I just like the Prime Minister

Xiaoyue falls, Su Yunwei.

When the sky is about to brighten.

Li Chengzuo had a dream in this deep slumber where the birds were singing and the flowers were chaotic. In the dream, the time suddenly went back, and he turned back to many years ago, vaguely when he was a boy who was out of the sky.

In that year, the Empress Dowager had been in charge of the harem for many years. After overt and secret contests, she finally got permission from the first emperor to move from the former Chengqian Palace to the Kunning Palace.

Even in the dream, the palace that has been dusty for many years has the eclipse of the old age. The peach blossoms in the garden are in full bloom, only the pear blossoms are as white as winter snow, and they come one after another.

In the silent palace, he met the first emperor there.

In the impression of His Majesty the Emperor, the late Emperor had always been a tall man, perhaps because he was always looked up to, and always made the world bow before him.And the prince in the dream was still a young boy, and he couldn't see his father's face clearly when he looked up, so he just let him be blurred like this.

In a lifetime, those who are unemployed are most afraid of dreaming of farming, and those who have learned are most afraid of dreaming of studying hard.

And Li Chengzuo, who has already reached the Ninth Five-Year Plan, is now most afraid of dreaming about being asked about homework by the late emperor.

When he was young, he was competitive in everything, he could write better than King Qi, and practiced martial arts better than King Qi, but after suffering all the hardships, he knew what happened to Muxiu Yulin. He is so perfunctory to his father—Wen Chengwu is eye-catching, but if he is not good at writing or martial arts, it is enough to cause trouble.

In the dream, he didn't know that he was a guest. He was no longer the trembling boy of the past, but he still remembered the panic of being questioned by the late emperor.

However, the first emperor rarely let him go.

The late emperor in the dream was still in high spirits, never aged, never incapacitated, never dying.

He is dressed in regular clothes, and his features are handsome in the same line as Li Chengzuo, his eagle eyes have a bit of a cold and imperial air, and when he turns his bright eyes, it seems that there are thousands of miles of rivers and mountains under his guidance in the wind and shadow.

"The rain hits the pear blossoms and the door is closed. Who will share the pleasure..." The late emperor said in a low voice, "Tang Sheng was a great talent... It's a pity that he never helped the country and the world."

Li Chengzuo raised his head under his unrealistic gaze, and said ignorantly: "A great talent is also a talent, why bother to govern the country and manage the world?"

Even in his dream, Li Chengzuo was ready to meet the first emperor's "confused!", but unfortunately he was wrong, the first emperor just turned his face away indifferently, and had no intention of scolding, but said indifferently: "If you don't benefit the country, how can you protect the great?" Yu Wannian, why keep the world peaceful."

Li Chengzuo's "bullying the weak and fearing the strong" and "pushing the nose on the face" must have been a magical skill he had practiced since he was a child. Looking at the late emperor who was so dejected and silent, he suddenly developed the courage to commit crimes infinitely.

"Hands with sharp blades are not for sheathing, but only for intimidating Xiaoxiao; with a big heart, there is no need to spread your wings, just for endless fire... From the royal bell and tripod, down to the merchants and pawns, as long as they follow the rules, there will be peace. The people who maintain these are the same as high as the temple, as far as the rivers and lakes." Li Chengzuo said lightly, "Besides birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature, let alone the world. The living will one day turn into dust like the queen mother, Father, you are honored forever, but you can't keep it; one day Dayu will follow in the footsteps of long-term unity, and I can't keep my emperor's hegemony."

The former emperor, who had not turned into a ghost but was still amiable, was finally irritated as he wished, and raised his hand like a gust of wind to attract: "Nizi! Then what are you defending?!"

The pear blossoms are like one after another, and the snow is rushing towards the sky.

Pears are separated; under the flawless there is also dust.

People's wishes are thinner than water, and a good meeting will eventually be difficult.

No matter how long he stands in the Kunning Palace full of pear trees, the person who is smiling and looking back will never come back.

