After finally tasting all the food, Sima Zhong touched his more rounded belly and said with satisfaction: "Yang Meie is quite good here. I have been staying here for the past few days."
"Then I'll make some arrangements, old slave." Zhang Du agreed hastily.
But Yang Xianrong's face was already dark because she wanted to lie down for a while longer.
"Your Majesty, my concubine's place hasn't been tidied up yet, but it's a mess. How many days will it take for you to come?"
"Hey, everyone else is overjoyed after hearing so much about me. Why do you want me to come in a few days?" Sima Zhong sat there too lazy to move, while Zhang Liangxue and some people quickly cleared the table.
"The concubine has just moved in, and a lot of clothes and letters have not been sorted out. In addition, the concubine's parents have returned to Tai'an County, so a lot of things have been brought in. Now they are all piled up in the house. I have no time to tidy up." Yang Xianrong didn't notice and asked Lan Xiang to open the bedroom door.
Sure enough, there were many large boxes stacked there, as well as piles of fabrics and the Four Treasures of the Study. It was very messy.
"Hey, let them clean it up and you can play with me." Sima Zhong didn't dislike the mess here and was quite happy. "How about I help you clean it up and see what else you can have fun with."
"Ah? How dare you trouble the emperor!" Yang Xianrong curled his lips again, "Otherwise, the outside world will say that I am hypocritical. Wouldn't that be bad?"
"What's the point? Anyway, I usually have nothing to do, and I feel uncomfortable with my idle time." Sima Zhong looked at Yang Xianrong and stretched out his hand, "Come and pull me up, and I will clean it up for you."
"Ah this..." Yang Xianrong turned his head and glanced at Zhang Du. Zhang Du, on the other hand, looked at his nose and eyes and his heart, completely silent, as if he didn't hear anything.
"You've eaten so much. Let's have last night's roast mutton for lunch later." Sima Zhong smacked his mouth a few times and said, "Are those cooks still there? I'll call them over soon, and we'll roast the mutton here."
"Okay." Zhang Du heard this and answered quickly.
"No, don't bake it here. The smoke is too great and my concubine's clothes will smell." Yang Xianrong's face was filled with confusion, "Those have just been smoked with sweet-scented osmanthus."
"It's okay, just smoke it again." Sima Zhong looked around and said, "The queen's place is still a bit shabby. Look, there is a coral tree missing over there, a pair of gold candlesticks missing here, and there should be a big gold water tank at the door. That's good. Hey, I need to go to the toilet..."
"Your Majesty, this way." Zhang Liangzhao and Zhang Du walked over quickly, dragging Sima Zhong with them.
At this moment, Yang Xianrong's face turned even darker and he said to Cui Xi: "Find out all the incense in the box and smoke it carefully later."
"Yes." Cui Xi suppressed her laughter and whispered, "Do you want to prepare the emperor's bedding?"
"Does he want to stay here tonight? But it's not Fengwu yet." Yang Xianrong glanced at Lan Xiang and said, "It's best not."
"Slave, please go prepare first." Lan Xiang lowered her eyebrows and said, "Just in case."
"Hey..." Yang Xianrong frowned and walked into the yard, not caring how they wanted to clean up.
The snow was still falling, and the palace was very quiet.
The entire city of Luoyang was shrouded in white and seemed unusually quiet. But who knows what is surging in it? What will happen?
After using the toilet, the emperor felt that the "toilet paper" here at Yang Xianrong was too bad and was very dissatisfied.
Yang Xianrong looked at him dumbfounded and asked, "Isn't that thing just thrown away after use? What else do you need to pay attention to?"
"It's so rough, it's still straw paper..." Sima Zhong frowned.
"It's not ordinary straw paper. It's already very good straw paper. It's very soft." Yang Xianrong didn't care about anything and argued with the emperor Sima Zhong, "Ordinary people can't afford it. It's very wasteful for us to do this. .”
"What do you mean by this? Can't I use the best things in the world?" Sima Zhong was not happy yet.
"That's not what I mean." Yang Xianrong didn't want to make Sima Zhong unhappy because of this, so he just said softly: "A person as powerful as the emperor naturally needs to be used well. Then the concubine is not as powerful as the emperor, then use him It’s almost.”
"Oh." Sima Zhong glanced at Yang Xianrong and touched her sleeves before saying, "The material of these clothes is okay, but the furnishings in the room are not good. Let's get some new ones. Change the toilet paper too. Replace them with the ones I use, they will be better."
"...Okay." Yang Xianrong did not dare to say any more and thanked her sincerely.
"That desk needs to be replaced with a long pear wood desk. The current one is too small. This square inkstone is not good, so I need to replace it with a larger one. And this rice paper, didn't I say, I need to use it better." Sima Zhong unexpectedly said After another round of picking, Yang Xianrong had no choice but to follow behind him, and Zhang Liangxue and Zhang Du took note of them one by one.
"This copybook is good. I want to take a closer look." Sima Zhong liked the copybook the most. "I don't care about reading, but I don't bother to read it. But the handwriting on the copybook looks familiar. Whose is it?"
"It belongs to my father. He copied the contents of these boxes so that I can find them later." Yang Xianrong was actually disgusted with Sima Zhong's behavior. After all, some of his daughter's personal belongings were also placed in the boxes. It was very bad for Sima Zhong to see.
"Oh, the handwriting is very beautiful." Sima Zhong finally sat down, "I remembered that I saw the memorial written by your father before. The handwriting is neat and very good."
"What did you write?"
"I forgot. Anyway, it's nothing more than those who advise you not to enjoy extravagant things and to be simple and unpretentious. It's boring to watch."
"Your Majesty is so amazing, he still remembers so much." Yang Xianrong flattered him again at the right time.
"Oh, I only take a look at it if the handwriting is good." Sima Zhong grinned, obviously in a good mood.
The two of them chatted for most of the day.
Sima Zhong was not tired, and started tracing the copybooks with great interest.
Zhang Du stood aside and watched in amazement. He couldn't help but asked Cui Xi in a low voice, "Is the Queen always such a good-tempered person?"
Cuixi sighed softly, "Hey, it's like this on weekdays too. The Queen has a fifth sister, you know this. She's usually silent, but if she really loses her temper, it's quite scary. The Queen always coaxed her with soft words, and over time, her temper got better and she became more patient."
"Oh, that idiot at the wedding... is also a very smart kid." Zhang Du nodded, and then remembered that someone once said that most of the reasons why Yang Xianrong entered the palace as the queen was to let Xu Zhenren become the queen. This child is cured.
