I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

"Because you have a good princess!" Zhe Yu said lightly.

Ying Zheli seemed to be hit by a big bell, staring at Zhe Yu for a moment, and recovered his expression, "I don't understand what Taichang Siqing said."

Understand, but also pretend not to understand.

Zhe Yu chuckled, and shook the Jiancup with his slender fingers, the tea in it was yellow and refreshing. "The concubine has a strong temper. If the prince doesn't say hello, he will take the woman back. I'm afraid the concubine will be angry. It's a trivial matter to cry and make trouble. But the concubine's father is the most upright speech officer in this day. Are you afraid that he will take part in the next book? And Your Majesty is a person who loves and misses the past, otherwise, why has Concubine Si been so favored for so many years? How will I treat you, Your Highness Prince Li?"

Every word Zhe Yu said stuck in Ying Zheli's heart.

That's right, crying and making troubles are trivial things, even if she hanged herself, the princess has done it too.

However, this matter was suppressed by King Li, how could Zhe Yu know?

Concubine Li's father is an official of Yushitai, who in the court doesn't care about talking about officials? For the impeachment of officials, no matter whether there is a mistake or not, no matter how big the mistake is, it is enough to drink a pot.

Ying Zheli lowered his eyes, his heart was overwhelmed. "The Minister of Taichang Temple has been in the court for less than a year, but he knows quite a lot about the officials in the court." There was no lack of irony in his tone.

Zhe Yu had a pleasant smile, and cupped his fists to the sky, "The reward of eating the king is to share the worries for the king."

Shit sharing worries!

"The general is out, and the king's life is not accepted, let alone the jealousy of women?"

"The father of the concubine is a speech officer." Zhe Yu summed it up in one word.

"I, Da Yan, have always treated prisoners of war like this."

"The father of the concubine is the speaker." Zhe Yu repeated.

Ying Zheli's forehead was protruding, and he was very angry. He said several reasons in succession, and Zhe Yu always said the same thing.

Ying Zheli pointed directly at his nose, and said angrily, "Even if this king doesn't accept that woman, he catches a few women to reward the soldiers and send them to the emperor, what's wrong?"

He was ready, and Zhe Yu would repeat it like a starling, and he didn't want Zhe Yu to change his words: "I heard that in the army, leading troops in battle pays attention to leading by example. The marshal is not fooled by women, and he doesn't want to kill, you are righteous." Master, how can the soldiers under your command act recklessly? Could it be that the soldiers have high merits and are still higher than you, Marshal?"

In normal times, anyone would be very happy to be flattered and put on a top hat, but Ying Zheli couldn't be happy. "Don't worry about my king's affairs. Taichang Temple Minister, please go back."

When the other party gave the order to evict the guest, Zhe Yu also stood up and dusted off the non-existent dust. "When King Li first arrived in Fengcheng, he was disrupted by Pei Yuanxian, leading him by the nose. Do you still remember who helped you? When King Li was able to capture the city, who was the first to attack the city from the inside? Door? The good news you sent out today, King Li, didn’t say a word about it. Is there a ghost in your heart? Or, King Li is so confident that His Majesty will believe what you say. I also have a notebook in my hand, can I get there? In His Majesty's hands, it's up to you, Prince Li."

This is a threat and a conspiracy.

Zhe Yu used the credit of the siege to exchange those women from being humiliated.

If you just won Zheli, you can ignore it, but now you have to face it squarely.

He knew that the Queen Mother liked Taichang Siqing and Baicaoshi, but His Majesty's attitude was ambiguous, so he dared not bet. "Don't bother Taichang Temple to remind you, this king knows how to do it."

Oriha smiled and left the meeting room.

**

The twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month passed like this, and Baicaoshi woke up on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, which is New Year's Eve.

The yard where she is is very lively. The chef of Quanjufang is cooking, Shinichi and Bai Xiaoshu are lighting the fire, Dazhonglou is fighting, and Haidong Qingqinglu is staring at the pot, and the two wolves have also entered the city.

Oriha put up window grilles in the room.

"Yu Bao, it's a little crooked." She opened her eyes, said with a weak smile.

Zhe Yu immediately put down the work in hand, trotted to the bedside, "My Shibao, you finally woke up."

His hands were still stained with batter. He wanted to touch her face, but finally stopped in mid-air and kissed the corner of her mouth.

Baicaoshi was in a good mood, giggling, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet, Yu Bao."

"It doesn't matter, I just want to kiss."

