When Spring Comes

Somewhat surprised, Huachun reached out and turned over the copy.

The words written on this are purely flattering to the emperor. Whatever wise, martial and unparalleled, as long as it is a good word, it is piled on him. It seems to be terribly flattering and has no substantive content, no wonder it was invalidated.

However, just such a memorial that was invalidated was actually hooked by Hua Jinghua with a vermilion pen, and a lot of comments were added beside it.

"Young succession to the throne is obviously a willful act, how can you be called the emperor?"

"There are so many beauties in the harem, who said that there is no desire?"

As long as it was an overly compliment, the Prime Minister Hua was spitting at him. She probably knew that the paper was going to be abolished, so what she wrote was called unscrupulous. There was no insult to the emperor, and everything was right, but it was obviously full of provocation and... a strange feeling.

After a while, Hua Chun turned to the end.

This person who wrote the book is also a wonderful work. He exaggerated the whole article, but at the end he said: "Heaven is jealous of talents, how early the saint died, the saint should take care of his body and live a long life."

At first glance, it was an unprofessional ghostwriter. Fortunately, this book was not posted. If the emperor had seen it, the writer would have died. Although what I wanted to express was to let the emperor take care of his body, it was too unlucky to say it.

The words of Prime Minister Hua are also particularly powerful behind this, writing stroke by stroke:

"Long live the Holy Supreme Council, no need to worry about it."

Looking at this sentence, Hua Chun was taken aback, and the feeling in her heart became even stranger.

Looking at those Zhezi earlier, I thought that Hua Cheng should hate Yu Wenjie so much, that's why he couldn't live with him. But seeing this line of words, she suddenly felt that Hua Jinghua was to the emperor, maybe...

"The son." Pintan's voice suddenly sounded outside: "It's time for lunch. Do you use it in the study or go to the lobby?"

Picking up the zipper with his hands and putting it away, Hua Chun thought for a while and said loudly: "Go to the lobby."

I haven't seen other people in this house yet, so I have to meet each other to deepen my impression.

Pintan responded, opened the door and came in to support her, whispering in her ear: "Mrs. Cai just quarreled with Aunt Ren, please be careful."

What? Arguing with someone again? Huachun asked curiously: "Why?"

"It's not about repairing the yard." Pintan reluctantly said: "Mrs. Cai told the master about this matter, and asked Aunt Ren to listen. She probably acted a little gloating and annoyed Madam. After all, the yard was not repaired. Regarding the imperial concubine and empress, the wife must not anger Aunt Ren."

Aunt Ren is the biological mother of Hua Liuying. Although she is only a concubine, because Hua Liuying has become a noble concubine, her status in this mansion is naturally not to be underestimated. No matter how hot and spicy, Wan Shi dare not embarrass her too much, she can only Make a quarrel.

Sighing, Huachun followed her out, still feeling a little guilty. Wan's flamboyant temperament must have been shown off when he was about to build the yard, but now that he can't repair it, he must be ridiculed secretly.

She had to think of a way to make up for this sin.

The master of the Hua family is a capable person. Just auntie has four bedrooms. One of them died young, and the other three are sitting at the table in fine silk clothes. Each aunt had a child with her, who was fifteen or sixteen years old visually, and the youngest fifth master Hua Jingan was also ten years old.

In the study, I read the letter written by Grandpa Hua's grandfather to her, to the effect that Master Hua was unworthy, failed to get a good fame, and could see him become the prime minister in his lifetime. The old man died without regret.

In other words, Master Hua should have no fame, so this mansion is just called "Huafu".

"Father and mother." Huachun habitually greeted him as soon as he stepped into the door, feeling a little strange when he bowed down.

Does she have watched too many costume dramas? Why do the salutes go so smoothly?

Wan Shi seemed to be still more angry, and he calmed down when he saw her coming: "My son, come and sit."

The table in the middle of the lobby is very large, but the dishes are placed in front of each other separately. Each has six small dishes. It looks clean and convenient. It's nice to have many people at the same table.

Hua Chun nodded, touched her painful buttocks, and carefully sat down on the stool.

Because of the pain, there is no way to be elegant, and the movements are a bit funny. Ren, who was sitting next to him, saw it, covered his mouth and laughed.

Wan Shi's eyes flew over like a knife: "Still coming?"

"Madam calm down." Ren said with a smile: "The concubine doesn't mean anything else, I just think the weather is good today."

"Really?" Wan Shi sneered, raised his chin and looked at the dishes on the plate in front of him, and said in a strange way: "That's right, barefoot can't laugh with shoes, and those who can't give birth to sons can laugh at others' sons. ?"

Ren's stunned, he glanced at the muffled Master Hua, and wiped his mouth with a veil without a smile: "Have you ever heard a word from your madam?" Wei Zifu dominates the world', what's wrong with giving birth to a daughter? Still living high in the palace, you will not be tortured by the court."

After speaking, he glanced at Huachun and said, "The Hua family has always been Zhongliang, and Prime Minister Hua is the first one to hold the board in front of the court. It is really amazing."

It's a shame to be blamed in court, and if you change into an old man with a bad endurance, you will have to hang on to suicide when you go back. Fortunately, the Queen Mother asked the emperor to come to the Huafu for a personal visit, and gave the Huajia down the steps, otherwise she couldn't really look up.

"You!" Wan Shi's violent temper, how could he bear such words, he immediately slapped the table and stood up, glaring anger.

"Okay!" Master Hua, who has been silent, always plays a role at critical moments. With a deep roar, Wan Shi immediately swallowed everything back.

Hua Chun turned his head and looked at this man, with a thin face that was two points similar to his modern father, and the talented atmosphere all over his body made him look gentle. But the weight of the speech is still heavy, and the people over the table bow their heads.

"I've been arguing for so long, haven't it finished?" Hua Zhengrong glanced at Wan and Ren: "The kids are all sensible, you are so noisy!"

"Master." Wan Shi whispered: "She provoked first."

"It's strange that the concubine is reckless." Ren Shi rolled his eyes and said: "But if my sister doesn't talk about giving birth to a son and a daughter every time, the concubine body will not react so much."

Wan Shi laughed angrily: "By what means did you send the second young lady into the palace, don't think that others don't know it. Are you proud now?"

"It's not my sister's responsibility to use any method. It is an indisputable fact that Liu Ying is better than the young master! If Liu Ying hadn't persuaded the emperor at the time, would the young master still have his life back?"

Yes, there was a quarrel again, Huachun secretly picked up two chopsticks and stuffed them into her mouth.

"If you say you are fat, you still pant. The second lady is so capable, why didn't she benefit the Hua family? She was alone in the palace to enjoy the blessing, but the emperor didn't reward anything. If it weren't for my son, your distant nephew could still Enter six?"