Shang Junlin imagined the red-lipped and white-toothed depression following behind him in the clothes of a little eunuch, his eyes darkened.
I can't bear it.
"I asked someone to set up a screen, and you sat behind."
Shen Yu bumped into him: "Does Your Majesty want to avenge the crime I put behind the screen at that time?"
At that time, Shen Yu wanted to establish his prestige in Yuzhang Palace, and Shang Junlin refused to go elsewhere, so Shen Yu had to ask someone to set up a large screen in the main hall, and let Shang Junlin sit behind.
"Is I so stingy in your eyes?" Shang Junlin pinched his gloomy cheeks.
Shen Yu muttered in a low voice: "Your Majesty has taken advantage of Shen Qingran's letter to me several times..."
Shang Junlin's ears were sharp, and he clearly heard this sentence, and he pinched the flesh on Su Yu's face and shook it from side to side in a funny way: "If it wasn't for Ah Yu's persistent refusal, why would I find these reasons?"
He wished that other men's names would never appear in Shen Yu's ears.
Sullen didn't want to admit it, and broke Shang Junlin's hand: "Your Majesty likes to toss people, why do you blame others?"
If it wasn't for Shang Junlin's progress every time, wouldn't it be necessary for Shen Yu to find ways to reject it
"Yes, yes, I blame you. I didn't work hard enough to make Ah Yu comfortable." Shang Junlin let go of the hand that was pinching the soft flesh on Su Yu's face, and kissed the red spot.
Shen Yu was left speechless for a while by Shang Junlin's deliberate misinterpretation of the meaning. He understood that he had no chance of winning against Shang Junlin in this matter.
He sat up straight, and patted Shang Junlin on the shoulder as if venting his hatred: "Your Majesty has worked very hard, really, if you work harder, Your Majesty will find someone else."
You can torment him enough now, what else do you want
"Ah Yu, you can't talk nonsense like this." Shang Junlin hugged Shen Yu's waist tightly and hugged him into his arms, biting Shen Yu's lips fiercely.
"Ugh—" the stabbing pain came, and he let out a low moan, and soon, he felt the bloody smell coming from his mouth.
"His Majesty!"
"I don't like to hear such words," Shang Junlin let go of his gloomy mouth, and gently kissed away the blood stains on his mouth, "Ah Yu, everything that belongs to me can only be yours!"
The man's aura was terrifying, like a storm sweeping through everything, he was depressed in the center of the vortex, and he deeply felt Shang Junlin's mood at the moment.
"Okay, Your Majesty, I'm talking nonsense," Shen Yu chased after him, and when Shang Junlin withdrew, he took the initiative to kiss the man's lips, "Of course Your Majesty is mine, and no one can take His Majesty away from me." .”
Under Shen Yu's comfort, Shang Junlin's terrifying aura gradually calmed down. He didn't regain the initiative immediately, but enjoyed Shen Yu's rare initiative.
There was a faint fragrance on the young man's body, which was very shallow and could only be smelled when he got close. Shang Junlin liked this smell very much.
The depression didn't go deep, just grinding against his lips, his lips were still wounded, and the faint smell of blood spread in their mouths.
Feeling that Shang Junlin had calmed down, the depression gradually withdrew.
How could Shang Junlin let go of such a good opportunity, the moment he was about to separate, at some point, he moved his hand behind Shen Yu's head with a little force, and Shen Yu was forced to bump into him.
Compared with just now, Shang Junlin's kiss this time is much gentler, although gentle, but with a force that cannot be refused.
Under the big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, the man in black hugged the young man in blue tightly in his arms, the shadow of the tree whirled, and occasionally a few birds circled above their heads.
The breeze blew by, the branches and leaves swayed, causing ripples.
Dappled light and shadow fell on the heads and bodies of the two, and the swing swayed gently with the movements of the two. In the quiet afternoon, everything was leisurely and beautiful.
After being inspired by the depression, Shang Junlin invited important ministers to discuss matters.
To implement the gloomy idea, Dahuan's existing laws on merchants must be revised.
After putting forward the idea that Shen Yu had mentioned, the imperial study room fell into a long silence.
After a long time, the prime minister hesitated and said: "Although this method is subverting cognition, for Da Huan, the advantages far outweigh the disadvantages. I think it can be implemented."
"It's just a businessman, how can the treasury be short of this little money? Compared with the previous dynasty, Da Huan has treated businessmen very preferentially. I feel that there is no need to give them more preferential treatment. Your Majesty, to encourage the arrogance of businessmen, Yu Guo It's useless." Some ministers disagreed.
Shangshu Gongbu and Shangshu Hubu looked at each other, and this time they reached an agreement.
"Your Majesty, I think this method is feasible."
"I also agree. The merchants are also my Dahuan citizens. There is no reason to be too harsh on them. It is just to give more honors, and it can make these merchants feel more belonging to Dahuan."
After you come and I have some disputes, those who are in favor of it have the upper hand.
"I don't know who came up with this method. A person with such a great talent should not be buried!" The prime minister had a good impression of the person who put forward this opinion.
"Your Majesty mentioned it to me unintentionally." Speaking of depression, Shang Junlin's expression softened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The prime minister wanted His Majesty to reuse the person who came up with the law, but his words got stuck. Since ancient times, the harem cannot interfere in politics. He sighed heavily in his heart, what a pity.
The other ministers didn't expect this answer, they looked at each other in blank dismay, and for a while, the hall became quiet again.
In the end, it was Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry who said: "Your gentleman is a great talent, and it is my great fortune to be able to have your gentleman's help."
