Donggong Zhangjiao

"Greetings to the emperor."

The beautiful figure wavered slightly, and the person entered the room with a gentle voice.

"Well, come here."

Pei Yao raised his chin slightly and waved happily.

When Fang Yun came closer, he directly pulled the person to sit on his lap.

Seeing this, Hong Zheng quickly said, "Look no evil." He bowed his head and left.

Fang Yunjiao was as generous as she was angry with Pei Yao, and put her arms around Pei Yao's neck.

"The Emperor is not ashamed."

"I am hugging my beloved concubine, what is there to be ashamed of?" Pei Yao raised his eyebrows, then looked her up and down and said admiringly, "Zhaozhao has fair skin, and people who wear pink underwear become even whiter and tenderer."

"She is the mother of two children, and she is still fair and tender."

Fang Yun stretched out his hand and scratched the bridge of Pei Yao's nose, and then the man grabbed his wrist.

"She's still so naughty. She has a childlike nature, but she's not like the mother of two children. What delicious snacks did you bring me today?"

"The concubines are all here, and the emperor is only thinking about snacks." Fang Yun snorted and retracted his hand, "As expected, the emperor can't even see the concubines now."

While talking, he turned around and pretended to be angry.

Seeing her making trouble, Pei Yao also accompanied her.

Qing Mimi stretched out her hand and suddenly began to scratch her waist. Fang Yun was so itchy that she begged for mercy again and again, almost laughing to the point of tears.

He hugged Pei Yao's neck and gave him several sweet kisses before he was let go.

After playing around for a while, Fang Yun stood up from the dragon's legs and put out the snacks to feed.

It’s not easy to be an emperor either.

Sitting on this batch of books for an entire afternoon was tiring.

After tasting a few pieces of dim sum, Pei Yao stretched out his hands and moved his shoulders and neck.

Seeing this, Fang Yun took the initiative to lean over and help him massage with his own hands.

"Although the emperor is young, sitting for a long time is still harmful to the body, not to mention sitting for a long time with the head down. I was doing embroidery a few days ago, and my neck has been uncomfortable for a while since I lowered my head for a long time. The emperor should at least take care of yourself. .”

"I'd like to, but I'm busy with official duties and I can't be lazy."

Pei Yao closed his eyes and rested, enjoying Fang Yun's massage. Listening to her soft talk, he felt very fulfilled.

"Mr. Zeng gave me a prescription for a plaster. When you feel discomfort in your neck and shoulders, you can apply a plaster. It works very quickly. Why don't you try it too, Your Majesty? I still trust Dr. Zeng's medical skills over the years." ."

"He is the person I assigned to serve you. His natural medical skills are not bad. Since you think it is good, then I will try it too."

Pei Yao nodded in agreement.

Of course, Fang Yun did not just recommend it casually, he also had other purposes.

Mr. Guo Miaochun, the judge of Taiyuan Hospital, is 66 years old. No matter how strong his body is, working hard at Taiyuan Hospital is still not enough.

Dr. Zeng had good medical skills and sufficient qualifications. Now with Fang Yun's support, he is already a popular figure in the Taiyuan Hospital. If he gets more favor from Pei Yao, the position of the next judge of the Taiyuan Hospital will naturally be better.

However, the plaster given by Imperial Physician Zeng is indeed effective. Fang Yue loves embroidery, and now he often practices calligraphy and painting when he has free time. He is also a person who often sits for long periods of time with his head bowed. If the plaster does not work well, she will not recommend it.

After pressing the stick of incense, Pei Yao felt much more comfortable and asked Fang Yun to stop.

He immediately stood up, pulled her to the desk, and pulled out an atlas from a pile of book folders.

"What is this?" Fang Yun took it and took a look, "Renovation plan for the mansion? Who wants to build the mansion?"

