Women wear men's overhead Suwen 09-10
There are five rounds of the poetry meeting, and the title of the second round is "New Year", so the content of the poems should be festive. It's still a quarter of an hour, collect the pen and hand it in, and then send it down for reading.
Emperor Qi may be a habit formed in the palace examination. When he saw the people below writing vigorously, he couldn't help but get up from his seat, stepped down from the high position and came to each person's side to examine their poems in person.
Because of the arrival of Emperor Qi, some people who were not calm enough couldn't help being nervous, and they couldn't write good poems.
Luo Annian racked his brains only to think of Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri": "The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu. Thousands of households always exchange new peaches for old talismans." There are also firecrackers and these customs, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do it. After all, he is the protagonist of the world, luck must be good.
004 told Ye Junge early in the morning which song Luo Annian chose, Ye Junge raised his eyebrows, this poem seems to praise the New Deal? Isn't Luo Anian afraid that the emperor will be unhappy with this kind of poem
Sure enough, after Emperor Qi came to Luo Annian's side, his face darkened slightly. Xiao Jiu even wrote poems praising "removing the old and welcoming the new". Could he be impatient to see the crown prince succeeding to the throne
It's also because Luo Annian himself didn't understand the meaning of this poem, he only thought it was about the New Year, but he didn't expect that there was a deeper meaning in it.
Seeing Qidi's slightly pulled face, Luo Annian felt a little uneasy, is this poem not good? Why was the emperor unhappy after seeing it
New Year's poems are not easy to compose. During this sensitive period, getting rid of the old and welcoming the new, which is a necessary part of the New Year, has become the emperor's rebellion. If you are not careful, you will break the taboo, and you will be the one who will be unlucky.
What you want to write at this time is in line with the tastes of those in power, you must praise the new year and the old year together, and you must emphasize that the new year is a continuation of the old year, not a replacement. Moreover, Luo Annian's poem is a quatrain, so to compare him in form, it is obvious that he must choose a verse. Quatrains and regulated poems, when attainments are comparable, literati are more inclined to regulated poems, after all quatrains are not as solemn as regulated poems.
So Ye Junge chose a relatively familiar poem, after all he said that he would slap his face—
The wind and frost of the world are exhausted, and the weather of heaven and earth is peaceful;
The calendar adds new years, and the spring is full of old mountains and rivers.
Plum blossoms and willows are full of beauty, and pine trees are old;
Tu Sucheng was drunk and laughed happily at Bai Yunwo. (Excerpted from "Ha You Xinzheng" Ming·Ye Yong)
Everyone nodded slightly after listening. Although the whole article did not mention the New Year and the customs of the New Year, the new atmosphere and joyful atmosphere of the New Year are written between the lines, which makes people feel very comfortable after listening. Moreover, he positively praised the "peaceful weather" of the old year and the new year, which made Emperor Qi feel happy. Isn't this a compliment that he is a wise emperor and that the dynasty is clean
The smile on Guijun's face grew wider: "Madam Zhenbei is really amazing, this verse is very good, it should be the top one. Xiaojiu's quatrains are very old-fashioned, but the form of the poem is slightly inferior." Speaking of which, Gui Jun paused strangely, then continued to smile and said, "Young Master Youxiang's poem is the third, do you have any objections?"
Emperor Qi nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, let's go to the third round." His face was satisfied, but he didn't know what was going on in his heart.
Luo Annian heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that Emperor Qidi's bad complexion just now was due to his dizziness.
Because of the previous incident, Luo Annian didn't bother to care about this round. He is still the second child of Wannian, and there are three rounds to come, sooner or later he will suppress Fu Yanqing.
Your gentleman continued to come up with questions, and in the third and fourth rounds, Ye Junge slightly restrained himself, allowing Luo Anian to take the lead. The poems he used were not familiar poems and he did it himself on the spot, so Luo Annian didn't find anything wrong. After all, Luo Annian is still a prince no matter what, he can't completely deny him face.
The final round is the deciding round, Ye Junge and Luo Annian, whoever wins this round will be the real winner. The theme this time is "Plum Blossom", which is the theme of the occasion.
Your gentleman suddenly said: "I have an idea. This round of poetry and painting will be combined and competed together. That is to say, you should paint according to the requirements, and then write the finished poems on the paintings. One person can write poems and one person can write poems." One person writes the inscription, and finally judges separately."
