Daming: Stealing Chen Yuanyuan at the beginning

Chapter 305 I can't keep my affection since ancient times, only routines win people's hearts

After the Ming army regained Kaifeng City, Li Cunming adhered to the strategy of steady and steady, successively pacified the south bank of the Yellow River in Henan, selected local officials, recuperated, and consolidated his territory.

Except for the main ferry and important county towns, most of the Ming army was stationed in Kaifeng City, actively repairing the city wall.

Kaifeng City changed hands repeatedly between the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Li Cunming made up his mind that he would never let Kaifeng fall into the hands of the Qing Dynasty again, so he built Kaifeng City into an impregnable fortress.

The city walls were heightened and thickened, and several blockhouses were built with reinforced concrete around the four city gates. The blockhouses formed corners of each other and placed cannons.

It was snowing heavily that day. Li Cunming braved the wind and snow to inspect the city wall. He looked at several fortresses that had been repaired and asked Huang Degong: "Duke Jingguo, if the Manchus send 20 troops to attack, I will give you [-] soldiers. Can you defend it?" Is it Kaifeng City?"

Huang Degong said: "After some rectification, today's Kaifeng city wall is high and the river is deep, and so many bunkers have been built, and the firepower is fierce. It will take at least three months for the 20 enemy troops to take Kaifeng City. , ideally without any countermeasures."

"With your words, I feel relieved." Li Cunming nodded, walked around the city wall, and then returned to Kong Youde's mansion.

Li Cunming finished reviewing the memorial in the study and asked Xia Wanchun to distribute it.He leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes to relax. The house was quiet, and he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance.

"Why does it smell so good?" Li Cunming rubbed his eyebrows and opened his eyes and asked.

At this time, the person serving the emperor in the study was Hei Mudan. She smiled and said, "This mansion is full of plum trees, and the wintersweet is blooming, and the fragrance is permeating. Your Majesty, you are either inspecting the city all day long, or you are immersed in reviewing memorials. I'm a concubine! If you're free today, why don't you enjoy the plum blossoms together?"

"Hey, when did you become a young woman of literature and art, a witch-god saint with thick eyebrows and big eyes? You learned plum appreciation from Chen Yuanyuan, right?" Li Cunming smiled.

"Oh, let's go!" Hei Mudan took Li Cunming's arm, twisted her waist and acted like a baby.

"Forget it, let's go to relax. You take a bottle, collect some snow from the plum blossoms, and use it to make tea. Chen Yuanyuan used to make tea like this during the Western Expedition, but unfortunately I didn't drink a sip."

"Your Majesty, you never leave Chen Yuanyuan in your words, and your concubine is going to be jealous!" Hei Mudan pouted, seeing Li Cunming walking out of the study, hurriedly picked up a porcelain bottle and chased him out.

Following the aroma, we walked through the corridor and came to the back garden.I saw the whole garden full of wintersweet blooming, standing proudly in the wind and snow, which is truly pleasing to the eye.

It turned out that Kong Youde liked plum blossoms very much. During his management of Kaifeng, he planted hundreds of plum trees in the garden.The plum trees are in pieces, forming a small forest.

Li Cunming stepped on the snow to search for plum blossoms, breathing the clear air and smelling the tangy fragrance, he felt refreshed.Black Peony chattered and collected snow from the stamens and put them into porcelain vases.

Turning around a dirt slope, there was a pavilion in front of him, but when he heard someone whispering, Li Cunming stopped and looked over.

It was Li Xiangjun who was kneeling in the pavilion, with an incense table set up in front of her, and she was muttering to herself while burning paper.

Snowflakes are flying outside the pavilion, plum blossoms are blooming, and cigarettes are curling up inside the pavilion. Li Xiangjun is like a person in a painting, indescribably graceful and graceful.

"What are you doing?" Li Cunming stepped into the pavilion and asked.

"Ah, Your Majesty..." Li Xiangjun raised his head, his eyes were watery, and there were tears on his eyelashes, "My family is... paying homage to Young Master Hou, and today is his memorial day. Your Majesty, I didn't know you were coming to the garden. Please forgive me!"

Hou Fangyu was a criminal appointed by the emperor. Li Xiangjun paid homage to him privately, but he happened to be met by the emperor, so he was naturally afraid.

Li Cunming's face was calm, and he glanced at a piece of paper on the incense case, on which was written a thoughtful poem by Tang Bohu:

"The rain hits the pear blossoms and closes the door, disappointing youth, vain youth. Who cares about pleasure? The soul is ecstasy under the flowers, and the soul is ecstasy under the moon. Sorrow gathers eyebrows and peaks to frown every day, thousands of weeping marks, ten thousand weeping marks. Dawn sees the sky Looking at the clouds at dusk, I think about you when I walk, and I think about you when I sit.”

Li Cunming sighed: "You are also deeply affectionate, but let the past go with the wind. You must know that deep love will not last long, and wisdom will be hurt. Life is in a hurry, and you are immersed in sorrow all day long. Isn't it a disappointment?" Great youth?"

"I know..." The teardrops on Li Xiangjun's eyelashes were about to fall, making her look more and more pitiful.

Li Cunming said: "This situation and this situation make me feel poetic. Let me compose a poem."

As he spoke, he picked up the brush on the incense table and wrote a poem "Mulan Ci" in a fluttering motion:

"If life is only as it was first seen, what is the autumn wind and the sad painting fan.

Waiting for leisure to change but the old people's mind, but the old people's mind is easy to change.

Lishan language stopped the night for a while, tears, rain, and Lin Ling did not complain.

How about Bo Xing Jin Yilang, who will wish for that day. "

After Li Xiangjun read this poem, tears flew like rain in an instant, and he held his heart and said quietly: "If life is just like the first meeting, if life is just like the first meeting... If you are not an infatuated person, how can you write such words and sentences that hit people's hearts directly Come? Your Majesty, do you also have sad things, and is there someone you can't forget?"

For some reason, seeing Li Xiangjun's delicate appearance and listening to her resentful words, Li Cunming was a little dazed and moved.

"Get up, stop kneeling, the ground is very cold." Li Cunming reached out to help Li Xiangjun.

Li Xiangjun stood up crookedly like a weak willow supporting the wind, but fell into Li Cunming's arms, staring at him shyly and timidly with beautiful eyes.

"Ding, get Li Xiangjun's positive emotion value of 3000"

Li Cunming's heart seemed to be melting, and he was stunned.Hei Mudan coughed and looked very disdainful.

"My family should go." Li Xiangjun hurriedly left Li Cunming's arms and ran away quickly.

Hei Mudan looked at Li Xiangjun's back and said with a contemptuous smile: "Hmph, the little goblin has some tricks, I have met my opponent!"

"What did you say?" Li Cunming asked.

"Your Majesty, can't you see it? Li Xiangjun is here to pay homage to some son. I'm afraid the drunkard doesn't want to drink. She made it for you. Chen Yuanyuan is enough to give me a headache, and now there is another scheming The little goblin, damn it!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" When Li Cunming said this, he suddenly remembered that Hou Fangyu was killed on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and today is not Hou Fangyu's memorial day.

My God, is Black Peony right, I was tricked by Li Xiangjun?
Since ancient times, deep feelings can't be retained, only routines can win people's hearts!
Tsk tsk, I can't tell, you, Li Xiangjun, who is harmless to humans and animals, can actually play tricks.

Li Cunming supported the pillars of the gazebo, and thought to himself: "As the Son of Heaven, it is embarrassing for me to be tricked by a woman? No, I must never admit it! Sister You Rong, sooner or later, I will let you embrace all people!"

(End of this chapter)