Chapter 88: No blessings to be eliminated

When he arrived at Sushun Mansion, Duke Yi came out of his house and was startled, which shocked everyone in the mansion: "I have an order, and Sushun will accept the order."

Sushun did not dare to neglect, so he ordered people to prepare for the incense table, performed the rituals of the king and his ministers, and knelt down and listened to the imperial edict: "Sushun, the slave, accept the imperial edict."

"Su Shun's orders are sent to the slaves, who have received my grace from the wrong side, and have been promoted to the promotion. He lives in Dingxuan's secretly. He does not want to be pure and loyal to the country. He knows that Prince Zheng's son is unable to do anything, and there is a great disrespect in front of the situation. He secretly protects the subordinates. I think you are grateful to you for your kindness and observance. I am very upset and angry. I originally planned to severely punish you to suppress the court. I think that you have been doing this for me for a long time. I have not done anything to do anything about you, so I will avoid death. I ordered Su Shun to be the doctor of the Ministry of Works, and to assist Prince Gong from the side to serve Empress Dowager Kangci's coffin to continue the merits and atone for the sins. I am here."

Sushun was surprised and happy, and hurriedly touched three loudly, and replied loudly: "Subor Sushun, I will thank you for your order."

When he got up from the place, Yi smiled and walked forward a few steps: "Yu Ting, the heavens are so kind, you must take care of yourself."

"Yes, yes, yes. The prince taught me that the slave will never dare to do this again in the future, only knowing the small loyalty and righteousness, and not knowing the grace of the king and father."

“This is the best.”

Su Shun suddenly remembered and quickly invited the guest: "Look at the servant's disobedience, please sit in the house."

Yi was about to step inside, and someone opened his door to enter, which was the Six Blessings: "Su Shun, follow the order."

Sushun fell to the yard again, "The slave received the order."

"Take Sushun to the study and see him, I'm here."

"Slaves receive the order, thank you."

With another new fate, Sushun dared not stay and claimed the crime with Yi. With Liufu arrived in the garden, there was a strange month in January, and he really felt like he was a different world. In his eyes, the bleak late winter scenery in his eyes seemed to be as bright as the spring of March.

Thinking randomly, as Liu Fu arrived at Yanbo Zhishuang Hall, Liu Fu smiled and put up the curtain for him, "Mr. Su, please come in, the emperor is waiting for you in the study."

Sushun lowered his head and entered. This place was very familiar to him. He stepped to the entrance of the study and sang: "Subor Sushun told him to come in."

"Come in."

Sushun lifted the curtain and entered the study. The emperor turned his back to him, and was picking up a book from the grid and listening to his footsteps. He turned around and said, "Subor Sushun, come to the emperor."

Hearing his crying voice in his words, the emperor felt aroused, and he put the book back casually, stared at his back for a moment, "Get up and talk."

"yes."

"Sushun, do you feel wronged? You think I am under the punishment of not punishing me and impose a serious law?"

Su Shun hurriedly knelt down again, "How can a slave think like this? How dare you think like this? Is the thunder and rain dew a kindness of heaven? Is it feminine and artificial, and I can see the holy heart. The law violated is too numerous to write. The emperor pays attention to the law, and he is the slave..."

The emperor's tone was still cold, "It would be best if you could think like this." He said: "I have been watching you for the past month. Finally, you still have a conscience in your heart, and you know that the blame is only summoned by others. If you dare to say disrespectful words, will you really not be willing to kill you if you think I am?"

Su Shun didn't even dare to raise his head, and replied in a muffled voice: "How dare I say a ruthless word in my heart?"

The emperor sat down and asked again, "There are a lot of officials coming to your mansion to inquire these days?"

This time, Su Shun didn't even dare to say anything, and he stumbled for a long time and squeezed out a sentence: "The Emperor is wise."

"It can be seen that in the hearts of the court officials, you are a bannerman worthy of dating. Don't let these people down, and don't let my grace of re-enactment of you."

"Yes. The slave always silently recites the holy grace and dare not forget it for a moment."

"Another, this time, let Liu Fuxuan come here, because I am afraid that King Gong will not be able to explain it clearly. I will tell you again here, rest and rest, and welcome the Empress Dowager's coffin to the capital. It is another major work undertaken by the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Zhao Shuangshan, Diao Qingyuan, Changhong and others, and you know it. However, the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Internal Affairs are all the bastards that hurt you if you don't hit the body. You have to take good care of me. If there is someone who has taken possession of the fish, as long as there is evidence, you will report the truth."