This proposal is very interesting, and the drowsy people who listened to the poem became interested and agreed unanimously.
"Then, all of you can come down to see the process of other people's painting and inscriptions. Just don't make a noise." Your gentleman ordered people to fetch different colors of paints. There are many yellow plums, and other colors are rarely used.
In terms of poetry, there are too many poems written about plum blossoms, no matter which dynasty they are in, so it is obviously difficult to write something new. So this time, there are many people who are willing to criticize others.
Luo Anian paints and inscribes poems by himself, and so does Ye Junge.
Luo Annian chose the well-known poem by Wang Anshi. This round is no longer handed over to the nobleman in advance for evaluation, but everyone together. Luo Annian confidently handed over the painting to the little eunuch and held it up for everyone to see. His plum blossoms were softer, leaning against the corner of the wall with snow on them, and wrote a poem on the upper right corner: "There are several plum blossoms in the corner of the wall, and Ling Han blooms alone. I don’t know if it’s snow, but it’s because of a dark fragrance.”
This song "Mei" is known to almost anyone who has attended school in China, the original home planet. But the level of this poem is relatively shallow, as long as the artistic conception overwhelms it, there will be no problem.
"Xiaojiu's poem is really good. It emphasizes the whiteness of Xue and Mei, unlike other poems. The paintings and poems also complement each other, which is very good." all good.
This praise offends some people, and overturned a boatload of people with one pole. If it was before, no one would dare to be dissatisfied, but it is different now. The status of the crown prince is already in name only.
Before Luo Anian could be proud, Ye Junge said leisurely, "It's a coincidence that His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince actually wanted to go with me." Ye Junge turned to look at the little eunuch, and said with a smile, "Please excuse me, Eunuch."
The father-in-law didn't dare to say anything, so he also held up Ye Junge's painting. This painting focused on the pride of Xuemei. Not far from the plum blossoms, there was an intoxicated figure of a plum appreciator, and it seemed that he could faintly smell the fragrance. Poem: "Mei Xue contends for the spring but is not willing to fall, Sao Ren Ge's pen fee comment. The plum must be three points whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum." )
Luo Annian's expression changed, he had never heard of the first two sentences, but no matter how ignorant he was, he knew that the latter two sentences were very famous in modern times. Could it be that Fu Yanqing also wore them? ! But I have almost never heard of his previous poems!
Luo Anian thought to himself, and decided to have someone show him the poems Fu Yanqing had written before when he went back. As long as he found another poem he had seen before, he would be able to conclude that Fu Yanqing was a fake genius just like himself. Luo Anian smiled, he didn't believe that Fu Yanqing was really talented, he must have copied it too!
Your gentleman smiled: "There is no objection to this poem, right? Mrs. Zhenbei really deserves to be a genius who can compete with Jiangnan talents. This song "Snow Plum" portrays the characteristics of Xue and Mei in detail, and the artistic conception wins. Xiaojiu is ahead, but Xiaojiu's poem should be second. Although the conception of the third poem is not new, but its foundation is profound, so I think it should be the lady of the official secretary's family who gets the third place."
The prince frowned in dissatisfaction: "Is Mrs. Zhenbei's poem off topic? He wrote about snow and plum, not just plum."
Your noble retorted calmly: "Although so, the main thing is plum, and the plum is set off by snow. What do you think, His Royal Highness?"
The prince stopped talking, he saw his grandfather, Mr. Zuo Xiang, shaking his head at him.
Your gentleman was in a good mood, and continued: "In terms of painting, Mrs. Zhenbei's painting skills are amazing." He glanced at Ye Junge in surprise, "It's comparable to Master Lin Fang who has been immersed in this way for decades .”
People who don't know how to paint are very surprised when they hear the words. Lin Fang's reputation in the painting world is not good, but he also knows that the nobleman will not make fun of this matter, so he can only suppress his doubts.
Ye Junge remained calm, if he didn't hide his clumsiness, how could Lin Fang be compared to him
"Everyone is very good at calligraphy. Mrs. Zhenbei's handwriting is arrogant and domineering. I can see Xuemei's character, which is really amazing." Your gentleman clapped his hands and smiled after finishing his comments, "Then, there is no doubt Madam Zhenbei is the final winner, Your Majesty." He turned to look at Emperor Qi.
