Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 342
Imperial City, Renqing Palace.

Zhao Xiaoyin was young, he was registered as King Yin, and had no residence outside the palace, so the Renqing Palace in the imperial city was designated by the emperor as the residence of King Yin.

At this moment, Zhao Xiaoyin was eating snacks in the small garden, with tea warming on the small stove, and two trusted eunuchs and palace maids sat around with him, telling him anecdotes that happened in Chang'an City this morning.

After he was three or four years old, he gradually understood the truth and showed a benevolent and generous side.

He often gave gifts to the maids and eunuchs, some snacks, some tea, and some food made by Wu Meiniang herself. Although there were no gold, silver, jade, brocade and silk, they were very popular in the harem.

"His Royal Highness Prince Yin!"

An old man in brocade clothes walked quickly, holding something respectfully in both hands, like a letter or an invitation.

The old man fell to his knees and presented it respectfully:
"My lord hosted a banquet at You hour today, and specially sent this old slave to deliver the invitation."

The old man is the housekeeper of Prince Xiaoyao's mansion. He was given the surname Li, and he was called Youliu, Li Youliu.

Many wealthy merchants in Chang'an City had to respectfully address him as the sixth master when they met him. At this moment, he was kneeling respectfully on the ground, his old face covered with fine beads of sweat.

Zhao Xiaoyin took the invitation, but did not check it immediately, but put it on the stone table aside, stood up and helped the butler Li Youliu, and the maid beside him obediently let Li Youliu sit down.

Li Youliu looked grateful and even more respectful. He tremblingly took the warm tea handed over by King Yin himself.

"Let's take a break first, it's still early, there's no rush." ​​Zhao Xiaoyin smiled innocently, and pushed another plate of dim sum.

Li Youliu was flattered, holding the teacup, tremblingly said:

"Thank you, His Royal Highness Prince Yin."

At this moment, an eunuch rushed over, knelt down on the ground and crossed his hands to salute:

"His Royal Highness, Lord Di is asking to see you."

Li Youliu's turbid old eyes opened and closed a few times, revealing a few rays of light, and then disappeared. He quickly drank the tea in the cup, and said respectfully:
"His Royal Highness, the old servant still has to deliver invitations to the prime minister's mansion, so I will take my leave first. Please don't blame me, His Royal Highness."

"The business is important." Zhao Xiaoyin's big eyes were round, with a child's innocent smile on his face, and he stuffed a Lingnan tribute orange into Li Youliu's bosom:
"You can slow down on the road. If you are late, just say that I have left an extra cup or two of tea."

Li Youliu looked at the tribute orange in his hand, his eyes flickered for a moment, and soon returned to normal, and he resigned respectfully:

"Prince Yin is benevolent, thank you, old slave."

He got up and walked out, just in time to bump into Di Renjie who was stepping into the garden, the two passed by, but met their eyes for a moment, and did not greet him.

Unity time.

In the east of Chang'an City, Xingyi Fang.

The sky is dimmed, and the evening star will come out.

Xingyi Fang is full of lanterns and festoons, which is very lively.

Li Youliu, the old housekeeper of Xiaoyao Palace, and two servants stood guard at the gate, welcoming the dignitaries and nobles who came to the banquet.

There was a joyful smile on his old face, and he kept bowing his hands and bowing his hands. Outside the Xingyifang of Nuo Da, there were soldiers in armor and swords.

A carriage came from the direction of Suzaku Avenue and stopped at the gate of the Wangfu.

The carriage was not luxurious, but the driver was an eunuch in orange clothes, everyone knew the identity of the owner of the carriage at a glance.

"It's His Royal Highness Prince Yin."

"My minister sees His Royal Highness Prince Yin."

"The old minister sees His Royal Highness Prince Yin."

Officials who had not entered the palace for the banquet attended the ceremony one after another.

"Everyone get up." The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a middle-aged man smiled, his upper lip curled up and his mustache was slightly raised, with a smug expression on his face.

Hearing this slightly hoarse middle-aged voice, the officials attending the banquet widened their eyes and glared angrily:

"Why are you? Di Renjie!"

"Di Renjie, how courageous you are! You actually overstepped your bounds."

"Do you have an invitation and you will go to the banquet?"

