I don't think I'll survive this year

Ji Huaizhi tossed and turned for a long time, but he couldn't come up with any regulations, but soon he didn't have to think about it anymore.

On the second day, when the sky was still dark, there was a sudden commotion in the palace. Ji Huaizhi hadn't slept at all. When he heard the commotion, he immediately turned over and got out of bed. After walking a few steps, he opened the door and went out. He met the little eunuch who came to report the news. .

Ji Huai knew him straight away—his name was Liu Yong, and he was on duty for Tai An Dian.

The guess in his heart was confirmed, Ji Huaizhi staggered, almost unable to stand, and his heart was empty.The little eunuch knelt in front of him and cried, but Ji Huaizhi didn't hear anything, and he didn't want to hear anything.

Raising his hand and waving away the palace servants who wanted to come to help him, he staggered towards Tai Andian wearing only his underwear.

What happened next was orderly amidst the chaos. The procedures for death and mourning were cumbersome, not to mention the death of an emperor. For a moment, everything was covered with white silk and plains everywhere. The officials wailed and mourned.But the true feelings in their hearts may only be known to them.

……

Everyone has to live the days away, even if the person who passed away was a generation of emperors, there is no exception.

For most people, their days are no different: Those who should go to the earth will still go to the earth, and those who should go to the court will still go to the court...

However, for Ji Huaizhi, the difference is huge.

In winter, the dawn will come later, and the sky at five o'clock is still dark blue, with a crescent moon in the sky, faintly emitting a faint fluorescent light.

Ji Huai sat straight on the uncomfortable dragon chair, watching the people below talking sleepily, taking a few deep breaths from time to time to avoid yawning on such a solemn occasion.

——It’s not that he doesn’t want to cheer up, it’s really that even if he listens attentively, it won’t be of much use, and the group below don’t expect him to express any opinions at all.

This made him relive the feeling of listening to the old professor in the university class in his previous life, but the number of professors and students was adjusted.

Ji Huaizhi recalled the first few days when he went to court, and he was still quite frightened. After all, eating, drinking and having fun accounted for the vast majority of his short life. That's common sense.

During the period when the first emperor was seriously ill, Ji Huaizhi also received emergency training for a month, but he felt that his ability was insufficient, and he was still far from the lofty goal of governing the country.

But these anxious days were only a few days away. Ji Huaizhi soon realized that his worries were too much. In the entire court, no one expected him to make a decision, and even to raise some opinions, he would Reasonably and logically rejected.

Ji Huaizhi: ...

After being choked several times in a row, Ji Huaizhi also gradually began to appreciate the taste - is this giving him a blow?

It's really no wonder Ji Huaizhi thinks too much. In the past few months, he has done nothing else, so he has thoroughly grasped the attributes of this bunch of ministers. Let's not talk about the cheating "wisdom" and "martial arts". Talking about "ambition" and "loyalty"——after Ji Huaizhi ascended the throne in a daze, he discovered that the last word "favor" automatically changed to "loyalty"——the senior officials of the fifth rank and above in this hall treated him His "loyalty"... I really don't want to mention it.

The only person who passed was Yang Wanche, the head of the auxiliary government cabinet that his father pointed out to him--a pitiful 63 points... This is only after the chief assistant gave him a few lectures, he will be promoted .

Ji Huaizhi once suspected that this newly emerged "loyalty", like the previous "wisdom" and "martial arts", was all made up of numbers.But later, after a long time, he gradually discovered that this value is probably still reliable...

——It might as well be unreliable.

Facing a large room full of high-ranking court officials whose loyalty levels range from 99 to [-], and beside him is a covetous uncle with an ambition value of [-]... Ji Huaizhi feels his neck chill every time he goes to court...

What about the promised nine-five-year honor and supreme imperial power?

……

Ji Huaizhi actually wandered in his mind, and suddenly heard a slightly higher voice from below: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Ji Huai raised his head straight, and saw Li Wang holding a wat in both hands, bending over respectfully, it was he who made the voice just now.

Ji Huai couldn't help having another toothache.This uncle of his, whether he treated the late emperor or him, was so respectful that no one could fault him, and he was worthy of the four-character description of "flexible and stretchable" under his attribute value.

What did they just say?It seems to be about An Wang's entry into Beijing?

Tsk, one uncle hasn't solved it yet, but another one came... Why is it so difficult for him to save his own life?

Although there were many turmoil in his heart, Ji Huai still nodded calmly and said "yes" on his face.

——If he says "no", it is estimated that there will be another long speech and quotations. Anyway, the final result is not bad, so it is better to be more straightforward, Ji Huaizhi thought rather self-destructively.

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In the evening, in the Dingxiang Building in the west of the capital.

It was dinner time at this moment, and the hall was naturally full of voices.Although the private room on the second floor is still far from quiet, it is much quieter than the noisy one downstairs.