Emperor Qi smiled and said: "Since I promised to win the lottery, I will not break my promise. I heard that the queen mother gave Mrs. Zhenbei a set of tents for hundreds of sons and thousands of grandchildren? If this is the case, then I will also give you a set of dishes for hundreds of sons and thousands of grandchildren. I hope Mrs. Zhenbei will conceive Lin'er as soon as possible."
Ye Junge: ... =皮= Hold me back, I want to kill the king!
004: ∑(っ°Д°;)っJunjun, you have to calm down!
"The poetry and painting competition is over, what's next?" Emperor Qi was aroused, looking forward to the rest of the competition.
"The next one is the music. Princess Anyuan's guzheng is very good. Don't let me and Your Majesty down." The father of Princess Anyuan, Lan Yinghou, was a disciple of your father when he was alive. Gentle, good-natured, maybe she feels very similar to herself, your gentleman loves her very much.
Luo Annian was out of his mind, he was not distracted by listening to your nobleman's analysis, and immersed himself in his own world until the next round of competition began.
This time Ye Junge didn't join in, and he wasn't a performer, why would he perform in such a degraded manner? Anyway, he also found out that Princess Anyuan's piano skill was completely defeated by Luo Annian, so he didn't have to do it himself.
Luo Annian failed to get the first place in the rest of the competitions. After all, in the original book, he was able to get the first place due to luck and the tricks of the small attackers behind him. The rest were all tampered with by the minor attackers, and they didn't win by their own abilities anyway. At this moment, he was performing in a hurry, and with Ye Junge watching over him, those people had no chance to make small moves.
The New Year's banquet that was supposed to shine showed that Luo An's writing was not good enough, and the only poetry he could do was suspicious. After all, many people vaguely knew that the Ninth Prince was not good at poetry, except for being dazed by him The little Gongs, the rest of them were very puzzled even if they didn't say anything, but they couldn't think of the reason. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Luo Annian did not cheat in his poems, unless he guessed the title in advance and got someone to memorize it. Thinking about it in this way seems very possible, after all, the questions you asked are all suitable for the occasion, so it is easy to guess.
No one suspects that your gentleman helped him cheat, after all, everyone knows your character very well.
After the New Year's banquet, they went back to their respective homes. Ye Junge rarely missed his man. Maybe it was stimulated by Zhennan and his wife at the New Year's dinner, or maybe it was because the family reunion atmosphere during the New Year made him feel very lonely.
Ye Junge was sitting alone in the pavilion drinking. The light snow that had stopped in the afternoon began to fall again in the middle of the night. When the wind blew, they were swept into the open pavilion. Some fell on her hair, some fell on her clothes and cheeks. melted.
The boy was driven to wait in the corridor by him, and he was supposed to rest, but he refused and insisted on guarding. Ye Junge simply gave him the hand warmer, and he was wearing a fox fur with cool single clothes inside, and it was not uncomfortable to have mental strength to protect his body.
The servant stared at him all the time, for fear that something would happen to his master.
[Junjun, if you miss him, go see him. You can buy a one-time round-trip teleportation talisman, but you only need to double the contribution value to buy the penalty coupon. ] 004 couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded again.
Ye Junge looked down at the wine jug with no drops left, put it aside casually, and finally nodded: "Okay. '
Back in the house, I dismissed the boy who wanted to keep watch at night, locked the door, took out the teleportation talisman, relied on the system database to determine the location of Mo Yuanling's room, and clicked teleport directly.
Mo Yuanling was drinking alone in the room. He has always had a good capacity for alcohol, but today he passed out easily. It is probably because he misses him too much, and everyone gets drunk if he is not drunk.
Ye Junge turned around and locked the door, and extinguished a few candles, leaving only the small lamp by the bed flickering on and off.
"Daughter-in-law..." Mo Yuanling lay on the table and squinted at the busy figure of the man. This must be a hallucination...
"Yeah." It's Chinese New Year today, and Ye Junge didn't bother to argue with him, so he stepped forward to pick him up and put him on the bed.
Mo Yuanling: ... the daughter-in-law is as tough as ever in her dream_(:з」∠)_Can't she be weak for a while? !
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Mo Yuanling angrily raised his arms around his waist, and then roughly tore his clothes with the other hand, since it was a dream, don't hold back, to be honest, he was almost suffocated in the barracks.
Ye Junge let him tear off his clothes, Saibei was colder than the capital, and couldn't help shivering.
