I just want salty fish [Transmigration Book]

What can scratches tell?Scratch marks mean nothing!

Ji Zheng swallowed with a guilty conscience, and wanted to turn her head away in embarrassment, but her eyes were fixed on the thin and powerful shoulder and neck muscles, next to the scars carved into the bones of blood, the four lines were neither long nor short, like Small marks from cat scratches.

Anyway, he was originally a foolish character, at most he lost his temper after drinking, the overlord forced himself to bow, and forcibly humiliated the first bright prince of Yan Yueguangjing.

Who said that only low-ranking people can tickle people, so can he, a high-ranking person!

Ji Zheng coughed a few times uncomfortably.

Fortunately, no one in the hall dared to mention this matter again.

Just now I laughed and made a fuss, and I accidentally pointed it out. Even if I am shocked by the chaotic internal relationship between the emperor and King Jing, as long as this shady habit is always hidden in the ground and does not go too far, the Holy Majesty has not expressed his position to kill himself. The promotion of the emperor's uncle to be the Queen of Dayan was always a private matter within the palace. No matter how unbelievable the courtiers were, no matter how shocked their jaws were, they had to sit still and pretend not to know, not understand, or see.

They quickly shifted their eyes to the bright red grosgrain that came in with the long arrow.

As soon as the Luo satin was shaken off and opened, two folded letters fluttered down inside, one marked "Marriage Letter" and the other "War Letter".However, the clothes looked even more peculiar, and immediately attracted the attention of the audience.The dyeing is extremely bright, and the tailoring is exaggerated. It looks like a Western Desert wedding dress, but its length and shoulder width are obviously larger than ordinary blouses—a Western Desert wedding dress for men.

Who is this Li Ying prepared for?

There was an uproar in the hall, this was like riding on top of the Yan Kingdom, how could the country's great shame be swallowed!

Ji Zheng stared at the wedding dress, and instantly clenched the armrest of the dragon's head beside her.

Ming Ci Yue didn't hesitate, ignored the repeated dissuasion of the officials below, immediately took the red shirt, dragged across the floor, crossed half of the main room, walked to the bonfire beside the hall, and threw it in with a cold expression. The flames rushed upward, devouring the brilliant red.

Afterwards, the "marriage letter", which was several pages thick and filled with generous dowry and dowry gifts, was not even opened, and was thrown into the brazier.

He only held the "war letter", took a few steps back, and knelt down in the hall, "My lord, I request to go out for the country..."

"Is it going to fight or get married? Mingyu Yue, shouldn't you be holding the marriage letter and begging me to let you go to the western border?" The emperor got up from the chair, took a deep breath, and walked down slowly with his hands behind his back. "What kind of good conditions did Ximo offer you? Burn it without even looking at it, and don't appreciate the wedding dress, isn't it a pity?"

Everyone frowned in bewilderment when they heard the words, and General Xuan even whispered: "My lord, that's not right, isn't this marriage certificate and wedding dress for you..."

Mingci Yue raised his eyes and looked at the emperor, and then raised his hand to stop General Xuan's words.

Ji Zheng squatted in front of Ming Ciyue, as tall as him, reached out to touch his side face, and raised his head.

"What if I say... I won't let you go to the Western Desert?"

"Dayan has a lot of talented generals, I don't believe it, except for you, I can't even find anyone to lead troops to fight!"

The corners of his lips have been drawn down in disappointment, as if the emperor's prestige between his eyebrows was forced out, the young man has returned to the original young man, fierce and lonely, the light in his eyes is dim, and a few fox fur coats Even the dragon robe can overwhelm him.

"I know Ximo... It should be said that Li Ying has always been interested in you. What conditions did he give you, huh?" The restless hand slowly slid to Mingci Yue's sharp jaw, "I will give you Double, triple."

"I know you look down on Dayan, and I hate being imprisoned in the capital even more. I can't keep you..."

That hand suddenly exerted force, "No, I don't need to negotiate terms with you. I am the Son of Heaven. If I lock you into the harem, what can you do?"

