Chapter 3395 It seems that it has been opened
It was not until dark that Zhu Feng came back from the back mountain. His clothes were already wet with the night dew, and he felt a little cold all over.
However, when he pushed the door open, he saw a candle still burning on the round table in the middle of the room.
Nan Yan sat quietly in front of the lamp.
After giving birth to Cheng Jun, she almost never wore makeup except on important days. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes had indeed lost the girlish lightness and spirit due to the erosion of time, but had gained a bit of gentle charm. Especially when seeing her under the light, there was always a feeling of warmth flowing into the heart.
At this moment, Zhu Feng's heart skipped a beat.
Hearing the voice, Nan Yan also turned around. When she saw him standing at the door, she immediately stood up and walked over with a smile: "Your Majesty."
Zhu Feng then closed the door and walked in: "Why are you here?"
Nan Yan looked at him with wide eyes: "Why, Your Majesty doesn't want to see me?"
Zhu Feng asked, "Aren't you just focused on getting close to Concubine Yi?"
Hearing this, Nan Yan couldn't help laughing. She reached out and took his hands and rubbed them in her palms. Zhu Feng's rough fingers were a little cold, but when they were warmed by her warm little hands, the warmth went straight from between his fingers to his heart.
Nan Yan smiled and said, "No matter how close I am, I can never be closer than the Emperor."
“You!”
Zhu Feng took out a hand and poked her forehead, but he couldn't help laughing. He took her hand and walked back to the table to sit down.
Nan Yan looked over and found that the box she had just brought over was gone.
It seems that it has been opened.
But she didn't ask too many questions. After Zhu Feng sat down, she immediately walked to the door and ordered some food to be sent over quickly. Zhu Feng frowned slightly and said, "I'm not hungry."
When Nan Yan heard this, her eyebrows raised.
"Not hungry? The emperor hasn't eaten a single grain of rice all day, how could he not be hungry?"
Zhu Feng was about to say something when she interrupted him fiercely: "Eat even if you're not hungry!"
Zhu Feng blinked and looked at her. The gentle silhouette under the lamp just now seemed to be just an illusion. Now he was facing a concubine who was so fierce that even the emperor dared to scold her. He just smiled and said, "Forget it. I'll listen to you."
Nan Yan snorted and then let him go.
The kitchen had been heating up the food at the Imperial Concubine's behest, and upon the Emperor's return, they immediately brought everything up. Zhu Feng had no appetite, but upon asking, he discovered that Nan Yan had been waiting for him since her return, and hadn't touched a drop of food either. He reluctantly ate half a bowl of rice with her, and then, after Nan Yan's insistence, a little soup, which revived him somewhat.
He stretched and felt that the huge stone that had been weighing on his heart for so long seemed to have disappeared inexplicably.
When I turned around, I saw Nan Yan sitting at the table, looking at me with bright eyes.
Zhu Feng thought for a moment and said with a half-smile, "Do you want to ask me something?"
Nan Yan said, "I really have something to ask the Emperor."
Zhu Feng also knew that some things could not be hidden from Nan Yan's eyes. However, just when he was about to let it go, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he brought it up again. But he still said, "Ask whatever you want to ask."
Nan Yan's eyes flickered. She looked for a moment, then said, "What does the emperor plan to do tomorrow?"
Zhu Feng was stunned: "Huh?"
Nan Yan said, "The Emperor had previously planned to stay at the Imperial Mausoleum Temple for only five days, so we should leave the day after tomorrow. That means we only have tomorrow left."
Zhu Feng was still a little dazed.
He thought that Nan Yan would definitely ask about the inscriptionless monument, the box, and some things he had long been unwilling to touch again.
But unexpectedly, she didn't mention a word.
When he met Nan Yan's bright eyes again, his heart felt as if all the dark clouds had been dispelled from the vast sky. For a moment, he felt open and happy, and indescribably at ease. He smiled and said, "How are you going to spend your life?"
Nan Yan said, "It's rare for the Emperor to bring Xinping and Yongping out. They've been cooped up in the house for the past two days and I haven't paid any attention to them. Tomorrow, I must take them out to play. The scenery here is so beautiful, it would be nice to walk around and see it together."
Zhu Feng smiled and said, "Okay."
The next day, they rose early. After having breakfast with his two concubines and two daughters, Zhu Feng led them down the mountain from the side gate of the Imperial Mausoleum Temple along a bluestone path. Nan Yan had been here several times, but had never walked this path before. She only looked at the lush trees on both sides of the road, which blocked out the sun and obscured everything else.
Then he asked, "Where is the emperor taking us?"
Zhu Feng walked forward with his hands behind his back and said, "You'll know when you get there."
As he said this, he turned around and looked at the four of them.
Although they didn't have to dress up after leaving the palace, they were accompanying the emperor today after all. Nan Yan and Concubine Yi each wore a bright dress, and the two little princesses were also dressed up like delicate jade dolls, one big and one small.
Zhu Feng looked at them like this, with a sly smile in his eyes, and said, "You are dressed so beautifully, huh."
After saying that, he turned his head mysteriously and continued walking forward.
Nan Yan and Concubine Yi couldn't help but look at each other.
Only when they reached the foot of the mountain did they understand what Zhu Feng's smile just now meant.
Master Shangshan led his disciples on Xingluo Lake. Besides the annual shipment of grain, rice, and diesel from the imperial court, they also cultivated many of the vegetables themselves. At the foot of the hills on either side of the Imperial Mausoleum, not far from the riverbank, they had cultivated dozens of acres of farmland. When they came down, they saw some young Taoists already working the fields.
Concubine Yi opened her eyes wide: "Your Majesty wants me to wait——"
Zhu Feng said, "You've all been raised in wealthy families since childhood, and even these two little ones are lazy and don't know how to farm. And yet, you're here to learn how to farm. You know, no matter where you go, you can't leave the land behind. Even if you eat a lot of delicacies, you still have to dig for food from the ground."
Concubine Yi was in tears.
If Zhu Feng had said it earlier, they could at least change into lighter clothes. Now asking them to wear such dresses to farm is clearly a prank.
Nan Yan also muttered, "Why didn't the emperor say so earlier?"
Zhu Feng just smiled and said nothing.
They stood on the edge of the field, watching the little Taoist priests use iron plows to turn over the solid soil. Someone followed behind to sow seeds, and someone else poured fertilizer and water, covering the turned soil. They went back and forth, cooperating tacitly.
This is also the most common spring plowing situation in the fields.
Nan Yan looked at it, thought for a moment, and said, "I remember that the spring plowing season has already passed. Why is it just starting here?"
Zhu Feng said, "This winter is longer than usual, especially here. The ground only thawed last month. To prevent the seeds from freezing, we have to plant later."
After saying this, he said, intentionally or unintentionally, "The situation in Yue State should be similar to here."
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