The Strategy of Washing Clean a Slag Shou

Su Yang's body gradually healed. Although he was still thin, he finally regained his vitality. It can be seen from the fact that he was able to jump up and down to catch fireflies in the imperial garden. After careful consideration, Zong Huan made a decision to hold the canonization ceremony as scheduled.

The Great Jin Dynasty had a precedent of male wives since ancient times, even the emperors were no exception. These male queens had a separate name, namely: Fengjun.

Although Tong Jiabao is not a real man, Zong Huan stood on the top of the Fengyi Tower and said that at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that day, and the story of the vision descending from the sky above the Qianqiu Palace has spread among the people. Who in this world dares to refute?His name as Fengjun is well-deserved and beyond reproach.

At this time, the court ladies and eunuchs kneeling on the ground in Chengqian Palace, although Su Yang has lived and ate with Zong Huan every day for several months, and already has the status of Feng Jun, now he is truly justified, and the servants below are inevitable. To be polished.

Su Yang sat in Zong Huan's arms with a dull expression, and when Wang Dequan finished reading the imperial edict with a smile, he said in a thin voice: "Here, Lord Feng accepts the edict."

He still couldn't accept the reality. If he really became Fengjun, wouldn't he want to be with his ancestor Huanhuan again?He still remembered that Tong Jiabao was made to die on the bed by Zong Huan! !

System: "How did you come to this conclusion?"

Su Yang analyzed it for it: "You said before that I can only pass through after the original owner is dead. Didn't they just have a good night the day I came here, and there are no other scars on his body, what else could he do if he didn't die? dead?"

System: "..." Unable to refute.

Su Yang was so wronged, the marks on his body had only recently disappeared, and he was still a little afraid of Zong Huan.

Seeing the little thing in his arms, Zong Huan became dazed again, and stretched out his hand to pinch the soft flesh around his waist. Su Yang was pinched so that his back trembled, he quickly took the imperial decree, and muttered: "Thank you, master, Long En."

After getting along for so long, Zong Huan has more or less figured out his temper. This little thing usually calls himself "I". Protest in disguise.

Personal habits, with or without memory, do not change.

Zong Huan winked, Wang Dequan and Ah Hong led the people out, and the huge Chengqian Palace suddenly became empty. Su Yang leaned on the man's generous shoulder, tearing up Minghuang's imperial edict in his hands, very is depressed.

Zong Huan turned his face away and asked dangerously: "You don't want to marry me?"

Where does not want to, clearly dare not! !

Su Yang's wet black eyes sparkled, and he asked: "If I marry you, what good will it be?"

This question was unexpected by Zong Huan, what are the benefits of marrying himself?I am afraid that he is the only one in the world who would ask this question. Marrying the emperor, sharing thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with him, is a phoenix king above ten thousand people. He has power and status at his fingertips. Anyone who sees him will have to please and flatter him. If people dare to disrespect him, he can do whatever he wants.

These are what Zong Huan wanted to give this boy, but he never thought that his Bao'er would want these.

Zong Huan looked at those apricot eyes full of expectation, but couldn't say a word, so he finally had to ask: "What benefits do you want? As long as I have it, as long as you want it."

Su Yang was very happy, he asked: "Is this true?"

"nature."

Su Yang pursed his lips and began to think seriously.

Zong Huan didn't urge him, he just picked up the memorial and reviewed it by himself. After a while, the little boy in his arms tugged at his sleeve, and he raised his eyes and asked, "Have you figured it out?"

Su Yang grabbed the skirt of his chest and said very seriously: "If you marry me and become my husband, you must treat me very well."

Zong Huan squinted his eyes, and asked quietly: "Could it be that I treat you badly?"

Su Yang was stared at by him, and his calves began to tremble. He said bravely, "This is different. Think about it. Husbands and wives in the folks respect each other as guests, and they discuss everything together. You always do whatever you want to me, and I don't even have the right to say no."

Speaking of the back, the voice was as low as a mosquito, if Zong Huan hadn't been sticking to him, I'm afraid I couldn't hear what he said at all.

Zong Huan frowned, and said: "When did I do whatever I want with you, and I won't let you say so?"

Su Yang said anxiously: "For example, last night...you didn't listen to my protest, but wanted to take off my clothes!"

Zong Huan was stunned, and after a long time of arguing, he was awkward about this. A slightly sinister smile curled up on the corner of his lips, and he said ambiguously: "Even if they are civil couples, they respect each other like guests on weekdays. When they are on the bed, they still have to take off what they should take off." , and there will be no less to do.”

Su Yang blushed when he heard that, he thought he was thick-skinned enough, but when he met a doer like Zong Huan, he was still short of talent after all, this person is not just talking about it, he really knows how to put it into practice , I'm really scared just thinking about it!

Zong Huan saw that he didn't speak, but his ears were blushing. He couldn't help but smiled again. He leaned into Su Yang's ear and whispered, "Okay, I promised you that I won't do it? After we get married, I will treat you very well. very good."

After finishing speaking, he saw the little thing in his arms peeking at him, as if saying: Don't lie to me.

Zong Huan stroked his soft and cool hair, and promised: "Of course what I say will mean what I say."

So Su Yang was satisfied, picked up a piece of white sugar cake and handed it to Zong Huan's mouth, Zong Huan chewed slowly, feeling the soft and sweet taste in his mouth, thinking, when we get married, this little thing will be like the white sugar cake on this plate , eat until full.