Mo Yuanling also tore off his clothes, and then wrapped him tightly in his arms, using his warm chest to protect him from the cold, while his fiery hands ran over his back, the wonderful touch made him want to stop.
Ye Junge endured moaning and let him do what he did, and propped up his body cooperatively to let his kiss fall on his red cherry, two fingers behind him hurriedly expanded, and then rushed in with fiery giants.
Ye Junge gritted his teeth, should he be thankful that this guy still remembered to open up even though he thought he was dreaming? !
Mo Yuanling was lying on the bed with his lover in bewilderment. This posture allowed him to penetrate him more deeply, and a powerful collision brought extreme pleasure. I really wanted to never stop for the rest of my life.
All night, Mo Yuanling didn't seem to get tired, because he thought he was dreaming, so he ignored Ye Junge's begging for mercy, and his actions were no longer careful and gentle as usual, only pure domineering.
Ye Junge was so bewitched by such an aura that he couldn't think of resisting at all, and could only bear it passively. When he finally stopped, there was not a single part of his body that was intact, and it was covered with bruises.
Early in the morning, Ye Junge reluctantly sat up, the tingling pain under his body made him frown, and looked helplessly at the mess in the room. He didn't have the energy to clean it up, so he exchanged his contribution points for a one-time cleaning surgery to restore the room to its original state.
After destroying his torn clothes and putting them on again, Ye Junge looked at his dead lover sleeping on the bed, touched the bandage wrapped around his arm, and bowed his head and kissed him distressedly. corner of his mouth, he made up his mind and tapped the teleportation talisman back to his room.
When Mo Yuanling woke up, recalling the ecstasy scene in his dream last night, he felt a mixture of satisfaction and loss in his heart, and he was in a daze for a long time before he managed to pull himself together.
After Luo Annian went back, he smashed a lot of things angrily, and then called the secret guard sent to him by the prince's brother, and asked him to find all of Fu Yanqing's poems to show him.
The next morning, he got what he wanted, and flipped through them one by one, without any familiar words. Could it be that last night was really a coincidence? Or did he remember it wrong, it's just that the sentence structure is similar
Luo Annian was very confused, but he still didn't plan to let Ye Junge go, so what about the fellow villagers who traveled through time? If it stands in his way, he won't let him go.
Time flies, and in the beginning of spring, there is a custom of going to temples to pray for blessings, and the ladies in Kyoto like to go to Pei'an Temple outside the city.
Usually, the men of the family bring the whole family with them. Even if the family is not favored, the ladies and sons are eligible to participate. Of course, only the concubines and the favored aunts can go, and the maids of the house are not allowed. thought about it.
Mo Yuan Lingyuan is outside the pass, and he has no concubine or children. He himself is an orphan, a child who was sneaked back from Saibeiti by the old Zhenbei General, and his parents died at the hands of the Huns. After the old general Zhenbei died in battle, he had no relatives. In previous years, I went to the temple alone to offer incense, but this year it was Ye Junge's turn to go alone.
The little servant was busy helping the housekeeper pack his things. On the first day of spring, the Pei'an Temple would be reserved by the royal family, and Ye Junge and Mrs. Zhenxi's family had received grace because their husband was out fighting, so they could go together today to avoid crowding with other powerful families later. In one place, there are few of these two families anyway. Mrs. Zhenxi has been married for many years. Due to the lack of gatherings and separations, there is only one son under her knees who is only seven years old. She is small and strong. I heard that she has practiced martial arts for several years. She is determined to let her son inherit his father's career and join the army to help his father. . General Zhenxi didn't have any concubines, and his parents passed away early, so there were only two people in their family.
Ye Junge was pulled by him to talk, and the little boy followed beside him calmly, without any impatience.
"Your son can hold his breath, and he can also stand boredom." Ye Junge glanced at him. This kid seemed to be promising, and he would definitely not be a thing in the pool when he grows up.
Mrs. Zhenxi patted her son on the head: "He knows that I am always lonely at home, so he refuses to leave me easily. He is a good and filial boy."
Ye Junge smiled and nodded: "Good boy." Couldn't help but want to tease him again: "You are going to fight with your father in the future, and you will leave your father-in-law then? What should you do if your father-in-law gets lonely again? good?"
The little boy froze for a moment, frowned and thought for a while, then looked up at him: "At that time, father can retire to accompany father-in-law."
Ye Junge chuckled: "What if your father goes to the battlefield and retreats?"
