Chapter 138： prime minister

"Shou, who do you think is better to fill the prime minister position?" Early in the morning, Bai Qingyang asked Li Zishou such a question.

"Uh... Qingyang, don't you need to go to the morning court?"

"Today is the end of the day, and I will announce to the minister if I have something to do."

"Oh...then what are you doing now...?"

"As you can see, I'm checking the officials' squad book."

"In...in my bedroom?"

Li Zichou sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the embroidered quilt with both hands, and she was still wearing her sleeping clothes. At this moment, she felt a little embarrassed and cramped.

In front of the small desk a few steps away, sat her queen in brocade clothes and embroidered jacket. This person didn't know when he came. When Li Zichou woke up, he found that she had already sat there and read the paperwork, and directly scared Li Zichou out of spirits.

The palace servants waiting outside the palace didn't move at all, probably they were kicked out by her.

Li Zifu had some headaches, these days Bai Qingyang was persistently running to his bedroom, and there was a feeling that he would soften his posture with long-lasting companionship.

"What's the matter, doesn't the proclamation room often summon the cabinet ministers?"

"But, but that's in the front hall, and I haven't changed my clothes yet..."

"Then you change," Bai Qingyang said casually, "Need me to help you change?"

Li Zifu opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, his ears turned red first, and his words were even softer than mosquitoes: "I'm not used to being watched..."

When she said this, Bai Qingyang put down the document in his hand, propped his chin with his left hand, and looked at Li Zichou with great interest.

"Do you want to know who changed your medicine when you were injured and unconscious?"

Li Zishou's eyes flickered for a moment, and he asked tentatively, "Isn't it, the...medical officer from the Tai Hospital...?"

The smile on Bai Qingyang's face was even wider, she hummed: "The medical officer has also come to change a few times."

Li Zishou: "..." She really doesn't want to know!

Ignoring the queen's playful expression, Li Zichou pretended to be calm and sat on his knees, leaning slightly towards her: "I've troubled you to take care of me a while ago."

The sincerity of the attitude, the solemnity of the tone, and the thoughtfulness of the etiquette made Bai Qingyang raise his eyebrows.

"Why use honorifics?"

"Because I respect and appreciate you."

"Li Zifu," Bai Qingyang didn't get angry because of the other party's pretendingly alienated answer, and still had that half-smile look on his face, "I'm willing to do anything for you, and I hope you can accept it with peace of mind."

She paused, and then added something meaningful: "I also hope that you can do something less respectful to me."

"Ahem! Ahem!!" Li Zichou hurriedly coughed loudly.

How did Bai Qingyang become like this? Seemingly pure and sound words, but if you think about it carefully, they become dangerous words of tigers and wolfs. Where is the former Bai Qingyang who would blush at the slightest tease? ! Who took it away? ? !

"You, you'd better avoid it, I want to change my clothes first."

"I won't stop you from changing yours. We're both women. Is there any need to avoid suspicion?"

"..."

She said it as if it was strange that she was Li Zishou, it was true that she was also a woman, but this one in front of her obviously had other plans for him, right? !

It seemed that Bai Qingyang didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to call the maid in, so Li Zichou had no choice but to bite the bullet and change his clothes by himself.

The cotton nightgown fell off, revealing the smooth skin underneath. The shoulders and neck were connected to the upper arms, which were well-proportioned and tight. It could be seen that they had been systematically exercised.

Li Zichou was extremely ashamed, with his back turned to Bai Qingyang, he shyly pulled on the mattress, just wanting to finish changing quickly.

She only left her back for Bai Qingyang, and Bai Qingyang unscrupulously cast his gaze over it, staring at it for a moment, his eyes gradually dimmed.

The arrow wound from the autumn hunt had already healed, and the palace medication had worked well. After the wound healed, only a shallow mark was left, and the new flesh that had grown was whiter, in contrast to her normal, warm white skin.

For some reason, Bai Qingyang pursed his lips, his eyes seemed to be glued to someone, and he couldn't return to the content of the document.

