The Submissive Emperor

Yu Chao is extremely filial, especially these noble houses in front of the emperor's eyes. The father's death must be kept for three years. Although it would not be enough for people to build a hut to eat fast and reciting the Buddha, it is not that couples are not allowed to have **** with each other, but it's not justified if they are pregnant during the period of filial piety.

Pregnancy in the filial piety period is because of great unfilial piety. Among the big clans who obey the ancient rites, an ancestral hall is to be opened. Even if the wife is pregnant, she can only be knocked out if she is found out, because if the child is known to be filial piety by outsiders, it will be a shame to the whole family.

"Father never... never treated me as a family." Lou Jing slowly let go of his fists and laughed at himself.

If the father told him frankly about this matter, even if he was angry, for the sake of the face of the Lou family and the love of their father and son, he would never publicize the matter...Perhaps in the eyes of his father, he would be so vicious. The person who forced the stepmother to have an abortion.

Xiao Chengjun looked at him, frowned slightly, took a step forward, and took the person into his arms a little strangely, learning how the princess did when he was comforting him, awkwardly stroked Fu Loujing's back, silent for a long while, and whispered. Said: "You have married me, and we will be a family in the future."

"Haha..." Lou Jing buried his nose on His Royal Highness's shoulders, couldn't help but chuckle, and stretched out his hands to hug the Prince's narrow and powerful waist, "Yes, we are a family."

Zhao Xi, who changed into men’s clothing and rushed over, saw the scene in front of him, and immediately covered his eyes, “See no evil, don’t see evil!”

"Miss Jiu, why did you sneak out?" Lou Jing put his chin on the prince's shoulder, so as to look at him in a leisurely manner.

Zhao Xi opened his fingers and saw that they hadn't separated yet, so he hurriedly closed his fingers again, "I'll send you the notes. Don't forget it."

Seeing Zhao Xi's arrival, Xiao Chengjun let go of the crown prince and straightened his body after adjusting the skirt of Li's clothes.

Lou Jing curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and stepped forward and brought Zhao Xi, who was standing ten steps away, in front of the prince.

"I have seen His Royal Highness." Zhao Xi was carried by the collar, and he did not forget to bow his hands in salute.

"No need to be polite." Xiao Chengjun had a smile in his eyes. He wanted to ask how Zhao Xi changed his clothes so quickly, but he felt that it was too rude to ask, so he stopped talking.

"Why don't you follow Madam Zhao back? Miss Qian Jin ran out dressed as a man, but she was insulting!" Lou Jing grabbed Zhao Xi's handwriting and carried it into his arms, and continued to tease him.

"Bah! I..." Zhao Xi was planning to scold him a few more words, but suddenly realized that His Royal Highness was still standing aside, so he had to swallow the words and glared at Lou Jing. School homework."

Xiao Chengjun observed the two quietly for a long time, and when Zhao Xi was about to leave, Fang said, "Since you are going back to the prime minister's house, can you send me a letter to the left?"

Hearing this, Zhao Xi gradually put away his laughing face, looked at the thickly cocooned letter in the hands of His Royal Highness, and slowly stretched out his hand to take it.

No matter what was written in this letter, it was a hot potato for Zhao Xi. It was given to the second uncle to clearly inform that he, a genius whom the Zhao family valued very much, had already been implicated with His Royal Highness. It is both a win-win and a deterrent. But the prince has opened his mouth, can he still refuse it?

Zhao Xi gave Lou Jing a look of "you killed me", bowed and retired. He originally planned to have fun at the temple fair, but now he has no interest, and left the grove where the prince’s husband was. Summoned the young man to go home.

Lou Jing narrowed his eyes slightly. In the past two days, His Royal Highness seemed to accompany him leisurely, but in fact, news continued to come every day. Moreover, when King Jing left that day, he was very concerned about it. What Xiao Chengjun did today...

Seeing his prince and concubine, Xiao Chengjun kept his eyes silent, and couldn't help but slowly clenched his hands behind him, "Zhao Duan and I had an agreement, and Zhao Xi would not be embarrassed when he goes back."

"Huh?" Lou Jing looked up and looked at the expressionless His Royal Highness. He was taken aback for a moment before he realized that his prince and husband were afraid that he would misunderstand him, thinking that Xiao Chengjun was using his friend to threaten Zuoxiang.

Looking at the noble and noble Prince Prince standing with his hands, his face was calm and self-control, but there was a little concern in his dark eyes, like a rabbit who was clearly uneasy in his heart but holding the grass and not letting go. Lou Jing only felt his heart melted. He hurried forward and dropped a soft kiss on the cheek of the prince's husband. There is only joy in my heart."

The heat sprayed on the ears, itchy, Xiao Chengjun resisted the urge to avoid, "Yes...Is it..."

The consequence of not avoiding is that the ears were smoked red by the heat, Lou Jing smiled lightly and put the ear in his mouth, "That's natural."

"Um..." Xiao Chengjun shuddered slightly, and hurriedly held the princess's shoulders, tilted his head to pull out his ears, "Stop making trouble, we should go back to the palace."

"Hahaha..." Lou Jing was overwhelmed with joy, and hung on His Royal Highness, Xiao Chengjun dragged him away.

The left minister Zhao Duan held the letter in his hand and was silent.

"Second uncle, it was Jiming that caused trouble today." Zhao Xi shrugged his head, rarely admitting his mistake to his uncle.

Zhao Duan raised his eyes and glanced at his nephew as if Shuang had struck him, and raised his hand to stroke the beautiful beard that stroked his chin, "Do you know what's wrong with today's matter?"

