Madam, she always wants to run away

Chapter 26
In the morning of this day, Xiao Lian was quite absent-minded.

The Ministry of War and the Ministry of Households were arguing over the matter of cutting military expenditures, but Xiao Lian was thinking about other things.

To be precise, he was thinking of Li Ying.

Yesterday in the carriage, he said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Call me your husband." Originally, he had no hope, but when the carriage stopped at the gate of the palace and he was about to give up completely, she suddenly attached to him. In his ear, he called out "Husband~" like a mosquito, and then jumped out of the carriage as if fleeing.

Sitting alone in the carriage, Xiao Lian was immersed in her sweet "Husband" for a long time...

When he came to his senses and wanted to hear her call again, Li Ying was ashamed and refused to admit it, insisting that he had heard it wrong.

Of course Xiao Lian knew that he had heard correctly. At this moment, the chattering noise of a group of ministers around him did not prevent him from continuing to ponder those two words, and the corners of his mouth even curled up unconsciously.

He could feel that she was gradually letting go of her guard against him, which was a good start.In time, she must be able to treat him like her family, Xiao Lian thought.

"Xiao Lian, what do you think of this matter?" The emperor asked suddenly, pulling Xiao Lian's thoughts back from a thousand miles away.

"Return to Your Majesty." Xiao Lian came out and said, "I think cutting the military expenditure is a temporary solution, but not the root cause, but to see how much of the military expenditure allocated by the imperial court actually goes to the barracks, [-]%, [-]%, or even less than [-]%? "

"That's right." The emperor nodded approvingly: "You have stayed in the frontier for so long. Zhou Jian, do you understand? Don't think about cutting this or that every time the treasury is tight. Check the Ministry of Household Affairs carefully. How much of the allocated money has been withheld layer upon layer, and how many people have been greedy for military pay and filled their own pockets!"

Zhou Jian, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, has stabbed a hornet's nest. The emperor's words are very blunt, and it seems that another group of people will suffer.

"If there is something to do, go back to the court if there is nothing to do." The emperor waved his hand in a bad mood. People with discerning eyes would not speak out at this time, but there were some people who did not believe in evil.

"The minister has the book to play." The person who came out was Hua Guogong Chen Yuanyong, the father of Concubine Rong, and the grandfather of the fourth prince.No wonder, he was the only one of his generation who dared not to care about the emperor's feelings.

The emperor lifted his butt halfway and sat back on the dragon chair. He asked patiently, "Duke Hua, what do you want to play?"

"Your Majesty, five dynasties have passed since the founding of Daling, and now the world is peaceful, the country is prosperous and the people are safe. This is due to your Majesty's wisdom and martial arts, and his ability to govern the country well." Hua Guogong flattered the country for a long time, but he still hasn't said what he wants to report. What is it.

Based on Xiao Lian's experience, generally the more extravagant the exaggeration in the front, the more difficult the demands made later.

Sure enough, Hua Guogong continued: "But your majesty, looking at the four generations of emperors in Daling, all of them established a prince early to appease people's hearts. Although you are in the prime of life, your majesty, the position of prince has been vacant for a long time. , it will allow some people to take advantage of the opportunity to form a party for personal gain, and if things go on like this, it will be detrimental to the country and the common people!"

After Hua Guogong finished speaking, the courtiers all fell silent, and the faces of the emperor and the eldest prince Xiao Chun darkened at the same time.

Xiao Chengping, the current emperor of the Great Ling Dynasty, was forty years old, and had four sons under his knees: the eldest prince Xiao Chun, the fourth prince Xiao Ling, the eighth prince who was in his prime, and the ninth prince who was still in his infancy.

However, the eldest prince Xiao Chun's biological mother came from a humble background and had no root or foundation in the court. She won the favor of some ministers in the court because of her good deeds in her daily life, and she had a good reputation among the common people because of her love for Buddhism.

