Lamps and candles faintly,? Quietly shining in the bedroom.
Yi Lie swallowed heavily, her heart beating violently.
had a... very strange nightmare.
The hopeless heart palpitations in the dream still lingered, causing a layer of cold sweat to break out on his back. He touched his heart, and his Adam's apple twitched.
The person lying beside him opened his eyes in a daze, ? tugged at the hem of his clothes, ? asked him in a sticky nasal voice:
"Ariel, what's wrong with you?"
"… fine."
Yi Lie lay down slowly, and the people around him slipped into his arms, and said in a daze, "Go to sleep...it's too late..."
Yi Lie's heart softened, she gently smoothed his black hair that had slipped around, pressed the back of his head into her neck, put the tip of her nose against the top of his hair, and sniffed the cold fragrance on his body.
Gradually,? That heart-breaking palpitation gradually subsided.
Well, it's just an inexplicable nightmare.
He glanced at the person who had already fallen asleep in his arms by the dim candlelight,? Put his lips against his,? He continued to hug him, and closed his eyes.
A night without dreams.
***
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of Muen's Day, and it rained heavily at night. Zhou Dawu didn't sleep all night, and he was so worried that the sky was pale. Unexpectedly, after Yinshi passed, the sky cleared up, and it became cloudless.
It really is a blessing in disguise.
Yi Lie had already led his troops to the west of the city to set up defenses ahead of time. Zhou Dawu also set off with a team of 60 people. He was about to mount his horse. Ni Ying came over in men's clothes leading a horse.
Zhou Dawu frowned: "Aying, there are so many people in a mess today, you can't go out of the mansion, you stay in the mansion and look at the mansion with Uncle Long."
Ni Ying frowned pretty, and said proudly, "Your Highness brother has already agreed to take me there."
"You..."
Zhou Dawu shook his head helplessly, knowing that the eldest lady must have gone to grind the highness yesterday, so he pointed at her angrily.
His Royal Highness has always spoiled her, and if it is not important, he has almost allowed her. Treating her differently, I don't know if she will stay in the mansion in the future as the Princess of Guang'an.
He suddenly thought of His Highness's special body, and couldn't help but sighed. If it weren't for this body, with his master's talent, mind, energy and strategy, where would he be able to get ahead? Presumably His Majesty will also look at it a little bit more, but unfortunately, he was born with an ominous bisexual body, and was rejected by His Majesty. A thirteen-year-old child was thrown in this tough Lingnan. Don't ask, it's hard to even hand over the note of greetings to the imperial court, presumably the marriage has almost been forgotten.
The dignified prince is so indifferent.
The officials and eunuchs in the Lingnan region knew more or less about King Guang'an, so naturally they would not send their daughters to this pit of fire. Using the rudder, one after another, people went to the mansion. In the past two years, there was a lot of excitement in front of the palace, but His Highness has always pushed back quietly. Later, everyone also knew what His Highness meant, so they stopped thinking about getting married.
Zhou Dawu thought, His Highness probably planned to keep this child Ni Ying. Thinking about it, His Highness also likes it if he knows the basics. If he can succeed, he will be really happy for him.
Originally, when he was recommended by General Li to the side of the prince who was hated by Emperor Mingde, although he didn't say anything on the surface, it was hard to understand. However, over the years, he has seen this thin body with his own eyes. He has won a piece of world by biting his teeth, and he has already admired him. Moreover, this master is gentle and upright, treats them with sincerity, shares sorrows and joys, and never blames them easily, so at some point, he followed him wholeheartedly.
With a lot of thoughts at the moment, Zhou Dawu felt a lot of emotion, thinking, since His Highness made the decision, he should pay more attention today and take good care of his future princess.
The streets and alleys of the Lingnan capital city are covered with multicolored yarn weaving flags symbolizing blessings. The streets are crowded with people and bustling. On such a special day, even the county guards were sent. Defenses were set up in the pavilion to ensure that the annual Mu En Sacrifice would not cause any trouble.
In the northwest corner of the capital stands a high platform, solemn and majestic, standing against the sky. The vast space under the stage was crowded with people watching the ceremony, holding incense, smoke, candles and other objects in their hands.
The Lingnan area worships the gods. These people rushed here before dawn. Everyone wanted to win the first prize. Many people still had traces of early morning rain on their bodies, but no one showed an expression of impatience. All of them looked respectful and solemn.
The solemn trumpets were louder and louder, and when the sound of the bells and drums faded away, King Guang'an strode out from the Xuanmen.
He wears a purple gold crown, a vermilion nine chapters dragon gown, and leather black boots. He has a solemn and indistinguishable face, with an alienated and noble demeanor, which will never be underestimated.
Yi Lie watched his master come this way, half-kneeling in front of the stomp, raised his hands high above his head, holding three sticks of gold-painted incense sticks in his hands, Li Yuanmin took it, lifted his hem slightly, and walked towards the stomp step by step go up.
Wait until the first step, a witch with four-color paint all over his face soaked water in a copper bowl with a willow stick and sprinkled it on him, which meant exorcising evil and purifying. He was led by a witch boy Next, they climbed onto a high platform, worshiped the sky and the earth and gods on behalf of the majority of Lingnan people, and solemnly inserted it into the huge incense burner.
Finally, he took the prayer written by Wu Ji and began to recite it aloud.