"Yes, the slave understands."

"There is one more thing, can you recognize Shankyu from the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

"I know this, but I have never had a close relationship with you."

"He inherited the title of Duke and Prince, and was very cautious and respectful, not as casual as many officials in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. If you do this this time, you can get closer to him and ask more advice."

Sushun didn't know why the emperor suddenly mentioned this person, but when the emperor mentioned Shan Kui's arrival, his tone turned gentle, and seemed to be very considerate of this person in his heart. He immediately touched his head: "Yes, I've recorded it."

"That's it, you go down."

After dinner, I made several memorials. It was already past Xu, and I heard the north wind blowing in the garden whistling like a tiger. The emperor stood up and said, "Go to Concubine Lan."

"Zha. Long lively sent an order to go to Concubine Lan's room." Liu Fu agreed and said, "Long Nu will go down and prepare."

"No need, I want to take a few steps today."

Although there is no need to prepare for the lower-class carriage, I still have to prepare some things. Several eunuchs were lanterns in front to guide the way, and Liu Fuxu supported the emperor behind. Behind the emperor were also several eunuchs, carrying golden painted toilets, stools, clothes, kettles, tea sets and other items.

The winter in Rehe is very cold. After coming out of the warm pavilion and walking around the garden, the emperor felt his hands and faces appearing in the distance. He saw the lights of the candles from afar, and urged him: "Hurry up."

Before the emperor came, he was afraid that Concubine Lan would pick her up at the gate of the hall, and that she would be cold, so she did not let Liufu pass the imperial edict. The group quietly arrived at the entrance of the hall and heard the sound of water inside, and occasionally there were women chuckling. He knew that several of his concubines had slept early and had not flipped the signs during dinner. Concubine Lan would not have thought that she would suddenly arrive, wash up, and be ready to go to bed to rest.

Thinking of this, the emperor felt a thought and suddenly pushed open the hall door. Under the heat, a girl's call came from a girl's panic: "Ah"

As the emperor thought, Concubine Lan and three or five maids around her saw that it was too late, so they didn't expect the emperor to come. After dinner, they said a few words and prepared to rest. Even Concubine Lan took off her only small clothes. The palace maid was serving to take hot water to wash her feet and wipe her body. Unexpectedly, the emperor would suddenly arrive silently. There was no place to hide and there was no time to dress; there was no way to treat her, and under the candle, they were all embarrassed and ashamed. It was the first time that Concubine Lan was so beautiful that she blushed in her face. She quickly pulled her feet out of the basin and led everyone to kneel on the ground: "Slave..."

The emperor chuckled and walked a few steps in, but he didn't rush to go in, nor did he call under the lamp to watch and laughed in a low voice: "What a beautiful picture of bathing in a group of beautiful things-if I hadn't had the opportunity to have such a full meal and look at it today."

"Yes," Yehenara agreed, touched her head again, then got up: "The weather is so cold, why did the emperor come here without taking advantage of the ritual? If Sister Zhen knows," Lan Fei wanted to say, 'Blame the slave, how can she deal with it?'

However, she knew that the emperor's feelings for Emperor Zhen were no more respectful than others, and he felt very pity. If she had complaints about Emperor Zhen and blamed him in her words, it would be fine today, but she might be afraid that her favor would immediately decline in the future. So, the words turned to her mouth: "But what happened?"

The emperor didn't think much, lowered his head and kissed her cheek hard: "It smells so good."

Concubine Lan smiled embarrassedly, "I'm confused. Why don't you pour tea for the emperor?"

"Don't pour tea. Drink too much and can't sleep for a while," he yinyin smiled and said, "At that time, I'm afraid you'll suffer."

With a word, several women in the hall blushed at the same time. The emperor looked around and his eyes fell on a palace maid wearing only a thin moon-white cloth dress. Her little clothes were thin and transparent, and the two bright red particles were clearly visible on the snow-white chicken head and breasts.

The palace maid was staring at the emperor without restraint, her heart was so anxious that she was tinnitus. She reached out to cover her chest and realized that there was nothing to cover. She had to cross her hands to protect her head and close her eyes, murmured, and she didn't know what she was saying.

"What's the name?"

"Slave is... Lianhuan." Lianhuan said something and then knelt down again: "Slave bows to the emperor."

