The Submissive Emperor

Xiao Chengjun looked at him and couldn't help sighing.

Emperor Chunde was not confused sometimes. For example, he always had a precise vision of talents. Last year, Lou Jing showed off his skills in Autumn Hunting, and he unequivocally rewarded him Yulin Zhonglang. Therefore, when the queen asked Lou Jing to be a princess, Emperor Chunde was not very happy.

"I have a vague guess, but I haven't confirmed it yet." Lou Jing put down his arm and returned to the pillow, with a cold voice, "Maybe you can find out after a few days." Since someone wants to calculate him, he has to double it. Revenge the consciousness of going back.

Xiao Chengjun heard the coldness in his words, no longer the joy of laughing just now, and couldn't help but feel annoyed secretly. Originally, he was upset in his heart, but the princess was also upset, so he slowly stretched out his hand and tentatively attached to the building. Jing on the pillow, "I will help you."

The warm and dry touch recalled the colder and colder heart. Lou Jing backhanded that hand into the palm of his hand, "The minister will also help Your Highness."

The slender hands, like warm jade, wrapped his hands, and Xiao Chengjun's eyes had a bitter smile. His princess was not liked by his father, so why is he not like that, "I now persuade the emperor to be unable to Directly admonish, like those princes, entice the emperor to agree..."

"His Royal Highness is also a courtier of the emperor. As long as he can persuade the emperor to persuade the emperor, it doesn't matter whether he is straightforward or not," Lou Jing pulled the warm hand to his side. From the time when the father handed the wand to the guard, the minister understood this principle."

Guard? Xiao Chengjun frowned. It turned out that his injuries were caused by the guards. No wonder he didn't get better after raising them for so long.

Lou Jing looked up and saw His Royal Highness's frowning brows. He stretched out his little finger, scratched the palm of His Royal Highness's hand, and smiled in a brisk tone: "So when you return to the door tomorrow, Your Highness will just be cold. So I can follow your highness to get the light, and let my dad kowtow to me."

"You..." Xiao Chengjun couldn't help but chuckle, and his depression suddenly dissipated a lot when he was teased.

Lou Jing held the prince’s hand and told him about the situation at home in a gentle tone, “I have two uncles and an aunt in my family. In the Anguo Government, there is no official position, so I help my father take care of some general affairs at home..."

Listening to the beautiful voice, Xiao Chengjun talked about the patriarchal family, strangely gradually dispelling the gloom in his heart. He did not know when to close his eyes and sank into the black and sweet land.

The morning sun shines through the edge of the window on the bright red curtain, Lou Jing woke up in a daze, feeling that this sleep was particularly comfortable, no longer felt neck pain, thanks to the pillow in his arms supporting his body ...Wait, in my arms, pillow! Lou Jing suddenly woke up and opened his eyes cautiously.

Naturally, what he was holding in his arms was not a pillow, but Xiao Chengjun, who was sleeping very well. Last night, because he was sleeping on his side, he unknowingly went to one side, and the Crown Prince who was closest to him was naturally taken into his arms!

The body in his arms was slender and warm, and it was very comfortable to hold. Lou Jing was a little unwilling to let go. At this moment, the sleeping person hummed and his thick eyelashes began to tremble slightly.

Lou Jing closed his eyes immediately, and made a happy dream, otherwise the prince would find that he was awake and would not remove his leg from the other person, but it would be disrespectful!

Xiao Chengjun frowned, feeling something pressed against his body, making him a little uncomfortable. After seeing the situation in front of him clearly, His Royal Highness immediately stiffened. His princess was lying on him sleeping soundly, with a slender leg resting on his lap!

Reluctantly hooked his lips, Xiao Chengjun relaxed, turning his head slightly, Mei Ruoquan Zhongyu's handsome face was close at hand, he couldn't help but slowly approached, touching the corner of his lips lightly.

Lou Jing closed his eyes and felt a soft and warm object touch his cheek. In the darkness, all the sensations became clearer several times. Suddenly, in the sea of ​​knowledge, he jumped out of the painting he saw last night, and his body became a little hot inexplicably.

If you install it again, something will happen! Lou Jing had to open his eyes. Unexpectedly, what he saw was a "sleeping" prince, and he couldn't help but curl his lips.

After the two got up, they freshened and dressed, and no one mentioned what happened just now, as if nothing happened.

When Xiao Chengjun saw Lou Jing calling Le Xian to serve in the dressing, the two court ladies were just taking care of the dishes and combing their hair, and he was very satisfied.

Three dynasties return to the door, and go back gracefully.

Donggongwei was guarded by an angry horse with fresh clothes, and the prince and the princess took a five-drive canopy carriage and headed for the west of the city mightily.

"The North Korea is not peaceful recently, and I can't be too extravagant." Sitting on the carriage, Xiao Chengjun said to the princess with regret.

The crown princess returned to the door, should have played drums, Tiao Yu Lin Jun cleared the way.

Lou Jing laughed loudly when he heard the words, "Chen, a man, what kind of extravagance does he need to return to the door?"

Xiao Chengjun thought for a while, yes, for Lou Jing, marrying him is not a glorious thing. If he returns to the door with fanfare and says that he will not be able to make fun of him, it is because he wants to be bad.

"I've never been in a five-drive carriage!" Lou Jing smiled and looked at the five pure-colored aubergine horses outside the carriage. "These horses are in good condition. I have also raised a few good horses in the Suzaku Hall. The two horses were brought back from the northwest. Your Royal Highness, would you like to see it later?"

"Okay." Xiao Chengjun couldn't help showing a little smile. Fortunately, he married a man and wouldn't care about these pomp with him when he was hiding his powers.

