Cheng Qianye and Yao Hong inquired about the battle situation in Zhengzhou and learned that Li Wenguang was ambushed by Weiming Mountain that day. Caught off guard, General Feng Su was seriously injured, and his troops were routed for thirty miles, with thousands of soldiers out of the 20,000-man army lost.
Afterwards, Weimingshan attacked the Jin army again, used the terrain to cut off the Jin army's formation, and went straight to the formation where the Jin lord was.
Fortunately, Cheng Qianye escaped and Yu Dunsu organized his troops to counterattack in time.
After failing to strike at Weiming Mountain, the Jin army did not want to fight and quickly withdrew. It is said that except for Zhang Fu who was injured and whose life or death is unknown, the rest of the Jin army suffered little loss.
Cheng Qianye felt a little relieved when he heard that Yu Dunsu organized a counterattack and stabilized the situation.
What I need to think about now is to ensure my own safety first, and try to get away from here and return to Jin or Bianzhou.
An attendant came up to the palace and whispered something in Yao Hong's ear. Yao Hong then said, "My dear brother, my mother was very happy to hear that you are a guest here. She wants to invite you to come and see her."
Cheng Qianye stood up and said, "It is time for me to go and pay a visit to you, my Lord."
Yao Hong led Cheng Qianye to a magnificent main courtyard.
When I entered the room, I saw an old lady with white hair sitting upright.
Yao Tianxiang stood by the side.
Today, she was wearing a long gown with a cloud pattern and a curved hem. The deep red collar swirled around her lapels, making her look graceful, dignified and steady.
If she hadn't glanced at Cheng Qianye when he was not paying attention, Cheng Qianye would have thought he had recognized the wrong person.
The old lady was Mrs. Ji, the mother of Yao Hong and Yao Tianxiang.
When the old lady saw Cheng Qianye walking slowly towards her, wearing a bright crown with tassels, a crimson robe, and a handsome face, she was delighted.
And seeing that he behaved in a well-controlled and gentle manner, I was even more satisfied.
So she invited Cheng Qianye to take a seat with a smile on her face, and asked him about his age and family background.
When he heard that although Cheng Qianye already had several wives and concubines, but had not yet married a wife, his face was full of smiles.
She was overjoyed and turned around to see her daughter kneeling beside her. She saw that her usually arrogant daughter had a blushing face and lowered her head shyly, looking like a little girl.
Madam Ji thought to herself, "This is truly my son-in-law."
Thinking back to how her daughter had married a much older man for the sake of an alliance, and became a widow less than a year after the marriage, Madam Ji felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
So she made up her mind to take the young, gentle and handsome Marquis of Jin Yue as her son-in-law.
So the topic of marriage is almost on the table.
Yao Hong coughed, barely interrupting Madam Ji's increasingly obvious topic.
First, Cheng Qianye was invited to the guest room and everyone else was dismissed. Only the mother and son were left sitting in the room, looking at each other.
Madam Ji's face darkened: "Now that you are the king, you simply treat me as nothing."
Yao Hong stood up in shock: "Why did mother say that?"
Madam Ji wiped her tears and said, "I only have your sister as my daughter. She has been raised with great care since she was young. But you are as cruel as your father. Under the pretext of serving the country and the nation, you insisted on marrying your beautiful sister to that old man, Duke Zhuang of Lu, despite my objection."
Yao Hong thought about his sister's cute and innocent appearance when she was a child, and felt a little guilty.
Madam Ji continued, "Who would have thought that Duke Zhuang of Lu would die of rheumatism less than a year after marrying your sister? Poor Tianxiang, she has to go back to her parents' home at such a young age to live as a widow, how miserable she is. How can she be married to someone she loves now that she is a widow? You have ruined her life."
Yao Hong sighed: "I am a noble prince. How can my sister not marry a good man? Why is mother so anxious? This Marquis of Jinyue..."
"My dear, my dear. There is no such thing as a dear in your heart. You are just thinking of using your sister's marriage to exchange the interests between you men." Madam Ji interrupted him.
