Hidden golden branches

After finishing serving the dishes, Grandma Mo quietly left with everyone in the tent as usual.

Go and wait outside the big tent, waiting for the call from the master inside.

During the dinner, Xiao Xuan carefully helped Chen Wanru peel the shrimps and pick out the fish bones.

Although Chen Rong had always dined with the emperor and the imperial concubine's aunt since he was a child, and had long been accustomed to the emperor's caring care for the emperor's concubine and aunt, he was filled with emotion every time he saw them.

You think, as the emperor, it is his concubines who should prepare the food for him, and wait until he is full and drunk before it is their turn to use the chopsticks.

Not to mention the emperor, even the head of a family with some status would naturally sit on the throne and wait for his wives and concubines to serve him meals.

Let alone the emperor who is the lord of the world?

Chen Rong finished lunch with the imperial concubine and her family thoughtfully, and stood up to leave without even taking a sip of tea.

The little girl was thinking about her fiancé and wished she could stand in front of him right now.

Chen Wanru knew that she remembered Ji Yuxian, and asked her to leave with the look in her eyes.

The little prince didn't pester Chen Rong today. Hunting today was too exciting and exciting.

So I was very tired. As soon as the bowl was thrown away, my little head started to light up, and my big black grape eyes drooped, looking very sleepy and cute.

Chen Wanru's heart melted instantly.

Xiao Xuan gently picked up his little son's chubby body, carried him behind the three-part red sandalwood screen, and placed him on the soft tangled branches of an ebony gilt elephant.

Chen Wanru quickly asked someone to bring in a bucket of hot water, took off the fawn boots with bells on her little son's feet, and set them aside very gently. Then she personally wiped her little son's face, hands and feet, and then wiped the little boy's feet. The son's hands and feet were carefully stuffed into the gold satin quilt.

It's autumn now, although it's not that cold yet.

Chen Wanru still asked Liu Ying to light a charcoal basin to prevent her youngest son from getting cold.

Xiao Xuan also went to the washroom at the back to freshen up, then came out and said warmly to Chen Wanru: "Ru'er, bring me a cup of tea, and I'll review the memorial."

"Okay, I will go and make tea for you." After hearing this, Chen Wanru hurriedly walked to the coffee table to make tea for Xiao Xuan.

Chen Wanru used a long-handled wooden spoon to scoop up the boiling hot water on the small stove, scalded a small Ge Kiln celadon-glazed purple pot in the tea boat, and then used a tea spoon to pour a small, tongue-like flavor into the pot. To make tea, scald and wash the tea leaves, remove the water and brew, and finally seal the pot and divide it into cups.

After Xiao Xuan finished speaking, he walked to Chenmu's desk. On the desk was a stack of memorials that had just been rushed from the capital in the morning.

Although the emperor is out hunting, political affairs will not be delayed.

The ministers who stayed in the capital would send memorials to the emperor for review every day.

After the emperor approves it, it will be sent back to the capital for processing by the ministers staying in the capital.

There are two types of memorials in this dynasty. One is an ordinary excerpt of official documents, called the title book, which will be received by the General Secretary and handed over to the palace. The other is a sparse memorial in the name of an individual, called the memorial, which can be submitted directly. Enter the palace and deliver it to the emperor.

The etiquette system of the Wei State was strict, and there were very specific regulations on the submission requirements for these two kinds of folds, down to the details of which kind of folds must use what color cover and what specifications of paper.

Because the questionnaires are made in two copies, one is sent to the General Affairs Department and the other is given to the Liuke Gallery for copying. Therefore, officials usually submit the memorials when they want to speak ill of someone, so that fewer people handle it.

Therefore, the memorials piled on Xiao Xuan's desk are all memorials.

Xu Yi, Chen Wanru held a cup with azure enamel glaze in both hands, holding a cup of the same color, holding tea that had been left to dry to perfection. The beautiful lady Yingying walked up to Xiao Xuan and placed the tea cup on the carved red sandalwood table in his hand. She raised her head as if unintentionally, revealing her bright eyes and rosy skin, as beautiful as before.

Xiao Xuan couldn't help but put down the memorial in his hand, sat her on his knees, put his head on her shoulder, and deeply smelled the unique and delicious chime fragrance on her body.

"Ru'er, go hunting with me tomorrow." "Okay!" Chen Wanru didn't show any pretense and nodded her head in agreement.

The last time we went hunting was when the youngest son turned one year old. At that time, the eldest son Xiao Jinyu, who could not understand the situation, and his mother concubine Jiang Shufei pestered Xiao Xuan and begged the emperor to take Xiao Jinyu to hunt in person.

Several other concubines held the idea of ​​watching a show to see what the emperor decided.

Should he accompany his three beloved concubines, mother and son, or should he accompany the handsome and handsome eldest son of the emperor?

Unexpectedly, the emperor remained silent and replaced his decision with action.

Xiao Xuan, who was riding a horse, scooped up Xiao Jinrui, who was just four years old, and sat in front of him. He whipped up his horse whip and ran to the hunting ground first.

From then on, both the concubines and the courtiers almost all guessed the emperor's thoughts.

That is, the fifth prince Xiao Jinrui is most likely to be the future crown prince.

In addition, since Chen Wanru entered the palace, the emperor never went to the palaces of other concubines.

Not only that, but the selection every three years has also been stopped.

Not to mention those smart courtiers, even a fool can see the emperor's thoughts.

The idea is that the emperor will only favor one person from now on!

Chen Rong came back from the imperial concubine's aunt, and she was in a bad mood along the way.

Originally, she came to Qiu Lie with the intention of relaxing, but if Ji Yuxian left, she suddenly felt empty in her heart.

This is a feeling I have never had before chasing behind Sun Yi.

Even when Sun Yi went to fight in Northern Xinjiang, she was so disappointed and did not miss him every day.

In addition, her two friends were unable to come, and besides her eldest brother, no one accompanied her, so she felt that she was lacking in interest.

Seeing that he was about to reach his tent, Chen Rong had an idea in his mind: go back to Beijing with Ji Yuxian.

Thinking of this, Chen Rong swept away his inexplicable mood and happily walked towards his tent.

"Cuizhu, hurry back and pack your luggage." Chen Rong walked away and ordered Cuizhu who was following her closely.

Cuizhu was caught off guard and was stunned, "Um, are you going to pack your luggage now?"

"Pack your bags and go back with Brother Ji!" Chen Rong kept walking forward.

When Cuizhu heard that he was going back with the prince, he hurriedly grinned and said, "Okay!"

In fact, I felt sorry for my young lady. She finally had the opportunity to go out and play. The hunting had just started and the young lady had to go back.

"Song Lin, go to the tent at Shilang Xue's house and talk to mother. Tell me that I will go back to Beijing with Brother Ji today." Chen Rong did not forget to ask Song Lin to tell Yun.

Song Lin stopped and fisted at Chen Rong and said, "Yes, little one, go right now."

As soon as Chen Rong and his servant arrived in front of their tent, the purple door curtain embroidered with plum blossoms was opened from the inside out.

"Eh? Brother Ji!" Chen Rong shouted in surprise.

"Rong Rong is back."

Ji Yuxian did not let go of the door curtain while speaking. He turned sideways and still used that slender, jade-white, clean hand with clear joints, like a carefully carved work of art, to lift the door curtain high. Chen Rong goes in.

Ministers: The emperor's intention is to favor the imperial concubine exclusively and to establish the fifth prince as prince.