Chapter 54
Chapter 54
After getting off the sedan chair, the little emperor almost jumped into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
No one disturbed him today, and he didn't have to go to class. It was a long time since he was able to have a meal with Shen Yanchuan, and he had a piece of good news that he couldn't wait to tell the other party—the news from Tengzhou showed that everything was in order. Reconstruction, the disaster has been brought under control, and there is no large-scale disease outbreak.
"The common people are currently staying in the temporary shantytowns. They are provided with rice porridge, bedding, and soup every day. They are safe and have enough food and clothing. They will also give more rations to the peasants who participated in the reconstruction!" the little emperor said in high spirits. After drinking three bowls of meatball soup, he sat down in the armchair contentedly, his eyes narrowed with a smile, "How about it, I have a good eye for picking people, right?"
Contrary to his dancing gesture, Shen Yanchuan just nodded slightly: "Where's the official family?"
"He..." The little emperor remembered that it was mentioned in the report, but he regarded it as a dispensable part, and he answered after careful thought, "It seems that he... took a large family to repair the embankment , because soaking in cold water for too long caught the wind and cold."
Shen Yanchuan saw that he was stumbling in his answers, obviously he didn't pay much attention to it, so he reminded him to pay attention:
"Your Majesty needs to pay attention. After all, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials has not been dismissed by you. He still has a certain status and the right to speak, so he must not be allowed to die in Tengzhou, let alone allow the newcomers to oppress the old ones."
"Yeah! I know—" The little emperor dragged his voice, took Shen Yanchuan's hand and stroked the cool and smooth back, his face was still intoxicated with a smile, his eyes were full of tenderness, as if he had just drank It's three bowls of wine, "I listen to you."
"Listen to the concubine?" Shen Yanchuan gently pulled out his hand, holding the jade bowl as if to drink porridge, his voice cooled down, "You don't know. Those people who were jumping up and down before, didn't you catch some of them to shave their legs and shave their beards?" It can scare off. Once you treat new people too differently, everything will come back again and again, understand?"
After finishing speaking, he didn't need a spoon, just looked up and drank more than half of the bowl in one gulp.
The little emperor stared at his slipping Adam's apple, and nodded thoughtfully: "Okay, I understand, tomorrow I will reward them with a sum of money, and send two imperial doctors to see the doctor, is that okay?"
Shen Yanchuan put down the bowl, wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief: "It should be like this, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials didn't directly violate the law, it's not appropriate to push too hard. Besides..."
Halfway through his speech, he saw the little emperor got up and filled another half bowl of Changsheng porridge and handed it to him. He stretched out his hand and hugged his arm again: "If you like to drink, can you have some more?"
The little emperor was free today, and finally got hold of Xiao Fuzi's treasured picture album, and his heart was eager to move.Just now, he ate and drank a ball of hot food, revived his vitality, and couldn't help but want to paste it on Shen Yanchuan's body. After a few more pastes, the two of them went to the tent to study the mysteries in the album.
However, Shen Yanchuan didn't know about this, he just felt that there was no reason for his flirtatious behavior, and his face immediately stretched: "Is the emperor listening?"
"Yes!" The little emperor suddenly recovered and straightened his body, "Besides, it would be great if he really persisted!"
Shen Yanchuan looked at his water-colored, wide-open black eyes, and for a moment really didn't know what to say, so he could only bury his head in his porridge.
Shen Yanchuan's most energetic moment of the day is after eating a full stomach, so he has to take a walk in the backyard to stretch his muscles and bones.
The moonlight tonight is very bright, and there are not many lights in the yard. At this moment, the surroundings are all clear blue, as if the yard is full of clear water, giving people a very cool feeling.
The little emperor took Shen Yanchuan's hand and walked around the courtyard at a slow pace.The slender bamboos swayed in the wind, casting their shadows on the ground, there was a fluffy feeling stretched out, he raised his head and took a deep breath, the wind was filled with the fresh breath of bamboo leaves, the little emperor could not help smelling the scent He remembered the night when Shen Yanchuan played the bamboo whistle on the high wall.
He turned his head and saw Shen Yanchuan staring at the bamboo bushes, so he asked cautiously: "Can I ask a question?"
Shen Yanchuan looked calm: "Ask."
The little emperor signaled the palace people behind him to back away with his eyes, then licked his lips nervously: "Actually, I saw you playing the bamboo whistle that night."
"know."
The little emperor was shocked: "Know?"
"Well. You don't know how to hide your breath."
The little emperor thought for a while, lowered his head and flattened his mouth: "Then you were still angry with me at that time, so you refused to meet me?"
Shen Yanchuan didn't answer his question, he just took out an emerald green object from his bosom, and handed it to his eyes: "Can you blow it?"
The bamboo whistle was abnormally smooth, which was obviously caused by the owner's frequent rubbing. The little emperor picked it up and carefully identified it under the moonlight: "This seems to be the whistle used when training horses, right? I saw that people in Jianting used it to drive horses. It seems that there is no need for it." Special playing skills, but that day you..."
Shen Yanchuan said slowly: "My mother said that even a bamboo whistle with only two holes can play some simple tunes as long as the breath is controlled properly."
This sentence was the reason why he entered the harem in the first place, and it was also what he recalled repeatedly when he blew the whistle that night.
Bamboo whistle is the same, and so are people.No matter how naive and naughty Tang Di was, he was still straight bamboo, not rotten wood. Even if he couldn't accept the one-knife carving into a delicate bamboo flute, it would be fine to roughly carve it into a bamboo whistle.
"So it was left to you by your mother."
The little emperor didn't know that the weight of these words had caused turbulent waves, but he still nodded in agreement, his hands holding the bamboo whistle became more gentle, and he handed it back to Shen Yanchuan as if he was afraid of breaking it.
Shen Yanchuan put the bamboo whistle back into his arms: "No, I bought this one. The original one fell off during the long journey."
"It's a pity." The little emperor said with a sigh, he spread his arms around Shen Yanchuan's waist, and sincerely apologized, "It made you think of something sad, I'm sorry."
Shen Yanchuan also hugged him, and stroked his back without saying a word.
Even though he is young and slender, he is still a good bamboo. It is a pity to only make a bamboo whistle.It should be made into a jade screen flute with bright timbre, engraved with dragons, and play melodious and melodious tunes.
Under the moonlight, the two hugged each other quietly, each having thoughts that had nothing to do with playfulness and flirting, as if they were maintaining some kind of pure emotion, which reached eternity.
After a long time, Shen Yanchuan let go of his embrace, and the little emperor also let go. The two looked at each other face to face, and said at the same time——
"I……"
"Concubine..."
The little emperor laughed softly, thinking that he was going back to his room anyway, who would say anything different, so he said, "You speak first."
Shen Yanchuan pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said, "This concubine wants to move back to the Piandian."
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