"The fault lies in the lack of thought," Zhao Xi replied immediately, "Lou Jing has already married the prince, and he is tied to the prince. If I continue to associate with him, I will definitely be involved with the prince."

Zhao Duan nodded slightly, "As soon as he knew what was wrong, he went back to the study and made a policy argument on the subject."

"Huh?" Zhao Xi looked up at his uncle. Seeing that his old man seemed to be serious, he had to agree and turned around and went back to his yard. How to write a policy theory? How can you not be calculated by the prince?

"Second brother, why bother to scare Jiming?" The fifth master of the Zhao family, who also served in the court, couldn't help but chuckle.

"It's rare that anyone can control this demon king," Zhao Duan smiled slightly, "Since his knowledge is impeccable, only this way of being a man needs to be tempered." Said like this, he opened the letter paper in his hand. He looked at it carefully, the smile on his face could not help but gradually closed, and for a long time, he sighed.

On the tenth day of September, the situation in North Korea became severe in vain.

The accounts of the Ministry of Households found that the two silvers were indeed approved and transferred by the prince, and all the two silvers were allocated to Qinghe County.

The Ministry of Criminal Justice found out that both the money was used by the county magistrate to build the temple. As for why the money was spent so much, it was because the county magistrate of Qinghe used the money to build an extra ancestral hall.

"What ancestral hall?" Emperor Chunde frowned and raised his eyes to Shen Lian, who was in charge of supervising the matter.

Shen Lian's face turned pale, he glared fiercely at Chen Shichang, and said, "Going back to the emperor, it is a royal ancestral hall." Qingliang Temple is a national temple, and it is understandable to set up a royal ancestral hall for worship. The silver pair is guilty.

"Imperial ancestral hall?" Emperor Chunde snorted, "How can this kind of ancestral hall be built by a small Qinghe county? Asshole thing!"

If a Qinghe county magistrate hadn't been assigned by the court, how could he repair the emperor's shrine for no reason? Baiguan was silent, no one dared to ask who this "jerk" was referring to.

After the early dynasty, Zhao Duan on the left saw the emperor alone.

"I am calling Aiqing to come today for a memorial." Emperor Chunde handed a memorial to Zhao Duan.

The memorial last counted the hardships of the people after the bursting of the Qinghe dyke. Only at the end came the sentence "Build a lot of civil engineering, the people have no livelihood, and the prince has no way"!

Zhao Duan closed the memorial without changing his face. He quietly looked at Emperor Chunde’s expression and said in a deep voice: "The minister thought that although this memorial was exaggerated, there was some truth in what he said. It's just that there is still a lot to be lacked in the court's politics."

"Oh? Do you think so too?" Emperor Chunde squinted, this Zuo relative to the prince has always been evasive, but now it is really rare to say this.

"The minister is just telling the truth," Zhao Duan seemed to be embarrassed. He considered his words and spoke very slowly. "The prince has followed the emperor to listen to politics for more than five years. He has never made a big mistake, but he has made no achievements. It is just the prince. Building the imperial shrine is also a heart of pure filial piety, but the wrong method is used..."

Emperor Chunde's fierce gaze gradually eased, and with Zhao Duan's words, he nodded slightly from time to time, "The prince has been really pure filial piety over the years, but this political matter is indeed a bit dull."

On September 11th, the emperor summoned the prince back to the palace, and tomorrow he will resume the administration of the upper dynasty.

Xiao Chengjun looked at the message in his hand, was silent for a long time, and slowly moved to the candle to burn it out.

Lou Jing stood behind him and sighed lightly, "Yunba handed me a message, saying that the account of the Ministry of Household has been found out, which is very detrimental to Your Highness."

"I know." Xiao Chengjun turned his back to him and looked at the maple trees outside the window. After noon, it started to rain lightly. The patter of autumn rain wet the bluestone path outside the Ganquan Hall and knocked down the red leaves on the ground. Very depressed.

"His Royal Highness knows, but Chen doesn't know!" Lou Jing stepped forward, pulled the Prince's shoulders, and forced him to look at him. The news in the court was tight one day later, but Xiao Chengjun refused to discuss with him for a while, and he would go to court tomorrow. What if Emperor Chunde speaks and wants to punish the prince's crimes?

"The building will fall," Xiao Chengjun looked at him, "With my own strength, I can get a drop in the bucket."

Lou Jing was taken aback. His Royal Highness once said this. "The building will fall... It's better to imitate the phoenix nirvana and seek rebirth from the ashes..." But it turned out that at that time, Xiao Chengjun had already told him the way forward.

"Chengjun..." Lou Jing released his hand holding the prince's shoulder and looked straight at him. By the window of the cool autumn rain, the person in the apricot yellow prince's uniform did not appear to be depressed in the rain. , On the contrary, like the rising sun, illuminating the dark palace.

Xiao Chengjun looked at his princess, his beautiful face made his heart happy no matter what time he looked, he slowly stretched out his hand and stroked that cool face, "I don't want to impede you, don't intervene in this matter. "

"His Royal Highness said the day before yesterday that we are a family." Lou Jing reached out and held the hand near his ear, holding it tightly.

Xiao Chengjun looked at him and sighed lightly.

Lou Jing pulled the soft and slender hand to his eyes, and dropped a kiss on the white palm, "Whether it is a minister or a wife, I won't let you go alone."

His Royal Highness looked at him and smiled silently.

"My second uncle and eldest aunt will arrive in Beijing in a few days." After the words were opened, Lou Jing's originally dull heart suddenly became better again. As he said this, he took the opportunity to hug the waist of His Royal Highness, "when the time comes. Your Highness, remember to go to the Anguo Mansion with me, and take a good look at the excitement."