[Rebirth] Sovereign and ministers get along

Su Shuo turned a blind eye and let his son Su Ting send someone to intercept and kill Shen Lanqing, but failed.

The group of idiots sent by Su Song were caught up by Su Song, who gave him a sum of money and sent them away from a distance. I thought that the matter was hidden, but unexpectedly, a wife happened to be about to give birth, so she spent a long time outside. Yue, thinking that the wind had passed, sneaked back to the capital.

After going out for more than a month, there was no news. The man felt uneasy, so he entered the Rongbao Pavilion with money, and bought gold noodles for his sturdy daughter-in-law as an apology.

I bought a set of gold noodles, and felt that the ceremony was light, so I took an old jade hairpin.

As a novice, he neither looked at the almanac nor offered incense to the patriarch before going out, so he was naturally caught by the sharp-eyed guy.

He stayed in Shuntian Mansion prison for three days, and when he went to court, the man confessed to stealing the hairpin, but he was vague about who he was, where he worked, and where the money came from.

Shuntian Fuyin was suspicious, and after knocking down the board, he helped Le Ninghou knock out a good witness.

So far, the drama of the Su family's destruction has officially kicked off.

The king's will is like a knife, and a first-rank university scholar will be hanged if he says it.

Outside the Meridian Gate, Su Song was wearing plain clothes and carrying a food box to see off his elder brother. Su Shuo tasted two bites of food, drank three glasses of wine and whispered in Su Song's ear:

"The misfortune of being a brother comes from jealousy, don't blame others."

"Jealousy is a great evil, and a little carelessness is the disaster of prodigal."

"A son of a poor family, no matter how prominent his official position is, he is still a duckweed without roots and foundations. Compared with a century-old family, it is no different from a mayfly and a big tree. The second brother must remember the lessons learned by being a brother, and must not repeat the experience of being a brother. Mistake."

"Don't blame the Shen family..."

"Intercepting and killing the imperial envoy, I have no grievances for my brother's death. However, my brother can't bear the crime of colluding with King Yun. If there is a chance, I hope that my second brother will vindicate my brother."

"...Abiding by the way of loyalty to the emperor, and keeping no resentment in your heart, it depends on you whether the Su family can survive this catastrophe and stand in court."

"The king's heart is unpredictable, don't be a favored minister, the king's will is like a knife, don't be a powerful minister, the king is impermanent, no matter how beautiful the pie is, don't be the knife in the emperor's hand..."

"The birds are all hidden in the bow, and the rabbit is dead and the dog is cooked. It has been done since ancient times. Look at the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty. The Geng family is the most comfortable. You can see the great kindness of the mean. I used to be unable to see clearly..."

"..."

Kneeling in front of the execution ground, watching his brother and nephew being hanged blankly, Su Song collected the corpse without saying a word, and carried it home for the funeral.

The funeral is simple but not ugly, low-key but not shabby.

Wearing mourning clothes, Su Song took his two sons to guard the mourning hall, his mind was filled with the whispers left in his ears by his elder brother before his execution.

The clear and cold mourning hall is in stark contrast to the bustling city of the past.

Su Yushi, who is upright and upright, has a wandering mind, and he no longer sees the sharp edge that was shown before.

The sound of "a guest has arrived" brought back Su Song's thoughts, and he raised his eyes to look outside the hall——

Geng Yanbai, the youngest son of the Geng family, the number one scholar, and Shen Lanqing, the son of the Shen family and the first-class bodyguard, came hand in hand.

Shen Lanqing and Geng Yanbai burned incense in front of Su Shuoling one after another, and said to Su Song: "My condolences."

The ordinary two words, without much mourning, were mixed in Su Song's ears: "Young Master Geng and Young Master Shen are willing to come and see my brother off, I am very grateful."

In the past, a first-rank university scholar, a student who had trampled on many thresholds of the Su family, now that he was convicted and passed away, no one came to pay his respects.

Even though she had seen all the warm and cold feelings in the officialdom, Shen Lanqing still felt a little embarrassed.

