Chang'an City became lively again overnight.
It has been eight years since Li Yanzhen, the young emperor of Daxia, ascended the throne. The revolt of the Huns has long since subsided, and the states do not interfere with each other. Now that the world's affairs are almost done, Li Yanzhen wants to take care of herself.
The late emperor's son was weak and died at an early age, and Li Yanzhen ascended the throne before reaching the crown. At that time, the Huns were in chaos and the situation was turbulent. The concubines who entered the palace to serve were a few upright women hastily selected by the noble family. They were quiet and regular, and extremely boring. Li Yanzhen is elegant by nature and likes poetry, poetry, dance and music, but there are no people who can accompany and appreciate the words and phrases he composes in his leisure time. An unprecedented consensus was reached: "Your Majesty, state affairs are the most important."
How heartache.
On this day, when everything was reported in the Golden Palace, Li Yanzhen looked around, his eyes fell on Su Shiyu deliberately, and euphemistically raised the matter of selection, wanting to choose some smart women to accompany Fengya.
Su Shiyu lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, and replied: "This is a matter of the royal palace, why should Your Majesty ask the ministers."
Chu Mingyun glanced sideways, he clearly remembered who frowned and blocked Caixuan back then, his words were gentle and sincere, and Li Yanzhen who persuaded really didn't dare to speak again for many years.
To sum it up: you are still young, you need to cultivate your self-cultivation; state affairs are the most important, you wait.
At that time, Chu Mingyun casually mentioned it to Qin Zhao, shook his head and sighed: "If he doesn't have a family, he needs others to follow him to cultivate himself. If he resigns as a censor, he will probably go to hermit to practice Taoism." Qin Zhao ignored him with a paralyzed face. .
In any case, the selection was decided, and the daughter of the best family in the world was chosen to enter the capital for the selection of the emperor.
In just a few days, many motorcades entered the city, and the lady officials in Beijing made preparations, and the princes from the fiefs also sent many beautiful women. The gossip in the restaurant and teahouse is also full of comments on the selected women, and their attention is far more enthusiastic than their own marriage.
The atmosphere was really contagious, and even Qin Zhao couldn't stand on the sidelines, so he went to the study to find Chu Mingyun and took the initiative to mention it.
Chu Mingyun looked up at him slowly, "Are you envious?"
"..." Qin Zhao said with a stiff face, "So many officials are eager to send people into the palace, you don't know what their plan is?"
The former dynasty and the harem have influenced each other since ancient times.
Chu Mingyun twirled a green grape, "Do you want to eat it?"
"Senior brother," Qin Zhao couldn't help but said, "We didn't even enter the court when he ascended the throne. Are you going to let this opportunity go now?"
Holding Qin Zhao's gaze, Chu Mingyun slowly moved the fruit tray aside, picked out a few more volumes of documents and placed them on the desk, and then raised his eyes to look at him, "What chance?"
He smiled coldly, "Take women as pawns and send them into the palace to blow your ears? Useless people have to rely on this method to consolidate their status."
Qin Zhao was speechless. He doesn't agree with this kind of method, but Chu Mingyun has always been on the cusp of the storm. They don't like this opportunity, and it is hard to guarantee that others will not use it against Chu Mingyun. With his elder brother's arrogance, he naturally didn't take it seriously, but he was unavoidably worried.
Chu Mingyun looked at Qin Zhao's appearance, and suddenly said: "If you are interested, it is not impossible..."
Qin Zhao looked at him in surprise.
Chu Mingyun said slowly: "Think about it carefully, although I don't have any women to send, but Du Yue is quite likable. Why don't you send him to the palace? Are you willing?"
"Master..."
"Hey, what are you talking about me?" Du Yue pushed open the door and entered.
Qin Zhao: "…"
Chu Mingyun: "I plan to prepare a dowry for you, Qin Zhao wants to marry..."
"Bullshit," Du Yue graciously found a chair and sat down, "Just because you are immoral all day, Qin Zhao doesn't do any dowry."
The last word of Chu Mingyun was completely suppressed by Du Yue's clear voice, but Qin Zhao still glanced at Chu Mingyun nervously, his lips pursed into a line.
Chu Mingyun tilted his head and sneered, sighed playfully, then stood up with the stack of documents, Gu Zi walked out of the study.
Du Yue called him from behind: "Hey, where are you going? I just arrived!"
Chu Mingyun has walked all the way, and his voice is still clear, "This room is too stupid, I'll go out for a breath."
"Damn it," Du Yue frowned, "Believe it or not, I have poisoned you."
In fact, he only dared to say this because Chu Mingyun couldn't hear it.
"... Du Yue." Qin Zhao suddenly called him.
"Why?" Du Yue looked at him.
Qin Zhao opened his mouth when he met Du Yue's bright eyes, and Chu Mingyun's words clearly hit him in his heart, which made him almost overwhelmed, but fortunately, he was born with no emotions. The face, Du Yue is not a meticulous person, can't see anything wrong.
Qin Zhao was at a loss for words, and said dryly, "Do you eat grapes?"
Du Yue then looked at the grapes on the desk that were still stained with crystal water droplets, and nodded, "Eat!"
Over there, Qin Zhao and Du Yue sat and ate grapes earnestly, while here Chu Mingyun entered the palace with documents.
It is customary for the Taiwei and the imperial censor to report to the emperor on their affairs every month.
When Chu Mingyun was led by Gong E into the imperial study, Su Shiyu had already arrived. He also held several books in his hand, looking at the bookcase and wondering what he was thinking. On the main seat, Li Yanzhen held a carving knife in his hand and lowered his head to concentrate on polishing. Beside him stood a piece of wood that was as tall as a person. It smelled faintly. It could be seen that the material was of high quality. Rare wood.
