After marrying a wealthy vegetative person Chongxi[Transmigration Book]

Another two months passed, and every time Jinmiao took a rest during this period, Huo Xinhong always used all kinds of lame excuses, "I want to take you to visit Jiangle Town" and "I want to explore the culture of the Central Plains" to invite him to go out together.

"I said, after all, you are someone close to Khan. Is it appropriate to go to other countries all the time?"

The two met in a teahouse that day, Jin Miao saw that he had prepared the Four Treasures of the Study, and joked:

"Why don't you seem to be busy with business all day?"

Huo Xinhong replied speciously: "My business is here, can Miaomiao teach me how to paint?"

"What do you want to draw?"

One can tell at a glance that what he bought are all high-quality paper and ink, but Jin Miao's mind is not here, so he asked in a deep voice:

"If I teach you Danqing, can you tell me the truth?"

Mo Mo's hand paused, Huo Xinhong's expression did not change, he only raised his eyes and asked:

"I've been telling you the truth all along."

"But not all of them."

Taking a panoramic view of his actions, Jin Miao spread out a piece of rice paper and went straight to the point:

"Three nights ago, I saw you meeting General Yan in the camp."

The chief general colluded with other countries, this crime is too serious, Jin Miao dare not act rashly, and consider exploring Huo Xinhong's tone first.

After waiting for a long time for his answer, Jin Miao instinctively took a step back, his eyes were instantly cold to freezing point:

"You said that as long as the Queen Mother and Khan are in power, Yanning will definitely be an ally of Dajin. So Yanning is about to change, or your regent has changed his mind?"

Not wanting to believe that General Yan would cooperate with the enemy, Jin Miao gritted his teeth, how could he...

"I shouldn't have told you so early, but you will know sooner or later that Khan has reached an agreement with King Cheng. Within five years, Yanning will not be an enemy of Dajin, and will send troops to fight against the Renwu tribe and Luoyin for Dajin. family."

Even though he guessed Jin Miao's reaction, when Huo Xinhong faced his glaring eyes, he couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart:

"You may ask, why is it King Cheng and not the emperor? Because King Cheng has united with the peasant army who rebelled, and the rebels are about to attack the capital from the southwest. The general is your father. General Yan also knows about this, and he is in harmony with the surrounding defenders. The general discussed it and refused to send reinforcements to the capital."

Jin Miao shouted: "How is it possible?!"

"In less than a month, the matter will be resolved. The relatives of the current family in the capital will be secretly escorted to Heishui City within two days. You will soon receive letters from your mother and other family members."

Knowing that he would not be able to accept it for a while, Huo Xinhong stepped forward and comforted him:

"Every sentence above is true, but you must not spread it, or it will be bad for you. This is the safest place for you."

As if the whole body of blood rushed to the top of the head, Jin Miao understood in an instant that Huo Xinhong had hinted at every sentence before, but he was the only one in the whole world who was kept in the dark.

"I want to be alone."

Turning her back, Jin Miao covered her eyes with one hand, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Don't follow."

My father suddenly changed from a respected veteran of the dynasty to a general of the rebel army. Jin Miao's mind was confused, should he stay here?Or should he resign and go away?

Citing the illness, Jin Miao locked herself in the room for two days without seeing anyone.

"Nephew, are you in good health?"

At noon on the third day, General Yan knocked on his door and said in a low voice:

"There is a place I want to show you."

Shen Mo changed into casual clothes, and Jin Miao opened the door with two dark circles under her eyes. Seeing that General Yan was also wearing casual clothes and carrying a small burden, he motioned for him to follow.

The two came to a remote wasteland on the west side of the camp. Jinmiao was shocked to see the wooden signs standing upright, all of which were simple birthday names. There were hundreds of pieces of them:

"This is?"

"On the left are the tombs of relatives who died in the flood three years ago; on the right are those who died of famine two years ago."

Putting down the burden, General Yan took out the ingot candle inside, put it in the pit and lit it, with a serious expression:

"In these years, the Empress Dowager and Nine Thousand Years have been in great power. The Emperor has listened to slanderous rumors and levied miscellaneous taxes. The people are in dire straits. The tomb over there is the old mother of Vice-Lieutenant Cai, who died of starvation at home because all the food was collected as blessing tax. It took three days to find out; there are countless soldiers whose families are old and weak, and few of them can survive the natural disasters for many years."

