Chronicle of Emperor Jing

There is such a saying that no coincidence makes a book, and there is another saying that people are doing it, and the sky is watching.It is estimated that even God can't stand it. Although Wei Yan was full of reluctance, he was forced to molest the emperor's painful scene, and sent a rescuer to save him.

"Master Wei? What a coincidence, I look like you from the back."

Whether it is molesting or being molested, it is actually being molested, so when Wei Yan insisted on refusing to molested, he suddenly heard a greeting from behind.Wei Yan turned his head quickly, and saw a man in green shirt struggling to squeeze through the crowd, walking towards them.

Emperor Jing turned his head and took a look, and immediately put away the bully's playful face of molesting women, and sat up and down to look at the people carefully, with an unfathomable expression.

"Brother Qi, what a coincidence."

It's still a bit embarrassing to meet acquaintances in this situation, but compared to the more embarrassing situation you will be in just now, the embarrassment in front of you can really be ignored.Thinking of this, Wei Yan felt relieved, and quickly stood up to say hello, with a hint of joy in his tone, and then he heard the emperor next to him groan heavily.

"I'm Qi Yuanheng, who is this?" The visitor naturally heard the heavy hum, and turned his gaze from Wei Yan to Emperor Jing.

"My surname is Wang." When Wei Yan hesitated, Emperor Jing introduced himself.

"Your Majesty."

"Young Master Qi."

The two greeted each other, and then the guests sat down and chatted happily.As for whether it was really a happy conversation, only Prince Wang and Young Master Qi knew it in their hearts. Anyway, from Wei Yan's point of view, such a scene was a happy conversation.

With such an interruption from Qi Yuanheng, the trip to the Lantern Festival seemed to be more lively, and the only ones who suffered were the "little servants" who followed.After eating the Lantern Festival and restarting the tour, the emperor seemed to be addicted to guessing lantern riddles. Of course, that Mr. Qi did not give up, which directly caused the number of small lanterns in their hands to rise steadily.

It was already past midnight when Emperor Jing was willing to drive back to the palace, Shen Mo had long been impatient and sent people to urge him several times, and when he finally joined them, he stared at the lanterns in their hands for a long time, asked:

"Is Your Majesty planning to open a shop to sell lanterns?"

Emperor Jing looked at the sky with his hands behind his back, Wei Yan looked down at his toes, and all the "little servants" looked innocent and paralyzed.

Commander Shen looked at the scene in front of him, and was speechless for a moment.

"Dispose of it immediately, and nothing outside the palace is allowed to be brought into the palace."

After hearing his words, Emperor Jing seemed to want to say something, but he looked at Commander Shen Da's black pot-bottomed face, and decided it was wise to continue to look at the sky in silence.

His Majesty the Emperor didn't dare to speak up to refute Commander Shen when he was angry, and the others, of course, didn't dare to send him to the door for reprimand at this time.

"Who is that Qi Yuanheng? How did you know him?"

After a brief rest, Emperor Jing inserted his fingers into Wei Yan's hair, followed it slowly, and asked him suddenly.

"I was weak when I was young, and my father sent me to Tanjia Village in the suburbs of Beijing to learn art. Brother Qi and Uncle Qi were living next door to Master Tan's house at that time. Brother Qi and Uncle Qi were from Jiangnan. When my uncle went on a study tour to the Northland, he brought Brother Qi with him. At that time, Brother Qi was just studying at the Enlightenment School. His minister was weak, and the homework arranged by Master Tan was not enough. He often had time to go to the next door to watch Brother Qi study. That's how we got to know each other. Later, Uncle Qi decided to teach the two of us together. However, I was so stupid that I didn’t even learn the superficial aspects of Uncle Qi. Brother Qi, on the other hand, has learned the true biography of Uncle Qi.

Emperor Jing blinked, and then blinked again, trying to understand the meaning of Wei Yan's words.

