After his death, he fell in love online with his beauty

Ye Qingyan saw Lao Shangshu when he was about to return home at night, greeted him, and asked casually, "Master Zheng, where did you go during the day?"

After seeing a ghost, Lao Shangshu waved his hands again and again: "I didn't go anywhere."

"Really?" Ye Qingyan was suspicious, his expression was not like that.

But he didn't ask too much. Others have privacy, and he doesn't have to ask more if he doesn't want to say it.

Ye Qingyan was in a hurry to go back home, waved her hand, and stepped out of the household department first, and got on the carriage back home.

When the carriage went far away, the old Shangshu poked his head out from the household department, took a deep breath, thought of the emperor's instructions, he sighed again, he still couldn't bear to push Master Ye into the fire pit.

But the emperor said that he was impatient and only gave him one day tomorrow.

Ye Qingyan returned to the mansion, thinking about how to persuade him to go back to the palace to sleep when he saw Yin Chong later. It would not be a problem to stay at his mansion all day long. It was rumored that Yin Chong's safety was one thing, and it caused people to criticize.

It's just that when I got back to the mansion, I realized that I was thinking too much, and Yin Chong didn't come today.

Ye Qingyan looked at the chief manager standing at the door of the main wing with his head bowed, and ground his molars: "It's really good enough!"

Come as soon as you say, leave as soon as you say, he treats his place as an inn!

Next time you think about it, let the dog go.

The chief manager felt guilty: "Master Ye, the emperor has some... special circumstances tonight, so I specially asked this old servant to come and say something."

Ye Qingyan walked into the room, took off his official hat and threw it aside, his voice did not fluctuate: "Whether the emperor comes or not has nothing to do with me? Isn't it just right if he doesn't come?"

Glancing at the imperial meals on the table, "Would you like to have some, Chief Manager?"

The chief manager waved his hands again and again, and became even more flustered: "No, no need, the old slave has used it."

Angry, Master Ye must be angry!I'm afraid I'm still very angry!

He didn't need to raise his head to feel the air-conditioning blowing from Master Ye's surroundings, which made him shiver.

But thinking about the task tonight, he could only continue to endure.

After Ye Qingyan had dinner, washed and bathed, she came back and found that the chief executive was still standing at the door with his head bowed.

He stopped and looked at it strangely: "The gate of the palace is about to be closed, you won't go back to the palace?"

Only then did the chief manager dare to sneak a glance at Ye Qingyan, hesitant to say: "Old slave... Actually, I made a special trip to wait for Lord Ye."

Ye Qingyan:? ?wait for him?

Ye Qingyan let the chief executive into the room, sat cross-legged on the soft couch, wiped his hair, and looked at him: "Is it Yin... What did the emperor ask you to say?"

The chief manager shook his head: "Yes, it's what this old slave wants to say."

The movements of Ye Qingyan's hands paused: "Yes."

Seeing that Ye Qingyan didn't stop the Chief Manager, he continued to bite the bullet: "Lord Ye may not know that the reason why this old servant has this opportunity to accompany the Emperor as the Chief Executive is actually because the Emperor is thinking of a little kindness from the old slave."

Ye Qingyan lowered her eyes, unable to see the emotion in her eyes: "Oh? How should I say it?"

The chief manager opened his mouth and then it was easy to say: "The old slave was actually accompanied by the late emperor. I believe Mr. Ye knew that when the emperor ascended the throne... killed many people, but let the old slave alone. Because when the old slave was at the late emperor's side, except for those ordered by the late emperor, he never really laid hands on the emperor."

After opening the chatter box, the chief executive's tone also softened. He was a close servant of the late emperor. He originally thought that the new emperor would ascend the throne, or the throne obtained by killing his brother and usurping the throne. The emperor didn't even let the late emperor go, let alone him. He had his life, and let him stay by his side, and was promoted to be the chief executive.

"...The reason why the emperor is like this is because when the emperor was a child, the old slave looked at him pitifully and secretly gave him a bottle of golden sore medicine."

……

Until the chief executive left, Ye Qingyan lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

He seemed to be still ringing in the chief executive's words.

"Lord Ye, this old servant is bold enough to come here and say this because he can see that the emperor treats Lord Ye differently. Maybe Lord Ye can make the emperor's life easier, and he can persuade the emperor to let go of all the past. Paranoid and stubborn, some hatred, in the past, maybe looking forward, we can live a better life."

"The emperor's background is not good. His biological mother was snatched by the late emperor from others, but he didn't cherish it. Even after the emperor was born, he doubted the emperor's life experience."

"The first emperor listened to the slander, and actually killed the emperor's biological mother and the framed courtiers. He even let the emperor, who was only a few years old at the time, watch with his own eyes. Later, the emperor became seriously ill and became withdrawn and gloomy."

"But the late emperor still didn't believe that the emperor was his blood, but he was afraid of it, so under the entanglement, he spared his life, but he hated it, so he allowed the palace to bully him at will."

"But the first emperor was afraid that people would know the real reason, so he said to the outside world that the emperor's fate is not good, and he will eventually suppress his father, brother, brother, and close relatives. He is the lone star of the gods. His princes, for their own sake or to please the late emperor, bullied the emperor even more recklessly."

"Master Ye should be able to guess what will happen to someone who is not pleased by his biological father and bullied by his brothers and relatives..."

