AWB Chapter 236 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 51
Chapter 236 Father, Your Majesty, I Request You to Abdicate 51
In the evening, two figures suddenly appeared in an inconspicuous corner of Qianmen Street.
Xia Sheng sniffed when he smelled the fragrance, then lowered his head and followed carefully, wondering in his heart: Could it be that the food in the Shangshan Bureau today is not to his taste?
Jiuli came to the mutton soup stall she often visited and found that it had moved to three adjacent shops on the street, but the owner and his wife were still as busy as before - the hostess was in the kitchen, and the host looked after the entire store alone.
As the hour of You came to an end, the store became very busy and crowded.
"Your Majesty..." Meng An, who was dining with his old father, was chewing half a pancake when he saw this and stood up suddenly. Meng Yan saw this and quickly reached out and grabbed the arm of Meng An's stupid son, and said with a smile:
"Mr. Bi, please take a seat."
Didn't this kid see that His Majesty was leaving the palace incognito? What is he yelling about? What if he angers His Majesty? As he spoke, he diligently wiped the stool beside him.
Sit down on the clean stool naturally.
Meng An was familiar with this and immediately went up to order food. You know, when His Majesty was still His Highness, he often visited this small restaurant, but he hasn't been here for a long time recently.
"Your mutton soup is here!" The owner was holding a large tray, moving between the tables as lightly as a butterfly, with a smile on his face, as if he had endless energy.
"How's business?" Jiuli used her eyes to stop Xia Sheng from coming over to test the poison. She took out a pair of chopsticks and wiped it gently. Her voice was gentle but carried the aura of a superior.
"My lord, it's not bad. I have something to look forward to!" Seeing the old customer, he smiled particularly honestly, "This mutton is the spiritual mutton that has just been hunted. It is very fragrant. Please try it."
After saying this, he stood up to entertain other guests. His son has three spiritual roots and is promising, so they have to work harder to save resources.
The movements of Meng Yan and his son suddenly became elegant, losing their previous boldness. They just felt uncomfortable all over, as if they were restrained by an invisible force.
Is it because I am with His Majesty? His Majesty's growing majesty is becoming more and more oppressive.
"I'll go ahead, you two enjoy your meal." After eating, Jiuli chuckled and left with Xia Sheng.
Meng Yan and his son stood up, bowed politely, and continued to eat the food in the bowl! When he left, he packed a portion and took it back to the mansion. After tomorrow, he had too much to do and had no time to come. That errand was waiting for him.
At this moment, Jiuli had returned to the Beiyu Palace. She casually flipped through the memorial at the top, wrote the word "read" casually, and threw it on the ground without a care.
While Jiuli was writing furiously, Xia Sheng approached quietly, respectfully offered her a bowl of Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup, then gently rolled up his sleeves and began to grind the ink carefully.
"Lotus seeds?" Jiuli just glanced at him indifferently, and there was no joy or anger in her tone.
"Your Majesty, this is sent by the Queen Mother. Lotus seeds have a calming effect." Xia Sheng said softly, and the movement of grinding ink in his hands became more and more gentle. The sound was very light, but the ink was just right.
"These are all useless." Jiuli said, flipping through the memorial just sent from Yangzhou, with a barely perceptible gleam in his eyes, "Yangzi Beast? Send someone over."
As soon as the words fell, a dark shadow disappeared silently in the darkness like a ghost.
At this time, there were only a few days left until the end of the year, and the generals from all over the country had basically not returned to their garrisons. This year's snow came earlier than in previous years. The Ministry of Rites submitted a list of reign titles, and its intention was obvious. The memorial was carelessly thrown on the ground.
On New Year's Eve, there was a banquet in the palace. As if they had agreed beforehand, all the civil and military officials brought their favorite youngest sons or second eldest sons to the banquet.
If daughters can be queens, why can't sons? Sitting in his seat, he saw his colleagues bringing their sons with them, and he knew that they were plotting against each other. When they looked at each other from a distance, murderous intent seemed to flash in their eyes.
