A furnace of water incense burned in the imperial study.

There is a pot of golden hibiscus on the windowsill, which does not bloom in winter, but the green branches are trimmed particularly delicately and beautifully.

The handsome and beautiful young man was wearing a black nine dragon crown garment. The black imperial crown had removed the twelve beads and was sitting upright behind the desk looking through the map.

Just sitting there, he has the emperor's demeanor of being arrogant without anger.

It seems that he should be born to be the king of this nine-level palace.

Nan Guang came in confidently and looked at the embroidered dragon patterns on Xiao Yi's robe. He felt that the dragon patterns were spreading their teeth and claws. His calves became soft and soft, and his arrogant arrogance instantly disappeared.

He couldn't help but bow deeply and whispered loudly: "Gaomin, please the emperor!"

His voice was full of joy, and the palace maids and eunuchs who were serving in the imperial study couldn't help but lower their heads and laugh.

Xiao Yi had no expression on his face.

If Nan Maocao was Nan Jiaojiao's biological father, he would have been too lazy to see him.

He said lightly: "Uncle San is here to find me, what are you doing?"

Seeing that he was willing to call him "Uncle San", Nan Guang was even happier. He hurriedly walked around him, sat cross-legged beside him, and reached out to touch the embroidered pattern on his dragon robe.

Seeing this, the eunuch general was shocked and quickly scolded: "You must not be arrogant in front of the emperor! Stop it quickly!"

Xiao Yi raised his hand and signaled it was fine.

Nan Guang rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Isn't this what you have become the emperor? Come to the palace to watch... This is the first time I have entered the Da Yong Palace. The palace is indeed beautiful, even more spectacular than the palace city in Shengjing!"

Xiao Yi ignored him, just hung his long eyelashes and stared quietly at the Jiangnan map.

Nan Guang took out the oil paper bag from his wide sleeves and placed it next to the memorial piled up in mountains. He couldn't stop smiling: "Uncle San was afraid that you wouldn't be used to the food in the palace, so he specially bought you the oil pastry cake from the East Gate. Jiaojiao used to like that, but I thought about it, you also like to eat..."

Xiao Yi looked cold and raised his eyes a little, and glanced at the oily paper bag.

Nan Guang coughed twice and tempted with hope: "You are the emperor now and the most powerful person in the world. You also know how difficult it has been for the third uncle over the years. Look, can you arrange a position for the third uncle to be a half-office? The official Jiaojiao used to be the Grand Situ, right? Look at which third uncle I am suitable for? "

Xiao Yi slowly raised his head and stared at Nan Guang.

His third uncle is lucky and was born in the Nan family. He has a mother and brother standing upright. When he is middle-aged, he still has a lady from the official family willing to promise him, and has many children under his knees, and even an old man.

I am idle all day long and have a life of wealth and prosperity.

If Nan Jiaojiao lived half as comfortable as him...

Xiao Yi's eyes were deep, and his hand holding the map was quietly tightened.

After a while, he sneered: "Uncle San came to the palace to ask for an official position? Your little daughter is missing, and you still have the heart to ask for an official position? Uncle San, she has been very filial to you all these years, don't let her be cold."

His voice was low and careless.

But it makes people afraid.

The imperial study room was filled with the ground dragon, which was very warm.

The smell of the deep water fragrance is a little rich, which makes Nan Guang feel inexplicably depressed.

Sweat gradually spread on his back, and he said embarrassedly: "Just just a joke, a joke... I entered the palace for the sake of..."

Thinking of something, he suddenly slapped his thigh with relief: "Isn't Jiaojiao's grandmother yet? I have to go to the palace to ask, do you have Jiaojiao's whereabouts? Are you willing to marry her in the future?

"Xiao Yi, your grandmother has spoken. Our Jiaojiao innocence has long been entrusted to you. You can't let her down. At least you have to be the queen. Oh, right? And her brother, although Sui'an is young, he will be the uncle in the future. Xiao Yi, you have to help your brother-in-law!"

Xiao Yi withdrew his gaze.

But I no longer have the intention to study the map again.

His third uncle has been like this in his life. It’s not that he doesn’t love Nan Jiaojiao, but that his love for Nan Jiaojiao is still not as fierce as other children.

He put away the picture album and forced his attitude not to be too hideous: "If the third uncle is fine, it is better to go back to the house first. I have important things to discuss with my ministers."

The palace is prosperous, so where can I bear to leave in Nanguang?

Before entering the palace, he specially packed up his clothes and was hoping to stay in the palace.

He said with a shy face and carefully: "It's rare to come here, I'll leave now. What a pity... I heard that the Supreme Emperor also lives in the palace? The Supreme Emperor and I are in-laws, so I have to visit him to him to be considered the etiquette. I also specially ordered the servant to carry two jars of wine-"

"Uncle San."

Xiao Yi interrupted him coldly.

The emperor's aura spread to the entire imperial study in an instant.

Nan Guang was shocked and his face was pale, his calves were very weak, so he quickly stood up and bowed: "Since you are not happy, I'd better go home and say goodbye-"

He didn't look back and ran out of the imperial study room.

The servant was waiting outside and saw him coming out, he hurriedly greeted him happily: "Master, can we stay in the palace?"

Nan Guang slapped him on the forehead: "Stop it!"

He patted too hard, and the servant didn't pay attention. The soft bag and the wine jar in his hand fell to the ground. The bag dispersed, and the middle-aged man's changing of laundry pants was fully exposed.

The master and servant blushed, and [Youyou Reading     www.uutxt.co] hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

The court officials waiting to meet the emperor in the corridor saw him and couldn't help but laugh:

"Is this the witch's father? It's so cold and too unattached!"

"As he likes, he still wants to be a father-in-law... Not to mention what his daughter is, this kind of country man who has lost his etiquette in front of the emperor is also worthy of going to the palace to the same seat as me?"

“…”

All kinds of discussions emerge one after another.

Seeing this, the blue veins on the forehead leaped randomly.

The master gave the princess' innocence to all civil and military officials, but they didn't believe it, and insisted that the master was confused by the witch and had to cover up.

Shi Ku knew that over the past year, Queen Shen has acted ruthlessly and domineeringly.

Under her power, the forbearance of the aristocratic family and the anger of the poor family have reached their peak. Now they have finally turned over and become the master. They urgently need a target to vent their anger.

They did not dare to vent their anger on Queen Shen, so they spread all their anger on the princess' head, calling the princess a witch and a beauty. They repeatedly advised the master, asking to use the princess' head to pay tribute to the dead crown prince and the loyal ministers of the Wen family.

All kinds of remarks make people angry!

Shi Ku scolded: "What do you guys say? Why don't you go to the new emperor and say, what's the ability to gossip like this?!"

The aristocratic families looked at each other for a few moments, not taking him, a little guard, and smiled contemptuously, and continued to talk loudly.

Very anxious.

I understand Empress Shen’s extraordinary qualities. Without thunder means, I can’t suppress this group of aristocratic families at all!

In the imperial study room.

Xiao Yi's face was filled with coldness, and he raised his hand to overturn the low case.

With a loud "bang", memorials, pens, ink, paper and ink fell all over the ground.

The discussion outside the corridor came to an abrupt end.

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