"Later, when the emperor gained strength, he got rid of those who bullied him, but his violent temper remained. This is not a good thing for the people of the Great Yin. But recently, the old slave found that the emperor had changed and became tempered. It's quite gentle, I believe most of this should be because of Master Ye..."

"The reason why the emperor didn't go out of the palace tonight was because he was afraid that his emotions would affect Lord Ye. The emperor's birthday will be in a few days, but every time this day, it is the emperor's nightmare. This shows that the late emperor will think about the emperor's life experience. So in the past many years, the emperor disliked this time the most..."

Ye Qingyan's ears were filled with the chief executive's words, and a complete life was pieced together from those words.

Ye Qingyan turned over, sighed from the bottom of her heart, and closed her eyes after a long time.

At the same time, the chief executive cautiously returned to the palace and returned to the imperial study.

When the chief executive arrived, Yin Chongzheng was standing in front of the imperial case and drawing a picture, which was the person whom the chief executive had just "confessed" to.

The chief manager didn't dare to say anything, and didn't put down the Langhao brush until Yin Chong finished painting, picked up the scroll, looked at the people inside, and his eyes became warmer: "Is it done?"

The chief manager lowered his head and replied: "This old servant has said everything he can say. Before he left, he saw that Mr. Ye listened."

Yin Chong hummed, as if satisfied, and waved his hand.

The chief manager breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly backed out, but his heart was sweating for Lord Ye, the emperor's move was miserable, even though it was true, he felt pitiful, let alone Lord Ye?

……

The next morning, Ye Qingyan yawned when she went to the morning court. There was nothing she could do, and she fell asleep in the middle of the night, feeling sluggish.

Fortunately, the emperor didn't go to the morning court today, but the chief minister casually read the names of some ministers and left the court directly.

Ye Qingyan left the Golden Luan Hall, looked back at the empty dragon chair, lowered her eyes and left.

Several colleagues of Shangshu of Hubu went out of the palace with Ye Qingyan and returned to Hubu.

The adults were quite strange, "The emperor didn't come to court today? Could it be because of illness?"

"Bah, bah, bah, what nonsense, be careful not to be heard, I'll punish you for being disrespectful!"

"Aren't I worried that that person will go crazy again..."

Ye Qingyan listened absent-mindedly, and the Hubu Shangshu beside him was also absent-minded.

He struggled extraordinarily in his heart, until finally he reached the household department, the old Shangshu gritted his teeth: "Master Ye, Master Ye, shall we chat?"

Ye Qingyan stopped, although she was surprised, she also followed the old Shangshu to the side.

The old Shangshu looked around and found no one, so he hesitated: "Master Ye, last time I mentioned that I would match you for you. I wonder if you have figured out whether you are a Huanxi man or a woman?"

Ye Qingyan:? ?

Old Shangshu took a deep breath: "This old man has a suitable candidate, why don't you think about it, Mr. Ye?"

Ye Qingyan looked at Old Shangshu in disbelief, is he sick?Wasn't it enough to be scared by Yin Chong last time?This is disco dancing on the edge of a cliff, which is out of the ordinary.

But when Ye Qingyan looked over, Lao Shangshu quickly looked away: "Master Ye?"

Ye Qingyan narrowed her eyes, and a strange thought appeared in her heart: "Oh? I'm talking about a matchmaker. I don't know which one is it? Suitable? Why don't I know what kind of candidate I am suitable for?"

Old Shangshu wants to cry but has no tears: This is not suitable or not, it has to be suitable if it is not suitable.

The old Shangshu didn't dare to look at Ye Qingyan, and lowered his head even lower: "This young man, he has a wealth of wealth, five cars of education, and he looks like a first-class one. He is about the same age as Mr. Ye, not much different, and there is no mess in the house. Tongfang concubine, Mr. Ren said, as long as Mr. Ye is willing to marry, the rest of the conditions are negotiable."

Ye Qingyan laughed angrily: "So good? Is there something wrong with that?"

The old Shangshu quickly raised his eyes: "There is no big, big problem..." It's just that he was a little bit ruthless, saying that he was a little cold when he said that he would pull people out and chop him up. of.

But can these be said?That is naturally impossible.

The old Shangshu racked his brains: "It's just that there are no parents in the family, and there are not many brothers and sisters. Those who married out were all married out..." The rest were either cut off or sent to fiefs, or exiled.

Ye Qingyan stopped talking.

The more Lao Shangshu talked, the more he felt that he could marry?Conscience struggled for a while: "Actually, it's fine if Master Ye doesn't like it, I just help Master Ye go back." Isn't this pushing people into the fire pit?

Ye Qingyan said, "I think it's okay."

Old Shangshu was ready to be glared at by the emperor, when he heard this:? ?Eh?Eh!

Ye Qingyan was also happy: "What do you want to do next? Combine the horoscope? Or just hire me?"

Old Shangshu:? ? ?No, no, not at all?Just agree?

Is there something wrong with his ears, or is Mr. Ye crazy?

Ye Qingyan: "Is there a problem?"

Old Shangshu: ...the problem is serious!

Old Shangshu struggled: "Why don't you think about it again, Mr. Ye? What if it's a trap?"

Ye Qingyan couldn't help laughing, patted the old Shangshu on the shoulder, and comforted him: "It's okay, I like jumping into pits the most in my life."

He just gritted his teeth when he turned around: "Good job, Yin Chong, you're pretty good at playing tricks."