Willow elm and locust camphor grow staggered along the stream. Because it has just rained heavily, the traces of flooding in the mountains are very obvious, some old trees are exposed to the roots of the river, and some dead tree trunks are scattered on the dry river.

Under a weeping willow, obliquely is a large bluestone, under the stone converges into a turbulent clear river water, about one person is more than deep, four zhang square. On the hillside on the left is the barracks built by the 500 pro-soldiers of the left sentry camp, and under the mountain road is Gao Laozhuang, from here you can overlook the whole village and see the courtyard pavilion in your own home.

In the middle of June, the weather is hot, and although the rural environment is quiet and elegant, it is difficult to sleep because of the endless noise day and night. At this time, a fragrant concubine bamboo couch was set up on the edge of the river, and Yang Ling was lying on the bamboo couch like an old lady, and the dappled sunlight sprinkled on his body, making people drowsy.

His hands and feet were wrapped in white cloths, and a fishing rod stood in front of him, and the fish drifted gently on the water, and the fish had already taken off the fish, but no one had changed the bait.

It has been ten days since he came back from Jingshi, and Yang Ling's hands and feet were blurred by the fingers of the clamping stick, and he was well under the careful service of the goddess doctor Gao Wenxin, but Han Youniang and Yutangchun did not dare to be careless, seeing that the tender flesh on his wrists and ankles was newborn, he was afraid that he would wear out the skin, so he was still tied with a thick cloth to raise him.

The Hunan Concubine bamboo couch under her is a gift from Yan Song, the Yan family is a small landlord in the local area, and when they enter the capital, they can't be ranked in the font size.

Yang Ling has always been suspicious about why there are no flaws in the soil retrieved from the emperor's tomb, and when Yan Song visited, he also tried to test it sideways, Yan Song always thought that Chengguo Gong and Wang Shouren were the ones who cheated on orders, maybe Yang Ling also knew the truth, so he didn't dare to rely on his own merits, let alone tell the truth.

But he thought that he had peeked through the secret, and his heart was itching, for fear that people would not know that he had also helped, so he couldn't help but reveal some news between his words, Yang Ling heard that it was Cheng Guogong, Wang Shouren and Yan Song who joined forces to help him tide over the difficulties, and the gratitude in his heart was naturally indescribable.

In the past few days, most of the people who have friendships and relationships such as Jinyi Wei Qian Ning and Yu Yong, the three officials of the Shenji Battalion, Liu Jin and Ma Yongcheng of the Inner Palace Yamen have come to visit in person, and those who can't leave have asked someone to send generous gifts.

These people are more than a daughter, Yang Ling was beaten, went to the vegetable market to perform a clean official show, the reputation of loyal ministers spread all over the people, and they also made a lot of money, Dai Yi, Li Duo, Ni Qian are not comparable, not only can not compare, they also have to buy gifts and come to visit Yang Ling, in this case, they also know that they can avoid death Nine out of ten rely on Yang Ling, this visit is thankful, but they all know each other.

Yang Ling once served as a waiter in the East Palace, under the jurisdiction of the James Mansion, so the James Mansion also sent someone to greet him, Yang Ling is now the emperor's favorite minister, and the moxibustion hand is hot, and the James Mansion did not dare to slack off, and even sent a Hanlin bachelor to condole.

Yang Ling is the youngest talent in Xuanfu, and he became famous at the age of sixteen. The one sent by the James Mansion is even more unambiguous, the Zhengde Emperor's attendant bachelor is named Yang Tinghe, at the age of twelve he is a prodigy who is full of Bashu, and he is directly admitted to the Juren by the special approval of the academic administration, and the Xiucai is directly admitted to the Juren, at the age of nineteen, he entered the Hanlin at the age of twenty, and that is brilliant, Yang Ling's academic qualifications are compared with others, but it is really a rice grain Guanghua and the moon to compete for glory.

