Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Perhaps it was due to the special location, even if it was the one who was placed underneath as a meat pad, Lu Bu didn't feel knocked at all, he was still extremely excited, pumping as if he couldn't finish his energy, pinching the person on him persistently. His slender waist twitched fiercely.

It wasn't until the sky was getting brighter that he showed a bit of satiety, and gradually subsided.

The exhausted Yan Qing was half asleep and half awake, and Lu Bu, who had sloppily cleaned up the mess on the dragon chair, carefully wrapped it airtight. went to sleep.

"What time is it?"

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Yan Qing was vaguely aware of subtle movements coming from her side, then she closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to touch it. Unsurprisingly, she felt empty: "It's time to get up?"

Lu Bu hurriedly said: "My lord has not ascended the throne yet, and there is no early court, why don't you rest?"

"No." Yan Qing resolutely said: "Feng Xiao is coming soon, if he finds out, he must laugh at me."

Lu Bu said without hesitation: "Bu went to guard the gate of the palace, if he comes early, we will beat him out."

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing: "You don't have 300 taels of silver here, don't you? Forget it, I'm awake anyway, so I won't sleep anymore."

Lu Bu hurriedly waited for Yan Qing to get up, but just waiting for him, he felt a little ready to move.

Yan Qing was keenly aware of the changes in his body, and mercilessly drove him away.

Lu Bu knew that he had forgotten his feelings and tossed people too much last night, and he was very wronged, so he went out honestly.

Yan Qing looked at the man who was clearly ten years older than himself, still alive and well after a whole night of absurdity, showing no signs of being squeezed dry, and felt extremely unbalanced.

So it was not enough for Lu Bu to be kicked out of the dormitory, and Yan Qing found an excuse and sent him to the suburban barracks.

As soon as Lu Bu left with his tail between his legs in frustration, Yan Qing felt a little more relaxed, got up, washed and changed, went to the side hall, and continued to discuss with Guo Jia who had just arrived.

It's just that after hanging out with the fierce and powerful Madam Lu on the hard dragon chair for a night, even if Lu Bu was placed under her head for the whole night, and even ate two peaches, Yan Qing still felt the tenderness in her waist. There was a faint soreness in the knee.

As soon as You Qi took his seat, the indistinct sore back came again, he unconsciously helped him a few more times, and inadvertently let the other person who had golden eyes see the clue.

Guo Jia blinked, and let out a malicious 'huh'.

Yan Qing didn't know that he had been exposed, so he took a cup of hot tea and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Guo Jia squinted at the hand supporting his waist, and sighed: "The founding mother of the country is all wise, but Empress Lu is known for her jealousy and fierceness... God is sorry to see that even if there is a change of dynasty, only Empress Lu can't escape the chaos!"

"cough--"

Yan Qing was caught off guard and choked on the tea severely.

While blushing and coughing, he kicked the laughing Guo Jia several times in a fit of embarrassment.

"..."

Jiang Wei stood at the door in bewilderment, holding the dusty Zheshan mountain that had not been touched since Liu Kang's death, hesitating whether he should enter or not.

Yan Qing glanced at him out of the corner of his eyes, and reluctantly let go of Guo Jia who was already curled up on the ground, laughing until tears came out, and immediately cleared his throat, and said gently: "Why is Bo Yue holding so many heavy objects alone? Don't let the servants do it for you?"

"Thank you, my lord, for your compassion." Jiang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and walked in with a calm expression: "It's just an important matter, so don't worry about leaving it to others."

"It's a good thing to be cautious," Yan Qing said with a smile, "but there's no need to be overly careful."

Jiang Wei nodded obediently, and took out the topmost booklet: "About the style of the crown dress... please have a look at it, my lord."

Yan Qing opened it for a few glances, and couldn't help but be surprised by the complicated decoration and huge cost.It's just that no matter how much he wants to save money, he also knows that this can't just be changed casually, so he just reluctantly said: "I think it's very good, so let's do it accordingly."

Jiang Wei wrote down Yan Qing's words intact, and then presented the list of officials to be rewarded after the ceremony.

Yan Qing took a look, and immediately found something missing: "Why don't you see Bo Yue's name?"

Jiang Wei said slightly blushingly: "Wei Chu came under the lord's command, and thanks to the kindness of being promoted, how can he be granted the title if he hasn't achieved an inch of merit?"

Yan Qing smiled and shook his head, unwilling to argue with him, without further ado, he just swiped his pen and added his name.

Except for a few people who want to make other plans, most of them are promoted one or two levels up. If they are already a big official of one side, they will be promoted to the title of nobility.

Yan Qing had already figured it out in his heart, and now he only made the final confirmation, and soon finished the review and gave specific instructions.

"Which year names have been selected?" Yan Qing satisfactorily put the processed letter aside: "Show me."

With a snap, Jiang Wei accurately pulled out the folder and presented it to Yan Qing.

Guo Jia, who was paralyzed on the ground like water before and was about to collapse from laughing, finally got up now, and came to Yan Qing's side to have a look.

According to Yan Qing's thinking, once the year name is set, at least there is no need to make any changes in the next few hundred years, and one must choose one that is pleasing to the eye and easy to remember.

