Chapter 43 Layout
When Wen Yong woke up, it was already dark, and Li Xiao'e was leaning on the side of the bed, her nose moving lightly, and she made a faint breathing sound. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Wen Yong's got up and woke her up, and Li Xiao'e asked with concern, "How does Your Majesty feel?" ”
Wen Yong shook his head and said, "Damn, I was unconscious at a critical time." ”
Li Xiao'e helped Wen Yong and let him lean on him: "Your Majesty, rest assured, the concubine has ordered the palace gate to be closed, and the imperial doctor who came has also been temporarily placed in the palace, and the Weiyang Palace is the same as usual." ”
Wen Yong stroked her somewhat haggard face and asked, "Has anyone come to see me during my injury?" ”
Li Xiao'e replied: "The queen mother has been here with several uncles. ”
Wen Yong raised his eyebrows and asked with concern, "Who arrived first?" ”
Li Xiao'e recalled for a moment and replied, "It's the queen mother and the Duke of Qin." ”
"Wenzhi."
Wen Yong muttered in a low voice, and his face became a little gloomy.
Li Xiao'e saw that his face was not good, and asked, "Your Majesty, how are you?" You have to call the imperial doctor. ”
Wen Yong waved his hand and said, "No need, I'm fine." What time is it? ”
Li Xiao'e replied: "It's the second watch." ”
Wen Yong thought for a while and said: "The fourth watch wakes me up, and tomorrow will be a normal morning." ”
"Your Majesty, take a rest again, the concubine will be by your side, and wake you up when the time comes."
Li Xiao'e carefully put Wen Yong down on the dragon bed and carefully arranged the brocade quilt for him.
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Because Wen Yong presided over the government normally, there was no turmoil in the court, and he passed the early dynasty smoothly.
After the court, Wen Yong enjoyed Li Xiao'e changing the dressing for herself with her smooth satin hands, her hands were very light, although she was not very skilled, but compared to the old imperial doctor in the palace, Wen Yong's body and mind were much more comfortable when the beautiful queen served her to change the dressing.
"Xiao'e, you have seen all the body of your husband. It's not fair, or yours will show me! ”
After she bandaged it, Wen Yong smiled and took her into his arms, and somewhat rudely poked the tip of his tongue into the small mouth of the fluttering, chasing the light fragrant tongue, greedily sucking the sweetness of the other party.
After many years of marriage, Wen Yong still can't help but want to tease this elegant woman, as if it is a very interesting thing to break the demure on her face.
Li Xiao'e, who couldn't stop breathing, got up from Wen Yong's arms and said with a little disgust: "Your Majesty is a concubine again." ”
Wen Yong recalled the fragrance left between his lips and teeth: "Who made my queen look like a fairy, and her temperament is like a firework that does not eat the world." I am a mortal, and in order to prevent the fairy from leaving, I can only use some means to pull her into the mortal world. ”
Li Xiao'e's face was slightly red, and she leaned over Wen Yong's body, listening to Wen Yong's heartbeat quietly, and felt that holding him was like having everything.
"Your Majesty."
Just when Wen Yong was about to correct the queen on the spot, Fu'an rushed in from outside the door at an inopportune time.
Li Xiao'e hurriedly left Wen Yong's arms and sorted out her makeup.
Wen Yong asked, "What's the matter?" ”
Fu'an said: "Commander Wen has an urgent matter to see. ”
Wen Yong put on the dragon robe and said, "Let him come in." ”
Wen Xin said eagerly after seeing the salute: "Your Majesty, something is wrong. For some reason, the assassination spread in Chang'an City, some people said that it was done by Wen Hu, and some people said that it was revenge by the Hu people. ”
Wen Yong snorted coldly: "After so many years, I still only use some shady little tricks. ”
With the help of Li Xiao'e to take care of the dragon robe, Wen Yong got up and ordered: "Swing, Jin Wangfu!" ”
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Knowing that Wen Yong was coming to the Jin Palace, Wen Hu's servants were already waiting outside, "Meet Your Majesty, my prince is already waiting in the palace." ”
As the emperor, he personally visited him, but Wen Hu held his own identity, Wen Yong was slightly unhappy in his heart, but he said quietly on his face: "Lead the way." ”
The servant took Wen Yong to the study and turned to retreat, and Wen Yong walked in alone.