Looking at the burning fire, General Yan's back looked more and more vicissitudes, and he said hoarsely:

"Nephew, do you know that in the past few years of disasters, the military rations sent to the border were confiscated on the way, and less than half of them were left in the hands of the soldiers. However, the emperor was ignorant of this matter because the mastermind behind the scenes was the uncle of the country. Ask, regardless of the life and death of the soldiers at the border. Two years ago, it was still Princess Zhaoyang—the queen of Yanning Kingdom at that time who ordered people to throw food across the river in private, so that the people in the city would not all starve to death.”

Standing up, General Yan turned around, eyes full of exhaustion:

"These soldiers left their hometowns just to ask their families to live in peace, but the monarch did not protect their relatives. Why should they sacrifice their lives to protect his territory?"

Jinmiao had heard what he said a long time ago, but she didn't expect the situation to be so serious...

Back at Daying that day, Jin Miao did receive a letter from her mother, and what was written in the letter was exactly what Huo Xinhong said.

It didn't take long for the news that General Jin had joined the rebel army to reach the border, followed by a military order ordering General Yan to escort the "rebel" Jin Miao back to the capital.

"Nephew, don't worry."

Pulling Jinmiao aside, General Yan cast a gloomy glance at the herald who was taken down, and gestured to the soldiers:

"Cui Lun and I have already made arrangements. You go to Yanning country to take refuge for a while, and Mr. Wang and Mr. Huo will take care of you."

Deliberately ignoring his leaked words, Jin Miao silently packed her bags, and under the cover of the soldiers in the camp, she arrived at the place agreed with Huo Xinhong smoothly.

"Miaomiao, are you okay?"

I haven't seen you for a few days. This time, Huo Xinhong is wearing Yanning costumes, a gray fox fur hat, and a dark black robe. He looks majestic. He sees Jinmiao's horse from a distance and dismounts:

"I prepared a whole sheep feast for you."

Jin Miao glanced at him, and said lightly: "My lord."

Sensing the alienation in his tone, Huo Xinhong clenched his fists, stretched out his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"You don't have to, let's talk in the carriage."

Stepping into the carriage, Jin Miaofang found out that this person really put his heart into it. The carriage was not only covered with soft animal skins and pillows, but also prepared with two plates of pastries and kumiss. The red sandalwood that Jin Miao loved to use was lit inside. He pursed his lips, and finally softened his heart:

"Go ahead."

"Not everyone in Yanning supports the alliance with Dajin, and many want to take advantage of the chaos to get a piece of the pie. If you hadn't saved me on the side of the road last time, the two countries might have gone to war by now."

As if afraid that he would not believe it, Huo Xinhong took Jin Miao's hand and put it in his lapel:

"In order to wipe out these forces, I have narrowly escaped death many times, but I was still slandered and planned to take the opportunity to attack Da Jin."

When the palm touched the warm skin, Jin Miao's hand trembled. Less than an inch away from Huo Xinhong's heart, there was a long scar that had just healed. The scene of discovering this person flashed before his eyes again.

If the knife is a little bit more...

"sorry."

A strong heartbeat came from the palm of his hand, and Jin Miao felt the temperature inside the car gradually rise, making his cheeks blush; the man's chest was firm and soft, and he was about to withdraw his hand, but Huo Xinhong suddenly leaned forward and quickly walked in front of him Dimple pecked.

"You... disciple..."

Concerned about the injuries on his body, Jin Miao couldn't do anything to him, so she just pulled out her hand angrily, and moved it away symbolically:

"Even if you are both men, you can't disregard etiquette."

"This is the country of Yanning, and I'm not a pure Dajin person, why should I care about those things?"

Dafang got closer, and Huo Xinhong blocked him in the corner of the carriage with one hand, and raised his chin with the other, with bright eyes, he said solemnly:

"In Yanning, as long as we are in love, we can be together. If you don't like me, tell me now, I won't rob the son of a good family."

Laughed angrily by him, Jin Miao turned her head and asked squintingly:

"What kind of son from a good family... Where did you learn it?"

