The emperor took the cub of the nemesis Regent

The things of the barbarian tribes in southern Xinjiang are wildness, which can make the eyes red when used on the enthusiastic and wild people of southern Xinjiang, not to mention Ji Xuemian, who is as pure as snow and has no human history.

Ji Xuemian closed his eyes, and silently recited the Tao Te Ching.

I couldn't bear it anymore, and rolled over and over on the couch by myself, almost burning.

Even so, he did not give in.

Ji Xuemian was born in a family of officials, and he was familiar with sage books since he was a child. His parents had only one child, and he was still a brother who could not marry a wife.

It's a family secret, and his parents have held his hand since he was a child and told him that brother is not gender-shame, but don't tell anyone about it.

The young Ji Xuemian knew that his father held an important position in the court, he was not the brother of ordinary people, and might cause trouble to his father because of his status, so Ji Xuemian nodded sensiblely and kept it in mind.

His parents looked for his in-laws since he was a child, and invited an imperial doctor from the palace to take Ji Xuemian's pulse. The imperial doctor shook his head and sighed, saying that he was weak in constitution and weak in energy and blood. The hope is very slim, and it is impossible for anyone to marry a brother who cannot have children.

The father and mother worried all night, and the next day, the father returned to the Ji Mansion overjoyed, and told his mother that the Guozijian had recruited students, and the mother was overjoyed. .

Father thought of a way, using his official position as a second-rank official to send the young Ji Xuemian into the palace.

But Ji Xuemian's understanding of her elder brother stopped there.

Until Ji Xuemian was looking for books in the book pavilion, and accidentally saw a book of three common sayings in the illustrated book of four books.

It was Duan Qichi who sneaked in when he was not paying attention when he was a child. The whole article is full of spring/palace/picture annotations. A brother is riding on a man, and the brushwork is clear and smooth, which is clear at a glance.

Duan Qichi, who was lying on the window to watch his jokes, didn't get what he wanted, seeing Ji Xuemian blushing, he couldn't see Ji Xuemian if he didn't pay attention.

He raised his head again, facing Shang Ji Xuemian's angry eyes.

With a small face, Ji Xuemian stretched out a thin and long index finger, and slapped Duan Xichi hard on the forehead, Duan Xichi sat down on the ground, begging for mercy.

In fact, Ji Xuemian was holding the book of stories with her hands behind her back, and the tips of her ears covered by her soft hair were red and tight with shame.

He has already read ten lines at a glance, and he has engraved the contents in his heart.

According to the commentary, Geer is capable of giving birth to children, and after the age of 20, his body has a strange fragrance, the number is not large, and he is the third gender besides men and women.

From then on, Ji Xuemian became even more cautious.

After the crown prince ascended the throne at that time, the Daning Dynasty was facing internal and external troubles, the market was uncertain, and the border areas were uneasy. The prince was kind and loyal, and it was difficult to convince the public.

Just when the court was in turmoil, in the spring of that year, Ji Xuemian was admitted to the official career and entered the cabinet as he wished.

There were constant disputes in the cabinet, and the young Ji Xuemian stood out too much. He acted vigorously and resolutely. He changed the pedantic style of the previous dynasty. .

Not long after, the mansion of Ji's mansion suddenly caught fire, and all the family members of Ji's mansion were buried in the sea of ​​fire, except Ji Xuemian.

No one knows how he survived.

Not long after, the prince was assassinated at the banquet, leaving only the little prince who was only four years old.

The first emperor was devastated, but he still made the little prince emperor.

When he passed away, he entrusted the emperor to Ji Xuemian alone, and the next day an imperial decree was announced to the world, and he personally praised Ji Xuemian, the head of the cabinet, as the emperor's teacher who is under one person and above ten thousand people.

In the same year, Duan Qichi, the concubine of the little emperor and now the ninth elder brother of the empress dowager, became the regent because of his overwhelming power.

"My lord, are you there? If so, I'll come in—"

A rough female voice came from outside the tent, the voice was very naive, but it unexpectedly revealed an indescribable expectation.

All the enthusiasm in Ji Xuemian's body was driven back, and his soul was almost frightened. He collected himself and quickly buried his body/body in the thick quilt, pretending that nothing happened.

Ji Xuemian said coldly, "What do you want from me?"

The woman held her throat and said in a low voice: "Master Duan asked me to come. He said that you need women very much now. I don't know you..."

Duan Qichi?

Ji Xuemian's head buzzed, he really wanted to find someone to help him!

Ji Xuemian knew that his situation was imminent, and Duan Qichi had no choice but to do this. After all, the regent couldn't do it himself, right?

Ji Xuemian: "Tell him, I don't need it."

The woman was frightened: "But I took Master Duan's money, how can I go back on my word? My skills are very good, master, don't you really want to try?"

Ji Xuemian closed his eyes tightly, his face flushed with embarrassment, he had never been so embarrassed even in the capital.

He propped himself up and rolled over on the bed, took out a few big coins from his purse, opened a small slit through the curtain of the tent, and stuffed the money into the woman's hand, "Take it, let's go home."

The woman was terrified, "I don't dare to ask for so much!"

Ji Xuemian patiently passed another ingot, "You just say, you have finished what he told you, and don't mention anything else."

The woman knelt down and kowtowed twice, "Thank you, my lord!"

Hearing the sound of his leaving footsteps, Ji Xuemian relaxed all over. He leaned on the arm of the wooden chair and sat down slowly, rubbing his chest to calm his breath.

Ji Xuemian thought in his heart, helping the courtiers to find someone to vent their anger, Duan Qichi has never been the same.

There are good things too, after being frightened, the indescribable itch was reduced by half.

