After Qin Lei followed the prince to complete the process of greeting the emperor, it was already dark.
The understanding prince did not let Qin Lei eat with him, but sent him back to Shuxiang Pavilion to rest early.
Qin Lei stepped into the quiet yard with heavy steps. Seeing that there was light in the room, his sleepiness disappeared suddenly. He waved away the palace servant who was serving him, and his heart was pounding and he pushed open the door.
Under the lamp, a slender and beautiful woman sat on the bed. When she saw someone coming in, she quickly got up. After seeing the person coming, she knelt down in a whisper and said softly: "I Ruolan, welcome Your Highness." Her voice was soft and pleasant, as if the spring breeze was blowing on her face.
It turned out that it wasn't Nian Yao. Although he knew it was unlikely, he was still a little disappointed. Qin Lei whispered: "Get up." Then he walked straight into the inner room. He wouldn't get into the wrong bed this time.
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Qin Lei slept very heavily and did not dream. He woke up naturally only after the sun was noon. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and found that his shirt, shoes and socks were removed, and his body was covered with a warm brocade quilt. He shook his head and remembered that after entering the house yesterday, he fell asleep after falling off his shoes, nor did he cover him with a quilt.
He lifted the quilt and turned over, and his voice alarmed the outside. A goose yellow figure appeared at the door and said softly: "Your Highness, you are awake." As he said that, he came in with a stack of clothes.
When Qin Lei saw that it was the girl from yesterday, he nodded and said, "Yeah, your name is Ruoyan?"
"Slave Ruolan."
Ruolan put the clothes in the cabinet, then said to Qin Leifu: "Your Highness, it's time to wash up."
Qin Lei lived here for eight days and was no longer unfamiliar with the corrupt life of princes and nobles. He followed Ruolan to the next wing room. There was a small bathhouse in the room, and several palace maids were debugging the water temperature. When Qin Lei came in, they stood up and saluted, saying in a sweet voice: "See Your Highness."
Qin Lei nodded and ordered Ruolan: "Tell them not to be too polite, just be able to get by." Ruolan nodded and began to untidy Qin Lei.
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Qin Lei, who was taking a comfortable bath, didn't know that a conversation was being held in the Imperial Palace Study room that was about his fate. The conversation was about the prince and Emperor Zhaowu, the first father and son of Qin.
Even when facing his son who looked the most like him, Emperor Zhaowu still had no smile on his face. It seemed that only yesterday's Yongfu could make the ice on his face thaw.
The prince didn't care. He had long been accustomed to Emperor Zhaowu's nature. Early this morning, he went to the palace to meet the saint, and selected important reports on the big and small things that had happened in the past nine months of his reign.
Most of the matters have been known to Emperor Zhaowu through the memorial passage, so while Emperor Zhaowu was listening, he was still flipping through the memorials sent from the Prime Minister's Mansion yesterday.
The more the prince spoke, the less powerful he became, the more he said, the shorter he said. He had finished reporting what he had already done in more than half an hour. After he stopped talking for a long time, Emperor Zhaowu took his eyes away from the memorial and looked at him and said, "Is he finished?"
The prince said respectfully: "I'm done."
Emperor Zhaowu nodded and said, "Then go down."
The prince was a little disappointed with the emperor's coldness. He pondered for a moment and bowed: "I have to report to my father, there is another thing that needs my father to come up with a charter."
Emperor Zhaowu sneered and said, "There are still people who need me to obtain the regulations? The Prime Minister's Mansion doesn't care?"
The prince lowered his head and said, "The Prime Minister's Office cannot control this matter."
"What's up?"
"About the fifth brother's errand..." The prince raised his head, his eyes radiating firm light. He said with a clear voice: "This matter cannot be delayed any more."
Emperor Zhaowu said 'oh', "This is something." He pondered: "It's true that we can't delay any more."
The prince of the Qin Dynasty usually gets a job experience at the age of sixteen, so as to prepare for the title of king at the age of eighteen.
Emperor Zhaowu looked at the prince and whispered: "I heard you are very close?"
The prince's expression remained unchanged and nodded, "My son and his fifth brother are indeed in love, so they get closer."
Emperor Zhaowu squeezed a smile out of the corner of his mouth and asked, "What do you want him to do?"
The prince remembered Qin Lei’s statement yesterday and said respectfully: “I asked my fifth brother yesterday and he wanted to consider it. My son also thought he should give him a few days.”