"At once……"

Just as Huo Xinhong was about to explain, a follower's voice sounded from outside the car:

"My lords, here we are."

The Prince Regent's palace was even more magnificent than it looked from a distance. Stepping in from the gate, Yanning soldiers patrolling along the road saluted the two of them one after another.

What Jin Miao didn't expect was that there were ten rooms decorated in the style of the royal palace, with wooden carved Babu beds, embroidered screens, and a library library with a strong fragrance of ink...

"Do you still like it?"

Looking at his dark eyes, Huo Xinhong's heart seemed to melt away, and he boldly held his hand:

"This place was designed by the Dajin official who came to Yanning with my mother. I hope you will get used to it."

"like very much."

Since childhood, life has been simple, and Jin Miao is not some delicate son-in-law, but is attracted by a wooden sword on the wall:

"It looks familiar..."

Unexpectedly, his eyes were so sharp, Huo Xinhong showed embarrassment, and stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait!"

"This is my sword,"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Jin Miao saw the word "Miao" crookedly engraved on the hilt, and asked in surprise:

"how did it get here?"

"Stolen, stolen."

The Prince Regent who is clearly acting vigorously to the outside world, when facing Jin Miao, Huo Xinhong was as guilty as a schoolboy caught with braids, biting the bullet and trying to get away with it:

"I'll take you to another place."

"Dignified lord, you really can't change the subject!"

After worrying about other things for a few days, Jin Miao seldom smiled, avoided his hand, and asked persistently:

"When did you steal it?"

The strange thing is that Huo Xinhong refused to answer anything: "Since Miaomiao doesn't remember, it's not important."

The day after arriving in Yanning Kingdom, Jin Miao was learning about local customs with Huo Xinhong's housekeeper, when a few people suddenly came to the Yanning Palace, saying that the Empress Dowager invited Jin Miao to the palace for a gathering.

"This is?"

Leaving in a hurry, Jin Miao did not bring court clothes, but the housekeeper took out several sets of big Jinhua clothes that he had prepared earlier:

"If the young master doesn't dislike it, these were bought by the prince before."

"Ok."

After a while, Jin Miao, wearing a purple gold crown and a moonlight brocade robe with cloud patterns, sat in the carriage to the palace.

When Dou Kou was married to Yan Ning Kingdom, the empress dowager, Princess Zhaoyang, was already at the age of Ai, and she was dressed in the royal family of Yan Ning, wearing gold and silver; Talk in low voices.

"Are you the current general?"

Seeing him coming, the Empress Dowager seemed very happy, and ordered someone to give her a seat, with a bit of sentimentality in her tone:

"It looks exactly like Brother Zhangyun."

"When I was young, I was a close friend of Lord Zhen Guo. Don't talk about this, I already know about Dajin."

Zhang Yun is the name of Jin Miao's father. Seeing him raise his head in doubt, the Queen Mother covered up her gaffe:

"King Cheng is my grandnephew, and the emperor is my nephew. I can't bear to see their father and son kill each other, but if this is a doom, I believe that the heavens will protect Dajin's people."

Glancing at Huo Xinhong, she waved at Jinmiao, beckoning him to come forward, and said kindly:

"Are you still used to living here? If you have time in the future, you can come and talk to Bengong more often."

Jin Miao responded obediently, "Thank you, Queen Mother."

"The others go down first. I have a few words that I want to say to General Jin alone."

Looking at the eldest son, the queen mother said helplessly:

"Go and see if Khan is listening carefully today."

When there were only two people left in the hall, Jin Miao held her breath: "The Queen Mother?"

"Just now, Xinhong asked me to propose marriage to Lord Zhen Guo so that you two could become brothers."

Patting his hand, the Empress Dowager carefully observed his reaction and asked calmly:

"Before then, I want to hear what you mean."

Sighing for no reason, the Queen Mother explained slowly:

"Bengong understands better than anyone else that this place is very different from Dajin. I remember that on the way to get married, Bengong shed tears every night. Later, it took four or five years to spread the farming tools and knowledge of the Central Plains. Several times He also personally went into battle to repel the Renwu enemy soldiers."

Taking out a half-broken dagger from the carved wooden cabinet next to the phoenix seat, the Empress Dowager's eyes were deep:

"This is the spoils I took from General Renwu when I killed General Renwu. Do you know why I told you this?"

