The Prime Minister has something to do

disappeared.

He Houhan was still kneeling on the ground, and I don't know how long it had been since the severe pain in his knees had turned into numbness, and the kick kicked by Chong Yuan on his shoulders began to swell and hurt, so he slowly crawled up from the ground He got up and lay down on the bed with his clothes on.

He closed his eyes, but there was still a picture in his mind, a hurried and patient silhouette of Chongyuan walking away, his facial features were dragged in the narrow and long shadow into a graceful and beautiful like a ghost, but his profile was It also showed a kind of hardness and sadness... The rare sincerity reminded him of the fate that made him feel so painful that night just a few days ago. child.

He Houhan didn't know what he was thinking, but he knew that these fragments and messy thoughts were undoubtedly disturbing his mind. He didn't want to go into a dead end, but he couldn't control it at times... His mind was full of Chong Yuan's figure and expression , Jiang Sheng's voice popped out again after a while, lingering.

When he went to court the next day, He Houhan greeted all the ministers with a smile as usual, waiting for the emperor to go to court, waiting for the first one to perform the ceremony of kneeling and prostrating. A few bruises remained.

Chong Yuan sat on the dragon chair and waved his hands, then Eunuch Xia took a step forward, unfolded the imperial decree made of yellow silk in his hand, and read aloud: "This is the special order for Fang Yixin, the eldest daughter of Fang Zhitan, the deputy general of Zuodu, and the censor Zheng Yuhan. Daughter Zheng Yirou, on the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, entered the harem with Yang Shihua, the eldest daughter of Minister of Punishment Yang Shouguo, with the rank of concubine. This—”

The minister who was pointed out immediately kowtowed to thank him for accepting the decree. Of course, the others congratulated and praised the emperor for his wisdom, while making small calculations in their hearts.

At this point, if this is a story about the harem, then He Houhan should be jealous and pester him endlessly; People don't meet each other; if this is a story of brain damage, then when He Houhan was wronged, the emperor would jokingly say, "Ai Qing, I am teasing you."

But at this moment, He Houhan just watched with cold eyes, thinking in his heart... Chongyuan's move was very subtle.

Vice-General Fang and Zheng Yushi were both military commanders, and they are the best among military generals in the Shun Dynasty except the Rong family. Chongyuan only brought the daughters of these two families into the harem. The more and more noble civil servants balance each other, but at the same time, they also restrain the Rong family who have made great military achievements in recent years...

He Houhan thought of this - looking at it in a different direction, but Ruo Chongyuan didn't want to suppress the Rong family... but wanted to reuse the Rong family... Maybe it was because of the border...

Furthermore, he felt a little anxious...Mingqiao, Mingqiao, there are many empresses in the palace...

What is the prime minister hiding (full)

Chongyuan four years, the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Before Laba Festival came, He Ningning took her daughter back to the capital and stayed at home for a few days.In the traditional festivals of the Shun Dynasty, a married daughter must return to her natal home in two seasons, one is the Laba Festival, and the other is the second day of the first lunar month.

Zhou Wanling is already three years old, and she has only a handful of hobbies, one is licking sugar skin, and the other is getting tired of crooked people.

It is said that at the age of three, He Houhan really doesn't know what she will be like in the future. I only hope that she...don't live up to her name.

He Ningning was wearing a floral padded jacket. She was in her twenties this year, and she was at her most charming and beautiful. Seeing her hugging her daughter, who would have thought that her son was enjoying the honor and favor in the Eastern Palace?

After He Houhan found out about Mingqiao, he would inevitably think about it when he saw He Ningning again this time, but this big secret...he would bury it in his heart until the end.

I don't know if it's the wonderful blood relationship between the siblings or He Ningning's innate sensitivity. She suddenly noticed that something was wrong with He Houhan today. She couldn't tell exactly what was wrong. She seemed a little sentimental and also a little upset impatient.

He Ningning's thoughts are delicate, she thought about He Houhan is now 25-[-] years old, carrying the last emperor's decree on his body, so far there is no one who warms the bed to say something intimate... Today, the sage accepts it all at once With three concubines, he must not feel too comfortable... She thought so, she put Zhou Wanling on the ground, and let the little girl sway over to grab the hem of He Houhan's clothes, and asked with a smile: " Why is brother so depressed today?"

He Houhan asked in surprise, "Where did you see that I was depressed?"

He Ningning laughed and said, "Every time I come, my brother always brings Linger to play with Ah Hua, but now, Linger is enough for you for half a day, and you are still absent-minded."

He Houhan sighed: "No. It's just that there are some things in my heart that lie in it, and people don't know what to do."

He Ningning asked suspiciously: "Brother is now the prime minister of a country, what can make it so difficult for you?"

