New·New Consort

In the midsummer afternoon, the sun is at its peak, and the tall tree crowns are full of flourishing branches and leaves, and the bright sunlight falls from the gaps between the green leaves.Perhaps it is too hot and drowsy.In the huge palace, only Maemi continued to make loud noises, which made people almost angry.

It was as cool as autumn in the imperial study room.

When it was built, it leaned against the rockery and lay on the side of the spring lake. Whenever the wind moves over the water, it will fill the hall with cool breeze.What's more, at this moment, there are ice cubes stored in the hollow copper pillars in the hall. In this scorching summer, it is very cold, and the copper pillars are dripping with water, as if they are dripping with sweat, just like lying in front of a palace case. Two people on the ground.

"Pa", a booklet was thrown heavily on the imperial case.The emperor squeezed the Tianying acupoint, and reached out to touch the tea bowl at hand. As soon as the warm tea bowl touched his hand, he immediately frowned, and put the tea bowl down heavily: "Who made the tea?"

A court lady hurriedly knelt down: "It's a slave."

The emperor followed the voice and saw that the maid raised her head, her beautiful face paled with panic.When meeting the emperor's eyes, she naturally lowered her head shyly, her brows and eyes resembled Concubine Ju's when she was young, but she had a special charm.

For a moment, the emperor was a little lost, but his eyes returned to clarity in an instant.

He snorted, and said to the people under the imperial case: "Go, call Concubine Ju, and make tea for me."

The people kneeling under the table were all shocked.

But the person on the left immediately reacted and got up: "The old slave leads the order." After finishing speaking, he wanted to leave.

"Wait—" the emperor behind him spoke slowly, pointing at the maid, "Take her down, the tea can't be brewed well, so send her to the washing room."

When the maid's begging for mercy was silenced outside the door, there were only two people left in the imperial study.The emperor stared at the man kneeling in front of his case, and slowly took out a clay figurine from his sleeve.The emperor narrowed his eyes, looked at the clay figurine in front of him, and then at the people on the ground, and let out a mocking "hum" from his nostrils: "Old Thirteen, why have you been silent for a long time in the palace?"

Dongfang Hou straightened up slowly: "My brother has nothing to say." He had half-white beard and hair, his face was also pale, his messy temples were wet with sweat, and he lacked the usual elegant demeanor.

The emperor laughed, and took the clay figurine and walked down the throne: "Every year, the imperial family has usurped the system, whether it is a car, or a dress, or a house, but no one has ever dared to build a similar one under my nose. It looks like a fake imperial palace. Hehe, it’s a pity that a fake is a fake after all. No matter how big and gorgeous it is, no one will kneel down at your feet and shout long live in it. You are in it You boss me around, I've had enough dreams, I've had enough addictions, now here, I'm standing here, and you're kneeling!"

The emperor's humiliation and reprimands were like knives like swords, piercing Dongfang Hou's heart, forcing him to close his eyes, clenched his fists, and the veins on his arms burst.He is the son of the first emperor and empress Yuan, and he has been supported by his mother's family since he was born. Even if he commits a serious crime, no one will put him in the shackles.The emperor is old, and his body has been emptied by years of indulgence and drug use.But he was younger than the emperor, and his body was stronger, with no restraints on his hands. There were only the two of them here. If he fought violently, he might be able to send this aging man to the road of hell.

It's a big deal!

Dongfang Hou slowly opened his eyes, and found that the emperor was staring at him straightly, his eyes were calm, but there was a sense of chill and domineering.In a trance, he saw the old emperor in front of him coincide with the majestic elder brother who returned from the Liaodong battlefield 30 years ago with blood, only to feel that the empty shoulders seemed to be wearing invisible shackles, which made him unable to move.

In an instant, cold sweat drenched the thin shirt again.

"Concubine Chrysanthemum has arrived—" Just as the two were at a stalemate, there was a voice from outside the hall, and the door of the study was pushed open, bringing in a wave of warm heat.

"See Your Majesty, my concubine is here to make tea for Your Majesty." The woman's melodious voice sounded like the sound of heaven.

Dongfang Hou watched his beloved woman fall softly and bonelessly in the man's arms, smiling sweetly, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

He heard the man chatting and laughing with her, restraining his chill just now to nothing, like the closest couple.

He heard her say, Your Majesty, the weather is hot, why don't you give Lord Hou a cup of tea.