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According to the ancestral law of the Jin Dynasty, before the canonization ceremony of the queen, she must enter the Taimiao to worship her ancestors and say hello to the ancestors of the Zong clan, which is regarded as an introductory ceremony.

The Taimiao was built on Wuling Mountain outside the imperial city, and it was guarded by heavy soldiers all year round. Su Yang was wearing a complicated and gorgeous Fengjun court dress, which was gorgeous but calm red, with a black gold border embroidered with a fire phoenix spreading its wings, and his long black hair was covered with It was neatly bundled up, and a hairpin of golden nanmu was inserted, dignified and beautiful, too beautiful to behold.

Although this dress is beautiful, it's just that it's troublesome to put it on. She got up early before dawn and was fiddled with by the maids for a long time before putting it on. Su Yang yawned and sat on the side of the phoenix chariot to take a nap.

——"From now on, you are not allowed to be bullied by others, no one is allowed, remember."

Su Yang frowned slightly in his sleep, who was talking?This voice is so familiar...

——— "Fengyi Building, there is Fenglaiyi, just like you are to me."

In Fengyi Building, there is Feng Laiyi...it is Zong Huan, who is he talking to?

In front of his eyes was the gorgeous flames like stars all over the sky, dotted with stars, as if the Milky Way fell straight down from the nine heavens, falling into the world, the man's starry eyes and sword eyebrows, those deep eyes were more dazzling than obsidian, and the fireworks behind him immediately eclipsed.

Who was he looking at so affectionately?Something is about to come out.

Suddenly the phoenix chariot was hit by something and fell to the ground, and his forehead hit the wall of the sedan chair heavily. Su Yang woke up from the dream, and the confusion in his mind dissipated instantly, leaving only a trace of inexplicable regret in his heart.

He rubbed his forehead, the noise came from all directions, it seemed that someone was shouting "escort" and "assassin", Ah Hong lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and hurriedly said: "My lord, sit in the phoenix chariot, don't come out."

Before Su Yang could respond, she was already gone, and she could faintly hear the sound of fighting from outside, as well as the sound of clashing swords.

Su Yang wanted to go out to find Zong Huan. He felt more at ease with that man, but Ah Hong told him not to go out. He was worried that something bad would happen if he went out. He was hesitating when the car curtain was lifted again. What was in front of her was not Ah Hong, nor Zong Huan, but... Zong Xu.

Although he was wearing a mask, Su Yang could still tell from those sinister eyes that this person was definitely King Wu Zongxu.

"Wu, King Wu, you..."

Zong Xu wiped the blood from the corners of his lips casually. He didn't listen to Su Yang's rambunctious words. He quickly hit his sleeping point and carried him away on his shoulders.

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The smoke was curling up, and a few wild geese flew by in the distance. It was already late autumn, Zong Xu squinted his eyes and looked at the blue sky, a trace of bewilderment flashed in his deep black eyes.

In any case, he never expected that an abandoned child would become the biggest variable in this battle.

At that time, Zong Huan was rejected by the late emperor and sent to Qianqiu Hall to reflect on him. At that time, he had just been conferred the title of Wu Wang by the late emperor, and he was granted the title of prince at the age of 15. There was no such young prince in the history of the Jin Dynasty.

Perhaps it was due to the brother's blood connection. He intuitively felt that this fellow brother was not simple, at least he would not be defeated so easily. He selected a young eunuch from among the slaves and sent him to the cold palace for the same reason. Monitor Zong Huan from time to time, and beware of him at the same time, and have no intention of assassinating anyone.

This little eunuch is Tong Jiabao, born in Yuxue, who is cute, with red lips and white teeth, a face that can make people take off their guard.

Later, Zong Huan came out of the cold palace and completely entered the eyes of the first emperor. Even he was far inferior, and was gradually ignored and treated coldly. When Zong Huan came to the throne, the huge psychological gap finally made him lose his mind , he gave Tong Jiabao an order: assassinate Zong Huan.

The result is naturally a failure, a crushing defeat.

He didn't expect that this abandoned son, who was abandoned by him back then, would find a way to gain Zong Huan's trust and favor again. He knew better than anyone else that Zong Huan was decisive and wise enough, but he lacked trust in others , Let him accept a person who once tried to murder him, it is as difficult as heaven.

He could even make a conclusion that if Zong Huan was to exchange his life for Tong Jiabao, he would be willing to do so.

The boy on the ground slowly opened his eyes, those dark and bright eyes were full of confused water, dazzling like stars in the night sky.This kind of beauty is indeed the capital to trouble the harem.

Su Yang's eyes gradually regained their focus, and he looked at the surrounding environment. It was a very desolate ruined temple, and there was King Wu who was thinking about something. The man's gaze made him subconsciously disgusted.

Zong Xu walked towards him slowly and asked, "Why, in just three years, you no longer remember who your master is?"

Su Yang lowered his eyelashes and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is just joking. Is it possible that you are the king's subject on the shore of the land? Naturally, the master of the slaves is Your Majesty, and so is your Majesty."

He answered so casually, which made Zong Xu very dissatisfied, he grinned grinningly and said: "It seems that you still haven't suffered enough." He used his internal force to stimulate the female gu in his body, only hoping to see this lawless little eunuch Kneel down and beg for mercy.

After a cup of tea.

Su Yang plucked a dog's tail grass and made a circle, and asked casually: "When will the prince let me go back? Your majesty will be anxious if he can't see me."

Zong Xu: "..." Why didn't he respond? !