I just like the Prime Minister

When he was alive, he smiled and lightened the nine tripods, and Wei Wuhe mourned the Tongque Terrace.

According to legend, the former site of Tongque Terrace is in Linzhang, the old county, which shows that this place was once prosperous.

Jiang Xizhu dragged the old Taoist who was about to die and Li Chengzuo Yeluzhen who didn't like each other, and said goodbye to Xu Sanniang.A group of people rushed into Yecheng before dark, and did not have time to experience the rise and fall of the old capital of the Six Dynasties. As soon as they entered the city gate, it was already sunset. Jiang Xizhu chose an inn in the city and arranged for the group to stay.

Yecheng is sweltering in the summer night, and the people in the city are sleepless at night, so they have their own places to spend their time. The inn where Jiang Xizhu and his party stayed is located in a busy city, and across the street is the bustling Chu Pavilion in Yecheng. It has no old grudges with Tongquetai in the previous dynasty They complement each other hundreds of thousands of years apart.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, the evening wind is dry and warm, the beautiful women are singing, the singing and swallows are fragrant and soft, and they are accompanied by lights, wine, dances, silk and bamboo, hovering over Yecheng, and twirling into the ears of the sleepless people.Li Chengzuo tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, felt that the voice of the beautiful woman next door was very disturbing, and couldn't help but feel sad-he is a majestic emperor who has not even found a daughter-in-law, and the people under his rule are doing their part in this regard Take the lead.

Li Chengzuo was dizzy from the soft words of the fragrant wind, and felt unable to sleep after listening to it, and found that after tossing and turning for a long time, the moon turned to the east a little bit that was hard to see with the naked eye.

His Majesty the emperor endured the wind, food and sleep, endured the criticism of the world, but he couldn't bear to have his prime minister sleep peacefully across a wall.

The emperor opened the door openly wearing only his middle clothes, and walked towards Jiang Xizhu's room separated by a wall. The corridor was shaded, and it was rare to see a rare coolness at night, but he felt that the coolness was clearly not enough to overwhelm the enthusiasm accumulated during the day. Especially in front of the prime minister's guest room.

He tried to take two steps forward, but as if he suddenly found that he was only wearing a jacket, he hesitated for a while, then rolled back to his room lightly, and dressed himself as a romantic girl in a few moments. Even the hair on the sideburns of the suave and aristocratic nobleman is meticulously combed. I don't know how much lamp oil was wasted in this dark night.

He came out again, stood in the corridor in the dark and admired it for a while, feeling that he was so handsome and charming, he just took a step, but stopped for some reason, and was swept back to his room like a gust of wind, tearing away his neatly tied bun. Open, half draped outer shirt, turned the well-dressed gentleman temperament into a ignorant romantic who wakes up at night.

It's no wonder that his practice of picking flowers and picking leaves was spent at night, and there was no sound at all when he went in and out three times. Across the luxurious and luxurious life in the distance, only this inn was more quiet like the world.Li Chengzuo's forehead was sweating, and finally gave up tossing, lest he would wake up the old Taoist priest who was sleeping "humming" next door, and really didn't want it to be the turn of the unreliable old cow nose to mock him for being "half a catty".

Li Chengzuo took a quick look at himself, and finally reluctantly felt that he had bypassed "sloppy" and "deliberate", and had exhausted the brilliance of the world without showing any signs of dew. A statement that doesn't sound like bullshit is about to knock on the door.

Unexpectedly, the door opened from the inside.

Jiang Xizhu, who came out of the door, was half-clad in his clothes, and his long hair was spread out like a waterfall. Under the originally disturbing moonlight, he cast a rare and gentle halo like jade. But Zhang's face was shining brightly in the darkness that Li Chengzuo had already adapted to.

The restless chirping of cicadas in summer and the dance pavilion and song stage in the distance seemed to have become a quiet background the moment he looked up. Li Chengzuo was startled by his movement of opening the door, but his hands reacted one step earlier than his thoughts , caressed those jade-like and elegant eyebrows without hesitation.

The moment his lips and tongue touched, Li Chengzuo was still belatedly thinking that this is the so-called "beauty under the lamp".

The emperor, who had no sense of being an apprentice, felt the man in his arms stiffen, and subconsciously wrapped his body around him, refusing to let him get out. on the ground.

Jiang Xizhu couldn't break free from his subconscious strength, and keenly felt the sound of his clothes slipping and rubbing against the fabric. He stretched out his hand to grab the soft and smooth outer shirt, but stuck it closer to Li Chengzuo's arms. That embrace is no less hot than a sunny day in summer.

The prime minister, who was unresponsive, realized what he had just experienced, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was the heat in his embrace or the heat on his face that made him more anxious, and his waist and limbs softened under the panic, before he realized it. Then it turned into an even more awkward posture, but now he finally remembered his original intention of pushing the door out at night.

His mind was clear for a while, and his body had no time to move, so he blurted out with his face buried on the side of Li Chengzuo's neck: "Be careful! Someone..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt Li Chengzuo's body froze.

