Can Assassin's Biography Be Satisfactory?

The flood relief was timely, and the food and grass were raised in place.

After all, Jiangnan is a land of wealth and wealth, and there are no scenes of mourning and changing children to eat.

October 26,

Ceres Festival

This is the most important festival of the year for the Tuli people, the largest common people in Jiang and Huai.

On this day, the Tuli people will sing and dance in costumes to praise the miracles of the God of Valley, to express their gratitude to God for his generosity.

Girls and boys of the right age will also take to the streets hand in hand without any scruples on this day.

Legend has it that the god of valleys, Gundab, is particularly fond of the liveliness and prosperity of the human race.

Every year on this day, it will come to the world and send blessings to those who truly love each other.

Let the descendants of the human race continue to prosper for generations.

The Han and Li ethnic groups have lived in this land for generations, and they have long been indistinguishable from each other. Therefore, golden rice, fiery red ribbons, exquisite lanterns and sweet osmanthus were hung on the streets early on this day.

People celebrate the festival with more grand ceremonies, not only to celebrate the disaster but also to pray for a safe and smooth coming year.

The fragrance of flowers is accompanied by festive songs and dances, and laughter is everywhere. There are lotus lanterns floating on the river in the water town,

From a distance, it is as bright and moving as a flowing galaxy.

"Two servings of Dingsheng Cake, two bowls of boiled dried shredded rice."

Murongli led Zhi Ming to avoid the crowds, and turned to an unremarkable shop on the corner of the street. He greeted him familiarly as soon as he entered the door, obviously he was a regular customer.

"People in Jiangnan are fond of sweets, and I don't know if the king is used to eating them."

Continuing a cup of tea for Zhiming, Murongli's eyes were full of nostalgia, "But this Dingsheng cake is a special product in the south of the Yangtze River. You must try it when the king comes."

Maybe it was infected by the atmosphere of this festival, or the joy brought by the reunion after a little farewell,

In the past, the person who was always sober had a smile on his mouth all the way, and even those beautiful eyes were stained with a gentle smile.

Zhi Ming covered Murongli's fair and slender hand, leaned close to him, and asked with starry eyes, "I haven't seen Ah Li so happy for a long time, but I don't know if it's because of today's festival, or because I met this king. Are you happy?"

Murongli watched Zhiming's brows of worry dissipate, and his vigorous face was written all over, "Say it's me!"Say it's me!

He couldn't help but smile brightly, the exhaustion he had had with Jiangnan's officials in the past few days has dissipated a lot.

Pulling Zhi Ming's hand under the table, Murongli's fingertips slid across Zhi Ming's palm, and the two hands were naturally clasped together

"Of course it's because I'm happy to see the king." Although Ah Li lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, he couldn't see it clearly, but a sincere smile would make people feel pure and beautiful.

When Ah Li smiled, there was a special kind of tenderness in the corners of his eyes and brows, his obsession almost melted.

What's more, this is the first time Ah Li has responded to him so proactively!

Zhi Ming excitedly leaned over and wanted to kiss him, and then remembered that this is a restaurant, crowded with people and there are many old colleagues who recognize Ah Li,

But if he just let it go, he was really itchy, so he had no choice but to change his way halfway, and just blow gently in A Li's ear.

From the looks of it to outsiders, it seems that the two good young masters are whispering something in a low voice, only intimacy, not ambiguous at all.

But such a simple action made Murongli blush, and shook Zhiming's hand under the table, not knowing whether it was a response or a warning.

Ah Li's smile is so pretty, Zhiming stares at people stupidly, but it's too reserved, not happy at all.

Before he could do anything wrong, the cakes were served.

With outsiders present, Zhiming couldn't do more action, so he lazily propped himself up on the table waiting to eat after receiving his supernatural powers.

As a result, when he was about to lift the chopsticks, someone grabbed the hem of his clothes.

"Brother! Brother! Buy a red string for Sister Fairy! I wish the two of you a happy marriage for a hundred years and an early baby!"

A six or seven-year-old girl stood behind Zhiming with a basket, and the basket was full of cut red ropes.

The materials used are not expensive, but the weaving technique is exquisite and not tacky.

Today is Ceres Festival,

There is a folk custom of people who love each other giving each other red strings to tie their wrists.

This means that the two have the same mind and want to get married.

When Gushen sees it, he will send blessings to them, so that they will be happy and full of children and grandchildren.

Therefore, most men and women on the street wear red strings on their wrists.