He watched her walking towards him, graceful and graceful, with a graceful body, like a fairy in a painting.She leaned over to serve the tea, her eyes sparkled, her lips moved, but she was speechless for a long time.

He reached out to take her tea bowl, and the tentacles were icy cold.

She is so careful as dust, the emperor has been taking pills for many years, afraid of heat and fond of cold, even drinking tea.Ordinary people make tea with hot water and drink it immediately, but she does not. Instead, she boils the water, cools the tea and puts it in a clean bottle for later use, and then repeats the ceremony of making tea with this water.

It seems calm and simple, but in fact it is secretly dedicated. This is the unique tea ceremony of Concubine Ju.

How could such a woman be replaced at will.But Yuxian, that old bastard, actually tried to install a woman who can make tea for the emperor after watching him Dongfang Hou lose his power, really, stupid.

Seeing Concubine Ju's tearful appearance, he felt a little distressed, and wanted to touch her face, but finally held back, just smiled and said: "Thank you—mother—" After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank the tea in one gulp .

Are you afraid that I cannot bear the pain of death?Thank you, I am happy to die at your hands.

"At the end of May, the thirteenth emperor's younger brother, the Marquis of the East, was abusive. He built a false palace and collected beauties. According to the law, he should be punished. The emperor reprimanded him and couldn't bear the crime. There are many beauties in the false palace, and there is a woman among them. , Concubine Xiao was very angry. The concubine hated it when she heard about it, and killed her with tea poison in front of the emperor. The emperor mourned and buried him with the prince, and promoted his son Sheng to be the commander of the imperial guards."

In the Spring and Autumn strokes, Dongfanghou's person and affairs, each and every one of them, are just a few words, and the rest are all covered up.

After reading the daily life record written by the living roomer, the emperor waved him back, stared at the clay puppet on the table that he had been playing with for many days, and smashed it into a pile of dust with a sudden force: "Your Lord The Dao, the ministers have the Dao of their ministers, each of them will settle down in his own way, and the world will be peaceful.”

The prince who was standing beside him couldn't help but tremble.

The emperor squinted at him: "This time, you seem to have made a lot of progress, and you have come back with a full body."

"Your Majesty..." Seeing that the emperor finally took the initiative to talk to him, the prince quickly knelt down on the ground and crawled all the way to the emperor's feet, crying, "This old slave is so confused that he was almost blinded by A Duwu. Thanks to Princess Jing Call me, so that I have lived up to His Majesty's grace, I have saved my life and come back to see you." He wailed loudly, very sad.

The emperor didn't expect him to react like this, and coughed uncomfortably: "You old dog, you don't change your nature, I don't know yet? With my Xiang'er here, I can't cure you? Speaking of which, Why has it been a few days, and you, an old dog, have come back by yourself? Where are my Xiang'er and my son-in-law?" He secretly ran to Miaozhou and made a big noise behind his back, and sent Dongfanghou back to the capital alive. However, if Concubine Ju hadn't made the move, he really wouldn't be able to kill that rebellious younger brother.

The prince stopped crying immediately, and said with a sob: "Here, I just received a letter from Miaozhou. The princess said that she said that she would wear a white dragon fish suit with the son-in-law and patrol the capital for your majesty!"

The emperor suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Absurd!"

"Princess, this move is really absurd! Since something happened in Miaozhou, we should return to Beijing as soon as possible. If we have been hanging around like this, what should we do if there is danger?" As the donkey walked forward, he remonstrated with the "Master" on the donkey's back with a serious face. He thought he was going back to the mansion, but the princess dismissed Thirty Wen and other soldiers from the mansion, and only went west with Feng Suzhen. Go, bypass the capital, stop and go all the way, and rush to Xuanhua Mansion.

Mr. Tianxiang was smiling, and swayed to the rhythm of the little donkey: "This statement is wrong."

"Little servant" looked worried: "Where is the difference?"

Tianxiang yawned: "With the son-in-law Zhuangyuan who is both civil and military, how can I be in danger?" After saying that, she just squinted her eyes, as if she had committed a crime, regardless of what the son-in-law champion was thinking about. drowsy.

In the previous life, Dongfang Hou died in Miaozhou due to the emperor's secret decree, but in this life, because of her, Dongfang Hou was packed and sent back to the capital alive.Although she lived an extra life, she didn't know what effect her changes would have.Immediately returning to Beijing would make Feng Suzhen so tired that she would have to deal with the troubled Dongfanghou, and would inevitably be criticized by the supporters of the state teacher. It would be better to hang around outside and let the emperor settle the case of Dongfanghou first.