Fortunately, this nearly fifty-year-old bachelor Yang is very easy-going, and he never speaks because he is full of poetry and books.

Yang Tinghe was originally only sent by the James Mansion to visit him because of the emperor's face, and he also disagreed with this talented and rocket-like darling of the emperor.

But once he talked, Yang Tinghe found that although this Xiucai's speech was disorganized, and there was no systematic concept of his views on various affairs, but every time he said something strange, he would say it in a word, or he could say that it was powerful, if he could cite a solution, although some whimsical ideas were too radical and may not be suitable for the imperial court to adopt, but this kind of superhuman insight was that many Confucians who read poetry and books could not think of it, and sometimes a casual sentence made a lot of sense when thinking about it, Yang Tinghe couldn't help but look at him with admiration, Immediately put away the slackness.

Fortunately, Yang Ling didn't know the prestige of this family, and when he talked to him, he remembered something before he spoke out boldly. Although his knowledge is not as good as Yang Tinghe's, but occasionally a random sentence may be the conclusion made by later generations of people of insight after observing history, he said it at this time, in Yang Tinghe's eyes, he naturally felt that this person was quite far-sighted and extraordinary.

This is like a naughty boy and a martial arts master, the naughty boy's unintentional words, a move, just contain what truth is in it, although he himself is at a loss, but in the eyes of experts, it is greatly inspired.

Yang Ling's unsystematic and scattered views and insights, Yang Tinghe didn't dare to think that these thought-provoking and unheard words Yang Ling himself didn't know about them, and he didn't want to talk about them deeply.

But how profound his knowledge is, just inspired by this, knotted with his knowledge and experience, naturally deduced and derived a real measure that can be applied to the government, this time Yang Tinghe did not dare to think that he was an unlearned and unskilled person, and said that this person was deeply hidden, and he couldn't help but respect him.

Scholar Yang is not jealous of talent, and when he goes back, he mentions Yang Ling and praises him a lot. Yang Tinghe is a very prestigious talent in the Hanlin Academy, with his praise, coupled with the new Hanlin Yan Song's lifeless touting, the Hanlin people who were originally dissatisfied with Yang Ling's promotion beyond the level and the Hanlin Academy who had studied hard for many years and were still in the Hanlin Academy for many years did not dare to be too arrogant, and there were many fewer people who often publicly reprimanded Yang Ling for his talent and difficult to call the big responsibility, but Yang Ling did not expect this benefit.

Li Duo, Dai Yi and others actually rushed back to Tailing after coming to see Yang Ling the next day, not that they were injured faster than Yang Ling, but now they wish they were beaten more hard by Hong Zhong, if they were carried back to Tailing to supervise the work, they would show their loyalty to the imperial court.

Yang Ling also learned to be well-behaved this time, and he didn't dare to slack off on official affairs and tell the truth, he wanted to rush back to Tailing with him, but Dai Yi thought that he was "relieved" that the third young master Wang who falsely accused him, and hurriedly patted his chest and expressed his loyalty, with a look of "I can rest assured that I will do things".

But with a smile on his face, Yang Ling didn't want to settle his indissoluble enmity with Wang Qiong, and he was even more uneasy when he saw his appearance. At this time, the current Emperor Zhengde's decree arrived, and Emperor Zhengde's decree first sent back the cliff Jinsong diagram that Emperor Hongzhi gave to Yang Ling.

It is estimated that Emperor Zhengde also knows how to compare with him and the painting level of the first emperor, so he didn't dare to smear the painting, fill in the first words and add poems or something, but he stamped a big seal. Compared with calligraphy and painting, it can't compare with Dad, then it's better than whose seal is bigger, Zhengde's square seal, about the same size as the jade seal, a good landscape painting, a boxy seal with red on it, how to look at how nondescript.

Zhengde decreed Han Youniang as the wife of the third grade, and instructed Yang Ling to recuperate his injuries and wait for the will at home.

