Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The crown prince set off from Dongyuan in the afternoon with Yujia, and returned to Duanben Palace in Shenshi, and the dinner was not very useful, and he sulked with a stinky face.

The servant Fu Bao has been serving him since he was six years old. He is a playmate who grew up together. He is clever and can often see the prince's thoughts. Seeing this, he offered advice: "Tomorrow, the servant will accompany the young master out of the palace. Reader?"

The prince's face was dark: "Tomorrow's quiz, Taifu Li is strict. If I skip class, he will go to sue the emperor again. You said, how many halls are empty in such a big East Palace, isn't it just occupying a couch, what a big deal. Why doesn't the father agree? He is well-mannered and decent all day long, and the older he gets, the more verbose he gets."

Fu Bao yelled: "Master, don't dare to talk nonsense! The emperor is only 35, and he is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period. If you hear it, don't be angry with the master. There will be no good fruit!"

The prince snorted twice: "Father, if he thinks he is young, he just thinks nonsense is a deaf ear, so why bother to be angry. Yes, he is not old. He has just given birth to a son. He will be ten years younger."

Fu Bao knew where the Prince's heart knot was, but he absolutely couldn't talk to him, so he had to use his heart as a distraction: "Why don't the servants quietly leave the palace tomorrow to visit Su Shidu for the young master? If the young master has anything to say, or something to give, just entrust it to your servant."

The prince reluctantly accepted: "Okay, you go and have a look for me first. Go to the imperial pharmacy and get more ginseng, deer antler, and purple ganoderma, pick them carefully, and replenish his vitality... Oh yes, there is also flower dew I also brought a few bottles over, asking for the best Linglingxiang. Also, the small snacks he likes... Forget it, just ask a cook to go to his house. From Lu Temple, their cooking is unpalatable."

Fu Bao smiled and agreed again and again.

The prince always felt that the smile on his face was a bit ambiguous, so he kicked him angrily: "If you don't want to deal with it, why are you laughing!"

The strength of this kick was only slightly stronger than when he was playing around, Fu Bao saluted and went away with a smile.

After the prince took a bath, he drank a bowl of milk as usual, cleaned his teeth with a horsetail toothbrush with a jade handle, and dipped in agarwood, green salt, and cooked honey toothpaste.

Before the maid finished making the bed, he tried to stop her from turning off the lights, but now the candles were still very bright, so that the golden embroidered dragon pattern on the hanging tent could be clearly seen.

Zhu Helin took out a stack of imitative storybooks bought from a private market from the dark compartment at the end of the bed, flipped through a few pages and threw one, and flipped through a few pages and threw another.

It's not because the book is boring, but because his emotions are fluctuating at this time, there is an indescribable hotness in his body, like a torrent stagnating in a narrow river bed, he is eager to find an exit for a thousand miles, and he can't calm down no matter what.

The red sandalwood and vine heart Luohan couch in the corner of the hall was the one Su Yan slept on when he was infected with the wind and cold and stayed in the East Palace. Zhu Helin looked at the empty couch, his mind was like a kaleidoscope, and suddenly it was Su Yan's drooping long eyelashes when he fell asleep. , as dense as a feather fan; for a while it was the lips touched by the golden spoon when feeding the porridge, pink and tender like petals; Shockingly gorgeous...

The prince was absent-minded for a moment, looked away, picked the latest one, and flipped through it absent-mindedly.

"...Dong Bin went to bed first, and Wei Sheng and his clothes slept next to Dong Bin. Dong Bin said: "If the muscles of a mortal are put together, they can communicate with each other. If I sleep with my clothes separately, I will not be beneficial to my son." 'He hugged Wei Sheng in his arms, undressed him, and lay down with his pillow. Dongbin stroked him softly, and gradually reached Xialang. Wei Sheng wanted to steal his immortal energy, so he forbears it."

--what?Zhu Helin was shocked in his heart, this Lu Dongbin is a male immortal, right?No matter how handsome Wei Sheng is, he is still a man, right?How to "gradually reach the waves" method?

He turned to the title of the text and read, "Fake Immortals Raise Disaster in Huaguang Temple".Oh fake, no wonder.

Continue to look again.

"When the cock crowed, Dong Bin and Wei Sheng said: "The fairy tale must not be leaked. If it is not yet clear, we will say goodbye to you for a while, and we will meet again at night." Pushing the window and jumping, I don't know where it is... Between the pillows and mats, the lingering fragrance is still there. Wei Sheng meditated endlessly. At night, Dongbin came to sleep with Sheng again. After staying for more than ten nights in a row, the relationship became closer and closer, and we couldn't bear to part with each other."

Zhu Helin blushed, and suddenly thought—since he is pretending to be a god, and he is using a male body, how can he and Wei Sheng be "closer in love"?I and Su Yan have also slept in the same hall, so the relationship is getting closer...

