The Three Thousand Harem of the Fake Empress

The dark clouds that had accumulated for half a day only scattered some snowflakes, and the weather was extremely cold before the snow. The most prosperous street in Yuqiong - Huazong Street, there was a constant stream of pedestrians, vendors on both sides kept shouting, hot sweet potatoes, fragrant chestnuts, Hot pastry, a wide variety of goods.

The most famous restaurant on the main street is called Miaoweilou. According to legend, the empress visited it privately in her incognito clothes. After tasting it, she bestowed the name on it.

At this moment, the building is overcrowded, full of people.

On the second floor, near the window facing the street, there were two people sitting opposite each other. Several plates of wine and hot dishes were placed on the table. Among them, the old man in civilian clothes was holding peanuts, feeling a little emotional: "This world is going to be turbulent."

The young man on the opposite side was chewing the vegetables, sniffed and snorted, and added: "There is no mess underneath, but there is a pot of porridge on the top. It is all about good luck and hard work. This is not... almost killed myself."

"Now there is no word coming out from inside, and life and death are uncertain. If it is really impossible to recover, it is necessary to choose an heir again. I don't know who will get it for the time being. It is ridiculous that some people have already started to look for their own candidates and take the opportunity to invest."

"There is no white lantern hanging on the eaves of the King's Mansion, which means that the person is not dead, so why are they so anxious?" The old man in civilian clothes shook his chopsticks, his expression somber: "If you want me to say that the instability of the mountains and rivers is rooted in the Empress.

Because of the death of the imperial concubine, the empress has lived in the palace for a long time, and has not returned to the imperial city for a long time. "

"Didn't you ever think that the Empress is an infatuated kind?" the young man asked.

"It is rumored that the empress has been depressed for a long time because of the loss of her concubine... She loves beauties but does not love the country, so she is not a good emperor." The old man in civilian clothes paused, full of sympathy: "Yu Qiong is in His Majesty's hands, with ample food and clothing, and the people are rich and the country is strong. There must be people with ulterior motives taking advantage of the opportunity to make trouble, and finally the power will fall, who would like to see it?"

The young man waved his hands hastily, and laughed at himself: "I and the common people don't need to worry about the Qiao Dynasty. At present, there is something worth going with the food and wine."

"What's the matter?" the old man asked.

"It's not the jade-faced general Murong's marriage."

"marriage?"

"Well, not many people know about it, time goes back and everyone knows about it."

"who is it?"

The young man sneered, and said maliciously, "Chief Ji Jinrong, the son of Chao Yilang Ji Haikang."

"Him?" The old man paused, the chopsticks in his hands were frozen in the air, thinking for a long time, he didn't pick up anything, and slowly fell down.

At this moment, a young man at the next table became interested, holding a cup and pot in his left hand, chopsticks in his right hand, stepped out of the stool with his long legs, stepped forward, sat down without saying a word, and asked familiarly; " How could it be him?"

The clear and clear voice was like a crane chirping in the clouds, the old man raised his head and his eyes lit up.

The person sitting on the sidelines is extremely tall, with an exquisite white robe, embroidered with large golden lotuses, a pair of narrow and long eyes embedded under the high browbones, the bottom of the dark eyes is deep and vast, and with the hook of the thin lips, there is a bubbling warmth , although the posture is frivolous and improper, but it is self-contained and unrestrained.

The young man cupped his fists: "It's a pleasure to meet you, may I ask your name?"

"Li Yan." The visitor asked openly, "What's your name?"

"Wang Ergou," the young man replied, pointing to the old man opposite, "this is Uncle Yan."

Li Yan immediately cupped his fists and said with a smile, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Wang Ergou seldom met such a person, and he was really envious in his heart. Relying on his own knowledge, he had to show off, and continued with his chin raised: "Why can't it be Ji Jinrong?"

The old man called Uncle Yan said with contempt: "How can a small official of the sixth rank be able to climb up to a general of the first rank? This news is not reliable."

"I think so," Li Yanxiao took a sip of his wine, his eyes rolled, he stuffed a chopstick full of meat into his mouth, and muttered, "How can he marry Yuqiong's god of war?"