"Uncle?" Jiuli, who was about to leave, saw King Jing suddenly appear and looked a little puzzled. "Why are you not attending the banquet in the front hall at this time and coming to my Beiyu Palace?"
He paused on his way out, thinking that something important had happened, so he took King Jing to the reception room and signaled Xia Sheng to serve tea.
"Years ago, many ministers came to visit me." King Jing paused for a moment. This power is indeed a good thing that makes people bow down. "Today, when I entered the palace, all the ministers brought their favorite princes with them."
"Uncle, do you have someone you like and want to send to the palace?" Jiuli gently stroked the jade ring on her waist, her tone calm, making it difficult to discern her emotions, "You can speak frankly, I am not incompetent, right?"
"There is an old friend who is determined to enter the palace." King Jing's words were vague and not very clear. After all, this matter was too? !
He knew in his heart that it was difficult to deal with the young masters of noble families when they started to use tricks. You can see this from the court!
"Your Majesty, all the gentlemen have taken their seats, and the Queen Mother has left Fengyi Palace." Xia Sheng hurried over and reported.
"Uncle, the matter of the selection of concubines will be discussed after three years of mourning. The affairs of the Qin Dynasty have not yet been put on track. How can we ignore the world for the sake of love?" Jiuli said almost explicitly, "Let's go."
King Jing, who stayed where he was, secretly stroked his chin. It was proper to observe mourning for three years. As for Mu Huasui? He could only blame himself for being born at the wrong time. Anyway, he had inquired about the news.
At the New Year's banquet, men and women sat on the left and right, and the seats for the women were separated by a thin gauze, so their faces could not be seen clearly.
"Your Majesty, we are here to pay our respects to His Royal Highness Prince Jing." Everyone stood up to pay their respects, wondering why Prince Jing was here with His Majesty.
He glanced at his son who was dressed up beside him and was very satisfied. He was dressed elegantly and charmingly, as gentle as jade.
The black boots passed through the middle, and everyone lowered their heads to see the hem of the black bird patterned clothes gently passing over the ground like a dark cloud. The young masters had been repeatedly warned by their elders at home, so they naturally did not dare to look around.
"No." The voice was as clear as cold water, inspiring awe.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Everyone stood up and took their seats. The table was filled with delicious dishes, but no one's eyes stayed on the food at this moment. They only looked at the center of the field waiting for orders.
"Today is the New Year's Day and I am hosting a banquet for all of you. You don't have to be so formal." After sitting down, Jiuli spoke leisurely.
"Then I will not be polite to Your Majesty. I respect Your Majesty and wish Your Majesty..." Li Xian stood up and kept talking, like beads rolling on a jade plate, one sentence after another, worthy of being the prime minister. "Your Majesty, please." He drank it all in one gulp.
"Is the Prime Minister drunk today?" Bei Ling'an, who was sitting at the top, was stunned and muttered to himself, Your Majesty is still in mourning, how can he drink alcohol? Or is the Prime Minister drinking tea???
"The Prime Minister has worked hard and made great contributions. It's just that I can't drink much, so I'll use tea instead of wine. I hope you and your subjects can enjoy this banquet together." Jiuli's eyes moved around Li Xian, thinking in her heart, could it be that Prime Minister Li drank too much at home and that led to this?
"It is my duty to be loyal to Your Majesty. There is tea in my cup, so I naturally dare not forget that Your Majesty is still in mourning." Li Xian hurriedly explained that he could not take the blame for this. He could not bear it!
How could he forget when the late emperor's mourning period was? That would be a crime of disrespect! He had finally climbed to the position of prime minister, so if he forgot, he would be exiled? ? ?
"Well, the roasted lamb on the table tastes very good. Mr. Xia will give it to the Prime Minister to taste." Jiuli said with a smile.
"Here." Xia Sheng picked up the exquisite plate of roasted lamb and placed it on the prime minister's desk, then turned around and continued to serve Jiuli behind him.