[Rebirth] Sovereign and ministers get along

No matter good or bad, the favor of the monarch can only be accepted by the minister.

For a while, the hall uttered a molesting remark, and in exchange for this whole night's sleep together.

The bright yellow veil hangs in front of the bed, half covering the world outside the tent, covering the night watchman, only the sound of cautious footsteps and light breathing can be heard in the ear, extremely clear.

The handsome young man lay on his side on the dragon couch, slowly opened his eyelids, there was no sleepiness in his amber eyes.

Slightly moved away, but the hands around his waist were tightened even more. Shen Lanqing simply leaned into the arms of the person behind him, silently exercising his inner strength to dissipate the heat, causing the person who was close behind him to wrap him tightly tighter.

The scorching breath combined with the aroma of Longdanxiang filled the tent, making him unable to sleep.

My lord's heart is calm and powerful, knocking on the invisible shell persistently from the back of my heart, it looks like it is close at hand, but in fact it is always as far away as the end of the world.

He had no intention of breaking down the solid wall erected between the two, and he still couldn't understand my lord's mind.

He was promoted from Hubu Zuo Shilang to Hubu Shangshu, and from Hubu Shangshu to Wenyuange University Bachelor. His father was lucky to advance one after another. He had to speculate on my lord's unpredictable thoughts with the greatest malice.

The Yue family did not really honor and favor the Shen family, as if he had already seen the admiration hidden behind Xing Jin.

In the dark, there was a silent sarcasm.

In past and present lives, no matter whether they were following or fleeing, they all ended up rolling on the same bed with my lord.

A handsome young man, hugging each other's necks, it's hard to give up.

I grabbed you in the previous life, but you imprisoned me in this life. However, have you and I completely trusted each other once?

The monarch of the Yue family and the eldest son of the Shen family were destined to keep scheming against each other.

Covering the beautiful and powerful hand with the palm, slowly squeeze the five fingers together, bring them to the lips, and lightly touch the back of the fingers.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, he groped his way into his lips and clamped the soft tongue, fiddled with it viciously. Yue Yu leaned half on Shen Lanqing's back, rubbed the pinnae of the person in his arms, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you awake?" ?”

"Hmm." With two fingers in his mouth, Shen Lanqing uttered a nasal sound vaguely, like a subtle temptation.

"But you are seducing me?"

The cold voice was instantly tinged with lust, and his fingertips were licking his lips and tongue, imitating ambiguous movements by retreating and advancing.

Shen Lanqing pressed my gentleman's wrist, sucked the mischievous fingertips, and said lazily: "Morning reaction."

"Heh!" Fingertips slid into Shen Qing's neckline with body fluid, tracing the curve of the collarbone, Yue Yu teased with a chuckle, "It turns out that when you are ugly, it is Shen Qing's morning."

"I am used to getting up early."

"Tch!" Yue Yu sneered and pressed the man firmly under him, "Shen Qing, don't force me to punish you for deceiving the emperor."

"I am frightened."

"Afraid?"

"Extremely terrified."

"Not really."

"Please make it clear, Your Majesty."

"If you are really scared, how can you deceive the king?"

"Your Majesty, please raise one or two points."

"Is it really a morning reaction?"

"..." Could it be that if you don't admit that seducing you is deceiving you?What a reasonable king.

Shen Lanqing turned her head slightly, tried her best to meet the emperor's gaze, the corners of her eyes and lips looked like a smile but not a smile: "Your Majesty's eyes are like torches, it really isn't morning, and I actually didn't sleep all night."

Yue Yu raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

A trace of helplessness appeared on the corners of Shen Lanqing's lips: "I'm so anxious, how can I sleep?"

The dark eyes were dim and difficult to understand, and he stared at Shen Lanqing in silence for a moment. Yue Yu turned over and leaned half against the head of the bed. Sir, there is no need to worry."

I don't even want to ask a question, so I can only...

