When Spring Comes

Huo Zhaoyi was not very happy: "The emperor, do you want to avoid it?"

"Yeah." Yu Wenjie didn't even look at her, and said indifferently: "You go and rest, wait for your mother to get up after lunch, and please her."

Go to please Ann? Huo Zhaoyi uneasily pulled the emperor's sleeves: "The queen mother was embarrassed by her concubine before, how can she bother her?"

This matter has to be counted on Hua Jinghua’s head. Huo Xianrou was originally planning to win over the prime minister, so she gave him a purple jade pendant. Whoever thought that the prime minister would take the initiative and gave the jade pendant to the empress dowager. She said it was from her.

At first, Huo Xianrou felt quite happy, after all, she was begging her for a trick before the mother. But when she was happily preparing to go to Huiming Hall to receive the reward, she was splashed with a cup of tea by the Queen Mother.

The empress dowager hit the jealous Ziyu, which she only learned later, she wanted to explain but couldn't speak, she could only bear the sin abruptly. She is a harem concubine, can't she say that this jade pendant was originally given to the prime minister?

So now, Huo Xianrou hates Hua Jinghua very much, and the original thoughts of trying to win him are gone, and he feels angry when he hears that he is coming.

Yu Wenjie didn't feel the change in her mind, and only said: "You should go or you have to go. I heard that you made the queen unhappy, and I am not easy to explain to the queen."

The emperor was still a relatively filial person.

Shocked in her heart, Huo Xianrou quickly lowered her head: "Concubine understands."

When Huachun arrived at Wanbao Hall, Huo Zhaoyi just withdrew. She wanted to nod with Huo Zhaoyi, after all, she was given a gift last time.

However, before she stopped, Huo Zhaoyi walked out beside her blankly, lowered her head without even looking at her.

what's going on? Huachun was slightly taken aback, and continued to walk inside. After thinking about it, Huo Zhaoyi was in a bad mood, so she didn't care much.

"Why did you come into the palace so early?" The emperor was still sitting at the table, a table of dishes barely moving.

Reluctantly smiled, Hua Chun whispered: "Weichen misunderstood the time, so he came early. He didn't want to be disturbed, but he didn't expect to be discovered by His Majesty."

Is this the fault of him being nosy? Yu Wenjie pursed his lips and stretched out his hand to beckon him to come and sit down.

Huachun sat down honestly, and the emperor didn't say a word, and the palace people beside her consciously served her vegetables.

Feeling a little touched inexplicably, she glanced at Yu Wenjie and took her chopsticks to eat.

This time he didn't deliberately hungry her, Huachun felt that more communication between people really needed to promote emotional development and mutual understanding, so as to jointly create a prosperous dynasty. So in the future, she must communicate and understand more with the emperor...

"Can you still eat?" the emperor asked.

Hua Chun was taken aback and looked at him puzzledly: "The minister hasn't had lunch yet, so naturally he can eat it."

Yu Wenjie took a meal, looked down, and continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

what does it mean? Huachun was a little at a loss, and she continued to eat for a while before she realized.

For his grandmother, the palace man next to her kept serving her vegetables because he thought she had eaten lunch and wanted to support her on purpose? !

What did you just say? Communication? Let this thing rest. Sooner or later, she strangled the emperor, or the emperor slashed her.

Angrily biting the wild mushrooms, Huachun said to the palace nearby, "Come on with rice!"

The palace man was taken aback by her, and went to serve the meal like flying.

The corner of the emperor's mouth hooked.

After eating a large bowl of rice, Huachun was full, and Yu Wenjie also put down his chopsticks.

"I'm a little curious." He looked at the person next to him and asked faintly: "What happened to make you enter the palace without even eating?"

After eating and in a good mood, Huachun smiled and replied, "Nothing."

The emperor looked at her quietly.

Huachun laughed and couldn't laugh anymore, and Bianbianzui said in a grieved manner: "He had a dispute with his father."

Yu Wenjie: "..."

People who are in their twenties are still arguing with their father and leaving home? It's really promising.

"Can Prime Minister Hua know loyalty, filial piety and benevolence? Filial piety is second only to loyalty."

"The minister naturally knows." Huachun was slightly annoyed: "But loyalty can't be foolish, filial piety can't be foolish, and the elders are not doing it right, and the minister can't still do what he said.

It's still a bit rebellious? Yu Wenjie got a little bit of interest, and looked at her and said, "What is it, let me hear you?"

Huachun was silent and glanced at him cautiously, with scruples in her eyes. This matter is related to the emperor, how can it be told to him?

So after thinking for a while, Huachun shook his head.

Yu Wenjie sullen his face, his eyes cold and cold: "Say."

"Back to the emperor, the minister's father asked the minister to send the third sister into the palace to face him. The holy minister felt that he could not do it, so he refused. The father thought that the minister was careful and could not get along with the third younger sister, so he blamed the minister and left in a rage. Huafu came directly into the palace."

