How many charming feelings were scattered by this sentence. Yan Xiaohan choked with a breath in his throat, choked for a long time, and laughed angrily.
He could see that, Fu Shen only shouted jubilantly, but he didn't know anything about farts.
He didn't even open his eyes to see if the one under him was a submissive little sheep, or a wild beast with hidden fangs.
Fu Shen was still coaxing affectionately in his ear, but Yan Xiaohan had lost the almost out of control throbbing just now, just seeing him like this, he felt cute and couldn't help but want to tease him.
So he adjusted his posture a little to make Fu Shen more comfortable, and pretended that he was really pushed down by him: "Call again, okay?"
Fu Shen said politely, "Ahan."
Yan Xiaohan said, "It's not this."
"Then what do you want to hear?" Fu Shen smiled faintly, his brows and eyes were all gentle, and the whole room was instantly radiant: "My dear... Jie Yuhua...?"
Yan Xiaohan laughed dumbly.
He raised his head to meet Fu Shen's light and intimate kiss, and managed his long scattered hair with one hand, still dissatisfied with the request: "None of them, I want to call him before."
Fu Shen was stunned: "What was it called?"
Fu Shen's mind is full of ocean, he can't remember what he said in the past. In fact, there is a bit of a tendency to go to the horns in his character, but it is usually not obvious, but once he drinks, this trait will immediately magnify. He was stopped by this question, so he simply put Yan Xiaohan aside and thought hard.
Yan Xiaohan held back a smile and said, "Please, I'll tell you."
Fu Shen was particularly arrogant: "No need, get out of the way."
"Don't ask me?" His palm slid into the hem of his clothes and pressed against the back waist, gently rubbing and kneading, causing Fu Shen to frown unconsciously.
"Really don't want to know?" Yan Xiaohan said earnestly, "You said just now, who wants to hurt me?"
Fu Shen was really swayed by him, and he murmured vaguely, "Brother..."
If Master Yan really had a tail, he would probably be lifted into the sky by now. He coaxed: "Speak louder, I can't hear you clearly."
Fu Shen hadn't called anyone like that in years. Even if he was drunk, he felt ashamed and hesitated to say anything. Yan Xiaohan pretended to be displeased: "You just underestimated me, and now you are not even calling me a word. Are you planning to give up?"
In Fu Shen's eyes, the person under him is now blushing, his brows are full of affection, his eyebrows are slightly frowned, his thin lips are slightly pursed. He immediately softened, feeling that he had nothing to do with this little goblin.
Anyway, what the man said on the bed couldn't be trusted, so Fu Shen compromised generously: "Really... I have to fight for two years old, you are the elder brother, okay? Brother, brother Ahan, brother Menggui, which one do you like? …”
After so many years, this elder brother called out, with the same power as before, and it still instantly made Yan Xiaohan's heart go soft.
"Silly thing," the passion was blazing like a beast coming out of its cage, he held Fu Shen's back, turned over suddenly, his eyes suddenly darkened, "Good boy, brother loves you."
The next morning, Fu Shen sat on the bed and looked at Yan Xiaohan with indifference.
If you don't hit someone after drinking, it doesn't mean you won't hit someone when you sober up.
Yan Xiaohan said in his heart that he was fortunate that he didn't actually take that step yesterday. Last night was just a temporary emotion, just chat to relieve it. Of course, Fu Shen could feel it. The main reason for this murderous expression now is that he was mad at him for taking advantage of him when he was drunk, and tricked him into calling him "brother" a lot.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore," Yan Xiaohan couldn't help but pull him back into his arms, and stay in bed for a while while the sky is still dark, rogue said: "The fun of the bed, why are you serious, or next time? I'll call you? Don't call me brother, you can call me uncle, okay?"
Fu Shen poked his chest threateningly: "Fuck me."
"Besides, didn't you have fun last night?" Yan Xiaohan said in a low voice with a smile, "I've been serving you with all my heart, but I still don't appreciate it. Lord Hou is so cruel."
Fu Shen's ears turned red, and he said angrily, "Baby, Lord Hou, I hope you lie down next time, so you don't have to be so proactive."
Yan Xiaohan gave a "yo" and asked curiously, "You want to sit up and move by yourself?"
Because of the lack of words, Master Yan was thrown off the bed on the spot by "Wenxiang Nephrite" lying in his arms, and slipped against the wall with his tail tucked.
Emperor Yuantai had stopped going to court for three days due to illness, and after Yan Xiaohan's book was sent, he was summoned that day. The eunuch's attitude towards him was even more attentive than before, which explained the problem.
One is that the errands were done well, no matter what the truth is, at least the emperor is satisfied with the results of these two cases; the other is that Emperor Yuantai was very ill. Apart from the princes who went to the palace every day to attend to illnesses, there were only a few young men of high moral character. The old minister was summoned, and there was a lot of discussion in the outside world, and there were guesses. Yan Xiaohan can be remembered by the emperor at this time, which is enough to say that the emperor's heart is simple.
The venue for the audience is still in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Emperor Yuantai and the Empress cannot be called a couple, but the Empress has been cautious in her words and deeds for many years, and she has never missed a step. Loved it very much, but also gave it a lot of trust. However, Queen Yang quietly made such a big scandal under the eyes of Emperor Yuantai. Whether as an emperor or as a man, the Queen's move is tantamount to showing Emperor Yuantai's face. A loud squeegee.
