Yang Jin Enters Beijing

Lei Fengyu was going to fast tonight, so he was staying in the Taimiao. When I was brought here, he was standing in the hall looking at a portrait.

"Your Majesty, someone brought it." I was brought in.

Lei Fengyu didn't turn around, still facing the portrait and his back to me, he just waved his hands casually, and Qu Jun bowed and exited the hall.

Afterwards, Lei Fengyu remained silent for a while, still looking at the painting.

I stood bored, so I turned my head sideways and leaned over to look at the painting, wondering what it was that made him look at it so intently.

There is only one person in the painting, dressed as a scholar, with crooked eyebrows and smiling faces.

Looking at this portrait, I reached out and touched my face unconsciously.

"This is Long Yue, my queen." Lei Fengyu was still facing the portrait, but obviously he was speaking to me, "Those horses were brought back by him all the way, and he almost lost his life for it."

"Those horses are still there." I whispered, my tone was a bit like Yue'er's when she was facing Gao Wa, with a lack of bluntness.

"The most hateful thing is that you used the stallion of Tubo and the mare of Thunder Dragon Zhanqi. Do you know how important the pure blood of a horse is?" Lei Fengyu continued, with anger in his tone Meaning: "Those mares will not be able to conceive again within a year, and the foals conceived this year will contain inferior blood and will not be useful."

What happened tonight was our fault. When we came here, we were ready to be reprimanded and punished. Even if we were whipped, we would have nothing to say, but the emperor in front of us belittled our Tubo horses, but let us I felt unhappy, as if Jeb called Meadow mean.

"Our Tubo horses are not inferior horses." I said: "Although Tubo horses are small in size, they are strong in body, not picky about food, easy to feed, carry heavy loads, have long endurance, are not suitable for getting sick, are resistant to high and cold temperatures, and have a gentle temperament. Best horse."

"The best horse? Do you know what the best horse is?" Lei Fengyu sneered, "Speed ​​is the first thing you look at on a war horse. Speed ​​determines everything on the battlefield. My Thunder Dragon is the only one that can compete with Rong Di. A horse breed comparable to sweat and blood horses." These Ma Lei Fengyu cherished them very much. Back then, Long Yue transported a thousand stallions in a big ship, and later bred more than ten thousand horses, but they failed on the battlefield against Rongdi. A lot has been lost, and now these thousands of horses are extremely valuable. If one is lost, both the horse slave and the rider of the horse will be severely punished.Lei Fengyu was really angry at the torment tonight, and no more purebred horses could be bred for this year. The loss was so great.

"And how do you know that the crossbreed horses won't take the advantages of the two kinds of horses?" I don't know the concept of the so-called thoroughbred horses. Our Tubo horses have always chosen their own mates and put on saddles when they are used. When not in use, they are stocked, counting the foals every year.

Hearing my words, Lei Fengyu laughed angrily and turned around.

Because of the sacrifice, Lei Fengyu is wearing a formal dress today, a bright yellow dragon robe, a pure golden hair crown, and fiery red tassels hanging from the left and right sides of the hair crown, floating on both chests.Human nature is like a dragon, and with this outfit, it is really a heavenly appearance.

"How did you make it like this?" When I looked at Lei Fengyu's celestial appearance, Lei Fengyu also looked at me, and then frowned.

I looked down at myself, the black guard uniform was covered with grass clippings and dust, and the boots on my feet were covered with horse manure.

I turned around and saw that the horse manure was stepped all the way in from outside the hall. From the stone steps outside the hall to the white marble floor inside the hall, it was a row of black footprints that stained it.

For a while, I didn't know where to put my two feet, and I didn't know where to stand.

"That, that..." He quickly took off his boots and held them in his hands.

But when I took off my boots and stepped on the ground barefoot, Lei Fengyu frowned even more.

"It's hot and sweaty, it's a bit... smelly." I rubbed my left foot on the back of my right instep, blushing.In fact, it is more than a little, it is a sour and sour smell that goes straight to the nose.

Lei Fengyu didn't speak, probably holding his breath, he rushed over and picked up my neck directly, stepped out of the main hall, and entered the side hall behind.

This side hall is probably where Lei Fengyu is going to spend the night tonight, bright yellow bed curtains and brocade quilts are all available.

"Come here, prepare fragrant soup for bathing."

"You don't need to wash it anymore. If you think I'm dirty, I'll just go out." I really don't want to take a bath. I have washed more in the past two months in Beijing than I have done in the past three years.

Lei Fengyu ignored me, held his breath, tore off my clothes, and pushed me into the tub.

"Help... help!" Lei Fengyu held my posture with strong hands, as if he was going to suffocate me inside, and I struggled desperately.

"You..." Lei Fengyu was splashed with water and shouted angrily, "Come on!"

Following Lei Fengyu's shout, a group of young eunuchs including Zhuang Zhuang poured in.

