Chapter 29 He is an emperor, not a rag collector
[Yan Kang, Xiaoqi of the Yulin Guards, was punished with a hundred military sticks for violating military regulations and was expelled from the Yulin Guards. 】
[Tsk, tsk, if a hundred military sticks are used, this Yan Kang will be disabled even if he is not dead. 】
Chu Liuzheng, who worked the night shift in Wenhua Hall, his eyes lit up and he silently gave Xiao Xiazi a thumbs up.
Who is Yan Kang?
Xiao Jingfan, who heard his heartfelt voice, turned to look at the woman who was deserting in front of him again, coughed lightly and said: "Kanmo."
Chu Liuzheng stopped reading the gossip and turned to look at Manager Zhou.
——I’m calling you, come on.
Zhou Yuande said to himself that the person Your Majesty called was not him at all. What are you going to do?
He didn't move his feet and winked at Chu Liuzheng.
——His Majesty is calling you, go quickly!
Chu Liuzheng... didn't move either.
[Why do you have to work two jobs for one salary? The tyrant didn’t name him. 】
Xiao Jingfan: "..."
He couldn't help but reflect for a moment. Could it be that the moon silver was really missing?
The result of Zhou Yuande and Chu Liuzheng not moving was that Caiyue moved.
She stepped forward, rolled up her smoky pink sleeves, and exposed a section of her bright white wrist. She poured a small spoonful of tea onto the inkstone, then picked up the cinnabar ink stick with two fingers and began to grind it.
The beauty lowered her head with a supple posture, unintentionally revealing the fair and delicate back of her neck, which dazzled people's eyes.
Hao's wrist turned slightly, and the ink dissolved into the water.
The long and curly eyelashes, like butterfly wings, flap gently with the dense fragrance, stirring the hearts of others.
Xiao Jingfan looked sideways at the beauty beside him, his eyes moving slightly.
[Ouch~ I’m watching, I’m watching! 】
【Wow wow wow! Miss Caiyue is actually capable of seducing, and she keeps it hidden. 】
[This kind of "Woman, you caught my attention" evil look, it turns out that the tyrant likes this one. Tsk tsk, the little beauty’s red sleeves add fragrance, I would love her too. 】
The corners of Xiao Jingfan's eyes twitched. Why is this woman thinking about random things all day long? Can she think of something serious?
[Hey, why didn’t the tyrant take any action? 】
[According to the normal routine of a domineering king falling in love with me, shouldn't the tyrant put the little beauty into his arms now, wave everyone away, and check with the little beauty whether the royal book is strong? 】
Xiao Jingfan: "..."
[Could it be that the rumors are true? The reason why the tyrant does not go to the harem often is because he is not good at that? 】
Xiao Jingfan: "..."
He's doing great!
[Strange, it’s not in the system either. Let me see, last time the tyrant and Chun Zhaoyi...]
"Cough cough cough!" Xiao Jingfan suddenly coughed violently, causing everyone in the Wenhua Hall to look over.
Caiyue stepped forward and thoughtfully stretched out her hand to help Xiao Jingfan caress his chest.
[Ouch~ I’m getting started! I’m getting started! 】
Chu Liuzheng had a pair of bright apricot eyes.
[Tyrant, hurry up and grab the delicate hands of the beauty! 】
The tyrant didn't catch him, and he even brushed away the hand that was stroking his chest.
He stared at the palace maid in front of him and asked coldly: "Did you use perfume?"
Caiyue's cheeks were slightly red and she lowered her head slightly and said, "Yes."
No wonder I felt bored just now.
Xiao Jingfan covered his nose in disgust and ordered in a cold voice: "Drag it down and wash it in the moon pool!"
The Moon Pond is a small artificially dug pond behind the Wenhua Palace. It is named after its shape like a crescent moon. There are several water lilies and a dozen red carps planted in it. Xiao Jingfan often goes there for a walk when he is tired from reviewing poems.
It was late autumn, the night breeze was blowing, and the water was bitingly cold.
[Tsk, tsk, let me take a cold bath at night. Does the tyrant know what it means to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade? 】
Love the fragrance and cherish the jade?