After a few busy days, Yang Ling asked someone to move the bamboo couch and went to the mountain stream with the young lady to enjoy the cool fishing by the mountain stream. Seeing that Xiang Gong was tired, Han Youniang gently pulled out her warm and soft little hand from his hand, pulled the silky thin Jin on the side and put it on Xiang Gong's waist, and then walked away quietly on tiptoe.

Yang Ling squinted, quietly opened a slit and looked at the young lady, only to see Han Youniang tiptoe away before recovering her figure, she stood under a tree and turned around twice, looked up at it, and turned her head sneakily to look at Yang Ling.

Yang Ling was curious, he didn't know what the young lady was going to do, and when he saw her turn her head, he hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Han Youniang saw that Yang Ling was asleep, and looked around a few more times, then quickly pulled up her skirt and stuffed it around her waist, rolled up her two sleeves, quenched her spit into her palm, climbed the trunk with both hands, and climbed alternately with both hands, as fast as a spirit monkey, her pretty buttocks swayed left and right, and she climbed up the tall tree trunk with a brush.

Yang Ling was taken aback, he was afraid that Han Youniang would fall down, but seeing her so vigorous, he couldn't help but be impressed, Han Youniang stood on the trunk of the tree and looked very happy, as if she hadn't played this game for a long time.

It was an old peach tree, the lower branches had been cut off by the woodcutter, leaving only some sharp branches, and the leafy canopy of the tree hid many walnut-sized and fluffy green peaches.

Han Youniang picked some on tiptoe, took out a handkerchief from her arms and wrapped it, climbed down the tree with it back in her arms, ran to the river and took out the green peach and washed it in the river water, picked one up and took a bite, regardless of whether the peach was sour or not, it tasted delicious.

Yang Ling stood up quietly and walked over slowly, his ankles were wrapped with thick cloth bands, not so flexible, he accidentally stepped on a stone, and with a bang, Han Youniang, who had just stood up from the river, was startled, and she jumped and stepped into the river.

When she hurriedly pulled out her feet, she turned her head to see Xianggong standing beside her with a smile, and couldn't help but stand there embarrassed, shrinking her head like a child waiting to be trained, and a corner of a peach with an astringent fragrance was still exposed in her small mouth.

Yang Ling saw Han Youniang's skirt tied to the belt, one embroidered shoe drenched, six or seven small green peaches with a handkerchief in her left hand, and a half-gnawed one in her right hand, her slightly black and handsome face was red and fluttering, and there were two fine beads of sweat hanging on the tip of her pretty nose, so she stood there stupidly, and couldn't help but laugh, and said, "What bad things are you doing with my Sanpin Destiny Lady?" ”

Han Youniang has always been gentle and virtuous, Yang Ling has almost forgotten her age, look at her current appearance, only to save her from being a child who has been wild in the mountains since she was a child, after all, she is only sixteen years old now, it is the age of being greedy and crazy, but she has already run a husband and pretended to be a wife, and she has been able to endure it for so long.

Seeing Han Youniang standing there in a cute manner, showing a rare stupid expression, Yang Ling smiled and pulled down the skirt for her, brushed the hair next to her cheeks, and said gently: "I like to eat green fruits, just go back and ask my family to buy them, such wild fruits have some astringency, and they are not delicious." ”

Han Youniang's surname is naughty and active, and she has been married to this talented old man for a long time, and now she returned to the familiar mountains and forests and forgot her form for a while, and actually climbed trees to pick fruits. As a married woman and a lady of fate, she disregarded her image like this, and was really worried that Yang Ling would blame her, but when she saw Yang Ling's face full of spoiling, Han Youniang's heart was relieved, she quickly swallowed the peach in her mouth, threw away the peach that she had eaten half in her hand, and grabbed the corner of her clothes embarrassedly: "Xianggong, everyone is sorry."

Yang Ling smiled and said disappreciably: "Isn't it just climbing a tree?" Climb and climb, we don't have those messy rules", he grabbed the young lady's shoulders and walked to the bamboo couch, saying as he walked: "Don't think so much, these days at home, I only see you meditating and practicing qi, and the stick kung fu has not been touched for a long time."

