Loyalty Hou Tiansheng rebellious

After several months of dawdling, until the end of February, Su Heng finally entered Jiangnan.The first thing is to ask the court to grant money to build a execution ground for him.

It is self-evident that this execution ground is used to chop off someone's head.

The court is divided into two factions, one is led by Xu Youxiang Xu Xie, and the aristocratic family is the leader.The colleagues at Yushitai urged Xu Xing to submit the booklet, Xu Xing said that he was not recovering from his illness and that he hadn't seen anyone for another month.

The other faction is Su Heng and his father Su Xiang, who are new officials promoted and appointed by Li Yan in the past year.

The court meeting on the first day of March started to quarrel, and it was clearly when March warmed up, but the papers of Chen Qing flew to the emperor's desk like snowflakes.

Li Yan didn't even look at it, and casually threw it to the pavilion, asking them to act cheaply.

Some people turned their eyes and sent their love to Chen Hen, without saying a word, Li Yan didn't care which faction they belonged to, and threw them all out.

Until the third day of March, on the night of the day of remembrance, Li Yan made a pretentious clap and approved Su Heng's note, allowing him to build a execution ground in the south of the Yangtze River.

As soon as these words came out, the aristocratic families who had interests in Jiangnan fell to their knees.

Li Yan flicked his sleeves and said, "Today we are going out to scoop up some river water for the repairs, just to get rid of the bad luck."

This is what it means to ask them to ask for their own blessings.

Before the people below had time to howl, Su Xiang presented another letter from Su Heng sent back from Jiangnan, which was very long and densely packed with names.

In fact, Li Yan had already read this list, and it was only at this time that he got someone to come.

The people there are not only the disciples' mansion, but also the descendants of the aristocratic families present.

He didn't even look at it, picked up a pen and dipped it in cinnabar, and directly approved a word on the fold.

After the approval, let Gao Gonggong read it in court.

It's like announcing the list of winners, no one knows who will win the next moment.

Every time Eunuch Gao pronounced a name, someone in the hall shouted that several older so-called elders couldn't bear it, so they were carried to the side hall by the eunuchs.

Later, Eunuch Gao was so thirsty that he didn't even finish half of the reading, so another young eunuch was replaced to read it.The little eunuch's voice was sharp and thin, like a long dagger, stabbing straight into the hearts of those present.

Li Yan supported his head with one hand, nestled in the seat.

After three days of turmoil, there should be an end.He looked sleepy, with his eyes half downcast, looking coldly at the group of people below.

Seeing that someone is dying, he waved his hand and let people drag him down.

One person's name and one life, he didn't seem to care at all, with a half-smile on his face, as if he blamed them for their poor ability to bear it.

After the little eunuch read a few more names, he turned his head, covered it with his sleeve, and yawned.

He supported his head with another hand, and this time he thought the people below were annoying, so he stopped looking at them and just stared at the terrazzo floor in a daze.

He looked like a tyrant who was used to the life and death of others.

After the little eunuch finished reading the name in a hoarse voice, the tyrant sat up straight, leaned closer, knocked on the table with his index finger knuckles, and said coldly: "Noisy."

As if feeling that these words were too heavy, Li Yan thought for a while and added another sentence: "You should put the country first."

Even someone said: "A family is one of the foundations of a country."

"Fart." Immediately, someone scolded angrily, "The big family regards itself as the country, what's the intention?"

Well, it's arguing again.

Li Yan only pretended to be impatient, rubbed between his brows, and overturned the table as soon as he raised his hand.

The folded teacup on the table fell all over the floor, and the teacup had just been filled with hot water, and it fell at Xu Xie's feet.The tea water smeared on the ground, and the water patterns weaved into a dense net.

And Xu Xie leaned on a cane and stood there, motionless.

He hadn't moved since just now, didn't say a word, and seemed to be asleep.

He is making up his mind.

In the past month, Li Yan has shown his face several times, and made no secret of his intentions.

Today's encounter was not only a slap in the face, but also a slap in the face of the aristocratic family present.

All the descendants of the aristocratic family have been beheaded, let alone your Xu family?

Pressing every step of the way, he should turn back.

Only when he rebelled, can he be punished for his crime. The scope of this crime is wide enough for Li Yan to catch all the fish.

And in the past three days, all the courtiers were arguing and arguing, Li Yan just supported his head and watched them quarreling wearily, when did he drop something?

This flipping of the table scared everyone into silence, and they stood still in place.

Li Yan added another fire: "Several aristocratic families, there is only such a loyal prince in the world."

Everyone quickly recalled it.The implication of Li Yan's words is that not everyone is like the Marquis of Loyalty and has been revoked from his title, but they can still stay by his side well.Stop quarreling, if you quarrel again, your title will be abolished and your head will be cut off.

Who else can compare to the Marquis of Zhongyi?

It's all said and done, if you keep pestering, it will only annoy the emperor, so it's better to go back and count up, and see what to do next.

All the ministers knelt down knowingly.Only then did Xu Xie seem to come back to his senses, leaning on his crutch with one hand, he bowed to salute.

Before everyone got up, Li Yan left from the back of the hall.

Having played enough prestige in front of the courtiers, I have to go back to the Yangju Hall to find someone to be nice.

These days, except for the grand court meeting on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, Chen Hen stayed with him in Wu Duanguan's barracks outside the city.

When Li Yan went back, Chen Hen was sitting with a group of eunuchs and palace daughters in front of the porch of the back hall.In March, people pray for blessings and weave orchid grass, and they also weave for fun. The palace people weave the patterns of Chang'an, and Chen Hen weaves the patterns of Jiangnan.

