Work overtime

"Your Majesty, are you having nightmares again?"

Xu Fuhai looked concerned, and gently shook his fan in his hand to fan the emperor.

Checking the emperor's expression, he asked cautiously: "Doctor Jiang has just left, do you want to call him back to show the emperor?"

"No need. Make me a new pot of tea."

Li Beichen lowered his head and rubbed his eyebrows.Thinking of the scene in the dream, he had a momentary heartache.

There is a Guqin in one corner of the room.

Li Beichen sat down in front of the guqin and began to adjust the strings.Xu Fuhai knowingly burned the spices to soothe the nerves, and ordered the little eunuch to make the emperor a pot with hair tips.

Gently grasp and twist slowly, the slender ten fingers press the strings while playing and picking, the music flows out from the fingertips.

They are all songs from The Book of Songs.

Melodious and sweet, Qingwan lingering.

Li Beichen became more and more devoted, but missed someone more and more, and her shadow was always in front of him.

For a while, it was the lively pink and purple clothes when I first saw her, and for a while, it was her cold white sleeves in the dream.

For a while it was her sweet smile, and for a while it was her frowning.

For a while, she was holding a pen to write, and for a while, she was raising a sword to kill the enemy.

At the end of the song, I put my hands on the strings, feeling uneasy and feeling lost.

Li Beichen stroked the concentric peace jade in the clothes on his chest, and asked in his heart, Yuebai, are you and I concentric?

The hourglass in the room was ticking, reminding him of the passage of time.

After a moment of silence, he would get up, return to the desk, and continue to review the memorial.

As if nothing just happened.

After approving a dozen, Li Beichen turned his head and asked with a pleasant face, "Dafu, do you have something to tell me?"

Xu Fuhai immediately bowed his waist and said: "The emperor is wise. Just now the nobleman of Taorui Palace said that he wrote a poem, and I want to ask the emperor to taste it."

Li Beichen's heart skipped a beat, Yuebai, you and I have such a good understanding.

But the expression on his face was faint: "Where is the poem?"

"Here." Xu Fuhai took out a delicate waxed scroll from his sleeve.

"Ms. Fugui said..." Xu Fuhai deliberately paused.

"What?" The emperor was really anxious.

"Say, the emperor will wait until dusk to watch." Xu Fuhai said with a smile.

I thought to myself, this lucky man is too good at it.He knows how to take advantage of people's curiosity.

Li Beichen pinched the scroll in his palm and said lightly, "I know. You can go down."

He played with it fondly, and couldn't wait to disregard Jiang Yuebai's instructions and leave to take it apart.

But he stubbornly endured it.

This anxious sense of excitement and anticipation seized his body and mind.

Thinking that Concubine He would come soon, he quietly put this "secret letter" into his pocket.

There was an unbearable smile on the brow.

Soon after, Hefei came.

It was still the scent he was familiar with, dressed in water-green clothes, with only two hairpins adorned with aventurine jade stuck into her hair, and her makeup was light.

Quiet and pleasant.

Li Beichen felt much better looking at it: "Come here and grind the ink."

It's just that Concubine He knows Li Beichen better than Concubine Jing, understands Li Beichen's personality and needs, and has rich work experience for so many years.

Also know what kind of clothes to wear on what occasion, what kind of things to do, there are codes.

For example, the Qinzheng Hall is where the emperor works.In addition, there will be ministers coming to discuss matters.Then the decent and elegant business attire is the most suitable.

Heavy smoky makeup and coquettish peach blossom makeup are not suitable.The clothes are similar, too strong, provocative styles and colors are not suitable.

Seductive perfumes such as "opium" are not suitable for normal work situations.

This is especially true for Li Beichen, who is diligent and self-disciplined.

So after she came to the Hall of Qinzheng, she devoted herself to grinding ink, kept a long distance, and didn't think about him.

In fact, she was happy to be able to stay in a position where the emperor could see at a glance.

In the past, Hefei often accompanied her, and grinding ink was just a trivial matter for her.