Ming Ci frowned violently, opened his lips to try to explain something, but finally held back.The courtiers couldn't bear it anymore, they only heard the first sentence just now after a distance, they all wanted to get up and go up to persuade the emperor to let him go, but they were all stopped by Ming Ciyue waving his hand.

Ji Zheng couldn't explain it, Ming Ciyue was always Ming Ciyue in the light of the wind and the moon, he was a cannon fodder who changed the script, took advantage of it, and robbed the protagonist.

But in the world in this book, the emperor's uncle obviously has so many emotional lines, so many choices, Xuanqian, Li Ying, Gu Congyun who has been offline, who is not more qualified and more suitable than him?

Mingciyue will always be an eagle that he can't tame and keep.

Once you let go, it will fly away and never come back.

"It's not that I just said it last night. Don't worry, the future will be bright... Uncle Huang, I really believe what you said." His voice became lower and lower, and he tried his best to pull out a smile that was uglier than crying. "Forget it, my uncle is so good, it's normal that so many people admire him..."

Ming Ciyue's expression was a bit weird, he seemed to want to laugh, and he tightened his lips, but the corners of his eyes were full of tenderness, he desperately resisted the thought of rubbing the little emperor's head in public.

"No, my lord, don't..."

"Report—" There was another high-pitched sound from the door of the hall, interrupting the whisper between the two of them. They stood up one after the other, with serious expressions on their faces.

"The assassin outside the palace just now moved too fast. He was rounded up by the imperial army and escaped with minor injuries. We chased him outside the palace gate. Now the city is full of marriage letters distributed by him..." The guard's voice paused, " Confuse the public, confuse the people, and create chaos in the capital!"

"The people of the capital beg for orders, and please ask the sage to agree to King Jing's resignation and lead the battle again to flatten the western desert."

Several court officials also bowed down, "Please allow King Jing to go out again."

"My lord please agree."

It has been more than ten years since King Jing returned triumphantly from his last expedition. In the past ten years, there has been no war in Western Xinjiang. He was deprived of military power, except for a false prince. Make a vase prince.Ten years later, Ximo attacked again, and Dayan finally remembered the clinking hooves of King Jing's iron cavalry commanding Xijiang.

Outside the palace gate, the voices of a few people who said that King Jing was promiscuous, messy, and unworthy of virtue had long been scattered.

It is a foregone conclusion that Ming Ciyue led troops to the expedition, and there is no way to recover.

Another spy came into the palace and said something in Taifu Zhao's ear.

"Your Majesty." Taifu Zhao gathered himself together, and dropped the last heavy bullet, "Something happened in the West Desert, and the low-level soldiers and civilians thought that following their wolf lord to go to Dayan was to avenge their shame and expand the territory. Unexpectedly, the news of the marriage letter spread in the military camp. The dowry was tens of thousands of gold and tens of thousands of sheep, just to marry a foreigner. They grew up on horseback, and their temperaments were brutal and disobedient. , scolding their young master who has been married to Dayan for a few years, but has no achievements but is dissatisfied. Desperate, he took the surname of Dayan."

After he finished speaking, he secretly raised his eyes to glance at the reaction of the Holy Majesty. The Holy Majesty returned to the upper position, resting his head on his elbows, expressionless.

The implication of Zhao Taifu's words could not be more obvious.

When Ximo sent troops, Dayan joined the battle to maximize her own interests, not just because of the impulsiveness of a marriage letter.But at this moment, the two armies are facing each other, and the atmosphere is on fire.If there is even the slightest bit of ambiguity, if the people at the bottom know about it, it will be infinitely magnified and then magnified.

In other words, no matter how the matter between the Son of Heaven and King Jing will develop in the future, it must not spread before the war, otherwise they will be the next ones to mess up.

Ming Ci Yue must send troops, and the one who sends troops must be Ming Ci Yue.

