After dressing as the male protagonist's younger brother, I entered the marriage

In the third year of Yongxing, Qiu Wei.

Scholars waiting outside the tribute courtyard saw a row of sedan chairs with black lacquer and blue roof coming slowly in the morning breeze.

A few officials ran out of the tribute courtyard, bowed their waists with obsequious smiles on their faces, and waited respectfully for the sedan chair to land.

The Gongsheng students stretched their heads and saw men in official uniforms coming out of the sedan chair one after another. They all looked mature, and there were two men with white beards and beards.

"Is it the examiner?" They stretched their necks even longer.

"Master Wen, we've arrived at the Gongyuan." The eunuch beside the sedan chair at the front bent over and whispered.

"En." The person in the sedan chair responded softly.

"I'll lift the curtain for Sir Wen, sir, please." The official who walked out of the Gongyuan first warmly stretched out his hand and opened the curtain.

Gong Sheng at the front opened his eyes wide, only to feel a stream of snow falling into his pupils.

His black hair is like the night, hiding endless thoughts, the clear light falls on the hair, and then slides down the white side face along the hair, winding into the cold pool of cold stars, but cannot shine into the depths of the cold pool.

He is like the endless crystal white snow on the high mountain, admiring people, unable to step on it.

If you teach and explain language, you should pour down the country, even if it is ruthless, it will also move people.

All the tribute students involuntarily gasped, they didn't dare to look at this person directly, how could they talk about meeting that cold stare.

"Hiss—who is this person?" someone whispered.

"You didn't see his official robe with flying cranes flying high, and his unrivaled appearance. This one, I'm afraid it's not the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, the Grand Master can't hear you, sir!"

"It was him?"

Gong Sheng, who was asking the question, trembled and almost knelt down on his knees.

"Since the new emperor took office, he set up a Jinyiwei official office. This Jinyiwei has become an unheard of dog. No one in the court is afraid of him, even Princess Lian... I heard that the current power of the Great Xia Kingdom is here alone. hands. Terrible, lamentable!"

"I think that since Grand Master Wen introduced the new policy, the Great Xia Kingdom has taken on a new look from the inside out, and is stronger than when the Supreme Emperor was in power. This is a good thing!"

"It's a good thing, but I don't know what the Grand Master is here for?"

"This is the first imperial examination after the new emperor succeeds to the throne, so don't take it seriously. Now that the two prime ministers are old, after they take office, Grand Master Wen must be called Prime Minister Wen, right?"

"Tsk tsk, I heard that the grand master is so young, we are about his age and still struggling for the imperial examination, and he is going to be a prime minister, that's amazing."

"What a big deal, you didn't see the court impeaching him every day, saying that he confuses His Majesty with evil methods, and that's why His Majesty is so partial."

……

Wen Bucheng walked into the Gongyuan and raised his eyes.

The knees of the officials serving on both sides softened, and they said in a weak tone: "Grand Master, the Gongyuan is being renovated this year. According to your instructions, we will carefully reinforce everything, sprinkle lime, and disperse mosquitoes. We will definitely ask the students to take the exam."

Wen Bucheng looked away and nodded slightly.He looked carefully at the corners of the tribute courtyard and listened to the officials' report before leaving the tribute courtyard to go to the government office to handle official business.

The sun slowly climbed up the treetops, outside the official office, sticking out a small head.

Wen Bucheng's gaze just raised fell on the table.

"Dear son, are you busy?" Tuanhuahua grinned.

Wen Bucheng ignored him.

"Oh, it's already this hour, why don't you go back to the palace?" Tuanhuahua said again.

He didn't raise his head when he couldn't smell it, and casually threw the bag aside.

"Oh, there are people in the palace who can't eat or sleep well, and cry so much that they don't even know who they are~" Tuanhuahua "tsk tsk" twice, "I see, my heart hurts very much, even some people are cold-hearted. It’s cold, and it doesn’t hurt at all.”

Unable to smell blue veins on his forehead, and a "click" sound in his hand, the brush broke in two.

Tuanhuahua trembled, and suddenly looked up at the sun, waving her sleeves, "Ha, ha, ha, I didn't say anything... I didn't say anything..."

Inside the palace.