"That is to say, you have nothing to do with him?" After hearing the long passage, Emperor Jing was a little displeased, but he didn't know what he was displeased with, so he deliberately chose an understatement answer, asking Wei Yan came to make sure that he chose not to listen to Wei Yan's praise of Qi Yuanheng.

"You can't say that. The minister and he have known each other since they were young, and they studied together...um..." Wei Yan's next words were interrupted by the emperor's movements.

Emperor Jing already knew what he was unhappy about.Isn't it childhood sweethearts who have known each other since childhood?They are still studying together, so do we still have to talk about childhood sweethearts?

Originally, Wei Yan's time with him was not too short, but at this moment, Emperor Jing discovered that there was someone who knew Wei Yan earlier than him. He sensitively felt a threat, and it was purely an instinctive reaction. You can rest assured that you can put a mark on your body.

"When I wake up tomorrow, I will go home and rest for two days."

"On the [-]th day, go to the palace and bid farewell to me before leaving."

"Think of me along the way."

"When you arrive in Youzhou, you are not allowed to have a good time. Even if the local officials have a banquet, you are not allowed to go to prostitutes."

"Just do whatever you want to do, and don't do superfluous things. Let me put away all these things with a soft heart and pity."

"Hurry up and come back after the matter is over, dare to dawdle on the road deliberately, and see how I will deal with you when I come back."

"Remember to use the ointment every day. If I'm not around, you can procrastinate or forget it. I will check it when I come back."

"Take care of yourself, don't be thin and haggard when you come back, I will feel sorry for you."

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To the emperor's whispers, Wei Yan could not react other than nodding yes, and it was too difficult for him to react otherwise in this situation.

Such a well-behaved reaction naturally made Emperor Jing very satisfied, and he wanted to be gentle and favored in every possible way, until the ugly words were exhausted, and they gradually fell asleep hugging each other.

Last night, Wei Yan clearly heard the emperor's promise that he could let him go home when he woke up. Although his head was not in a very clear state at the time, he could be sure that he heard correctly.

So what is the emperor doing now?

Wake up is wake up, as for letting him go home, judging from the current situation, it is simply his wishful thinking.

If he is not going to court today, the emperor is very reassured that he can't afford it, that's all he can do, but he even drags him along.

At dawn, Wei Yan wanted to get up quietly, but as soon as he sat up, he woke up the emperor.The emperor opened his eyes and looked at him, and murmured the words "It's still early", dragged him into the quilt smoothly, then surrounded him with all his hands and feet, hugged him in his arms, and then he was satisfied. continue to sleep.

Wei Yan remembered that the more nervous he was, the more he was at a loss and the more he refused, the more excited the king he served would be. He had an extremely bad personality, so he could only relax his body and continue to sleep as he wanted.

After being dazed for a while, when he woke up again, it was already past Maoshi and it was Chenshi, and the time for breakfast had already arrived. The emperor was still like an octopus, tying him down, Wei Yan could only wait helplessly. Manager Gao came in and urged the emperor to stand up.

After a while, he finally looked forward to the sound of Director Gao's footsteps coming in. To his great disappointment, Director Gao didn't come to urge the emperor to get up, but came to ask the emperor whether he should put the breakfast in the bedroom.

The emperor squinted his eyes and whispered the word "Zhun" above his head. After a while of orderly and silent fuss, they also rinsed their mouths and washed their faces, and put breakfast on the high table next to the dragon bed.

Full and lustful.

This was the first reaction in Wei Yan's mind when the emperor touched his palm through the hem of his coat after breakfast.He suddenly recalled some episodes that he didn't want to recall, and finally found that the possibility of him "death to exhaustion" on the dragon bed seemed to be higher than waiting until the emperor got tired of letting him go.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Unexpectedly, the emperor stretched out his hand and just put his arms around his waist, and asked softly.

The emperor's warm palms covered his sore waist. The heat from the palms penetrated through the skin, as if it could reach the whole body. Wei Yan's head was pressed into the emperor's arms, and the tip of his nose was filled with the faint body odor of a young and healthy body. , mixed with the scent of incense on the clothes, Wei Yan seemed to have the illusion of being so warm that he was about to suffocate.

