The Submissive Emperor

"Father!" Lou Jing grabbed Lou Jianyu's wrist and slowly stood up, "Is it an ancestral property, but you can change it with a single sentence. It is written clearly in black and white."

"You..." Lou Jianyu was so painful that he was gripping his fingers. Those seemingly shining and flawless fingers clung to his hands like iron hoops. No matter how hard he struggles, he can't get rid of them. "You rebellious. son!"

Old Ang Guogong fought outside when he was young, and neglected to discipline Lou Jianyu, his aunt, so that he missed the best age to learn martial arts. When the old Anguo had free time, his son had grown up, and he was distressed, so he had to teach his grandson wholeheartedly.

Therefore, Lou Jianyu, who has only learned some foreign kung fu, is not an opponent of Lou Jing, who has learned the internal kung fu from the ancestors of the Lou family for more than ten years!

Lou Jing looked like a cat stepping on the tail of a mouse. He watched Lou Jianyu with a lot of time. "The son is now the princess, and the father hit the son, but he committed the following crime. If the father slapped him down, then It's unfilial." The tone was slow and firm, as if he had sold a lot of favor to his father.

Lou Jianyu was so angry that his chest hurts, but Lou Jing's words were correct. If he dared to call someone in openly, he would suffer.

"Master of the State, Lord of the State!" This is a small servant who suddenly knows about it outside the door.

Lou Jing let go of his father and put his hands behind him, as if nothing had happened.

"What is the noise!" Lou Jianyu was angry, and his voice inevitably became louder.

The man rushed in anxiously. It was the young man An Guo Gong stayed in the main hall to keep the wind away. "The third master drank too much, and he kept crying while pulling the uncle. His Royal Highness asked the grandpa why he didn't go back?"

Lou Jing licked his lips, and his prince had such a question, and he must have been upset by his third uncle.

"This troublemaker!" Lou Jianyu glared at Lou Jing who was gloating, and flung his sleeves away furiously.

Lou Jing looked at the back of his father's departure, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

At first he kept telling himself that his father had trouble marrying him to the prince. As long as the father tells himself well, he will enter the palace obediently for this family, and he can also return the family property that these grandfathers left him. However, in the past two months, his father has pierced his heart with knives one after another, exhausting his filial piety a little bit. Today, I was completely torn from my father. Since then, they have become worse than ordinary relatives.

The second aunt walked through the garden with the account book, and saw Lou Jianyu coming out of the Suzaku Hall, hiding behind the rockery, patted her chest and said something dangerous.

Seven or eight Donggong guards with swords were guarded in front of the gate of Suzaku Hall, and their expressions were solemn. Looking at the guards, the second aunt couldn't help but feel a little more determined. According to this situation, the prince should pay much attention to Lou Jing. With the prince as the backer, Lou Jing's speech naturally increased a little more.

At the same time, at the east street entrance of Luotangfang, a Confucian scholar wearing a dark blue robe and two young men were waiting on the side of the road.

"My lord, if we stopped the Prince's car, will we be convicted?" A young man was puzzled. He didn't understand his master's official book of the Ministry of rites. How could he be like a thief if he wanted to see His Royal Highness.

"What do you know?" The Confucian was about forty years old, with a slightly stubby body. It was Yao Zhu, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites. "His Royal Highness will definitely not blame it. As long as you don't tell this matter, no one will hold you back. The crime of the prince driving by car."

This is actually beating them not to tell anyone what happened today. The two young couples immediately suffered a bitter face, and had to whisper their promise.

Lou Jing glanced at the two aunts who looked worried, lowered his eyes, did not smile or talk, tapping with **** on the thick stack of books in front of him.

"These were copied when the grandfather of the country passed away the year before," the second aunt swallowed, for fear that she would anger Lou Jing if she said the wrong thing. "At that time, there were so many things in the house, and after the wife was too busy, I would help. I was in charge of the accounts, so I left a bottom line for fear of making a mistake."

Lou Jing didn't bother to care about the leaky rhetoric with her second aunt, and said straightforwardly: "Second aunt gives me this account now, but why?"

"Next year's spring, your father and two uncles should get rid of clothes," the second aunt rubbed the kerchief in her hands, wiped the sweat from her palms, looked up at Lou Jing's face, gritted her teeth and said, "Zhuo Jade, the second aunt watched you grow up. This account is handed over to you. Second aunt is most relieved. You are now the crown prince, the highest status in the Lou family. In the coming spring, if you want to split up, you can get it. Come back to be fair."

For the death of a respected pro, Sun Shouxiao for one year, and his son for three years. Therefore, even though the second aunt had many conflicts with the Wei family, she did not dare to propose to split the family before the three-year filial piety period expired.

After sending off the second aunt, Lou Jing showed a smile on his face and ordered Le Xian to take the account book back to the East Palace. This is really a sleepy encounter with a pillow. With the accounts of the year before, I can't afford to settle the account with Wei.

The banquet finally ended, the third uncle was carried down early, and the second uncle was blushing with a thick neck. Lou Jian Yu thought that he hadn't asked for the Jinzhou accounts, so he retained the prince to drink tea. However, Xiao Chengjun was impatient to deal with these people, and took the prince concubine with him on the grounds that he could not go back to the door to pass the dusk.

You can't stay overnight at the door, but it's just after noon! Lou Jian Yu could yell at Lou Jing, but he didn't dare to defy the prince's words, so he could only watch the five canopy carriages leave without a doubt.