Unexpectedly, the emperor's disposition came so quickly.

Tianxiang recalled the news that Wang Gonggong sent back to her, and learned that Thirteenth Uncle died so vaguely, so she couldn't help but sighed: "Thirteenth Uncle is still dead..."

The boy leading the donkey in front of him paused in his footsteps, and said: "Your Majesty killed him with the help of Concubine Chrysanthemum, and Lord Hou was benevolent, but——" The boy turned his head and raised his eyebrows. Frowning, "Your Majesty killed Dongfang Marquis, but promoted Dongfang Sheng. Isn't it a legacy of raising a tiger? The forbidden army is in charge of the emperor Lubo, who also guards the capital. Isn't it dangerous for Your Majesty to keep this tiger by his side?"

Tianxiang didn't answer her, but asked instead: "Where are we going further?"

Asking the way at the tea shed beside the road, Feng Suzhen said: "My lord, we will arrive at the Xuan Mansion after another day or so. Five miles ahead is Huailai City. Let's stay in Huailai tonight."

Huailai, Tianxiang looked at the looming city gate in the distance, and asked: "Little boy, you read a lot, do you know the story of Huailai City?"

This can't help Feng Suzhen: "Young master, it is said that the east of Huailai City is the place where the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor fought in the past. The Yellow Emperor won three battles and won three victories, and then unified. There is Huaxia. The capital is the old Yanyun, after the later Jin Dynasty After Shi Jingtang handed over, it became the land of Liao. Since then, it was no longer the territory of the Han family. It was not until Hongwu expelled the Tartars and restored China that the land of Yanzhao returned to the Han family. Happened here."

Tianxiang narrowed her eyes slightly: "Back then, when my father went north to Beijing, the first place he settled was Huailai." She looked at Huailai City from a distance, and said eloquently:

"During the previous dynasty, the army's salary was difficult to pay, and the military discipline was difficult to understand. The soldiers did not know who they were, and the soldiers did not know how to handle them. Arms and fingers. Hou Jin repeatedly violated the frontier, and almost hit the capital several times. The Ming court had no choice but to transfer troops from the Daming Mansion, and ordered my great-grandfather and uncle father and son to guard the capital and take charge of the Xuan Mansion."

"At that time, my great-grandfather was beyond doubt, and my great-uncle was a young hero. Although he was a young commander, he was actually the backbone of the army. More than ten thousand soldiers were trained by him, and his prestige was extremely high. Alas, what a pity... ..." Tianxiang sighed faintly.

Feng Suzhen knew that the "uncle grandfather" who was posthumously crowned Prince Xuanwu was hit by an arrow during Houjin's night attack, so he chopped off the arrow's feathers and pretended nothing had happened. After repelling the Jin army, he returned and died.

"My great-uncle collapsed after returning home. The military doctor was at a loss. He said that he could only hang himself with ginseng slices and was unable to recover. My great-grandfather was in great grief, but the enemy was at hand and the Jin army was overwhelming. He had no time to think about his son. He was just thinking about how to stabilize the morale of the army. He immediately made a plan for Li Daitao to be stiff, and sent a soldier back to his hometown in Jiangnan to pick up my grandfather."

"Among the great-grandfather's sons, only my grandfather and uncle are the most similar in figure and appearance. If they wear iron armor, they will be difficult to distinguish. In order to prevent the news from leaking out, he asked the soldier to only say that he was not in good health, and called his son-in-law. Be filial before you come to battle."

"My great-uncle has a high fever and is getting weaker day by day, but he still persists in the daily military parade, but after half a month, he is no longer awake. My great-grandfather waited anxiously for his grandfather. In the end, it was me who waited. Father," Tianxiang chuckled, "my grandfather broke his leg on the day before leaving, so my grandmother sent my father, a ten-year-old boy, to the front line to perform his filial piety on my father's behalf."

Feng Suzhen's heart was shocked, what Tianxiang said at this time was all the secrets of the royal family that had not been recorded in the Emperor's Records, and this secret actually originated from the shadow of swords and swords in the inner house.

Tianxiang continued: "Grandpa went to Huailai City to wait for his son on purpose, but unexpectedly, he waited for his young grandson. At that time, he understood what kind of tricks the grandfather and his wife were playing. Although they were furious, it was too late to send people home, so they thought Put my father in my arms, and think about it before returning to Xuanfu."