Luotangfang, to the west of the palace, was a mansion built by the Emperor Taizu when the country was founded, and the family of the princes lived in it. An Guogong, as the only state lord nowadays, is also an enduring favor in the Zanying family, and the mansion is naturally more elegant than other mansions.

Seeing that Yu and his family had been waiting outside the gate at Anguo Gonglou, although the prince did not show signs of dew, he was the prince after all, so he couldn't neglect.

The horse-riding guards reined their horses neatly, and the apricot canopy carriage stopped in the middle without any haste. The coachman got out of the carriage and led the horses, playing the curtains in Anshun, and rested on the pedals. All the movements went smoothly. It's pleasing to the eye.

A corner of the apricot robe came out first. The prince wore apricot prince uniform and a golden silk and white jade crown, and stepped out of the carriage calmly. The temperament is pure and noble, without anger or prestige.

Xiao Chengjun ignored the people who were standing and stretched out his hand to help the princess in the car out.

When I returned home today, Lou Jing didn't take any medicine to relieve his pain. The people who left and right Lou's family knew that he had injuries. The consequences of what the father did himself would naturally have to be borne by himself.

The new aunt is the prince, and the family of the liu's wife bows down to greet each other, but if the new aunt has a good temper, this ceremony can be avoided. Anguo Gonglou saw Yu waited for a while, and saw that His Royal Highness didn’t mean to exempt the courtesy at all. When Lou Jing stood firm, he hurriedly led everyone to kneel down to see the salute. Your Highness Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose."

"Get up." His Royal Highness only supported his princess, without any intention of stepping forward to help the old man. Lou Jing stood beside the prince, watching his father kowtow to him, his heart was very delicate.

The prince's status was too high for the elders of Shan'an Guogong to hold his feet, so An Guogong invited several honorable persons who were related by marriage to accompany him. The banquet is divided into two tables for men and women. The man accompanies his uncle in the outer courtyard, and the woman accompanies his aunt and grandma in the inner courtyard. Lou Jing is a man, so he doesn't need to sit at any table.

After paying respect to the ancestral hall, Lou Jing went back to Suzaku Hall on the grounds that he was unwell.

Lou Jian Yu Xinran agreed. If Lou Jing sat at a table with them, he might have some moths. Instead, he smiled and invited the prince to have tea in the main hall and waited for the table to start.

"Shi Ziye, you are back!" No one in the Vermillion Bird Hall changed. Gao Yi took the lead to greet him. He looked up and down and was very happy to see Lou Jing safe and sound.

"You go and call Mr. Cheng." Lou Jing sat down in the main hall of Zhuquetang, before he had a sip of tea, he asked Gao Yi to call his accountant.

Zhuquetang has a separate set of accounts. Mr. Guan Jian is actually Lou Jing’s adviser. His name is Cheng Xiuru. He is a scholar who has failed in the imperial examination. Although he has repeatedly suffered setbacks in the imperial examinations, he is always a good candidate for both managing the accounts and making suggestions. Good hand.

"Shizi, Master Ming handed in a message this morning." Yun Ba floated out from somewhere, and handed a folded white paper to Lou Jing.

Lou Jing took it and opened it. The elegant and handsome font was exactly Zhao Xi's handwriting. Only one sentence was written on it, "Wishes on the ninth day of September are ready. Take away the color head first. Don't read it."

Luck? Lou Jing's forehead twitched, "What did he take from me?"

"The sapphire brush wash on Shizi's desk," Yun said blankly. "Since Young Master Ming said Shizi forgot to fix the color head, he picked it himself."

"This Zhao Jiu!" Lou Jing was helpless. His sapphire brush was carved by a jade carving master with a whole piece of sapphire. The bottom is a protruding fish playing lotus pattern. It is like a real pond with water, lotus leaves. Tingting, swimming fish shuttled, Zhao Xi had been thinking about it for a long time.

Lou Jing smiled and threw the note in his hand into the incense burner and burned it, and took a sip from the teacup. A Confucian who was about forty years old in a green cloth robe walked in with a few books of account in his hand. , "Shizi, you are back."

"Mr. Cheng sit down," Lou Jing raised his hand to let Cheng Xiuru sit down, "What's the matter in the mansion these days?"

"Madam Ji asked for the account book twice from his subordinates, and they were all prevarication." Cheng Xiuru sighed. Zhuquetang's annual flower use comes from the public, but Lou Jing's own private property is only recorded in Zhuquetang's account. It’s no wonder that the eldest son just got married, and Madam Steph can’t wait to take over Suzaku Hall.

"She is impatient." Lou Jing sneered.

Cheng Xiuru put the account book in his hand on the table, "These are the accounts of the wife's dowry. At that time, the son of the world left in a hurry and did not take it with him. After some time, his subordinates asked someone to send you the things in the warehouse to the East Palace."

These are the dowry of Lou Jing's mother. Before he left the house, he took this part out and kept it for himself. The treasures and silver were locked in the warehouse, and the annual income of the farm shop was part of the income of Zhuquetang.

Lou Jing lowered his eyes, clicked on the account book with two fingers, and then pushed it to Cheng Xiuru, "No, everything is there. You copy these accounts twice, you keep one, and the other is sent to the East Palace. Mrs. Suzaku Hall’s accounts, you can give this to her."

"Shizi means..." Cheng Xiuru couldn't help but straighten up.

"Isn't she trying to settle the accounts?" Lou Jing put one hand on his forehead, tapped on the corner of his forehead, and showed an inscrutable smile on his lips.