After the emperor got married, he collapsed and set up

Xiao Jinghe frowned, and yelled at the unconvinced big black horse: "Mo Zou!"

Mo Xiao is Xiao Jinghe's single-handedly raised horse. It is taller than the one in a thousand war horses. It is a rare and strong horse with strong muscles. The boy who feeds the horses on weekdays will inevitably feel frightened when he approaches. Such a bird spirit today!

But at this moment, whether Xiao Jinghe is really angry or fake, animals are far more sensitive than humans.Neighing twice reluctantly, Mo Cai lowered his head and bit the rein and rattled back to the stable, with a stinky face on his face, and began to cook.

Xiao Jinghe lowered his head and asked Yang Yanqing: "Can I go?"

Yang Yanqing seemed to move his ankle, and immediately frowned even tighter: "...it hurts."

Xiao Jinghe was a little puzzled, not to mention meeting Yang Yanqing just now, Mo Cai didn't even get a feather from the eagle that caused trouble, how could this scholar be so injured that he couldn't even walk?But he looked down at the uneven gravel ground near the stables and Yang Yanqing's thin body under his overcoat... Forget it, he's so weak.

It couldn't be that the scholar deliberately pretended to be injured and didn't want to walk, right?Picture what?

Thinking like this, Xiao Jinghe picked up Yang Yanqing with his arms and hugged him horizontally, and put his two palms on Yang Yanqing's waist and buttocks respectively. Fortunately, the thick autumn and winter clothes separated him, and Xiao Jinghe's Adam's apple moved. Warn yourself not to look down at the person in your arms.

Yang Yan nestled in Xiao Jinghe's warm embrace with peace of mind, holding a ball of bird balls emitting heat in his arms, tilted his head and leaned against Xiao Jinghe's chest, and sighed again: "The room is too stuffy."

Xiao Jinghe, who was walking towards the yard, froze and said with a straight face, "Yang Yanqing, don't go too far."

"Xiao Jinghe, think about it for yourself, how many times have I seen you since we got married?" Yang Yanqing shot back.

Xiao Jinghe's eyelids twitched when he heard the words, and he laughed angrily: "The first time I saw you, sir, you induced me to practice guns for more than an hour at night; There are old acquaintances; the third time, my husband exchanged nearly half of the Jingbei Palace with the old case that was already under investigation; the fourth time, I asked the king to pay for drinking flowers and wine for the first time in his life, and then flirted halfway and said to leave Just leave and let the king relieve himself; Mr. Fifth even pointed at Qingzhou in the court speech, without saying a word, he found out the transaction between the king and Zhan back then, threatening to warn the king—”

"Sir, tell me, how dare this king see you?"

Yang Yanqing lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly asked curiously: "Since the prince can be teased by me, why haven't there been one or two caring people in the room for so many years?"

Xiao Jinghe finally saw that it was very rare for the scholar to come to him today, and he gave in awkwardly. No matter how many traps followed, the two of them are now a cooperative relationship, and it is not good to get too stiff, let alone Yang Yanqing. People, Xiao Jinghe was actually more or less interested in soliciting, so he turned and walked towards the other side of the yard following Yang Yanqing's intention.

"This king cannot accept other people's approach." Xiao Jinghe said calmly.

Yang Yanqing didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something.

Xiao Jinghe didn't hear the sound, and when he lowered his head, he saw that the scholar's face was full of pity, and suddenly realized, he gritted his teeth: "This king has no hidden diseases!"

"Oh..." Yang Yanqing caressed the wings of the black eagle, and temporarily brought this topic aside, "What kind of yard is this? It looks different from other places."

Most places in Jingbei Palace have the sharpness and grandeur of a military general, but this courtyard is rare to have some Jiangnan delicacy. It feels... more like it was written by a woman.

Xiao Jinghe calmed down, and only then did he notice where the yard he just walked in was, his eyes froze, and he suppressed the astringency in his heart, and said lightly: "It's the former residence of my mother and concubine."