Wang Ergou raised his face, with a see-through expression, and immediately retorted, "What is impossible, don't think that Ji Jinrong married the general back to enjoy it. Who is the general, she is one of the empress's best friends."

"Ah? What's the matter?" Uncle Yan asked in surprise.

Li Yan didn't have much expression on his face.

Come to think of it, he also knew something inside.

"My family has a relative who works in the palace," Wang Ergou poked out his pointed head, put his hands on the edge of the wooden table, and muttered softly, "The general is rustic and beautiful, and he is in his twenties. She's a womanizer, but neither of the two will trust each other."

"I can directly seal the concubine, and there are not many more women in the harem." Li Yan said.

"That's what I said," Wang Ergou tapped the table with his chopsticks, "It is certain that the two fell out, and the specific reason is unknown."

Li Yan drooped his eyelashes, and said flatly: "Since we fell out, and that brat surnamed Ji just happened to take advantage of it, why not?"

Uncle Yan drank the wine in his glass and began to drink for himself: "Young man, you don't know now. After all, the general is the empress's woman. Who would dare to touch someone who has been touched by the emperor? It's not just good food and drink."

Li Yan scratched his head, seemingly puzzled: "Then why marry back?"

"You don't understand." Wang Ergou pointed at people with the tip of his chopsticks, and said in a low voice: "There is trouble between lovers, trouble at the head of the bed, and closeness at the end of the bed. There is nothing that can withstand a good night and spring|tide. Empress Not being a concubine has its own reasons; the general also has his reasons for marrying, and the benefits of doing so will be exciting."

"What stimulus?" Li Yan asked.

"Cheating!" Wang Ergou laughed, and added with a sneer: "Since ancient times, a wife is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a prostitute, and a prostitute is not as good as stealing~"

"This..." Li Yan smiled slightly, took a sip of wine, fell into deep thought, after a while, smiled wryly, and said, "Don't you wear a green hat every day?"

"That's not it." Wang Ergou picked up a piece of meat and chewed it with relish.

"What is he planning?" Li Yan asked again.

As someone who has experienced it, Uncle Yan used a reprimanding tone to explain the confusion: "You are stupid! Helping the emperor raise a woman is naturally greedy for promotion and wealth."

"Ah~" Li Yan dragged out his tone, picked up the piece of meat and hung it in mid-air, and mocked: "That is to say, Ji Jinrong, a brat who doesn't know how to make progress, has lost all the face of his ancestors for the sake of high officials and rich salary. It's the Ming matchmaker who is getting married, and the eight-carrying sedan chair is beautiful."

"You also know that he wants to marry the medium?" Wang Ergou asked.

Li Yan flung the slices of meat on his chopsticks, but did not respond to Wang Ergou. He sighed and said to himself: "Why is such a good boy so hard to think about? With his good looks, he is both civil and military, so he doesn't worry about not being able to climb up?

This year, he is only 20 years old, six years younger than the general, and has a bright future, so he is really... self-deprecating! "

"Cut, what's the matter." Wang Ergou didn't take it seriously, and took a big gulp of wine, "Go back and marry him as an offering, and then go out to eat by yourself. You won't lose your promotion and happiness. It's still Ji Jinrong who is treacherous and shameless."

Li Yan came back to his senses, stared blankly at the other party, slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand, and raised his hand to give a loud slap.

"Ah!" Wang Ergou yelped in pain, covered his face, and immediately asked, "Why did you hit me!"

"Who did you call shameless just now?" Li Yan asked.

Seeing this, Sanye Yan stretched out his hands, fiddled with the two of them, and explained: "Mr. Li, you got distracted and misheard. The second dog scolded Ji Jinrong, not you."

"Oh, it's Ji Jinrong who scolded you." Li Yan seemed to have come to his senses, staring at Wang Ergou's red and swollen face, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I hit you on the left cheek, and I apologize for making amends, so-- -"

Before he finished speaking, Li Yan raised his left hand decisively, and a big ear scraper slammed over again.

Wang Ergou was knocked to the ground, stuck in the middle of two benches, with his short legs upright, covered his face and cursed: "Bastard, why are you beating me!"

