Fang Ling put away his fear, calmed down, lightly opened his lips, and said slowly, "The first three sentences of this poem don't need to be ignored, the important thing is the last sentence, 'The bright moon is waiting for the king', Xiangye, your surname is Wang, the king can be interpreted as two meanings, one is the position of the Son of Heaven, the other is that this king should be a person surnamed Wang, 'the bright moon is hanging in the air', now the Ming Dynasty is worried about internal and external troubles, forgive the concubines for courage, such as today's son is not capable of turning the tide, and the military affairs are all supported by the Xiangye You alone support the crisis, isn't this exactly the meaning of 'the bright moon hanging'?

This person must not bear to see the Han family lose again and again, and the people of Li will be humiliated again and again, and lose confidence in today, so he dares to risk the world's great inaction and ask the prime minister to go further."

Fang Ling spoke wittily, finished speaking in one breath, and while speaking, she carefully observed and figured out Wang Lanping's mood, and she was thoughtful, and she could quickly capture a certain information from his face, and he was moved.

"Xiang Ye is not strange, the concubine is just speculating on the current situation to speculate on the motives and mentality of this person to send this poem, if there is any gaffe, please punish Xiang Ye"

One will be sharp, the other will be shy, and the demeanor will be varied.

Wang Lanping laughed, hugged her in his arms, and hugged her horizontally, "Whether what you say is right or not, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and I disdain all the big things."

At that moment, he kicked away the stool blocking his feet, walked towards the bed covered with a big red brocade quilt, and greedily rubbed and kissed Fang Ling's ears and incense neck as he walked, and the fragrance was bursting.

The feeling of numbness in Fang Ling's body grew, and his whole body was weak and weak, and the sound of giggles floated around, unscrupulous.

The jumping candle flame reflected the fiery red word 'Xi' on the wall, just as Fang Ling's long-awaited heart finally kept the clouds open and saw the moon at this moment.

With a little bit of wine, Wang Lanping's mood was particularly excited, but he didn't expect that even a character like Qian Xiaole, who had read Confucian classics, had the idea of changing the dynasty, and it seemed that it was time to change the dynasty.

Fang Ling's eyes were closed, and she let the prime minister rudely tear off the clothes from her and throw them away, and the jewelry on her hair bun was also scattered on the pillow, and the cyan sand was shaking.

When the last piece of silk was removed from her, Fang Ling opened her eyes, there was no shyness on her face, she seemed to have changed her mind at this moment, or rather her wish, she was just a helpless little woman before, she just wanted to have a place to live, and now she has just become the prime minister's concubine, but she has already deeply felt the satisfaction and sense of accomplishment brought by power, and she is intoxicated.

Fang Ling's delicate white hands held Wang Lanping's face, moving with his movements, letting his warm lips roam domineeringly on the inch of skin on her body, she was laughing, she was looking forward to the future.

The strong and powerful hand also forgot to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, leaving red marks on the jade-like canvas, but Fang Ling did not feel the pain at all, but involuntarily twisted his waist, still unfinished.

The candles on the candlesticks flickered a few times, and the melted wax water snaked down the red candles, swimming on them like small snakes, and the red tendons were exposed.

Wang Lanping got rid of the burden on his body and pressed it.

A greedy mosquito 'buzzed' by, looking for its heart-warming food, landed on the skin of the person on the bed, blood is its favorite, it stretched out its long suction mouth, found the target, rushed in, a hearty feeling all over its body, the smell of blood prompted it to go deeper again and again.

The red candle burned out, and a wisp of green smoke rose in the darkness, but the sound in the room penetrated the night sky, into an attic in the backyard, and into the ears of the two women who hugged each other on the bed and couldn't sleep for a long time, and Yun Niang's pillow was wet.

Du Ningning bit her lip, and finally didn't let herself cry, she hugged Yun Niang tightly, at this moment it seemed that she was the only one who really sympathized with herself.

"Yun Niang, have you slept?"

"Asleep"

"You're lying, do you hear me?"

"No, let's sleep"

"I can't sleep"

Yun Niang turned sideways and hugged Du Ningning in her arms, just like Wang Lanping hugged her before, "Don't think so much, you believe him, he cares about you, right?" ”

"But me!!"

"Don't think about it, go to sleep, no matter what, we are both good sisters, I will always be with you"

"Then you're going to sleep with me tomorrow night?"

"Well, as long as you want, I will give you company"

**

Dingguo Mansion, on the second floor of the middle courtyard.

At the beginning of the morning sun, the new house was a mess, men and women's clothes were thrown everywhere, and the sunlight shone through the gap in the window on the skin of the Shengxue on the bed, which was white.

Fang Ling was still asleep, leaning on her side, the green silk was already messily covering her fragrant shoulders, and the silky brocade quilt was removed from her body at some point, only covering half of her body, quiet and comfortable, she didn't feel that she was the only one on the bed at this time.