His Majesty was obviously not lightly stimulated, Yan Xiaohan was startled when he saw him. That tall man had a sickly face, his eyes were always looking down and his eyes were cloudy and dark, his temples were gray, and there was no such thing as a dignified and powerful emperor, which was clearly a sign of old age and decay.
Emperor Yuantai listened to him recounting the past events one by one. First, he gave a few symbolic words of encouragement, and then suddenly changed the subject without warning, and asked, "Menggui, do you think that after a hundred years, these sons of mine, where will they be? A worthy leader?"
The cold sweat on Yan Xiaohan's back immediately fell.
As a courtier, the most taboo is to speak up and stand in line on the establishment of the reserve. Unless he is tired of living, he dares to ask and answer.
Fortunately, he and Fu Shen said two serious things in addition to nonsense last night, which contained ready-made answers. Yan Xiaohan calmed down and let him down first, "This minister is frightened and dare not pre-empt His Majesty's family affairs."
Emperor Yuantai waved his hand dismissively: "But it doesn't matter."
Yan Xiaohan re-arranged what Fu Shen said last night, added praises, and recited it to Emperor Yuan Tai. The main idea was, "No one can do without you, you have to take care of your health and continue to teach your sons." .
This piece of flattery hit Emperor Yuantai's heart, his face softened visibly, he pondered for a long time, and sighed: "I didn't see you wrong."
Ordinary courtiers are fortunate in their lifetime to see Tianyan, but Yan Xiaohan is often pulled by Emperor Yuantai to trust him. However, he didn't want special treatment, and it wasn't enough to be frightened, so Yan Xiaohan would rather go and slash people with a knife.
After complimenting him, Emperor Yuantai said again: "According to the report of the Secretary, the tax payment in Jingchu and Chu this year is about 20% less than last year, and there is neither drought, flood, natural disaster nor disaster in the area, but there are a large number of people's code. Sell the land and become a refugee. I have ordered the King of Qi to set off next month and go to Jingchu to investigate the case in person. You can bring a few people to escort you. If there is an emergency, you can act cheaply."
After talking a lot of nonsense, it turned out that he still wanted to give him a job, Yan Xiaohan pouted secretly, but the next moment Emperor Yuantai said: "When you come back, you will enter the Yinghua Hall as the envoy of the Flying Dragon Guard to discuss matters. ."
This time, Yan Xiaohan was completely stunned.
The discussion in Yinghua Hall began at the beginning of the dynasty. When Tai'zu encountered undecided matters, he often summoned ministers to play against each other in Yinghua Hall. Over time, it became a norm.
When later emperors were unable to work on state affairs due to illness or other matters, they could open the Yinghua Hall to discuss matters. At first, only prime ministers and great scholars could participate, and later the scope was gradually expanded to six Shangshu. If the emperor does not manage, the Yinghua Hall is the center, and all the ministers decide the state affairs together.
Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there has never been a precedent for a military general to enter the Yinghua Hall to discuss matters, let alone Yan Xiaohan is not a serious military general - he is the most hated court eagle dog by civil servants, and a genuine treacherous and powerful official.
Emperor Yuantai was probably ill and confused. What was the difference between putting Yan Xiaohan in the Hall of Fame and throwing a wolf into the sheep
Yan Xiaohan didn't know how he got out of the palace, and how he drifted home like a wandering spirit until Fu Shen pushed the servants away and said solemnly, "Get out of the way, I think he's probably hit by evil. , don't worry, just slap the face and make sure that the medicine will cure the disease."
"..." He grabbed Fu Shen's hand in a trance, and said in a daze, "Jing Yuan, His Majesty wants to reopen the Yinghua Hall."
Fu Shen said strangely, "Just open it, what's the matter with you?"
Yan Xiaohan nodded.
Fu Shen: "Huh?"
Yan Xiaohan: "It's my business."
"Wha..." Fu Shen was stunned for a short time, and then he suddenly realized what he meant, and his heart jumped wildly, "Your Majesty will you enter the Yinghua Hall to discuss matters?"
Stepping into the center with one foot is roughly equivalent to rising directly from a third-rank official to a first-rank official, which means that he can participate in state affairs and officially become the pinnacle of power.
Even Fu Shen's aloof status is not qualified to enter the Yinghua Hall, which shows the high threshold. Moreover, the affairs of the Yinghua Hall have always been monopolized by the civil officials, and the style of the Great Zhou Dynasty favoring literature over martial arts has prevailed. For so many years, military officials have been suppressed by the civil officials. If Yan Xiaohan sets a precedent, I am afraid that even the ethos of the court will be changed. .
"Why so suddenly..." Fu Shen said incredulously, "The emperor didn't mean to... Cough, so what?"
"That's not the case." Yan Xiaohan held hands with him to look at each other, but now he calmed down slowly, and said exactly what was right in the palace. With Fu Shen's intellect, he immediately understood his thoughts, and their thoughts coincided.
- "The emperor may not be at ease with the princes."
— "He wants to use you to check and balance the princes."
The two looked at each other. Among the thousands of threads, Fu Shen sharply grasped the key point: "Why you?"