After the death of the previous emperor, the Empress Dowager became arrogant

In the Cheng family case last year, many officials were involved. If we were to overturn it, it might overthrow most of the court, so we cannot act rashly.

Let them spend more time together. What he cannot do, perhaps Qing'er will help him complete it in the future.

"Your Majesty, Guard Yuan is here." Eunuch Shun said.

Wen Chengyu took out a letter from the case file, looked up and said, "Let him in."

Yuan Yi was summoned by His Majesty and rushed to the palace as soon as he returned to the capital.

He took off the sword at his waist and handed it to Eunuch Shun, then entered the hall alone.

Yuan Yi did not dare to look up at the emperor. He lowered his head and walked to the table and knelt down, "Your Majesty."

Wen Chengyu stroked the seal of the letter and said, "Do you know why I asked you to come?"

"I don't know." Yuan Yi replied.

He really couldn't understand how he had caught the emperor's attention and why he was called into the palace.

"How many years have you been with Qing'er?"

"Five years."

"It's been five years." Wen Chengyu smiled, "It's been five years since I ascended the throne."

"Let me ask you, are you willing to follow her forever as a guard or male concubine, or do you want to stand shoulder to shoulder with her and be the only man in her life?"

Yuan Yi suddenly looked up.

Perhaps guessing what he meant, Wen Chengyu folded the envelope, pressed it under his arm, and clasped his hands on the table, "I'll give you a chance, a chance to stand beside her openly.

Do you know why you can never get into her heart? "

Seeing Yuan Yi lower his head in silence, Wen Chengyu shook his head slightly and continued: "A person's vision is limited. He can only see the people in front or around him, and never pays too much attention to the people behind him.

Everyone has a desire to be strong. If you still choose to follow her, then you have to accept the result now."

He stared at the tense guard on the ground and said, "Apart from your status, position, knowledge and experience, what do you think is the difference between you and those men who appear beside her?"

Yuan Yi slowly loosened his hand, his voice stagnant, "I can't give her better help..."

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength to say this.

It was not until just now that he realized what was between him and Aqing.

Your Majesty is right, this is indeed the crux of the matter.

"You can help her." Wen Chengyu said, "But your help is too ordinary to her, so ordinary that anyone who obeys her can do it, so in her heart, you are no different from other loyal subordinates."

He pushed a cup of hot tea forward, "Do you smell anything?"

Yuan Yi sniffed it and replied, "The scent of tea."

Wen Chengyu poured the previous tea on the ground, took a few tea leaves from the pot beside the table, poured water on them, and asked him again: "What about this time?"

"It has no taste." Yuan Yi answered truthfully.

After soaking in warm water, the leaves gradually unfold and sway slightly with the waves.

"But I only like this tasteless cup." Wen Chengyu picked up the porcelain cup, used the cup to remove the tea leaves, and took a sip. "Do you know why?"

Yuan Yi shook his head.

"As for the effects, both teas can actually refresh you." Wen Chengyu took another sip, "There are two reasons why I prefer this one.

Firstly, its survival rate is extremely low, and only three or four boxes can be picked each year. It is precious because of its scarcity, and if it is expensive, people will think it is unique.

Secondly, this tea should not be drunk frequently, as it can become addictive.

At first it was only once a month, but later because my body could not bear the strain, I wanted to use it to refresh myself, so I changed it to once every half a month, and now to once every seven days.

I am not addicted to it, but I am greedy for the feeling of being with it. Only with it can I live like a normal person.

It can help me, and this kind of help cannot be replaced by anyone or anything else."

The tea was cold, Wen Chengyu tilted his head back and drank it, leaving a green leaf between his lips.

He took a sip and put the tea leaves into his mouth, the faint bitter taste gradually spreading between his lips and teeth.

The light in front of my eyes seemed to be much brighter.

He smiled, took out the envelope from under his arm, and placed it as close to Yuan Yi as possible, "This letter is specially prepared for you."

Yuan Yi crawled forward on his knees and took the letter carefully in his hand.

"I'll give you time to think about it, tomorrow afternoon at the latest.

If you follow my arrangement, take this letter tomorrow and go to an old blacksmith named Xu outside the city. He will take you to find the person.

When to come back depends entirely on your qualifications.

If you don't want to, just burn it, no need to reply."

"Yes." Yuan Yi said in a deep voice.

After he left, Wen Chengyu closed his eyes and leaned back on the soft pillow to rest.

Eunuch Shun took the cloak and put it on him, "Your Majesty, do you want to go to bed?"

Wen Chengyu woke up, swept away his previous tired look, looked outside the palace with dark eyes, and said: "I can sleep peacefully only after all these are dealt with."

A few days later, the Minister of Justice Zhong Xiao, dressed in court robes, went into the prison in person to convey the emperor's will and to meet Yuan Qing, the "culprit".

“Oh, Master Lu has suffered these past few days.”

Zhong Xiao is over fifty years old, which is considered old among Beijing officials. He has been in the government for most of his life and has only risen to the position of Minister of Justice based on his seniority.

His official rank is higher than Lu Zhao's, and his flattering face is so incongruous no matter how you look at it.

Lu Zhao had been bored for a few days and could no longer hold it in. However, due to the eyes behind him, he did not dare to talk to Yuan Qing to relieve his boredom. He could only stare at the other two secretly.

He raised his face and smiled at the visitor, "Master Zhong, how are you these days?"

Lu Zhao was born with an enviable good looks, a face that is difficult to tell whether it is male or female. With just a smile, he can charm a lot of people who are obsessed with looks.

Zhong Xiao himself is a person who is obsessed with appearance. Not only are all his wives and concubines as beautiful as fairies, but even his children are on the beauty rankings in Beijing. He is happy to show off to others every day that his family is a paradise on earth.

"Good, very good..." Zhong Xiao was unable to extricate himself from the beauty.

Yuan Qing's eyes hurt from watching from the side.

The "heartthrob" Lu Zhao really exudes his charm anytime and anywhere, regardless of gender, age or status. If she hadn't had better self-control, she would have been so mesmerized by his face that she would have lost her direction.

"Boy, let's go!" Lu Zhao turned around and shouted.

Yuan Qing knew he was calling her, so she straightened her clothes and followed him out.

Zhong Xiao was awakened by the shout. Seeing the two were about to leave, he hurriedly said, "Wait a moment!"

Lu Zhao turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Didn't His Majesty's pardon come down?"

Zhong Xiao deliberately avoided his seductive eyes and turned to look at Yuan Qing who was standing behind him. His eyes fell on her clothes and he said, "We will go to the palace to express our gratitude later. This... is not appropriate."