The little boy had no choice but to turn his head to look at Mrs. Zhenxi, struggling in his heart. He wanted to be a hero like his father, but he didn't want to leave his father behind.
Mrs. Zhenxi shook her head: "What are you doing to shake him like this?"
"Oh, I just put this fact in front of his eyes in advance." Ye Junge rubbed the little guy's head, "Listen, young man, you should grow up quickly, and then marry a good-tempered and obedient daughter-in-law. He gave birth to a few big fat boys for you, and with your wife and son to accompany you, your father-in-law will not be lonely."
The little boy suddenly realized, and nodded again and again: "I see! Thank you Fu Zhengjun!"
Mrs. Zhenxi was speechless: "... Yanqing, you are enough."
Ye Junge laughed and waved his hands: "I'll go first, you go slowly, the scenery here is pretty good, let the little guy take a good look, you won't be able to see it if you go to the west."
Went to the main hall to burn incense, and when I came out, I happened to see the nobleman coming with the concubines from a distance, and Ye Junge, who didn't want to kneel down and salute, hurried out from the side door.
"Zhengjun?" The little servant followed Ye Junge to the back forest panting, but Ye Junge stopped suddenly.
Ye Junge waved him away: "I'll walk by myself."
The boy wrinkled his face and looked at him disapprovingly, but he couldn't resist him, so he had to leave first.
'What's wrong? 'I just heard 004's reminder suddenly.
[Luo Annian found someone to wait at the pavilion in Houlin. He wanted to lure you there, let that person force you, and then the person he arranged would bring other people to catch the rape. Even if this strategy fails, there is still a lake beside the pavilion, if you are pushed down, Fu Yanqing can't swim anyway, and then when everyone comes, the person who pushed you will rescue you, and you have intimate contact with other men? Being seen by others can be regarded as ruining your reputation. When your man comes back, he will naturally dislike you.]
Ye Junge sneered: "It's really a vulgar method. Since he has arranged so much carefully, why don't we help him? Where is he now? '
[He was afraid of any accident, so he kept hiding near the pavilion.]
'Only him? '
[Yes, the others were sent away by him.]
Ye Junge raised his feet and walked towards the pavilion. There was no one in the pavilion, but he sensed that there was a person hiding behind the rockery next to the pavilion, and another person was hiding farther away.
He walked into the pavilion and sat down, quietly waiting for the person who had arranged to make a move.
Sure enough, not long after, the people behind the rockery rushed up in twos and threes. Ye Junge slapped the stone table and jumped away, raised his hand to grab his pulse gate, and tapped his acupuncture point directly with the other hand, so he couldn't move. up.
Ye Junge didn't actually use acupoints, after all, this body has no internal force, but the spiritual force condensed at the fingertips, which just invaded his veins through contact, temporarily locking his ability to move and speak.
Luo Anian who was hiding in the distance was stunned, didn't it mean that Fu Yanqing didn't know martial arts? ! Just now he consciously came to Houlin to enter the forest, and he didn't even need someone he arranged to come out to lead him over. He thought that God would help me, but it turned around in minutes? !
The man who made the sneak attack was also very heartbroken, which was different from what was written in the script!
Ye Junge slowly came to the stunned Luo Anian, and smiled viciously: "Did Your Highness the Ninth Prince have a good time?"
Luo Annian stared at him blankly, opened his mouth, but couldn't make any sound, and didn't know what to say, so he closed it again.
Ye Junge picked him up, smiled cruelly and said, "Enjoy yourself." Then he walked to the lake and threw him down.
The early spring is still very cold, not to mention that it is in the mountains, the temperature is even lower, and the lake water is like ice water, which makes people's hands and feet stiff. Luo Annian can swim, but no matter how much he thumps, every time he is about to go ashore, Ye Junge will kick him down again, watching him dying with a smile like watching a play.
The other forgotten man froze anxiously in the pavilion, his eyes flicked to this side, if something happened to the Ninth Prince, he would not be able to live, His Highness the Crown Prince would definitely cut him to pieces!
After playing for a while, Luo Annian almost ran out of energy. Swimming was exhausting, not to mention that Luo Annian was pampered, and the lake was so cold that the heat from his body dissipated quickly. The thick clothes that were originally worn to keep warm became heavy after absorbing water, Luo Anian felt that he was going to be unable to hold on anymore, and his strokes gradually became smaller.