A piece of pure white was stained with blood, no matter how deep the friendship was, it fell apart in the smeared blood, let alone the shallow relationship.

The violent wind in the dream swept away the white snow all over the sky, the dead trees bloomed in spring, and a gorgeous crimson tree bloomed on the spot. Li Chengzuo looked back intently, but it was a peach blossom that had bloomed.

The first emperor was shocked, but he receded further and further away in his dream, and under the tree in front of the flowers, the figure of the young man Ruyu was no longer close at hand.

Your Majesty, I have cleaned up the mess you haven't cleaned up for you.

I may not be able to keep the peace and prosperity of these thousands of miles, but I will definitely keep the first love at first sight.

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His Majesty the Emperor woke up with a smile after all, but the world outside the dream was not very friendly to His Majesty the Emperor.

In the dream, I dreamed of my debt-collecting father, and I felt uneasy when I woke up. When I opened my eyes, I saw a bright and big face.

A pair of eyes blinked on the bright face, and he laughed with a "puchi".

"What did the emperor dream about?" Song Yingluo said, "You can be so beautiful after a night's sleep."

... His Majesty the Emperor didn't hear anything, only felt the spittle on his face.

His Majesty the Emperor: "..."

His Majesty the Emperor felt that this day would be impossible.

Song Yingluo took over the towel prepared by the palace servants to wipe her face, intending to cover up, intending to wipe off her "criminal evidence" before the emperor woke up, but was finally stopped by the emperor who couldn't bear it.

"You're not in the palace!" Li Chengzuo wiped his face while showing disgust, "Why did you come here?"

Empress Dowager Qianqiu experienced such a big turmoil, and there was a lot of trouble in the palace. After Li Chengzuo resolutely uprooted Qin Guogong's party feathers, he ordered many palaces to be rebuilt. As for the courtiers, they went to the palace in the north of Beijing to escape the summer heat, and used the pretext of "discussing state affairs" with the prime minister every day in a majestic place to talk to you and me.

Concubine Song Yingluo's name has not gone, so she should naturally be in the entourage, but some things in the palace that are inconvenient for Li Chengzuo still have to be taken care of by Song Yingluo, and Miss Song is playful and refuses to be a loyal and virtuous minister honestly , simply run on both sides.

Others have just seen the extreme means of blood-stained mountains and rivers. They did not expect that the emperor, who usually does not show his mountains and dews, would even do it to his own uncle. Naturally, he was a little bit jealous. This juncture is going to hinder the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor.

At an unexpected moment, Li Chengzuo finally confirmed the character of the tyrant, and before he had time to be overjoyed, he was mercilessly sprayed back to reality by the concubine who had no winks.

A noble concubine like Lu Zhishen picked up the fat ancestor who had been meowing at her feet just now, and almost turned her back. Seeing the emperor's grief and indignation, she simply threw the ancestor on the dragon bed, and took a cup of tea for Li Chengzuo. Shun Maoer together.

"Your majesty, the palace is no better than the palace...Although the palace has almost become a food market for traitors and thieves, there are some things that are more convenient to go to the palace than the palace..." Song Yingluo patted the cat and crawled along the pole. Sitting by the bed, he said mysteriously, "I'm here to give you a tip!"

The bright imperial concubine winked and winked like a bell, as if she was here to slap the word "mysterious" in the face.

Li Chengzuo no longer had any hope for Song Yingluo, and was going to put on a bright green hat for himself after he was busy with Song Yingluo—marry off the imperial concubine.

Song Yingluo looked excited, totally unaware of how much contribution she had made to the afforestation of the royal garden. With a wave of her hand, she was very happy to shake out the material of her "reporting the letter" - a painting with seventeen or eighteen scrolls Son.

His Majesty the Emperor woke up completely, and his peach blossom eyes twitched: "What the hell is this!?"

Song Yingluo coaxed the cat ancestor to obey, and then let go of her hands boldly, opened a picture of a lively and fragrant beauty, and showed it to His Majesty the Emperor.