Even if Su Song is not implicated by Su Shuo, in the short term, it will be difficult for the Su family to regain the prosperity of the past.

It was very hot in June.

Someone added a few ice basins, but the back was still dripping with sweat.

Putting down the cinnabar pen, wiped the forehead with a handkerchief, leaned slightly, and got closer to the ice basin, Yue Yu let out a sigh of relief, raised the tail of his eyes and squinted at Shen Lanqing who had a refreshing forehead, not without jealousy.

Shen Lanqing stood on the side with her eyes watching her nose and nose watching her heart, noticing the emperor's gaze, and silently deepened the corners of her lips.

The true qi of Xuantian Sect is colder, and it is a holy product for relieving summer heat.

There is no need to conceal one's internal energy, using one's internal energy to dispel heat, and so on, as expected, not everyone can do it to their heart's content.

Seeing the emperor enduring the heat, the inexplicable depression caused by Su Shuo's incident was instantly swept away, and he was in a good mood.

"Is Shen Qing in a good mood?"

"The culprit is punished, and the minister is really happy."

"Heh!" Yue Yu laughed lowly, looking at Shen Lanqing with a smile that was not a smile, and the words came out of his mouth, but they were suppressed by Gu Dongming's report.

Yue Yu suppressed his smile, sat up straight in a leisurely manner, straightened his dragon robe: "Xuan."

Ye Ting Prison Prime Minister kowtowed to say hello, and held up the memorial: "There has been a new development in the case of murdering the dragon son in Concubine Shu's belly. I have written the details in the notebook. Please read it, Your Majesty, holy order."

Yue Yu was noncommittal, Gu Dongming took the notebook spontaneously and spread it out on the imperial case.

With lowered eyes, he looked at the so-called details on the brochure calmly, and Yue Yu raised the corners of his lips: "Concubine De..."

Concubine De lost her virtue and fell into the cold palace.

Eight words, sealed the life of the cardamom girl.

Without family support and sacred favor, in this harem that swallows people, the best result is to be accompanied by a green lantern and die alone forever.

Those with good luck may one day be remembered by the Holy One again and be restored to honor. However, the possibility of this is extremely slim.

However, even this one-in-[-] possibility is obviously not seen by some people, or there are other unknown reasons at work...

Concubine De became the unluckiest kind.

In the afternoon, the sun was scorching and the wind was blowing.

In the Yuanqing palace, the water pavilion in the courtyard, the sound of the piano is faint.

Through the translucent veil, one can vaguely see the ambiguous embrace of the two figures in the pavilion.

Gu Dongming had a horse face, and paced back and forth in the corridor. After taking a few steps, he turned his head and glanced into the pavilion. Although the sudden death of Concubine De was not a trivial matter, he did not dare to disturb His Majesty's interest at this time.

"Oh!" Shen Lanqing couldn't help chuckling, "Your Majesty, Manager Gu seems to have something important to report."

"Look at what he's doing..." Yue Yu folded his arms in displeasure, and tightened the hands around Shen Lanqing's waist, "I'm taking a nap and concentrate on playing the piano."

Taking advantage of the situation, she leaned back, glanced down at the hand that was gradually slipping into the skirt of her clothes, and raised her eyes, the tune changed, making it more lingering, making her feel itchy and unbearable.

"I understand that His Majesty just uses the minister as a refrigerator, and holds it in his arms to keep it cool..." The casual tone was a bit lazy, Shen Lanqing curled the corners of his lips, stroking the strings calmly, teasing with a smile, " Those who don't know must have thought that His Majesty and ministers are not clear, and the sleeves are broken in one place, maybe those great Confucians are already gnashing their teeth and scolding the courtiers as traitors."

"Don't worry, those great scholars are all old and dim-sighted, so they have no way of knowing that the beauty in this pavilion is Shen Qing."

"It's so good..." Shen Lanqing chuckled, "Let them think that His Majesty is having a tryst with a new favorite, addicted to beauty, and determined to be a foolish king."