Li Yan became furious. He kicked the stool away with one leg, leaned down, grabbed the opponent's collar, and punched Wang Ergou's face again and again, unceremoniously hitting the flesh.

The sound of hammering flesh with iron fists has attracted all the diners on the second floor. They don't know why the two young people are fighting. They only listen to one of them venting their dissatisfaction while fighting.

"Wife is not as good as concubine, concubine is not as good as prostitute, whore is not as good as stealing... I will steal your mother!"

"Cuckold, right? People are willing to wear it, so it's none of your business!"

"The ancestors are ashamed? What's wrong with serving Yuqiong God of War? I don't even think about who sacrificed their lives in this peaceful and prosperous age! Without her, how can you bastards drink and eat meat! Even if you can't be a husband and wife, Respecting each other like a guest is also considered to be close to the sky, and to fulfill one's wish. You are a dark and despicable person who smells like rubbish."

……

The waiter who came to the store was frightened and stupid. The face of the beaten person was swollen into a pig's head, beyond recognition.

"Stop beating, if you beat again, you will die."

The last punch landed on Wang Ergou's eye socket, causing the opponent's eyebrows to break suddenly, and the pain was unbearable.

Li Yan straightened his tall body, threw the black hair hanging on his chest behind him, and shouted angrily: "From now on, you are not allowed to appear on Huazong Street. When I see you again, I will kill you, a beast."

Wang Ergou was dying, one eye was filled with blood, and the other was opened hard, trying to remember the person in front of him clearly so that he could take revenge in the future, he said: "You... you... who are you and what identity are you... ...It's... so crazy."

"Li Yan~" Li Yan spat hard at the person curled up on the ground, rubbed his aching fist, and said with a smile: "Your father~"

"Li-die..." Wang Ergou recollected it, he was furious, and just about to ask the reason, Third Uncle Yan pointed at someone and stammered, "You...you...you are. "

"Next time you stutter, I'll pass you the knife!"

Li Yanchang cleared the turbid air in his chest, picked up the jug on the table, raised his neck, and gulped it down in one gulp. The smell of wine rushed straight to his forehead, and his internal organs were on fire. He wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, loosened his fingers, and the jug fell to the ground , fell to pieces.

Then, he staggered and walked out with messy steps.

The moment he left the house, a certain person looked up at the drowsy sky, blushed, his eyes were red, and he choked up and said, "I am your father--Ji Jinrong!"

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"Open the door, I'm Ji Jinrong!"

Ji Jinrong stood in front of the Murong mansion in such a drunken manner, yelling.

Seeing that it was the other party, the butler hurriedly called the guards to let him go, and with a smile on his face, he trotted over to greet the new uncle.

"Where's Murong Anran?"

"Where is it inside?"

"I want to see her, see you now!"

"Okay, little one, I'll lead you there."

The housekeeper's eyelids were sharp, and regardless of whether Ji Jinrong was playing drunk, he took Ji Jinrong's arm and helped him walk to the front and back yards. After not walking far, he met Murong Anran who was about to go out, and immediately let go of his elbows, and immediately ran away.

Ji Jinrong also saw the person, wondering if there was leopard gall on the table today, anyway, he stepped forward and pulled the general to a remote corner of the rockery.

Murong Anran wanted to ask something, but was firmly blocked by the crying of the nine-foot man.

Ji Jinrong didn't speak, and hung his head, pounding on the rockery with one hand, and weeping bitterly with the other.

This cry is enough to have a cup of tea.

After a long while, the crying subsided, and Ji Jinrong said with tears in his narrow eyes that were swollen into a peach shape: "I ask you, after we get married, are you allowed to touch me? It's not about kissing and rubbing, it's the kind of real love." .”

Murong Anran raised her face slightly, then turned her face away again, "Why are you asking this?"

"No, I have to figure it out," Ji Jinrong choked with tears, he took a small step, stretched out two fingers, pinched the corner of the general's robe, and stomped his feet to complain, "Now it's rumored that I'm a coward. Marry you, dare not... dare not have intercourse with you..."

"boring!"

"They are talking nonsense, but I take it seriously. I am really afraid that I will become a coward, with lust but no courage."

