Sure enough, it was Wan'er, followed by Wang Meiyu. Seeing Zhu Youjian, she didn't speak, hesitated for a moment, and bowed her head into Wan'er's bedroom.
"Yu'er, are you angry?" Zhu Youzhen greeted him and gently pinched Wang Meiyu's white fingers.
Wang Meiyu already knew that Zhu Youjian’s poems used to describe her Shuangfeng, and there was no insulting meaning. Her anger in her heart disappeared by half. She was still very confident about her Shuangfeng, and she had grown up on the grassland. She has a bold temperament. If only Zhu Youzhen and her were present at the time, she would not care at all, but Zhou Yufeng and the others were there, and she became the object of ridicule, and she was still a little uncomfortable in her heart.
Now Zhu Youzhen gave up the two-person world with Wan'er and asked Wan'er to come to her. Wang Meiyu's chest was packed with buns with white flour, but she still couldn't let go of that face, so she had to scorn Zhu Youzhen. At a glance, his hands twitched slightly, and seeing Zhu Youzhen pinch tightly, he left.
Zhu Youjian estimated that Wang Meiyu's anger had been mostly relieved, and he drew her to his side and held her in his arms. Through the hair on Wang Meiyu's head, he found Wan'er smirking.
Zhu Youjian waved to Wan'er, Wan'er slowly leaned in, and was also hugged by Zhu Youjian.
The two women stayed warm in Zhu Youjian's arms for a while, and Wang Meiyu raised her head, "Your Majesty, today is New Year's Eve. Sister Wan'er laughed at the concubine, and your Majesty will make her a poem like that."
"Well, I will do it slowly later, and make a few more songs." Zhu Youjian hugged Wang Meiyu tighter, and his hands became restless.
Wang Meiyu was itchy, and she twisted her body, "Your Majesty, rest early, your concubines are going back."
"Go back? How can I do it? I don't have to go back tonight, just stay with Wan'er here!" Zhu Youjian grabbed Wang Meiyu's belt.
"What about you, Your Majesty?" Wang Meiyu whispered, as if only Zhu Youzhen could hear it.
"Of course I won't go to the palace anymore. You won't go back anymore. What should I go back for?" Zhu Youjian lowered his head and snickered.
Wang Meiyu looked up and saw Zhu Youjian's smirk. She instantly understood, and she turned her gaze to Wan'er again.
"Don't look at Wan'er, Wan'er will definitely agree, won't you, Wan'er?" Zhu Youzhen stretched out his hand and squeezed Wan'er's chest.
"Ah..." Wan'er yelled out of fear.
"Look, Wan'er agreed?" Zhu Youzhen smiled triumphantly, and motioned to Wan'er to close the door of Zhu's bedroom.
Wan'er closed the door obediently and returned to Zhu Youjian's embrace.
Wang Meiyu was stunned for a while. Seeing Wan'er meant that she would not refuse Zhu Youjian's double-fired cannon, so she did not insist on returning to Yanxi Palace.
The three of them didn't see the sunrise of the new year, until Chenshi, the three woke up one after another.
Although Wang Meiyu was born in the grassland, looking at the three naked people, her face instantly turned red, like a bright sun through a glass window; Wan'er and Hu Xinxue had served Zhu Youjian many times, and she was lying on Zhu You for the first time. On the half of Xian's body, the long eyelashes almost stick to Zhu Youjian's chest.
Now it is the New Year holiday. All departments of the imperial court are on holiday. Zhu Youjian has also put aside all government affairs and can enjoy the happiness of family with the queen and three concubines at ease.
However, the second day of the first lunar month is the day of worship. Zhu Youjian will lead the civil and military officials to sacrifice to the ancestors. Originally, the senior officials of the ten branches of the Third Academy had to give Zhu Youjian a separate ceremony. Zhu Youjian was at noon on this day. , And entertained them, lest they would pay a New Year's greeting one by one and disturb their good time of making human beings.
Wang Meiyu comes from the Horqin grassland and grew up on horseback. Like all Mongolians, she likes the vastness and unrestrainedness of the grassland. If you believe in the rein and gallop on the endless grassland, then she is the best daughter of the grassland. Love.
Without Zhu Youjian's company, she would often think of the unrestrained scenery on the prairie when she was a child. In order to forget the past, she often used work to fill her time so as to fully integrate into the Forbidden City of Ming Dynasty.
Now Zhu Youzhen is on vacation, and he accompanies a few of them every day, eating and drinking, telling jokes, and doing love affairs. Zhou Yufeng, Wan'er, and Hu Xinxue all feel that they are the happiest concubines in the world.
Wang Meiyu is also enjoying the good time of being a concubine, but when she is free, there is still a throbbing in her heart. She doesn't understand whether she is afraid of losing this happy time or because she is away from the grassland.
Zhu Youjian also discovered Wang Meiyu's depression, "What's wrong with Yu'er? What's unhappy?"
"Your Majesty, it's okay. The concubines just feel a little bored." Wang Meiyu finally discovered that her loss was due to her memories of the grassland, and she longed for the kind of unfettered nomadic life, even for a moment, it was good.
"Boggy? Then I will take you out of the palace another day?" Zhu Youjian also felt that living in the palace every day, facing the same palace, even the imperial garden used for play, but the size of a football field, far away. Go, have a panoramic view, no wonder Wang Meiyu is lingering.
"Wow, your Majesty's words count." Zhu Youjian's words immediately shook the chords in Wang Meiyu's heart. She refreshed her spirit and became more beautiful, like new leaves on the branches, saying that light green is light green. Say goose yellow is goose yellow.