Chen Hen used to play around like this in the Ming Cheng Palace of the Eighth Prince, and now he still plays like this in the Yangzi's Yangju Palace.

Fortunately, Chen Hen kept his hands moving, tied a wrist strap for each of them, and could tell them jokes.

But Li Yan could only listen to the courtiers quarreling in the hall. Those people spoke sharply and meanly. Thinking about it carefully, the daughters of the eunuch palace are better than him, the emperor.

There was a small lantern hanging on the eaves, the wind blew, and the light flickered, and Li Yan took advantage of this flickering moment to get close to him.

The palace people sitting opposite Chen Hen had already seen the hem embroidered with gold thread, but they just pretended not to see it, and they didn't dare to remind Chen Hen. Li Yan saw it.

Chen Hen dangled his feet and sat on the railing in front of the porch. Li Yan squeezed between him and the porch and sat down, which startled him and almost made him slide down the railing.

Li Yan reached out to wrap his arms around his waist, allowing him to sit firmly on the railing again.

Others can't see it, or pretend not to see it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Yan naturally put his arms around his waist.

Chen Hen used to have a thin waist, but now he practiced riding and shooting every day in the camp.Chen hated nothing else, and still told jokes with other people.Li Yan pinched him lightly, but there was no flesh.

Thinking of Chen Hen's inattention a few days ago, he twisted a tendon in his waist and asked Li Yan to rub it for him.He lay on the couch, buried his face in the pillow, and moaned.Later, he fell asleep in a daze, thinking that Li Yan's calluses were too thick, so he insisted on changing. Li Yan was so angry that he grabbed his waist, shook him awake, and asked him whether he was thick or not, and whether he should be replaced. .

Of course, it is best not to touch through clothes.

When the lights are dim, it is indeed easy to get distracted.

It was getting late, and the emperor came too.The palace people didn't dare to wait any longer, they exchanged winks and got up to say goodbye.

Chen Hen flicked up his sleeves, revealing the many belts woven with orchid grass on his arms: "Take them all and distribute them to others. Spring starts in March, and it's time to get rid of bad luck. This year will also be good."

As he spoke, he took off the straps on his arms.

The palace people hesitated to step forward, not because they were being polite to him, nor because they were not close to Chen Hen, but beside Chen Hen who was very close to others, there was a very unfriendly emperor.

The very unfriendly emperor winked at them, and a young eunuch boldly stepped forward and carefully took a bluegrass ribbon: "Thank you, Mr. Chen."

Seeing that the emperor didn't mean to blame, the palace people came forward with a smile, took a few bluegrass each, and left happily.

Seeing that Chen Hen gave away all the things in his hand, Li Yan was dissatisfied, but it was inconvenient to show it in front of the palace people.

After they left, only the two of them were left in the back of the hall, he lifted up his sleeves, and without saying a word, he only showed Chen Hen his empty left wrist.

Chen Hen naturally knew what he meant, smiled, and stretched out his left hand, only holding his fingertips.

Chen Hen had two circles of orchid grass tied on his wrist. He held Li Yan's hand, lowered his head, and pursed his lips, so as to carefully transfer the circle on his hand to him.

"The emperor is a person with profound blessings, and he must protect the slaves in the new year."

Li Yan smiled: "Okay."

I was almost coaxed by his sweet words.Li Yan looked down at the orchid grass he passed over from his hand, which was obviously the same as the one he gave to others, and there were two or three more.

Li Yan still put his wrist across his eyes.

Chen Hen patted his hand with a smile, and lowered his head to get the half-woven orchid grass on his lap: "There is one more that's not good, my lord, wait a minute."

The belt was long, Chen Hen fiddled with it for a while, then picked up the orchid grass, wrapped it around Li Yan's waist, and tried the length.

Chen Hen explained: "It's not a rare thing. The gadgets in Jiangnan were originally made of bamboo leaves, which means that the bones of a person must be straight. I used to be in Jiangnan, and I carried this every year."

The bluegrass was still shorter, Chen Hen took the tape back, lowered his head and wove it twice, and continued: "I originally wanted to weave it for the emperor when he was 15 years old, but later..."

Later, too many things were twisted and twisted, and it was delayed for several years.

Li Yan leaned over and watched his fingers flying up and down: "It's not too late now."

"Ah."

Li Yan looked at him, looked at him, and got closer and closer.He stopped at the position where Chen Hen could kiss him as soon as he turned his head, and then Chen Hen turned his head - he didn't kiss him, and was scratched by the cat's paw.

"I just said that the body should be upright, but the emperor is very biased." Chen Hen glared at him, "Okay, the emperor will try."

Li Yan stood still in the corridor, spreading his hands.Chen Hen wrapped the orchid grass from behind him to the front, and the orchid grass belt was hung outside the girdle, which was the same color as the jade ornaments on Li Yan's waist, so it was not obtrusive.

Chen Hen hid the head of the orchid grass, and pinched off the tail of the leaf with his nails, dyeing his fingertips green.

"Okay, it's a make-up for the emperor." After making the circle, Chen Hen smiled and patted.

Li Yan asked him, "Li Ting, where are you shooting?"

The orchid grass was hanging on the waist, of course Chen Hen patted the waist, but the lower part of the waist was the lower abdomen.

Chen Hen raised his hands, turned around and left: "No, I didn't touch anything."

"You said that the body should be upright, and I should be upright. But—" Li Yan held his arm from behind, "I'm partial to you."