In addition to political affairs, His Majesty is proficient in all things, especially in sculpture and painting.
Chu Mingyun saluted Li Yanzhen, and Li Yanzhen responded perfunctorily, unable to distinguish even a glance, and said, "Let the document be placed on the table."
There are already several half-opened portraits of selected women on the bookcase, and several carving knives are scattered on the scroll. Chu Mingyun understood what Su Shiyu was looking at. He was looking for a place to put down the documents. Chu Mingyun stepped forward and directly pressed the document on the portrait, Su Shiyu glanced at him, and then put down the things.
Su Shiyu straightened the sleeves of his robe, looked at Li Yanzhen, who was still immersed in the knife, and coughed lightly. The Su family had supported him since the time of the prince, and Su Shiyu was older than him. Li Yanzhen respected him. Hearing the sound, he raised his head quickly and said with a smile, "I listened, and you will pay back."
Chu Mingyun and Su Shiyu were really used to it, and they let Li Yanzhen watch the wood and listen to the report, and finally looked back at them and sighed with a smile: "I need the help of two loving gentlemen, the world is safe, Haiyan Heqing, it can be said Fortunately."
Chu Mingyun and Su Shiyu replied with a smile, their central thoughts were different.
Li Yanzhen pondered for a while and said, "There is one more thing, I want to ask the two Aiqings."
"Your Majesty, but it doesn't matter."
"This piece of wood is really excellent. I think that only by carving it into a peerless beauty can it live up to the gift of God. Does Aiqing have anyone who can recommend it?"
"… "
After a moment of silence, Su Shiyu opened his mouth and said, "It's time for the selection. There are many beauties in the world, and His Majesty chooses from them."
Li Yanzhen shook her head, "Naturally, I found some people who have seen it, so many beautiful women are not as good as Su Aiqing, I don't like it."
"How can a gentleman be compared with him?" Su Shiyu laughed. "Furthermore, if you really talk about looks, Master Chu can be called stunning."
Chu Mingyun, who has been silent all the time, raised his eyebrows and said, "I am also a man."
Su Shiyu met his gaze and smiled slightly: "When did I say no? Master Chu is in a hurry to emphasize something."
He suddenly remembered that the virtuous and gentle Master Su was actually a vengeful person.
Chu Mingyun didn't hear it, and turned his face to meet Li Yanzhen's scrutinizing gaze on his face, he couldn't help but be stunned, but before he could speak in the future, he saw Li Yanzhen shaking his head in distress, "Although Chu Aiqing is also beautiful , but the eyebrows are too coquettish and gorgeous, not the kind I like."
Su Shiyu fell silent.
Chu Mingyun's brows jumped, he sneered, and said perfunctorily, "This minister's appearance doesn't suit His Majesty's mind, I'm really... ashamed."
Li Yanzhen raised her hand, "It's okay." He turned his head to look at Su Shiyu, "Did you just laugh?"
Su Shiyu raised his eyes calmly, "No."
"Then Su Aiqing would like this?" Li Yanzhen blurted out, but shook her head and smiled, "I forgot, you never like anything."
There are countless beauties in this world. In addition to the deep palaces and wealthy families, there are naturally flower streets and willow alleys. Whispering Yingti Yan language, lingering fragrance, is the bliss of the world.
A soft sedan car stopped in front of the carved pavilion with red sleeves, and the bustard who greeted the guests in front of the door hurried up to meet the man, smiling diligently: "Why are you here in person, what are you doing? People just say no, this is in a hurry..."
The man waved his hand to interrupt her, "What about her?"
"Rest in the room, I'll call her right now."
"No." The man stepped upstairs. The laughter and laughter downstairs subsided, and the maid opened the door for him, bowed respectfully and stepped aside. The interior decoration of this house seems to have entered a completely different place from this place. It is pure and gentle, without any flashy charm. The gauze curtains were stacked several times and swayed gently in the wind. Tingting's figure approached, a soft pancreas lifted the curtain, and the woman smiled at him, her eyebrows soft and beautiful.
Jing Shu bowed to the man, then raised her eyes and said, "You came in person, why didn't you let me know earlier?"
The man sat down and said with a smile, "It's nothing, come and see you."
Jing Shu stepped forward and filled him with tea herself, smiled lightly, and was about to speak when a muffled sound suddenly came from afar, and even the ground trembled slightly, so slight that she was basically laughed at by the downstairs. The sound is overwhelmed, and if it is not for people with strong internal strength, it may be difficult to detect. The man also looked out the window, and they looked at each other in surprise, feeling uneasy.
The panicked footsteps went straight to here, and the little servant pushed the door and put his head in without regard for courtesy, and shouted, "Young Master! It's not good, something happened in the western suburbs!"
"What's wrong?" The man stood up suddenly.
Suddenly, there was a thunderstorm in the sky, Jing Shu walked quickly to the window, and saw the lead cloud in the distance like electric light like snakes, the sound of thunder like gongs and drums all over the sky, rumbling and rolling, the heavy cloud suddenly collapsed, and the torrential rain poured down.
The author has something to say: Su Shiyu: With all due respect, I am not targeting Chu Mingyun, I am saying that everyone here is sick.
Chu Mingyun: →_→
Qin Zhao: →_→
Du Yue: =mouth=
Li Yanzhen: So does Su Aiqing like this
Chu Mingyun: Don't ask, he likes it, so he likes me later.
Lee Yeon-jung: →_→
Su Shiyu: →_→