Needless to say, the fourth prince, Xiao Ling, came from a prominent background and was backed by the Duke of Hua. However, because he thought he was extraordinary, he was overwhelmed by Xiao Lian who grew up with him everywhere. As a result, he had a sinister personality and was not the choice of a wise king.

To put it simply, the emperor was not satisfied with these two sons, so the matter of establishing a reserve has always been his heart disease.

It's not that no one mentioned it before, but they were all suppressed by the emperor. Now Hua Guogong didn't even talk to him, and he exposed his scars in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty. Naturally, it was a fire for the emperor. Topped with oil.

If it weren't for Duke Hua's noble status, any random person would have been dragged out by the emperor to beat him.

The eldest prince Xiao Chun was furious because of Duke Hua's last sly words. He almost pointed his nose at some people and scolded them!Hmph, Xiao Chun thought to himself, I want to see, how long can your Chen family be so arrogant?

"We will discuss this matter later, and we will retreat." The emperor left without looking back.

Of course, Duke Hua knew that it was impossible to change the emperor's mind with just a few words, and he was just testing it out a little today. Next, there will be more and more violent voices shouting for his grandson Xiao Ling.

Xiao Lian was about to leave the palace, but was invited to the imperial study by the emperor's father-in-law.

As soon as he stepped into the imperial study, Xiao Lian heard the emperor "slap" throwing the memorial on the table to the ground.

"What a Duke of Hua, how dare you threaten me!"

"Your Majesty calm down." Xiao Lian stepped forward to salute.

Seeing Xiao Lian coming, the angry expression on the emperor's face softened a bit: "Lian'er, look, these dignitaries are really emboldened, and dare to join forces to play and force me to make a crown prince!"

"Your Majesty, just treat it like a dog barking and ignore it."

The emperor was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed loudly: "Yiuuu? Hahahahaha, yes, well said, it is dog barking!"

Xiao Lian's words calmed down most of the emperor's anger. Somehow, the emperor said without beginning and end: "Lian'er, sometimes I always think that it would be great if you were my child."

The emperor's words were astonishing, and Xiao Lian couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a while, so he quickly knelt down and said, "Thank you for your love, Xiao Lian would never dare to take it."

"Get up." The emperor seemed to sigh: "I was joking too."

Xiao Lian's back is covered with sweat, this joke will bring him death!

Xiao Lian wasn't sure whether the conversation between him and the emperor in the imperial study had been spread, but the disasters that happened next confirmed his guess.

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Cao Wenxiang, the eldest son of Xuanpinghou Mansion, is a well-known dandy in the capital.

But a few days ago, the Xuanping Hou Mansion suffered some kind of crime. They sold their ancestral house and replaced it with a new house on Changning Street, which was much smaller than the old one. Not to mention those concubines, those who were dismissed were dismissed, and those who were sold were sold.

Cao Wenxiang was out of words, and no one in the mansion told him what happened. He only knew that overnight, he lost all fun.

Cao Wenxiang quarreled and quarreled, but his stepmother Zhao Minying, who was always obedient to him, wanted to confront him as if she had become determined after eating a weight.Even his father, who turned a blind eye to him, didn't follow him this time, but said earnestly: "My son, the Hou family really has no food left. If you continue to be so ridiculous, our family will suffer. Went to the street to beg for food..."

What a joke, he is the dignified son of the Xuanping Hou Mansion, who goes to the streets to beg for food?Impossible, father is definitely lying to him!
Cao Wenxiang was bored in the room for a few days, and the days without the company of beauties and fine wines were insipid. He felt that his whole body was going to grow hair. What is the difference between his life and that of a monk?

How unreasonable!Cao Wenxiang couldn't hold back anymore, he wanted to go out to have fun!

On this day, Cao Wen told people that a troupe from Nan Bianer was newly invited to the most famous Changyin Building in the capital. Order people to harness the carriage and go to Changyin Building.

In the Changyin building, there were many people.

"Come here, bring me a pot of Yuquan wine." In the private room on the second floor, Cao Wenxiang was drinking alone. Since his family had an accident, his group of cronies and friends have all disappeared.