The emperor looked at Concubine Lan, who said, "Her name is Lianhuan, she is Baoyi under Zhengbai. This year..." She suddenly smiled: "The New Year has passed, it should be last year. When I was a talent show girl last year, I entered the palace. Seeing that she was doing things steadily, I had to come to the slave."

There are two types of talented women. One is once every three years. The one who chose Mongolian, Han army, and the eight banner beauties of Manchuria. Those who were selected either ordered marriage to the emperor or stayed with the emperor and filled the harem. The other is once a year. The only one who chose was the coat of the three banners. After being selected, they would be maids in the palace and would be released from the palace for a certain period of time and marry separately.

"Get up." The emperor nodded, showing his understanding. He ordered, "I'm a little tired after getting ready."

Concubine Lan felt helpless. It seemed that the emperor was attracted to the serial around her. In fact, it was not a joke if there was anything. Although the serial was a virgin, the palace maid was responsible for the "substation" and "substation" and the affairs between men and women, and had never seen them. The emperor's fancy to the palace maid was not only not a joke, but also a good thing. If you think about it, the emperor was so fresh that he could not take care of it. It would be better to use the palace maids around him to keep the emperor's heart. Isn't it better to use the Han women like Sushun to join?

As soon as she thought of this, Concubine Lan smiled and pushed the serial: "What are you doing when you stand stupidly? You still don't go to serve your master to change your clothes?"

Lianlian blushed and untied the emperor's clothes. He wore a lot, very thick. On the outside was a gray squirrel leather robe with red dates, paired with a light gray tribute satin "Baturu" vest, a row of diamond buckles on flat shoulders, crystal light, making people's eyes shine. A bright yellow silk ribbon tied with a flat gold purse, a colorful embroidered watch bag, and many Han jade pendants that Dingling had. On his head was a coral-shaped hat, a green glass green on the front, and a shiny green braid, a very long silk thread was attached to the ends. It looked refreshing and beautiful, but it was a bit troublesome to take off.

The emperor's hands were not honest, and he kept rubbing her chest and back and forth, making her body soft and she didn't know how to unbutton the emperor.

Seeing that she was so embarrassed that she reached out to her, Concubine Lan reached out to her, "It's better to Rong Nu serve the emperor to change his clothes. You are here to serve him."

Untie the clothes randomly, seeing that the emperor's crotch was already as high as a gun, the chain was even more ashamed. In the past, there were many emperors resting in Concubine Lan's room, but they had never been so panicked. For a moment, they cursed themselves for not understanding the rules.

The emperor ignored these things and was served by Yehenara and went up to the bed, then pulled the brocade quilt to cover his body, "The emperor will wash up and serve the emperor again."

The emperor lay on the bed side, raised his body and looked at Concubine Lan. The Chimelong face, which was a little unhurried and powerful, looked extremely gentle and beautiful at this moment. The black and white eyes were rippling with waves like spring water, "Go and come back quickly, I'm waiting for you."

"Yes." Concubine Lan agreed, turned around and wanted to leave, and suddenly thought of something for her. She took Lianhuan's hand to the side: "Lianghuan, the emperor likes you, do you know?"

Lianhuan really didn't know how to answer, so he stood there for a while, with a smile on his face, "Master, slave, slave..."

"Okay, I know what you want to say." Yehenara guessed what Lian Han wanted to say, it was nothing more than the thought of "the slave himself has no charm to the master". Please forgive me for words like "the master is sorry for the crime". Since she is deeply afraid of herself, why not use it to be with her?

She deliberately won over, so she deliberately misinterpreted the meaning of the series and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. The emperor is the most kind and gentle person. As long as you serve him with your heart, you will always benefit you."

Lianlian was quite frightened. Thinking that he would favor the emperor, he added a little joy. The taste was just like the Tao poem that the emperor mentioned when he came to talk to Concubine Lan a few days ago, which was not very clear, called "I have forgotten my words if I want to distinguish it."

Concubine Lan took her hand and pointed out: "Go, go."

The serial footsteps slowly reached the soft couch, calmed down and almost laughed out loud. The emperor was probably tired of the government and lay in the warm quilt for a while, and fell asleep like this.

This made Lianlian feel at a loss, afraid, and didn't know what to do. He looked back at Concubine Lan, his mouth moved, and pointed to the emperor on the bed. Concubine Lan walked over a few steps and burst into laughter: "The little girl who is not lucky"

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