She favors the Sixth Palace again

In the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, Ning Zhao was sitting at the top with an expressionless face, holding a memorial in his hand, but his eyes fell on it for a long time without moving.

The palace is filled with warm aroma, and the incense burner with gold cloud and dragon patterns is floating out of the aromatic mist. It is a soothing incense with a fresh taste. It is not from the palace, but more like Yun Yu's style.

There were only Ning Zhao and Qin Yunzheng in the palace. Wang Defu had been sleeping well and was standing guard outside.

Qin Yunzheng's eyes quickly drifted away from the incense burner, and then he still maintained a humble posture and stood quietly under Ning Zhao.

About a quarter of an hour later, Ning Zhao finally put down the memorial in his hand.

"You mean," he stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows. There was a kind of fatigue on his face that could not be eliminated. Although his face was still unparalleled, the softness of his youth had faded away and became sharper. "Now there is a popular saying among the people. Are there stories everywhere about the Queen Mother recognizing her son?"

It is said that Ning Zhao looks like his mother, Concubine Rong. She is more feminine than heroic, so she has always been disliked by the late emperor. But now it seems that it is wrong - the sharp edge between Ning Zhao's eyebrows , how similar to the late emperor!
Qin Yunzheng suppressed such disrespectful scrutiny, calmed his mind, and took out a few storybooks from his sleeves: "I dare not hide it from Your Majesty. I looked around in several bookstores in Beijing. Sure enough, there are many such books on the market today." It's a novel. I was afraid that what I said would be unfounded, so I brought these as evidence and presented them to His Majesty."

Ning Zhao nodded, and then Qin Yunzheng sent several storybooks in his hand to Ning Zhao.

Ning Zhao flipped through the pages briefly. Although the contents were different, regardless of whether there was a villain who hindered it, Yang Hongcheng, a "poor little man" who had been living outside since he was born, had to go through 81 hardships before he could return to his hometown. Recognizing the Queen Mother and her son achieved a satisfactory result.

"I dare to write this in the book," Ning Zhao flipped through a few endings and couldn't help but sneered, "I'm still alive, but they arranged so many good things for me first for Yang Hongcheng, who is worse than a beast. ending."

They were given the title of king and given marriage, mother and son were in love with each other, brothers and sisters were respectful to each other, in short, it couldn't be more perfect.

"It's just a folk drama, and most of it falls into such clichés. Please don't get angry, Your Majesty." Qin Yunzheng said hurriedly.

Ning Zhao threw the notebooks aside casually, the fatigue on his face getting worse.

He rubbed the center of his brow for a long time, as if he was extremely tired.

After a long time, he came back to his senses and saw Qin Yunzheng still standing in front of him with that submissive posture. He couldn't help but laugh: "Look, I was so busy that I forgot to ask you to sit down. You are also too sincere. I feel like brothers with you, so why do you have to be so formal in front of me?"

"Defu," Ning Zhao raised his voice, and when he saw Wang Defu come in, he laughed and scolded, "You slave! Now you are also lazy at work. General Qin is here, and you don't even have the eyesight to hold a cup of hot tea? "

"The slave deserves to die, the slave deserves to die," Wang Defu said with a smile. "The slave was slacking off for a while, and I was afraid that it would disturb General Qin's discussion with His Majesty. I was in a dilemma and had been hesitating outside the palace for a long time. If Your Majesty doesn't call me a slave at this time, I will." But it’s so embarrassing outside!”

As Wang Defu spoke, his men kept moving.

"Try the new Lushan Yunwu this year. Do you still like it?" Ning Zhao said with a smile.

Painted with a pattern of blue and white branches, a mandarin duck's heart is pressed into the hand cup. The tea soup is rich and green, and the fragrance of the tea is like orchid. With the heat, white mist lingers on the tip of the nose, and the fragrance of the tea is intoxicating. "Brother Qin, try it." Perhaps seeing that Qin Yunzheng had not made any move for a long time, Ning Zhao urged again with a smile, as if a tea lover was recommending his new good tea to his friends.

Qin Yunzheng hesitantly picked up the cup and took a sip. Because he was a little too hasty, the tip of his tongue was burned.

He frowned and slowly put down the cup.

"Your Majesty, forgive me," Qin Yunzheng said with a bitter face, "Your Majesty also knows that I am a rough man and I don't like this. How can tasting tea be as refreshing as drinking?"

Regardless of whether this tea is good or not, he can't like to drink it anyway - Lushan Yunwu is not his favorite drink, and it's not even Ning Zhao's favorite drink. This is Yun Yuwei's favorite tea!
His heart couldn't stop trembling - Ning Zhao probably discovered something. Even if there is no real evidence, there are definitely some clues.

He felt more and more deeply about how wise Yun Yuwei's decision to leave at this time was.

"After all these years," Ning Zhao saw Qin Yunzheng's expression of embarrassment and looked like he really didn't like it, so he smiled again, "Brother Qin is still so true-hearted."

"Your Majesty, please stop making fun of me." Qin Yunzheng showed a trace of embarrassment on his face. The young general even felt embarrassed and didn't know where to put his hands. "Although I have been in the capital in the past few years, I haven't learned anything from the capital." of elegance.”

"Brother Qin has a loose and generous temperament. What's more, he is not elegant when drinking tea." Ning Zhao laughed heartily, "I was negligent. I should have thought that Brother Qin's temperament would not change easily. .”

"Yes," Qin Yunzheng also smiled, "I've had this temperament since I was a child, and I'm afraid I won't be able to change it in this life."

"That's good," Ning Zhao looked at him meaningfully, "This is exactly how a gentleman should behave."

Qin Yunzheng lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, this is really embarrassing for a humble minister."

What kind of temperament he has, even he himself can't tell now. Ning Zhao is just self-righteous.

"By the way," Ning Zhao suddenly brought the topic back, "How could Brother Qin notice these scripts and plays?"

Seeing that business was mentioned, Qin Yunzheng hurriedly calmed down, but there was a look of shame on his face: "Wei Chen is scared. Yesterday, Xiu Mu went out to drink with some brothers in the army, and he overheard something, Wei Chen Feeling that it was not appropriate, he asked the storyteller privately and found out that these stories are now being told in the public. Wei Chen thought, since he has read all these plays, I am afraid that the storybook is also indispensable. Today another I checked some of the biggest bookstores in Beijing, and sure enough, they actually have them all."

"Brother Qin also said that he is a rough man," Ning Zhao sighed with a smile, then knocked on the table with his fingers, pointed to the pile of memorials piled up on the side, and snorted coldly, "You can see the big from the small, and know the big from the small, but After listening to the book for a while, I thought of so many things, and I don’t know what these old ministers from the previous dynasty, who usually barely attend my dinner table, are doing!”

Of course he knew this.

However, the source of his knowledge was from his group of shadow guards, not any former minister!
And the first person to tell him about this matter was Qin Yunzheng!