There was a burst of cheers from the crowd. This feudal lord from the capital has always attached great importance to farming and mulberry, built water conservancy, and often bowed himself to plant and enjoy the fun with the people. Such a vassal king made them love him from the bottom of his heart. They threw corn, red dates, japonica rice, lotus seeds and other things in their hands into the air, praying for a good harvest every year.
There was a lot of excitement over there, and Yuan Chongsheng, who was sitting on the viewing platform, let out a sneer.
This King of Guang'an has no other skills, but he is first-rate in pleasing the untouchables. It's just that he is an unfavored prince. Why don't you think about how to support the people in his palace in the future!
These days, he sent no less than ten spies to find out the harvests of various farmlands. He originally thought that the king of Guang'an would easily give up all the profits. It must be that the harvests were tricky. Unexpectedly, this year is a very good year. , the harvest is 20% more than in previous years. These two achievements are used to make up for the imperial court's 30,000 taels of silver, which is more than enough!
This King of Guang'an... After all, he is still the cowardly son of the cold palace back then. Even if he has a little more experience, it doesn't matter—I think about him too complicated.
Since he intends to make friends with relics, it is natural to give others some face.
Mo Xu smiled softly at the moment.
Thinking secretly about the job in Lingnan, he managed it really smoothly. Presumably the imperial concubine, for the sake of her ability, will at least give him a first class in the performance appraisal after three years, and then go to the capital for a walk Walk around, raise a grade, and everything will be safe.
Zhengzhi was full of pride, and a clear voice beside him said: "What is Yuan Xuntai thinking, so engrossed?"
He took a closer look, and King Guang'an walked towards him with a warm smile on his face.
It turns out that he has finished praying to God. On the high platform, a group of county guards have been replaced to maintain order, and the people have lined up one after another to climb up and offer incense.
Yuan Chongsheng stood up and bowed his head: "King Guang'an has worked hard."
Yan Lie, who was following behind Li Yuanmin, immediately moved a hat chair.
"It's okay, Mr. Xuntai, let's sit down." Li Yuanmin invited, sat down by himself, and said casually: "I have been to Lingnan for a while, can Yuan Xuntai still adapt to the scenery of Lingnan?"
"It's okay," Yuan Chongsheng said with a smile, "King Lao Guang'an remembers."
Li Yuanmin took advantage of the opportunity and told him a lot about the various embarrassments he had when he came to Lingnan. The two talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was relaxed and harmonious.
"By the way," Li Yuanmin closed his fan and moved closer, "How about the new law of Zhuangtian, Mr. Patrol?"
"Step by step, just wait a few days."
Yuan Chongsheng didn't want to talk to him in detail, so he just poured him tea.
Li Yuanmin calmly took the handle of the fan and nodded his hand: "Has Mr. Patrol first discussed with the consuls of Zhuangtian?"
Yuan Chongsheng laughed, "I am an official appointed by the court, and the law issued by the court is the law of the court. Why should I ask these ordinary people for advice? Your Highness, you are joking."
He glanced at Li Yuanmin meaningfully: "I don't think your Highness needs to be so tired. This festival of blessings is exhausting. It's just to earn some fame, so it's better to stay in the house and relax. Does your Highness think so?"
"Haha, what Master Xun said is true."
Li Yuanmin flicked the tea foam, took a sip of tea, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
Yuan Xuntai took advantage of the quick talk, and he felt a little happy: "Today is lively. Taking advantage of this day, the officials have already held a banquet at the Yangchun Building. I wonder if King Guang'an will show his face tonight and come over for a few drinks?"
"How can I not go to such an occasion?" Li Yuanmin naturally agreed immediately.
Seeing that the sun is gradually shifting to the center, the sky is getting hotter and hotter. After all, Yuan Chongsheng has just come from the capital, and he is more or less used to the heat and humidity. The oily sweat is dry and wet, and he is very uncomfortable. He immediately greeted Li Yuanmin with courtesy. After a few words, I said goodbye.
Li Yuanmin looked at his back, still smiling, and his eyes were deep.
The field of vision dimmed, and it turned out that Yan Lie squatted down. His black boots were stained with mud, and Yan Lie was wiping them for him.
Li Yuan's compassion softened, and he wanted to reach out and touch his cheek, but he held back.
After cleaning up, Yan Lie casually threw the dirty towel aside, half-kneeling to look at him,
"Why do you need to remind him, Your Highness?"
Li Yuanmin twitched his lips, "I just want to see how capable this Beijing official is."
The biggest difference between Lingnan and other places is this group of people. To despise them is equivalent to playing with fire. In the previous life, there was a severe drought and the uprising of Lingnan refugees. Although it was later suppressed, it also damaged most of the Jiangbei camp. The vitality of Yuan Chongsheng also laid hidden dangers for the subsequent Eight Kings Rebellion, but it is a pity that Yuan Chongsheng is self-confident as an official, and he still doesn't understand it.
He didn't want to continue talking about this disappointing topic, so his eyebrows and eyes were soft, and he said in a low voice: "Let's go back too, we have to follow me to the Yangchun Building to socialize for a while."
What did I think of again: "Go to my yard later, I asked the kitchen to prepare sour plum soup, Tete used the old iced one, it was delicious."
It was obvious that King Guang'an was the one who confronted people calmly just now, but in a blink of an eye, he unconsciously showed such a childish look.
This side, only he knows.
Yi Lie looked at his gentle eyebrows, and his heart softened.
The author has something to say: The update will be postponed at 11 o'clock tomorrow night, which is Saturday night.