The emperor's tone was gentle at this time, and his movements were even more gentle, as if it was another person who tore apart his bones last night and tossed him fiercely, no matter how much he begged.

The cat cries and the mouse fakes mercy.

Wei Yan slandered very carefully, trying not to show any dissatisfaction on his face.If the emperor wants to ask the teacher about the crime, it is a crime to slander him, but he has no courage to let the emperor know what he really thinks at this time.

After being touched by the emperor for a while, he couldn't help snorting a few times, and leaned against the emperor's body. Although he felt that the emperor was pretending to be merciful, this kind of touching still made him feel so comfortable that he just wanted to continue to sleep.

He closed his eyes involuntarily, and was dazed for a while, vaguely feeling that his hair was being played by the emperor for a while, and then his fingers were being played with for a while, and then he was woken up by the emperor's words.

"Your fingernails are growing, let me cut them for you."

Wei Yan opened his eyes and looked at his nails, only to reveal a little fingernail on the side, which could not be related to the word "long". Wei Yan really wanted to discuss the definition of length with the emperor, but He then thought that the emperor would very likely become angry on the spot when he had no words to argue with, and the promise of returning home to him might be even more distant, and he just swallowed the words that came to his lips.

The emperor can cut it if he wants, no matter how much the emperor likes to have trouble with him, he will not deliberately cut off the flesh on his fingers, Wei Yan stretched out his right hand resignedly.

Emperor Jing gave an order, and soon a maid in the palace sent a tool for cutting nails.

The small golden scissors made a slight sound, and tiny nail shavings began to fall onto the white towel laid out under his hand.

Wei Yan watched all this with bated breath, and soon he realized that his fear just now was absolutely unnecessary.The emperor held the scissors very steadily, and his expression was serious and careful, without any intention of hurting him.The emperor is an emperor, so his mind should naturally be as broad as the sea. If he thinks he wants to embarrass himself by cutting his nails, it should be because he treats the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Thinking so, Wei Yan continued to watch the emperor's movements, watching him first remove all the excess nails with scissors, then smooth them with a small file, and finally polish them with a special thick wire forging.Wei Yan didn't know where the emperor learned the skill, but to be honest, the emperor's skill was no worse than that of the maid in his family who specially fixed his nails.

"How about it, isn't my workmanship not bad?" Emperor Jing took care of Wei Yan's right hand nails in one breath, and then held up Wei Yan's finger to show off to him with a smile, "This is your great blessing, Only the queen mother has enjoyed such service from me."

"Your servant is terrified." Although the emperor's craftsmanship is really good, but let the emperor serve him personally, and he is treated like the empress dowager, how can we not make Wei Yan feel terrified, and he will stand up and salute after hearing this.

Seeing Wei Yan trying to stand up and salute on the couch, Emperor Jing gave him a blank look and stopped him with one hand.

"Lie down and don't move, give me the other hand."

……

"foot."

"Your Majesty, you don't need this... foot, I will do it myself." Wei Yan quietly retracted his foot to the side, refusing to take it out.

"Foot, don't make me repeat."

Emperor Jing put on a serious expression, and quickly grasped the sole of Wei Yan's reluctantly sticking out as he wished, and cleaned it up with three strokes.

"I even painted patterns on it for my mother before." Emperor Jing touched Wei Yan's soles and said in a low voice. He seemed to have thought of something, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

He suddenly remembered that a long time ago, when the queen mother was taking a nap in the afternoon, he stopped the announcements from the people around the queen mother, sneaked in, trimmed her mother's nails, and painted beautiful patterns on them. More than a dozen maids in the palace came to practice to make sure nothing went wrong.

At that time, their mother and son were the only ones for each other, but now... Emperor Jing secretly sighed in his heart, and now, every word and deed between them has profound meanings, and they are inseparable from the struggle for power in the family, country, and world .Such a scene, such a mood, may never have the opportunity to relive it again.