Young lady, practicing martial arts can strengthen your body, it's not a low-level behavior, what's wrong with the noble lady? Don't care too much about what other people think. Don't forget, the market now says that Xiang Gong is the descendant of the Yang family, and it is natural that the Yang family's female martial arts are strong, hehe, I will ask the soldiers to open up a piece of land in the back garden, and you will still have to practice martial arts every day in the future, and Xiang Gong will also learn from you."

He sat on the bamboo couch, and with a pull, Han Youniang fell on his lap, Han Youniang struggled timidly, and then smiled silently. Yang Ling hugged the young lady's slender waist, hit her soft breasts with his big hand dishonestly, and said close to her ear: "Young lady, I have grown up a lot here."

Han You's face has just passed sixteen years old, her body is still growing, her breasts are slowly full, and her budding little breasts are bulging under the close-fitting clothes, and she was so boldly caressed by Xianggong on this mountain in broad daylight that Han Youniang's face was hot, she grabbed Yang Ling's hand and said shamefully: "Xianggong, don't, this is outside."

Yang Ling smiled, couldn't bear to see her embarrassed, took advantage of the situation and lowered his hand, as soon as he touched the watery green peach, Yang Ling's heart suddenly flashed, and he said in surprise: "Young lady, are you pregnant?" How do you love sour peaches? ”

Saying that, his hand couldn't help but touch the young lady's flat lower abdomen, Han Youniang shyly pushed his hand away and said: "No, no, people have loved to eat green peaches since childhood", she turned her face and said timidly: "Xianggong, is the young lady too angry?" ”

Yang Ling smiled and said: "How come, if we continue to work hard, there will always be, besides, if you don't live, it's not necessarily your business."

"Huh?" Han Youniang was surprised and puzzled, didn't women give birth to children? If not being able to give birth is not a woman's sin, who else can blame?

Yang Ling didn't want to explain to her those things that were too difficult to explain, and when she saw her cute eyes and a surprised and cute look, she couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek, and said with a smile: "Come on, take off your shoes, it's uncomfortable to wear when you're wet", and couldn't help but say that she took off her shoes and socks for the young lady, revealing a pair of white little feet.

A woman's feet are not casually shown to others, even if she is her own father-in-law, Han Youniang is not embarrassed to be outside in broad daylight, she hurriedly curled her feet on the couch and pulled her over the thin sand to cover it. In her heart, she was still worried about the disappointed look on her husband's face, really, they had been in the same room for four months, why was this belly so unlucky?

Xiao Nizi stroked her stomach, she didn't even have the appetite to eat green peaches, she thought about it for a long time, and she suddenly ate and said: "Xianggong, when will the emperor get married?" ”

Yang Ling's heart jumped, and it was difficult to cope with the squeak when he dropped the boots he had just taken off, the emperor's wedding was when he took a concubine, or he was ordered to take a concubine, how could he refuse?

Since he came back from Beijing, he deliberately avoided talking about this matter, but everyone in the house has adapted very much, as if the old man has taken a concubine, especially given by the emperor, and the servants in the house are proud to talk about people. Yutangchun and Xuelimei have already consciously served him and the young lady as concubines, and the sister of the jade lady screamed, which seemed to have another meaning.

Yang Ling hesitated for a moment, and said, "The emperor gave it, and the prime minister didn't know how to refuse." Yu'er and Xue'er are both good girls, but you have also seen that the officialdom is sinister, this time there are three Shangshu, and I don't know how many ministers in the court are dissatisfied with me, and it may not be a blessing to follow me."

