"You are Chen Mo?" Concubine Zheng Shu circled around Chen Mo, her mouth snorted, and finally stood opposite Chen Mo and said: "Some heroic spirit, different from other chamberlains, no wonder Your Majesty made an exception." ”

"Yes," Zheng Youde echoed with a smile, his expression on his face changed greatly, and he was much kinder: "The emperor hasn't set up a personal eunuch for many years, and as soon as the news came out today, it was like a northwest wind, not our family, and now in the entire Da Nei, there is no one who doesn't know your father-in-law Chen's name." ”

Speaking of this, he changed his words, and complained with a straight face: "You too, you signed up for your surname early, why is our family ...... There are a lot of father-in-law Chen, our family is dizzy, don't be like our family...... There are too many open guns and hidden arrows in this palace, and we can't help it! ”

"The seniors are too polite." Chen Mo maintained his usual humility, and did not get carried away because of the other party's praise: "It is within the responsibility of my generation to be loyal, and the younger generation will learn from you at the end, and it is too late to learn from you, how can I blame it?" ”

"Well said, no wonder Long Live made an exception!" Zheng Youde rubbed his hands, repeated the old saying, and repeated it again.

"Look at you," Zheng Shufei glanced at Zheng Youde with a smile, and retracted her gaze to fall on Chen Mo again: "According to this, didn't you lie to us when you said that Your Majesty was coming to this Yanqi Palace tonight?" ”

Zheng Shufei has a goose egg face, Danfeng eyes, and Qiong's nose and lips are moist, and she is not very beautiful, but she is innocent and innocent all over her body, which makes people feel pity unconsciously.

Chen Mo looked Zheng Shufei up and down, and finally landed on her face, nodded, without any distractions in his heart, and said with a smile: "Niangniang is borrowing the courage of the villain, and I don't dare to lie to you...... Congratulations to the mother, congratulations to the mother. The villain dared to say, long live the only favor, this once-in-a-lifetime joy, I hope that the mother will stay young forever and add a dragon as soon as possible! The villain is fat, but he wants to ask for a reward......"

"It's really interesting for you to talk," Zheng Shufei smiled, her flowers trembled, and she glanced at Zheng Youde: "I'll take ten taels of silver to reward him later, no, twenty taels...... Don't look at it, everyone, hurry up and pack up and get ready to take over...... Lao Zheng, you go and take a look at those salaries, let people unload the car and burn it quickly, the hall is deserted, and when His Majesty comes over and knows about it, he should be angry again. ”

"Yes!" The crowd commanded in unison and dispersed. It's just that when he stepped back, there were still people who looked back at Chen Mo from time to time.

As the saying goes, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and this is not a deception.

Zheng Shufei lives in the warm pavilion on the east side of the apse, and the pavilion is a small hall, with a wooden bed in the corner, which is where the palace lady who serves closely sleeps. Further inside, a purple bead curtain was opened, and it was Zheng Shufei's residence. The inside is spotless, and a few plum plants are inserted in a thin-waisted porcelain vase on the windowsill, and the fragrance of flowers is faint, making the whole room seem more and more cold.

Soon, a little eunuch came in with a brazier, one on each of the four corners of the ground, and one on the kang table. The fine charcoal burns colorless and odorless, and the temperature in the house quickly climbs and becomes warmer.

Zheng Shufei sat cross-legged on the kang head to be a female celebrity, and Chen Mo sat diagonally opposite her, talking to her across the kang table. The two are of similar "age", and Chen Mo deliberately flatters, giggling from time to time, and the atmosphere seems to be very harmonious.

There was an exquisitely crafted hourglass on the dresser, and when the fine sand on the upper part was about to run out, Chen Mo got off the kang and stepped forward to wait for it to be flipped, there was movement outside, and Zhu Yijun arrived.

Zhu Yijun should like black very much, the inside is a black dragon cotton regular clothes, a black lynx fur cloak outside, a beam crown and jade belt, with his slightly chubby figure, he looks heroic and heroic.

Chen Mo noticed that Zheng Shufei's Danfeng eyes were full of brilliance, and her joy was beyond words, and she was like a girl in love when she saw her sweetheart.

"Silly girl, do you want to die?" Zhu Yijun lovingly reached out and stroked Zheng Shufei's slender waist, and whispered to her ear.

A cloud appeared on Zheng Shufei's fair face, and she stabbed her head into Zhu Yijun's arms again, nodded imperceptibly, and hummed like a mosquito in her nostrils.

Zhu Yijun laughed heartily, suddenly bent down and hugged Zheng Shufei horizontally, and strode inward. Chen Mo tasted it with his heart, feeling that the other party's laughter was more of a pleasure to break through the taboo, and his rebellious character was faintly expressed. couldn't help but sigh secretly, and said in my heart that it was good to be an emperor, and even sleeping with the woman he loved had to have many restrictions, so what was the point of this emperor doing it?

Chen Mo suddenly vaguely understood why he would not go to court for a long time in the later period of Wanli, he did not work hard, but he did not have the courage of his grandfather Zhu Houxi to kill decisively, and he had no way to deal with the increasingly acute contradictions and party struggles in the inner and outer courts, and he was disheartened by the aggrieved emperor's career, so he could only choose to treat it negatively.

He was a failed emperor, not only left behind a thousand years of infamy, but also his wish to be in the same cave with Concubine Zheng after his death could not be fulfilled because of morality and etiquette. From this point of view, he is also an emperor full of pathos.

What should you do in the face of such a complex person?

Chen Mo suddenly had a feeling that a dog biting a hedgehog had nowhere to put his mouth, and suddenly regretted that he didn't study science well when he was in school, otherwise he would have improved firearms, made steel, made steam engines, and rejuvenated the country through industry, where would he still worry about it?

The hibiscus tent turns over the red waves, delicate and delicate, the most beautiful Wushan**......

Zheng Shufei's personal palace e, Hongxing and Qiu Ju, had already made a slight snoring sound, Chen Mo sat on the futon next to the bed, his nose was wafting with the unique virgin fragrance of a girl, and his ears echoed with the gasps of Zhu Yijun and Zheng Shufei inside, his eyes were closed for a long time, and he was still not sleepy.

The voice inside finally gradually subsided, and after a long time, it became silent again. Chen Mo shook off the blanket on his body, quietly got up and moved his stiff muscles, sat down next to the brazier in the corner with a futon, pulled the brazier with fire tongs, and looked at the suddenly lit red coals.

After a long time, he suddenly had some urgency to urinate, got up and was about to look for the bedpan out of Gong, suddenly felt weak in his legs, his stomach turned over the river and the sea, his mind was spinning, he was frightened and quickly held on to the pillar next to him to stand still, glanced at the brazier next to him, and a terrible thought quickly flashed through his mind: Could it be the gas?

In later generations, he once had the experience of China Gas, if he hadn't found it in time, he would have lost his life a long time ago, and the feeling of China Gas was deeply ingrained and engraved in his heart. Now as soon as I think of it, I immediately broke out in a cold sweat, forced myself out of the warm pavilion, opened the window on the porch outside, and faced the cold wind for a long time, and the feeling of boredom in my chest slowly faded.

He let out a long breath, and suddenly found that there was a dead silence behind him, and he couldn't help but beat wildly: It's bad, patronize yourself, forget Zhu Yijun and Zheng Shufei!

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