Zhiming turned his head and pretended to be fierce, "Who do you say is the fairy sister?"

But Gao Ali might be happier if the corners of his mouth weren't turned up.

With this movement, Murong Li only revealed half of his face,

Although the profile looks elegant and elegant, but that face is really a handsome boy!

Seeing that the girl couldn't speak, the shopkeeper was afraid that she would annoy the customers and cause trouble, so he immediately drove her away.

Don't want to but was stopped by Murongli, "Is this money enough to buy your rope?"

"Enough, enough! Enough to buy this basket of rope!"

Murong Li stuffed the money into her cloth bag and packed it up, "Go home after collecting the money, the city is too chaotic during the festival today, don't stay too late, lest your mother be anxious to find out."

The little girl stared at him with eyes wide open, and said crisply, "Thank you, brother! My brother is a fairy descending to earth! Wearing a red rope is the best look!" Then she sneaked a look at Zhiming with her eyes, silently following her He took out a red string from his small basket and secretly put it on Zhiming's sleeve, turned around and ran away.

"This..." Zhi Ming pinched the rope, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Ah Li, why did you buy it, did you tie your hair?"

Murongli took the rope from Zhi Ming's hand and carried it to his wrist, "It's just a celebration for the festival, may the king... long life and prosperity for his descendants."

Before Zhiming foolishly let Murongli tie the red string for him, who would have thought that he would be annoyed after hearing this, and pulled him into his arms regardless, "Who wants the prosperity of his descendants! Ah Li!"

Attracting the attention of everyone in the hall,

Zhi Ming doesn't care how others are surprised, pointing and pointing.

He quickly tightened his arms and hugged Murongli tightly, "I don't want a long life and prosperity for my descendants, I only want you!"

The crisis in the northern border has been eliminated, and Zhiming is no longer around. The air in Beijing seems to be much fresher.Mr. Yan is really living a leisurely life these days.

Even calling for friends and inviting companions to indulge in sensuality is a little less considerate, and the banquet like flowing water has never stopped.

At the banquet, the actors changed from thin actors to hot and glamorous dancers, and their singing and dancing skills remained unchanged.

The people sitting at the banquet have expanded from the previous two departments of rites and officials to the Ministry of War.

"Yanzhi" Yan Donglou greeted the young general at the banquet with a smile, "Have you ever seen such a stunning beauty when you and General Qi crusade against the South?" As he spoke, he hugged the beauty in his arms. Only the inch of tulle on the chest and the three inches of tulle below the navel, the snow-white slender waist and long legs are completely in the hands of Mr. Yan.

At this moment, the rustic and elegant vessel was brought to the table, and the lid was still steaming.

"This is the ice-seeing cold amberjack that was newly offered from below." Yan Donglou put his arms around the dancing girl and pointed to Jiangshan with the chopsticks in his hand. "It is said that this fish grows in the deep sea and is extremely cold. The meat is delicious and the fat is rich. It’s so delicious! Everyone present today is blessed with food.”

Everyone stretched their necks impatiently after hearing the words, and they all praised the delicious taste, which made people salivate when they smelled it!

Yan Donglou looked around with a smile, and saw that his appetite had almost lost, so he just raised his hand, "Come here, open it!"

The moment the lid was lifted, the delicious soup was still bubbling, but the rare fish was stolen and replaced by a whole human head.

The hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone was terrified but involuntarily attracted.

The person on the plate closed his eyes and rested his chin with one hand. Although his lips were pale and his face was pale, the expression between his eyebrows was shy and timid and lifelike!

I don't know who uttered a scream first, which suddenly activated the still scene. Everyone backed away again and again, and some even rolled and crawled over a table of drinks. The scene suddenly became chaotic!

"Report to the official! Report to the official!!! Hurry up..." Liu Zhengchun shouted sharply, but he didn't want to be pressed down by Yan Donglou.

"Don't go!" Yan Donglou said with a pale face, "Everyone come back, no one is allowed to go!!"

"East Building...?"

Yan Donglou closed his eyes and forced himself to take a deep breath, but it was useless, his teeth chattered uncontrollably, "No one... is allowed to go..."

"East Building!" Liu Zhengchun supported him, "Who the hell is so arrogant! How dare you do such... such a shocking thing in the old man's house!"

Yan Donglou closed his eyes and shook his head. In order not to let his teeth make a sound, he had no choice but to clenched his teeth tightly, so he couldn't speak a word.