Jin Miao seemed to understand something: "If I marry Xinhong, will this be my future?"

"I heard from General Yan that you are a scout in the new science department. In the future, when Big Brother Zhangyun gets the merit of being a dragon, you will definitely have great achievements in Dajin."

As if she knew everything about the rebels, the queen mother looked Jin Miao straight in the eyes and asked word by word:

"So, what do you think? If you are not interested in him, after half a month, the dust will settle, and I will order someone to secretly send you back to Brother Zhangyun, but you have to swear that you and Xinhong will never meet again in the future."

"I……"

My mind went blank, Jin Miao couldn't speak for a while, and then reluctantly replied after a long while:

"I implore the Queen Mother to give me three days to think about it."

Seeing his leaving figure, the queen mother thought for a moment, took it into consideration, and quickly ordered someone to summon the guards.

After waiting anxiously outside the hall for a long time, Huo Xinhong finally waited until Jin Miao came out, and couldn't wait to step forward:

"What did the queen mother tell you?"

"Let's go back first."

The first time he took the initiative to hold Huo Xinhong's hand, Jin Miao found that he didn't hate it, and asked softly:

"Didn't you say in the morning that you wanted to show me the bloody BMW?"

"You look weird."

Keenly aware of his abnormality, Huo Xinhong couldn't press him, so he helped him into the carriage and said:

"I'm afraid you won't be used to the food here, the queen mother gave me a cook, who is a disciple of the imperial cook who came with her back then."

"Is it?"

Looking out of the window absent-mindedly, Jin Miao looked at the unfamiliar scenery, feeling confused:

"Actually, you don't have to worry about it."

Huo Xinhong had a bad feeling in his heart: "Miaomiao? What did she tell you?"

Looking back, Jin Miao forced a smile: "Secret."

The two returned to the palace, but Huo Xinhong did not go to the stable, but took him to the weapon room, and took a deep breath:

"Let's make a few gestures. If you win, I will withdraw my request to the queen mother."

Jin Miao was startled: "What do you mean?"

"I don't want to embarrass you."

After drawing a big knife, Huo Xinhong strode into the courtyard and said decisively:

"bring it on."

"You don't want to embarrass me?"

Furious at the top, Jin Miao was already upset by the Queen Mother's words, so she responded with one gulp, raising a tasseled spear:

"Then I'll come and learn the Yanning people's kung fu."

Both of them practiced martial arts since they were young, and Huo Xinhong was very good at dancing swords, and Jin Miao did not give up. Just when they were inseparable, they heard a crisp "clang" sound, and the sword fell to the ground.

"Bangdang."

Another loud bang, Jin Miao threw the long gun on the ground, and asked sharply:

"What do you mean? Don't think I can't see it. If you don't want to fight, don't fight. Who do you look down on?"

Looking at the big knife that fell to the ground, Huo Xinhong didn't speak, he just deliberately showed his flaws, betting on that person's choice.

After all, Jin Miao is just a young man who has not reached the championship. It is indeed difficult for the other party to stay with him in a foreign country for the rest of his life.

"Sorry, I was distracted just now."

Turning around without looking at him, Huo Xinhong's eyes were uncertain, and he tried his best to make his tone calm:

"I remembered something to be busy."

After breaking up unhappy, Jin Miao didn't see him show up at night, and she scolded him a few words in her heart, and Fang went to sleep sullenly.

The next day, good news came from the soldiers who reported that King Cheng's army was in such a strong state that it should be able to kill outside the capital of Dajin in less than two days.

"Pine nut fish?"

The good news made Jin Miao feel a little relieved. During lunch, he saw the familiar dishes on the table and the new cook standing outside, and said:

"Let him in"

"I don't know if the dishes still suit Mr. Today's taste?"

The new chef was born to Dajin Yuchu and a girl from the Yanning tribe. The boy is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he looks very clever:

"The sweet-scented osmanthus cake inside is my original creation. I hope this dish can be served at marriage banquets in the future."

"Marriage banquet?"

After a meal with chopsticks, Jin Miao asked in confusion:

"When will there be a marriage banquet?"

"I heard this from my father. In the coming year, the Empress Dowager intends to propose to Dajin that he send a royal marriage mate there."

