It was the beginning of summer in Beijing in May, waking up in the morning, the birds were chirping outside, Qi Liang took a deep breath, stepped out of bed and moved his muscles and bones, last night he thought about it for a night, and also tossed and turned for a night, and now he was in pain.

Dressed in white, with long sleeves and no buttons, it is very ugly, but it fits well, the fabric is also good, there is no feeling of scraping flesh on the body, Qi Liang turned around, observed himself left and right, this is the first time he has seen a new self, short figure, slightly bloated, and suddenly lost: "Even if I look ordinary, my figure is still so poor, how can I mix it in the future?" He couldn't help but miss the "Qi Liang" of the past!

There was a sound of footsteps outside, and then there was a sound of warblers and swallows talking, and the door was pushed open heavily, and a few women and men entered.

Qi Liang didn't know any of them, but at this time, his eyes were glowing with blazing light, just like Brother Pig seeing Chang'e!

"Forehead! The princess has come to see you! Xiao Liuzi bowed humbly.

A woman at the front, dressed in plain white, with a golden hairpin in a cloud-like bun, her skin is white and red, her twin peaks are thriving, and her pretty eyes are full of heroism.

"Beauty!" Qi Liang secretly praised, and she was the kind of classical beauty she had never seen before.

"Is the husband well?" The woman was dissatisfied with Qi Liangse's bewildered eyes, and this was the second time she had seen such a look from a dead fat man, the first time on the wedding night.

"Could it be that this beautiful woman in front of her is the legendary Princess Heshuo Jianning?" Qi Liang's eyes were sluggish, but he was overjoyed in his heart, "Am I still his husband?" Hit the luck! Hit the luck! It's worth dying! It's worth dying! ”

Seeing that Qi Liang was unruly and unruly, and did not pay homage when she saw her, Princess Jianning was even more dissatisfied: "The forehead is sick, please go to bed and rest!" She has always been uninterested in Wu Yingxiong, and marrying Wu Yingxiong is also a political need, so the two rarely have sex together after marriage.

"Out of the way!" Qi Liang came over in a trance, and was secretly confused: "Didn't the novel say that Princess Jianning was arrogant and unreasonable?" ”

"Father!"

"Father!"

Two young teenagers came out.

"Father?" Qi Liang was dizzy, "Does Wu Yingxiong have a son?" I didn't hear he had a son! ”

In history, Wu Yingxiong had two sons, the eldest son Wu Shifan and the youngest son Wu Shilin!

has not been married yet, but two sons suddenly appeared, Qi Liang couldn't accept it for a while, he was at a loss, and retreated again and again.

In the eyes of outsiders, they just thought that he was sick again, Xiao Liuzi hurriedly helped Qi Liang to bed, Princess Jianning drank Wu Shifan and Wu Shilin, and said indifferently: "Caiyun, Caixia!" Lotus seed ginseng soup for the forehead! "Caiyun and Caixia are Princess Jianning's personal maidservants, the two of them are beautiful and beautiful, and anyone is a beauty-level character in Qi Liang's eyes.

"My body hasn't recovered yet! Please also take a break! Without waiting for Caiyun and Caixia to put down the lotus seed ginseng soup, Princess Jianning politely waved her hand and led everyone away.

Qi Liang still wants to touch Princess Jianning's hand, otherwise it's good to touch Caiyun and Caixia's hands! I didn't expect to leave in a hurry, it can be seen that the relationship between Wu Yingxiong and Princess Jianning is really not very good!

There was no human touch, Qi Liang sat down dejectedly, and lost his temper, "Let's go, let's go!" ”

Xiao Liuzi thought that Qi Liang's prince had a temper again, but in fact, Qi Liang was just irritable because of the eye-catching beauty.

"Forehead! Please drink ginseng soup! ”

Qi Liang was not angry: "My face has not been washed, my mouth has not been rinsed, what ginseng soup do you drink?" "He's talking about things with the standard of living in his previous life.