The head and hand on the plate may not be visible to others, but how could Yan Donglou not recognize it...

That was Qing'er who was sent to the palace to accompany her in the name of Ling Guang.

And the hand that was holding it... was rough and old, but on the index finger was the gemstone ring he gave away

...Eunuch Wei...

Zhiming has always been indifferent, but Murongli can't,

He also needs an official prestige to frighten Xiaoxiao, reputation to suppress his clansmen, and...

But he couldn't bear to push Zhiming away after all, it chilled his heart,

So he could only drag Zhiming and run away.

The river lights in the water town are beautiful,

Murongli and Zhiming ran all the way to the river before stopping, but that was nothing more than self-deception,

Before tomorrow, the news of Zhi Ming's visit will spread across Liangjiang like wings.

If it is said that the previous incident of treason and corruption was vague and unrecognizable and there was no trace to be found,

But this time, the handwriting of stealing food for disaster relief is too eye-catching.

Someone hides in the dark and doesn't say anything, trying to harm Zhiming!

"You leave tomorrow, no, tonight!" He frowned fiercely, this time it was clearly a sure-fire situation, but for some reason Murongli felt restless.

There are not many people in this world who can move him, but right now this is the most important one among the "not many"!

"Zhi Ming, you can't take such risks in the future, I can't..."

But before he finished speaking, Zhi Ming's warm lips blocked him back!

Zhi Ming held his face, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, then protruded in deftly, scraped the tip of his tongue with his taste buds, and invited the other party to come to his territory, but he himself did not There was no retreat, the intimate entanglement between the tongue and the tongue did not let go of each other until both of them were out of breath.

"A Li, I said, I only want you!" Zhi Ming stared at the person in front of him with burning eyes, "You also promised that you would believe me!"

"I believe you…"

"Then why do you still say such things!"

The distance was too close, Murongli had to look up at him slightly,

The young emperor had a handsome face, deep eyes, and a black and gold cloak that added to his grace and luxury.

"Unless you can give birth! Ah Li! If you can give birth to me, you will, otherwise don't talk to me about endless descendants!"

It turned out that he was angry at this, and Murong Li's eyes were slightly red, but his thoughts were already messed up, and he instinctively remembered that Jiangnan was not safe for him.

He hugged him tightly, "I can leave, Ah Li, I can leave right away, but you promise me that you will never leave me again, okay?"

At this moment, a firework suddenly exploded in the sky, cheers came from the crowd in the distance, followed by two or three, and the entire sky was lit up by this bright firework.

With his back against the most splendid color in the world, Murongli's voice was completely covered.

Only the gesture of embracing affectionately declares that this is a pair of lovers.

Where Murongli couldn't see, Zhiming's eyes were gloomy, and he actually brought two inexplicable insidious prey.

Sitting on the carriage, Murongli almost had a splitting headache,

Although Zhi Mingren left, his words almost kept him awake at night.

The reaction of the courtiers, the attitude of the father, too many things need to be weighed and reconsidered...

Murongli bit his tongue hard with the tip of his teeth to keep himself awake.

But those are not things to worry about right now....

Stepping over the threshold of the pivotal residence, Murongli frowned from the choking smell of alcohol,

In my impression, Zhong Kunyi has never been an alcoholic, but poetry tea is his favorite.

It's so rare that he changed his temper once he was reincarnated?

"It's such a pleasure to have friends coming from afar, Mr. Murong, please come in."

Murongli was shocked, it really was him!

Chung!Kun!instrument!

Before Murongli could move, the goose-yellow figure appeared, "It seems that Zhiming is still infatuated, and he treats you well."

Zhong Kunyi sneered and looked at Murongli with a sneer, "I just don't know how much the current Mr. Murong knows about our co-lord?"

Murongli didn't answer, and stood in the hall holding Xiao with a cold expression on his face. That Xiao was his most handy weapon - Yan Zhi

Zhong Kunyi's smile deepened, "No one will tell you what happened after you died, right? I'm really curious, after you know, will you be able to face him so calmly again."

Murong Li looked at him, actually he didn't care about what he was going to say next, he was just memorizing the layout of the room.

Zhong Kunyi is good at planning, he dared to let him in so reassuringly and boldly, there must be someone behind him, Murongli didn't say anything to interrupt him at this moment, just to explore the loopholes in it.

"For example, how did Fang Ye die? How long did Xiao Ran survive after being burned?"

Murong Li raised his head suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Murongli, are you curious? Are you surprised?"

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