He Houhan held Zhou Wanling's two little hands while saying, "The power of heaven is unpredictable!"

He Ningning heard the nod, she didn't dare to comment, hesitated for a moment, thought for a while, and then asked: "Where is that Mr. Jiang who always comes to our house? I used to meet him every time I came here." He hasn't been seen in the past few days."

He Houhan touched Zhou Wanling's fluffy little head. She finally climbed onto his knee and was trying her best to reach his neck. He supported Zhou Wanling with one hand, and said casually: "he's gone."

He Ningning stared at He Houhan and said, "Aren't you coming back again?"

He Houhan let out an ah, and replied, "You can't say for sure."

Seeing his appearance, He Ningning laughed suddenly and said, "Could it be because your friend left suddenly, so you can't let go for a while?"

He Ningning's words were like a slap in the face to He Houhan, but he still didn't show any lies on his face, and said with a faint smile: "He has disturbed the peace in my residence, and it's been three years, so he should leave. "

He Ningning took a few glances at He Houhan, and said after a while, "I think Mr. Jiang is here, and this empty mansion is much more lively."

He Houhan nodded and said, "You're right too." The look of being all-necessary was extremely perfunctory.

He Ningning said again: "I hope Mr. Jiang will spend more time with brother, I can see...he is very good to you."

As soon as He Houhan heard this, he felt that something was wrong. He Ningning's words obviously changed, but his ability to pretend to be stupid was first-class, so he lazily said: "He is doing business in the capital, and I take care of him. I even cut the ribbon for the inn he opened. He owes me a favor, so naturally he wants to please me."

He Ning glanced at him and stopped talking.There were a few doubts in her heart all the time. First, Mr. Jiang was too considerate to her brother, and he was in time to make an offering to a Bodhisattva; Zhou Xuan, straight to the point, swears at each other when impatient, and doesn't hide it in front of her... He Houhan has never said a few truths, so looking at it, the contact mode between him and Jiang Sheng is very intriguing up.He Ningning has always been a little confused, is the two of them on good terms or against each other?Now she tried a few words but saw that He Houhan spoke with a very serious expression, which made her uncertain for a while.

The two of them basked in the sun for a while in the side hall, Zhou Wanling took a nap, and woke up screaming hungry.

He Houhan withdrew from the unknown upset, hugged Zhou Wanling in a circle, and coaxed, "Uncle will take you to find something delicious."

He Ningning planned to take Zhou Wanling back tomorrow morning, and this evening He Houhan ordered the kitchen to cook a sumptuous dinner.

Zhou Wanling was full in a while, waving her arms and sitting on He Houhan's legs, and He Houhan looked down at her, looking at Zhou Wanling's upturned fluffy head with a pair of black and white eyes , He Houhan could not help laughing and said: "You little thing, you can't wait for uncle to finish eating."

After speaking, he picked up Zhou Wanling, stood up and walked outside.

He Ningning quickly stopped her and said, "You are too spoiled with her, give her to me, you eat first."

He Houhan paused, and suddenly the image of Mingqiao appeared in his mind. The little doll was holding his hand, to be more precise, the ink pestle in his hand... The doll raised its head, It was also a pair of black and white eyes, staring at him curiously.

Empress He's heart felt sore, no matter how much he didn't want to think about it, he didn't dare to think about it, it was his nephew by blood, his fate changed because of him, and his life would be closely related to him.He doesn't understand anything about that small child, but he is already a prince... His secret identity is destined to not have a real mother to spoil him, and he is not even of royal blood... ...Who would pamper him like this?

He Houhan hugged Zhou Wanling and sat back, while ordering: "Bring some of the desserts I bought from Jiabaoji a few days ago."

Zhou Wanling is very similar to He Houhan in one aspect, that is, the taste of food, everyone likes sweetness and avoids spicy food.

He Ningning watched Zhou Wanling's attention quickly caught by a plate of soft pastries with great interest, and couldn't help laughing, "You gluttonous girl."

He Houhan also smiled: "It's okay, Jiabaoji's food is really good."

At this time, the image of Mingqiao looking up at him with his neck up appeared in his mind again. He Houhan's heart tightened, and he could no longer be calm, so he turned to He Ningning and said, "I still have some things to do, you and Ling'er have a good time." Rest, I will ask Luo Xiang to take you back tomorrow morning."

He Ningning responded: "You have to pay attention to your health, it's so cold, and mother is not here, now there is no one to worry about you."

He Houhan smiled, and said, "I'll be 26 years old in a few days, so I don't need someone to take care of me."

He Ningning hesitated to speak, but finally said: "Sooner or later, there will be someone."

He Houhan stopped talking and turned around