"This is the Chixiao Sword?" Xiao Chengjun curiously took the sword in Le Xian's hand to look closely. "Do you use the sword well?"

"Not good at it," Lou Jing smiled and opened his hands to show his Royal Highness, "I learned the internal martial arts, except for bows and arrows, other weapons are just good at it."

Xiao Chengjun took the hand and looked at it, as white as jade, without any blemishes. He rubbed the thin callus on the **** with his thumb, and the corners of his lips were slightly upturned. His princess was confessing his strength. This habit is very good and should be encouraged. one time.

Lou Jing looked at the impenetrable smile of His Royal Highness, and felt that the cat's tail was curled up on the tip of his heart, and he hurriedly stuffed the moon white paint box into Xiao Chengjun's hand, "This is for you."

The prince concubine's words are useless, but the prince did not notice that he opened the moon white box, and it turned out to be a three-color Hetian jade carving brush wash.

This should be a whole piece of jade carving, the main color is white, very rare mixed with cyan and pink. The white brush washes the whole body with round and jade beads, and the green color is the leaf powder and the flower, carved into lotus to reflect the sun. It is strange that the lotus leaves and lotus lilies are protruding. The stems are as thin as a reed, and the pavilions stand. The veins on the green leaves are visible. The sixteen white petals are as thin as cicada wings, half-opened and half-closed as lifelike.

Xiao Chengjun held this intricate jade brush wash, and couldn't put it down, "It's so beautiful."

Lou Jing was inexplicably happy when he saw that he liked it, "This was carved by an old jade carver I met when I was in the desert..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard the neigh of horses, the coachman suddenly stopped the carriage, and Xiao Chengjun couldn't help but plunge forward. He was still holding a brush in his hand, this thin jade carving would surely fall to pieces when knocked down to the carriage, and he subconsciously protected what was in his hand, without support, his body fell straight forward.

Lou Jing quickly grabbed His Royal Highness into his arms, raised his leg to press against the wall of the car, and firmly stabilized his figure.

"Your Highness, forgive me, someone stopped the car." The coachman rushed to accuse him.

I don't know if it was because of Little Rabbit Bun's obsession, Lou Jing didn't want to let go every time he held His Royal Highness.

"Who stopped the car?" Xiao Chengjun got up to go out to check, only then realized that his crown prince was still holding him tightly, and the crown prince was taken aback for a moment, and the ears against Lou Jing's chest quietly turned red.

"Chen Yao Zhu, please see His Royal Highness." Yao Zhu's voice came from outside the curtain.

Xiao Chengjun sat up nonchalantly, adjusted his clothes, and raised the curtain to go out.

Lou Jing put the brush back into the box, looked at the red ears of His Royal Highness, the corners of her mouth couldn't stop bending upwards.

"Master Yao," Xiao Chengjun stepped out of the carriage, glanced at Yao Zhu, who was carrying only two small servants, and then at the empty street in the afternoon, "Why are you here?"

"His Royal Highness!" Yao Zhu knelt in front of Xiao Chengjun without saying a word. "The ministers are also desperate. I beg Your Highness to save the ministers."

"Get up," Xiao Chengjun raised his hand to make him stand up, "What's the matter?"

Knowing that this was on the street, Yao Zhu did not admit to death, just to prevent it from attracting attention. He stood up and said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness knows that Yushi Gengzhuo is dead?"

"What?" Xiao Chengjun was startled and frowned. "Didn't the emperor agree to let him go?"

"Yes," Yao Zhu said with a sad face, "Early this morning, the emperor ordered Geng Zhuo to be released, but who ever thought that the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs had tortured Geng Zhuo overnight. No more."

Xiao Chengjun felt a buzz from the top of his head, and stepped back half a step, just leaning against a broad and sturdy body.

Lou Jing had been standing behind His Royal Highness, and when he saw the situation, he grabbed Xiao Chengjun's waist, "Yu Shi is dead, what's the matter with Master Yao?"

Yao Zhu glanced at the speaker in surprise. It turned out to be the concubine the prince had just passed the door, and the prince didn’t seem to blame the concubine for interrupting without authorization, so he had to respond: “The concubine does not know something, and the minister was offended a few days ago. Shen Lian, recently he is looking for the help of his minister. The minister is the official second-grade ceremonial book, he was not afraid of him, but today Shen Lian killed Yu Shi first, but the emperor did not punish too much. The minister... the minister is really worried. Endless."

There are few people walking outside in this Luotangfang, but after noon, someone’s servant has already come out to do business. Xiao Chengjun took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "You go back, I will leave the palace tomorrow, and you will be there. ..."

Speaking of the location, Xiao Chengjun hesitated a bit. He shouldn't have participated in government affairs during his wedding. Meeting with officials in private, it would be troublesome for Emperor Chunde to hear.

"Twenty miles west of the city, the estate of the elder son of Anguo." Lou Jing answered in a timely manner.

Xiao Chengjun glanced at him in surprise.

"Nothing happened in the past two days, the minister is about to invite the palace to the farm to see the melons and fruits grown by the minister himself." Lou Jing said with a smile.

After returning to the East Palace, Xiao Chengjun immediately asked Cai Yi and the others to the Chongwen Hall, and Lou Jing went back to the Bafeng Hall for a nap.

Lying on the bed, thinking of His Royal Highness's red ears secretly on the carriage just now, Lou Jing felt itchy in his heart and couldn't sleep, so he turned over and sat up, took out the book in the cabinet, and leaned on Daying’s pillow, watching with relish. Up.