Although the princes and princesses will all have to leave the palace to live in the future when they grow up, they are still young now. They usually wait until they are 12 years old before considering these things.Pei Yao opened the album, "It's for Shu Hui's princess mansion. I chose a mansion that was awarded to a certain marquis in the past and revised it. Now, she can be regarded as my only sister."

Among Emperor Chengjing's children, a pair of legitimate children had committed suicide. Prince Dun was the eldest, followed by Princess Shuhui, the fourth child, and Prince Ning, who was about the same age as Pei Yao's royal heirs.

Without direct brothers and sisters, the only place where Pei Yao can express royal family affection and righteousness is through these cousins.

"I have forgotten that Princess Shuhui has reached the age to choose a husband-in-law." Fang Yun curled his lips and smiled, "The emperor has started to repair her mansion now, so he is probably going to choose a husband-in-law for the princess?"

Pei Yao nodded, "Although there is a war, Shuhui's marriage cannot be delayed. She has no father or mother now, and I am the only one who can take care of it for her. This is why the queen mentioned it to me on her birthday, so I remembered it. Get up."

Indeed, if her brother and sister-in-law didn't worry about her, then Princess Shuhui would really have no one to care about.

But if Pei Yao really forgets it, some caring people will think of it one day, and they will criticize Pei Yao and the queen as brothers and sisters for not caring about their sister.

As the saying goes, an eldest brother is like a father, and an eldest sister-in-law is like a mother.

Even though they are cousins, that's pretty much it.

Pei Yao is not the kind of person who is evil to the end, and Princess Shuhui has never offended him, so naturally he is willing to give Princess Shuhui a decent marriage.

So Fang Yun asked, "Since the emperor has already made plans for the princess, then he must have already made an idea about the candidate for the consort."

"If I had an idea, I wouldn't ask you to come and see me," Pei Yao said.

As he said that, he turned back and sat down, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"The queen and I have selected a few candidates, but there are always some inappropriate ones. We haven't made a decision yet. You have always been smart and sharp, and I would like to hear your opinion."

Fang Yun didn't answer in a hurry.

I walked to him and sat down first, then half-joked.

"On the left and right are the candidates who have been selected by the Emperor and the Queen. I am just playing dice for the Emperor. Whichever one is thrown will be counted."

"Slippery!"

Pei Yao looked at her with a smile, put down the tea cup, and then said seriously in a low voice.

"The queen and I have chosen four. One is the queen's cousin. Needless to say, he is both talented and handsome. However, this year's war has not started the scientific examination, and he has not yet received any fame. The other is the cabinet bachelor, Zhang Zonghe's. My eldest grandson, who is working in the Hanlin Academy now, has good talent, learning and character, but his appearance is mediocre."

At this point, Fang Yun interrupted.

"Lord Zhang Zonghe, is Concubine Rui's adoptive father?"

"Yes, that's him. You've seen me take you on a southern tour when I was still the prince." Pei Yao nodded, "Now that Concubine Rui and Prince Ning have left the palace and live alone, this picture The people in the family can also be regarded as royal relatives."

Isn't that right? Zhang Zonghe is Prince Ning's grandfather.

Fang Yun understood clearly, "These two young masters are quite good. The emperor said there are four candidates, but what about the other two?"

"You are familiar with the other two, why don't you take a guess?" Pei Yao said deliberately.

Fang Yun gave him a dirty look, but still took a guess.

"The first two young masters are both literary, and everything is about harmony. Then the last two young masters, are they martial arts practitioners?"

While guessing, Fang Yun observed Pei Yao's expression. When he saw that he was only smiling, he pulled his sleeves and acted coquettishly.

"Okay, Your Majesty, you're going to test my concubine elsewhere. You agreed to let me help you choose someone, but why are you letting me guess? Come on, tell me!"

Being shaken to the point of laughing by her, Pei Yao had no choice but to stop showing off.

He sat up straight and spoke out two names that Fang Yun didn't expect.

"The Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army, the son of the Right Commander-in-Chief, Ye Yunxiao, the eldest son of the Marquis of Nanning, Yang Chengyu."