Outside the window, under the eaves, there was a squeaky chick chirping sound, where a nest of small swallows was waiting for the mother to start feeding for the first time of the day.

Fang Ling's red lips moved, turned sideways, and woke up faintly, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw that this was not the room she lived in before, she quickly reacted, and hurriedly turned her head sideways to look inside, but only saw that the pillow next to her was empty.

Fang Ling propped his hands on the bed and straightened up, but he didn't expect the cotton quilt to slip down again, and there was nothing to cover him.

'Ahh She screamed in her heart, and got into the quilt in shame, waiting for the time to lift the quilt again to look at her body, and her body was blue and red.

Fang Ling tried hard to recall the events of last night, and suddenly his face was red.

"Madame, are you up, the slaves and maids are here to serve you and get up"

Outside the door, two maids stood for a long time with their toiletries, waiting until they heard movement inside before they dared to speak.

Fang Ling sat on the bed, covered the traces on her body with the quilt, and combed her messy hair casually, her husband didn't know how to toss last night, and he didn't leave her a good place from head to toe.

"Come in!"

The two maids pushed the door in, and after seeing the clothes in the house, they looked at each other, but did not speak, covered the door casually, put down the silver basin and other things, and put them away.

Fang Ling asked, "Xiaoli, what time is it, where has Xiangye gone?" ”

One of these two maids is called Xiaomei, the other is called Xiaoli, there are four maids who serve Fang Ling, and two people are named Xiaofan, and the other is called Xiaofei, all of whom are palace maids rewarded by the emperor.

Xiaoli picked up the bandeau on the ground and replied, "Back to Mrs., after the hour (around eight o'clock), Xiangye went to the yamen to be on duty early in the morning, and when Xiangye left, he instructed the slaves and maids to let Madame sleep more and not to disturb him."

Fang Ling's heart warmed when she heard this, but she got up late on the first day of the wedding, she really shouldn't have it, it's all to blame Xiangye, yesterday and yesterday were even more like a war, which made her have back pain now.

Xiaoli continued, "Madam, someone from the Ministry of Rites is here, waiting in the front hall, saying that it is for the wedding of Xiangye, Xiangye said, this matter is up to you, Madame."

It is natural for the concubine to work hard for her husband's marriage, but she didn't expect that the officials of the imperial court and the Ministry of Etiquette were waiting for herself, and it was a kind of relief to be a woman to do this, but this lady's hospitality was also due to his father, and after a woman got married, she couldn't talk to other men casually, and she had seen "Female Commandment".

Xiaomei took the newly ordered clothes, waited for Fang Ling to dress up, and when all this was done, Xiaoli was about to make the bed and fold the quilt, Fang Ling had sharp eyes, and hurriedly shouted, "Then I'll come by myself in a while, and you won't have anything to do after cleaning up the house."

There was a piece of red pressed down the cotton, how embarrassed she was to let others see it.

As a first-time wife, Fang Ling's dress today is more of a dignity, and the supple green silk is pulled up behind her head, and she can only have this hairstyle all the time from then on.

There were a few golden hairpins that Xiangye bought for her on the street during the New Year, looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Fang Ling muttered to himself, "Xiangye, Fang Ling will be your person from now on, life and death, and Zicheng said; Holding the hand of the son, harmonious with the son"

After packing up, the generous Fang Ling appeared in the front hall.

Sure enough, an official in the front hall wearing a six-grade court uniform was drinking tea in the hall.

The housekeeper Zhou Hai's eyes were sharp, and when he saw his wife coming, he hurriedly bowed his waist and said, "Good morning, madam, this is Lord Liu of the Ministry of Rites."

Official Liu is just a small official of the imperial court, and when he heard that the second wife of the prime minister was coming, he hurriedly put down the teacup, got up and gave his hand, "I've seen Mrs.

Fang Ling didn't know where to learn it, it seemed that she was born with these scenes, she didn't have stage fright at all, stretched out her hand, and said, "Lord Liu, please sit down, I've kept you waiting."

Official Liu didn't dare to look directly at Fang Ling, lowered his head and said, "Madam, the prime minister's wedding is a matter approved by the emperor, and the lower officials dare not slack off.

Fang Ling waved his robe under the middle hall of the hall and sat down steadily, "Has the prime minister ever mentioned this matter to you?" ”

Official Liu said, "I mentioned it, but I just said that I would be fifty miles away from the city to greet him, but I didn't say whether he would go in person or ...... The day before yesterday, the lower official went to find the minister, but the minister was entangled in government affairs, and today he came again, just as the prime minister was going to the yamen on duty, and when he left, he told the lower officials that the matter was decided by the lady."

Fang Ling was really flattered, but there was no change in his face, "Let me think about it, Steward Zhou, give Master Liu some snacks, I'll come when I go."

**

Prime Minister's Office.

