槽寳 Zhoubai

Xia Zhiwei finished correcting today's memorial and walked to the door of the National Teacher's prayer platform. He was about to push the door, but his hands froze, but he pushed the door open and walked in.

Looking up and seeing the people in the courtyard, Xia Zhiwei's expression was a bit ugly, a man and a woman were sitting opposite each other, smiling and talking, they looked very harmonious, men and women matched each other very well.

Xia Zhiwei stepped into the door and coughed at the door. This sound brought the two people back to their senses. They moved together and saluted her. They had a tacit understanding.

Xia Zhiwei was expressionless, with one hand behind his back, he called the two of them to get up, and sat down at the same time, sitting in the place where Zong Hua had done.

"Is the national teacher here?"

Xia Zhiwei looked at Zong Hua, and then at the pretty woman next to him. Zong Hua smiled slightly, poured tea for her, and said, "This is the daughter of Marquis Wu'an, Wen Ziyu."

Xia Zhiwei looked at Wen Ziyu: "Why did Marquis Wu'an's daughter come back to find you?"

Wen Ziyu was nervous, not daring to look directly at the emperor's face, and crumpled the handkerchief in his hand with his fingers: "My father, my father told me to come to the Master of the National Teacher for admonitions."

As Wen Ziyu talked, he mustered up his courage, blushed, and raised his head: "A few days ago, my father met the Master of the National Teacher, and the Master of the National Teacher was kind enough to make a divination for my father."

Xia Zhiwei ignored Wen Ziyu's tenderness, turned his head to look at the national teacher sitting beside her, and said, "The national teacher is quite kind."

Zong Hua took a sip of tea, and continued with this compliment in a leisurely manner: "Thank you for your kind words."

Xia Zhiwei: "Have you got your motto?"

Wen Ziyu smiled shyly: "Yes, thank you for your concern."

Heh, since you got it, what are you still doing here?Several people were drinking tea for a long time, but no one spoke, and there was a little embarrassment in the air.

Wen Ziyu raised her head, then lowered her head, her youngest daughter's beauty was undoubtedly revealed, she was so lucky to see Junshang, she was really handsome, although the national teacher was also good-looking, but it was a pity that the national teacher couldn't afford her the glory and wealth.

Would she like to say something? Take this opportunity to chat with Jun Shang, and recently left a good impression on Jun Shang. After some thinking, Wen Ziyu was about to speak, but Zong Hua spoke first.

"Miss Wen, since you've got the Proverbs, go back first, Marquis Wu'an must have been waiting for a long time."

"I…"

Wen Ziyu still doesn't want to leave, he finally got to see the king, how can he just leave, but this, there is no reason, if he insists on not leaving, I'm afraid it will only leave a bad taste for the king. impression.

"Thank you, my lord, my lord, my lord, my daughter will take my leave first."

Xia Zhiwei waved his hand indifferently, Wen Ziyu walked away gracefully with luxurious and elegant steps, leaving only Xia Zhiwei and Zong Hua in the courtyard.

It was Xia Zhiwei who couldn't hold back his words first, and his tone was a little aggressive: "My lord, you should be more careful in the future, don't let everyone stay in it, what if you accidentally ruin the reputation of the girl's family?"

Zong Hua lowered her eyebrows and bowed her head to admit her mistake, with a good attitude: "What your majesty said is that this matter is due to my lack of thoughtfulness."

Like this, Xia Zhiwei was a little choked with anger, wanted to say something, but couldn't speak, his heart was full of anger.

Zong Hua smiled and said, "Your Majesty, what can I do for you?"

Xia Zhiwei's tone was firm: "Originally there was something to do, but seeing that the national teacher and the daughter of the Nawen family wanted to talk very happily, it is expected that the national teacher is not interested in what I said alone."

Zong Hua shook her head and smiled, with deep meaning in her eyes: "Isn't Your Majesty just eating?"

Xia Zhiwei was taken aback, and reacted violently: "If you eat the taste, you will only taste the taste of that Wen's daughter. It's a joke."