"I think this Marquis of Jinyue is very good. His age, appearance and family background are a good match for Tianxiang, and your sister also has feelings for him. It's inevitable that he will marry into another country. This time I must choose a son-in-law that Tianxiang likes. If you go against my wishes again, I will no longer recognize you as my son."
Yao Hong was very distressed. After returning to the house, he privately summoned his first aide Shen Wenxiu.
"Wenxiu, I originally wanted to detain the Marquis of Jinyue in order to seize the land of Bianzhou. But now my mother is insisting that my sister Tianxiang be betrothed to him. What do you think of this?"
Shen Wenxiu said, "Jin Yuehou has recently ascended the throne, and the old ministers and generals in his country do not obey him. Not long ago, his half-brother almost took away his title. If the lord wants to exchange him for Bianzhou, I am afraid that he will not get what he wants. I think he will only become enemies with Jin State for nothing."
He stood up and waved his feather fan gently. "But this man is very young and flexible. In the face of adversity, he managed to attract the attention of Princess Tianxiang and seek a glimmer of hope for himself. He is indeed a man of character. My lord, you must be on guard against him."
Yao Hong frowned and said, "Mother saw him today and liked him very much. Mother was very unhappy when I married Tianxiang to Duke Zhuang of Lu. I also felt guilty. It would be difficult for me to disobey her this time."
Shen Wenxiu: "Jin State and our country do not have borders. If we lose our king and the country is in turmoil, it will only benefit the Luzon and Hua Yuzhi in the north of Jin State. Our Wei State will not benefit from it. Even if we follow the Madam's wishes and make friends with Jin State, it is not a bad idea."
Yao Hong pondered for a moment and finally nodded: "The Jin army stationed in Bianzhou has become a barrier between our Wei State and the Quanrong. This may not be a bad thing for our Wei State. But can we just marry my sister to Jin Yuehou and let him go back?"
Shen Wenxiu smiled and said, "The Marquis of Jinyue is still young and his temperament is not stable. I would rather trap him in Wei and give him many beautiful women and treasures to distract him and destroy his ambition. After a long time, we can observe him carefully and make plans."
Yao Hong clapped his hands and said, "Good, I'll follow Wenxiu's advice."
A few days later, Duke Heng of Wei held a grand banquet, invited many guests, and married his sister Yao Tianxiang to Marquis Yue of Jin.
In the evening, when the guests had dispersed, two matchmakers cleared the way, and twelve palace maids held lamps as they led the Marquis of Jin Yue into his room.
All I saw was the red candles shining.
Princess Tianxiang, wearing a phoenix crown and a red wedding veil, sat in front of the bed.
After the matchmaker finished saying the auspicious words, she left and closed the door.
Yao Tianxiang stretched out her delicate hands, took off her red veil, and looked at Cheng Qianye with a smile: "Now everything is as you wish, how are you going to thank me?"
Cheng Qianye bowed respectfully: "Princess, I will remember your kindness in helping me, and I will never dare to hope for the best."
Yao Tianxiang's eyes were bright, her red lips were smiling, but her words were emotionless: "I don't want you to say these empty words. If you want me to help you return to Jin, you must do three things for me first."
"But please speak frankly, Princess."
"First, the relationship between you and me ends here, to avoid future troubles."
“That’s what I want too.”
"Second, if I help you return to your country, you must buy me a house in your country and not interfere in my private affairs."
"I will keep this promise."
"Third, you must provide me with the salary of a princess in Jin every year, and you must restrict your other concubines from harassing me."
Cheng Qianye laughed: "Are you still afraid of them?"
Yao Tianxiang raised her eyebrows, "Do you agree?"
Cheng Qianye bowed and said, "I have agreed to all three of these things. Not only that, I will do my best to repay Princess Yu and let you live the life you want."
Yao Tianxiang then smiled brightly, she clapped her hands, and a maid came in from outside.
The maid bowed respectfully and said softly, "Sir, please follow me to the side room to rest."