She will not be inexperienced like Concubine Jing, who grinds continuously until her hand breaks, and the ink in the inkstone is overflowing, and it is easy to overturn.

Instead, judge flexibly based on the emperor's rhythm and the remaining ink in the inkstone.In the middle, I sat on the spot and rested for a while, and then continued to grind when needed.

Keep quiet in the middle, watch from a distance and don't go for profanity, just think of a way to seduce the emperor.

Li Beichen was quite satisfied, his expression eased a lot, he raised his eyes and nodded his praise: "Hefei, you are doing well."

"The emperor's absurd praise." Receiving the emperor's praise, Concubine He's heart fluttered, and her face was full of smiles.

What is required in work is to use brains, work skillfully, maintain a stable and reliable output, and satisfy the leader.

Instead of blindly working recklessly, appearing to be working hard, but actually unable to keep up with the rhythm, unable to grasp the key points, messing things up, leading to dissatisfaction, and being scolded.

It's just that the emperor's praise after comparing Concubine Jing with Concubine He, coupled with the anxiety and excitement about attending bedtime at night, made Concubine He feel like a deer, and his mind was no longer as full of ink as before, and the rhythm was messed up.

In a trance, she almost knocked over the inkstone in her hand by accident, but fortunately she had quick eyesight and quick hands, and suppressed it in time, but a little splashed out onto the clothes and the table.

Concubine He peeked at the emperor's face anxiously, for fear that the emperor would be angry.

The emperor glanced at it, frowned slightly, and said nothing.

Seeing this situation, Xu Fuhai immediately assisted Concubine He to clean up the scene tacitly.

With the help of Concubine He, Li Beichen's work progressed much faster.

It's just that when he was reviewing memorials, he often needed to consult books and previous related memorials, which were often interrupted.

In a pile of memorials, one needs to open one by one to search, the summary of a certain matter and the respective instructions of the six related business lines.Especially the instructions of Meng Xiang and Chen Xiang.

But the memorials in the study are simply arranged in chronological order, not classified by item or department at all.

How to simply rely on impressions is too hasty.

Therefore, some notes can only be put aside temporarily and cannot be approved.

Li Beichen is going to classify them in the court tomorrow, and report directly on the spot.

In order to prevent the blind man from figuring out the elephant, different ministries talk about different ministries, talk about each other, push each other, and have been in the process of repeating invalid discussions.

Finally come to an end.

Li Beichen frowned, and said in a gentle voice, "Hefei, you have worked hard. Have a cup of tea."

Concubine He was surprised at first, but then she pursed her lips and smiled, she felt that those past days had come back.

Just now their cooperation was so tacit, and the emperor was in such a happy mood, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows.

Even if she made a mistake, he didn't mind.

Concubine He stared at the emperor full of tenderness, "It is an honor for my concubine to be able to grind ink for the emperor. It's just that doctor Jiang told my concubine that my concubine is cold and should not drink tea."

"Oh. That's it." Li Beichen put away his smile and nodded slightly, "Xu Fuhai, ask the imperial dining room to cook a bowl of sugar water for warming the palace and stomach."

Concubine He was overwhelmed by the flattery. She didn't know why the emperor was so considerate all of a sudden. She thought she was also preparing for the night, so she shyly thanked her, "Thank you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is so kind to his concubines."

In fact, Li Beichen just said casually that after the subordinates work hard, they will give some polite benefits.

Just like working overtime until late at night, the leader ordered a bunch of high-end takeaways and milk tea.

The subordinates were so moved that they wept bitterly, thinking that the leader was so considerate and cared about his subordinates.

In fact, the leader is just hungry, or it is just that the emotional card of small favors is more cost-effective than paying overtime pay for promotion and salary.

Li Beichen looked out the window, wishing that the sun would set soon so that he could open the wax seal and read the note.

Concubine He: "Should the concubine beat the emperor's back?"

I'm a bit busy today, [-]rd to [-]th watch.Depends on the situation~
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