Ye Junge used all his strength to step on the water and fly over, lifted him up, carried him to the bank and let him blow the cold wind, regardless of whether he would be frozen or not.
'What about the person he arranged to catch the rape? Why haven't you come yet? ' Ye Junge asked impatiently.
[Soon, I'll be here soon, Junjun.]
Ye Junge listened carefully to the movement over there, and finally someone's voice came over.
Ye Junge looked at His Highness the Ninth Prince who was lying on the ground like a dead fish with a smile, and he shuddered: "You... what do you want...?"
"Of course, don't let Your Highness invalidate your arrangement." Ye Junge grabbed his collar and threw him into the lake again.
Luo Annian: ... QWQ Mama! The ancients are so scary! Wo wants to go home!
Man: ... Ma Dan, you are not finished yet! If you play to death, Laozi will never want to live again!
Ye Junge turned around and left leisurely. Luo Annian heaved a sigh of relief and tried to swim to the shore, but it took too much energy before, so he could only paddle in place to prevent himself from sinking. After Ye Junge walked away, he moved his fingers, and the mental strength of the big man slowly dissipated. He didn't care that he was still a little stiff, so he jumped into the water and rescued Luo Anian. This scene happened to be seen by everyone who rushed over.
The stiffness on the big man's body hasn't receded yet, and he was easily caught by several princes. Since Luo Annian's previous arrangements were only known to him and the few people involved, even the prince only knew what he was going to do but not the specific actions. So the few princes didn't know that this big man was sent by the prince to protect Luo Annian, and when they saw that he was about to run away, they quickly caught him, and they didn't show mercy at all.
Luo Annian was so frightened that he didn't expect to intercede with the big man. Now the one whose reputation has been damaged is himself. Although he has never had a good reputation at all, rumors and seeing with his own eyes are different after all.
Ye Junge watched from a distance, then turned and left. He wasn't worried at all that Luo Anian and the big man would confess him. Not to mention whether everyone believed that the weak Fu Yanqing could beat that big man with martial arts, but even with Luo Anian's temperament, everyone didn't believe that he was innocent. Besides, they would definitely be able to find out that the big man was a guard sent by the crown prince, and Fu Yanqing would not be able to beat him. Not only was he unable to beat him, but it seemed logical for the guards to save the prince. Everyone would believe that Luo Annian slipped into the water by himself.
If the original plan was successful, Luo Annian didn't think about how he would explain that the guards sent by the crown prince not only did not protect him, but went to Houlin and happened to save Mrs. Zhenbei who fell into the water. Things that are too coincidental are not coincidences, there must be tricks.
As he expected, Luo Annian's mind was not sober after being stimulated by this series of incidents. When others asked him what was going on, he kept saying that Fu Yanqing threw him into the water, and that Fu Yanqing defeated the guards given to him by the prince's brother. Upside down, like a mad attack.
"Xiao Jiu, you are frozen by the lake water, your mind is not clear, and you are about to gag him, don't you see that he has a fever and talking nonsense?" He put a clean veil over his mouth.
The identity of the big man was also revealed by torture. Although he also said that Fu Yanqing did it, he was exposed by the noble gentleman in a few words: "This man has a 'deep love' with Xiaojiu's master and servant, and he doesn't even know that he helped the master to frame others." To find a credible explanation, I know that Mrs. Zhenbei suppressed Xiaojiu at the New Year's banquet last time, which made him very unhappy, but she is relying on real talents and learning, and Xiaojiu really has too little stomach."
The princes frowned in dissatisfaction, and wanted to vindicate Luo Annian.
"Enough!" The queen mother glanced around, and the princes dared not say any more. On weekdays, the Empress Dowager had a lot of prestige in the palace, and Emperor Qi had a deep affection for her mother and son, and felt that the Empress was very sorry for her, so no one except the Empress dared to talk to her. These princes have not been liked by her since they were young, and have been reprimanded many times, and now they dare not make mistakes even when they grow up.
"Today's matter is that Xiao Jiuyi slipped and fell into the water. The guard dragged it down and dealt with it, and returned to the palace."