Han Youniang put her hands on her knees and smiled lightly: "Xianggong is always worrying about the sky, the young lady really doesn't know what Xianggong is worried about, Xianggong don't blame the young lady for being bold, Xianggong, how do you think you should treat them, they will be happy and happy?" ”

She sighed faintly: "Xianggong, you don't know how happy the emperor was after he promised his relatives, but I think it happens." Sometimes I think about it, when people enter our door, what else can we do if we don't? The young lady knows that the husband loves me, but if the young lady is accused of jealousy, the young lady really won't be happy.

For Yu'er and Xue'er, being able to follow each other is their blessing. Although they are from humble backgrounds, but they value love and righteousness, when our family is in trouble, they are willing to sacrifice their lives to accompany us, and the princess is getting bigger and bigger, and the wife and concubine are full of what the young lady expected.

She said and took Yang Ling's hand and said softly: "Xianggong, then we decided to go to the court to shout grievances, and we all know that if we can't do anything, we can only accompany you to death." The young lady is your person, and death is your ghost, but Yu'er, Sister Xue'er, and Sister Wenxin have no reason to accompany us to death, we can't be sorry for others.

Alas! Now Yu'er Xue'er has a lifelong dependence, Sister Wenxin is eighteen years old and has become an old girl, but the emperor gave her to our family, and she is our family. Xianggong turned around and said to the emperor, it is better to take her in, anyway, the status of a concubine is not much higher than that of a maid, and the emperor does not care about this matter.

Speaking of which, Sister Wenxin is the most kind to Xianggong, if it weren't for the fact that Shi Chang was manipulated by her, several Shangshu adults would never confess their sins so easily, and Xianggong doesn't know how many twists and turns he has to endure to get out."

Gao Wenxin is a person who has been ordered to be relegated to slavery, and his children and grandchildren will be slaves and servants, if he finds a reason to get rid of her slavery, he will really repay others. Yang Ling didn't think about taking her as a concubine, but after the young lady's reminder, he really thought about how to get rid of her.

Han Youniang saw that he was fascinated, and thought that Xianggong was a little moved, and couldn't help but shyly add fuel to the fire: "Sister Yu'er said, looking at Sister Wenxin's posture, she is very good at giving birth, maybe Qilang and Eight Tigers."

"Hmmm! Yes? Yang Ling came to his senses, he didn't know what Han Youniang was talking about, he was about to ask again, there was a burst of talk and laughter in the artemisia grass forest under the stream, and the two pretty girls walked out of the path, saw the two, and happily called: "Master, young lady sister."

Yang Ling looked up, only to see Xue Limei, Yutangchun smiling and coming, Xuelimei was dressed in a green shirt, holding a guqin in her arms, Yutangchun was also dressed like a maid, carrying a basket, she was practicing dance and music, although she was wearing a maid costume, she still walked lightly, like the wind swinging willow branches, and the posture was extremely graceful.

Behind the two, Gao Wenxin had just turned the grass, and one of her green silk was wrapped in a green handkerchief, and she walked behind the two with a demure expression.

Yutangchun and the others arrived at the front and squatted down to Yang Ling to salute, Han Youniang did not put on shoes and socks, and pulled Xue Limei on the ground and said, "Why are you here?" ”

Xue Limei smiled: "Sister Yu made wine and food for the master and sister, I thought that if the master was bored from fishing, it would be good to listen to the music, so I hugged the piano and followed." ”

Yutangchun put the basket next to the couch, and his breath was a little panting. Yang Ling saw that she was carrying a basket and drove more than two miles of mountain roads, her delicate cheeks were covered with fine beads of sweat, and she couldn't help but say: "Yu'er, I ran here to enjoy the cold, and you are tired of running around, I really have to work for you."

Yutang Chun glanced at him with a dizzy face, and whispered with a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth: "Master doesn't have to be polite, the maid should." Gao Wenxin walked over gently, and quietly said, "Master, please let me see your injuries again"

She carefully sat on the edge of the couch, untied the cloth belts on Yang Ling's hands and feet, and gently stroked the wound for a while, seeing that the wound was not worn out when she went up the mountain this time, and the tender red new flesh in the place where it was clamped had gradually hardened, and a satisfied smile couldn't help but appear on her face.

