Ming Dynasty Strategy Notes [Transmigration Book]

In the summer of the 21st year of Hongwu, Zhu Chun, the King of Shu, was already overweight. In ancient times, many people at this age already had several sons, not to mention that the King of Shu is only getting married now, which is definitely a very late marriage.

Therefore, Zhu Chun is going to get married, very good, very good... soon there will be an heir, and this is obviously something that Emperor Hongwu will value in terms of fighting for the throne.If an infertile heir is chosen, the Zhu family will change hands, and it is better to have no descendants. In the ancient concept, especially for members of the royal family, this is very important.

Therefore, Xia Ziling should have blessed the King of Shu with joy for his wedding, and urged him to give birth to a son early, but...he was drinking dull wine with Peng Qi in the corner of Zuixianlou.Maybe...the word "boring" should be removed and it's just drinking.The King of Shu's big wedding is definitely a good thing, isn't it?What is there to be depressed about?

No matter how much he persuaded himself, Xia Ziling was still reluctant to bring up the matter of the King of Shu's wedding, but Peng Qi was someone who didn't understand his intentions——

"Hey, Bo Jia, isn't the King of Shu getting married soon? Why don't you go to the palace to help, and you still have time to come here and drink with me?"

Speaking of which, Xia Ziling always hides from drinking on weekdays, and I would get into trouble if I want to catch him for a drink, but these days, I feel nervous, and often come up to me to force myself to drink together.

This sentence hit Xia Ziling's sore spot.

"What does the wedding of the king of Shu have to do with me? Are there so many people in the mansion of the king of Shu to support them? Even if there are not enough people in the palace, there are a lot of people in the palace. Why should I help?! After all, I am also the magistrate of the governor's mansion of the rear army. Yes, from the third grade, do you know? Why should I condescend to become a servant of the King of Shu!"

Xia Ziling came back from the Northern Expedition, and because of his outstanding performance, he also contributed to breaking the tricks of the Baiyanjing Yuan army's costumes and ghosts.

Peng Qi touched his nose, a little at a loss.I don't know why I just asked casually, why Xia Ziling is so angry.

"Uh...well, I thought you should be very happy about the King of Shu's wedding. Could it be that you are not happy?"

"..." Yes, he also thought that he should be extremely happy.Zhu Chun should have gotten married a long time ago, he knew this very well.And speaking of marriage partners, there is nothing wrong with Lan Yu's only daughter, Lan Yan. Even Xia Ziling has a good impression of this girl. At least Lan Yan is much more interesting than the ordinary stereotyped women of the Ming Dynasty. One thing is - she is still Zhu Chun's dream girl!

However, thinking of this, Xia Ziling felt even more uncomfortable.So... is he in a demonic barrier?Or... Is it a bit of a parental complex, and I don't want my child to get married and grow wings?This explanation is also far-fetched.Although he is seven or eight years older than Zhu Chun, he only regards Zhu Chun as an object of assistance. Why did he treat him like his own child and have the desire to protect the calf?

In short, he himself couldn't figure out why he was depressed recently.But it doesn't matter if Xia Ziling is willing or not, anyway, he is not the one who gets married, and if the man has a concubine or a concubine, he is just an irrelevant bystander!

Thinking of this, Xia Ziling felt a little sour in his heart.Alas, this matter is really annoying. At this time, in this era without smoking, the only solution is to get drunk.

"What are you doing talking about other people's affairs! Peng Qi, you're talking about talking and looking for topics. You don't want to hide from the bar. Let me tell you, I won't stop until I get you drunk today. Come on, let's do it!"

Xia Ziling raised his glass and drank it down.

Peng Qi looked at the arrogant Xia Ziling and was speechless.Who in Beijing doesn't know that I, Peng Qi, don't get drunk with a thousand cups, and you want to drink with me with your poor drinking capacity? !Well, since you're looking drunk, don't blame me, Peng Qi, for not showing mercy.

Halfway through the meal, Peng Qi just started to drink, but Xia Ziling had already collapsed.In the end, the sad Peng Qi still had to carry the drunk Xia Ziling home, and asked his family Ding Haosheng to take care of him before leaving.

The bright moon is in the sky, and frogs cry from time to time in the capital on summer nights.Wan Lai was silent, and when everyone was sleeping peacefully, a slender figure jumped into Xia Ziling's courtyard.

Zhu Chun rarely wears black clothes, but this does not mean that this color is not suitable for him.Wearing black clothes and black hair, the moonlight outlined his perfectly lined face, and a pair of starry eyes shone brightly in the dark night.Such a King of Shu, just like Lord Anye Xing, is so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off it.

It's a pity...Xia Ziling was not blessed to appreciate this beautiful scenery.Peng Qi carried him back and vomited for a while just now, the servants changed him into clean clothes, now Xia Ziling was lying on the bed sleeping unconscious.

Zhu Chun sat on the edge of Xia Ziling's bed, staring at Xia Ziling who was sleeping soundly in only his single clothes, in a daze.He didn't come to Xia Ziling in the past few days, but it didn't mean he had forgotten about this person. He sent people to watch Xia Ziling's every move.

Isn't Xia Ziling always calm and reserved?Why do you get drunk so frequently?Is it for yourself?Zhu Chun didn't dare to think so, but subconsciously, she had some faint expectations.

