Lonely non-good minister

There were so many things he wanted to say, and they all got stuck in his throat, making Chunyang sweat profusely.

"Let's go, get ready early, don't delay." Xiao Shen had already adjusted her mood.

She has always been a very open-minded person. Whether she entered the mansion as a concubine or accepted Song Chun's wishes now, she has not struggled too much. She knows very well what choice is best for her.

She knows that her beauty is a sure win for anyone, and as long as she is willing, she can have many choices.

She was like this when she faced Emperor Hong Ming who was old enough to be her father, and she is still like this when facing Song Chun. In other words, she had started to take advantage of her beauty in front of Song Chun early, but she didn't expect that Song Chun would be willing to do this. situation.

Although ethics and etiquette are important, pragmatism is more important.

Chunyang had followed her for more than twenty years and understood her thoughts best. He didn't say much at the moment and accompanied her back to the palace to make preparations.

Lechang Palace has its own small kitchen. After Song Yuan went to the northwest, Xiao Shen rarely cooked. He only made a few snacks when he had free time. Today, the vegetables were not complete, so Chunyang quickly made a list. People go to the imperial kitchen to get things.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Shen took out the medical books that she had not read for a long time. Song Yuan had to take medicine every year. The extremely cold medicine made her spleen and stomach very fragile. In order to help her heal over the years, Xiao Shen She had read a lot of medical books, and now Song Chun was extremely thin and coughing up blood. The situation looked very wrong, and she wanted to find out.

After going through all the possible illnesses that he could think of, he couldn't find any clues. Little Shen couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Empress." Chunyang came in: "Everything has been taken from the imperial kitchen."

Little Shen then put down the book and said, "I understand."

She changed her clothes before going to the small kitchen, looked at the ingredients, and simply made four or five dishes and stewed a cup of soup. They were not many and complicated, but they were all things that warmed the spleen and nourished the stomach.

"Shall I send it here?" Chunyang asked for her opinion.

Xiao Shen thought for a while and agreed: "Send it to you personally, and then ask if you have invited an imperial doctor."

"My servant understands." Chunyang watched the maid put everything into the food box, put the seal on it with his own hands, and then rushed to the East Palace with several maids.

As soon as Song Chun came back, he was reading the booklet in the study. When Chunyang delivered the food, he happened to be hungry. He read the booklet in his hand and then moved to the dining table.

"The queen doesn't know the prince's taste preferences, so she first cooked a few dishes that warm the spleen and nourish the stomach, and asked the prince to try them." After Chunyang finished speaking, he stepped aside.

Song Chun took two bites and looked relaxed: "It suits the taste very well. This soup looks good, unlike the soup sent from the kitchen, which is greasy and unappetizing."

Hearing this, Chunyang hurriedly filled a bowl for him, and at the same time carefully instructed: "Drink soup when eating. Chewing the rice grains not thin enough will hurt the spleen and stomach. The prince first drinks a bowl of soup to warm the spleen and stomach, and then chew slowly. Let's do it." Song Chun nodded, accepting her suggestion, and drank a bowl of soup slowly, and then started to eat slowly. After eating the warm soup and rice, the dull pain in his chest was relieved a little. Feeling more comfortable.

Chunyang waited patiently for him to eat before he ordered his people to pack up and leave. When he came out, he called the waiter who was waiting for Song Chun's food and drink.

"Did the chef serving the Crown Prince change? Or is his cooking skills poor and the Crown Prince doesn't like to eat, so he's so thin?"

The servant who asked this question shouted that he was wronged: "Auntie, please stop talking. The servants originally thought that the cook who cooked for the prince was careless, so they reminded him many times. Later, he asked the prince to make sure that the food tasted good. It turned out that the prince himself had no appetite, so he thought it was because he was tired of eating, so he quickly changed the cook. Unexpectedly, the prince couldn't eat anymore. He also asked the imperial doctor to take a look, but the imperial doctor couldn't explain the reason. "

"The imperial doctor didn't see anything?" Chunyang couldn't help but be a little confused. Seeing that he couldn't find anything useful to ask, he had to say: "Okay, you guys will take good care of it and be more careful in your diet. I'm afraid the prince is doing something wrong." Your Highness is suffering from the same illness. His spleen and stomach are weak and his appetite is greatly reduced. The Queen has ordered that he be taken care of by my wife for a period of time. During this period, I will send you daily meals and snacks. As for the things sent by others, you should check them. Be careful and don't let the prince eat randomly."

The chamberlain responded repeatedly that he understood, and Chunyang went back with peace of mind.

In Lechang Palace, Concubine Li happened to come over to talk. As soon as she entered the door, she said: "A few days ago, I heard that the second master was seriously injured and was about to die. Now, only a few days later, he said he has recovered. I don't know what changed the news. Where can I find a miracle doctor, but the messenger is still making a fuss out of a molehill?"

Mrs. Shen hurriedly put down the medical book in his hand and stood up to greet him. After she was excused from the ceremony, he said: "Second Master has a distinguished status. He was missing for more than a month. The people below are afraid of taking responsibility, so they naturally cannot avoid exaggerating."

"Either none of these people are honest." Concubine Li sat down and said, "It's such a big thing like the rebellion of the northern army. Let's leave our brothers alone and promote a young man. Look, it's just to send a message. Things have been turned out like this, and the Queen has been worried for so long for no reason."

She quite minded that Song Chun left the three brothers Song Zhu alone and instead used Ning Yu, an outsider like him.

Nowadays, there is peace in the Wei Dynasty, and there are not many opportunities to perform meritorious services. People always hear people say that Song Fu and Song Yuan have performed meritorious services, which makes her even more anxious. All three of her sons are idle in the garrison. What does this mean?

Little Shen knew why she was complaining, so she also sat down: "No need to worry, noble concubine. Although the third, fourth and seventh masters did not have the opportunity to make great achievements, they did not make any big mistakes that made the emperor angry and the prince displeased? In today's situation, being too outstanding is not necessarily a good thing. If the fifth master is so smart and capable, won't he also make the emperor unhappy?"

"That's true." Li Guifei felt much more comfortable: "This emperor, as he gets older, his character has become more cunning and snobbish. Before he ascended the throne, he wished that his sons would be stronger than the other, so that he could gain face for him. After he ascended the throne, , I wish that everyone except the prince would be mediocre."

She has always spoken like this, and Xiao Shen has become accustomed to it, "The emperor's joy is indeed embarrassing."

Concubine Li glanced at the medical book on the table: "Yuan'er is far away in the northwest now, why are you reading this again?"

"Oh." Little Shen smiled and said, "The Crown Prince is busy with government affairs and has an irregular diet, so that his spleen and stomach are weak and his body is weak. The Queen feels distressed and remembers that I took care of Yuan'er before, so she asked me to take care of the Crown Prince. How many days do you have?"

Concubine Li immediately lowered her voice: "The prince has lost so much weight. Is it because of a weak spleen and stomach?"

"What the imperial doctor says is always correct." Xiao Shen smiled slightly: "Besides, the emperor does not care about government affairs now, and the prince has to worry about everything. Tiredness is inevitable."