He supported Jiang Xizhu's unsteady figure just now, pushed him a little distance away with his own hands, put his arm around his shoulder, turned around in a slow and undeniable posture, and stopped Jiang Xizhu fearlessly Behind him, Taohua's eyes were stern, and she pointed her chest with only her middle coat at the three-foot Qingfeng that could be stabbed intimately at any time with complete ease.

He lowered his head to look at the tip of the sword, the corners of his lips twitched as if there was nothing there, and then raised his head to look at the sword-wielding man in black and black gauze. He sensed a scent of powder coming from him as keenly as a dog's nose. The icy sword came faintly.

"San Niang." He smiled as if there was nothing, and suddenly transformed into a demeanor that fell from the sky, "Li Mou drank San Niang's tea, and just learned a little calmness. Fighting and killing, I still don't do it. Alright."

Unexpectedly, Li Chengzuo pushed back the words of persuasion with a smiling face during the day, the man holding the sword was stunned for a moment, and then let out a crisp smile, the veil was removed, and the charming and charming beauty was completely exposed under the moonlight, It was the pungent proprietress who set up a tea stall outside Ye City.

"Mr. Li is worthy of the reputation of being a romantic man." She smiled, and the sword that was attached to Li Chengzuo's heart remained unchanged. She even looked at Jiang Xizhu, who was protected by him behind him, "Sanniang heard The eldest daughter of the Chenghou family is not allowed to be as beautiful as spring, she has the name of the most beautiful woman in the capital, and she is now accepted as a noble concubine to favor the harem, but it has only been a few days now, has she lost her love?"

Li Chengzuo: "..."

This question really left him speechless. The outside world obviously misunderstood Concubine Song deeply, not to mention the relationship between her and himself, and only said "bright like spring", he felt that this description was not the same as Song Yingluo at all. people.

Miss Song, who is as bright as Lu Zhishen, is the number one talker in the capital, and her hobby is to pull up willows from all over the world. Anyone who can make friends with this aunt is probably deaf and a woodcutter.

Poor Emperor, His Majesty is sharp and has no hidden diseases, let alone the bad habit of chopping down trees when he has nothing to do. Xu Sanniang mentioned Song Yingluo to him like a gangster in this dark room, and he really had nothing to say.

But Xu Sanniang took his speechless acquiescence, and with the tip of the sword pointed at her, a kind of hatred suddenly burst out from her charming and flowing bright eyes. She faced the moonlight, her eyes turned like water into ice, but Li Chengzuo frowned slightly. There was an indescribable hesitation on her face, as if the vigor and vitality of the old days had passed by her heart, and finally turned her originally shallow hatred into a burning fire.

Her eyes turned cold, but the sword in her hand was a few feet colder than her eyes, and the warm summer wind suddenly turned cold under her pair of catkins.

Li Chengzuo was originally standing at the door, but he was relieved when he saw her move involuntarily. He pushed Jiang Xizhu to the door with his backhand, and walked away from the door with Xu Sanniang for a few feet. He was unarmed and naked. Considered a purge, the long hair that was deliberately let loose touched the pouring moonlight, and it flew like a turbulent current.

"Li will not take the initiative to fight with women." He retreated a few feet, turned around to avoid the merciless long sword that was slashing at him, and calmly showed a smile of "everything is negotiable". On someone who has no power to fight back? I will continue to complain, how about it?"

His tone was too hateful, like a man of disparity in strength condescendingly playing with an ignorant child, Xu Sanniang bit her beautiful lower lip white with hatred, her eyes froze, she suddenly thought of something, she no longer wanted to hide her hand Li Chengzuo fought back, turned around and landed at the door of Jiang Xizhu's room.

Li Chengzuo flashed behind her like a ghost, his movements were too fast, and the hostility around him was too heavy, Xu Sanniang couldn't see how he blocked his way so quickly in no reaction time of.

"Tsk..." Li Chengzuo sighed slightly, the lazy look in her eyes disappeared the moment she turned around, and was replaced by a stern coldness, and the peach blossoms fell in his eyes one after another. The poignant and elegant petals have turned into blades that shone with cold light, intoxicating but dangerous.

"Why are you so disobedient..." She heard Li Chengzuo's voice close at hand but as far away as the sky, "It's true that I have a weakness, but why do you think that I put him so that everyone can see it?" Is the place threatened for you to take it?"

Xu Sanniang was taken aback for a moment, the sword edge under her hand could no longer keep up with the original rhythm, she was dazzled by Li Chengzuo's lightning-fast figure, when she clearly saw the palm of the chest but couldn't avoid it, she actually felt the movement of her body first. The loud noise of falling to the ground, followed by the blood gushing from the chest and abdomen, and finally the merciless pain from the heavy blow of the palm...

Li Chengzuo's face appeared condescendingly above her looking up.

He was still smiling, and the tenderness in the peach blossom eyes turned into ice in a blink of an eye: "Everything I did was just to let him have no worries at all even in the midst of danger... I don't think you I understand...let's go on the road..."

She saw Li Chengzuo's hand slamming down like an eagle's claw, and slowly closed her eyes, but she heard the elegant voice coming from behind.

"Stop!" The voice was a bit hurried, but still firmly said, "Keep someone! Phoenix Jin Chuan... I remembered who she is!"

The author has something to say: go out for a dinner appointment, see you in the evening, okay.