Chapter 1184 Soft little hands busy on the body
Xu Miaoyin said, "The Emperor treats scholars with courtesy because he knows that scholars are the pillars of the country. Whether in the court or anywhere else, they are indispensable. Are you asking me to punish you for making such a mess of political discussions?"
Li Pan'er lowered her head in fear: "I dare not."
Although Li Pan'er's rank was not high, because of her background, everyone treated her similarly to Concubine Kang. When she was scolded, the concubines around her also stood up.
"Your Majesty, please calm down."
“Yes, Huipin is just not worth the emperor’s efforts.”
"Please don't blame me, Your Majesty."
Xu Miaoyin glanced at them indifferently.
Then he waved his hand and said, "Sit down, everyone."
Li Pan'er then sat back in her chair with everyone else. Xu Miaoyin said, "I know the emperor is upset, so don't say anything nonsense that will upset him. As for other things, you still have to remember one thing - the harem is not allowed to interfere in government affairs."
Everyone hurriedly said, "Yes."
The atmosphere was not very lively afterwards. After everyone said a few words, they dispersed.
Li Pan'er was still a little dissatisfied as she walked along the road: "They say the harem cannot interfere in government affairs, but that imperial concubine who lives in the cold palace has been traveling with the emperor to so many places, and she has also spoken a lot about the affairs of the previous dynasty."
Feng Feng Qianyan, who was standing by, whispered, "Empress Hui, please say less. The Emperor treats the Imperial Concubine differently. We can't get a word in."
Li Paner angrily kicked a small stone under her feet away.
She continued, "In the past, although the emperor didn't come to our place very often, at least we could see him on weekdays. But recently, even seeing him has become difficult. Every time I go to the Imperial Study to deliver tea, Eunuch Yu stops me."
The concubine next to her said, "Empress Hui is also like this?"
“We were all stopped and turned back.”
"Is the Emperor so troubled?"
Although they talked about this matter, they couldn't explain it clearly. They just complained to each other and then returned to their respective homes.
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While they were talking, Nan Yan sneezed several times in succession in the cold palace not far away.
As soon as she exerted force in her hand, the embroidery needle pierced into her fingertips.
“Ouch!”
She let out a low cry, and Ran Xiaoyu, who was working nearby, heard it and hurried over. She held her hand and saw that a drop of blood had emerged from the tip of her snow-white finger and had condensed into a small bead.
"Why are you so careless, madam?"
As she spoke, she swiftly took out a handkerchief and wiped her face, then asked, "Does it hurt? Do you want me to get some medicine?"
Nan Yan was amused by her. She smiled and pulled her hand back, only sucking it in her mouth for a moment. She said, "What's the big deal? You need medicine after getting an injection? If I got sick, wouldn't you have opened this up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Aunt Tongyun walked in from outside.
He hurriedly said, "How can the Queen say such things? It's just empty talk. Aren't you cursing yourself?"
Nian Qiu also said hurriedly: "Yes, you can't talk about being sick casually."
Nan Yan was so frustrated by them that she spat three times in a row before finally letting herself go. Nian Qiu came over, looked at the half-finished embroidery in her hands, and said, "Madam, are you going to embroider a sachet?"
"Um."
"Yes, is it embroidered according to the sachet that the emperor brought over?"
Nan Yan didn't say anything, but looked down at the semi-finished product in her hand.
They are somewhat similar.
However, the appearance is not important; what matters is the content of the spices. Originally, she could have opened the sachet to see the ingredients, but it was a relic of the late Empress Chen, so she couldn't damage it at will. Therefore, she could only rely on smelling the inside to identify the ingredients.
Unfortunately, the fragrance has faded after being stored for more than ten or twenty years.
So, she has spent a lot of time these days, but it is not yet completely matched.
Just then, footsteps were heard from far away outside.
They have become very familiar with the sound of footsteps over the past few days. Although they have not been so frequent in recent days, they can still recognize it as soon as they hear it.
Nian Qiu looked back and said hurriedly, "The emperor is here."
When Nan Yan heard this, she rolled up the needle and thread and the sachet in her hand and threw them back into the bamboo winnowing basket. Then she covered them with a handkerchief and handed it to Ran Xiaoyu, saying, "Put them away."
It's like this every time.
Ran Xiaoyu immediately took it and put it in the cabinet on the other side. Just as she closed the cabinet door, Zhu Feng walked in.
Nan Yan had already stood up and bowed: "Your Majesty, your Majesty."
Aunt Tongyun and the others also knelt down and saluted.
Zhu Feng still had a hint of fatigue on his face, but he immediately came over, grabbed her arm and pulled her up from the ground: "Get up."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
"You all get up too."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Everyone stood up, some hurriedly making tea, some enjoying the snacks, watching Zhu Feng pull her arm and sit on the couch, but he didn't let go of her hand and squeezed it twice: "Why are you wearing so little?"