Yuan Yu fell on the side of the bed, his arms were limp on the ground, his eyes were swollen like walnuts.

The palace maid carefully wrung out the towel and covered his face.

His palm-sized face was covered by a large towel, which made his face even more pitiful.The palace man couldn't help persuading: "Your Majesty, don't be sad, the world is unpredictable, who knew that the eldest princess would have such thoughts."

A month ago, the eldest princess committed a rebellion and was arrested after failing to commit treason.Wen Bucheng directly grabbed Yuan Yu's hand and wrote the imperial decree, ordering him to shave his hair and become a nun, and stay alone in the sin nunnery for the rest of his life.

Yuan Yu waved his hand in dissatisfaction and told the palace servants to back down.

The hall was empty, and occasionally a bird passed by the bed, chirped twice, and then flew away.

Yuan Yu's heart was even more empty, as if a cold wind had blown through his heart, making his limbs sore and cold.

Yuan Yu sniffed, feeling pitiful.

He obviously worked hard to be an emperor, but those officials said that he was not good enough, and that he was soft-hearted. He hadn't been emperor for a few years, but the elder sister whom he had always respected in his heart actually rebelled.

He was afraid that he would never forget that scene.

The sky was full of flames, and the magnificent eldest princess stood on the palace wall, facing the arrow shot at him from afar.

"Xiao Yu'er, why do you have to fight with me for what my sister likes?" Ying An, who was pushed to the ground by the guards, sneered, "What else can you do without smelling it? If I had known back then, I shouldn't have kept it secret. Next, you are double—”

"Snapped!"

Both Yuan Yu and Ying An looked at Wen Bucheng who put down his palm in disbelief.

"Take it down." Wen Bucheng said in a low voice, "Cut off your tongue."

"!!!"

"Sister Huang—" Yuan Yu's movement to catch up was pressed by Wen Bucheng.

The man was condescending, looking at himself expressionlessly.

"Your Majesty, calm down."

The more Yuan Yu thought about it, the angrier he became, and the towel on his eyes became warmer. He raised his hand to take off the towel, but caught a hand unexpectedly.

Yuan Yu: "!" He pulled off the towel.

The visitor was still condescending, expressionless.

Yuan Yu felt guilty for no reason, snorted coldly, turned his head and squirmed inside.

Unable to smell: "..."

Yuan Yu reached out and deliberately threw the towel on Wen Bucheng.

"Snapped."

The wet towel slipped down the unsmelling official uniform, leaving a water stain.

"What are you doing here?" Yuan Yu snorted, "Master Wen has a lot of affairs going on every day, and still has time to take care of me?"

Wen Bucheng raised his eyes, and said in a calm tone, "Come here, criticize the papers."

Yuan Yu stared wide-eyed, sat up straight, couldn't believe it, and walked straight to the desk without looking at Wen Bucheng.

"you!"

Yuan Yu sat in his seat unnaturally, holding a vermilion pen in his hand, reading and grading the notebooks with ease, without looking at himself at all.

"What else can you do if you're gone?" Ying An's words suddenly flashed in Yuan Yu's mind.

"I can't smell it, hide evil intentions, monopolize the government, and fear the country and the country!"

"If you don't smell wolfish ambition, Your Majesty has to guard against it!"

"Your Majesty", "Your Majesty", "Your Majesty!"

"It's so noisy!" Yuan Yu yelled, his head buried under the quilt.

Wen Bucheng raised his head, and saw the round buttocks on the opposite bed pouted high, facing him.

Unable to smell: "..."

After a while, the owner of the butt snored lightly.

Wen Bucheng shook his head, walked over gently, and covered him with a quilt.

"Teacher..." The soft hand grabbed the sleeve that could not smell.

"Don't go."

……

"Being an emperor is not good at all." Yuan Yu said to Liu Jin.

The two sat by the lake, wearing wreaths on their heads, holding fishing rods, and chatting.

"The grand master is busy all day long and no one is seen."

Liu Jin patted his head amusedly, and jokingly said, "What does being an emperor have to do with seeing the Grand Master?"

Yuan Yu's face flushed slightly, and a faint pink rose from his ears.

"The sun is shining today!" he announced loudly.

Dark clouds drifted across the sky, blocking the only light source.

