Your Majesty, You Can't

"Happy New Year."

He Lanzhi smiled and congratulated the guard on duty at the entrance of the imperial study, "Is the emperor in there?"

"Your Majesty wishes you a Happy New Year." The flattered imperial guard bowed and bowed, "Returning to the Prime Minister, the Holy Majesty is working in the palace."

"Then I went to pay New Year's greetings to the emperor. Thanks to your hard work, you are still on duty during the New Year."

It was the first time for the imperial guards to hear the gloomy and indifferent Master He Lan uttered words of concern, and they lowered their heads even more terrified and said, "It's not hard work, my lord, go slowly."

In the past six months, He Lanzhi has almost gotten used to the shocked and timid expressions of the people around him from time to time, so he nodded indifferently, "Yeah."

To change everyone's impression of He Lanzhi, you still have to be patient and take your time.Moreover, the incident of appeasing the refugees last time has changed the people's attitude towards the prime minister who has done all kinds of evil. Although the overall image is still a villain, it is still a bit of progress, isn't it?

There is a long way to go.

His days are still long.

He Lanzhi comforted himself silently in his heart, and at the same time raised his ink boots and stepped into the imperial study.The warm earth dragon and the billowing hot air from the hot stove rushed towards his face, making He Lanzhi, who was covered in snow and wind, feel extra warm.

He Lanzhi took off the sable fur and handed it to the waiting eunuch, walked up to Zhao Yin who was approving the memorial, and said: "My minister congratulates the emperor on welcoming the new year, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Zhao Yin put down his vermilion pen, stepped forward with a smiling face, and helped He Lanzhi's bent body, "There is no need to be polite in front of me, and I wish my father a happy New Year."

"Thank you, my Majesty, Your Majesty."

The temperature of the opponent's palm was transmitted through the fabric, and He Lanzhi's wrist, which had been frozen to the point of losing consciousness, regained consciousness a little after feeling the warmth from Zhao Yin's palm.He Lanzhi smiled gratefully at the little emperor, and after trying to move his wrist, he handed the golden brocade bag he had prepared in his sleeve pocket to Zhao Yin.

The little emperor took the kit, turned it upside down and looked it up a few times, then weighed it again, completely confused, so he blinked his black eyes and asked, "Father Xiang, what is the heavy stuff here? "

"Your Majesty might as well take it apart and have a look." He Lanzhi pursed his lips and smiled.

Zhao Yin squeezed the brocade bag, and after confirming that there were no dangerous items, he dared to carefully remove the red string tied with the brocade bag, and carefully looked into the bag.

Inside are all exquisitely crafted gold ingots, and the small gold ingots are carved by craftsmen into the appearance of various auspicious animals, which shows the sincerity of the gift giver's meticulous preparation.

The little emperor took out a small gold locket, tilted his head and asked him, "What are these?"

He Lanzhi resisted the urge to reach out and rub the little emperor's head, and replied with a serious expression: "This is the new year's money I sent to His Majesty. I wish the emperor a long life, and everything will be fine in the new year." Ruyi. The weather in the country is good, the world is peaceful, the grain is plentiful, and the prosperity is good."

"New year's money..." Zhao Yin looked at Jin Kaizi in a daze, "This is the first time Xiangfu gave me..."

"Eh?"

He Lan was stunned, did the former Prime Minister never give it to him before?

There was a look of nostalgia in Zhao Yin's eyes, and he rubbed the surface of the silk bag with his fingertips, "Since my father passed away, no one has given me lucky money anymore."

This was the first time the little emperor referred to himself as "I".

The loneliness and sadness lingering around Zhao Yin's body made He Lanzhi feel a throbbing pain in his heart, and couldn't help but want to go forward and hug this distressing child.

And he did the same - or, it should be that the body was one step ahead of the brain, and directly acted for him, wrapping his arms and wrists around Zhao Yin's small body.

It was obviously a happy and festive Chinese New Year atmosphere, but he made it so sad by his actions.

He Lanzhi regretted it very much, he shouldn't have given the New Year's money at that time, he knew that the little emperor would think of that farting father, so he called the kit a New Year's gift.

Zhao Yin was suddenly embraced by He Lanzhi, and before he could react in time to push him away, he felt that he was being held tighter by the other party.

"This minister will give the emperor New Year's money every year from now on," He Lanzhi buried his head in Zhao Yin's neck, and said sullenly, "It was my negligence before, and this minister will make up for all the years. "

"Father..."

Zhao Yin's hand on He Lanzhi's shoulder slid down as if giving up, and He Lanzhi let He Lanzhi hold him tightly.

"Your Majesty, don't be sad, okay?" He Lanzhi's voice was very soft, but there was an indescribable tenderness, "Your Majesty is not alone, I will always be with you."

He has personally experienced the loneliness of the death of a loved one, so he naturally understands it.

However, he didn't want Zhao Yin to be immersed in this kind of sadness any longer.

He wanted Zhao Yin to understand that there would be someone by his side to accompany him.

That person's surname is He and his name is Lanzhi.

Probably feeling the mood of He Lanzhi's words, Zhao Yin was suddenly at a loss, so he reached out his hand clumsily and patted He Lanzhi's back lightly.

"The minister will always be by the emperor's side."

"Well, I know." Zhao Yin closed his eyes and called out, "He Lanzhi."

"The minister... is there?"

"Thank you." Zhao Yin repeated in a low voice, "Thank you."

Even if it was a lie to please him, Zhao Yin still wanted to covet the false promise at this moment, and did not want to expose it.

Thank you for saying what I most wanted to hear.

Zhao Yin said silently in his heart.