"Their military camp is in a state of confusion, and they are in disarray at the gate of their own house. This is a good opportunity to go out, my lord!" Zhao Taifu's voice trembled slightly, and he didn't need to persuade him a second time, the childish and resolute voice of the saint came from the top.

"Mingciyue, be my great general, and sweep the western borders for me within a hundred days." The tiger amulet of military power was thrown on the jade ground, and there was a crisp sound, "Remember, it was I who let you go to war, not someone else."

Just as Mingci was about to look away to pick up the tiger talisman, he heard a soft voice from above, 【... But, why don't you spend the fifteenth day with me first? 】

He couldn't hold back, and by lowering his head, he pursed his lips and smiled lightly.

It is impossible to pass fifteen.One is the emperor and the other is the general. Their red line is destined to be involved in the thin lifeblood of the national destiny. With the ups and downs of the wind and rain, even the promise of a long future on New Year's Eve seems to be a ridiculous thing. curse.

On the night of New Year's Eve, Ji Zheng was not in the palace, and the palace lanterns in the Zhengshitang were lit all night, Ming Ciyue stayed outside the door for a while, and went out of the palace to return to Zhengyue Mansion.

On the second night of the new year, Ming Ciyue was not in the mansion and was busy dispatching troops and generals to familiarize himself with military affairs. Ji Zheng took a food box and went to the Peking Camp. Without getting out of the carriage, he walked around the camp and returned to the palace by himself.

On the third night of the new year, at the third quarter of Yin time, Mingci Yuecai hurried into the palace with the brocade box in his arms, but the candles in Yanfu Hall had already been extinguished, and it was silent, and the door was not reserved for him.

Ming Ci Yue hesitated for a moment, just about to climb into the palace wall.

"His Royal Highness King Jing."

"Old man?"

"Exactly." Zhao Taifu bowed slightly, and came from the shadow of the corner, "It's late at night, and His Highness will leave the city to lead the troops in less than an hour. The Holy One is young, and the few people who have just entered the palace just came. However, I went to bed early, so it is inconvenient to disturb me at this time, and I am afraid it will be difficult to see His Highness off. Why don't I accompany His Highness for a walk towards the city gate, and talk by the way."

I won't see you tonight, I'm afraid it will be hard to predict the next time I see you...

Ming Ciyue glanced back towards the direction of the hall for the last time, and walked out behind Master Zhao with his hands behind his back without saying a word.

There was a curfew in the city, and the normally bustling neighborhood was silent at this moment, leaving only the two of them one in front and one behind, walking one big and one small.

"This street is the main street of Chang'an. It passes through the whole city, directly connects the city gate and the palace gate, and leads to the Qianying Hall in the palace..." Mr. The commander in chief of Beijing will pass by on horseback and go directly to the Hall of Qianying, where he will report his duties and rewards, and the conferred queens and concubines of the second rank and above will also pass by in chariots and sedan chairs, and go straight to the Hall of Qianying to receive the seal of phoenix."

"I understand." Mingci Yue bowed slightly and returned humbly.

Taifu Zhao is the veteran of the three dynasties, the most senior official in the dynasties, and one of the few prime ministers who do not participate in party struggles, sincerely treat the emperor as a teacher, and think about the Holy One.

Knowing this, Ming Ci is less likely to be disrespectful to him.

"Do you really understand?" Taifu Zhao looked back at the young man who was a head taller than him. The young man lowered his eyes, looking like he was being taught humbly.He sighed, "In the three dynasties of the Great Yan, there were four empresses and six noble concubines who were carried into the palace through Chang'an Road. Even Li Ying from Ximo also walked along this road. And the commander-in-chief Well, there are only two of them in total, your father, Old General Ming, walked twice, and you once... Maybe you will go the second time soon, understand?"

The young man is as beautiful as a piece of jade under the moonlight, transparent and moist, but a stone is a stone, oil and salt do not enter, and he just nods in response to the words.

Taifu Zhao was in a hurry, "His Highness King Jing is a talented person, and I should be very relieved to have you with the Holy One. You really take good care of the Holy One and will respond to every request."