If you can't smell it, just spit out the melon seeds, and if you can't smell it, "Can you do it? Brother."

Can't smell it and put down the paintbrush.

On the clean white rice paper, someone in a dragon robe had crooked eyebrows and a red face.

By the lake, Liu Jin asked in a low voice, "Little Yu'er, it's been three years, why haven't you grown?"

Yuan Yu's face turned even redder, he hesitated and couldn't speak.

...Because I am the same as brother Jin'er!

Decades ago, the Imperial Palace.

The emperor hugged the newborn Yuan Yu, watched the red marks on his neck that represented Shuang'er disappear, and curled the corners of his mouth.

"Remember, the Empress gave birth to a man."

……

"Brother Jin'er was taken by my elder brother to play in the mountains and rivers again, hey, when can I go to the mountains and waters?" Liu Jin read in the tone learned from "Tuoer" in the Liu's Tour Hall. , "Yu Yu'er also wants to see the mountains and water, the stars and the moon, and—"

"Reading." Wen Bucheng answered in a calm voice, turning over another page of "Evil Shura's Travels to Eighteen Hells".

"I don't understand the style!" Yuan Yu muttered silently.

Yuan Yu immediately lowered his head and held up "The Analects of Confucius", "Guan Guan Jujiu, in the continent of the river, a fair lady, a gentleman is so good!"

The ink-scented book slipped down, and Yuan Yu's big eyes just exposed the writing, and he was caught by the cold gaze.

"Good read." Wen Bucheng said softly.

Yuan Yu grinned.

"Copy ten times."

Yuan Yu's mouth hangs down.

"I don't understand the style!"

Yuan Yu shook the milk tea in the cup vigorously, and the ice cubes "cracked" in it.

"You are the ice cube in the milk tea! You have to melt it if you don't want to!" Yuan Yu said viciously.

The black hair suddenly fell on the cheeks, carrying the light fragrance of being with you day and night.

"You're getting fat again." Wen Bucheng took out the bamboo tube in Yuan Yu's hand and said softly, "Don't drink."

Yuan Yu: "Wow wow!"

He pinched his waist and chased after Wen Bucheng relentlessly: "Look at me, I'm so thin! Where's my fat!"

Dots of crabapple flowers floated from outside the corridor and landed on Wen Bucheng's hair.

I can't smell it, I look back and bow my head.

Yuan Yu pinched his waist and raised his chest, "Did you see it? Did you see it!"

Can't smell it, his expression is even lighter: "I can't see it."

"fatty."

"I'm not fat!"

Filled with righteous indignation, Yuan Yu chased Haitangxiang all the way to the palace and to the dragon bed.

Wen Bucheng pressed Yuan Yu's shoulder, and the golden curtain slowly fell from behind him, covering the bright spring.

The man's face is hidden in the shadows.

Yuan Yu was stunned, and when he was at a loss, he saw the fire that had been hidden in his eyes for many years.

"Can't see clearly, let me see?"

Yuan Yu's eyes turned red again.

The indifferent snow turned into water, flowing on the milky white silk with the fragrance of milk.

The man who holds a pen every day holds another object that is also straight and slender, rubbing the calluses on his fingertips gently.

"Little Yu'er, do you know that being under one person is above ten thousand?"

"……Um……"

Yuan Yu's eyes were foggy, and he put his arms around the man's shoulder.

A faint chuckle came into his ears, Yuan Yu could no longer tell the difference between east, west, north and south, he obediently fell under the man, and descended to the branches of the moon, the rain was dredging and the wind was blowing.

When people wake up from sleep in spring, the crabapple outside the window is still there.

Wen Bucheng leaned against the door with his clothes on, and Wen Bucheng looked at each other, "Can you?"

"Hehehe." If you can't smell it, you look left and right, and when you see no one passing by, you jump off the eaves, and conveniently stuff the half-person-high bag into Wen Bucheng's arms.

"My brother has treasured it for many years and shared it with my brother!"

Can't smell it, his eyes darken slightly, and he grabs the corner of the burden.

"Teacher..." A weak voice in the room called softly.

If you can't smell it, just lighten your burden, turn around and disappear into the sky.

Wen Bucheng closes the door, walks towards Yuan Yu, walks towards his life.

"coming."