As for the title of the country, most of them follow the title of the prince, and there is nothing wrong with King Yu being promoted to Emperor Yu.

Just the year number...

Yanqing turned over and over again, and found that there were so many alternatives, but in fact they were all the same, and they were basically inseparable from 'Xing', 'Ping', 'Ning', 'Guang', 'Yong', 'An', 'Jian' and other good meanings. Character.

No matter which one you choose, there seems to be little difference.

Yan Qing was dizzy looking at it, and simply said: "The orientation is east, Yuan is the beginning, and there is also a first intention, why not set the year name as Dongyuan?"

Later generations had the Western Yuan and the Eastern Yuan. Since it was a big country in the east, it was naturally the Eastern Yuan.

Guo Jia didn't know that this was Yan Qing's little bad taste, he couldn't find anything wrong on the surface, and seeing that Yan Qing liked it, he would naturally only agree.

Yan Qing then had another bargain with Guo Jiahao, and in the end he spared the enthronement ceremony so that there were only dew sacrifices, hundreds of officials dancing and dancing, offering sacrifices to the state, hundreds of officials paying homage, vassals, promulgating imperial edicts and feasting all the ministers these rituals.

Jiang Wei put his head down and wrote it down quickly, while Guo Jia, who was determined to make a big splash, was too angry to speak.

After Jiang Wei left, Yan Qing patted Guo Jia's shoulder with a smile, and put a blank volume of imperial edict in front of him graciously: "There is an important matter, and I would like to ask Feng Xiao to help with it."

Guo Jia glared at Yan Qing angrily, finally picked up the pen, and said in a low voice: "My lord is serious, how can Jia deserve the word 'help'? Please say it."

Yan Qing was also not polite, and said the manuscript that had been typed in advance without any haste.

But ever since he heard the first sentence, Guo Jia was stunned.

"This--"

"Aren't you the one who shouldn't be surprised? What are you doing like this?" Yan Qing made a silent gesture and said with a smile, "Remember to keep it secret."

Guo Jia's face was unpredictable for a while, but finally he gave in helplessly.

Two months passed in a flash.

The enthronement ceremony was ready, and the governors and generals from various states and counties finally arrived.

It's just that the day before the auspicious day selected for the dew festival, there has been heavy snowfall since the child's day, coupled with the cold north wind, it is really not a good omen, and it is unavoidable to make people worry.

But the important date has already been chosen, no matter how inappropriate it feels, it is impossible to change it just by saying it, so I can only bite the bullet.

Yan Qing was undoubtedly the one who didn't care the most. He was worried about Lu Bu's unconcealed concern. While the attendants carefully and gently changed him into the crown robe, he comforted him with a smile: "It's because of the cold weather. Don't you faint from the heat? Don't just stare blankly, just go and change."

Lu Bu was still worried: "This weather..."

Yan Qing said: "No problem. Let's go."

Out of his great trust in Yan Qing, Lu Bu nodded his head and obeyed obediently.

It's just that as soon as he stepped out, Guo Jia got up earlier, and Guo Jia, who had already changed into the crown uniform, came with a solemn face.

Seeing Yan Qing, whose robes had been half changed, he couldn't help but be amazed for a moment, then quickly came back to his senses, and said straight to the point: "It is not a good omen if there is heavy rain and snow, my lord can change the date, or appoint someone Go alone for you?"

The dew sacrifice is an important sacrifice for the new emperor who is only ordered by heaven. Such a sign of heaven will inevitably make people uneasy, and it is inevitable that there will be criticism of Yan Qing.

Yan Qing said: "The sky changes, the moon waxes and wanes, and the auspicious snow heralds a good year, so why not? Of course not."

He couldn't see Guo Jia's hidden intentions - whenever he revealed some intentions, Guo Jia would make a scene in his own name without saying a word, or go there in person, so that this bad omen might happen in the future Blame any influence.

Seeing that Guo Jia wanted to persuade him again, Yan Qing smiled and comforted him: "Don't look at the wind, frost and snow, maybe when it's time to leave the palace, we will say goodbye together."

He just said casually, just to comfort the other party who was rarely in anxiety, but Guo Jia immediately showed a relieved look and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Since the lord has already made up his mind, why didn't he say it earlier?"

Guo Jia glanced at Yan Qing complainingly, relaxed completely, and hurried to the gate of the palace again.

Yan Qing stared blankly at his furious back, and before he could speak, he inadvertently looked at the maid who was taking care of the gilded crown for him, and saw her trembling all over, her eyes showing uncontrollable love for the gods. Come in awe.

Obviously, among all the people present who heard what he said just now, the only one who didn't believe it was probably himself.

"..."

Yan Qing still maintained a calm expression on his face, but he couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.

He really just said it casually!

However, as if even God wanted to help him realize this lie, when he put on this emperor's royal uniform, which is expensive enough to repair half of the palace, walked out of Weiyang Palace, and was about to board Yuyu——

The clouds are sold out and the snow is gone, the color is clear, the sky is clear, and the sky is clear.

If one only looked at the scene at this time, who would have thought that just a few moments ago, there was still an ominous scene of howling wind and snow falling together?

"..."

When meeting the shocked and fanatical gazes of the ministers following Yuyu, Yan Qing, who was also shocked in his heart, looked away calmly.

- I rely on.