Cheng Qianye followed her out of the house and when he turned around the corridor, he just caught a glimpse of a young man who was led into the princess' bedroom by another maid.
Wow, I'm already cheating on my wedding night, Cheng Qianye thought to himself with amusement.
She was led to a side room. When she pushed the door open, a faint sweet fragrance hit her. Facing her was a rosewood screen embroidered with Tang Bohu's "Sleeping Begonia in Spring".
Turning around the screen, I saw a pair of red candles in the room, a large rosewood bed carved with dragons and phoenixes, and a faint fragrance floating in the red gauze curtains.
A pure white brocade was spread on the spring stool at the end of the bed, and on it was a row of jade "utensils" of varying thicknesses and shapes. The thinnest one was thinner than a hairpin, and some round beads were delicately carved on it.
Cheng Qianye looked at them carefully for a while and suddenly understood the purpose of these things. Even though she thought she was thick-skinned, she couldn't help feeling embarrassed.
She opened the bed curtains and was surprised to find someone already lying on the bed.
This person's hands were tied to the head of the bed with a red rope, his eyes were covered with a red silk cloth, and his body was obviously naked under the large red quilt woven by mandarin ducks.
"Qiao Sheng?" Cheng Qianye asked in surprise.
She untied the red rope on Mo Qiaosheng's hand with both anger and amusement, and the skin touched by her fingertips was trembling slightly.
"It's me, don't be afraid."
Cheng Qianye untied the rope on Mo Qiaosheng's hands and removed the red silk on his eyes, only to see that Mo Qiaosheng's eyes were hazy and his face was flushed.
"What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Mo Qiaosheng kept his mouth shut and said nothing.
Cheng Qianye sat at the head of the bed, looking around the warm and fragrant bedroom, feeling amused.
Princess Tianxiang was meeting her lover secretly tonight, and was afraid that the groom, Marquis Jinyue, would be unhappy, so she stuffed Marquis Jinyue's "sweetheart" on the bed and decorated the room like this to add interest.
Cheng Qianye stroked his forehead and smiled: "This Yao Tianxiang."
She suddenly realized something was wrong.
He turned back in confusion: "What's wrong, Qiaosheng? Why don't you get up?"
"I... I was drugged," Mo Qiaosheng's face flushed, and he turned away: "My limbs are weak, and I can't... get up."
medicine
Cheng Qianye opened her mouth and she understood what the medicine was.
Mo Qiaosheng lay there, his eyes full of love, his face full of spring, his thin lips, which were usually light in color, turned bright red, and he couldn't help but breathe slightly. In the middle of the quilt, an indescribable shape was propped up.
What should I do? Although I like him very much, we are still far from this stage.
Cheng Qianye sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the naked man under the quilt, feeling embarrassed and amused.
"Master, please move me to the ground and throw me in any corner." Mo Qiaosheng blushed and stammered, "Master, please put me there as soon as possible."
"Aren't you uncomfortable like this?" Cheng Qianye stood up and walked to the table to extinguish the red candle.
In the darkness, Mo Qiaosheng nervously watched the man sit back on the bed, gently touched his head, and said in his ear, "It's okay, Qiaosheng, I'll just help you."
In the moonlight, I saw a white hand as white as jade reaching into the bright red brocade quilt.
Mo Qiaosheng felt his heart explode with a buzzing sound in the moonlight.
The author has something to say: Don’t expect too much from this article. This is just a short story and the theme is the title.
Cheng Qianye appeared in the previous article, but that was several decades later, so this book may not cover that time.
I know that many of these cuties are strong and independent women, and they like to see the heroine rule the country for eternity.
However, based on the character of Cheng Qianye, after governing the country for many years, she passed the throne to the heir of her choice, and began to travel around the country with her lover, looking for an opportunity to return home. I think this is the life she would prefer.
It is already a fait accompli, there is no need to argue about it, and you can complain as much as you want.
Okay, enough of the nonsense, the comment section is left to you.