After speaking without tying the knot in one breath, Huachun held the arm of the chair next to him very stubbornly: "Please forgive me, the emperor!"

This really shouldn't be said, but she was shocked by Yu Wenjie just now. I had spoken well before, but this sudden face change was more scary than thunder.

Squinting his eyes to digest his words, Yu Wenjie snorted coldly: "You are so brave."

With a cold sweat behind her, Hua Chun immediately knelt down: "The emperor, forgive me, the minister... The minister's father does not understand the rules of the palace, but the third sister is of a marriageable age, so he thought of giving the emperor a look first. Xu Pei's family, he just put the sacred in the supreme position, and did not mean to offend, and has no other intentions."

Is there any other intention, can he still be unclear? Yuwenjie sneered, looked down at the person lying on the ground like a tortoise, and said coldly, "Didn't you just argue with your father?"

"Yes." Huachun said hurriedly: "Disputes are quarrels, but his father's respect for the emperor, the minister dare not misinterpret, please the emperor to observe."

His eyes moved slightly, his expression softened, Yuwenjie stared at him and said, "You don't want to sue your father? He made such an unreasonable request of you, so he should also let him understand how strict the rules of the palace are?"

Her heart sank, Hua Chun quickly kowtow: "The emperor's filial piety is second only to loyalty to the parents of the minister's body. It doesn't matter how your family quarrels, please forgive the emperor's father.

This thing is not a joke, although she is really angry that Father Hua is so unreasonable, but the punishment for the emperor is too serious, she will not be able to make it through her heart. Let’s just say the same thing, the ugliness of the family should not be spread out. I closed the door and solved it by myself. It was a joke to make trouble like Hua Liuying.

Knocking her forehead on the ground, she felt that time was passing a little bit, but the emperor did not let her get up.

The stone on his heart is getting heavier and heavier, Huachun is almost crying. What is she doing so quickly, she should practice again if she is courageous, so she can't say everything when she is scared.

A long time later, when Huachun was about to cry, Yu Wenjie stood at the entrance of Wanbao Hall and sighed: "The weather is good today, and the wind is cold."

Huachun: "..."

Glancing blankly, the emperor didn't know when he had already walked to the door, dare her to kneel here for a long time, kneeling in air? !

Does he listen to people well?

In anger, Hua Chunzhuang directly stood up.

Yu Wenjie just turned around and looked in, and saw the man gritted his teeth and said something, rubbing his knees and stood up on his own.

He was really courageous. Before changing to do it, he could definitely use this as an excuse and just hit him on the ass.

But now, he somehow felt that beating was boring.

Shaking his head and continuing to look outside, Yu Wenjie asked, "When is the wedding date?"

Hua Chun was taken aback for a moment and looked around. All the eunuchs except her were here, and they could only ask her.

"Back to the emperor, in the middle of this month." She said: "The eighteenth is the auspicious day."

Only eight days of preparation time is enough, after all, there is no maiden family in Qingyuan, so the layout of the prime minister's mansion is all right.

"It's so urgent..." The emperor sighed softly.

Huachun was taken aback, and then glanced at his back inexplicably.

There was a sigh of these three words, I don't know if she thought too much, she always felt a little regretful in it, but the meaning was very shallow and shallow, maybe not as deep as the puddle on the road after the rain.

Shaking his head, Hua Chun said: "Didn't the emperor always say that the ministers are not enough men? This time the minister can finally refute it with confidence-the emperor has no queen yet, and the minister already has a wife."

There seemed to be something strange about this, as if she didn't pass through her head, she said it by herself, and her tone was still a little sad.

Huachun felt her scalp numb for a moment.

Yu Wenjie turned around slowly and glanced at him.

The outside is very bright, and there is no light in the palace, which looks a bit gloomy. He was covered in the sun shining on the splendid dragon robe, and the other man stood solemnly, his face cold and cold.

I don't know why, for a moment, Yu Wenjie felt a pain in his heart, a sharp and delicate pain, like being pierced by a ox-hair needle, and the feeling disappeared before he could cry.

He was at a loss.

"The minister has failed to say something." Huachun, who had recovered his senses, shed cold sweat again, lowered his eyes and said: "The emperor forgive me."

Yu Wenjie ignored him, his face was a bit ugly, and he went to the Zichen Hall.

"Prime Minister, please." Duke Qin stayed behind to greet her.

Huachun wiped her face and followed him out.

He Changan originally wanted to bring Huachun into the palace, but when he asked about it, he went to the palace early.

"Is it so early?" He Changan raised his eyebrows and rushed to the palace.

Li Zhongtang, Tang Taishi and others all arrived very early, but when they stepped into the Zichen Hall, the emperor and the prime minister were already sitting at the long table, each looking at the zigzag.

Several important ministers were taken aback, exchanged looks, and stepped in cautiously.

"The minister waited to see the emperor."

Yu Wenjie put down the folder, and made a straight face: "Flat."