Zhu Chun knew that he shouldn't have those strange thoughts about Xia Ziling, but he couldn't control it.For example, when facing a sleeping man at this time, his first instinct is to hold him in his arms, and even at this moment, he used [-] points of self-control to force himself to actually put this idea into practice.

If he hadn't been upside down after that impulse in Mobei, maybe he could really suppress his feelings for Xia Ziling and live a good life with Lan Yan.But...after that day, everything was different.The feeling of holding Xia Ziling that day is engraved deep in my mind. The touch of his skin, his smell, and the enthusiasm of the two of them entangled their lips and teeth, like poison | medicine penetrated into the bone marrow.

Therefore, Zhu Chun couldn't help feeling sick when he thought of marrying Lan Yan as his concubine, holding her in his arms, and doing such intimate things with her.

Such feelings startled Zhu Chun a little. Did he really fall in love with Xia Ziling?

But... the reality can't tolerate his willfulness.He is a prince, a vassal king, no matter whether he can go further in the future, he must get married and give birth to an heir.Being trapped in entanglement every day like this made Zhu Chun extremely depressed.

Hearing that Xia Ziling was carried home drunk today, he planned to see him again.However, after seeing him like this, he found that his longing was even worse, and he couldn't control it at all.

When the king of Shu was struggling, Xia Ziling turned over in a dream, and his clothes slipped open a little.Zhu Chun's eyes darkened, and finally he couldn't control it. He leaned over and took the person on the bed into his arms, and kissed him.

The taste and touch that I have missed for many days made Zhu Chun go crazy and suck hard｜Kissing Xia Ziling's lips, the lips mixed with the strong smell of alcohol, made Zhu Chun even more emotional. Why don't we just get drunk together like this? how nice.

After a burst of violent kisses, even though Xia Ziling slept soundly, he was woken up, and besides, the alcohol just now had passed a lot.Xia Ziling opened his sleepy eyes, his head was still a little drowsy, the scene in front of him was spinning, and after struggling to adjust the focal length, he found... Zhu Chun's handsome face was close at hand, and he was holding him in his arms. Just like that day in Mobei.

The two hugging each other were panting slightly, and Zhu Chun's lips were still a little wet. They were clearly...kissing, right?What's happening here?dreaming?Naturally, he doesn't have the habit of breaking his sleeves, so why is Dudu not resistant to Zhu Chun?Even if you have a dream, you have to be with him.

No, Zhu Chun looked at him with deep affection in his eyes, as if he was his most beloved person.He... doesn't he like Lan Yan?How can you look at yourself like this?Sure enough, this is just a dream.

Xia Ziling laughed at himself and said in a low voice, "I'm not Lan Yan."

Zhu Chun replied in a deep and pleasant voice, "I know you are Xia Ziling."

Xia Ziling raised his eyes in astonishment, Zhu Chun actually knew that he was not Lan Yan, but still embraced him intimately?

When Xia Ziling didn't know whether he was dreaming or waking up, Zhu Chun murmured, "You are dreaming." Then he hugged him tightly, and kissed him again with hot lips.

Oh, it turns out that I was really dreaming.Xia Ziling suddenly relaxed his body, let Zhuchun hold him like this, and immersed himself in the passionate kiss wantonly.

The hangover was really painful. When Xia Ziling woke up the next morning, he felt top-heavy and his bones were about to be broken.He took a leave of absence and stayed at home for a few days before recovering. After such a rest, the day of the King of Shu's wedding came before he knew it.

I avoided it before, it's not good to be a courtier, I really don't even go to congratulate the Lord on his wedding.So, on this day, Xia Ziling struggled for a long time, but still changed into a green dress and went to the Shu Palace with some gifts.

Thinking about it, he hadn't come to the Shu Palace for half a month, nor had he met Zhu Chun.It was just a coincidence that the day of the big wedding was chosen in midsummer.The King of Shu and Duke Liang's beloved daughter had a happy marriage, who dared not to congratulate the ministers in the court, the threshold of the Prince of Shu's mansion was almost broken.The sound of blowing, blowing, beating and beating is enough to annoy one person, but when this person squeezes, Xia Ziling feels even more bored.Fortunately, he had just been promoted to the third rank, and he was able to get a corner seat to sit. Those officials of the fourth and fifth ranks could only stand, or left after giving gifts.I don't know if the gift given can reach the king of Shu.

Looking at the Shu Palace, which is hung with red lanterns and pasted with red paper-cuts, exuding a festive atmosphere, Xia Ziling felt a little depressed. In fact, he was in front of the Shu King, and to put it bluntly, he was in the same corner as the servant showed him. Can be replaced.

In ancient marriages, the ceremony of welcoming the bride was complicated, such as carrying eight big sedan chairs, guards of honor to clear the way, bridal sedan chairs to welcome the bride, and lion dances to lead the door.Xia Ziling didn't have the heart to watch the foreplay of the wedding, so he only came to the palace near the evening and sat on the seats, thinking that it would be fine to show his face for a while.

Not long after he sat down, there was a bustling sound at the door. It seemed that the bride had arrived.Most of the guests stood up spontaneously to watch at the gate of the mansion, but Xia Ziling sitting there alone seemed a bit strange.After struggling for a moment, he got up and hid in the crowd.