Emperor Zhaowu waved his right hand and said, "Don't think about it, take this back to him." As he said that, the old eunuch next to him took out a note from the paperweight on the imperial desk and presented it to the prince with both hands.
The prince took it and put it in his sleeve. He thanked him and stepped back. As soon as he turned around, the emperor's cold voice came from behind: "You must respect Empress Ru in the future, do you know?"
The prince trembled all over and nodded, "My son understand."
"Go."
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When the prince, who was a little distracted, returned to the East Palace and saw the refreshing Qin Lei, it was already lunch time.
The prince forced himself to take a few bites, then got up and went to the study.
The palace maids and eunuchs around looked at Qin Lei who was still enjoying the food slowly. Finally, they felt a little embarrassed to see Qin Lei, pushing off the bowls and chopsticks, wiped their mouths, and followed them to the study.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw the prince writing. He stood aside holding his breath and quietly admired the prince's masterpiece.
The prince was calm and composed, and his pen was still rigorous and introverted. After a while, twenty-eight flats saw dangers, and the rules were seen in the rules. The prince put down his pen, moved his wrists, carefully looked at his pen and ink, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Although Qin Lei couldn't appreciate it, he felt that the word was written very well, so he clapped his hands and said, "Good words are good." Then he said:
"I only feel sorry for the growing grass by the stream, and the orioles singing deep trees on it.
The spring tide comes with rain in the evening, and the boats are scattered by the wild ferry."
For some reason, Qin Lei always felt that this poem was lustful and lustful. He held back his smile and said, "I didn't expect that my second brother would recite a good poem. This poem is quite erotic, and I like it very much."
The prince laughed and scolded, "You ignorant thing, this is what Wei Yingwu did, with a calm mind and a sad mood. Where did the erotic come from?" He was originally in a depressed mood, so he wrote this little poem that was quite resentful. He was disturbed by Qin Lei, and the feeling of hurting the past and the present suddenly flew out of the sky.
Qin Lei laughed and didn't argue. He insisted that this was a lewd poem.
The prince snorted angrily: "If you feel good about your appetite, take it back and frame it. And this one." He took out a note from his sleeve and threw it to Qin Lei.
Qin Lei took it and opened it and saw that it was the emperor's imperial edict, which was much less nonsense than the imperial edict. "Now, let the fifth prince Lei learn from Qian Weiyong, the left minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Qin this." It was covered with the emperor's seal.
Qin Lei said strangely, "Didn't I ask me to think about it for two days yesterday, why did I get an errand today?"
The prince sat down and took a sip of tea, laughed and said, "How is it that simple? This is to ask you to study with officials from the Ministry of Revenue. If you want to formally assign errands, it will take half a year to go."
Seeing that Qin Lei was a little disappointed, the prince comforted him: "But according to the convention, you will usually be sent wherever you follow. Don't worry."
Qin Lei opened his mouth and thanked the prince. The two brothers had a conversation again, and Qin Lei went back to his yard. However, he did not enter the house, but went out of the East Palace directly from the back door and got into the carriage waiting at the door.
On the carriage, a stubborn bearded Luo Tuo Wensheng was smiling at him.
After Qin Lei got into the car, Chao Wensheng punched him lightly and said with a smile: "You can't dress up more neatly? Do you still want to get married?"
Wensheng originally wanted to tease him and was held back, but Shengsheng turned his head for a long time before he looked up and laughed jokingly: "Xiaosheng doesn't believe that the whole world doesn't like the vicissitudes of our life."
The conversation between the two made Chen Luo's well-maintained face smile, and he teased: "I said Guantao, it's also irreconcilable. Only rich people can be called vicissitudes. What you call - down and out."
Guantao rolled his eyelids and snorted coldly: "A rich man is full of stinking and smelly."
While a few people were chatting and laughing, the carriage walked to a courtyard, drove directly into it, and parked at a water pavilion.
The three of them came down and Qin Lei saw that the courtyard in winter was covered with silver, like a jade building and a fairyland in Yaochi. After asking, he realized that it was the outer house given to Chen Luo by the Shen family. Reminding of the small house given to him by the prince, Qin Lei felt desolate in his heart.
The lake has frozen ice and thick white snow covers it. It makes people on the stone bridge feel like they are walking in the sky.
The three of them walked along the stone bridge to the waterside in the lake. This was a completely closed hall, with exquisite charcoal basins lit in the corner, which was as warm as spring.
There is a table of banquets in the center of the hall, eight light side dishes, and a pot of old wine are still warmed in hot water.
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