"Come and wash him, don't let him come out until you wash him from head to toe." Lei Fengyu ordered.Long Yue likes to be clean, but this guy looks like a dirty monkey every time he sees him. Giving him a bath is like killing him.

A group of young eunuchs were arranged to bathe Yang Jin, while Lei Fengyu was served by Zhuang Zhuang to take off the wet dragon robe and the golden crown.

On the other side, the person in the bathtub was still struggling, and half of the bucket of clear water had turned into muddy soup, and the other half of the bucket had been spilled on the ground.

"Fill him with water and wash him. Throw away his clothes and boots, too, and get new ones."

"Don't throw it, don't throw it away, there are silk threads on that clothes, it's worth a yak." I heard that my clothes were going to be thrown away, so I hurriedly begged for mercy.

"The spices in this bucket of water are worth at least five taels of silver." Lei Fengyu said, "How many yaks can you buy in Tibet?"

"Uh!" I stopped struggling immediately.

I looked at Lei Fengyu, he was only wearing a close-fitting small garment now, and his hair was also untied, casually hanging on his chest and behind him, his slightly curly hair had two strands of white hair on his temples.He usually wears a hair crown. Zhuang Zhuang deliberately hid these two strands of white hair in his black hair to prevent them from being exposed. However, in the words of the hot spring pool that day, his hair was wet and he didn't see it. Today It's the first time I found it.

Lei Fengyu saw that the guy in the bucket remained motionless, and thought that the yak was more important than the emperor's words. I feel like I can't laugh or cry at all.

At this time, someone outside the door reported, "Your Majesty, there is news."

Lei Fengyu opened the door and walked out.

Li Yunsuo handed over a small bamboo tube.

Lei Fengyu scraped off the paint seal on the mouth of the cylinder with his fingernails, and poured out a paper roll from inside.

I took a few glances through the light from the room, and then sighed.

"Is there any news from Peng Jiu?" Li Yunsuo asked tentatively.The errand assigned by Lei Fengyu to Peng Jiu was reported directly to Lei Fengyu, and Li Yunsuo did not dare to open it.

Lei Fengyu threw the scroll to him.

Li Yunsuo picked it up, unfolded it, shook his head and sighed.Peng Jiu's letter stated that Yang Jin's household registration records clearly stated that this person was born in Tubo 17 years ago and had been in Tubo before coming to Beijing, there is no doubt about it.

"Cough cough." Lei Fengyu felt tight in his chest, coughed twice, took a few deep breaths slowly, and said to Li Yunsuo: "Go back and ask Qiu Jiu to continue to investigate who this Yang Jin has been in contact with and what happened to him Everything, nothing big or small, anything that can be found, continue to investigate."

"Yes, I will send an order to him to continue the investigation." Li Yunsuo sighed secretly, Lei Fengyu was not reconciled.Sending Peng Jiu to Tubo was more or less hopeful, and he always thought that Yang Jin in front of him might really be Long Yue, but for some reason he had forgotten his past.Counting for more than three years, there has never been a single bit of good news.

Li Yunsuo wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't know how to do so. He turned his head to look at the closed door, and said, "Princess Baima intends to give this Yangjin to His Majesty, why not accept it first." It is better to be able to speak and move than a silent portrait. Looking at it will only make people sad.

Lei Fengyu waved his hand.

After dismissing Li Yunsuo, Lei Fengyu walked into the forest of the Taimiao like a lonely soul, walking back and forth, but the depression in his heart could not be resolved.

when!when!when!The watchdog rang three times, it was the third watch!It's time to go back, there are still things to do tomorrow!

But when he looked back, he saw a man standing in the corridor, dressed as a scholar in green clothes and Confucian shirt, with crooked eyes and smiling face.

All of a sudden, Lei Fengyu felt dizzy for a while.

With both hands, Lei Fengyu, who was in a daze, was supported upright.

Lei Fengyu leaned on the man's shoulder, closed his eyes tightly and dared not open them, for fear that the man would disappear if he opened them, and it would be another dream.

The man didn't speak, just supported him and walked back slowly, Lei Fengyu let the man support him, only felt that there was nothing in this world that he couldn't let go, so he followed the man all the way to the underworld, or It doesn't matter if it's timeless.

But not long after walking, Lei Fengyu was placed on the bed with a thin quilt and soft pillow, and his hands were also pulled away from him.

"Don't go!" Lei Fengyu grabbed the man's hand with his backhand.The hand was warm and slightly damp with sweat.

Lei Fengyu pulled hard, and the man fell on top of him.

Lei Fengyu suddenly turned over while holding the body, and the person on him was crushed under him.

The man hummed in a low voice, Lei Fengyu listened to the voice, lowered his head and pressed his lips to the source of the voice.

Feeling the person under him shake violently, Lei Fengyu stretched out his hand to hold the other person's shoulder, and pulled his belt with the other hand.

Let your skin and that person's closely fit together, and you can never separate each other again.