Chapter 25 Can this blessing be given to others?
Emperor Wu Su only felt that the woman in the distance was very dazzling as she walked around.
Today, because he came to study as a teacher, Ji Qingwu dressed up very plainly, with a bun in a bun, only a green jade hairpin, and no other jewelry.
The skirt of the green gauze swayed back and forth with her footsteps, like a soft blue cloud.
The lower skirt is loose, making the waist appear more slender, making the viewer want to fold it off.
Li Yuzong saw the emperor's gaze falling outside the palace and looked at it for a long time.
He followed his gaze curiously, glanced at it, bowed and came closer, and whispered: "Your Majesty, this is the fifth girl of the Ji family. She came to the study with her daughter. The entrance test was conducted. "
This news actually reached the emperor's ears yesterday, and Li Yuzong reminded him again with all his heart.
Emperor Wu Su glanced at the noisy eunuch, and then looked away.
Then, with a calm expression, he picked up the memorial that he had just thrown aside and gave a reply with a red pen.
With a wave of his hand, there was an iron calligraphy silver hook, and the handwriting that fell on the fold was strong and elegant.
Li Yuzong saw that the emperor's mood seemed to have improved. Although he didn't know why, he tiptoed back and heard Emperor Wu Su giving a cold command.
He plucked his ears in surprise, almost thinking that he had heard wrongly, and then he took the order and went out.
In the study room, there was the sound of low reading.
Ji Qingwu stood at the door, feeling anxious. She was not very nervous when she went out, but the longer she waited, some bad scenes automatically appeared in her mind.
So, when Li Yuzong appeared behind her, she was shocked.
"Miss Ji."
Ji Qingwu suddenly turned around and saw Li Yuzong and the little eunuchs carrying things.
Thinking that she was blocking the way, she quickly got out of the way.
One of the young eunuchs was Xiao Dongzi who came to the mansion that day to convey the order. He smiled and said: "I have met Miss Ji. This is my master, Manager Li Yuzong of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."< br>
In the palace, the eunuchs who serve the emperor are not ordinary servants. The head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs is the one with the most authority.
Ji Qingwu said, neither humble nor arrogant: "I have met Mr. Li."
Li Yuzong was also very polite: "Miss Ji has broken the old slave."
"You guys take the chair Put it here." Li Yuzong commanded his men.
Ji Qingwu looked at a red sandalwood chair with dragon and cloud patterns and placed it in front of her.
This is
Seeing her doubts, Li Yuzong said directly: "This is a reward from His Majesty. The Emperor said that although Miss Ji has an elegant figure, walking around in front of this door is really annoying. "Eye, order Miss Ji to sit down."
The emperor thinks she is an eyesore?
Ji Qingwu's face changed again and again, neither angry nor smiling.
However, when she thought of the terrifying aura of the Holy Emperor in the side hall of Cining Palace that day, she could only sit down and respectfully replied: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."
She watched Li Yuzong return to Qinzheng Hall.
I was also puzzled. This upper study room is at least thirty or forty meters away from the Qinzheng Hall. The emperor's eyesight is really extraordinary.
After she sat down, she didn’t even dare to move her buttocks, and her back was straight as if she was sitting for punishment.
Tweeted and blinked, and said: "Auntie, the emperor is such a good man. Seeing that you are tired from standing, he even asked you to sit down."
Can you give this blessing to others?
Fortunately, a woman was sitting at the door of the upper study room. She was sitting on a chair with a dragon cloud pattern in the Qinzheng Hall. This was an unprecedented sight.
Although the palace people passing by did not dare to comment, a few quietly turned their heads to look at her.
Ji Qingwu was sitting on pins and needles, it would be better to stand.
Li Yuzong quickly returned to Qinzheng Hall and quietly stood in his old place.
At this moment, Emperor Wu Su was holding the fold in his hand, with the ink pen hanging on the paper, his long eyebrows raised, and he glanced at Li Yuzong with cold eyes.
