Chapter 723: It’s Better to Let Uncle Rong Give You a Spanking (Xiao Li)
Just having to submit a memorial is really not a trivial matter, especially in such a hurry.
You know, the princess's body is still in the restaurant, so it can't be left there forever.
Lin Sheng was very worried.
Liu Wei also reminded: "Mr. Lin, it's not too late."
When Lin Sheng heard this, in the end he had no choice but to grit his teeth and said harshly: "Okay, Mr. Liu, wait a moment, Lin will go and come back quickly!"
There are many ways to submit a memorial. The simple one is to send the memorial directly, pass through the cabinet, go through the hall, and finally enter the imperial court. It will be reviewed by the emperor and sent back, completing a long process.
What is more complicated is that you have to go to the palace in person with the official order and present the memorial in person, but this requires that, first, the emperor must be free, and second, you must have connections, and you must be able to enter the palace as soon as you can, and there will be no interruption in the process. People block it.
Lin Sheng had to rush for time, so he naturally used complicated methods. However, Lin Sheng planned to go back quickly, but he couldn't really hurry up.
Lin Sheng was a veteran in Kyoto. He had the reputation to enter the palace and the connections to meet the emperor immediately. However, God's calculations were not as good as those of God. Lin Sheng never expected that the emperor was not in the Qianning Palace or in the study room. .
After searching all over, I finally got the news that the emperor had gone to the Zhaoning Palace of the empress. The empress had no idea when he would be free to meet with foreign ministers.
Lin Sheng had no choice but to continue waiting.
In the small waiting room outside the upper study room, I waited for two hours.
During this period, Liu Wei did not rush in. Liu Wei asked Rong Leng to go to the restaurant to take a look first, while he returned to the Seventh Prince's Mansion.
As soon as I returned, my son's chubby little face greeted me.
Xiao Li reckoned that she had not seen her mother for two days and could not sit still for a long time. When she saw her mother coming back, she immediately jumped over and hugged her mother's legs without letting go.
Liu Wei took her son's little paw and walked all the way into the house.
When the girls saw Liu Wei coming back, they all called out with smiles: "Young Master!"
Liu Wei said "hmm" and ordered: "Take out all the scrolls from the box in the north corner of the room and put them on the table."
The older girl and the younger girl were stunned for a moment, but they quickly came to their senses and went to work quickly.
Xiao Li started to circle around her mother: "Dad, what are you going to do? Dad, do you want to go out? Dad, can you take me out? Hey, I want to go out to play too..."
Chirping and noisy.
Liu Wei glanced at him and pushed his son away gently: "Have you copied all the books? Your uncle Rong asked you to copy thousands of words every day, are you lazy?"
When Xiao Li heard this, he immediately stood down as if his body had been drained.
In fact, Xiao Li is not afraid of studying. When he was little, he was still a kid who could calm down and study. But that was when the little kid felt at ease.
Now that his mother is not around every day, and Uncle Rong goes out early and comes home late, he is bored alone, so where can he sit down and do those things that nerds do?
The book was not copied well, not for several days in a row, and mother and uncle Rong were both busy and did not check it. Now when mother asked, the little boy lost confidence and immediately lowered his head, not even a word more. Don't dare to say anything.
Liu Wei only took one look at this brat and knew what was going on with him. He immediately snorted and said, "If you have time to sit here and chirp, you might as well go copy books. If you let your uncle come back, you won't be able to copy thousands of books." How do you explain the composition of the article? Two days ago, I went to the house to lay tiles and beat someone else's son out of trouble. Do you really think that if I don't talk about you, everything will be fine? If you make more noise, I will throw you to your Uncle Rong. Look. He won’t hit you.”
When Xiao Li thought about the last day and night he stood in Rong Su's study, he felt the roots of his teeth hurt.
To put it bluntly, it would be better to be spanked by Uncle Rong than to stand there in shame.
But one thing will bring another, no matter how much Xiao Li jumps around, Liu Wei can kill him with just a few words.
In the end, the little guy had no choice but to go back to his room in disgrace. Looking at the pile of rice paper that the girl put on the table, he was filled with sadness at first, his little face screwed up into a bun, then his brows relaxed, and he suddenly felt blessed.
Grabbing the rice paper, he turned around, jumped up, and ran out the door.
The little girl hurriedly shouted: "Little Master, little Master, where are you going?"
But the person has run far away, but he can never be called back.
On the other side of the palace, Rong Qing, who was able to take advantage of her illness to eat hot soup and hot dishes without going to school, was able to rest in the palace, suddenly heard a rustling sound.
The little boy stuffed the top into the quilt, raised his head and asked, "Who is it?"
The door outside was opened, and the young man came in and asked, "Sir, what's the matter?"
Rong Qing looked outside, frowned and asked, "Are you the only one guarding it?"
The boy nodded: "Young Master ordered everyone else to disperse. Only the young one is guarding outside."
Rong Qing asked: "Then what are you doing?"
The boy was a little stunned and said blankly: "Little one, little one just stood and guarded the door and didn't do anything."
Rong Qing frowned, thinking that he heard wrongly, so he stopped thinking about it and just warned again: "Watch the door carefully. If someone comes to my aunt's yard, you have to stop them."
The boy responded and asked with a smile: "Sir, I found it for you, but it is the best selling top in Kyoto these days. The shopkeeper said that the sixteenth prince in the palace also plays like this."
"Nonsense, how old is Uncle Sixteenth Emperor? How many years younger than me? How can he play with this? Go, go, watch outside, don't be lazy."
The boy agreed and left, waiting for the door to close.
Rong Qing then took out the top from the quilt, played with it happily for a while, then jumped out of bed, waving his whip and starting to play with the top.
The whip was raised high, but before it fell, Rong Qing suddenly felt that something was wrong. He turned around sharply and was immediately startled.
I saw a boy sitting on the bed behind me. The boy was smiling and looking at him with bright black eyes. When he looked over, he said in a gentle tone: "You are not bedridden. The fever won’t go away?”
Rong Qing felt a chill all over his body, and his back was almost sweating.
Rong Qing opened his mouth to call someone, but his voice was still choked in his throat. He heard the boy opposite him snort coldly: "You call, call, it's just a good time for everyone to come and take a look, threaten to be beaten by me." How energetic is the young master of the palace who is so frightened that his brain is about to burn out!"
Rong Qing immediately stopped screaming. If his father and aunt knew that he was pretending to be sick, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Rong Qing trembled when she thought of her father's serious and cold face and her aunt's crying tears.
Rong Qing bit his lip. He was still young after all, and his eyes immediately turned red. He sniffed and asked, "What do you want?"
Liu Xiaoli jumped off the bed, reached behind her back, and took out a stack of rice paper. She then laid the rice paper flat on the table and said, "Copy the Thousand-Character Essay three times for me, the Classic of Filial Piety three times, and Confucius and Mencius three times."
Rong Qing: "..."