High Ridge Flower Rescue Project

Xi Hua has been in cultivation for almost half a month this time, and has never stepped out of the palace gate. He takes medicine and sleeps all day long, and sleeps and takes medicine.

I can even count the number of lines on the pillars of the palace.

Lin Fanqing hadn't been here for many days since he was taken back by the old prime minister that day, but he came here once and said goodbye, as if he had gone somewhere to take charge of disaster relief.

On the other hand, King Jing'an, Zhao Shize, ran over every few days, making Xi Hua extremely annoyed.

I heard that the old emperor is going to draft again.

The situation of floods and droughts cannot be seen, and the number of people affected by disasters in various places cannot be seen. He still wants to draft girls for himself, and Xi Hua is really convinced.

However, the old emperor's desire to draft a draft was eventually rejected by the old prime minister. Anyway, in a word,

"No money!"

Now all over the country are asking the imperial court for money and food. In order to raise money, the old prime minister has raided the homes of several wealthy businessmen, and this is barely enough.

Not to mention the draft, even the usual expenses of the palace were cut in half at once.

Seeing that winter is coming, if the disaster relief problem cannot be solved as soon as possible, it is unknown how many more refugees will be born and how many people will die this winter.

Xi Hua looked at the bare ginkgo tree and sighed.

Recently, the old prime minister had offended a lot of people because of the disaster relief. Everything else is fine, but the most important thing is that the old emperor's dissatisfaction has increased.

According to the thinking logic of the old emperor, the common people are not human beings at all, but now the old prime minister wants to reduce the expenses of the emperor for these worthless common people, which is simply unreasonable!

"Lin Yu, this old guy is really confused! What kind of heart does he have? I think he has forgotten who is the emperor of Wei!"

How could the old emperor, who was used to living a luxurious life, bear the current life, his temper became more and more irritable, and the palace people who served him so close were in danger.

But in the face of the pressure from top to bottom, the old prime minister insisted on carrying it down.

Finally, before the first snow fell this year, most of the disaster relief work was completed.

When he was young, Xi Hua was finally allowed to go out by the imperial physician.

Every year, a New Year's Eve banquet is held in the palace, and the palace ministers are invited to the palace to have fun with the emperor.

This year, due to the year, the banquet is not as extravagant and wasteful as in previous years, and various unnecessary expenses have been streamlined as much as possible.

This year, under the behest of the old prime minister, Xi Hua also made his appearance on such an important public occasion as the crown prince of Wei for the first time.

Until Xi Hua was sitting in his seat, he could still feel all kinds of looking, curious, or probing eyes from around him.

The hall was brightly lit, and no matter what kind of thoughts these people had, they all had the same smiles on their faces.

When Xi Hua went out today, Si Qin specially applied some color on his face to make him look better.

"Lin Aiqing has worked hard in this disaster relief, come, give me wine!"

The old emperor sat on the top and saw Lin Fanqing sitting in the crowd at a glance.

He observed silently for a while, and found that there was no ambiguity between Lin Fanqing and the prince, and the two sat far away from each other.

The old emperor's mind instantly became active again.

As the saying goes, what you can't get is always in turmoil. The old emperor has never missed anyone in his life, but Lin Fanqing has stumbled over and over again.

What's more, Lin Fanqing is still the grandson of that stubborn old man. When the old emperor thought of getting Lin Fanqing into his hands, the stubborn old man's reaction would be very refreshing.

Didn't you stop me from drafting?Isn't it necessary to reduce the cost of the palace?

Then it's not too much for me to collect some interest from your grandson first, right?

The more the old emperor thought about it, the more confident he became, and even the guilty conscience at the beginning disappeared.

He smiled and watched the eunuch bring the wine to Lin Fanqing.

The emperor bestows wine, which is supposed to be the honor of the ministers, let alone in front of everyone.

Although their current emperor is a little ridiculous and stupid.

But he is still the king.

Lin Fanqing had no reason to refuse, nor could he refuse.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the wine."

He raised his glass and looked up. His Royal Highness was sitting at the lower right hand of the emperor.

The eyes of the two met briefly, Lin Fanqing lowered his eyelids, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

Xi Hua's originally bored gaze froze for a moment when he saw Lin Fanqing.

The object of my mission came back for disaster relief?

When did you come back?

Xi Hua watched as Lin Fanqing finished drinking and sat back down again.

After this disaster relief, the temperament of the task target seems to be more stable.

People seem to be a little thinner, but their spirits are very different.

Just think that he is sitting among a lot of officials, all around him are wearing similar official uniforms, but Xi Hua can find Lin Fanqing at a glance.

There are gangsters, like cuts are like consultations, like cuts like grinding.

There are bandits and gentlemen who are full of ears and can be as good as stars.

Really, it couldn't be more apt.

Xi Hua was a little worried at first whether the old emperor had other intentions in giving wine to Lin Fanqing, but after Lin Fanqing, the old emperor gave many courtiers one after another, and did not order Lin Fanqing again. Name, Xi Hua also slowly let go of his heart.