"This is the daughter of the Shangshu family of the Ministry of Rites...that is the lady of the Minister of War's family...and that one, Princess Jinyang's daughter...I can't take another one for me...Oh, this is the grandson of Uncle Yongning Daughter." Song Yingluo finally couldn't take it away, "These are all made by each of them, and they are going to be given to His Majesty to be the imperial concubine."

Li Chengzuo: "..."

Song Yingluo was completely ignorant of His Majesty's livid face, and excitedly commented on it with the palace people around her: "I've seen this one before, it looks good but it's a little short, what, to the waist? Hahahaha no, it's just there Chest... This is a talented girl, but the hair is not drawn so much, what? One circle? One circle is too little, almost two circles are drawn... And this, I know this too, she I stole half a box of snacks at my house, and my aunt will remember her forever!... Eh? This place of painting looks familiar, isn’t this a newly planted crabapple tree in the Imperial Garden, quickly send someone back to look at it See, is she crushed by her..."

Li Chengzuo: "..."

Well, if you look around, the whole palace will be surrounded by demons and ghosts.

Song Yingluo, who sent people back to see Haitang, finally noticed the unlovely emperor, and ordered people to carry out all these overly beautified monsters and ghosts, and when there were only two people left in the palace, she said, "Why is it, Your Majesty? You Feel bad?"

"Nonsense!" Li Chengzuo's face was ashen, "Do you want to go to Jiangnan to dig mud with Pei Wenyuan?"

After the Battle of Chaoge City, General Pei Wenyuan asked himself to stay in the south of the Yangtze River temporarily to supervise the construction of the city defense. It was indeed his duty, which was a reasonable request, but it was not a good time to ask.

On that day, Li Chengzuo was softly asking the prime minister to go out of the palace together to escape the summer heat. Jiang Xizhu knew that Li Chengzuo was out of the palace because he wanted to break the rules of the palace and plot to do something wrong, so he turned his attention away with a blushing face.

The prime minister said that it was hot in the south of the Yangtze River, and Pei Wenyuan had just fought a tough battle, so he could be allowed to rest for a while, and after the summer flood, it would not be too late to rebuild the river embankment that was blown up.

It was this sentence that aroused His Majesty's desire and dissatisfaction. An imperial edict assigned Pei Wenyuan to strengthen the city defense, and asked him to dredge the waste embankment, referred to as "dredging".

If you dig mud in summer, you will be exposed to a layer of oil if you don't die.

Song Yingluo really felt sorry for her when she heard the words, she turned her eyes, and under Li Chengzuo's furious gaze, she cautiously walked up to the emperor's side: "Why, you haven't told my cousin yet?"

His Majesty the Emperor was stabbed to the point of heartache, and almost fell down clutching his chest.

Song Yingluo saw the opportunity to add insult to injury and said, "Yes, a token of love was eaten by a bird. The problem is that the bird is more handsome. If it were me, I would also run away with Fenghuang."

Li Chengzuo frowned, and said nonsense: "Can a broken bird be more handsome than me? It's just bullshit! It's just because he is a fat round man who has just grown hair. , sooner or later let this bird stay where it is cool!"

Song Yingluo looked at my emperor with pity: "Promise, Your Majesty! Compete with a bird for favor! And play tricks with a bird! Dayu's face is completely embarrassing for you."

Li Chengzuo finally couldn't hold back his face, and became angry from embarrassment: "Jun Chi just won't sleep with me, what do you think?!"

When Song Yingluo heard the word "sleeping together", she didn't have the shyness of a little girl, but only had a face of brazen prostitution. It can be seen that following His Majesty, such bad things have never been done less. Seeing Li Chengzuo angry at this time, it is even more serious He pointed out: "Your majesty, it is wrong for you to do this. Open your teeth and show your claws with a stern face, which will easily make people vigilant. 'Anything that is courteous is either rape or robbery'. Have you heard of it? That's the truth!"

