When Qinglan woke up the next day, her body was so stiff that she couldn't do it, as if she had been crushed by five hundred tanks at the same time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

(What an exaggeration, five hundred tanks?) Do you make bolognese? ）

“... Thirteen, I can't move..."Qinglan whispered embarrassedly for help.

Oops, my ass is about to hit someone's face, this sleeping position... Isn't it too bottomless?

Thirteen slowly lifted the slender thigh on his waist with some helplessness, and then slowly lowered the other thigh on his calf with his knees, and then turned around.

"Are you feeling better now?" Mama Guan is so incompetent, how to teach sleeping etiquette!

However, seeing the flickering apricot eyes of his daughter-in-law, watery and full of innocence, the dissatisfaction in his heart suddenly came to naught.

Thirteen pinned the hair on Qinglan's cheeks behind her ears and said softly, "Does it still hurt?" ”

"Hmm,... Aches all over the body. Qinglan grabbed Thirteen's arm with her index finger and coquettishly.

Thirteen held his daughter-in-law's hand, his eyes full of guilt: "It was me who Meng Lang last night." ”

Qinglan Lao's face turned red, and she pushed Thirteen, "Hurry up, I don't want to enter the palace to thank you later." ”

"Well," Thirteen was still holding his daughter-in-law's flesh and reluctant to let go of his palm, his lips quickly brushing between his fingers, "Later, you can look at my face, except for my father and mother, as well as my eldest brother and sister-in-law, (you) don't have to save anyone's face." I will protect you. ”

Qinglan nodded obediently, sure, a new daughter-in-law of mine is a newcomer, how can she "fight" with those brothers and sisters-in-law who have stepped on the hot ground!

"Those people say that they are my brothers, but none of them want me to be well, and even—" Thirteen lowered his eyes, and when he raised his eyes again, he returned to his normal clarity, "So, if you feel uncomfortable, give him (her) back on the spot, don't worry about me." ”

Tut-tut, thirteen, you're going to spoil me like this!

After Thirteen finished speaking, he pulled the bell rope at the head of the bed, and in a moment, the grandmothers and maids who were waiting in the yard in the morning rushed in.

Mama Shen was the first to "rush" in, and the first thing she did when she entered the house was not to look for Yuanpa, but to find her underwear.

Qinglan squatted on the toilet with her bare ass and bared teeth, and there were several pains...

******

The wheels scurled along the morning mist-soaked cobblestone, and Hariran leaned on Thirteen's shoulders and was drowsy.

"Don't sleep," Thirteen cupped his daughter-in-law's face and helped her sit up straight, "I can't sleep, I'll catch a cold." ”

"So," Qinglan half-squinted, "Before your brothers got married, (the emperor and Jiang Guifei) didn't arrange a trial marriage for you... What's that? "You know.

Thirteen couldn't help laughing, and asked rhetorically, "What?" ”

Qinglan glared at Thirteen, "Don't interrupt, say it quickly!" ”

"It's ~~~ Lady-sama." Thirteen wanted to habitually touch the top of his daughter-in-law's hair, but when he raised his hand, he realized that such a complicated peony bun was not within his ability, so he stopped his hand and said, "It's the rule set by my great-grandfather." ”

Emperor Yuan Qi? It's him again!

It seems that many of the bad habits of the previous dynasty were "suppressed" by the domineering of the founding emperor.

He'll be... Pioneer of the Traversal?

Also, the "man who controls the soul" referred to by the shaman god I saw in the Northeast at the beginning could be Emperor Yuan Qi?

Qinglan sighed dejectedly, maybe she would never know the answer.

Thirteen thought that Qinglan was unwell, and put her hand into his sleeve.

Qinglan's hands and feet are cold in winter, and even in dog days, her body is cooler than others. Thirteen thought about finding a few medicinal recipes to supplement his daughter-in-law.

A soft sedan chair had been prepared at the gate of the palace, and Qinglan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want to "walk" through most of the palace on such a cold day.

Finally, Qinglan met the legendary Emperor Yuan Qi, a moment she had been looking forward to for a long time.

However, this ancestor was not one of the faces she was familiar with, and perhaps this old ancestor was really extraordinarily forward-looking.

The court painters are all first-class beauty experts, with more brushes and one less, one hook and one stroke, the whole temperament has completely changed, don't ask Qinglan how she knows.

After sacrificing the emperor and queen of the past generations, Qinglan twisted her sore waist and hip bones to the Qinzheng Palace.

Emperor Jingtai has just left the court, and he looks in a good mood.

The ministers are all "tested-and-tested" people, and this morning is just a routine "gathering", who dares to touch the emperor's brow today, and not to mention offending more than one or two.

For example, the newlywed Duan Wang and Lord Shu, such as the Zhongyi Marquis Mansion and the Ji family, and then the emperor and the crown prince.

- Unless the skull falls off, wow!