Mingci was half a beat slower, and replied: "It should be."

"Then what if the Holy Majesty wants a child?"

"Child?" Mingci Yue repeated.

"Child, the heir of the emperor." Zhao Taifu sighed, "It is not without precedent in the previous dynasty to establish a male concubine, but now the royal family's orthodoxy is withered, and the total is one and a half. The Holy One counts as one, and you count as half, even if the Holy One wants to prevent it from happening. , prepare the will in advance to pass it on to you, I can understand it, but I don’t understand, I don’t understand, he is going to... pass on the phoenix position to you?! You two are going to join hands to make Dayan absolutely... "

Zhao Taifu became more and more anxious as he spoke, he couldn't continue, he covered his mouth and coughed.

Mingci Yue hurriedly wanted to obediently for him, but he clapped his hands away.

"He is the emperor, still young, almost ten years younger than you, and he is still immature, not enlightened...Emperors, emperors, emperors rarely have love. How many queens and concubines will he have in his life? Three thousand in the harem Jiali, it rains and dews day and night, how many years and how many days and nights can you be with him?"

"Ming Ci Yue, people like you, Qu Cai."

"It's better to be his general, be his support, and you may be his only one."

This time, Mingci Yue didn't respond anymore, and just followed behind him silently. They walked for almost an hour, and the majestic and magnificent city gate was in front of them, while the sky was a crab-blue color, and the sun was shining through from the side. come out.

Zhao Taifu thought that he had persuaded Ming Ciyue with his earnest words tonight, so he couldn't help but feel relieved and secretly happy, so he only heard the young man behind him ask, "Then the talented person who entered the palace tonight is..."

"The noble lady chosen by the old man to enter the palace has a gentle temper like you, and is as proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting as you." Taifu Zhao puffed out his chest and cleared his throat. In the future, I will ask Grandmaster Xuanqian to enter the palace to write a child-seeking talisman, praying for more sons and blessings..."

Women have their own advantages, Taifu Zhao guessed that the Holy Majesty was just too young, he had been with King Jing for a long time, and fell in love with each other for a long time... It is not too late to make up for it.

The city gate squeaked and opened in front of the two of them. In the distance, thousands of troops and horses were pressing down on the border, ready to go, mighty and mighty, without seeing the edge.

In the nearby shadows, a small body that could not be seen clearly stood under the city gate, standing together with a black horse. The man was dressed in black armor and his back was straight.

The first rays of dawn finally fell.

Zhao Taifu was stunned, and rubbed his eyes. Ten years ago, when Ming Ci Yue triumphed, he was standing at the gate of the city. This figure was so resembling that he thought he was in a dream and had hallucinations. Until then With a soft sound.

"...Uncle Emperor."

"...Uncle Huang, eat more, you can lead troops to fight when you are full."

"...Uncle Huang, if you can't beat them, you have to outrun them, do you hear me!"

After Zhao Taifu heard the words, he came back to his senses, this cowardly and arrogant style, there is no one else except his little sage.

He looked at Ming Ciyue from the corner of his eye, but he also stood silently, listening silently, clenching his fists on his lips in an attempt to hide his smile.

As soon as he looked at the tender eyes, he knew that it was bad. King Jing probably didn't listen to a word of tonight's talk.

This is the result of him staying up all night and making proper arrangements for these two people! !Zhao Taifu was too old and weak to bear it, almost got angry, waved his hands, and went home by himself.

Ming Ci Yue still stood still, listening with his hands behind his back.

"Uncle Emperor, if you are run off by a wild horse in the West Desert, I will..." The emperor's movements along the horse's mane suddenly became severe, and the horse let out an innocent whine.

Just when he thought that the emperor was going to say something cruel, the voice weakened, "...what else can I do, prepare you a generous dowry, I can't embarrass you."

Ming Ci was a little dissatisfied with this sentence, and just about to walk over, he heard Xiao Sheng's footsteps moving up, "Quietly, don't tell him, I'm going to hide first, see you later."