"There are thousands of miles in the south of the Yangtze River. My father and emperor bumped on the horse's back for seven days and seven nights without changing the horse. When he saw that the grandfather was about to leave, he immediately hugged the grandfather's leg and wanted to go to Xuanfu with him—to kill him." The eldest son. The great grandfather immediately rushed to the Xuanfu with his father in his arms. At that time, my uncle was almost dying and unconscious. When he saw the father, he was sober for a while, and died without saying a few words."

Tianxiang pondered for a while and then said: "The following things are recorded in the "Records of Taizu". You are the number one scholar, so you must have read these."

Feng Suzhen recited: "'Taizu took his grandson to the city in armor, and told all the soldiers, "Wouldn't it be painful for my son to die in the country now that there are strong thieves?"However, I am a mediocre scholar, appointed by a heavy load of sages, and have many borders, how dare I love hair and skin?Tianxiong is responsible for the civil and military officials of the three towns and hundreds of thousands of souls, and it is useless to mourn when he is on the verge of desperation.Although my son is dead, I still have grandchildren, and my childish son still says to wear armor to kill the enemy, dare to bid for the three armies? ! "All the soldiers responded vigorously, with momentum like a rainbow. After nine battles and nine grams, the gold thieves all retreated."'"

After that battle, the crisis in the capital was resolved, and the reputation of the Tianxiong Army became stronger. The suspicious Last Emperor could no longer ignore the merits of the Tianxiong Army.

"This anecdote was told to me by my father when I was a child. I am very curious. My father is only ten years old. How can he be so courageous?" Tianxiang smiled, "My father said that he set off from Changzhou to go north. From singing and dancing to peacefulness and starvation everywhere, hearing Wu Nong’s soft words to mountain and wild dirges, watching mountains and rivers turn into ruins, I suddenly feel how difficult the people’s life is, and the barbarians are hateful.”

"The princess's father is a first-class hero, and he really has a bright face." Feng Suzhen said sincerely.

Even if the hero is late, he was a hero once, not to mention that in the eyes of his children, the image of a father is always as majestic as a mountain. Even the young hero of the past is a little confused at the moment.

Tianxiang smiled and continued: "My father has always looked down on my thirteenth uncle, but he likes Dongfang Sheng very much. He followed his grandfather as Wu Dingguo when he was young. After everything, Liaodong is still relying on the old coins, gold and silver. His wish is to conquer Liaodong again, but unfortunately he is old, my brother is weak, and the royal family can only get such a general as Dongfang Sheng. Thirteenth Uncle has a small heart, but Dongfang Sheng has a straightforward temperament. He fought off gold thieves many times in Liaodong, and he is an excellent military official. My father likes him from the bottom of his heart."

"My father was not close to his parents when he was young. Instead, he learned some boxing from his uncle. Before his death, his uncle held his father's hand and praised him as a good man. It was also because of this compliment that my grandfather thought about it several times Let his father be the heir to his uncle and grandfather who died young. As soon as Dongfang Sheng came back from Liaodong, his father made him a bodyguard with a sword in front of the imperial court, and Feng Suzhen was even more responsive to his request to marry him, and gave him the marriage directly. If it was because of Uncle Thirteen alone Because of his stupidity and completely abandoning Dongfang Sheng, my father is not willing to do it both rationally and emotionally."

Hearing Tianxiang mentioned the instigator of her family's ruin, Feng Suzhen frowned at first, but finally she was relieved when she heard it. After such a long circle, Tianxiang was actually answering her first question.

In reason and affection, it is true.

Dongfang Sheng is indeed domineering, but he was born in the royal family and a warrior, so it is normal for him to be domineering.He walked between his father's ambitions and desires, and the evil things he did were all struggles among the powerful, unlike his father's robbery, which affected the innocent.Such a person has certain abilities, no political ambitions, and only some irrelevant selfish desires. If the superiors use them well, they will be a sharp knife in their hands.

Feng Suzhen and Tianxiang got along for a while, and gradually cleared up some thoughts, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "'The officials of a husband and sage are like wood used by a craftsman. Take what is good and discard what is short; so Qi Zi Even hugging, but there are several feet of rot, and the good work is never abandoned.' Your Majesty has been controlling for many years without dying, and it will not be chaotic... The way of governing is really easy to know but difficult to do."

The two chatted all the way, and before they knew it, they entered Huailai City.