So the early dynasty dispersed without saying two words, and those two sentences were still congratulations to Emperor Jingtai. When Thirteen and Qinglan arrived at the Qinzheng Palace, Emperor Jingtai had just finished breakfast.

The best among the top people like Emperor Jingtai has already cultivated a pair of seventy-seven and forty-nine petals, and he can't see the pride on his younger son's face.

Okay, well, at least the youngest son is very happy at the moment, thinking about it like this, Emperor Jingtai really has a sense of relief and pride in being a father.

"Go, bring the "Qingming Riverside Map" that I collected."

Father-in-law Shi was stunned, why did the emperor change his mind? The minion still has the pair of ancient jade you turned out last night in his sleeve!

Qinglan hurriedly lowered her head to hide her over-open mouth. Qing Qing Qing ... Qingming Riverside Map?! Your Majesty, it's too distracting for you to send a wedding gift!

This and this, this picture can neither eat nor drink, and have to be served every day, my family is so big, in case someone steals it one day...

Oh my God, that's a head-off charge!!

Thirteen immediately knelt on the ground to thank him, and Qinglan also knelt down, lowering her head so that no one else could see anything wrong.

Emperor Jingtai thought about it, and rewarded the pair of ancient jade to the young couple, "I hope that the two of you will respect and love each other in the future, cherish the people, and not fall into government affairs." ”

Mutual respect and love are good wishes, and the people are the foundation of the royal family, and not falling into government affairs is the central idea!

Thirteen pulled Qinglan to kneel down and thanked him again: "Father, the sons must not forget the father's earnest teachings, and do their best for Dashun, so as to seek the peace of Haiyan and prosper forever!" ”

Bang bang bang ... My husband said it was bleaching~ bright!

Gonggong Shi knew in his heart, it turned out that the emperor, you didn't send the picture of Duan Wang and his wife on a whim.

"I am very pleased to hear this." Emperor Jingtai wants such a guarantee, of course, he pays more attention to the result.

Your Majesty, uh no, Father, it's not that you don't care about giving gifts, it's too special to speculate on people's hearts!

******

With Emperor Jingtai in charge, King Yu and all the princes gave a valuable "meeting gift", and the attitude was also very friendly, and the little couple also drank two teas together.

By the time Qinglan and Thirteen arrived at Kunning Palace, it was already "stuffed" with warblers and swallows.

The balm was overflowing, and Qinglan only felt that her chest was greasy.

"Yo, our bride is here~~~"

The long incisors, no, it is Prince Zhuang and Princess Zhuang, and the "sharp-eyed" one found someone.

Thirteen took Qinglan's hand, walked up the steps together, and entered the main hall at the same time, the eyes of the long front teeth flashed, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain.

Jiang Guifei smiled like Maitreya Buddha, she hated dealing with these "daughters-in-law" the most, including Zhu Yuanjin. Who called her a concubine, if her name is not right, she will naturally be unpleasant, and she has been angry in the past.

Shu Qinglan can be regarded as the only daughter-in-law who can get into the eyes of Concubine Jiang Guifei, her daughter-in-law.

After drinking her daughter-in-law's tea, Concubine Jiang Guifei gave Qinglan a beautiful makeup box, but as for what was inside, no one knew.

Jiang Guifei was unwilling to let the princesses have a chance to speak again, but Qinglan deliberately did not open it, and it was useless to persuade Changyan and others.

Hmph, sister just doesn't open it, are you curious? Isn't it uncomfortable to hang?

It's uncomfortable!

I want you to be uncomfortable!

Jiang Guifei was also very satisfied with Qinglan's style, and she went back if she didn't agree with her, and the reader would not scold people around the bush? Don't be funny, I'm sorry for those little saplings that were printed in books!

Alas~~~ Hongu has not been so enjoyable for a long time~~~!

"What treasure did the mother give you?"

Along the way, Qinglan held the box and no one was allowed to touch it, like a child who had won a treasure.

Qinglan smiled slyly, "I won't tell you!" ”

Thirteen was sly, "Believe it or not, is there another way for you to say it willingly?" ”

Qinglan's smile stiffened, don't, my sister is still hurting now!

"Huh?" Thirteen raised his eyebrows upwards to reveal a "threatening" smile.

Qing Lan was immediately defeated, and reluctantly leaned on the ear of the thirteen and whispered: "In addition to a set of head noodles and silver tickets, there are also several identity deeds. ”

One of them is about Mama!

******

Back at Duanwang's Mansion, there is still a big mess waiting for Qinglan to deal with.

For example, the personnel arrangements in various places in the inner courtyard, especially the warehouse and kitchen, must not be sloppy at all.

Li Shun is the chief butler, and all the guards and servants led by him are all waiting outside the front hall of the main courtyard at this time, kneeling densely in a courtyard.

Qinglan flipped through the account books, and the more she flipped through them, the more frightened she became, so many people, can you afford it with the idea of thirteen?!

