Chapter 1143 (2/2)

After the words fell, Zhao Yu nodded and continued to stride calmly. With Liang Po, he passed through the lights of the burning oil lamps. Finally, he walked out of the door of the Summer Palace which had been opened in advance by the maids, and plunged into the boundless autumn night in the capital city.

The autumn wind blows the treetops and forms mottled and shaking shadows on the ground. Zhao Yu, who has not gone far away, stops, raises his head and directly faces the empty void in front of him. He says in a loud voice:

”uncle, come out. I know you want to see those two little guys.”

The voice of the young emperor swirled back and forth in the void outside the summer palace. A strong autumn wind blew, and then countless leaves were flying. Next breath, a tall and thin figure slowly appeared on the road in front of Zhao Yu.

The autumn wind blows a blue shirt on this man, and in the other people's induction, the dancing figure of this blue shirt looks like a knife, with a sharp edge that is hard to describe, and he is really a knife with incomparable sharpness in the world.

The great master of Dao Dao, Huang ting.

After Huang Ting appeared, he stepped in front of Zhao Yu. After a salute, he said in a loud voice:

”Huangting, congratulations to your majesty!”The words of this middle-aged man in blue shirt have a little trembling, which shows that his heart is not as plain as it seems. Zhao Yu is his sister's child, but now he has not married and had children all his life. How can he not be happy?

”It's a family, uncle. What kind of polite things do you say?”

Zhao Yu's response fell down. Huang Ting stood up with a smile on his knife like face, and said directly:

”as your majesty said, I can't wait to meet the two newly born kids.”

”It's too late today. The kids are asleep.”

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he continued to walk towards the direction of Xiagong lake. With a big wave of his hand, a bold voice rolled out: ”I'll let my uncle see you tomorrow morning, but I'll be happy tonight. Otherwise, I won't go home.”

As soon as the words were said, the middle-aged eyes of the blue shirt, who was already fond of drinking, suddenly lit up and strode after Zhao Yu, who was swaying in the imperial robe. The response came out as follows:

”with your Majesty's drinking capacity, you will be drunk after three cups of liquor.”

”How dare you look down on me? I have let Liang Po put wine and peach blossom wine in the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the summer palace.”

As soon as the peach blossom wine was written out, Huang Ting's eyes were even more serious. He even added his lips subconsciously, and then he said, ”it's still your Majesty's consideration. The peach blossom wine is moderate in intensity and has endless aftertaste. I haven't drunk it for a long time, and I really miss it.”

”I have to go to the early court tomorrow. Naturally, I can't really get drunk. Otherwise, I'll be buried by the old ministers of the cabinet.”

In the summer palace of Baidi palace, the voice of the young emperor rings from the wind in the chilly autumn wind, with a little helplessness, but it also makes people awe.