big master, big liar

For the aristocratic family, Bai Heng's resignation was both a blessing and a misfortune.First, Song Xuan uncovered the handles of many descendants of aristocratic families, among which the intertwined interests and officials were involved.

Although Lu Qishang didn't go into the details, the aristocratic family was still exhausted in order to smooth over these problems, and in a short while, they became much more peaceful.

On the contrary, Song Xuan got busy at the sight of the sky.

In autumn, the national teacher is no longer as leisurely as before.Ceremony and divination, these insignificant matters in Song Xuan's view, are important matters for the people of the world.

In addition, Lu Qishang kept his promise, and he pushed Song Xuan to be the chief examiner of this imperial examination.How did Song Xuan know what an examiner is not an examiner, he just bit the bullet and got on the horse, he was as busy as a spinning top in the past half a month, and there was no time to stop.

After finally having time to rest, he was about to be captured by a certain emperor, who would be rounded, flattened, and teased in every possible way, as if trying to squeeze him dry.

For the first time, Song Xuan felt that it was probably because he had committed too many crimes in his previous life, and God didn't want him to be comfortable, so he was asked to give up his happy life and come to be the national teacher of Lao Shizi.

"Then according to what my brother said, I have to commit a terrible crime to be this shit emperor." Ji Yunxi muttered while inserting his hand into Song Xuan's loose lapel.

The skin wrapped in the clothes was as warm as warm jade, and since the weather was getting cold, Ji Yunxi had another obscene hobby, playing around regardless of time and place, and even pretending to keep warm.

Song Xuan patted his hand away, and joked: "Then we were both robbers on the mountain, and I was the head of the great village, and you were the second in charge—this is the only way we have suffered retribution."

Ji Yunxi suddenly laughed: "Brother is wrong, even if you fall into a bandit, I should be the owner of the village."

Song Xuan didn't expect him to argue with himself: "Then what am I?"

"You are my Mrs. Yazhai." Ji Yunxi's hands were dishonest again.

Song Xuan had long been on guard against this man's nonsense, and he couldn't help laughing at him when his ears warmed up: "Look at the two of us, which one is more like your wife?"

Ji Yunxi blinked, not shy: "It's true that I resemble some."

Song Xuan probably didn't have time to take the next step, so he saw the man push the paperwork aside, and smiled slightly: "So, next time I should wear a skirt and sleep with my brother?"

Song Xuan looked at his face, which was three points more beautiful than a woman's, and choked in his throat, almost holding back his breath.

The man casually patted him on the back, but just patted, and the movement of his hand became a caress: "If brother likes it, I don't mind. At that time, I probably have to say 'Master." ', just to see if you can bear it..."

Song Xuan coughed.

He thought that shameless and skinless things might also have talent. For example, Ji Yunxi came from behind, and an old world like him couldn't catch up.

"It's just enough for the village master to have me alone," Ji Yunxi's eyes flickered with a faint threat. "Don't find someone with three wives and four concubines..."

"Then why don't you flatten the mountain for me?" Song Xuan patted his forehead, couldn't help laughing. "Just kidding, you think too much, I even thought of three wives and four concubines."

"Brother doesn't always think about me?" Ji Yunxi asked slowly. "In the past few days, you have come to ask me what I like... What kind of I like, brother doesn't know?"

Song Xuan didn't have the nerve to speak, and he didn't mean to ask sincerely, but Concubine Rong asked him to help several times, so he asked a few questions to deal with the errands.

Who would have thought that what this kid said was perfect: "If you like someone who is gentle and quick-tempered, and who is proficient in deception, you must be from the Jianghu, who can protect me wholeheartedly, pamper me, and let me be in the bed..."

Song Xuan himself almost got into the cracks in the ground, how could he dare to say such stupid things to Concubine Rong.

On the contrary, Ji Yunxi felt uncomfortable in his heart. Now that he remembered it, he took it out again to settle the old score with Song Xuan.

"Since I agreed to my brother, there will never be anyone else in this palace. Why did you let go first?" Every time this matter was mentioned, Ji Yunxi's face was filled with a faint hostility. "Don't coax me not to keep my promise because you have other thoughts."

Song Xuan rubbed his hair, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "You think I'm sincere? It's just that last time Bai Heng made you suffer a lot because of this matter, so I was a little hesitant."

Song Xuan really thought about these words.

He always didn't want anyone else around Ji Yunxi, but ever since Ji Yunxi was whipped, he had a vague feeling.

Ji Yunxi's affection for him was not just a momentary obsession, but a deeper and thicker emotion.

Such emotions made Song Xuan feel restrained, but at the same time felt relieved.

At least he has more trust and sense of stability for this relationship, and he has more tolerance.

"Left and right, I know what you're thinking. If you put a suitable person in, you can do things more smoothly, and you don't have to let those old men find fault. It's okay..."

"That's not OK."

It was Ji Yunxi who was decisive. "I'm not happy, I'm not happy. If they force me, let them pack up and leave like Bai Heng."

Ji Yunxi's expression at this time was a bit cruel and irritable, but he resisted not being angry with Song Xuan, but his tone was a bit tougher after all: "Either way, it depends on whether they have the ability to force me down, If this is the case, I can still admire them three points."

"If only one mouth is born, let them go to hell."

What Ji Yunxi didn't say was that Song Xuan wasn't the only one who didn't want to insert one of them.

For Ji Yunxi, this matter was even more unbearable.

Song Xuan realized his subtle thoughts and couldn't help rubbing his head.

"In that case, I won't mention it in the future." Song Xuan said softly. "This time I was wrong."

Ji Yunxi snorted softly.

"Your Majesty can't just talk about it," Song Xuan seemed to think of something, his eyes flashed. "I still have to judge by your actions."

Ji Yunxi's eyebrows twitched, after all, unable to hold back her airs, she was about to pounce on her like a wolf dog.

Song Xuan touched the memorial on one side and handed it to him: "This is what I'm talking about."

Ji Yunxi took it and took a look.

See you in Tuguo.

Take the princess.

"Your Majesty can't make Song jealous."

Song Xuan said with a smile on the side.