She had seen Li Zichou's body many times. During her coma, Bai Qingyang took off her clothes, wiped her body, applied medicine to her, and bandaged her.

She likes Li Zichou, she loves Li Zichou, so she doesn't want to leave these things to others, sometimes she really can't get away, so she has to ask the medical officer to go to the palace.

Even though she was already familiar with her naked appearance, she still couldn't help staring at him. Compared to the previous one with his eyes closed tightly and no appearance of anger, the current Li Zifu is healthy and energetic, which is twice as attractive to Bai Qingyang.

I really want to touch... I really want to try it...

Bai Qingyang was thinking about things on his own, his mind was full of delusions about the great harmony of life, and he was still rehearsing in his head over and over again, just in case of unexpected needs, but Li Zichou seemed to have encountered a little trouble.

"Eh? What about this..." Li Zichou muttered to himself, not quite understanding how to wear the belted jacket in his hand.

"Why can't you even wear clothes?" Bai Qingyang's voice suddenly appeared in his ears, and Li Zichou trembled.

The person behind her was pressing on her shoulder. The distance was very close, and she could feel the warmth from her back. Li Zifu didn't dare to turn her head, for fear of triggering some classic misunderstanding due to too much movement.

"I, I haven't worn this kind of..." Li Zifu explained dryly.

The belts worn by the ancients were inherently complicated, and she could do simple everyday styles by herself. For slightly more formal court clothes or winter clothes, she could only ask the maids and sisters for help.

"Turn around." Bai Qingyang took the coat in her hand and said.

Li Zichou had no choice but to turn around and ask her to do it for him. Bai Qingyang was obviously very proficient in his technique. He first adjusted the collar of her coat for her, and then put on her coat.

Li Zichou remembered that in the early morning when he set out to hunt in Shanglin Garden, Bai Qingyang put on the arrow robe for her with such a virtuous and gentle appearance.

Her expression and posture at that time were exactly the same as now, has Bai Qingyang been...

"You're still taking care of your body, so wear it thicker." Bai Qingyang fetched another sable fur and put it on her, "Come with me to a place later."

"Where?"

"You'll know when you get there." Bai Qingyang made a fool of herself, and put a felt hat on her again.

News of success from the frontlines came out frequently, and Yeluyi and his retainers reappeared in the court of Shuobei, and Yeludie was caught off guard.

It was rare for Bai Qingyang to quit the court, and even pushed back all the work. He didn't know where he planned to go, but Li Zifu didn't tell her when he asked her, so he obediently followed her out of the palace.

There was no wind outside, and Bai Qingyang's destination was not far away, so he simply went out on foot, and it was warm to walk around.

"So, who do you think is better to replace the prime minister?" On the way, Bai Qingyang asked this question again.

Because the reorganization of the imperial court was carried out under Bai Qingyang's regency, she unceremoniously got rid of those moths and pests in the officialdom, including Dasheng's chief corrupt Liang Jing.

At that time Liang Jing was still not willing to come, Bai Qingyang gave him two choices: one is to resign and retire, keep all the dignity and go back to his hometown to enjoy the rest of his life; with him.

He is the number one puppet promoted by Emperor Jing. As a loyal dog of the Queen's Party, he stumbled into the Puppet Prince's Party headed by Ji Zhuilu by accident and confusedly, preventing Dasheng from changing hands. It was for this reason that Bai Qingyang saved him some face. If it were someone else, she would have already used administrative means to roughly implement it.

So now, the position of Left Prime Minister is also vacant, and Bai Qingyang hasn't figured out who to fill it up yet.

"Don't you have any suitable candidates?" Li Zishou asked.

"Yes." Bai Qingyang paused, and then said, "But they have to climb up to that position on their own. If I just give someone a high official and rich salary, wouldn't it be the opposite of the opposite?"

Li Zichou nodded in agreement: "That's true."

"I heard that you promised Zhou Huaijin that one day, you would change his official uniform to purple."

