"A guilty minister shouldn't be gossiping."
"I don't tolerate my subordinates making mistakes, but I can't tolerate my subordinates making mistakes again and again."
"I understand."
"I understand. Please leave."
Chief Secretary Guo walked out of the palace, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hurriedly left Ci'an Palace.
The Queen Mother stood up and Aunt Fang helped her out for a walk. She was covered with a cloak inlaid with sable fur. This cloak was given to her by the Third Prince, who traveled around the world and brought back many new things for her.
The current emperor and the third prince were both born to the empress dowager. The empress dowager was weak after giving birth and could not take care of two princes alone, so she gave her eldest son Zhu Dunyi, who was only two years old, to be raised by Concubine Chen Gui.
Therefore, the Emperor and the Empress Dowager were not close to each other. The Empress Dowager loved the youngest son the most, and this youngest son was the Third Prince.
At first, the late emperor intended to support the third prince, but the empress dowager strongly recommended the eldest son. It was not because she thought the eldest son was so outstanding, but because she could not bear to see the youngest son get hurt.
The women in the harem were very scheming, and she couldn't bear to see her young son suffer such scheming, so she sent him out of the palace early to travel.
A few years ago, the emperor lived in Jiuhua Peak. She was extremely worried, fearing that the emperor would quit his job. Now she can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The autumn wind blows and yellow flowers are everywhere.
The golden chrysanthemums in Ci'an Palace are more dazzling than those outside the imperial study. They are bright yellow and look like scattered gold on the ground.
Outside the imperial study, a dense cluster of long-stemmed chrysanthemums bloomed, and the flowers danced in the breeze.
Fugui stood leaning against a pot of yellow flowers, counting on his fingers how to spend the huge sum of fifty taels. He would use one tael to buy sugar-roasted chestnuts, one tael to buy candied haws, and one tael to buy autumn pear cakes.
Xun He said disdainfully, "What are you thinking about eating again?"
Fugui held up a fifty-liang silver note and boasted, "Master, look, I have money."
"What are you doing with so much money, kid? I'll save it for you."
Fugui is twelve years old this year. He is small but not stupid.
"Master always told me to save my money. I entered the palace at the age of eight, and whenever I received a reward, I gave it to you. You've saved it for so many years, is it time to calculate how much money I have?"
"Just listen to what I tell you."
"Last month, you broke a glass lamp and were fined 18 taels. At the beginning of the month, you secretly changed shifts and slipped out to feed the fish, so you were fined 20 wen. You were afraid of the dark and secretly lit a candle at night, so you were fined..."
Xunhe calculated for a long time and found that Fugui owed a lot of debts.
Xunhe stretched out his hand, and Fugui searched all his pockets, took out the few remaining coins and gave them to Xunhe.
What does it mean to work at one's own expense? Fugui is a living example.
I work every day and have perfect attendance every month, but I can't save a penny.
There was a shallow pond outside the imperial study, with ripples on the surface. Zhu Dunyi looked up and saw a beam of afternoon sunlight shining through the gap between the two palaces, illuminating the pond. His heart was as peaceful and bright as the water in the pond.
There is no war on the border and no rebellion in the country, but there are still endless memorials to review and letters to reply to every day. Jiuhua Peak is still the best place, without the fatigue of paperwork and the noise of music.
Returning to the palace was not without some benefits. At least he saw the person he had been looking for.
Fugui covered his mouth and laughed secretly, "Master, do you think the emperor looks like a silly goose?"
"Stupid goose, what stupid goose."
"A wild goose lost in longing."
Xun He crossed his arms and thought to himself, "It's a bit like that."
The emperor suddenly turned around, and the master and disciple were so scared that they ran away.
Xun He glared at Fu Gui when he turned around, "Don't laugh, don't talk nonsense."
"Master, you just laughed louder than me. Master, what do you mean by cooking eggs blindly? Do you mean cooking shrimp and eggs together?"
"Oh, yes, yes." Xun He turned and left.
When Fugui Pan was planning to have dinner, he went to the imperial kitchen and asked for a bowl of shrimp and boiled eggs.
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