He hadn't had a drop of alcohol in the past few days, and finally got interested today, Cao Wenxiang drank a little fiercely, before the play started, his cheeks were flushed from drinking, and he yelled in the direction of the stage: "Okay! "

In the private room next door, several people dressed as scholars frowned as they smelled the smell of alcohol.

"It's just because the former alliance is gone, and I'm bitterly remembering the remnants of the relationship, but I just hold on to the old alliance. The king of the lotus never abandons, thinks about everything, and searches for slaves in the blue sky..."

"The same heart tin box is reunited today, and Shuangfei is facing the hairpin swallow again. I am so sad when I think about it, and I can't help crying when I see each other again..."

Cao Wenxiang shook his head along with the tune, a satisfied smile appeared on his drunken face.

After singing a song, there was thunderous applause.Cao Wenxiang stood in the private room on the second floor, waved his hand, and sprinkled a large handful of broken silver on the stage. Those actors stood on the stage, neither picking it up nor not picking it up, but it caused the spectators to crawl On stage, the scene was chaotic for a while, but Cao Wenxiang was proud of his actions.

"Come here, give me another pot of wine!" Cao Wenxiang was in a good mood, and unknowingly drank another pot. He staggered towards the backstage. He was a frequent visitor of Changyin Building. It's easy to get up.

"Oh, my son! I didn't know you were here today. Please bear with me if you are negligent." The owner of the stage is a discerning man. Seeing that the person is the son of the Xuanping Houfu, he hurriedly greeted him. .

"The new troupe is good, I'm going to meet them."

The smile on the boss's face stiffened, and he apologized and said, "Oh, my lord, what a coincidence, a few young masters just went in and said they wanted to ask for advice."

Cao Wenxiang was full of alcohol, and said angrily: "What kind of a son of a bitch, can you still go past the face of the master?"

Seeing that neither side could afford to offend, the boss begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, calm down, Your Majesty, please calm down... If you are more accommodating, I will come as soon as I go."

"hurry up!"

The boss pushed the door with his tail between his legs and entered the backstage. The moment the door opened, there was a burst of singing and singing, mixed with laughter, which seemed very lively.

Cao Wenxiang outside the door waited patiently for half a quarter of an hour, suffocating his anger, seeing that the boss hadn't come out, he got angry, yelled, and kicked at the door.

There was a loud "swing", and the backstage door of the theater fell to the ground.Inside the door, several actors aged thirteen or fourteen, and three young gentlemen dressed as scholars looked at Cao Wenxiang in shock, and everyone's smiles froze on their faces.

The leading scholar frowned and said, "Who is here?"

The person next to him reminded in a low voice: "It was the one who was drinking and throwing away money in the private room next door."

Hearing this, Qin Chuan frowned even deeper.He is a drama idiot. He heard that there was a new cast in Changyin Building today, and he asked someone to buy tickets, and asked the eldest prince for leave, so he had a chance to feast his ears.Unexpectedly, I met this rascal, who didn't know how to play, but was arty, and ruined a good play with that smell of copper.

The two sides were at war, and the owner of the theater saw that the situation was not good, so he hurried out to make peace: "Cao Shizi, calm down, this is Mr. Qin Chuan, Mr. Qin, who is obsessed with folk art, and came here specially to ask for advice. No, he forgets the time when he is happy..."

"Get lost!" The boss didn't say a word, but was kicked by Cao Wenxiang and collapsed on the ground.

Qin Chuan saw that he was a member of the Xuanping Hou Mansion, although he was holding back his anger, he had to give face, and replied patiently: "Cao Shizi? It must be the Xuanping Hou Mansion's son. Today Qin is only here to discuss folk arts, I don't know Cao Why is this so, son?"

But he saw that Cao Wenxiang was staring at Qin Chuan, motionless, as if he was following a demon.

　Oops, after finishing writing, I realized that Yingying's scenes today are so few~ I'll make up for it tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)