The Book of Raising Children by Houmen

Chapter 98
The refugee uprising in the south of the Yangtze River became more and more serious, to the point where the imperial court had to send troops to suppress it.Zhou Yi hosted a banquet in Yutang Pavilion and invited several officials from the Ministry of War to discuss the suppression of the uprising in the next year.

After drinking for three rounds, the singers and dancers in the mansion stepped forward to serve him. He never liked these extravagant things. Everyone knew his temper well, so they didn't want to keep him.Although the regent is strict with himself, he is very indulgent to his subordinates.

Zhou Yi came out of Yutang Pavilion and looked at the rockery on the other side of the lake from a distance. The moon rose from above and was reflected in the lake. There was a small courtyard there, which was once lived by an old friend.In the Yutang Pavilion, there were singing and dancing, but outside the Yutang Pavilion, the palace was lifeless.

Zhou Yi withdrew his gaze and turned to his study. He was going to deploy troops in the south of the Yangtze River in a few days. He was going to the study to study the terrain of the south of the Yangtze River. Northerners are not good at fighting on water. He had to take a look. How is it? Only in this way can we avoid the natural barrier of the Yangtze River and open up a battlefield directly in the south.Jiangnan, a land of fish and rice, once the flames of war are ignited, the tax revenue of the Ministry of Households will be tight again in the past two years.

Just finished fighting in Northern Xinjiang, and it's Jiangnan again. The little emperor is impatient, and it's not yet time for him to be in charge. Zhou Yi's mind is full of these miscellaneous things, and he arrives at the door of the study without knowing it.

In the past, his study was guarded by someone, but today because of the New Year's Eve, the concubine released their family to have a reunion.Zhou Yi pushed open the door of the study room, but luckily the stove was on, and there was a hint of ambiguous fragrance in the usual ambergris, Zhou Yi didn't care much, he stepped in the door, and the study room is the place where he sleeps when he is usually busy with government affairs .

Warm breath came over the face, Zhou Yi untied the velvet scarf around his collar, he entered from the main hall, and walked to the study on one side.A few strands of candlelight flickered on and off inside the curtain.

The sensitivity of a general made him suddenly alert, "Who is in there?"

Zhou Yi's eyebrows tightened, and he took the sword for self-defense from the wall, and opened the moon-white curtain that fell to the ground.

There is a warm fragrance in the bisha kitchen, and the bed is covered with a bright red brocade quilt. The woman is sleeping quietly on it, her eyebrows are slightly twisted, her eyelashes flutter like black butterflies, and there is an abnormal blush on her cheeks. red.

With a bang, the sword in Zhou Yi's hand fell to the ground suddenly.The moment Zhao Jing lay there, he almost thought it was that person who came back, they looked so much alike.

There was a disturbing incense in his nostrils, and with some alcohol, a certain part of his body was screaming uncontrollably. Zhou Yi's face suddenly darkened, and he turned and walked towards Fengqiyuan where the princess lived.

"My lord...the concubine has already gone to bed, please come back another day..."

"Going to bed? I thought she might not be able to sleep today!" Zhou Yi, dressed in a snowstorm, ignored the maids blocking the door, and strode into the room.

In the dormitory, the servant girl was serving the concubine to drink the medicine. The concubine glanced at the bitter concoction and sat with her head tilted. She heard the little maid's exclamation outside, and she knew that person was coming.

It's just... why did it come so soon?The long night is long, such a late night, it should be lingering repeatedly.

That man was wearing a beautiful blue boa gown made of brocade forging cotton. He was handsome and majestic beyond description. She had loved him and hated him all her life, and she still hadn't seen enough of him.

"Why did the lord come to my side today? I'm weak, so I'm afraid I won't be able to serve the lord..." As she spoke, she coughed, tears came out from the corners of her eyes, and she looked at Zhou Yi innocently.

"You brought the people in the study in?" Zhou Yi came here full of anger, but when he saw the princess' sick face, he couldn't get angry.

"Doesn't the prince like it?" The princess smiled, and seemed to be a little self-deprecating. She sat down on the coffee table and said to herself: "Didn't the prince always like her? And she also likes you."

"This king has never had any unreasonable thoughts about Zhao Jing. Put away your self-righteousness." Zhou Yi turned his head and squinted at the princess. She used to be a carefree girl who married herself at the tenderest age. Although there were too many interests and shady things involved in this marriage, as the parties involved, they also had a really happy time together. Watching her wither and wither step by step, Zhou Yi seemed to be blaming herself as well Nothing else can make it up.The only thing he can do is to keep her current status, so that she can still live a good life, instead of being persecuted and killed unjustly because of her status as a "former princess".

"Doesn't the lord like Zhao Jing?" Seeing Zhou Yi who was smiling less and less to her, the princess stood up with a wry smile. Suddenly, energy burst out from her sick and weak body, and he threw herself at Zhou Yi. In Yi's arms, his slender fingers grabbed the hem of his shirt, and unsteadily took out an earring from his sleeve.

It was a light golden pearl, elegant and delicate, and there seemed to be a faint feminine fragrance left on it.

"My lord said he doesn't like her, so what is it... That year when the queen mother rewarded Zhao Jing with this pair of earrings, my concubine was also there."

(End of this chapter)