novelraw Chapter 882: Son and daughter-in-law
Chapter 882: Son and daughter-in-law
Chapter 882 Son and daughter-in-law
"How could my sister be short of money? She took out 30,000 taels to buy Fufeng Restaurant." Yan Bojian said, "I followed my sister to drink some soup, and I had a lot of private money."
Yan Shuo whispered in a low voice and asked his daughter again: "Why do you have to make so much money?"
"The business in Dongsan Street is doing well now. The people I invited to work are all from poor families. I do have the idea of making a lot of money, and I also want to take my fellow villagers to live a good life with them as much as possible. I mainly live in Baozhuang Village. At that time, food and clothing became a problem. "Yan Funing pursed her lips, "Dad, isn't I embarrassing you when doing business?"
Of course, she has a more important purpose in making money, so it is better not to say it at this moment.
"How could that happen?" Yan Feng touched his little daughter in a doting way, "That's what my father asked, I thought you were short of money."
"I don't lack money, I just have to worry about not having money." Yan Funn smiled harmlessly.
Everyone chatted for a while, went to the flower hall to have tea, and went back to the room to rest.
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The palace at this moment.
Fu Ciyi was taken to the emperor's bedroom by the eunuch.
The emperor had just taken medicine under the service of the imperial physician. When he saw him coming, he sighed, "I am old and it will be useless when it is cold."
If someone else came to the palace, he would not see the other party at the time of taking medicine.
But Fu Ciyi is different. As the chief assistant of the cabinet, this son needs to assist the new emperor in the future.
There is nothing he can't know about.
Fu Ciyi bowed and greeted him: "The emperor is healthy and he is catching a cold weather. It is a situation that everyone will have."
"Yes." The emperor nodded and asked him slowly, "I'm still resting today. What's the urgent matter for you?"
"It's not an urgent matter. I want to tell the emperor about something."
"What's the matter?"
The emperor raised his hand, and the **** brought a stool and asked Fu Ciyi to sit down.
Fu Ciyi held his fists and thanked him, lifted his robe and sat down: "The King of Jin moved out of the concubine, and let us move from the Fu family to the King of Jin's mansion."
"It's indeed a big deal. Have you agreed to recognize Long Yi?" the emperor asked with a smile.
"My mother and our siblings did not recognize him. I want to go back and find out the truth about the fire that year."
"It's time to check." The emperor smiled, "You are becoming more and more sensible, and you know you want to tell me about this."
Fu Ciyi said bluntly: "Your Majesty, you think I and the King of Jin have been standing together and lost the position of Chief Supervisor."
"Tell the truth." The emperor smiled again, "Why didn't your little lady come with you?"
"It's cold, so let her be at home."
The emperor suddenly smiled: "I'm afraid I won't have much time."
The imperial physician and Eunuch Song called together: "Emperor..."
The emperor waved his hand and said to Fu Ciyi weakly: "Your lady has good medical skills. Look at when will she come to take me a pulse? I want to live a few more years. Long live long live long, all Empty talk.”
"I will go back now and bring her." Fu Ciyi stood up.
The emperor reminded: "Self-few people know my physical condition now, so it is not advisable to make a statement."
Fu Ciyi pondered and asked, "Where is the prince?"
"It probably already knows." The emperor sighed, "Although he is still in the confinement period, he is well-informed."
Fu Ciyi suppressed the question of who the emperor wanted to succeed to the throne and retreated.
Most of the time later, he returned to the Yan family.
Yan Funing saw him come back and asked, "Did you tell me about moving to the royal palace?"
"I said that, the emperor wants you to take your pulse." Fu Ciyi said softly, "You can go to the palace with me."
"But I didn't bring the medicine box."
"It's okay, take your pulse." "Okay."
Yan Funing followed Fu Ciyi into the palace.
By the time the couple arrived, the emperor was already busy reviewing memorials in the imperial study.
"Why don't the emperor have a rest?" Fu Ciyi asked Eunuch Song.
"No matter how you persuade me, it's useless." Eunuch Song had no choice but to add charcoal fire to the charcoal basin to prevent the emperor from freezing.
The emperor smiled and said, "I took a rest all day yesterday, and I will rest again today. The memorials will be piled up into a mountain. This is the end of no biological children. I don't feel at ease whoever I want to supervise the country."
He has to do all the major and minor issues of the country by himself.
After saying that, he waved to Yan Funin: "Come on, give me a pulse and tell me how many days I can live?"
When Yan Funing heard this, her body trembled: "Your Majesty, my wife dare not speak nonsense."
This is how it is to take the pulse.
Fu Ciyi hurriedly said, "My wife is young and has a far less experienced than an imperial physician. If you say anything wrong, please forgive me."
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"No sin." The emperor reached out to rest his hand on the imperial case and smiled lovingly at Yan Fu, "I will not take the lives of you and your wife."
Yan Funing then stepped forward.
Eunuch Song covered the emperor's wrist with a veil, brought a round stool, and raised his hand to ask Yan Funing to sit down and take her pulse.
Yan Funin nodded and sat down gently, and put his fingers on the emperor's pulse.
"It's cold, and the emperor's pulse is indeed weak. It's essentially because he took too many drugs in the early years. The types of drugs he took were mostly complicated, but in fact it was useless to the human body. If he took too much, his body was deficient. Now..."
The emperor smiled faintly: "You are right. Not only did I take medicines that ordinary people have never taken, but I also took a lot of so-called elixirs. As I get older, when the weather is cold, the side effects will come out."
"This is indeed the case. The emperor should pay attention to keeping warm."
"Just tell me how many years can I live?"
"I'm sorry, the emperor, my wife has not had such an experience in predicting this way in the past, and she wouldn't predict at all." Yan Fu stared at her eyes and pursed her lips, "I think the imperial doctor has a prescription. Can I take a look?"
Seeing her expression, the emperor understood and raised his finger.
Eunuch Song gave Yan Funing the prescription.
Yan Funing frowned and thought, pointing to two of the medicines: "These two medicines should be replaced with warm medicinal materials, and the effect should be good." She picked up the pen and wrote two medicines on the paper, "Let the imperial physician take a look, and then do it again." Decide."
The emperor nodded and asked with a smile: "Miss of the Fu family, I have interfered with you couples. Do you hate me? Do you want me to live longer?"
"No hate, I originally planned to divorce him, but I didn't expect that he really fell in love with me." Yan Funing smiled and said frankly, "The longer the emperor lives, the better, because the emperor appreciates my husband's talent, so He became the chief minister of the cabinet."
"I am a general person." The emperor nodded repeatedly, "Sometimes I really envy Long Yi, who can give birth to a talent like Fu Ciyi; sometimes I also envy Yan Feng, who gave birth to a daughter that was extremely tough."
After chatting for a while, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing left the imperial study room.
When Eunuch Song saw the emperor looking at their backs, he asked in a low voice: "The emperor really wants a pair of such sons and daughters-in-law, right?"
The emperor smiled, pointed at his forehead and sighed deeply.
Just now, the little lady of the Fu family had tears in her eyes, and he knew that she had not had many days.
She refused to say it because she was afraid that he would think nonsense.
In terms of talent and learning, no one of the royal children can match Longwenyu.
But who said Long Wenyu was Long Yi's son?
He can't get through this level, and even more so in the royal family.
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