The study room is spacious and bright, and a good sandalwood fragrance comes to the nose, and the bookshelves here are neat and orderly. There was a book case in front of the window, and the tea on the case was already boiling, and Wen Hu was standing in front of the case and waiting.
"The old minister greets Your Majesty."
Wen Hu rarely saluted Wen Yong.
Wen Yong stepped forward, held his hands and said, "Cousin is polite, you and I are originally a family, didn't you say that you are commensurate with your family in private, so you are closer, why be polite." ”
Wen Hu got up and said, "Your Majesty, please take a seat." ”
"Cousin, please."
Wen Yong politely entered the seat with Wen Hu.
The two sat facing each other on both sides of the bookcase, Wen Hu took the teapot from the table, skillfully made the tea and handed it to Wen Yongdao: "This scholar never lets his subordinates enter, and he does some sundries by himself, which makes His Majesty smile." ”
Wen Yong took the tea and said: "My cousin's study is very elegant, if it is disturbed by the laity, it is not beautiful, no wonder the cousin has to do the things in this study." ”
Wen Hu raised the teacup and said, "It's still my cousin who understands the old man, and how about tasting this tea." ”
Wen Yong took a shallow taste and tasted back: "The tea rhyme is long, the lips and teeth are fragrant, and it is indeed a rare good tea." ”
Wen Hu twisted his beard and said, "Cousin likes it, you might as well drink a few more cups." ”
Wen Yong shook his head and said: "Tea needs supplies, just taste it, if it is for the appetite of the stomach, it is not beautiful." ”
Wen Hu smiled and praised: "My cousin can understand the word moderation, and he should have three points of fire in politics." ”
'Pretending old fox. ’
After Wen Yong secretly cursed in his heart, he said with a solemn expression: "Actually, I came today to ask my cousin to come out of the mountain again to assist the government!" ”
Wen Hu said: "The old man is recuperating these days, and His Majesty will not also govern this Great Zhou very well, in fact, it is the same whether there is an old man in the court or not." ”
Wen Yong didn't want to let Wen Hu continue to hide behind the curtain and manipulate, he had to pull him from the position of a chess player into the chess game!
With a plan, Wen Yong said with a sincere face: "In the past, Taizu collapsed, and my cousin was ordered to set me the foundation of the Great Zhou. Today's situation is difficult, there are Hu people in the north watching, there are Qi countries in the east, and Chen countries in the south are about to move, so in the autumn of danger, how can my cousin bear to let go, where will I go in Da Zhou? ”
"This."
Wen Hu hesitated a little, and Wen Yong took advantage of the situation and bowed: "Please cousin help Wen Yong again." ”
Seeing that Wen Yong's words were sincere and did not seem to be fake, Wen Hu finally gave up his original plan, got up and said: "My cousin values it so much, the old man can only sacrifice his life to serve the country." ”
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Out of the Jin Palace, Wen Yong got into the carriage back to Weiyang Palace.
Wen Xin asked: "Wen Hu's return to seclusion is when His Majesty sweeps away the filth in the court, why do you still invite him to go out of the court to govern." ”
Wen Yong sneered: "People like Wen Hu are the easiest to be complacent, only when he has ambition will he show his flaws, but now that he has retracted it, it will give people a feeling that it is difficult to swallow." All I have to do is pick him up again, and the higher I stand, the more it hurts! ”
After speaking, Wen Yong closed his eyes and quietly recuperated, "Wen Zhi, now the abacus that provoked me and Wen Hu to fight can be regarded as empty!" ’