"I'm getting more and more courageous..." Squeezing her thin waist, she lowered her head and sniffed in her hair. Yue Yu pressed Shen Lanqing's ear and asked with a smile, "How does Shen Qing know that I'm not addicted to beauty?" How do you know that I am not meeting with my new favorite?"

"New favorite..." The sound of the piano was slightly chaotic, and Shen Lanqing laughed silently, half mocking, "I see, I understand."

The gentle young man lowered his head, Yue Yu rested his chin on the young man's shoulder, he couldn't see the expression of the man in his arms clearly, but from his angle, he could only see the corners of the young man's lips kept rising.

Thinking that her Ai Qing finally understood her heart, Yue Yu hugged the young man and leaned forward.

The lingering tune ended with a buzzing sound, and Yue Yu pressed the young man down on the piano, his breath slightly confused: "Shen Qing understand?"

"understood."

"Understood..." Yue Yu lowered his head, followed the seductive arc, gnawed at the half-hidden neck of the black hair, "Understood, so I can break the sleeves with you."

"The king wants his ministers to break up, but the ministers must not stop."

The tone was still calm, even if desire was held in the palm of the emperor and stroked up and down, it was not messed up in the slightest.

The once distracted Shen Qing was like a flash in the pan, and disappeared in a flash. After that night, no matter how he provoked her, Shen Qing never fell in love with him again.

Yue Yu's movements faltered, and he immediately lowered his waist and resumed the rhythm between his fingers: "Shen Qing, my patience is limited."

"Your Majesty, you are not joking."

"All I know is that I once said that I want to have fun with you every day."

"I only know that I have a private agreement with my nephew."

In the silent silence, the emperor turned the boy under him a little irritablely, and pressed him to the ground, with the heat pressed against one place through the cloth.

Looking at each other silently, the emperor's eyes are as deep as the sea, and the courtier's smiling eyes are calm and calm.

After a long time, Yue Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly lifted the robes of the two of them, removing the barrier between their desires, and held them together in the palms of their hands slowly.

The rhythm is unhurried and unhurried, provocative to the extreme, but it does not let people rush to the top.

The emperor's service is not easy to enjoy, and the smoldering desire in his heart is about to move, Shen Lanqing covers the hand of the emperor, silently urging.

Bowing his head to hold his smiling lips, sucking and demanding, he said vaguely: "It's okay, sooner or later I will make Qing willing."

"I have no intention of being a courtier."

"No one can refuse me."

"...Your Majesty can give orders to ministers willingly."

"Hard mouth." Forcibly sealing his lips, depriving Shen Qing of the right to refute, Yue Yu turned his hand and wrapped the hand covering the back of his hand into his palm, holding it together rhythmically, like a silent imperial decree.

Desire will be vented in the lower abdomen, and it will be vented in the struggle, staining the hands of the monarch and his ministers.

Yue Yu covered Shen Lanqing's body, and in Shen Lanqing's sleeves, he took out the handkerchief with a faint plum fragrance, felt it in front of Shen Lanqing's eyes, wiped his hands slowly, and took out a bright yellow handkerchief while putting it into his sleeve , One by one, carefully wiped Shen Lanqing's fingers, and stuffed the handkerchief into Shen Lanqing's sleeve: "Thank you."

"Thank you Lord Ron."

"Thank you for your kindness..." Yue Yu stood up and opened his arms with a clear meaning.

Shen Lanqing got up helplessly, straightened her clothes, and quietly adjusted her dragon robe.

The emperor leaned over and whispered in the ear of his courtiers: "Just Shen Qing..."

"Your Majesty, there is an urgent military situation from North Yizhou." The soldiers entered the Yuanqing Palace with an emergency report of [-] miles, and Gu Dongming, who was waiting outside the Shui Pavilion, finally disturbed His Majesty's interest.

Yue Yu swept out of the pavilion in displeasure, and when he saw the soldier who had traveled a long distance beside Gu Dongming, he said slowly, "Come in and talk."