Nan Yan smiled and said, "It's not cold recently."
"This is Peking. It's different from the south. The spring wind is strong. You should dress warmly."
"I know."
Zhu Feng looked up at the bright spring light outside the window again. The willow branches swayed gently in the wind. In the distance, he could see the lively red flowers and green leaves on the wall, adding a bit of bright colors to this spring.
He said, "In fact, this is the only reason why Peking is inferior to Nanjing."
“…”
Hearing this, Nan Yan couldn't help but be stunned.
You know, Zhu Feng has been in Peking for more than ten years. Even though he has lost his memory, his fondness for this place has been deeply rooted in his bones. Peking is equivalent to his hometown. People always have a preference for their hometown, so in his words, there is nothing bad about Peking.
At this moment, he suddenly said that the spring here was not as good as that in Jinling, which surprised Nan Yan.
What's wrong with him?
She was lost in thought as she stared at Zhu Feng's handsome profile, while Zhu Feng, in turn, stared at the spring scenery outside. After a while, he turned to look at her: "Nan Yan, do you want to go back to Jinling to see the spring?"
Nan Yan was even more stunned: "Your Majesty, you want to go back to Jinling?"
Zhu Feng sat down on the cushion, spread his arms and stretched to make himself more comfortable, and said, "Of course, not now. It will take some time. We have to wait - let's talk about it later."
“…”
He seemed to be waiting for something.
However, since he didn't say it clearly, Nan Yan didn't ask any further questions.
Just by looking at him leaning on the cushion like this, you can tell that he must have sat in the imperial study for the entire morning, handling state affairs without changing his posture, so he is so stiff now. Usually, no matter where he sits, his back is straight like a javelin.
It can be seen that he is very tired.
Nan Yan felt a little distressed. After thinking for a moment, she said softly, "Let me massage His Majesty's shoulders."
Zhu Feng glanced at her and said with a half-smile, "Is your grip strong enough?"
Nan Yan smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't underestimate me."
After saying that, she moved behind him, knelt down and massaged his shoulders.
Zhu Feng's shoulders were very broad and strong, a muscular body developed from years of martial arts training and battles. They felt firm when pinched. To make him feel more comfortable, Nan Yan pinched them hard twice. "Your Majesty, how is it?"
"Like a mosquito bite."
“…”
Nan Yan became unhappy when she heard this, so she simply swung her elbow and used all her strength to dig into his shoulder socket.
Even though he had already tried so hard, Zhu Feng just hummed, "Yeah, it's okay."
Nan Yan was so angry that she wanted to hit him.
But when her hand fell, it stopped at the base of his neck and began to knead it hard.
In fact, her strength was not that great. For a thick-skinned man like Zhu Feng, even if she hit him really hard, it would have almost no effect on him. However, feeling a pair of soft little hands busying around on his body, this feeling alone made him feel a lot more comfortable.
He hummed softly.
Nan Yan leaned on his shoulder and asked softly, "Is the Emperor still worried about the situation in the south recently?"
Zhu Feng's breath sank slightly.
After a while, he said, "These people are really worrying."
Nan Yan's brows furrowed as well, and she asked, "Who on earth is causing this commotion?"
“…”
Zhu Feng was silent for a moment before he said, "I told you before that ever since that incident—ever since the recent changes, the students who followed Master Jian to the north have begun to leave Peking in large numbers."
When Nan Yan heard this, her breath suddenly became heavy.
"Those students?"
"The report from the south just came in these past two days. After those students returned, they spread the news about the Jian family everywhere..."
Having said that, Zhu Feng couldn't help but grit his teeth.
The matter of the Jian family was entirely his own fault. Of course, the emperor could not admit his mistake, but he could not get rid of this realization in his heart, so the more the matter got bigger and bigger, the angrier he became.
Nan Yan naturally knew what he was thinking.
After a moment's silence, he said, "So, it's the students who are causing trouble?"
"Um."
"But after these students returned, they should have dispersed and returned to their respective homes. How could they have caused such a big incident?"
“…”
"Could it be——"
Zhu Feng was silent for a moment, then said, "Several academies have appeared in the south."
"Academy?"
When she heard these two words, Nan Yan's heart skipped a beat for unknown reason.
"What academy?"
"The memorial listed several names of privately run academies that have suddenly emerged recently. They are said to not charge tuition fees at all, and even students from poor families can receive subsidies."
"Is there such a thing?"
Nan Yan opened her eyes wide in shock.
This - although the purpose of establishing a college is to teach and educate, and not to do business, you should not allow yourself to lose money.
Do not ask for money from students, and give money back to students.
Who would do such a thing?
And what is the purpose of those who do these things?
Nan Yan said, "So, it's the students from these academies who are causing trouble?"
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