"yes… "
The Empress Dowager deliberately did not keep her mouth shut about this matter, so it was widely circulated outside. Some people said that the Ninth Prince was an ominous person. If he went to worship a Buddha, he would fall into the water. The Buddha must not want to see him; some people said that the Ninth Prince might be with that The guards were in the Houlin private meeting, and when they heard someone coming, they stumbled and fell into the water; others said that the Ninth Prince wanted to pretend to fall into the water and said that Mrs. Zhenbei pushed him into the water when he just passed by, but after falling into the water, he knocked his head. Therefore, when the complaint was made, the preamble was inconsistent, but it seemed that he was talking crazy. No matter how it is rumored outside, Luo Annian's reputation is completely ruined. After he fell into the water, he was rescued by the guards, and his reputation was damaged. It is estimated that no one would marry him. It's just a sacrifice, it's not short of his food and clothing, don't think about other things.
After hearing the rumors, Luo Annian wanted to commit suicide in shame and indignation, but was stopped by several princes. The princes quickly sent people to suppress the rumors, but everyone knew it well. How could Luo Annian really want to commit suicide? It's not that the ancients valued chastity more than anything else, he was just acting.
While Ye Junge was watching the play, news of the truce finally came.
His man is coming back.
The sky when Mo Yuanling came back was very beautiful. Although the sun was not out, the cloudy day with the breeze was actually Ye Junge's favorite weather.
He stood among the common people and looked at the confident and powerful man in armor, riding a tall and strong horse, followed by the returning soldiers.
Solemn atmosphere, uniform movements, although there are only a few dozen people in the area, but you can also see through them what kind of demeanor the army stationed ten miles away from the capital is. This person should be an envoy sent by the Huns.
Ye Junge examined his body carefully, and heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't seem to be seriously injured.
The common people spontaneously stood on both sides, leaving a wide passage for the returning soldiers. They were deeply moved. Most of them had family members in this army.
Mo Yuanling came here on horseback with his personal guards. The horse trotted, not fast, so that the surrounding people could clearly see the appearance of dozens of people, looking for their relatives.
Mo Yuanling's personal guards are not the children of the general family, they are all soldiers who stand out from the common people.
Suddenly, Mo Yuanling sped up his horse, and the guards behind him followed closely.
Seeing the man staring at him affectionately, Ye Junge ran towards him quickly, then slowed down, and when he got close, he hugged himself onto the horse.
The people around exclaimed, and then someone recognized Ye Junge's identity: "That's the general's wife!" The people were as happy as anything, cheered, and looked at the two with blessing eyes.
Ye Junge sat horizontally in front of the man, and was held tightly in his arms. When he moved his body, he found that he was hugged even tighter: "What are you doing?"
"Don't move, let me hug you." Mo Yuanling buried his face in his hair, took a deep breath, and kissed him hard, "I miss you so much!"
The people around cheered louder, and Mo Yuanling's lieutenant Da Ma came over and smiled and said, "Hey, sister-in-law! Our general misses you every day, so we have to fight the Xiongnu hard to ease the lovesickness." Haha." While talking, he ran away, fearing that Mo Yuanling would catch him and clean him up.
The envoy sighed in fluent Chinese: "The relationship between the general and his wife is so good!"
Ye Junge smiled lightly, looked at her man's reddish pinnae, raised her head and kissed his chin, and said softly, "I miss you very much."
Mo Yuanling's eyes lit up, and Ye Junge added a few words slowly: "On New Year's Eve."
Mo Yuanling was disappointed for a while, and then smiled happily: "I know Madam, you are just embarrassed to say that you must be thinking of me all the time, just like me." The man picked at his stubble I rubbed my lover's face and received a chestnut.
"You fucking want to stab me?! How long has it been since you shaved?!"
Mo Yuanling smirked and changed the subject: "Ma'am, I dreamed about you on New Year's Eve."
Ye Junge sneered: "Did you dream of having sex with me? Sexy."
Mo Yuanling coughed, Madam really understands him, all of them know _(:з」∠)_
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"Easter Egg 1: Snow White" 04
The queen didn't know what he was thinking. In fact, the original Snow White was quite stupid, and she didn't take Snow White seriously at all.
The two men with evil intentions spoke kindly and unnutritively, and they didn't leave until the banquet was over.
Ye Junge had a good chat, so he didn't have to dance with the couple. As for the queen, he could take care of himself.
The queen was very, very upset when she saw the radiant Ye Junge, but she suddenly thought of a brilliant idea.
She ordered her loyal maid to buy a hunter outside the palace, and then arranged for him to be a bodyguard the next day, and let him go. Snow White tricked her out of the palace, took her to the forest, and killed her.