"Or... Shall we cut some guards? "Five hundred, five hundred private soldiers is not a lot.

Thirteen rubbed the wrench on his thumb, "Didn't Master hand over all the belongings to you?" "Isn't a million silver enough?

"That's not enough to make ends meet, no, it's worth making ends meet!" You have to save some money, you make money to support these people?

"Well, you don't have to worry about this part of the guard's expenses, don't you have to worry about it?"

"You, you..." you can't be greedy for military spending or something, are you?

Thirteen clapped his hands, "That's it." ”

Well, if you remove a thousand people, then there are more than 300 left, and 10,000 taels of Yulu is probably enough.

"My fifty female guards..."

The thirteenth big hand waved, "The master is also covered!" With that, he walked out.

Qinglan bit the head of the pen and was quite satisfied with Thirteen's answer, which is about the same~!

Oh, don't go, you haven't said where the money is coming from!

******

On the third day, when they returned to the door, the little couple went with a big bag and a small car, and came back with a big bag.

Thirteen really admires his mother-in-law's fancy cooking method, and even pickles can be pickled in more than a dozen patterns. No, just the pickles will be moved back to several jars, and I don't know if I can eat the Buddha jumping over the wall tomorrow morning.

Since then, the little couple has been at home every day, playing the piano and painting, appreciating the snow barbecue or something, and inviting three or five friends to sit at home, but none of them went to the appointment.

(Nonsense, who wants to be this light bulb!) ）

On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, Emperor Jingtai led a group of sons to the imperial tomb to worship their ancestors, as a bride, Qinglan had the honor to accompany her, and went to the wedding tomb with the thirteenth.

Nowadays, rich families will build a carriage like Thirteen, and there is no "copyright" at all, so this time I went to the imperial tomb, and it was a big carriage with rubber wheels.

The cold wind in the wax moon is biting, and there is no shelter around the imperial tomb, and the north wind is even more unscrupulous, and the faces of the people who blow are painful.

The royal sacrifice is simple and simple, it is nothing more than offering incense and burning paper to worship the ancestors and the like; But it's complicated and complicated, the imperial tomb is too big, and you have to worship one by one, this worship is three kneeling and nine knocks or three kneeling and three knocking, and Qinglan's knees are all blue.

Although she didn't wear much more than a bear, Qinglan still froze her nose and tears. After the incense is not finished, I don't know who has one more mouth, but it actually hooked Emperor Jingtai to suddenly go to see how his mausoleum was repaired on a whim.

The juniors can't stop it, so let's go~

It can be said that the underground palace of Emperor Jingtai is the most magnificent in the imperial mausoleum, and the outermost copper door is more than half a meter thick, which shows its solidity.

The front hall is also decorated with distinctiveness, and the two walls of Yongdao are engraved with the exploits of Emperor Jingtai over the years.

Qinglan had seen a lot of novels and movies about tomb robbing in her previous life, but she had never seen what the ancient tomb looked like, and today it can be regarded as a feast for the eyes.

The underground palace is quite magnificent, from the front hall to the main hall, it takes about a quarter of an hour to walk, it can be seen that the imperial tomb covers a wide area.

Wow~~~

The main hall is even more incredible, the magnificent atmosphere is not enough to describe the shock in front of me, my God, it is good to be the emperor, not to mention anything else, this tomb alone is enough!

As for whether future generations can keep the foundation of their ancestors, will the tomb robbers be worried, and everyone will still care about this when they are dead~!

Death is a dreamless sleep, and it must be very comfortable to fall asleep in a bedroom like this...

"Bang dang!"

Before Qinglan YY was finished, he was scared half to death by the collapsed corner of the ceiling, this is the rhythm of burying everyone alive!

"Escort! Escort! ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

A burst of sand swept along with the site of the collapse, and Qinglan was pulled out by Thirteen like the wind, and she didn't care about any solemnity or not.

When everyone ran out, almost all of them looked at each other with a disgraced face, the emperor, the emperor will definitely be furious!

Only Qinglan is still in a stunned state, what kind of quality is this? Return to the Imperial Mausoleum!

Emperor Jingtai's face was even more gloomy than that of Sanjiu Cold Day, "Go, let Yan Shifan kneel at the noon gate, and I won't allow him to get up if he doesn't speak." ”

Yan Shifan is the squire of the Ministry of Works, and the main person in charge of the construction of the imperial tomb.

In addition to the howling north wind, the imperial tomb showed a silent and desolate appearance.

"Go back to the palace."

Everything was carried out in silence, and everyone did not dare to breathe, lest they be burned.

Gonggong Shi made a cup of hot tea for Emperor Jingtai, "Your Majesty, you are angry." ”

Emperor Jingtai's eyes were sharp, and he seemed to be able to see into the distance through the planks of the carriage and see someone.

"Alas~" The emperor, who was no longer young, retracted his gaze and sighed softly: "Yan Song, Yan Song..."