Li Chengzuo's peach blossom eyes stared like copper bells, but he was defeated by Song Yingluo's shameless face of "children can't be taught": "Then what do you say?"

"For this kind of thing, you have to be in love with each other, it's a matter of course, it's natural, you've been doing it all day long, and you'll bleed three feet when you see your cousin. My cousin ran away without running away, it's already very affectionate... Tsk, don't fight, don't fight, it's just a metaphor, of course you don't have so many jokes to talk about... I went on and I went on to say, my cousin is a scholar, even if he comes from a clan and is a lord, he is also a scholar at heart, with gold, jade and jewelry In his eyes, it is dung. You are insulting him when you send it to him. You have to be particular about what you give to my cousin. What does he like and what does he need? , You have to think about it. And you have to find a way to rectify your name. What do scholars care about, face! Is your current appearance of a disciple different from having an affair?"

It was rare for Li Chengzuo to feel that Song Yingluo was reasonable, but he couldn't say it out, so he glanced at it and simply "hummed".

"I hope to win the hearts of the people, and the white head will not be separated... Your Majesty, I have just reported to you. You can pretend that you don't know what the courtiers are thinking. The only thing is that my cousin must not see it." Song Song Yingluo elbowed Li Chengzuo, "This is a taboo of love, do you understand?"

Li Chengzuo: "..."

He said it so well, as if this bright nymphomaniac like Lu Zhishen, who specializes in pulling weeping willows, understood it well...

Seeing that Song Yingluo was about to yell at her again, Li Chengzuo decisively dodged to avoid it: "OK, OK... I understand, you say, girls like you..."

His Majesty the Emperor didn't finish speaking, he made himself disgusted to the point of disgust, but he really wanted something from others, so he had to suppress his nausea and finish speaking: "What should the other party do to make you feel honorable?"

Song Yingluo shrugged her shoulders: "Three matchmakers, six appointments, three letters and six ceremonies, no matter how troublesome it is, as long as I like him, I can do whatever I want to save face. After all, if I don't like him, what can he do? It can make him lose face... Oh, this situation is actually not suitable for you and my cousin. After all, she is such a flower girl, and being favored by others is a love of beauty that everyone has. After coveting a man for so many years, no matter how you think about it, you are a hooligan.”

His Majesty the Emperor almost choked to death on the word "rogue" and said angrily, "Then how will I treat you?"

Song Yingluo spread her hands: "That's the reason, but...it's not that I want to pick on my cousin, and I don't know what to do, just give you lessons."

Saying this bastard is tantamount to not saying it!

Song Yingluo suddenly rolled her eyes: "...Actually, there may be other ways."

However, His Majesty the Emperor no longer wants to listen to such nonsense.

His Majesty the Emperor thought, such a thing should be sent to the south of the Yangtze River to dig mud. There are male and female evil spirits, and even those who are annoying can make a pair in the sky. It is specially designed to blind single dogs and treat obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Song Yingluo sneezed on the spot, lowered her head, and keenly noticed that the emperor's eyes were wrong, and finally put away her nonsense, and left in a timely and obedient manner.

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At night, the emperor, who had been frowning all day, finally met the prime minister who had "avoided suspicion" for a long time.

The palace in the northern suburbs was full of flowers, so Li Chengzuo ordered someone to prepare a jug of wine, and emptied the obstructive Zhezi Huajian to drink alone. Unknowingly, he slept until the end of the night.

Zhang Deying, who had always been by his side, was afraid that he would be too late for the night, and was about to call him, but saw Jiang Xizhu in a blue shirt, coming from a distance on the moon, and led him away.

As Jiang Xizhu approached, he was touched by the faint fragrance coming to his face, and smelled it carefully, only to find that there was still an intoxicating smell of alcohol in the floating evening, and when he lowered his head, he found the emperor who was sleeping in a daze.