Shang Junlin once told him cryptically that Shen Guijun came up with the cement formula, and the Minister of the Ministry of Industry had a good impression of Shen Yu at that time, and now that he has figured out a way to solve the big problem that the Ministry of Industry has always had, he is even more drawn to him. Full of favorability.
Shang Junlin's eyebrows became softer.
"How to implement this matter, you first come up with a charter. Before it is officially implemented," Shang Junlin paused, "let's experiment with what the Ministry of Industry is currently doing."
"The minister leads the order."
On the way out of the palace, several ministers gathered to talk.
"It's a pity for the child of Zhenbeihou's family."
"It was rumored before that he had a deep gap in his heart, and I don't know what Zhenbeihou thought, and sent his son into the palace."
Under the circumstances at that time, who didn't know that sending him to the palace was equivalent to becoming a useless son, and the only son of Zhen Beihou gave up as soon as he said he would give up, which was very eye-opening.
"At that time, Zhenbeihou was pleased with his concubine and the child born in the concubine's room. The child was later involved in the matter of the King of Yue. If you want me to say, the son is the son, not any cat or dog can climb on the head of the son. Yes, the Marquis of Zhenbei dotes on his concubine to give birth to a son, but he doesn't care about his son, he is really confused."
"Who says it's not? Compared to his bastard who turned his elbow outward, Shen Guijun is much better. I don't know if he doesn't regret it now."
"It's over, what's the use of regretting?"
Does Zhenbei Hou regret it
regret!
I regret so much that my intestines are green.
After Shen Yu entered the palace, Shen Qingran's repeated sacrifices wiped out the only sliver of father-son affection in Zhenbeihou's heart. I don't know if Shen Yu's behavior broke his filter of Aunt Ru, no matter what he thinks now, However, Aunt Ru is an ordinary woman who can no longer be ordinary, and he even began to wonder if he had been deceived when he was infatuated with Aunt Ru at the beginning.
Out of sight is pure, after Aunt Ru made troubles twice, Zhenbeihou was only bored with her, but at this time, in order to clean up the mess Shen Qingran caused, he locked Aunt Ru directly out of patience. .
Aunt Ru, who had been in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion for more than ten years, fell down like this, which aroused the sighs of everyone in the Hou Mansion.
"Why, you big son, if you don't make a move, you will be punished. If you make a move, you will be powerless." An aunt who stayed in the Hou's mansion for a long time sighed.
"Yes, a few months ago, who would have thought that Auntie Ru, who was treated like the wife in the Hou's mansion, would have such a day."
"In the end, she's just a concubine, relying on Lord Hou's favor to do her best, and I've been displeased with her for a long time."
"A son is a son. She wants to help her son to the throne, but she doesn't want to see if Dahuan's law agrees."
"That's right, there are some people whose fate is cheap and favors high. If she didn't have a wife back then, would she be where she is today?"
"Be careful, be careful, that one can't mention it."
In the yard separated by a wall, Aunt Ru clenched her fists tightly, her nails dug deep into her flesh. She knew that those people deliberately told her that they had been suppressed for more than ten years. To make things worse.
The news of Zhenbeihou Mansion reached Shen Yu's ears through Mu Xi.
"It's what you deserve. Aunt Ru might not have imagined that there will be a day when Feng Shui will take turns." After reporting the situation in Zhenbeihou's Mansion, Mu Xi was extremely relieved, but...
"Have you anticipated everything before you left the mansion?"
At that time, Mu Xi still felt that Shen Yu handed over the matter to Zhenbeihou to make it easier for Aunt Ru.
Not only Mu Xi, but other people in the mansion also thought so. For so many years, Zhenbeihou has seen Aunt Ru's favoritism towards the people in the Houfu. chance
Shen Yu carelessly fiddled with "Jun Ling" who was growing better and better: "I just let her know what kind of person Zhenbei Hou is. If I take care of Ru Yi Niang, she will only have hatred for me in her heart. Is it the Marquis of Zhenbei who has always doted on her and sent him to hell?"
"She thought she had walked into Zhenbeihou's heart, but she didn't realize that it was only because she did not touch Zhenbeihou's interests. You see, I was in the palace and did nothing. She has already realized that Zhenbeihou is a What a heartless person."
"Young Master is still considerate."
Shen Yu chuckled and did not speak. Killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads. He had many ways to get rid of Aunt Ru, but he didn’t do it. What he wanted was for Aunt Ru to see with her own eyes how hypocritical Zhenbeihou was. People, the affection she thinks is nothing in the eyes of Zhenbeihou. He can give her infinite love, make her a domineering power in Zhenbeihou's mansion, and take back everything, so that everyone can bully her.
She is not worth mentioning in his heart, her past glory is just a joke, depression wants her to personally deny everything in the past.
This made her much more uncomfortable than him doing it himself.
The ink orchids sent by Shang Junlin have passed the flowering period, and Shen Yu put the two pots of flowers together to look at them.
"Ah Yu is taking care of these flowers again?" Shang Junlin strode in and touched his gloomy face, "Ah Yu seems to be very happy today?"
"Is it so obvious?" Shen Yu touched his face, but forgot that his hands had just touched the dirt, and his suet-like face was immediately stained with mud spots.
Shang Junlin raised his gloomy chin, and slowly wiped it off for him, "Ayu, let's go to the palace exam with me tomorrow, you don't have to pretend to be anyone, just stay by my side."
What you missed, I will make up for you one by one.