From the corner of his eyes, Ji Xuemian saw his clothes piled up on the ground and thrown all over the floor, he walked over, put the clothes on the tip of his nose and smelled them.

The mellow sandalwood is mixed with the cool sweetness, it is very strange to appear in the barracks.

Soldiers are rarely able to take a bath. If he is found out that he is a brother...

Ji Xuemian frowned tightly. This smell has been with him since he was in his 20s. When he was in the capital, Ji Xuemian often smoked his clothes into the smell of sandalwood. up.

After thinking about the solution, Ji Xuemian stuffed the ball of clothes into his lapel for the time being, and walked out of the tent as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Ji Xuemian opened the curtain, he saw Duan Qichi not far away was stirring the fire with a branch, and the small flames shot up little by little, looking bright and warm in the half-dark forest at dusk.

When Duan Qichi saw him coming out, he seemed to light up, threw the branch, clapped his hands and stood up, "Master Ji, come here."

Ji Xuemian had no choice but to habitually put his hands behind his back and walked straight towards Duan Qichi.

Duan Qichi's figure is tall and slender, and his face with sharp jawbones is very handsome, making his face carved and carved like the thick ink and heavy colors in an ink painting, his brows are like profound and bright, his eyes are as bright as stars, revealing the rebelliousness of a lion and a tiger .

However, at this moment, the regent's eyelids twitched from the bonfire, like a big cat that hasn't woken up.

Ji Xuemian bowed and saluted: "I pay my respects to His Majesty the Regent."

When Duan Qichi heard this long-lost address, he bent his narrow and beautiful eyes: "Ji Shoufu, don't be angry, this king asks you, can you use that woman?"

Ji Xuemian raised her head and half-closed her eyes to look at him, her solemn face expressionless.

Duan Qichi held Ji Xuemian in his eyes as black as ink pools, and his pair of upturned peach eyes were very nervous, as if he was uneasy about Ji Xuemian's answer, his lips were tightly pressed into a line.

Ji Xuemian didn't understand why he was so nervous, and didn't want to show it, so he said duplicity: "It's easy to use, I'm very satisfied. Thank you Regent for your hospitality, for giving me such a great gift, if the regent has nothing else to do, I will leave first. "

An inexplicable sense of loss appeared in Duan Qichi's eyes, and after a short while, he said: "There are many thieves in this place, and there are also many villains. If you are willing to go out for a walk, please don't stay too far away."

Ji Xuemian's face was a little pale. He had been wandering all the way and hadn't had a good rest. Now he was struggling to talk to Duan Qichi, and he was physically and mentally exhausted.

Ji Xuemian respectfully said: "There will be no second time, the Regent can rest assured."

After bidding farewell to Duan Qichi, Ji Xuemian pretended to be nonchalant and strolled outside the barracks, planning to find a place to hang up his clothes to dry overnight and wear them tomorrow.

Outside the barracks is a dense forest, which looks lush and lush, but in fact, countless fire wires are buried underground. Once there is a disturbance, the sentry on guard will immediately ring the bell and drum to pull the fire wire.

The sentinel saw that it was Ji Xuemian, and let him go without saying a word.

Ji Xuemian found a quiet place, hung up his clothes, was blown by the cool wind, coughed violently a few times, wiped his lips, and wiped away some blood foam.

The weather in southern Xinjiang is really severe. It is hot and humid during the day and cold at night. Ji Xuemian's ability to withstand the cold and heat was weak since he was a child. When night fell, it was better to go back to the tent to rest as soon as possible.

Lan Shen waited at the gate of the camp, waving at Ji Xuemian from afar, "My lord, where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time."

Ji Xuemian walked over unhurriedly, nodded, "It's much better, why are you waiting here for me?"

Lan Shen looked east and west, took out a letter from his bosom, and whispered: "Flying pigeons from the capital are sending letters, my lord, be careful."

Ji Xuemian took the small letter bucket, from the capital city to southern Xinjiang, even a pigeon could fly over such a distance, all thanks to the cabinet spies all over the place.

The letter said that Duan Qichi's subordinates had close contact with the three generals, and it seemed that they had a clear purpose to seize the tiger charms from the three generals.

Lan Shen said: "My lord, when you were unconscious, a remnant of the Imperial Forest Army hid in the woods. I came to find the Regent, but I didn't tell him about it."

Ji Xuemian looked at the smoke and bonfire in the distance, calmly said: "The Imperial Forest Army is not good at teaching, but there are always a few who can fight, contact them, hide them well, and don't show up without my order."

Lan Shen said, "Yes, my lord."

On the sentry platform, Deputy General Lin Yuan stood by Duan Qichi's side holding his sword, and said in a low voice, "My lord, after careful inspection, the woman didn't touch Ji Shoufu's hair at all. The two of them... sleep."

Duan Qichi let out a heavy sigh, nodded slightly, and said slowly: "There are rumors in Beijing that Mr. Ji is suave, but now it looks like a fake. It's just that his desire/fire didn't vent, and it returned to the dantian. I don't know how hurtful it will be." body."

Lin Yuan's hand holding the sword tightened, feeling very guilty: "The last general doesn't know either."

Duan Qichi stopped talking, he stood on the watchtower, staring down at Ji Xuemian's palm-sized figure: "It's okay, Ji Shoufu is on guard, let him go first."

After a pause, Duan Qichi remembered something, and warned Lin Yuan: "You let that girl go, don't kill her, you dare to act presumptuously in the camp, it's outrageous, pay attention to military discipline."

Duan Qichi looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and it was covered by the sudden dark clouds.

Southern Xinjiang is hot, humid and rainy, and rainy nights are always dangerous.