She took out a cloth bag from her arms, spread it on the couch, took out a thin gold needle from it, and her plain white fingers made two fingers on Yang Ling's legs, and she found the acupoint and stabbed it with a needle.

Yang Ling was itchy where the new meat had grown, and when she twisted the golden needle, she felt that her thighs were numb first, and then sour and itchy, and she couldn't help but straighten her feet reflexively and kicked on Gao Wenxin's thighs.

Yang Ling only felt that his toes touched the thighs of the girl, and he shrank back in embarrassment, and said curtly: "Miss, it is this little golden needle that makes Lu Shichang fascinated!" No, is it delirium? ”

Xue Limei laughed and joked: "The master is wrong, Lu Shichang is three silver needles have become delirious, and this golden needle seems to be fascinated by someone else."

Gao Wenxin's expression was faint, as if she hadn't heard, she twisted the golden needle intently, and explained softly: "I use this golden needle to activate the blood, and the adult's injury will heal faster." Didn't Lord Jiao, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, say that the ministers of the court and the central government were arguing endlessly for the arrangement of the six Shangshu? According to the little maid, adults can't enjoy a few days of happiness."

Xue Limei looked at the expressions of the two in her eyes, couldn't help but make a grimace, and smiled at Han Youniang: "I have seen Sister Wenxin's magic needle, but I don't know if there is really a medical skill that can make people swoon, if there is really this kind of kung fu in the world, all girls in the world should learn it, and when I see the deimrated Lang Jun raise his hand is a needle, hehehe."

Gao Wenxin twisted the golden needle, and her face was still as calm as water, but Xue Limei's "seeing the beloved Lang Jun is a needle" exited, somehow, her hands were messy.

Yang Ling only felt a pain in his leg, and when he looked up, he saw Gao Wenxin slightly bowing his head, showing his neck elegantly, his skin was like jade, but he was short of breath, his breath was like an orchid, and his expression flickered in his watery eyes, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed or ashamed.

Xue Limei stuck out her tongue when she saw it, walked to the willow with the piano case in her arms, took out the piano and put it on her lap, and the piano sounded melodiously, sounding like a simple tune.

Yang Ling didn't understand, Gao Wen's heart was more than just medical skills, and he heard that the song was "Ancient Acacia Song?" , The face that had been calm for a long time finally couldn't contain a faint flush, Yang Ling only felt another pain in his legs, and said with a bitter face: "The girl hurts lightly."

Gao Wenxin bit his lip, his black and white eyes glanced at him, his delicate face was red and rich, and suddenly seemed to be full of charming femininity. She unnaturally raised her hand to pull the hair on her sideburns, buried her blushing cheeks, and held down Yang Ling's thigh just to pierce it, half of Yang Ling's body was sore, but she didn't dare to make a sound, and she couldn't help but cry out secretly in her heart.

Finally, Gao Wenxin woke up in time, and saw that Yang Ling's thighs were trembling, as if he was enduring the pain, he was busy with the needle, and changed a leg, and when she ran out of needles, Yutang Chun lifted the basket and invited Yang Ling and the young lady to dine.

No wonder Yutang was sweating in the spring, there was a watermelon in the basket, four-color delicate side dishes, more than a dozen thin and soft sugar cakes, and a pot of bamboo leaves on the top, and the porcelain pot was wrapped in a towel with a few pieces of ice stored in the kiln, and there were really a lot of things.

In June, the bamboo leaves are green and iced, this way of drinking is naturally what Gao Wenxin said, even the drinking in the flower hall where Yutang Chunxue Limei used to stay is not so particular. Gao Wenxin's father is good at wine, and there is an ice storage kiln at home, and now it is all cheaper than Yangling.

Cutting melons and drinking on the couch, weeping willows by the stream, holding a cup and holding a chopstick, red sleeves around, and all of them are beautiful, they are affectionate to him, for the ancient romantic talents, is it the most dream life? And what about modern men?