"Today's Happy King's banquet, are you here to disrupt the situation?"

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Di Renjie walked briskly, jumped out of the car, and whistled, causing some old officials to blow their beards and stare.

"I asked Mr. Di to ride in the same carriage." Zhao Xiaoyin also stepped out of the carriage, jumped down without stepping on the steps, as light as a swallow.

Seeing King Yin defending him, the officials who attended the banquet immediately fell silent, but many people still cast their fierce eyes on Di Renjie.

Di Renjie officially lives as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, but his authority to act is as if he is the status of Dali Temple Minister. In these years, he has dealt with accumulated old prison lawsuits, with a total of more than [-] cases.

These large and small prison lawsuits involved more than half of the officials in the court. After all, who doesn't have a servant who is arrogant and domineering?

However, Di Renjie handled the case impartially and strictly, adhering to the laws of the Tang Dynasty, which offended many people and damaged the interests of many people.

If it wasn't for being highly regarded by the emperor, and Di Renjie had a good relationship with Zhao Wujiang and Zhao Taifu, there might be no room for him in this court.

Although there are many officials who admire Di Renjie's uprightness, they are a minority after all. When their interests are damaged, most courtiers can't show Di Renjie a good look.

"His Royal Highness, please come inside, the prince has been waiting for a long time." The housekeeper Li Youliu respectfully made a gesture of invitation.

Zhao Xiaoyin and Di Renjie stepped into the palace together with the eunuch in orange clothes. As soon as they entered the palace, the noise was heard, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras drifted over from the inner hall. It seemed that the inside was already singing and dancing.

When Zhao Xiaoyin and others stepped into the mansion, Li Youliu beckoned the rest of the servants to continue to stand at the gate to receive everyone, while he followed Zhao Xiaoyin with a flattering smile.

On the long corridor, Li Youliu glanced around without a trace, then quickly followed Zhao Xiaoyin's pace, took out a purple sachet from his arms, and handed it to Zhao Xiaoyin respectfully:
"His Royal Highness, this is a sachet made of Dongshao from the hometown of the old slave. It is mild in nature. This Dongshao not only has the effect of calming the nerves, but after grinding, wherever the powder is sprinkled, it will gradually become that kind of sachet. The same color, it can be regarded as an interesting portrait, if His Highness does not dislike it, I hope to accept it."

When Zhao Xiaoyin heard the peculiarity of this winter peony powder, his eyes lit up immediately, he took the sachet, sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, the fragrance entered his nose, and he felt relaxed and happy.

He opened the string of the purple sachet again, and inside was bright purple powder like the sand of a star river.

"It smells good. It just so happens that I lack a sachet. It will be fragrant wherever I go in the future." He grinned happily, and Li Youliu, an official next to him, heard this, and his old face smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"His Royal Highness is here." The four of Zhao Xiaoyin heard a shout outside the palace. The voice was loud and contained strong joy.

"His Royal Highness Prince Yin." Butler Li Youliu bowed.

"Brother Prince should bring a lot of presents, go and help." Zhao Xiaoyin fiddled with the sachet in his hand, fondling it.

Although King Yin is young, Li Youliu, the old steward of Linglongxin, felt emotional. He just wanted to say that he would go out to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, but he was worried that King Yin would be left out in the cold. However, King Yin was the first to think of an excuse for him. .

He looked grateful, and hurried back, and soon only Di Renjie, Zhao Xiaoyin, and the eunuch in orange were left in the corridor.

The eunuch in orange is Zhao Xiaoyin's confidant, his force is unknown, but he is obviously not someone who can be sent to protect Zhao Xiaoyin.

"Why, is there something wrong with this sachet?" Di Renjie looked around at the architectural layout of the prince's mansion, and asked casually.

Zhao Xiaoyin played with the sachet, looked it over and over, and said with certainty: "No, the sachet is just an ordinary sachet, but this incense, I have seen it before."

"This fragrance is rare in Chang'an City."

Zhao Xiaoyin hung the sachet on his waist and put his hands behind his back, looking like a young adult. The jade crown on his head showed a warm and dark color under the night, and it shook slightly as he shook his head and chuckled:

"Brother Prince gave me a six-color ink square, the incense used on it is this kind"

(End of this chapter)