I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 44: City

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The palace was very quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin.

Emperor Yunqing looked at Rong Xia, who stood respectfully and allowed the emperor to look at her.

"Jun Po," Emperor Yun Qing finally spoke after being silent for a while, "I knew you wouldn't let me down."

He had raised Yan Hui with one hand, but he found that Yan Hui had become increasingly disobedient to him in recent years, conniving with his clansmen to enclose land, and some even sold their official positions, but he did not want the Right Prime Minister and his family to be left alone. He was so big that he could only turn a blind eye, but this did not mean that he could tolerate Yan Hui's interference in the royal family's affairs.

Although the prince is a bit indecisive, he is kind-hearted and will treat his brothers and sisters well when he succeeds to the throne. However, Yan Hui encouraged the prince to deal with the second prince and his brothers. As an emperor, he couldn't stand this kind of thing, even though he himself was not a brother-friendly person.

"It's a pity that you are too young, otherwise I would be relieved to have you take the position of left prime minister."

"Your Majesty," Rong Xia said calmly, "doing things for Your Majesty and for the people of the world is my pursuit. No position is important."

"You," Emperor Yunqing laughed in a low voice, "You don't like women, you don't admire power, what's the difference between your life and that of an ascetic?"

"Your Majesty, the humble minister wears rich clothes and has a group of servants, which is not comparable to the life of an ascetic monk," Rong Xia thought for a moment, "the humble minister cannot be like the eminent monk."

"People should have something to seek in life," Emperor Yunqing smiled happily, "Although Ai Qing is not my son, to me, she is like my half-son."

Rong Xia bowed her head to the end: "Your Majesty, you have betrayed a humble minister."

Wang De in the corner looked down at the tips of his shoes, silent. The young men and women His Majesty looks at all wish they were his own children. How dissatisfied is he with his own children that he always expresses such emotion?

"What's wrong?" Emperor Yun Qing patted him on the shoulder, "Come on, come with me for a walk and get some fresh air."

Rong Xia followed the emperor to the imperial garden. He had walked through the Imperial Garden many times with the emperor. To him, this place was not special, and it was not as magical as what was written in outside novels.

"As I get older, these courtiers are becoming more worried." The emperor stood by the lotus pond and looked at the rippling lake with an expressionless face, "They will be like this now when I am still alive. If I am a hundred years later , what will the DPRK look like again."

There is nothing to see in the lotus pond in late autumn. The eunuchs in the palace have long removed the remaining lotus leaves and leaves. At this time, there is nothing but water in the lotus pond, and it looks extremely deserted.

"Your Majesty is in the prime of life, how could you think so?" Rong Xia looked at His Majesty with wonder, shock and horror, "I am terrified."

"There will always be such a day for people," Emperor Yun Qing frowned, "If others call him Long Live, he will really be immortal for ten thousand years."

"Your Majesty," Rong Xia took a step back and saluted Emperor Yunqing, "please don't say such things, Wei Chen felt uncomfortable. Wei Chen's parents died young, and he has been your Majesty all these years. To take care of me, I would like to say something disrespectful. To me, Your Majesty is my heaven and my tree. In my heart, you are both a king and a father. I know that I have a low status. I don’t dare to dream, but I hope your majesty will be healthy and free from illness and disaster."

Emperor Yun Qing was touched when he heard this. He remembered that someone told him two years ago that Cheng Anbo had erected an immortal monument for someone in the Immortal Temple. Later, he asked someone to check and found out that the immortal monument was It's his last name. Perhaps it was disrespectful for a minister to write down the emperor's name, so Cheng Anbo was very careful not to let anyone discover it.

Today, if someone said something like this to him, he would only think that they were trying to please him, but Rong Xia was different. He knew that this child really cared about him as a close relative and acted in a graceful manner. He did something as sneaky as two years ago.

Later, he heard a report from a spy, saying that because a scholar said something disrespectful to him, Amber had to fight with him ten times in a row, causing the scholar to lose his reputation and never appear in the capital again. As long as he asks him to do something, he will complete it seriously. Even if he is injured, he will never ask for reward in front of him.

There are many capable ministers in the court, but there are only a handful of ministers like Rong Xia who work for him wholeheartedly and never please others.

He reached out and patted Rong Xia's shoulder again. Emperor Yun Qing's mood gradually improved: "Okay, I won't say that."

Rong Xia's expression was slightly relaxed, but he maintained a gentlemanly demeanor and stood behind Emperor Yun Qing. Seeing him like this, Emperor Yunqing started to joke, "It is said that you said bad things about Prime Minister Yan Zuo in front of many scholars in the past two days?"

"Your Majesty, I am just telling the truth." Rong Xia frowned, "Princess Fule is your cherished niece, how can you let outsiders bully her?"

When these words were heard by Emperor Yun Qing, the meaning became: Your people, how can you let others bully you?

When Emperor Yun Qing heard this explanation, he immediately felt comfortable. He immediately smiled and said: "I didn't expect Yan Hui to do such a stupid thing. What you said is right. My cousin is beautiful. That's right." It’s a gift from God. It’s too much for the Yan family to cry and make a fuss about asking the princess to marry.”

He looked back at Rong Xian, and his smile became more obvious: "It's a pity that you have no interest in Princess Fule, otherwise with your steady temperament, marrying Huahua would be a good idea."