Yang Ling raised his head, and couldn't help but feel numb. Alas! Is it that I can enjoy everything I have now more realistically, and make me and the people around me happier? Whether it was intended or not, after all, all of this has come to oneself, and status is like a magnetic field, when you rise to a certain height, whether you want to or not, what should appear is always coming.

Han Youniang sat opposite Yang Ling, took a small bite of the sweet and soft pancakes, and sweetly served Yang Ling with vegetables. Yutang Chuncui sleeves were half pulled, and filled the cup for Yang Ling, the wine in the cup was golden and green, and the smell was fragrant, Gao Wenxin stood next to the bamboo couch and said softly: "Master, this bamboo leaf green is added with sand kernels, red sandalwood, angelica, tangerine peel and rock sugar, egg white, surnamed Ping to warm the stomach, invigorate blood and replenish blood, which is very beneficial to the lord's injury." ”

Yu Tangchun held the cup in both hands, and chanted in the elegant sound of the piano: "The Tian family is full of leisure. Scholars linger temporarily. Sanchun bamboo leaf wine. A song of chicken strings. Please drink this cup to the fullest! ”

I can't stand it, I can't stand it, Yang Ling is uncomfortable, this kind of "decadent and degenerate" feudal scholar life is not something that people who have not been trained and trained can deal with it calmly.

He took the cup, and just wanted to answer with a hurried expression, when someone in the distance shouted, "Lord Yang, where is Lord Yang?" Our family is Gu Dayong, and I should hear you."

"Gu Dayong?" Two days ago, Ma Yongcheng went out of the palace to buy, but he came, Gu Dayong served the emperor before, and he was easily unable to get out of the palace, he came, so the emperor

Yang Ling thought of this and hurriedly jumped up from the gentle township, hurriedly put on his boots, he just stood up, he saw more than a dozen sturdy men in green clothes and arrow sleeves, flashed out from the intersection of the grass, and a playboy paced out from behind, wearing a light pigmented arrow suit, wearing green sleeves and loose trousers, and the trouser legs were stuffed in sheepskin boots, like a lantern. This is the most fashionable dress of the children of Jingshi this month.

The boy looked very handsome, carrying a black horsewhip in his hand, and when he saw Yang Ling from afar, he laughed and said: "Yang Shiyu, I escaped from the palace with a little trick, is your injury better?" ”

Yang Ling hurriedly stepped forward to see the driver, and greeted him with a salute: "Why is the emperor here, Weichen doesn't know, he has never greeted him from afar", Emperor Zhengde smiled and raised his horsewhip and struck him on the shoulder, and pretended to reprimand: "Don't follow me to do this."

He flashed Yang Ling's shoulder and glanced back, and said: "Envy to death, if you want to fish, you can fish, if you want to eat melons, if you want to go to the mountains to sleep, someone will bring you a bamboo couch, I want to do anything in the palace, someone will give you a painful advice, and I will be out of breath when I am managed, alas!" Wow, I really want to change with you and have some comfort."

Yang Ling was taken aback when he heard it, although Zhengde was a joke, but since he was almost stabbed last time, Yang Ling didn't dare to be sloppy about these small sections that he didn't usually care about. He doesn't care, Zhengde doesn't care, but others do. In the eyes of some people, these are the etiquette that the father and son of the monarch and the minister must abide by, otherwise they are not kings and ministers, disloyal and unjust, and Yang Ling does not dare to tell the truth.

He hurriedly laughed and said: "The emperor is the king of a country, and the officials naturally have great hopes for the emperor, and they are also for the emperor's good."

Zhengde snorted stupidly, and then Gu Dayong went to the river to wash a handkerchief, ran back and handed it to Zhengde. Zhengde took it and wiped his face indiscriminately, then pulled Yang Ling's wrist and looked at it, and said happily: "Aiqing's body is good, this is good, this is good, it is difficult for me to go out of the palace, don't talk about these troubles, you don't have to pretend to advise, I know that you are different from those nerds, hehe, go away, accompany me to have a good time, I still have a big matter to discuss with you when I go back."