Zong Hua propped her chin, "Your Majesty doesn't like it, why are you so angry?"

Xia Zhiwei glared at Zong Hua: "When did you see Gu getting angry?"

Zong Hua's eyes were straight and earnest: "Now, don't be annoyed. Your Majesty might as well be more frank. You can discuss anything with your ministers. No one is more important than you. You will only be loyal to your majesty."

Xia Zhiwei's unpredictability gradually dissipated after these words, his senses recovered, and he looked at Zong Hua: "Be loyal to me alone, what if I'm not the king?"

Zong Hua got up, took Xia Zhiwei's hand with one hand, knelt on the ground on one knee, and squeezed that cold hand: "I am only loyal to you."

After the words fell, a softness fell on the back of Xia Zhiwei's hand, and that gaze pierced her, and a certain place in the bottom of my heart was extremely soft and warm.

Xia Zhiwei coughed, clenched Zonghua's hand with one hand, and made a fist with the other, pressing it against his lips, covering up the unstoppable smile.

"Okay, get up, Gu knows."

Zong Hua took advantage of the situation and climbed onto her knee, "What does Your Majesty know? Tell me."

Xia Zhiwei couldn't stand the offensive, turned his head and put one hand on Zong Hua's forehead: "You're too close."

Zong Hua smiled, slightly dissatisfied: "It's getting closer."

Xia Zhiwei was annoyed: "It's not close yet."

Zong Hua chuckled, stood up, put both hands on the edge of Xia Zhiwei's stone bench, brought them to his ears, and coaxed softly, "Your Majesty, this is the closest."

As soon as the words fell, Zong Hua put one hand on Xia Zhiwei to see him, and the other on the crook of his leg, picked Xia Zhiwei up, sat on the stool by himself, and let her sit on his lap.

Xia Zhiwei blushed, and put one hand on Zong Hua's shoulder: "You are presumptuous, quickly put the orphan down."

"How decent are you?"

Zong Hua hugged him hard, but Xia Zhiwei couldn't break free, and said in a distressed tone: "Your Majesty, I just want you to know what I'm talking about."

Xia Zhiwei's face was flushed, and the dignity of the emperor was swept away: "Okay, okay, Gu knows, you put Gu down first."

In his memory, he has never had such an intimate posture with anyone, even her concubine mother, the wet nurse has never had it, the most intimate is only the concubine mother's hug and kisses on her forehead.

Zong Hua still didn't move, but buried her head on her delicate and tender shoulders and neck: "Your Majesty, don't be shy, this will happen frequently in the future."

Xia Zhiwei slapped Zong Hua on the head angrily.

Zong Wei was photographed, but he didn't cry out in pain. Xia Zhiwei's serious collar had already been rubbed off by Zong Hua. Looking at the white tenderness, Zong Hua's eyes were dark, and he opened his mouth to bite down. Xia Zhiwei yelled in pain, biting After finishing, he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it.

"you……"

Zong Hua raised her head and laughed teasingly: "Your Majesty's body is really delicate."

Xia Zhiwei protected his collar, Zong Hua hugged it tightly with one hand for fear that Xia Zhiwei would run away, and pulled his collar away with the other.

Xia Zhiwei watched vigilantly: "What do you want to do?"

Zong Hua pulled away to her collarbone: "Aren't you afraid that the emperor will be dissatisfied?"

Xia Zhiwei said coldly: "Oh, you also know, that's still the case."

Zong Hua: "Reciprocity is a matter of courtesy, so, no, I will let the king bite back."

Xia Zhiwei looked at that white tenderness, a little moved, there is nothing she can't bite, she has already bit me, this is considered to be a reciprocal, Xia Zhiwei made up his mind to bite hard, so that Zong Hua will remember it for a long time .

With one hand on Zong Hua's collar, ready to move, he was picking a good place to eat, the clinker, the place hadn't been picked yet, and he was bitten again, but this time it wasn't on the shoulder and neck.