Early in the morning, Wang Lanping had just clicked Mao, and saw that Song Dali's eyes were bloodshot in front of him, accompanied by Li Dingguo, the commander of the Nanjing garrison.

Wang Lanping knew what he was doing, but waved his hand to let the way take everyone down.

Song Dali was still covered with mud, and it seemed that he did it himself last night.

"Have you taken everything out?" Wang Lanping poured him tea.

Song Dali didn't care about etiquette anymore, he was busy all night, he really didn't even bother to drink saliva, and finally got things done before dawn.

Song Dali raised his head and cooed, drank the tea, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said with a straight grin, "Do you have anything to do well when I go out, Xiangye rest assured, 200,000 stone grain, 100,000 taels of silver, no less, all handed over to Li Dingguo, right, Master Hou, you have all figured it out."

Li Dingguo arched his hand and said, "Yes, Prime Minister, it's just that General Song has always refused to tell the origin of these things, and his subordinates don't know how to deal with it."

Wang Lanping snorted and laughed, "It's nothing, don't be so nervous, that's because I used to save some belongings, everything is just for the westward expedition, vigorously, you go to rest first, remember, you will get up early tomorrow morning and leave for Songjiang, don't drink for the next two days, ah"

Song Dali said with a smile, "Listen to the prime minister, retire, Master Hou, so many things have not been transferred to the account of the household department, don't swallow it privately, I took a lot of effort to get it out."

Li Dingguo gave him a blank look, "Is Dingguo the kind of person who fills his pockets?" ”

Song Dali laughed and left.

Speaking of the Western Expedition, Li Dingguo is deeply touched, Sichuan is his hometown, where there is the grave of his parents and brothers, that is the place where he was born and raised, not long ago Zhang Xianzhong took him in there as a righteous son, and later with the help of Zhang Xianzhong's other righteous son, he fled back to Nanjing, but he threw Prime Minister Wang Cheng's mother in Chengdu.

I have long heard that for the westward expedition, in addition to the ballast grain left in the warehouses in Nanjing City to prepare for natural disasters, the rest of the grain was urgently transferred to Jiangning City to be used as military rations for the westward expedition, but in the past three months, the military rations that can be requisitioned are far from enough, not only food, but also the army, and the settlement allowance distributed to all the soldiers before the war is an astronomical amount.

Not only can he not help but also add to the chaos, the obedient envoy who suddenly appeared in Nanjing City a few days ago was his dereliction of duty, and the prime minister has not asked him until now.

Thinking about this, Li Dingguo had mixed feelings, taking advantage of the fact that there were only two of him in this room, Li Dingguo knelt down and said sincerely, "Xiangye, Dingguo has failed your trust and cultivation"

Wang Lanping, who was checking the roster of soldiers in each battalion, was confused, hurriedly put down what he was doing, and stepped forward to help him up, "What are you doing, get up quickly"

Li Dingguo's eyes were red, and the seven-foot man also cried, but it happened to be sad, Li Dingguo said, "Prime Minister, Dingguo is incompetent, and the old lady was left in Chengdu, this matter has been pressed on my hands for too long and too long, Prime Minister, please let Dingguo serve in front of the Dingguo Formation during the Western Expedition, and Dingguo will personally welcome the old lady back even if he dies, so as to repay the grace of the prime minister's acquaintance."

Wang Lanping patted him on the shoulder, "It's serious, my mother is destined to have this catastrophe, and it is beyond human power to stop it, don't go too far to your heart, you do your best, you are the commander of the Nanjing garrison, and the stakes are important, the people and thieves in the north are eyeing me Daming, you are in Nanjing, I can rest assured that I will go west, both are equally important"

Li Dingguo did not give up, "But Dingguo has no strategy to defend the city, let alone a plan to defend the enemy, what Dingguo can do is to kill the prime minister on the battlefield, and return the horse leather shroud, this is what Dingguo should do, and the only thing that can be done"

Wang Lanping said, "Don't die at every turn, I heard that your wife Ruxue is pregnant, and you can't come back from the battlefield, how can you let me explain to her?"

Li Dingguo gritted his teeth, "The big husband gave up his small family to protect the country, it is for loyalty and filial piety, if he really can't come back, Ruxue will also be proud of Dingguo, Prime Minister, when you named me Dingguo, doesn't it mean 'peace and stability'?" ”

Wang Lanping said with a smile, "You still remember, yes, but guarding Nanjing is as important as the Western Expedition, you don't have to worry, I will leave you 30,000 soldiers in Nanjing, in addition to Huang Degong's 60,000 troops stationed in the Taiping Mansion to rely on each other, and the Fujian Navy will also be deployed in Dajiang when I go west, Nanjing City will be impregnable, you just have to sit in the city, you have to remember, I want you to do more than just defend the city"

Li Dingguo was puzzled, "The prime minister has other intentions?" (To be continued.) )