With the sound of cicadas chirping in the summer night, Dongfang Sheng's figure looked extraordinarily lonely in front of Dongfanghou's mourning hall.He didn't take off his military uniform, but put a plain belt on his forehead, and sat cross-legged, leaning on a knife.

As soon as the accusation of Dongfang Hou's treason and injustice came out, the former retainers dispersed, and there were only a few old servants left in the huge Hou's mansion.

Later, his father died in Yuqian, but he was dismissed, and those who left came back with a whoosh.He beat them all out with a long sword, and he was alone, watching for his stupid father.

Relatives or Yu Bei, others have also sung.At this moment, besides his own son, who else would really feel sad for that cowardly man all his life?

At the third watch, a graceful figure moved into the mourning hall.

Dongfang Sheng didn't realize it, and only clenched his right fist slightly.

"Since you know that Ben Gong is here, why don't you worship?" A familiar female voice sounded from behind.

Dongfang Sheng was exceptionally silent. He stood up suddenly, turned the long knife, and swung it backwards, right on the neck of the graceful and beautiful woman.

Dongfang Sheng smiled coldly: "Tonight is the first seven souls, you, a murderer, dare to come to see him! Well, I'll give you a ride too, to accompany my father to die!"

The beauty who visited in the middle of the night was Concubine Ju. She was dressed in plain clothes with no makeup on, and there was a layer of sadness between her usually proud eyebrows and eyes: "You are right, you should kill me. Since your father left, I have been with you all the time. I don’t want someone to come and kill me. But——my wish is fulfilled, I can’t die!”

Dongfang Sheng snorted coldly: "Excuses!"

Concubine Ju didn't care about his hostility, and continued: "I can't die, I want to live to fulfill your father's wish, I know your father's wish, everything he and I do is for your brother."

Dongfang Sheng raised his eyebrows: "My brother?"

"Yes, your younger brother. Little Prince, he is the son of your father and me. Your father's lifelong wish is to let your younger brother ascend the throne! If you help me, help me put your younger brother on the Dragon Throne, my wish is It's over. At that time, I will end my own life and go find your father to meet him!"

Dongfang Sheng looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "My brother? I have a younger brother who will sit on the dragon chair in the future? Hahaha—what is the dragon chair?! A man sitting on the dragon chair just killed his thirteenth brother. Send my younger brother to the dragon chair so that he can kill his half-brother in the future?"

Concubine Ju shouted: "Sheng'er! This is your father's wish!"

Dongfang Sheng stopped laughing, lowered his eyes, and turned to the solemn "Dian" in the mourning hall: "Okay, I will help you. But this is not for you, nor for any younger brother, but for my father."

The night was as dark as ink, the palace walls were full of shadows, and two figures entered Yuxian Palace one after the other.

Yuxian turned around calmly, as if he already knew who was coming: "Brother Dongfang, I heard that you are qualified to be the commander of the imperial guards, congratulations!"

Dongfang Sheng sneered: "The national teacher is scolding me? The father's blood stained the son's black yarn red, how happy it is!"

Yuxian laughed loudly: "This is the emperor's brilliance. He killed Lao Tzu and sealed his son without any blood. Historians are not willing to speak ill of him."

Dongfang Sheng said disdainfully: "Perhaps he thinks he is smart, but he trained a gravedigger for himself!"

"Blood man, I admire Pindao!" Yuxian said in a solemn voice after plastic surgery, "Brother Dongfang, Pindao has been with Lord Hou for many years, and at this moment, he is one of the few people who truly feel sorry for him. You, Concubine Ju and Empress Dowager Pindao, we are an alliance, aiming to avenge Lord Hou, fulfill his wish, and put the little prince on the throne!"

Before Dongfang Sheng opened his mouth to ridicule, Concubine Ju couldn't help laughing: "Hehe, the national teacher doesn't say that these things are gone. Next, what should we do?"

Yuxian Zhengse said to Dongfang Sheng: "Brother Dongfang is now in charge of the Imperial Army in Gyeonggi, you have to make good use of the power in your hands. The first step is to get rid of the prince first, and then help the little prince to be the prince!"

Dongfang Sheng bowed her head when she heard the words, Concubine Ju remembered Dongfang Sheng had let the prince off several times before, and couldn't help staring at him suspiciously.Dongfang Shengming is careless in his heart and careful in his heart, and he cares a lot about family ties. I don't know if he can do it this time.

Dongfang Sheng asked, "Where is the prince?"

Yuxian smiled and said: "Brother Dongfang might as well go and explore, the Eight Houses will inspect Zhang Shaomin's mansion."

