Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart Chapter 83: Emperor Jingping

Next, it was the little boy’s turn to introduce himself: "My ho is on East City Jing Mountain Front Street, my na is Li Qian."

The three little buddies were officially introduced and got to know each other.

In the morning there was a conflict with the boy in black, in the afternoon he just offended those people, why is this entrance exam so difficult...

After that, Ye Zhi and Shen Chen went to the library, while the little boy said he had sothing to do and didn’t go with them.

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Imperial Palace.

Suspended atop the bright red vermillion gate was a golden phoebe wood plaque, on which three large characters were written in a dragon and phoenix calligraphy: Imperial Study Room.

On two corners of the pavilion terrace, a sundial stood to the east, and a harmony instrunt was set to the west.

The hall’s pillars were round, and between two pillars, a carved dragon connected them, its head extending out of the eaves, and its tail going straight into the hall. Inside the sleeping quarters, the beams were made of sandalwood with a cloud top, and on an eight-foot-wide agarwood table, docunts submitted by the ministers were neatly arranged in stacks. Next to them were jade brush screens, bamboo carved brush holders, jade rings for washing brushes, mahogany brush boats, Longquan small shallow dishes for brush viewings, Quanzhou xuan paper, and more, everything available.

The floor was paved with white jade, adopting a railing window format, and the sunlight shone obliquely onto the white jade floor, glowing brilliantly.

Emperor Jingping, in a yellow dragon robe, sat in front of the agarwood table with his plump body, looking dejected and lacking energy, and opened his mouth listlessly: "Do you think it’s hard to be a State Preceptor? He must go to the Imperial College to teach; wouldn’t it be enjoyable to chat with ?!"

"Do you think, my Wanmu hasn’t entered the palace for over a month, has he forgotten ?"

"Where to find a bosom friend? Wanmu is my bosom friend."

"Wu Xian, what do you think?"

After Emperor Jingping spoke dejectedly, he asked the eunuch standing beside him.

The State Preceptor was the Emperor’s close friend—a blooming youth of eighteen, with soulful eyes and jade-like bones, who captivated countless young won of Daqing.

The only downside was he was prone to coughing up blood...

What a pity, so young, how will he marry a wife in the future...

Pei Wanmu was brought up by the Old State Preceptor, and could also be said to have grown up under Emperor Jingping’s watch. The position of State Preceptor wasn’t huge; it mainly involved divination, feng shui, and occasionally fortune-telling for the Emperor, Princes, and Princesses. Yet saying it was small wasn’t accurate either, as the title of State Preceptor was singular across the nation.

Regarding the close friend’s tendency to cough up blood, Emperor Jingping had also rewarded him with many precious herbs, but they seed ineffective; what needed to be coughed up was still coughed up.

So said he had glimpsed too much of heaven’s secrets.

So finally, Emperor Jingping dared not ask him to divine anything, fearing it might shorten his life, only saying: Focus on nurturing yourself.

No one gossiped about it.

The ministers had no objections, after all, the State Preceptor was just a feng shui master and had no significant competitive relation with the Court, as long as their own interests weren’t affected, they generally wouldn’t interfere.

As the Chief Eunuch of the Rites, Wu Xian had served by Emperor Jingping’s side for many years, there was no way he wouldn’t understand his thoughts: "The State Preceptor, with a jade tree-like stature and immortal jade bones, is beyond my humble estimation."

After receiving the answer, Emperor Jingping nodded: "Changnian is also attending the Imperial College this year, studying there; he’s always been a relief to , and that unruly girl Shirong has gone there too. These kids have grown up so quickly."

"Ti flies like an arrow," Wu Xian echoed beside him.

At this ti, the Emperor was just looking to vent rather than chat deeply, so a re nod or two of agreent would suffice.

To accompany an emperor is like accompanying a tiger, the more you say, the more errors you might make.

A mont later, a fair-skinned little eunuch ca in to report, saying that Noble Princess Consort Xiao requested an audience.

Announce.