With a sarcasm in his eyes, and a warm smile on his lips, Shen Lanqing turned over and rested his head on the king's thigh: "There are countless capable ministers in the court, civil and military, why did your majesty choose my father to make up for Su Shuo's lack?"

The stern iceberg face melted slightly, Yue Yu raised Shen Lanqing's chin and turned to himself, asking with a half-smile: "Shen Qing doesn't know?"

"Your Majesty has not been able to figure it out..." Shen Lanqing looked back at the emperor calmly, "Please enlighten me, Your Majesty."

"Because..." Yue Yu caressed his smiling lips with his thumb, and Yue Yu sighed ambiguously, "Shen Qing."

What does the "?" have to do with me?

"If you are busy with business, Shen Shangshu will not always keep an eye on whether Shen Qing is meeting with me privately, will he?"

"..." Are you coaxing a three-year-old child?Thanks to His Majesty, such reasons can be said.

Shen Lanqing laughed: "Your Majesty is not someone who abolishes public officials for personal reasons."

"It wasn't originally, but after Shen Rui returned to the mansion, that guy Shen Tinghai refused to turn a blind eye and closed his eyes, and took your shadow guards every day to watch the Guiyuan strictly..." Yue Yu frowned slightly, looking displeased, but there was a smile at the end of his eyes, "In order to have a private meeting with Shen Qing, I have to use the public to help my own."

"Your Majesty loves me so much, I am really flattered."

Unable to find out the holy will, she had no intention of continuing to entangle with the monarch about those who have nothing. Shen Lanqing suppressed her smile and changed the subject, "I think the mourning hall in Yin's mansion should be set up, Your Majesty should go and offer a stick of incense to Yin Zhongjin ?”

"Of course I'm going." Yue Yu responded sadly and joyfully, and then began to sleep with his eyes closed.

The warm fingertips pressed against the center of the eyebrows, caressing them slowly, Shen Lanqing gradually fell asleep.

While drowsy, the monarch's calm voice suddenly sighed softly: "If you don't go, how will you know if the person lying in the coffin is really Yin Yu?"

"Your Majesty, you are so suspicious..."

He muttered vaguely and spoke casually. After getting up, Shen Lanqing really couldn't remember whether he had muttered at that time, and His Majesty's indifferent face, which had remained unchanged for almost ten thousand years, was as expressionless as ever, and there was really no clue.

After the Great Court Meeting ended, Shen Lanqing and Lian Ruofei were caught by Yue Yu together.

Fortunately, Shen Lanqing and Lian Ruofei didn't like bright colors or complicated embroidery patterns in their clothes, so they could look like plain clothes without accessories.

White silk was hung on the plaque, the lantern was covered with white gauze, and the huge Yin house was full of mourning.

From the first rank of the current dynasty to the ninth rank Zaoli, there was an endless stream of mourners.

As the emperor walked to the gate of the Yin Mansion, Shen Lanqing offered the gift money, and a blue figure appeared beside him, and followed him to take out ten taels of silver to offer the gift.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

In the sea-blue Taoist robe, the fly whisk has replaced the scroll that has never left his hands. The little Taoist priest has changed his usual laughing words and deeds, and his virtuous demeanor with a solemn face is really unpredictable.

"This Taoist priest..." The little Taoist was surprised, and the steward who received the gift couldn't help but look at Shen Lanqing.

Taking a glance at the expression of the little Taoist priest from the corner of the eye, Shen Lanqing said in an unhurried manner: "I heard that this Taoist priest has profound Taoism, His Majesty specially invited him to do things for Zhong Jin."

The steward who received the gift was grateful, and hurriedly invited a group of four people inside.

Yue Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, but finally walked towards the mourning hall without changing his expression.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the sorrowful look of Grand Master Yin is better than when he first heard the bad news.

Overnight, the sporadic white hair became gray, the round belly seemed to have lost weight several times, and the lifeless eyes did not know whether it was sorrow or hatred.