Xiao Jinghe's mother and concubine should be Jiang Qing's aunt, who was born in a Shili family whose ancestral home is in the south of the Yangtze River. It's just that this former Jingbei princess often lives in the capital, and she gets together with the old Jingbei king who has been stationed in Qingzhou for a long time. I heard that the two are in love. Not good, this courtyard must be the courtyard where Xiao Jinghe's mother and concubine once lived alone.

Holding Yang Yanqing and walking to the pavilion in the yard, Xiao Jinghe lifted him up and placed him on the stone table. Before Yang Yanqing could react, he lifted one of Yang Yanqing's legs, and warmly grasped Yang Yanqing's ankle: " Where did you hurt?"

Yang Yanqing: "...the other one."

Xiao Jinghe paused, let go of his ankle resentfully, and reached out to grab Yang Yanqing's other foot.

How dare Yang Yanqing let this person really check the injury, he quickly grabbed Xiao Jinghe's wrist and raised his eyebrows: "Your Majesty, are you sure you want to see it?"

Xiao Jinghe: "What? Can't this king see it?"

Don't this scholar really lie to me, right?

Yang Yanqing let go of Xiao Jinghe's hand, and said meaningfully: "That's right, since the lord and I are married, the lord can see every part of my body... It's not considered frivolous, I just wanted to go wrong. "

"Oh, I always stay alone in the empty room, but I forgot that I already have a husband." Yang Yanqing said, shaking his legs in front of Xiao Jinghe, waiting for the man to check.

Xiao Jinghe's earlobes turned red from Yang Yanqing's husband's call, and after a while the redness spread down his neck and into his collar, so he dared not touch Yang Yanqing's ankle.

"Why do you talk like this, why are you so ignorant... you don't know how to measure!" Xiao Jinghe pressed his forehead, there was really nothing he could do with this person.

Knowing that this person is too calculating and really not a good person to get along with, but every time he faces this person, he can't temper his temper.

Is this scholar really born to be a king? !

Xiao Jinghe stood up and sat down on the stone bench, falling into self-doubt, turning his eyes away from Yang Yanqing.

Yang Yanqing looked around at this somewhat bleak courtyard. Compared with the courtyard next to the palace, there were more low and high shrubs at random. Looking at the flowers and branches that were now withered, Yang Yanqing could think of those few flowers in the courtyard in the spring. It is colorful.

"Your Majesty respects you quite a lot, so I think you won't and dare not to do something that willfully bypass your husband's gift of marriage." Xiao Jinghe suddenly broke the silence between the two of them. In fact, he really thought about this question for a long time, "Mr. Wang Chengqian, what is the picture?"

Yang Yanqing smiled lightly, and raised his tone slightly: "Then why did the prince not shirk the order to thank you in the palace that day?"

"Sir!" Xiao Jinghe clenched his hands in front of his knees into fists, "Sir, you don't want to talk openly? As for the decree to thank you, my lord is also surnamed Xiao Xiao. If the first emperor can get it, so can this lord."

Yang Yanqing sat on the stone table, looked down at Xiao Jinghe for a long while, and suddenly laughed out loud, almost unable to straighten his waist.

Xiao Jinghe was flustered by Yang Yanqing's smile, his face changed from blue to white, he gritted his teeth and got up to leave, but Yang Yanqing, who was panting and smiling, grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Looking down with a cold face, Xiao Jinghe saw the scholar raised his hand to wipe off the moisture from the corner of his eyes, and said in a soft voice: "I'm not laughing at you, but I think the prince's appearance is a bit cute."

cute.

The veins on Xiao Jinghe's forehead twitched.

Forget it, he shouldn't waste time with this scholar!You deserve to be teased by this man!

Yang Yanqing let go of the black eagle that stretched its neck to look around, and patted the eagle's ass so that it would not be an eyesore.After the black eagle flew away in the direction of the stables, he thought for a moment and said, "I didn't intend to become an official. I took part in the imperial examination only because I was favored by the late emperor when I was in my twilight years. If you want to talk about the things I regret most in my life, don't Compared with the wine that I drank with the late emperor under the moon, if it hadn’t been for that wine, I wouldn’t have talked to the late emperor who was in modest clothes at that time, which aroused the late emperor’s heart to be pro-government.”