Ming Ci Yue suddenly wanted to understand why the Holy Majesty had to put on the set of the Young Profound Armor he had given him to see him off.

"Holy."

Ji Zheng turned her head back little by little, nodded stiffly with a straight face, "I, come, send, send, you."

The reason why he followed Zhao Taifu's wishes to send someone to serve the bed was to cover for the convenience, go to bed early, dismiss the palace guards, and rush into the team outside the city before Mingci Yue.There were tens of thousands of horses, and the sky was dark in the early morning of winter. When Ming Ci found out that he was also going out with the army, he might have gone halfway.

How many things can be said and done in the time of parting?

The two hadn't seen each other for three days, and now they were standing side by side in the shadow of the morning sun, keeping silent in unison, watching the deputy general Xuan order his troops and organize the queue.

The three armies were divided into lines, the front army, the middle army, and the rear army marched to the northwest in an orderly manner.At this moment, General Xuan noticed the little sage in front of the city gate, came up to say hello, reported the military affairs after another meal, rode on the horse, and walked on the spot with great interest.

Xiaosheng froze, nodded perfunctorily, refused to even smile, and even yawned after a long while. He was extremely tired, but he still didn't return to the city.

Ming Ciyue also stood aside, with a grim expression on his face. He checked the bridle, saddle, stirrup and spurs, but he still refused to set off.

The two were very close the whole time, but had zero communication.

Ji Zheng was in a hurry, getting more and more anxious, his mind was full of how far the army had gone, and he couldn't catch up now.

When are these two going to leave? !

"when are you leaving?"

Ming Ciyue almost agreed with his heart, Ji Zheng was startled, turned around and saw Ming Ciyue's cold face, pointed to the distance, "The rear army is almost finished, don't you rush to follow?"

"What's the rush! We're the two of you!" General Xuan frowned, and winked at him, "The Holy One is still here to see you off, what does it look like if we leave first?!"

His Royal Highness King Jing is really... an old bachelor, and he just doesn't know how to look at people and how to coax people.

Xuan Chifeng was really kind, seeing that the atmosphere between the two of them was not right, he wanted to create more opportunities for them to talk before leaving.

"Since the Holy Majesty came here today in order to boost morale, why not..." He scratched his head, "The Holy Majesty passed through the Yueyun Pass with us, and then sent soldiers to take you back. The journey is not far away, and the scenery over there ..."

Ji Zhengqiang smiled and waved his hands. Without saying a word, holding his breath, he turned and walked back to the city with his head sullen.

General Xuan is still behind: "Your Majesty, don't rush to leave, you haven't said a few words yet... Hey, stop your Majesty quickly, Your Majesty is gone, he's gone, he's gone, he's really gone !"

Ming Ciyue didn't say anything, got on the horse by himself, passed by Xuan Chifeng, and whipped the old brown horse's ass under his crotch with a whip.

The old horse couldn't bear the scare, put down its hooves suddenly, neighed for a while, and ran out in the northwest direction.

"Mingciyue, I'm g...!" Xuan Chifeng pulled the rein in panic, his shouts and curses were scattered by the north wind.

Before Ji Zheng had time to turn his head, there was a gust of wind around him, and he was robbed and mounted on a horse.

"Ming Ci Yue!" He sat sideways on the horse's back, and could only wrap his arms around the necks of the descendants to hang himself.

Even though the two were close together, Ji Zheng still felt that his voice was scattered in the cold wind. He pressed against Ming Ciyue's neck and shouted, his white air puffing on the shiny black armor, "What, what, what, go!"

"Do something that you can't do in public." Ming Ciyue held the rein with one hand and put his arm around him with the other, his voice was still steady, and he patted his ears as the horse's back rose and fell.

After half a stick of incense, Ji Zheng was trembling on tiptoes, with his back against the tree trunk, hanging on Ming Ciyue's body, the little cheek exposed between his neck was completely pink, he opened his mouth, panting heavily, It melted into the cold air and turned into a cloud of white clouds.