Ji Jinrong groaned, as if he had been wronged by the world, clinging to others, and said pitifully: "Actually, if they don't say anything, I will think wildly. Except for the few days when the marriage was agreed, I lived like a dream... the rest During this time, I have been unable to eat well and sleep uneasy. Therefore, I must give an accurate statement."

Murong Anran felt that Ji Jinrong's character was a bit like a mother-in-law's mother, so he had doubts, and he had to figure it out when he played tricks.

It is not true that Ji Jinrong is not a man.

He is both talented and hard-working, and inside and outside the capital, he is thorough in investigating and handling cases, and he is vigorous and resolute, which is praised by everyone.

"You wipe off the tears first." Murong Anran looked at the man who was a head taller than her, and said angrily.

"Okay, okay, listen to you, I'll wipe it." Ji Jinrong cheekily pulled up the opponent's robe and rubbed it repeatedly, and took the opportunity to inhale the fragrance on the robe. Shaoqing, the wound on his heart was slightly healed, he carefully tried: "Wait for the general's words~ Don't pretend to be deaf and dumb!"

Murong Anran fell into a vortex of thinking, the previously intricate relationship was now clear.

If Qiao Jiuyou survived by chance, he would only bring endless trouble and pain to Qiao Yulan if he continued to entangle with the empress, because if the devil was reborn, he would be dead everywhere.

If Qiao Jiuyou died, she would never return to the empress' side in this life.

Things are changing and it's time to pull back and let go.

"Ji Jinrong."

"I'm here."

"Should I marry you, or marry you?"

"According to the law of Yuqiong, you can marry me, and you can marry as many men as you like."

Ji Jinrong blushed and smiled, revealing a row of white teeth. He rubbed his robe, a little shyly, "You said it yourself, marry me..."

"Yes, I married you." Murong Anran sighed, with a cold face, "Marriage is completely different. If you marry me, your status will be lower. In terms of housing, I will take the lead. I don't favor you. You have to stay alone in the empty room all the time. So, don’t you understand?”

Ji Jinrong was overjoyed, stepped forward shamelessly and leaned against his body, looked at the stunning face at the chin, and said with a smile: "In other words, if you marry me, I will take the lead. If I want to pamper you, the general has to accept everything?"

Murong Anran didn't want to continue this topic, she changed the subject, "Can I go?"

"En..." Ji Jinrong seemed to have eaten a mouthful of honey. When he saw someone walking away, he suddenly remembered the key thing, and he said eagerly: "Then...then...in case, in case...the empress comes to you... ... looking for you... to do that kind of thing, you won't do it with her behind my back?"

The general frowned, and really wanted to hit the opponent on the head. After thinking about it for a while, it seemed reasonable to have such suspicion, "Impossible, it is impossible for the empress to do it with me."

Ji Jinrong was inexplicably anxious, "It's hard to say, she is an emperor, she can do whatever she wants, and her sexuality comes up, how can you resist it."

Murong Anran really wanted to say that Qiao Yulan was different from Qiao Jiuyou, the former would never force her, especially when she had sex.

"You think too much."

"I didn't think much about it," Ji Jinrong simply thought, his heart was so sore, the tears had already retreated, but for some reason, they flooded up again, he resisted, and said in a hoarse voice: "The emperor is the emperor, there is no way People can resist, unless they are dying. But I want us to live together, and I want to accompany you to the old age. If... If you really can't resist, you should avoid it when you hang out, and don't let me bump into it. Otherwise, I really I'm going to hate myself."

Murong Anran felt that the person in front of him was really funny, he was a tall man, and he was also handsome.

"No," the general shook his head and said, "Your Majesty is not that kind of person, and neither am I, don't worry."

After Ji Jinrong heard the last two words, his empty chest seemed to be filled with something soft, which was extremely solid and warm.

This trip really brought tears to his eyes. With such blessings, the little captain became bolder and thick-skinned. He patted his pectoralis major shamelessly and replied: "Don't worry!" , I don't worry, I believe everything my daughter-in-law says!"

Murong Anran was terrified by this title, immediately oiled the soles of her feet, and left!

"Hey, hey, don't go." Ji Jinrong strode to catch up, and shouted shamelessly: "Madam, there is no one around, let me give you a kiss before leaving!"