Rong Xia was silent for a moment, then raised his head to look at Emperor Yun Qing: "Princess Fule is as beautiful as a fairy concubine. She is of noble birth, smart and delicate, and a humble minister is not worthy of her."

He spoke every word very slowly, not as if he was trying to shirk the blame, but as if he was stating the facts. However, Emperor Yunqing didn't take this matter to heart at all. After joking for a while, he put the matter aside.

Wang De, who was standing behind Emperor Yun Qing, moved slightly as if he heard something extraordinary.

"The autumn night is long. Sister, you just don't want to sleep. Why did you drag me here?" Ban Heng wrapped his body in a thick cloak and wanted to hide his head in the clothes.

"Look at the moon," Banhua glanced at the bright moonlight in the sky and sat down on the cushioned stone bench, "I'm bored alone, so I can only ask you to accompany me."

"It's such a cold day, why are you enjoying the moon?" Ban Heng stretched out his hand to touch Banhua's forehead, "Is there anything wrong with your mind?"

"If you have brain problems, I won't have any problems," Banhua slapped his hand away, "I slept for a long time in the afternoon and can't sleep now."

Ban Heng thought that Banhua had been staying in the house these past few days without even leaving the front door, and he sympathized with her, "Okay, I'll sit with you for a while."

Neither of them are elegant people. After staring at the moon for a while, Banhua pointed at the moon and said: "Brother Heng, what kind of clothes do you think Chang'e wears and what kind of bun does she wear?"

"It's not just a skirt." Ban Heng was not interested in what women wore. He was more concerned about the relationship between Wu Gang, Hou Yi, and Chang'e. "If Guanghan Palace is very cold, how can we drink tea and cook?" Just thinking about it makes me feel that this life is not easy."

"Do gods still need to eat?" Ban Hua glanced at Ban Heng, "If there is no one else in Guanghan Palace, who should I show off to when I wear beautiful clothes?"

"Sister, can we stop talking about skirts all the time?" Ban Heng was speechless, "I don't know how you women can come up with so many tricks and not be too tired."

Banhua snorted and stopped paying attention to him.

Seeing that his sister seemed angry, Ban Heng could only coax her with a smile, "Sister, those scholars outside are praising you, saying that you are filial, saying that you are beautiful, have a **** spirit, etc., aren't you curious about what's going on? Is it the same thing?"

"What's going on?" Banhua was a little surprised, "I thought those people outside would accuse me of being a beauty and a disaster."

"They did scold you like that at first," Ban Heng saw Banhua staring at him and touched his nose in embarrassment, "But after Uncle Rong praised you, the opinions outside changed."

"Uncle Rong?" Banhua was surprised, "Did he speak for me?"

"Not only did he speak for you, he also criticized Yan Zuoxiang. Ban Heng said with emotion, "Uncle Rong is really kind and loyal. He is a rare clear figure among scholars. ”

"Well, it's really cool to be able to praise us in front of scholars. Most people can't do it." Banhua nodded. Normally, she had never heard any scholar praise her, and only Rong Xia praised her. Having such great influence allowed them to "abandon their prejudices" against the Ban family and help them speak for the Ban family.

"Is he not afraid of offending the Left Prime Minister?" Banhua remembered an important point, "He has a real job in the government, will the Left Prime Minister give him little shoes to wear?"

"Uncle Rong is so good-looking, he shouldn't be wearing small shoes, right?" Ban Heng said uncertainly, "How about... I ask someone to help me find out?"

"Okay, you can ask someone to inquire about it tomorrow." Banhua took a sip of the hot tea brought by the maid, "It seems that it is a wise move to give gifts to people who like him. Even a gentleman like Uncle Rong would do it." Because I have to speak for someone who is short-handed."

"Ah?" Ban Heng looked at Banhua in confusion, "Sister, what else did you do?"

“Last time when my father gave Cheng Anbo a thank-you gift, I put a few books in it. Because I couldn’t find Zhongcheng Lun for a while, I postponed giving it to him a few days ago.” Ban Hua sighed. His tone was, "Our house will be ransacked sooner or later anyway. If we let others confiscate our things, it would be better to give them to a beautiful woman who likes me."

"That's the Southeast and Northwest Middle School?" Ban Heng couldn't remember the names of the five books. The only thing he remembered was that these five books were put together, which happened to be the Southeast and Northwest Middle School. From this point of view, Ban Heng felt that the talents of the previous dynasty were more capable than the talents of this dynasty. At least the names they gave to the books were easy to remember, and even a dandy like him had an impression.

"But...Uncle Rong is not the kind of hypocrite who speaks for others after accepting gifts," Ban Heng still believed in Rong Xia's character, "You are called judging a gentleman's belly with a woman's heart. ."

"Huh?" Banhua touched her cheek, "Did he fall in love with my beauty?"

Ban Heng was silent for a moment: "Maybe... is it really because you gave him a gift?"

Stretching out his hand to twist Ban Heng's ears, Ban Hua laughed angrily: "You brat, do you know that men who can't speak will get beaten?"

Banhua didn't use much force, but Ban Heng still made a pained expression: "Sister, sister, I was wrong, wrong. What I actually want to say is that Uncle Rong is not that kind of person. People who are greedy for **** do not mean that you are not beautiful enough."

Banhua let go of his hand and patted the table boldly: "It doesn't matter, I just admire his beauty anyway."