With a cold sweat in his heart, the cook calmly spoke out the lines he had rehearsed several times:

"The servants are all guessing, maybe it refers to the prince, after all, Khan is still young..."

With a livid face, Jin Miao Wuming became angry: "So that's how it is."

Knowing how much his prince valued this young master, the steward of the palace saw some clues and hurriedly smoothed things over:

"You guys are thinking too much. The lord is too old for marriage. In recent years, he has rejected all marriage proposals. I'm afraid it will be the same this time."

The cook retorted in a low voice: "But the prince has always admired Dajin culture, maybe this time he will let go."

"It is not allowed to talk about the master in the palace,"

With a straight face, the butler waved the cook to go down, and smiled apologetically at Jin Miao:

"I don't know how to behave. If I disturb Mr. Jin's meal, I won't let him come up next time."

Jin Miao forced a smile: "Nothing."

Late that night, after Huo Xinhong was busy with state affairs, he thought of taking a peek at Jin Miao outside his room, but the guard came to report:

"My lord, my son is practicing martial arts in the yard today."

"Practice martial arts? Now?"

Hearing the sound of gongs and drums at the second watch, Huo Xinhong frowned, got up and asked:

"what happened?"

The guard broke out in a cold sweat: "We don't know either. It is said that Mr. Today drank a glass of prairie liquor with lunch and kumiss with dinner. He practiced for almost two hours, and he didn't seem tired."

"You're here, do you want to fight?"

After dancing with the sword for a long time, when Jin Miao turned her head, she saw the man who came hurriedly, holding a sword flower:

"I want to compete with you."

"It's too late now, how about tomorrow?"

Stopping the guards from coming forward, Huo Xinhong stepped forward slowly and said tentatively:

"Go back to sleep?"

"shameless!"

Cursing like this, Jin Miao threw down the sword, rushed forward and grabbed Huo Xinhong's collar:

"Who are you going to sleep with?"

"You're really drunk."

Under the moonlight, Jin Miao's cheeks were as red as blooming roses, and the scent of wine on his body penetrated into Huo Xinhong's nose, making his lips dry and tongue dry:

"I'll take you back to your room."

"Think beautifully!"

He reached out to push him away, but after practicing for two hours, Jin Miao was almost exhausted, so Huo Xinhong picked him up and bit him hard, and said angrily:

"Do you still want to enjoy the blessings of being equal? ​​Hugging left and right? Impossible!"

With a cry of pain, Huo Xinhong endured the pain and carried the restless man into the room, changed his clothes with his own hands, and asked patiently:

"What do you mean?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, you want to marry the concubine princess."

Sniffing, Jin Miao weakly opened his hand, and his usually clear black eyes were full of water:

"I don't want to share you with others, either it's just me, or you get out!"

"Are you jealous?"

If you can't hear it like this, unless Huo Xinhong is a fool, he finally took off his robe for Jin Miao, and his Adam's apple slipped:

"Miaomiao, do you like... um..."

Pulling his skirt suddenly, Jin Miao was drunk and couldn't control the strength, so Huo Xinhong staggered and fell on top of him.

Then he raised his head and bit the man's beautiful lips; he kissed him in a disorderly, even barbaric manner, devouring Huo Xinhong's last bit of reason...

*applaud*

The sun was warming on the quilt, and Jin Miao hugged a "stove" and rubbed it comfortably.

Until he opened his eyes and found that Huo Xinhong's forehead was against his, and the two of them were covered with the same quilt...

The world was spinning in his mind, and Jin Miao was dumbfounded. Could it be that he was drunk yesterday, and he did such a beastly thing to Huo Xinhong? !

After moving his body a little, the soreness from his limbs and even the ulterior part reminded him that something was wrong:

Could it be that he was treated like a beast? !

"you're awake?"

In fact, Huo Xinhong hardly closed his eyes. The two lingered until midnight last night. He hugged Jin Miao, who passed out, to wash and carefully applied the medicine. Lie down beside him.

Huo Xinhong gently hugged Jin Miao who looked dazed, kissed his forehead, and asked softly:

"Are there any discomforts?"