When the emperor came to pay respects, the great scholar Yin just saluted and thanked him dumbly, but when he saw the little Taoist priest pretending to be doing simple rituals, there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

And the little Taoist...

Shen Lanqing confirmed that what is hidden under the immortal demeanor is definitely happiness.

After leaving the Yin Mansion, Yue Yu instructed Shen Lanqing's shadow to sneak into the Yin Mansion with Jian Qi, while the four of them entered the tea house on the corner of the street.

In the clinical private seat on the second floor, four people sat down one after another.

Melon seeds, peanuts, pecans, shortbread, bean cake, moiwowo.

The singer with slender eyebrows and almond eyes sang a sad ditty, and the midsummer breeze brought a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Shen Lanqing picked up Biluochun and took a sip: "I just saw you in front of the Yin residence, and I thought you were crazy."

Yue Yu raised his eyebrows, squeezed open a hickory nut, picked up a piece of walnut kernel and stuffed it directly into Shen Lanqing's mouth.

The little Taoist looked at Yue Yu and Shen Lanqing and smiled: "Little gentleman, do you think you are that poor girl who lives in seclusion? You are still a road idiot..."

Picking up a peanut and throwing it into his mouth, the little Taoist gave Yue Yu a squinting look, "A poor Taoist travels all over the world without getting lost."

"..." Without Yin Yu, the venom of the little Taoist actually took a fancy to my lord.

Shen Lanqing was silent and watched the play in secret, but Lian Ruofei didn't know that the monarch was a road idiot, so he gnawed at Ai Wowo and retorted vaguely: "Tsk! Little Taoist priest, who said that big girls have to be a road idiot? My sister and I used to...cough! She has always been the one leading the way when going hunting outside the pass.”

A lot of venom had accumulated, and the little Taoist hadn't sprayed it to his heart's content, his eyes gleamed brightly at Yue Yu, who was bullying his family's Shen Yi.

Yue Yu remained calm, but the interest in his eyes grew stronger.

Shen Lanqing didn't dare to let the little Taoist priest mess around anymore, and said lightly with a smile: "You crazy Taoist priest, don't talk about everything, and don't tell me what you are doing in the Yin Mansion, don't blame me for bringing Yishan to test the medicine."

"Hey! With the young master here, how can I use the poor?"

"The more drug testers, the better..." Shen Lanqing raised her eyebrows, "I remember, the little Taoist priest seems to have an agreement with Yishan, I don't know..."

"Stop! Don't insult a gentleman, or Confucius will cry..." The little Taoist chewed a few peanuts, and hummed unhappily, "The poor Taoist and the Yin layman have a few tables of water and wine fate, go What's so strange about giving him a ride?"

It's not uncommon, it's not uncommon for little Taoist priests to offer incense in front of Yin Yuling.

What is strange is that the person in the coffin is really Yin Yu, no wonder the old fox Yin is so sad.

Looking at His Majesty's attitude, Shen Lanqing thought that the person who was cut in front of the battle was just a substitute, but Hui Ying visited the Yin mansion, and said with great certainty: "Master, the person in the coffin is indeed Yin Yu, and he has not changed his face."

Yin Yu really died, which was beyond Shen Lanqing's expectation.

Based on his understanding of Yin Yu, Yin Yu shouldn't have lost his life so easily.

He felt strange in his heart, but he couldn't figure out the joints, and couldn't find any flaws. Before the corpse that had already begun to fester, he could only think that Yin Yu was really dead.

Quietly exit the Yin Mansion, Jianwei brought news, the Empress Dowager sent someone to the Yuanqing Palace to spread the word, please go to the Jingning Palace for tea.

Yue Yu frowned slightly, turned around and called Shen Lanqing: "Shen Qing."

"The minister is here."

"I allow you to rest for two days. Yin Yu's funeral will be held tomorrow, and a road sacrifice will be held in your name for me."

"..." You really don't take ministers seriously.

With a slander in her heart, Shen Lanqing smiled and greeted Yue Yu sympathetically, "I obey the order."