When she fell asleep, she didn't know how worried he was. Now he just wants to hold her in his arms, love her and love her well.

Looking at the frost on the window, Baicaoshi lamented that time flies by like a fleeting horse, coming and going in a hurry. "Yu Bao, it's Chinese New Year again, I'm one year older."

"Well, my poetry treasure has gained another year of wisdom."

Already nineteen years old.

Baicaoshi lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, but Zhe Yu grabbed her.

"Don't move around, her injury is still not healed." Putting her hand in his heart, his amber eyes were as gentle as water, "I'm sorry Shishi, I caused you to be hurt. If I..."

His mouth was covered by Baicaoshi, and Baicaoshi shook his head, "I don't blame you, how would you know? The regent is so cruel."

Mentioning the Regent is always an unpleasant topic. Zhe Yu changed the topic, "Shishi, after the New Year today, let's go back to Wanzhou and find the master, okay? You haven't seen him for a long time, you must miss him very much, right?"

How could Baicaoshi not understand Zhe Yu's thoughts, Zhe Yu was planning to find a master to help her unravel the gu. Thinking of this, Baicaoshi would feel very guilty. The master left his hometown for her, and basically never enjoyed Qingfu.

"I'm a teacher now, and I can take care of myself. It's not good for the master to run around after the Chinese New Year."

Zhe Yu was unwilling to give up, but what could compare to Baicaoshi's health? "Listen to me on this matter, good boy, Shishi."

Baicaoshi was amused by him, and leaned her head on his shoulder, snuggling deeply. "Yu Bao, tell me the truth, how is Yan Song's relationship now? Where has the regent gone? Will he fight back?

Zhe Yu scraped her upturned nose, it had been a long time since he did this, so he wanted to revisit it. "We are now in a state of war, and we may fight at any time. However, the regent vomited blood from our anger, and he seemed to be seriously injured. He has already retreated to Qinzhou. The counterattack may not be big, and the injury alone is enough for him to support him for half a year. "

Baicaoshi was a little relieved, but suddenly remembered something.

"Yubao, the relationship between Yan and Song was tense, and Pei Yuanxian returned to Qinzhou, but Qinzhou... There are many merchants in Dayan in Qinzhou, and Yam is also in Qinzhou... Will he be in danger?"

This is indeed a thorny issue before us.

If Pei Yuanxian can even get rid of herbal poems, let alone yam?

Zhe Yu didn't care about it before, but now this issue is on the surface.

"Yubao?" Baicaoshi asked carefully, shaking Zheyu's arm, "After the New Year, how about we go to Qinzhou in disguise? Bring the yam back."

Yam is still so young, if she is implicated because of her, she will never be able to forgive herself.

Zhe Yu held her waist tighter, as if afraid of losing her, he offered a compromise plan. "Shishi, you won't be able to move for the time being after the next year, and your body needs to be raised for a while. In this way, I will ask Zhenyi to go to Wanzhou to pick up the master to help you see a doctor. Then let Da Chonglou bring some powerful My subordinates, sneak into Qinzhou and pick up the yam, do you think it is possible?"

In the final analysis, my health is too bad, Baicaoshi rubbed her black hair, and made up her mind to make up for "The Book of the Witch Lord" as soon as possible, and strive to unravel the remaining quilt voodoo as soon as possible, so that they can be healthy and healthy, and don't let them do it for themselves. Worry.

Today's New Year's Eve dinner was quite lively.

Shinichi, Ochoro, and the two chefs all ate together. Two wolves gathered around the table.

Baicaoshi didn't have time to prepare red envelopes this year, but Zhe Yu had already prepared them for her.

"Here, these are red envelopes prepared by Madam for you, and those who see them will have a share."

Shinichi had won the red envelope, and carefully hid the red envelope in his breast pocket.

It was the first time that Da Chonglou received a red envelope, and he stuttered with excitement. "Here, do I have red envelopes too? I heard that His Majesty gave red envelopes to princes and princesses last year, but it turns out that red envelopes look like this."

Although Da Chonglou is a concubine, he is not welcomed by the princess, and he is not brought into the palace during festivals, so there are many things that he only hears, but never sees in person.

Baicaoshi said with a smile: "The red envelope suppresses the bad luck in the past, and everything goes well this year. In the future, as long as you are still with the young master, you will have red envelopes."

Even at this time, she did not forget to win people's hearts for Zhe Yu.

Zhe Yu was happy in his heart, with such a lady, what more could the husband ask for?