With trembling heart, he turned another page, and saw that the fake Dongbin recruited a fake fairy girl, "The three of us slept together. Mr. Wei approached the fairy girl first, and then Dongbin made trouble. The yang changed to the yin, and we had a good night's entertainment... ..." She was so ashamed that her face was on fire, and she cursed "dissolute and shameless" in a low voice, stuffed the notebook indiscriminately into the dark compartment, closed her eyes and fell back on the pillow.

But I still can’t live peacefully with my eyes closed, and I can’t stop thinking about it: the fragrance in the furnace, the messy clothes belt in the banquet, the kudan on the toenails, the blue silk like a waterfall on the pillow... all are fragrant and fragmentary pictures flying like the wind blowing flowers, It made his mouth dry.

Zhu Helin jumped out of bed, poured a cup full of cold tea, and drank it all in one gulp.The coldness entered his stomach, and he shivered instantly, and the hotness seemed to be extinguished.He returned to the bed again, tossed and turned a lot, and at some point, he fell asleep in a daze and had a dream.

In the dream, he was that Wei Sheng, who was embraced by a very handsome and handsome male fairy, who coaxed him to undress and go to bed.

He was reluctant in his heart, and had some anticipation inexplicably, so he played with it ignorantly, and when the other party's jade mountain was overturned, he suddenly felt that something was wrong-the universe was wrong, and he had to be on top.Turning over, he pressed the opponent under him.

The male fairy didn't struggle, but just chuckled: "Life is short and bliss is boundless, why don't we go to the fairyland together?"

He fumbled wildly, but couldn't get in, and suddenly saw the other person's face clearly, the corners of his lips were full of affection, and his phoenix eyes were shining like a tree of pink and light red peach blossoms on the snow... It was Su Yan!

The prince woke up suddenly, panting heavily, with beads of sweat all over his forehead.The crotch of the hakama was wet, and it turned out that he had a nocturnal emission.

"... Fu Bao! Fu Bao!" He yelled a little at a loss.

The maid who kept watch at night outside hastily walked in, knelt down and said, "What orders do you have, my lord?"

Zhu Helin grabbed the pillow and threw it out from the curtain of the tent: "Are you told to come in? Get out!"

The maids hurriedly withdrew.Fu Bao entered the hall, and saw Ying Pingmu gathered crabapple flowers on the bed, the jade hooks hanging on the tent were still dangling, and the prince was sitting on a quilt, wrapping himself tightly like a silkworm chrysalis.

Fu Bao crawled into the porch in front of the bed that was one person wide, knelt on the step, and asked nervously, "Master, what's wrong?"

Zhu Helin turned his head, eyes seemed to be bloodshot, and lifted a corner of the quilt: "Look, what's wrong?"

Fu Bao probed to look, then sniffed, a faint pungent smell, like heather blossoms blooming in the courtyard of April.He was also dumbfounded: "I don't know... a slave who doesn't even have a root..."

After hearing the maid's report, Cheng Sheng entered the palace to say hello.Although he is also an eunuch who was castrated at a young age, after all, he is nearly fifty years old and is used to the affairs of the palace, so he can tell it at a glance, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, young master, this is the opening of the Jingguan, and you can practice human relations from now on. "

Zhu Helin was at a loss: "Huh?"

"The young master is a man. Back then, the emperor decided on a concubine candidate at the age of 14 and got married at the age of 16. When this matter is reported, the Bureau of Shangyi will send palace ladies to teach. Apart from looking at spring paintings, everyone Before marriage, I will take my young master to the secret room of Huanxi Buddha to observe the mechanism of the Buddha statue and understand the method of handover."

Zhu Helin's ears were burning badly, and he said in a rough voice: "I don't want any court lady to teach, I will watch it myself, my lord!"

It was getting dark, and two red lanterns were hung in front of the palace gate where the concubines lived, like soft and ostentatious red hands, begging for the emperor's favor.

The eunuch in charge asked, "Which palace will the emperor unload the lanterns tonight?"

"I won't go to any palace, I will stay alone in the Hall of Mental Cultivation tonight." Emperor Jing Long waved his hand to signal him to leave.

The palace lady gently waited for the emperor to wash and bathe, put on his pajamas, and extinguished more than half of the lights that were as bright as day, and the hall became dim, shrouded in dim yellow and soft candlelight.

The emperor walked to the dragon bed and stopped.

On the gold brick floor in front of the bed, there was a figure kneeling, wearing a frosty white plaster against the dark blue ground, like a flowing cirrus cloud, especially moving.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he pressed his forehead even lower, pressed against the cold and hard brick surface, and said softly: "This slave is ordered by Eunuch Lan to serve the emperor."

The emperor raised his eyebrows: "Are you a servant in the palace?"

The man replied respectfully: "Go back to the emperor, no."

"You are neither a servant nor a woman, what kind of 'slave' do you call yourself?"

These words were obviously ridiculed, the man trembled, kowtowed and said: "Little man... Caomin..."

"Stand up and answer."