"You and I……"

The mind and body don't seem to belong to me. The memory of last night, Jin Miao only flashed intermittent fragments. When I opened my mouth, I found that my voice was hoarse:

"why?"

"Before that, can you listen to me a few words?"

The two stuck together without a single gap, and could clearly hear each other's heartbeat. Huo Xinhong's voice was as gentle as the wind:

"I will not marry anyone except you. Before I propose marriage to you, I have already thought about it. If you refuse, I will cut my ambitions and never marry for life. If I am really lucky enough to form a brotherhood with you, you Sit on an equal footing with me, we don't want to take concubines, if you want children, build lonely homes in the two countries and teach them poetry and martial arts. Does this make you feel at ease?"

The sunlight outside the window was shining on Huo Xinhong from behind, Jin Miao couldn't help raising his hand to caress his face, his voice trembling:

"Is it really possible?"

"can."

Turning his head to kiss his palm, Huo Xinhong hugged him tighter, resting his chin on his shoulder:

"From now on, let me protect you."

Feeling the excitement of the person in his arms, Huo Xinhong picked up Jin Miao's black hair with one hand and wrapped it around his long dark brown hair:

"Tie hair as husband and wife..."

"There is no doubt about love and love."

Interlocking fingers with him, Jin Miao's eyes sparkled, and she said mischievously:

"However, I still don't know how the Yanning people pursue their sweethearts, so you should do it first. It's really cunning."

"We Yanning people don't have so many tricks. We just need to make sure that we agree with each other. I demonstrated it to you yesterday, but you don't remember."

Turning over and looking down at him, Huo Xinhong had a sly light in his eyes:

"Then I'll tell you again."

Jin Miao:? ! !

At the same time within a day, receiving a secret report from King Cheng's capture of the capital and his personal guards about the Prince Regent's Mansion, the Empress Dowager breathed a sigh of relief and wrote a secret letter, implying that Princess Cheng—the granddaughter Jin Miao who gave her handkerchief Accepted as the adopted son, after the enthronement ceremony, Jin Miao will be the prince.

……

"I remember now,"

Leaning halfway on Huo Xinhong's body, Jin Miao softened into a puddle of water, and several memories suddenly came to mind:

"I gave you the sword."

Put him in the bathtub, Huo Xinhong sat in himself, lowered his head and kissed his earlobe:

"Do you remember anything else?"

Jin Miao closed her eyes, pretending not to understand what he said: "No."

13 years ago, Yangzhou City.

Separated from the guards, the young Huo Xinhong stumbled to find the way he came, but was blocked by several tall children in the alley:

"How can someone have blue eyes!"

"It must be evil!"

"monster!"

Huo Xinhong, who was only a few years old, had a smattering understanding of Da Jin's language, and he keenly felt the hostility of the other party. He hugged his head and let the gravel and rotten vegetables hit him, and couldn't help shivering.

"stop!"

A crisp voice sounded above his head, "Attack" stopped suddenly, and he quietly looked through his fingers:

Standing in front of him was a boy doll carved in powder and jade, a head shorter than him, holding a wooden sword tightly in his hand, and spreading his arms to protect him.

"You can't use more to bully less."

The sound of milk and milky voice stopped the troublesome children, and Jin Miao waved the wooden sword:

"Go away."

"Tsk, mind your own business!"

"Even you fight together!"

I don't know where the courage came from, Huo Xinhong saw that the group of people were about to throw stones at Jin Miao, stood up quickly, took the wooden sword from the man's hand, and slashed desperately at the boy closest to him.

"Yasha hit someone!"

"Ghost upper body!"

Chasing away a group of mobs, Huo Xinhong held the wooden sword in both hands, and Dajin's words were not very proficient:

"Thanks?"

"It's really majestic."

As if he was the one who beat someone, Jin Miao stood on tiptoe to pat him on the shoulder, but couldn't reach him:

"Give it to you."

"A token?"

Racking his brains to recall the clips he had read in Dajin's storybook, Huo Xinhong remembered how to repay the "savior" in it, and choked out one word at a time:

"Grow up and get married?"

"Okay."

He obviously didn't know how to get married when both of them were men. To Jin Miao, who was only a few years old, he found it extremely novel. He took off the sachet on his body, and put it in Huo Xinhong's hands seriously:

"When I become a general, let's get married."

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