The person of "Wu Yingxiong" is not very good-looking, but when he is angry, there is a fierce anger between his eyebrows. "Get out! Get out! You get me out too! ”

Xiao Liuzi trembled when he was reprimanded, and replied in a trembling voice: "Yes! Be! Slaves retreat! Slaves retreat! ”

After being bored in the house for a long time, Qi Liang was so idle that he called Xiao Liuzi in again. It's funny that he wants to go out for a walk, but he doesn't know what to wear or how to get dressed.

"Greetings!" Xiao Liuzi came in in a panic, glanced to the right, and found that the bowl of lotus seed ginseng soup was still there.

"I'm going out!" Qi Liang sat on the edge of the bed with his feet crossed.

Xiao Liuzi immediately stepped forward to serve, helped Qi Liang take off his pajamas, and then handed over his official clothes, after a busy while, Qi Liang stood in front of a large bronze mirror, and felt good - majestic, extraordinary! It is true that people rely on clothes, and horses rely on saddles!

Qi Liang walked out of the room, and immediately a few guards with knives flashed out, all of them were tall and burly, Qi Liang was a little shorter than them, he was secretly unhappy, and walked forward with a calm face. The little six sons on the side shouted constantly, Qi Liang couldn't understand what he was shouting, but it was very fresh, and the little six sons' shrill voice like a woman was exactly the same as the voice of the eunuch in the TV series in later generations.

When he went out to the door, there was already a big sedan chair waiting, Xiao Liuzi suddenly rushed to the front like a cunning rabbit, and humbly scooped up the sedan curtain, Qi Liang realized that Xiao Liuzi's previous shouting was originally making a line arrangement.

"Why do you sit in a sedan chair?" Qi Liang frowned, glanced at the palatial arrangement in the sedan chair, and a faint fragrance wafted in.

"Isn't the master going out?" Xiao Liuzi froze, stunned for a while.

"I just want to go out on the streets!" Coming to this strange world, Qi Liang felt new to everything.

Xiao Liuzi is muddy, what official uniform do you wear when you go to the street? At first, Qi Liang said that he was going out, which he understood as going out on business.

"Do you want to go back and change your clothes?" Xiao Liuzi asked worriedly, his forehead was confused again, and he didn't know what he was doing when he went out, so he had to be reminded to wake him up.

"No need!" Qi Liang waved his hand, and walked forward without taking a sedan chair.

Xiao Liuzi was frightened and said urgently: "Forehead! Forehead! Where are you going? ”

Qi Liang took it for granted and said, "Go to the street!" ”

Xiao Liuzi was frightened: "How can the forehead walk on the street?" ”

"Why not?" Qi Liang has an instinctive aversion to sitting in a sedan chair, believing that it is a product of feudal society.

Don't even know this? This is common sense! It seems that the forehead master is not lightly ill! Xiao Liuzi bowed: "The lord of the forehead walking on the street in an official uniform will shock the people, and it is very unsafe!" ”

"Is it that serious?" Qi Liang disagreed, it was not common for officials to wear official uniforms on the streets in later TV dramas?

Xiao Liuzi said: "It doesn't matter if some petty officials go to the street in official uniforms, but you are the son of the world, and you should be the forehead!" ”

Qi Liang thought about it, nodded, and walked towards the sedan chair.

Xiao Liuzi then reminded: "Don't you remember, Lord? A few days ago, you were assassinated by a group of assassins on the street, and you fell into a coma after being hit in the head, and you didn't wake up until yesterday! ”

Qi Liang stopped and listened, it turned out that Wu Yingxiong's illness was because of this!

Hearing that there were assassins, Qi Liang hesitated, should he go out on the street? Thinking about what Wu Sangui did in history, there must be a lot of enemies, Wu Yingxiong is his son, how can it not hurt Yuchi? I couldn't help but be timid.

"Lord! Still going out on the streets? Xiao Liuzi asked softly.

Qi Liang gritted his teeth: "Up!" Why not go on? It is impossible for a person to hide for a lifetime, and more importantly, he knows that Wu Yingxiong's death in history was by no means due to an accident.

"But! Need to send more guards - guards! Qi Liang habitually called the guards bodyguards, and immediately changed them back when he found something wrong.

"Wow!" Xiao Liuzi bowed.