Dongfang Sheng turned around and wanted to leave, Yuxian called out: "Wait!"

"What else do you have in mind?" Dongfang Sheng asked impatiently.

Yuxian stepped forward and said: "This is the black iron order of the Yuxian Gang. Seeing the order is like seeing the leader of the gang. If you need anything, just use it."

Dongfang Sheng took it, nodded and went out, only Yuxian and Concubine Ju were left in Yuxian Palace.

"I don't know if Sheng'er will succeed this time." Concubine Ju sighed quietly.

Yuxian said solemnly: "Poverty Dao is also worried that Dongfang can win the power of one person, and I am afraid that it will not be possible. Madam, I want to send another nobleman to the emperor!"

Concubine Ju chuckled: "What nobleman? Send another young and beautiful one who can make tea? Can replace me?"

Yuxian laughed dryly and said, "Where did you think your mother is going? How dare a poor Taoist have such an idea?!"

Concubine Ju smiled coldly: "Then what's going on with Hongyan?"

"Hongyan?" Yuxian suddenly felt puzzled, could it be that he annoyed Concubine Ju by giving Hongyan to Dongfanghou?This person is dead, what kind of dry vinegar does she still eat?He tentatively asked: "Hongyan is indeed a beauty raised by the poor master, but it's just a plaything. I don't know the poor master, where did the empress get angry?"

"Heh, at this juncture, it's better for the national teacher not to randomly place women in the palace," Concubine Ju lowered her eyes, "I believe there are things that the national teacher can do without a woman."

She turned to leave, and the scent of cosmetics remaining in the air was quickly covered by the pungent smell of the cauldron of pills.

Yuxian narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his little fingernails and scratched his nose: "It's his mother."

Concubine Ju came out of Yuxian Palace, and the surrounding air suddenly became hot.Strange to say, the Yuxian Palace was filled with smoke and fire all day long, but it was extremely cold.

A figure quietly followed behind her: "Your Majesty..."

"Today is Master Hou's seventh job. I don't want to hear you talking nonsense about other things."

The man stumbled and said: "For Master Hou's matter, this old servant has done his best..."

"I know!" Concubine Ju interrupted him, her voice trembling, "I know. Without him, all I have is the little prince and the old man to rely on. At this juncture, I won't Abandoning my status as the number one favorite concubine, I know, I know..." She held back the choking in her throat, took out a handful of golden beans from her bosom, and threw it to the man: "That Hong Yan, Ben Gongcha It is clear, it is indeed a person who wants to be immortal, and now the emperor sees that he has the heart of climbing high branches and is thrown into the washing room. It is estimated that it will not be of much use in the future, so there is no need to care about it. From now on, the emperor must be strict with his side, and don't let tricky people get mixed up went in."

The prince in the darkness took the golden beans, said yes in a low voice, and then disappeared into the darkness again.

He entered the palace since he was a child, and has been walking in the palace since the reign of Taizu. He has been in the palace for nearly 40 years, and he is very familiar with the vertical and horizontal layout of the red walls and green tiles.

Soon, he returned to his residence, pushed open the door, and heard rustling sounds.

He went to the window, caught a white pigeon, took out a very thin roll of paper from the bamboo tube at its legs, patted the pigeon's head, and prepared some water and rice for the pigeon.

He returned to the desk, lit the candlestick on the table, opened it to look at it, nodded unconsciously, took out a charcoal pencil and a narrow strip of paper from the dark compartment, and began to write.

The author has something to say:

From the seal in the play, I know that the country name of this era is "Daming"

Screenwriter, you seem to be making me laugh.

I know that you combined various characters and allusions from the Jiajing, Wanli, Tianqi, and Chongzhen dynasties to write this drama. I know you are a person with ideas, but why are you still called Daming? Is it my heroine? Is it Zhu Tianxiang? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Excuseme? ? ? ? ? ? ?Zhu, Tian, ​​Xiang? ? ? ? ?

If the surname of this family is Dongfang, um, so why is the title of Marquis of Dongfang the Marquis of Dongfang? ? ? ?

In this chapter, I used a lot of text to reshape a world background.

It was probably a Han Dynasty after Chongzhen. I borrowed some settings from Lu Xiangsheng, the founder of the country, but he was short-lived.

I don't care, I continued his life. +1s

The national teacher once said "the Dongfang family", but Tianxiang's surname Dongfang feels like a second grader.