"Your Majesty, my concubines also go." Wan'er was like a light butterfly, and immediately landed on Zhu Youjian's chest. After many years in the palace, she almost forgot the pastoral scenery outside. Although the memory is vague, it will always be there. Can not be erased from the heart.
"I won't break my promise, you are going to prepare. Tomorrow we will go to Yuquan Mountain. At noon, I will personally make you a'chicken' to make sure that you will eat your mouth full of oil, and your face will be full of brilliance." Happy to see the concubines Zhu Youzhen sighed with emotion.
These women, sharing themselves as a man, are inherently unfair, and they are busy with government affairs. They don't have much time to really love them. If they are satisfied with their love for them, it is mostly because they have rich imagination.
Whether it is courtiers or ordinary people, they have never really cared about their inner life. What they demand is early princes and multiple princes.
The time I spend with them is basically to create human beings. As an emperor, I don't have the time and right to fall in love, nor is it necessary. I can put any woman in bed as long as I like it.
They are not as good as ordinary folk women, no man is pleased to pet them, but they always want to please the emperor.
Zhu Youzhen didn't like climbing mountains.
If he is allowed to choose freely, he can play a few games of nine-way Go on the computer, and each game will not be too long, and it does not need to be too troublesome. Since it is leisure, don't worry about winning or losing too much.
There are even more ways of outdoor activities. In the autumn afternoon, you can pick up a fishing rod and go for a couple of fishing friends to go fishing in the wild pond for half a day. Except for this one, the world no longer exists; or in the spring and Jingming seasons. , Carrying a bucket of mineral water, playing a game of football on the grass-like carpet, taking advantage of someone falling to the ground, sipping the mineral water, taking a bath in an unpolluted pond, and then slowly tidying up Three side dishes, two bottles of beer...
But it’s cold early spring, and Zhu Youjian has no confidant...
On the sixth day of the first month, Wan'er was as excited as a skylark early in the morning, and her figure was everywhere.
After having breakfast in a hurry, the group left Qianqing Palace at the urging of Wan'er. Zhou Yufeng had to stay in Kunning Palace a little lonely because of her pregnancy.
All four of them changed into civilian clothes. Zhu Youjian rode a horse, Wan'er, Wang Meiyu, and Hu Xinxue squeezed into a carriage. Fu Xiaojian led a large number of guards on both sides of the carriage and rushed to Yuquan Mountain.
Yuquan Mountain is the remaining vein of Yanshan Mountain. It is fifteen or six miles west of the capital. The mountain is named after the spring, "the water is clear and blue, and the purity is like jade", hence the name Yuquan Mountain. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Ying once described it in poems. : The spring under the mountain is like a jade rainbow, and Qingling is not the same as all springs.
When they arrived at Yuquan Mountain, Zhu Youjian got off his horse, and the three women got out of the carriage. The carriage was handed over to the guards. Because it was a micro-service travel, the rules of the palace were not suitable. They agreed that the three women called Zhu Youjian the son. Zhu Youjian referred to them as Wan'er, Xue'er, and Yu'er. Among the three women, they were called sisters.
Zhu Youjian asked the guards to follow far behind, and it was difficult to get to the palace once. He didn't want the guards to call forward and drink to affect their mood and other visitors.
The guards knew that Zhu Youxian possessed magical skills and should be a great master. If you fight alone, there will be no rivals in the world. In addition, during the New Year period, Yuquan Mountain is not open to ordinary tourists, and most of the tourists on the mountain are the children of officials. I don't think Zhu Youjian is in any danger.
Zhu Youjian wears a sky blue short jacket and a gray-white gown on the outside. He looks very much like a gentle scholar. Wang Meiyu is a royal blue short jacket. His skin is white and generous. Although he still reveals some wildness, he has lived in the court for several years. , Has long been concealed by Yong Rong Huagui, she almost walked side by side with Zhu Youzhen, chatting softly, smiling, like a noble lady of a capitalist.
Wan'er’s green jacket is dotted with a few large red or black flowers. She is as curious as a rabbit who just got out of the cage. She ignores the mountain roads pioneered by the predecessors, and picks up the willows through the jungle on the side of the road. Now It is still early spring, and the vegetation has not yet sprouted, and a huge colorful butterfly is often looming among the withered yellow trees along the path.
Hu Xinxue wore a red coat, and made her white face more like a pink wildflower. She was dignified and dignified, with her hands hanging down, and her tail behind Zhu Youjian and Wang Meiyu, she seemed to be traveling with her parents. Little Jiao Niang.
If Yuquan Mountain is a picture scroll drawn from materials and nature, the four of them are the most energetic strokes on this picture scroll. They delight their souls and refresh the eyes of others, often attracting visitors to stop and look back. Zhu Youjian Seeing a dark-looking tourist smirking at them, his saliva was almost left on the ground.
Wang Meiyu temporarily forgot the vastness of the prairie. The weeds, thorns and dead wood trails on Yuquan Mountain are also different feelings. Although there is no boundless prairie, white sheep, galloping horses, and deep sky, it is better than a palace. The red brick and blue tiles.
Wan'er is the happiest one. She walks through the dead trees and shows off like a maid who steals wild flowers for her master. Unfortunately, on Yuquan Mountain now, the wild flowers have not yet been seen, and she can only break some boring dead branches.
The four of them walked along the forest path, talking and laughing all the way to Yuquan at the foot of the mountain.