The first time he sat in a sedan chair, Qi Liang was not only fresh but also fresh, he looked left and right excitedly, swayed his body and moved his buttocks, but immediately slowed down his movements, for fear of increasing the burden of several sedan chair drivers. In fact, he is purely worried, the sedan chair is very stable, and the sedan chair drivers are flat and steady, walking like flying.

The sedan chair was very comfortable, the breeze gently blew the curtains on both sides, the street scene flashed in the shaking, and the surroundings were clean and quiet, until they turned a corner and walked out two hundred meters, and they did not hear the noisy noise. Qi Liang opened the corner of the curtain, the street was bustling, crowded, the shops and houses on both sides were lined up one after another, scattered, the women were warblers and swallows, graceful, the children were laughing and laughing, lively and lovely, the only thing that disgusted Qi Liang was the swaying braids on the street.

Seeing the braids, Qi Liang couldn't help but reach out and touch it back, it was so thick and long, he felt a kind of shame for no reason. "! No man, no woman, no kind, you must cut off this 'pig tail'! He swore secretly.

In addition to braids, Qi Liang is also interested in feet, the book says that in ancient times, women were beautiful with "three-inch golden lotus", but now the streets are full of big feet that are like flying! Is there a mistake in the record?

He poked his head out to see what was going on, and just then Xiao Liuzi came over and said softly: "Lord E! An official sedan chair came ahead! ”

Qi Liang didn't know the etiquette and didn't think so: "If you come, you'll come!" What does it matter? ”

Xiao Liuzi shook his head secretly and said busily: "Otherwise! Lord, there are many etiquettes in officialdom! ”

Qi Liang remembered that this was the case, and was anxious: "What should I do?" ”

Xiao Liuzi said proudly: "If you sit still, the other party will give way!" "He is very experienced in this regard, and I believe that the other party cannot be too noble, unless he is a member of the royal family!

The two sedan chairs were close, Xiao Liuzi looked at it carefully, and ran up to report again: "Lord! Coming in front is the secretary of the military department - Lord Nalan Mingzhu! ”

Although Qi Liang is not familiar with history, he still knows a little about Nalan Mingzhu, who is one of the two major ministers of Kangxi, proficient in Manchu and Han culture, capable of doing things, enthusiastic about people, able to speak well, good at political affairs, and is a historical figure.

Qi Liang was thinking for a while, and the two sedans had been facing each other for a minute or two. Qi Liang was about to get out of the sedan chair, and a tall and mighty official had already drilled out of the official sedan chair opposite, which was the Shangshu Nalan Pearl of the Ministry of War.

"Forehead!" Nalan Pearl is handed over.

Qi Liang stood still, not knowing how to respond, but carefully looked at one of the twelve ministers of the Qing Dynasty, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, wide forehead and long ears, and a tall figure, really a good talent, good temperament!

Seeing that Qi Liang didn't move, Nalan Mingzhu was secretly stunned, what's the big deal about a prince who has no power and no substance?

Seeing this, Xiao Liuzi hurriedly lowered his voice and reminded: "Master E! Greetings! ”

Qi Liang was in a trance, learned the appearance of Mingzhu, and arched his hand: "Lord Mingzhu!" ”

Mingzhu's face was slightly better, and she asked, "Where is the prince going?" ”

Qi Liang pouted and smiled: "Go shopping!" Then he asked, "What about Lord Mingzhu?" ”

Mingzhu's loud voice: "Humble and enter the palace to see the saint!" ”

Qi Liang Zhifun: "Don't delay Lord Mingzhu's business, Lord Mingzhu, please!" ”

Mingzhu faked: "Wu Gong please!" But in his heart, he wondered: "What's wrong with this one?" In the past, this prodigal prince was all stammering when he saw his own official! ”

Qi Liang was polite: "Lord Mingzhu, please first!" ”

The two of them were polite, and at the same time they said goodbye and returned to the sedan chair, Qi Liang vaguely caught a glimpse of the resentment in the corner of Mingzhu's eyes at the moment he turned around, he didn't know why, and his heart was suddenly uneasy.

"Casually shopping around and wearing official uniforms, a 'hostage' puts such a big stinky shelf, and you will die an ugly death at that time!" Mingzhu scolded secretly, but on the surface he quietly got on the sedan chair.