Yang Ling looked back, quickly glanced at Yu Tangchun and the others, motioned for them to retreat, and then hesitated: "That." The emperor might as well go to Liuxia to listen to the piano and drink, how about fishing together? ”

In history, Emperor Zhengde's lustful reputation is too loud, Yang Ling does not know history, but Ye Shi Yiwen has seen a lot, according to the above talking about Zhengde anecdotes, once said that he traveled to Xuanfu at night, saw a family and went in, he called the female relatives to be pampered, let the men of the family wait in the yard, and then go to play the next family, Yang Ling read this story, in addition to the Zhengde Emperor's hungry aesthetic views and super surname ability, but did not doubt the truth of his lust, after all, history is unanimous.

Since I met Emperor Zhengde by chance, although I can't see the slightest sign of Zhengde's lust at present, but today's environment and this mood are really easy to make people feel warm and lustful. Besides, Zhengde is growing up and is about to get married, what if he touches a woman and opens his mind? I have to guard against it.

Yang Ling was somewhat wary, so he wanted to turn the woman away and coax Zhengde to go fishing. Unexpectedly, Emperor Zhengde frowned and said impatiently: "What's so fun about listening to music and fishing?" Let's go, now that you're in good health, go and transfer your pro-army here, accompany me to the mountains to perform martial arts, and watch the soldiers fight, that's fun."

Yang Ling now has only 500 pro-troops available for training, the number is small and fine, and the ammunition is also sufficient, so at Yang Ling's request, it is common to say that military exercises in the mountains are common, Yang Ling didn't expect that the fun that Zhengde said was actually playing with guns and cannons, which was easy to do. He breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said: "It's easy for the emperor to watch the exercise, but the emperor's dragon body is precious, and he must watch the exercise in the bunker when he goes up the mountain, and he can't show up easily."

Zhengde said: "What's so difficult about this, let's go", he impatiently grabbed Yang Ling, and shouted to the young lady: "Sister young lady, I and Yang Shiyu went to watch the exercise, you can fish and listen to the music by yourself."

Yang Ling's skin on his ankles was reborn, and he didn't dare to walk too fast, he raised his hand to Han Youniang, and walked on the mountain path with the joyful Zhengde, and sniffed the grass with a strong smell of artemisia, and asked casually: "What important matters does the emperor have to discuss with his ministers?" Do you want the minister to go to Tailing to supervise the construction? ”

Zhengde walked in front and said casually: "You can just put your name on the affairs of Tailing, now Dai Yi and a few people are working very hard, and there is no noise in the court, you don't have to worry about these things."

Don't you know, wow, now that there are a few officials missing from the Sixth Ministry, I don't want to use the white-haired old man anymore, and I want to appoint you as the secretary of the Criminal Department, but a large group of old men don't agree, saying that you don't have enough virtue and talent to take on this big responsibility, and I'm so angry that I can't do it. Or use great shrewdness to come up with a good idea for me."

As soon as Yang Ling heard that these eunuch brothers had helped him come up with a good idea again, his heart couldn't help but rise. I only heard Zhengde say in a heartfelt manner: "Didn't they say that you are not talented enough and are overwhelmed by the heavy responsibility? I told you to attend the feast, and give a good shock to those dead old men, by the way, you know the feast, right? ”

Since Zhengde succeeded to the throne, hundreds of officials have continued to ask the emperor to reopen the sutra feast, Yang Ling has long heard of it, how can he not know what this sutra feast is? As soon as he heard that Emperor Zhengde asked him to attend the banquet and go to talk about the scriptures and Taoism with the civil and military officials who were full of poetry and books, discuss the rules and regulations, and discuss the major affairs of the court and politics

(To be continued)