After a long kiss, Xia Zhiwei leaned back against the stone table, panting slightly, eyes blurred and red.

Zong Hua lovingly stretched out her fingers, and wiped the crystals on Xia Zhiwei's lips, her tone was lazy, like a cat that had just had enough: "Your Majesty, what do you want me for?"

Xia Zhiwei panted slightly, trying to calm down, and at the moment she didn't want to talk to Zonghua at all, especially because her tone reminded her of herself just now.

Zong Hua, who didn't get an answer, kissed that lips: "Your Majesty, won't you tell me?"

The frivolous Xia Zhiwei gave Zong Hua a glance, Zong Hua lightly pecked again, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Zhiwei.

Xia Zhiwei had never seen such a rascal, even though the kiss was quite comfortable.

After a long time, the door of the National Teacher's Qitai opened, and the little eunuch Ming Yue who was serving at the side had his eyebrows downcast, and he saw the emperor's posture from the corner of his eye, with a murderous look in his whole body.

White face and red lips, his face seemed to be red from anger, full of anger, and his clothes were a little wrinkled, could it be that he fought with the national teacher inside, don't mess with it, don't mess with it, what did the master of the country do, he I have served Junshang for a long time, and I have never seen Junshang so angry.

Facts have proved that he read the anger of the king correctly. For the next few days, their lords were very irritable, which was directly reflected in the venomous words of the lords. Although the lords usually hit the nail on the head, it is not enough to criticize them for nothing. , Now they have seen how picky Junshang is, and how much they miss the previous Junshang.

After coming down to court, Ren Qiping and Ming Yue had a few conversations.

"What happened recently, Your Majesty? Why is he suddenly so irritable?"

"Our family doesn't know about this matter. We only know that since I met Mr. National Teacher a few days ago, your lord's temper has come out."

It turned out that the national teacher made Jun Shang angry, but how could it be, now that Jiang Lang has no power and power, shouldn't he curry favor with Jun Shang in order to survive?Could it be that he is planning something again, no, he needs to discuss this matter with the king.

In the imperial study, Xia Zhiwei was correcting the memorial without raising his head.

Ren Qiping: "Your Majesty, has there been any change in the National Teacher in recent days?"

Originally, Xia Zhiwei's anger was about to dissipate in the past few days, but now that Ren Qiping mentioned it, Xia Zhiwei thought about what happened in the courtyard of the National Teacher before, his face burned red, and he was very angry: "Oh, she , stay in the yard."

Ren Qiping: "My lord, do we want to deal with the national teacher..."

Xia Zhiwei, who was correcting the memorial, looked up, his eyes were calm: "No, I will keep her for her own use."

From the looks of it, Jun Shang didn't seem to plan to attack the national teacher, but didn't he mean to offend their Jun Shang?

"It's nothing, Ren Qing will step back first."

"Yes, I will take my leave."

Exiting the imperial study room, I bumped into Zong Hua, who was proud of the spring breeze and in a good mood.

Zong Hua smiled: "Prime Minister, where did you just come from?"

Ren Qiping: "That's right, is there something for the national teacher to ask your majesty?"

Zong Hua raised her hand and waved the booklet in her hand: "Yes, I made you angry a few days ago, so why don't you come to ask you for your crime?"

Ren Qiping paused: "Then this book?"

Zong Hua smiled and said, "Hey, Your Majesty is angry, find something she likes, otherwise I won't know how I died."

Ren Qiping glanced at the brochure: "What do you like?"

Zong Hua smiled, her tone full of intimacy: "Yes, Your Majesty likes it."

Ren Qiping couldn't see what it was, but there was a sour feeling in his heart: "Is that so, I think Your Majesty is quite angry."

Zong Hua: "Prime Minister, don't worry, Your Majesty will not be angry again today."

Zong Hua: "Then I'll go first."

Ren Qiping watched Zong Hua's back, raised one hand and touched his chest, feeling that something was missing.