"How do you know..." Li Zichou opened his eyes wide, and suddenly thought that his idea of ​​ordering people to support Bai Qingyang's succession was also a complaint from Zhou Huaijin, and he understood it instantly.

Why did Zhou Huaijin even talk about this?

"You also said that they must fight for the position of prime minister." Li Zichou sighed, "Even if someone sends the prime minister's purple robe to Zhou Huaijin's mansion now, with his arrogance, he will definitely not accept it. "

Bai Qingyang: "The whole court will think that it's because of your favoritism. It's unfair that he got his name with this aspect."

Li Zichou nodded: "On this point, he doesn't want to lose his tongue."

"But his ability as the chief assistant is obvious to all, and he is indeed a talent."

"Then keep the aspect for him, and let him hone and settle for a while."

"Okay, the position can be vacant for now, but the corresponding powers cannot be put on hold." Bai Qingyang responded, "I will promote him to be an administrative officer, acting as the prime minister."

"That's good, make the most of everything."

"I originally wanted to give Xie Zhi a promotion, but it turned out that he was not interested."

Li Zichou smiled: "She doesn't care about fame and fortune in the first place."

"Yes, but the Ministry of Punishment is also leaderless now, and he is the first choice to succeed Shangshu."

Zhang Keji, Minister of the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, took advantage of the previous purges to beg for the bones of the Queen Regent, fulfilling his dream of an honorable retirement as an old man, so the position of Minister of the Ministry of Criminal Justice was also vacant, and now Xie Zhi was in charge of the affairs of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

"Take your time, Xie Zhi is too busy to see anyone lately."

Bai Qingyang hummed, it was because she was sent to advance the peace talks, and he was not in Linjing for a few days.

"Oh, by the way, I want to ask your opinion on how to deal with Ji Zhuilu." Bai Qingyang suddenly thought of this.

"Is he still alive?" Li Zichou was slightly surprised, "And what are you asking me for? Why don't you just make up your mind with Xie Zhi?"

"Both Xie Zhi and I want him to die. Dasheng's punishment is severe, so it's not impossible to let him suffer it all, but I always feel... I can't understand the hatred." Bai Qingyang said with a gloomy expression.

Li Zichou pondered for a while: "Well... the best way to relieve hatred is to let him suffer all kinds of humiliation, so that he can't live or die." She seemed to have an idea.

Seeing her eyes brighten, Bai Qingyang asked, "What did you think of?"

"How about throwing him in the mahout's house, and letting him go to the most despicable trades?"

Bai Qingyang was quite surprised that Li Zishou could come up with such a bad idea: "Let a royal family who thinks highly of itself and regards itself as grand and orthodox, to be a prostitute who sells his body, the shame will probably be nailed into his bones. "

"He has become a male prostitute. I wonder if he still has the face to claim that he is a descendant of the Lie Emperor, Dasheng orthodox." Li Zichou said.

"This method is good. It is more painful than being tortured, and more humiliating than being a death row prisoner, but I still think it is cheaper for him."

"Then what else does Qingyang want?"

"I heard before that a Siamese came to Beijing and opened a restaurant for fake girls. The waiters who pick up the customers are all beautiful boys who have cleaned themselves up."

"..." Li Zifu opened his mouth wide, "Are you trying to **** him up and make him become a ladyboy?"

Bai Qingyang nodded, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was a good idea. She couldn't help but want to see Ji Zhuilu's reaction when he was forced to sell his body after being eunuched. It must be very satisfying.

Li Zichou shuddered, and slowly closed his mouth, struggling in his heart whether to try to run away.

It's okay if he can escape, but if he was caught halfway through the run, he should be able to cry very loudly.

The author has something to say:

Li Zichou, who was caught in the middle of the run: It was you who led the imperial army here?

Yang Dejin (eye shift): ...

The small theater has nothing to do with the main text, and Li can't get away. In addition, Xiaobai still doesn't know Xiaoxie's true gender, and the showdown is still to come.