"In the end, many lives were killed for no reason."

Xiao Jinghe didn't quite understand what was going on in the scholar's mind.

Wouldn't the late emperor not want to be in charge without him talking?What I said... huh.

Xiao Jinghe was also a former emperor. He knows best that as long as a man sits in that position and looks down at the officials from top to bottom in the early morning, he can feel the beauty of supreme authority every day. When the emperor has no real power, Every second he sat on the throne seemed to be tortured by desire.

Yang Yanqing is just a courtier, he will never understand - as long as he sits in that position, as long as there is still a trace of blood in his heart, there is no emperor who does not want to leave his name for his achievements in history.Even if the seizure of power fails, it is better than the ironic word "puppet" in the history books of mediocrity.

"Lord Lin used to be an old acquaintance of mine. As early as when the Jinyiwei collected information about the Jingbei Army in Qingzhou, I noticed the counselor next to the prince. He looks too similar to Master Lin. If it weren't for the prince's barracks, the civil servant I'm afraid the family has already been quietly removed."

Xiao Jinghe understood: "So sir, I deliberately waited until the king came to Beijing to report on my duties, and wanted to use Yilang's hand to uncover this old case."

But Yang Yanqing raised a finger and shook it, and raised the corner of his lips: "No, I created a suitable time after having a lot of evidence, and introduced the prince and Steward Wen to the capital."

"My lord, the capital city is like a big chessboard. I am at one end, and the three old foxes in the cabinet are at the other end. Next to it is a young dragon that wants to pull the chessboard before it grows up. This capital city is more like the prince's battlefield than the prince's battlefield. Hidden dangers are worse than worse."

Xiao Jinghe frowned: "You treat me as a pawn?"

That tone was as if Yang Yanqing dared to say yes, and he would raise the chessboard in the next second.

"How dare you? The lord is just a chess basket placed next to the chessboard. Thousands of troops and horses fell on—" Yang Yanqing laughed out loud, and reached out to touch the back of Xiao Jinghe's clenched hand. "In the hands of the lord. Only occasionally Borrow it and use it, and you will pay it back."

"Then what were you laughing at?" Xiao Jinghe remained calm, so he couldn't be fooled by the scholar with a honey-belly sword, and he was brooding over the man's behavior of laughing so hard just now.

It's good that Xiao Jinghe didn't mention it, but Yang Yanqing couldn't help the smile on his face when he heard this now, and raised his hand to cover his lips to play with his taste: "Yang is not talented, he became famous when he was young, and he wanted to recruit Yang to be a staff member back then. There are countless people, but it's the first time I've seen someone like Wang Ye."

If it weren't for the grace of saving his life, even Wen Yilang wouldn't be moved by the Prince of Jingbei to offer his allegiance, right?

Xiao Jinghe: "..."

After a while, the smile on Yang Yanqing's face gradually faded away, and he returned to his usual gentle and unfathomable look. Looking at the courtyard in front of him, he asked Xiao Jinghe: "My lord is very curious about me?"

Xiao Jinghe has always been straightforward: "Yes."

"Hmm..." Yang Yanqing tapped his fingers on the cold stone table, and smiled, "If the lord can plant a plum garden in this courtyard, then Yang will answer the lord's inquiries. "

"Is this true?"

"really."

"How many plum trees are considered a plum garden?" Xiao Jinghe was suddenly vigilant.

Yang Yanqing: "Then... 140 three trees."

Such a specific number?

Xiao Jinghe has never played with these flowers and plants, but this courtyard, as the former residence of the former mistress, is much larger than it looks, and it is not difficult to plant some plum trees: "It's a deal."

Yang Yanqing nodded slowly, with sad eyes looking out, and a gentle voice: "It's a deal."

He used to have a plum garden, but it was burned down by himself.

For 140 three lives.

The author has something to say:

Yang Yanqing: I really didn't lie to you this time

Xiao Jinghe (suspicious): Is the foot really twisted?

Yang Yanqing: ... Well, this is a lie to you

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Cough, what, the butt refers to the thigh!