Chapter 1185： The queen will cry

Zhao Yuanjing was in good spirits, and was leaning on the bedside looking at the paper.

"Why are you looking at it again?" Yun Dai stepped forward and took the zhezi away.

Zhao Yuanjing didn't look at it, and said, "You've seen this, and you picked it out for me?"

"Yes." Yundai nodded, "I see those that don't matter, so I picked them out and put them aside. Is there any delay?"

Zhao Yuanjing looked at her a little surprised.

"How can you look at me with this look?"

"Is it really the first time you read Zhezi?" Zhao Yuanjing pointed to Zhezi, "I probably looked at it just now, and you picked it right. Trivial things are eliminated. The dozen or so copies left are all It’s important."

Yun Dai smiled and said, "Does this still require any experience? You should also know the priority when you read the content. In my opinion, you don't have to go through every book yourself. You can let your courtiers take a look first. Wouldn't it be a lot easier to pick it out for you?"

Zhao Yuanjing shook his head: "Don’t you know that during the first emperor’s time, there was a yamen who specially filtered out for the father and the emperor. As a result, this group of dog slaves actually cheated on the top and concealed, and collected the money from the officials. Whose paper is handed up. Over time, not only the officials complained, but the most important thing was that many major events were delayed. The father is not a fool, but he made a mess of the court, which has a certain relationship with this matter."

Yun Dai said: "It's really people for money, you can think of anything."

"This is the reason why I criticized and reviewed the sons for my father early." Zhao Yuanjing said, "If all important matters of the country are given to the people below, it is impossible to leave it alone."

"That can't be a big deal, it will tiring herself." Yun Dai sat at the table, "What does the court do for raising so many ministers? Isn't it just to share the worries for the emperor."

"That said, I can't always rest assured." Zhao Yuanjing shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly. "This is probably because there is no life for happiness. Look at the father..."

"Don't talk about your father, his ending is not very good."

Yun Dai let go of Yan'er's hand and smiled, "Yan'er missed you, so I want me to take him to see Emperor Father."

Zhao Yuanjing looked at Yan'er and waved: "Son, come here."

Yan'er stood in front of the bed obediently, stretched out her little hand, touched his father's face, and said softly, "Tack your hands."

Zhao Yuanjing couldn't help laughing.

After being ill for a few days, he didn't take care of himself, and a layer of green beard grew.

He glanced at Yun Dai and saw that she was looking at him smiling, and he was a little embarrassed.

Yan'er climbed onto the bed, knelt down in front of him, and whispered, "Is the father sick?"

"The father doesn't."

"But it's still dark, why is the father sleeping on the bed?" Yan'er wrapped his arms around his neck, and round tears rolled down his big eyes. "Father, don't leave Yan'er, don't leave the queen. The queen will cry. cry."

Zhao Yuanjing was stunned.

He looked at Yun Dai.

"Yan'er, did the queen cry?" He asked softly.

Yan'er nodded: "The queen cried at night, Yan'er saw it."

Yun Dai was a little embarrassed.

Zhao Yuanjing's heart was sour.

He stretched out his hand: "Come here."

Yun Dai gave him her hand and said with a smile: "I didn't cry."

Zhao Yuanjing held Yan'er with one hand, and put her arm around her, and said softly, "Dai'er, don't be afraid. I will be fine."

"I'm not afraid, but... I feel sorry for you."