"Why do you sleep here?" Jiang Xizhu paused, and reached out to touch his flushed cheeks from being slightly drunk. Seeing that there was no one around, he helped him up with a low sigh, and walked towards the palace a few steps away, " After the smell of wine dissipates, it will lead to coldness, the emperor be careful."

Li Chengzuo was half dreaming and half awake. After half a day of leisure, when he finally saw the person in front of him, he continued the good dream disturbed by Song Yingluo in the morning: "I said it was you, and it really was you."

Jiang Xizhu's face was a little depressed for some reason, but when he heard Li Chengzuo, who was drunk, speak so frivolously, the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "The emperor dreamed of being a minister?"

"Sweep the red pieces, and leave them for others to return." Li Chengzuo's eyes were blurred, and he smiled with his eyebrows bent. Under the bright moonlight, the only ray of heaven and earth left in the world was exhausted. "I have thought about it for many years but I still don't understand. So close, why has it never entered my dream."

Jiang Xizhu smiled without saying a word, and helped him all the way into the palace to lie down: "Thinking and dreaming, I am beside the emperor every day, so naturally I don't think very much..." He paused for a while, "I have seen the portrait Now, the three thousand beauties are Fendai and Jinxiu, and others are nothing but human faces."

Hearing this, Li Chengzuo woke up half of the wine in an instant. Fortunately, the other half was still drunk. Before he had time to put on a flattering face as usual, he moved his hands over his head and grabbed the prime minister who hadn't had time to go far. In the gauze tent.

Shizhang Hongruan was torn apart by His Majesty the Emperor, fluttering and swaying by the bedside with the summer evening wind, the fragrance of flowers, and the smell of alcohol between Li Chengzuo's breath, blurred and charming.

The half-drinking emperor leaned on the couch with his arms around him, stared for a while with drunken eyes, saw Jiang Xizhu stiff at a loss, unable to walk or speak, thinking about what he had just said, but suddenly laughed.

Jiang Xizhu became angry from embarrassment: "Your Majesty!"

"Junchi...are you jealous?"

Jiang Xizhu kept silent.

Li Chengzuo refused to let him go, his voice was already lazy and charming, but now he was drunk, it was a little hoarse, which made people tremble all over.

"People are in a painting, how can they be close to you." Li Chengzuo's voice was low, his lips whispered in his ear, "I wonder if you don't fall asleep, it's not because you don't miss nothing...but, even if you are in front of me, I still feel very happy." Miss you."

No wonder everyone loves to listen to love words, if not for today, Jiang Xizhu would not know that there are words that can make the heart turn so tenderly.

"emperor……"

Jiang Xizhu closed his eyes, and was about to break free with the last bit of willpower, but he felt tenderness by his side, and he didn't move for a moment.

The kiss of lips and tongue goes deep into the soul, every breath is lingering, every touch is lingering in the body and mind, all senses disappear into the distant sky like twilight, only the warm breath on the lips can remind people where they are .

Once upon a time, Jiang Xizhu also sat alone in the dreary lights, anxious about entering the palace for a beautiful woman, who would have imagined that those unspeakable thoughts will also have a day when the dust settles.

"Last night I dreamed about the first emperor." Li Chengzuo stopped, and caressed Jiang Xizhu's gentle eyebrows, "I told the first emperor, I can't guard the world, I can only guard you... I'm afraid he will soon come back to life."

Jiang Xizhu's breathing was unstable. Although he couldn't laugh or cry, he really couldn't reason with the drunk emperor. At this moment, he no longer had the clarity of being in danger.

"It's good to be alive." Li Chengzuo suddenly said, "Just let him help me pass the three books and six ceremonies. I have thought about it a long time ago. If I don't have an empress in this life, I don't need a concubine anymore. If I still need it in the future, then I will make you .”

Ruan Zhang, who was half-loose, was finally completely dispersed by the emperor.

Jade masonry and carved lanai, the new moon rises.

The power of the wine is getting stronger, and the spring is full of thoughts, and it is turned into a red wave.