The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

In the past, when Shen Zhaoyi was not crazy, he would often call his name in private.

She is usually straight and cold, and when she is in a particularly good mood, she will call him Xiaohan.

After Shen Zhaoyi left, no one called him by his name again. Everyone called him the third prince, and later he became the crown prince. Now when everyone sees him, they should respectfully address him as His Majesty the Emperor.

No one ever called him Akan.

These two words are more intimate than Qinghan, but they don't have a bit of a teasing connotation like Xiaohan.

In this world, Xixi is probably the only one who can say these two words so naturally.

This is Xixi's nickname for him.

Only she can shout, and only she can shout.

Luo Qinghan felt that his heart was slightly scratched, a little itchy and a little soft.

He couldn't help reaching out to hug Xixi, lowered his head and approached her, whispering.

"Come on, shout again."

What responded to him was the sound of steady breathing.

She fell asleep again.

Luo Qinghan sighed softly, and kissed the top of her hair.

Holding his beloved, he felt extremely at ease, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, the hail matter became the focus of the discussions among the ministers.

Everyone expresses their opinions. You and I are very lively. The emperor listens quietly most of the time, and occasionally responds with two sentences, but even so, no one dares to ignore this overly handsome young emperor.

When the emperor first ascended the throne, there were people who tried to challenge the majesty of the new emperor.

As a result, those people were either dismissed from office, transferred from afar, or even grown old.

None of them ended well anyway.

After so many lessons, the courtiers no longer dare to underestimate the emperor.

Coupled with the emperor's vigorous promotion of young talents, it can be seen that now the emperor does not value rank and qualifications, but he values ​​true talents and hard work.

This led to a strong sense of crisis among the senior officials in the DPRK.

They were afraid that these old waves would be beaten to death on the beach by the previous waves, and they all tried their best to express themselves.

This is the case today, whether it is an old minister or a new noble, as long as they are standing in the council hall, they are all actively planning countermeasures, and the atmosphere is much better than the lifeless appearance before.

Under the collective efforts, the response plan for the hail disaster has been newly released, and then it is only necessary to follow this plan to implement it.

Luo Qinghan was about to announce his retreat from the DPRK, and the iron-clad official walked out of the queue and said loudly.

"Hail is a natural disaster. According to the usual practice, every time a natural disaster occurs, the emperor must go to the Taimiao to plead guilty to the ancestors, and issue an edict of guilt to the people of the world, so as to stabilize the people's hearts. Wei Chen urges His Majesty to follow the practice, sue the Taimiao, and offend the edict. !"

After speaking, he knelt down on the ground and gave a solid salute.

For a while, the council hall was silent.

Everyone held their breath, not even breathing too loudly.

In fact, it is not just the prosperous dynasties. There is such an unwritten convention in all dynasties. Every time a natural disaster occurs, the emperor must take the initiative to take responsibility, and he will sue the Taimiao and punish himself, so as to express his repentance to God. Hope The calamity stopped here, and the weather will be good year after year.

However, everyone knows very well that doing so is of little practical significance.

The so-called suing the Taimiao and incriminating one's own edict is nothing but self-deception.

Therefore, in today's morning court, almost everyone tacitly chose to ignore this matter. They wanted to pretend that there was no such thing, so as not to cause the emperor's displeasure and bring unwarranted disaster to themselves.

Who would have thought that there would be such an iron-headed official, as if blind, unable to see the current situation at all, and opened his mouth to pierce this layer of window paper.

The originally harmonious and beautiful atmosphere was mixed up completely.

There was only silence and embarrassment in the council hall.

Countless people are scolding that official in their hearts, is it not good to live well? Have to die!

Luo Qinghan was indeed a little unhappy in his heart.

Natural disasters cannot be controlled by human beings. He doesn't think it's his fault, and he doesn't think he can make the country better by issuing an edict.

Instead of spending time on these fancy things, it is better to spend more time doing real things.

He sat on the top of the head, looked coldly at Yan Guan who was kneeling on the ground, and said in a low voice.

"You're right, but I've been too busy recently, and I'm feeling unwell. I don't have time to go to the Taimiao in person, so I can only ask the King of England to run this trip on my behalf. Bar."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the council hall without looking back.

Everyone complimented the emperor to leave.

Inside the Royal Palace.

Luo Yechen looked at the imperial decree that was sent to him with a confused expression.

"Why did this king go to the Taimiao to plead guilty to the ancestors? What does this have to do with this king?"

Cao Nuo held the imperial decree in both hands and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has been busy with state affairs recently, and I really can't find time to go to the Taimiao, so I can only ask the lord to do it for you."

Luo Yechen looked like a dog: "But why is it this king?"

Cao Nuo: "Your Majesty and Your Majesty are brothers, and they share the same spirit. In this world, there is really no more suitable replacement than Your Majesty."

Luo Yechen: "..."

Just because Lao Tzu and him are brothers, can he justifiably come to cheat Lao Tzu? !

You stinky brother don't have human nature!

Cao Nuo reminded: "Your Highness, please accept the order."

Luo Yechen resisted the urge to speak fragrantly, took the imperial decree with both hands, and reluctantly bowed in the direction of the palace: "Thank you Lord Longen."

Cao Nuo successfully completed the task, flicked the whisk, and left Shi Shiran.

Luo Yechen threw the imperial decree aside, his face turning green with anger.

Bu Sheng Yan asked someone to make him a cup of chrysanthemum tea, so that he could get off the fire.

Luo Yechen didn't want to drink tea, he just wanted to scold people now.

Bu Shengyan reassured: "Don't be angry, my lord, it's just a trip to the Taimiao Temple. You can treat it as if you were going out for a while. Anyway, you usually go out to play."

Luo Yechen said angrily: "What is this? I'm going to the imperial temple to kowtow to the ancestors to admit my mistake, but what did I do wrong? Why should I admit my mistake? I'm not convinced!"

When the emperor has no part in him, he will be remembered when he admits his mistake.

He doesn't want to be the big guy!

Bu Shengyan knew that this guy's rebellious psychology was coming, and the more he persuaded him at this time, the stronger his rebelliousness.

So after a few words of coaxing, she stopped coaxing, and instead asked Xiao Hanhan to be carried over.

Seeing the baby smashed, Luo Yechen's attention was immediately diverted.

He and Bu Shengyan circled around Xiao Hanhan together.

Erzhuo really looks more and more cute, even the saliva bubbles he spit out are so crystal clear, Luo Yechen is full of joy, and even the anger in his stomach has dissipated.

After Luo Yechen calmed down, he thought about going to the imperial temple to confess his sins. Although he was still a little dissatisfied, he did not resist as much as before.

As the princess said, it's better to go out and play.

It's just a walkthrough anyway.