​Imperial palace sweet love: Your Majesty, too dark!

In addition to the introduction of gakaienke and Guangkai.

Zhao Junyao also introduced a series of assessment system for selecting talents.

No matter how short the court is, it can't take everyone. It's the truth that it's better to be short than to be extravagant.

Xia Ruqing pondered.

This is similar to the strict in and lenient out policy of modern western education. It's true that all comers are welcome, and so is the high demand.

But on the whole, such conditions are very attractive.

After all, there were more than a few hundred talented people in the great Chu Dynasty.

……

The emergence of new policies and new systems means that there is a solution to the problem.

Zhao Junyao ordered the Ministry of rites, the Imperial Academy and the Ministry of officials to strictly carry out this matter.

But he took time off, had a good rest for a few days, and made up for all the spirits he had not raised in the past few days.

It's morning every day.

In the morning, finish the folding, and at noon, go to duanning palace to have lunch and have a rest.

In the afternoon, go to the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers and scenery, or stay in duanning palace to see Xia Ruqing busy.

In fact, she has nothing to do.

The children study and practice martial arts.

She wants to grow her hair in her spare time, but she can't learn the elegant style of those ladies.

Let little bamboo reclaim the wasteland in the back garden and continue to plant fruits and vegetables.

In addition, the water in the lotus pond is clear, and several goldfish are raised.

Zhao Junyao stood in the corridor with his hands down.

Xia Ruqing was dressed in a white home-made cloth, with the simplest bun on her head. She didn't want any gold, silver, Phoenix and hairpin. She only wore a wooden hairpin polished by peach and rattan, and a honey colored ancient jade about the size of a nail cap dropped from the end.

She did not apply powder, plain face to the sky, holding a handful of loess in her hand, just like to cultivate seedlings, watering.

Her delicate body of weak Liu Fufeng shuttles through the fields one by one, like a willow catkin in March.

That kind of quiet and indifferent, indifferent to fame and wealth from her body.

The emperor, who had lived in the palace since he was a child and had been used to seeing all kinds of women, could not help but shine before his eyes.

The sun is beautiful, the soil is fragrant, the cat is fat, she is beautiful!

Zhao Junyao greedily looked at the picturesque scene in front of him, reluctant to blink.

After a while.

Busy nose sharp sweating Xia Ruqing panting, reflecting the sunset, standing in front of him.

"It's finally planted. After a while, the emperor will be able to eat the dishes I planted myself!"

Zhao Junyao picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped away the mud from her nose and sweat from her forehead.

And full of love for her hair, smile asked.

"How do you like these?"

Xia Ruqing nodded.

"Yes! I like the bustling atmosphere of life

"As the saying goes, it's too cold to be high!"

"But who likes to live in the cloud? I still like to live in the earth

"How about you, emperor?"

Xia Ruqing suddenly found that she had no sense of dignity and inferiority, and often called herself "you, ah, I".

Sometimes she even felt that Zhao Junyao was an old friend who had known him for a long time and could talk to him heart to heart.

Although they are thousands of years apart, he can understand what she said.

Sure enough, Zhao Junyao gave a smile.

"So do I"

Then he took her hand.

"Go! Go wash your hands. I'll take you to paint later! "

Xia Ruqing was a little embarrassed and pulled out her black mud claws.

"Emperor, my hands are dirty!"

"What's dirty? You just said you like clay

Then she clutched her hand and went to the clean room.

……

In the evening, the palace is full of lights.

The empress and the emperor cleaned up the table on the warm Kang in the inner room after dinner.

Put on the paper, put on the paint.

Zhao Junyao narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, then he began to sketch.

Xia Ruqing didn't know anything about poetry, calligraphy and painting.

While watching his painting, he chatted.

"The emperor!"

"Jingfeng, when do they start?"

Zhao Junyao thought about it.

"Next month!"

Xia Ruqing nodded and sighed.

"When he goes, he should never come back."

Zhao Junyao didn't like it.

"It doesn't matter whether he can return. Can I hurt him when he is an official in Jiangnan?"

Xia Ruqing thinks about it.

"Can't be wronged!"

"He probably doesn't need any protection!"

The ancients pay attention to men's ambition, men's indomitable.

It's a shame for a man to live under the protection of a woman all the time.

When I think about it carefully, I don't want to ask any more.

Zhao Junyao did not speak any more.

He looked attentive, stroke by stroke on the drawing paper to outline the scene in the small yard in the afternoon.

Xia Ruqing saw it half an hour later and asked with a smile.

"So you drew me!"

Zhao Junyao finished the edge and began to dye the pigment.

"What? Is it like that? "

Xia Ruqing was very embarrassed to observe the beauty's eyebrows in the painting.

"It's a bit like that, but I don't look so good!"

Zhao Junyao rubbed her hair.

"I think you're more beautiful than the picture!"

Xia Ruqing looked at the painting again, and her face turned red unconsciously.

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

"I'll have a palace tomorrow!"

Le'er ran in from outside like a gust of wind cheering.

As soon as he pushed the door of the inner room, he saw the emperor and his mother looking at each other. The mother's face turned red.

Um... Er

She'd better go!

Just about to turn around, Xia Ruqing stopped her behind him.

"Stop!"

"What did you say?"

Le'er quickly takes back her foot and puts a smile on her face in front of her.

"Mother, I say I'll go to the Palace tomorrow!"

Then she looked at her father again.

"Father, please say something nice for me!"

"Yilan and Weiyu asked me for an outing."

"All my little sisters can go. Why can't I?"

Xia Ruqing has some doubts.

"Who is Wei Yu?"

Happy way.

"It's Nanan's granddaughter! She's my age

"Mother, please let me go!"

Xia Ruqing can't help laughing at her pathetic appearance.

"It's OK to go, but you have to tell me where you're going!"

Le'er thought about it and said reluctantly.

"Go for an outing in the suburbs of the south of the city!"

"What else?"

If you look at Le'er alone, it will not be as simple as an outing.

Le'er was depressed for a while and finally hesitated.

"And... To play polo!"

Xia Ruqing shows her hand.

"I knew you were dishonest!"

Le'er ran to hold Zhao Junyao's arm.

"Father, please say something nice for me."

Xia Ruqing couldn't help laughing.

"Come on, look at your pathetic appearance. I don't know what I did to you!"

"Go, go! But take more people with you

"If you bump, don't cry at me!"

"Yes! Thank you, empress! "