Manager Li, who has always been the best at understanding the holy will, did not understand what the emperor meant.
Li Yuzong looked at Emperor Wu Su's expression and said carefully: "Your Majesty, Miss Ji has already sat down and will not disturb you anymore." Looking from the direction of Qinzheng Hall, Ji Qingwu's The figure has settled down on the chair, sitting dignified and motionless, as if in trance.
The blue clouds are no longer floating, but they are still frustrating.
Emperor Wu Su said with some impatience: "What did you say?"
Only then did Li Yuzong come back to his senses. He wanted to know what Ji Qingwu said in reply.
He quickly replied: "Miss Ji said, thank you for the reward, Your Majesty."
Emperor Wu Su nodded and raised his eyebrows, as if he was still waiting for the next step.
At this time, the sweat on Li Yuzong's head almost wet the fabric on the brim of his hat. He hesitated: "How about I ask Miss Ji if she has anything else to say?"
After a while, a cold voice was heard from above the throne.
"Hiding the rich door."
It means out of sight and out of mind.
For some reason, Emperor Wu Su was particularly difficult to serve today. Li Yuzong was extremely careful and quickly asked his little eunuch to close the two doors, leaving only a gap for ventilation. .
Ji Qingwu watched helplessly as the door of Qinzheng Hall was closed in front of him.
She sits obediently, is it an eyesore? !
If she could, she wouldn't want to enter the palace and hinder the emperor's eyes.
But it’s okay, Ji Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief and sat more casually.
After waiting for a while, an old man wearing an indigo plate-collared narrow-sleeved robe appeared at the door.
Ji Qingwu saw this man's character and strength, and knew that he should be the examiner of the entrance test, that is, the prince and tutor of this dynasty, Qiao Menghan.
When Qiao Menghan saw Ji Qingwu, Jiu Jiu, and this familiar rosewood chair, a gleam flashed in his old eyes.
He recognized this chair. It was the chair where the Emperor Qinzheng summoned his ministers and allowed the elderly and infirm officials to sit down and rest. But why did it appear here?
Qiao Menghan is an old fox in official circles. He didn't say anything and pretended he didn't see it, because this chair didn't appear here for nothing.
Ji Qingwu stood up hurriedly, saw the ceremony, and then stepped aside to watch quietly.
Mr. Qiao nodded, and then asked seriously to the child who only reached his knees: "Are you Gibren's granddaughter?"
The tweet showed no timidity and replied: "Yes. , how do you know my grandfather’s name?”
Mr. Qiao said with a serious smile: "Don't worry about how I know, do you know what you are here for today?"
The little girl said honestly: "Study."
"Since you are studying, you have What are you good at? ”
Tweet He proudly puffed up his little chest and said, "Count the money."
Qiao Menghan stroked his beard and said, "Okay, let me ask you, there are people buying things together today, each person contributes eight yuan, and there is a surplus of three yuan; A person pays seven yuan, but it is less than four yuan. How many people and prices are there? ”
It's a question of profit and loss.
Ji Qingwu's eyes were soft and bright, waiting for his daughter's answer.
Tweet Jiu’s dark eyes rolled a few times, her little hands were clasped, and her little mouth was mumbling.
With half a cup of tea, he said excitedly: "Seven people, fifty-three dollars."
Mr. Qiao nodded, no need for paper and pen, and answered so quickly, he is a wise man. Counting talents.
"There is a famine in a certain place, and the court allocates 10,000 taels of silver for disaster relief. A pound of porridge and rice costs one and a half taels, which is enough for three people. How many people can be fed with this relief money?"
This question is even better than the previous one. It should be simpler, Ji Qingwu encouraged his daughter in his heart.
Tweeted but thought about it for a long time.
The little eyebrows were pulled together, as if they were embarrassed.
“I don’t know.”
(End of this chapter)