Ming Ci Yue's breathing had already calmed down, he was as quiet as usual, he only looked down, staring at the rising and falling belly of the person in front of him for a while, thoughtfully.After a long while, he stated without any tone, "Your Majesty probably can't hug a woman in his state."

Ji Zheng was so angry that he wanted to bite him on the shoulder, and when he opened his mouth, he found that the man was still wearing black armor. If he had just bit down on it, his teeth might have stuck to the armor.

He only thought that Ming Ci Yue knew how to joke, and he didn't notice that his emotions were wrong.

The brocade box had been kept close to Ming Ciyue's bosom all this time, and now he took it out with his body temperature on it. When he opened it, he found a dark red brocade robe with black borders inside, with narrow sleeves and a right lapel, made of Dayan clothes. A men's wedding dress, which is low-key and ordinary but extravagant.

"This is...?" Ji Zheng reached out and touched it.

"It was the wedding dress that the Holy Majesty gave to my minister. I asked Chang Qing to make a small sum of money, and it was completed late last night." Ming Ci Yue nodded, and when he closed his eyes slightly, the words that Zhao Taifu said just now entered his mind in mind.

【"It's better to be his general, be his support, you may be his only one."

"He is an emperor and he is still young. How many queens, concubines, and heirs will he have in his life?"】

The word "unique" is full of too much temptation and uncertainty.

His little sage is so good, it's normal for so many people to covet him... But he didn't dare to think about not accepting it, he might as well be locked up, imprisoned on Fengxi Terrace, and be his own little phoenix.

Ming Ci Yue raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, "As the Holy Majesty said, you promised to double the conditions given to me in Li Ying's marriage letter?"

Ji Zheng swallowed, suddenly felt uneasy, "Yes... ah."

"Li Ying promised to give Chen a child."

Ji Zheng almost committed suicide by biting his tongue.

"Just kidding." Mingci Yue smiled faintly, slightly dispelling the tiredness on his face.

He glanced sideways and saw that the sun had climbed over the hillside and hung high, so he changed the topic, "On the day when I welcome the minister back to the capital, would the Holy Majesty stand at the gate of the city? I can see it from a distance. If you wear a dragon robe, your majesty is still your majesty, if you wear a wedding dress...the majesty will take you into the bridal chamber."

So be it, leave the choice to his Majesty.

The words "into the bridal chamber" came out of Mingci Yue's mouth, and it also turned into a hazy white mist, spraying thinly in front of Ji Zheng's eyes, blurring his vision and moistening his lips.

Before he came back to his senses, Mingci stretched out his hand and began to peel down from his shoulder armor, layer by layer, to the breastplate, waist and abdomen, and slowly, his whole body, like a cooked shrimp, Peel it out little by little.

"Uncle Emperor..." Ji Zheng panicked, blushed, and bit her lips tightly, "Here... can't." This place is still in the wild.

Mingci raised his eyes to look at him, met his gaze, curled his lips, and asked calmly: "What's not working, where is it not working, please tell me clearly."

The hand is still unstoppable and continues to peel off the Xuanjia.

"Nothing...nowhere." Ji Zheng felt that his face was pale with familiarity.

Ji Zheng didn't react until Ming Ciyue finally stripped off all his armor, leaving only the brocade clothes inside, and wrapped him up with his own animal skin cloak.

The emperor had seen through his plan long ago, and he wanted to prevent him from sneaking into the barracks wearing black armor!

"These, I'll take them away first!" Ming Ci smiled as he straddled the horse.

Ji Zheng quickly got up to snatch it, but Ming Ciyue suddenly bent down from the horse, sealed it with a kiss, and rubbed his tender lips with his calloused fingertips, his eyes were still calm and gentle, his mouth opened and closed, and spit out I said two words.

Ji Zheng couldn't struggle any longer, leaning against the tree trunk in a daze, in the haze of white mist, with limp legs and feet watching the black horse gallop away.

It took a while to realize what Uncle Huang had said.

"I owe you dear."