Xiao Jingfan glanced at Caiyue, who was being held by two eunuchs, like a charity. With this face, he didn't scold him in his heart for looking at this woman. How could he expect him to pity her?
He is an emperor, not a rag collector.
If Caiyue knew that she was compared to rags by Emperor Shunguang, she would probably cry down the two Great Walls. It's not much better now, tears are falling down like beads on her white face, and paired with that panicked little face, it's really pitiful.
Chu Liuzheng secretly raised his eyebrows.
This girl's rank is higher than the previous ones. Look at this girl who is silently weeping without shouting or making a fuss. Even she can't bear to look at it. Maybe she can really make the tyrant relent.
It is impossible to be soft-hearted.
Xiao Jingfan felt the dull aroma lingering around him, which made him upset.
He threw the memorial away and said angrily: "Prepare water and take a bath."
Zhou Yuande quickly ordered people to prepare.
Chu Liuzheng felt that nothing happened to him, so he raised his feet and followed Zhou Yuande out, but unexpectedly heard a voice from behind: "Come back."
Chu Liuzheng stepped aside very consciously and said to Zhou Yuande: "Eunuch Zhou, Your Majesty is calling you."
Zhou Yuande: "..."
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Your Majesty is clearly calling you.
He gave Chu Liuzheng a look that showed him how to behave, and stepped out of the palace gate.
Chu Liuzheng: "..."
【Ma Dan! The dead eunuch has no loyalty! Leave me alone to face the coming storm! 】
Chu Liuzheng took a deep breath, turned around, walked back to the desk, bowed his head and knelt down, "I will listen to the holy edict respectfully."
Xiao Jingfan stared at her for a moment, then uttered two words from his thin lips: "Practice ink."
"Wei."
[Grind ink, grind ink, grind ink, can you use up all this ink? 】
Looking at the woman next to him who kept scolding him in her mind but showed no trace of impatience on her expression, Xiao Jingfan raised his eyebrows and said, "Put it down and grind it again."
Chu Liuzheng: "..."
Okay, okay, being an emperor is arbitrary, right?
She poured the ink on the inkstone into the porcelain jar in the corner as instructed, wiped the surface of the inkstone before walking back and grinding the ink carefully.
Xiao Jingfan didn't criticize her, he only held his head with one hand and looked at her lazily, his eyes sliding from her fair face to his hands.
These hands, with skin as white as jade and slender fingers, are beautiful hands, perfect for doing elegant things.
The hands just now seemed to be white too.
Xiao Jingfan frowned as he recalled, he had only glanced at it and had no impression.
But it shouldn't be as good-looking as the hands now.
Chu Liuzheng's back was slightly stiff, which made Xiao Jingfan stare so hard that the hairs all over his body stood up.
[Why is the tyrant staring at my hands? I'm not lazy! 】
[Does the tyrant think my hands are pretty and want to chop them off and make them into collectibles? 】
【嘤嘤嘤, no! ! ! 】
Xiao Jingfan, who simply thought his hands were pretty and wanted to look at them more: "..."
His eyes moved back to Chu Liuzheng's face and asked: "Why don't you use powder?"
Chu Liuzheng put down the ink stick and blessed his body first before saying, "I will not like it if you reply to Your Majesty."
【Do I not like it? The powder is expensive! Death is expensive, death is expensive! ! 】
[After working hard for a month, I only received five taels of silver. I have to spend more than two taels just to deal with favors. The rest must be used to prevent sudden illness, accidents, etc. How can I dare to spend it casually? 】
[Besides, I still have to save money to leave the palace for retirement, so I don’t want to waste money on these rouge and gouache. 】
Xiao Jingfan already had different opinions about the woman next to him, and he was no longer surprised to see one thing on the surface and another on the inside.
This woman has to serve in front of the emperor for a long time, so it's better not to use the powder to save his nose.
Seeing that Xiao Jingfan stopped asking questions, Chu Liuzheng picked up the ink stick again and continued to grind the ink.
[Bake it on, stay on it, the tyrant will be bald sooner or later! 】
Xiao Jingfan: "..."
"Your Majesty, the Yude Hall is ready." Zhou Yuande said outside the hall, "Your Majesty, please move."
(End of chapter)