Among the busy waiters in the shop, a slender figure is particularly eye-catching. She is wearing a plain dress, only slightly darker blue at the edges and waist. The skirt is winding and the palace sash is lightly fluttering when she walks, which makes her look even more beautiful. She is gentle and pleasant.

The regular customers of Dingxiang Building all know this beauty, she is the proprietress of this building, and everyone calls her "Yun Niang".

Ordinarily, in this market, no matter men or women, most of them will be a bit aggressive, not to mention restaurants and restaurants are places where troubles are easy to cause, if you are a little soft-tempered, you will always be bullied.But this Yuniang's temperament couldn't be more gentle.

However, even so, no one dared to make trouble here. If we talk about the reason, it is nothing more than that the backstage of this Dingxianglou is strong enough.A few years ago, the eldest son of Zuodu Yushi's family took a fancy to Yunniang and wanted to take her home by force, but it was the Yushi who came in person and dragged the unworthy son back.

This incident became more and more exaggerated later, and finally this ordinary restaurant was related to the one in Miyagi.

——However, it seems that this rumor is not false now.

No matter what others think, this Dingxiang Building has been open all the time, but since then, this proprietress, who didn't show her face very much, has become increasingly rare.

……

Today, I don't know who it is who can bother Yunniang to serve the food herself.

Yunniang didn't walk fast, the dress she is wearing now is beautiful, but it is a bit cumbersome, and it is fine for ordinary walking, but it will be more inconvenient if she is carrying dishes in her hands.

However, looking at the uncontrollable smile on the corners of her brows and eyes, she obviously doesn't care, and even enjoys it...

She wobbled to a small cubicle in the northeast corner of the second floor, tapped three times, and waited for a response from inside before pushing the door and slowly walking in.

There were only two teenagers in the room, sitting at a large table.The seats that can accommodate seven or eight people, only these two people sat, seemed a bit deserted; but the table was lively, the cups, plates and dishes were packed to the brim, with almost no room left.

Seeing that it was Yun Niang who came in, Ji Huaizhi finally found a chance to speak, "Sister Yun, this time only Wen Tong and I are here, why did you ask people to serve so many dishes?"

Yun Niang put down the porcelain plate in her hand, and explained slowly: "Master, I haven't been here for a long time. Dingxianglou has a lot of new dishes these days. I thought you like it, so I asked them to bring them over. ..."

Yunniang was talking, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Yang Wentong sitting beside him, who was winking at Ji Huaizhi, with a very obvious teasing meaning.She blushed suddenly, and lowered her head shyly.

Seeing this, Yang Wentong's expression became even more exaggerated.Ji Huai glared at him, but he didn't care at all. Instead, he said straightly to Ji Huai: "Do you hear me, you like it. This is Yunniang's heart, you can't waste it..."

Even the roots of Yunniang's ears became more and more rosy, but the next sentence made her heart skip a beat.

She heard the young man's teasing voice, "...I don't know what year and month I'll get it when I eat it next time?"

The implication in these words made Yunniang's heart cold. For a moment, she ignored the shyness just now, raised her head, forced a smile and said, "Mr. Yang, what are you talking about? In this Dingxiang Building, the sons of several sons The seats are always reserved... If it's not convenient for the young masters to come to the door, it's okay to send someone to say, and have someone send it..."

As she spoke, her tone gradually dropped, and finally she asked almost in a whisper, "Could it be that the young master wants to travel far away from Beijing..."

Seeing Yunniang's pale face, Yang Wentong suddenly felt awkward, and the expression on his face was a little embarrassing.He looked up at Ji Huaizhi, and saw that he was still staring at him with a bad expression, but he didn't intend to speak.

Yang Wentong gritted his teeth secretly, and finally explained to Yun Niang: "It's not that I want to leave Beijing."

Seeing the corners of Yunniang's lips rising, Yang Wentong suddenly felt the pressure doubled, and he continued to speak with some difficulty: "However, Huaizhi inherited the family business a few months ago, and I'm afraid he will rarely be free after that... Moreover, his family has very strict rules, and it is difficult to send outside things in... So, in the future..."

The smile on Yunniang's face became stiffer with these words, and Yang Wentong's heart was filled with guilt, but he quickly came back to it: It's not him that people are looking forward to, why is he feeling guilty here? ah……

Besides, it wasn't him who stopped Ji Huaizhi from coming over, at most he just made things clear.

——Even if he doesn't speak, Yunniang will know sooner or later...

Having figured it out, Yang Wentong raised his head, glanced at Ji Huaizhi, and gave him a helpless look, but the other party didn't look at him at all, but spoke a few words of gentle persuasion to Yun Niang, nothing more than "In the future, if If there is a chance, I will come again" and other common polite words.

Yang Wentong was secretly slandering, and his words were just to coax a three-year-old child.But he never expected that Yunniang would take it seriously... He watched the other party's expression gradually warm up, confessed his crime in a soft voice, and then retreated reluctantly, before leaving, he gently closed the door up.