The man straightened up as he said, and the emperor stretched out his hand, hooked his chin, and lifted his face.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with white skin like snow, temples like black ink, eyebrows like black daisy, and lips that are light pink like buds, fresh and beautiful, and what's more rare, he has a pair of charming and natural peach blossom eyes.

The emperor looked at his eyebrows and eyes, and smiled lightly: "It's somewhat similar... This old eunuch should be beaten."

Seeing that the emperor had a smile on his face, the young man summoned up his courage, held onto the hem of the bright yellow pajamas, and pressed it to his cheek, with an extremely soft tone: "I beg the emperor to have mercy."

"What's your name?"

"Back to the emperor, the humble name of the villain is Xiyan, the west of the west, the swallow of the swallow."

"Can you read a subset of classics and history?"

Xiyan was a little embarrassed: "I haven't read a book seriously, I only know a few words."

"Then what are you good at?"

"Dulcimer, pipa, hole flute, Guanyin dance, Jinghong dance...ah, I can also sing Kunqu opera, "Jade Hairpin" and "Red Potato", and the best is "The Peony Pavilion."

As soon as Emperor Jinglong heard it, he knew that this was an actor specially trained to serve others, since it was offered by Lan Xi, he must still be a baby.

He was silent, just walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

Xiyan remembered Eunuch Lan's teaching, saying that the emperor's temperament is calm and reserved, and it is better to take the initiative when serving, so she walked forward on her knees, climbed onto the footboard in front of the bed, and gently put her face on the dragon's knees.

This action touched the emperor's thoughts, and his eyes wandered in the void, as if lost in nostalgia.

Xiyan boldly caressed the strong muscles on the emperor's legs, feeling the vigorous heat, her mind was a little confused, and her fingertips slowly moved towards her lower abdomen.

Emperor Jing Long suddenly grabbed his fingers, pressed him face down on his thigh, plucked the smooth black hair at the back of his head, and said in a deep voice, "Lan Xi also taught you this move?"

Xiyan was held down by him, she didn't dare to raise her face and could only nod her head.

"Heh." The emperor sneered lightly, "He thought he knew how much I was thinking."

"I am the son of heaven, supreme. I can't get anyone I want. Why would I find a substitute? If I don't touch him, I can't bear to brand him as a sycophant and ruin his future ambitions. 'Israel serves people' Once the four words are confirmed, even if Huo and Wei have made outstanding achievements like Huo and Wei, they will still be included in the "Biography of Ning Xing" in the historical records. He was originally from a pure and talented family, and he has a lot of potential. Is it because of my little selfish desire , will you be reduced to being a pity, being pointed at by Man Chao behind your back, and secretly ridiculed?"

Xiyan is covered in clouds and mist.He didn't know Huo and Wei, nor did he understand what "Ning Xing" and "Bian Yan" meant, and he didn't understand who the "he" the emperor was talking about.

These words were clearly said in front of his face, but they were said to Eunuch Lan who was serving outside, and it seemed to be said to the person who could not hear.

However, only the emperor himself knew how the sea of ​​desire was boiling under the pressure of good intentions.Perhaps these words of righteousness, he was speaking to himself.

The emperor let go of his hand, and said calmly: "You step back, you don't have to come back again. When you leave the palace gate, tell Lan Xi that what I want, I will make my own choice, so I don't need him to worry about it."

Xiyan was terrified, took a peek at the handsome and handsome emperor, felt lost and regretful, and kowtowed to leave.

As soon as he left the palace gate, he ran into Lan Xi outside who had been standing there for a long time.The great eunuch had a calm demeanor, as if he hadn't heard anything in Fang Cai's hall, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became more and more profound in the candlelight.

Xiyan immediately confessed: "Eunuch Lan, villain..."

Lan Xi interrupted him: "Understood. Go back and get 50 taels of silver and go out of the palace, just pretend that this has never happened, if you say half a word that shouldn't be said—"

He didn't finish the second half of the sentence, but Xiyan seemed to have been stung by the tail of a scorpion hook bee, her eyes showed fear, she lowered her head and said, "Don't worry about it, Mr. Lan, please don't worry."

Lan Xi nodded, watched Xiyan's back disappear, and sighed secretly: Why did the emperor discipline himself so far!If he, Su Qinghe, could serve the emperor with his own body, it would be a blessing he cultivated in eight lifetimes. There would be green smoke on Su Keren's ancestral grave, and the whole family should celebrate together.As for the reputation inside and outside the court, is it important?Climb to a high position, and all you see is a bowed head and a raised butt.As long as the power is in your hands, it doesn't matter if it's earned by studying hard in the cold window, fighting with real swords and guns, or earning it by serving people in Israel?Since the emperor is reluctant to touch him, and it seems that there is no more love, then our family has to get through the joints on Su Yan's side first, so as to teach him to climb on the dragon bed obediently. tied to a boat.When the pillow is blown by the wind, everything will be easier to handle.