Anyway, it has been decided that this world should never have any unnecessary relationship with the mission target, so after observing for a while, Xi Hua continued to focus on the singing and dancing in the field after seeing that there was nothing unusual about Lin Fanqing.

......

Lin Fanqing felt that gaze finally moved away from himself, and the hand that had been tightly holding the wine glass slowly loosened.

Half lost and half self-deprecatingly relieved.

Even though several months had passed, when Lin Fanqing came back again, he found that he still couldn't face His Royal Highness without fluctuation.

His Highness, just sitting there, just casting a glance, made Lin Fanqing feel that his dead heart was beating again.

He drank one cup after another as if avoiding it, and he never refused to come to his colleagues who came to toast.

In an instant, the flagon in front of him was emptied.

The palace man in charge of refilling the wine hurriedly brought a new jug over, but accidentally knocked it over in a panic, and the full jug of wine just spilled on Lin Fanqing's chest.

"My lord, forgive me! Slave, slave..."

Lin Fanqing was also embarrassed to argue with the little girl, and shook his head to signal that she could back down.

It's just that this clothes can't be worn anymore, and soon another aunt in charge came and asked Lin Fanqing to change clothes.

After Lin Fanqing left, the old emperor winked at Wang De, Wang De understood instantly, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, you can't drink any more, let this servant help you back to rest!"

The old emperor covered his head and said to Xi Hua: "I'm a little drunk, and the prince will host the banquet for me next."

Xi Huazheng was attracted by a juggler in the field, and saw the old emperor leaning on Wang De, looking like he had drunk too much, so he agreed.

The old emperor's departure did not cause any commotion, after all, everyone was used to it over the years.

Of course, they are more interested in the prince now.

Hosting the palace banquet on behalf of the emperor, there are many things behind it.

Although Xi Hua is the prince, many people have never seen him at all, except for the title of prince, he is almost like a transparent person.

But it is different now.

The first official appearance was entrusted with a heavy responsibility, and everyone looked at Xi Hua more enthusiastically.

Some of the quick-witted ones have already begun to wonder if there is a woman of the right age in their family.

Lin Fanqing followed the palace servants to change clothes.

His drinking capacity is actually not bad, and most of the wine in the palace banquet is fruit wine and sake with relatively low alcohol content, so Lin Fanqing is not too worried.

Just walking out of the hall and being blown by the cool wind, Lin Fanqing suddenly felt dizzy.

Seeing that his footsteps were a little unsteady, two little eunuchs who did not know when appeared next to him supported him, one on the left and the other on the right, "Be careful, my lord."

Double images appeared in front of Lin Fanqing's eyes, and his body became a little hot.

"I want to drink water."

The leading palace lady walked quickly, supported Lin Fanqing's little eunuch and responded, "Master Lin, you will be able to drink water soon."

Several people worked together to bring Lin Fanqing into a room, put him on the bed, and quickly closed the door.

Lin Fanqing waited in a daze for a while, but he was so thirsty that he got up to find water to drink.

He yelled a few times but no one answered, he groped to the door, pushed it, but didn't push it.

Lin Fanqing frowned and looked at the motionless front door, then gently pushed the side door.

Pop, open.

Lin Fanqing walked out satisfied.

He couldn't see the road clearly now, and after stumbling around for a while, he fell down among the flowers beside him.

In fact, Lin Fanqing faintly felt that his current state was not right, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

He just felt that there was something wrong with the wine, something wrong with the maid, and something wrong with the eunuch.

Lin Fanqing felt wronged and sad.

He thought of the prince again.

He hadn't seen the prince for so long, but the prince didn't even ask.

It seemed, as if he was just an insignificant person.

Lin Fanqing felt that this should not be the case.

Don't others say that he is the most trusted person of the prince?

But why, it seems that I am the only one who is reluctant to feel sad from the beginning to the end?

Obviously, obviously it shouldn't be like this.

Lin Fanqing slowed down among the flowers for a while, and after feeling that he had regained some strength, he tried his best to get up again.

He wants to see his highness.

He really, really wanted to see him, His Highness.

He wanted to see His Highness smiling at him and talking to him.

Instead of being cold and indifferent like a stranger like today.

Lin Fanqing felt like a fire was burning in his heart, and this fire drove him to find Xi Hua.

Lin Fanqing had simulated the road to the East Palace countless times in his mind.

But when he really stood at the entrance of the Prince's Hall, he suddenly became hesitant.

The lights were dim, and Lin Fanqing could vaguely see his highness coming out of the light and coming in front of him.

His Highness still looked almost the same as before, his whole body was wrapped in snow-white fox fur, which made his small face even smaller.

Lin Fanqing looked at Xi Hua standing in front of him, his mouth was opening and closing as if he was talking about something.

Lin Fanqing suddenly hugged Xi Hua.

He buried his head on Xi Hua's neck, and sincerely showed his first smile tonight, "I've got you."