The one who came to Yumen Pass to announce the decree was the emperor's close minister, the imperial prince, the scholar of Longtuge, and Xie Xian, who was also a scholar. This person and Zhou Tai are the emperor's old team, when the emperor is still the prince, Xie Xian is his chief staff, for decades, this Taifu has been loyal to the country, very trusted by the emperor, and has a far-reaching influence in Shilin.

"The edict said: Xiahou Yong, the general of the town army, defended the country and the border; slammed the Huns; Outstanding achievements; I am very relieved. Now it is sealed as the jade gate, and the city of Pengcheng is sealed. Forget about arrogance and rashness, rectify the three armies, and make new contributions! ”

When Xie Xian read this, many people were already stunned, and many old people in the house wanted to cry excitedly. Fenghou, looking at Dahua for hundreds of years, there are only a handful of people who have won this honor. Even the chief general of Shanhaiguan, the champion general Yang Zaixing, is just an earl, and this is in exchange for the lives of his two sons.

What Xie Xian said next, everyone didn't listen to it, and all the generals and maids of the Ding family thought in their hearts that from now on, they were not the subordinates of the General's Mansion, but the subordinates of the Hou Mansion, so the monthly money would definitely not rise a little bit every month!

Li Mingyuan, who was in a daze, seemed to have heard his name in Xie Xian's mouth, but because he was far away, he didn't hear it very clearly.

The holy decree is not very long, but there are still 1,800 words, focusing on praising Xiahou Yong, and then praising several other meritorious ministers, but most of them are official rewards and silver, which is insignificant compared with Xiahou Yong's feudal marquis.

After the holy decree was recited, the old lady and Mrs. Xiahou personally took the holy decree and took it back to the attic of the mansion dedicated to the holy decree. Xiahou Yong accompanied Xie Xian into the living room to chat.

After the masters left, everyone immediately dispersed, but the topic of discussion was how much the monthly money would rise next month, and the house would be much more lively in the future, and so on.

Li Mingyuan was not interested in these topics, he was interested in what Miss Xiahou looked like? How could it be the same as the back of her favorite in her previous life? The answers to these questions he was eager to know.

Li Mingyuan returned to the house, lay on the bed, and couldn't help but recite his favorite poem in his previous life: Twilight is late in spring, before Baihuazhi. Peach blossoms are planted year after year, and they bloom when the intestines are broken. This peach blossom poem touched countless people back then, including Li Mingyuan.

"Huh!" Just when Li Mingyuan was infinitely sad, a light sigh suddenly came from not far from him.

"Who?" Li Mingyuan rolled in an instant, got up and stood up, and at the same time was secretly surprised in his heart, although he was a little distracted, but even if ordinary people walked lightly, they should be able to hear it, and today it actually made people close. If this is an enemy, I don't know how I will die.

At the moment when Li Mingyuan raised his head, he was instantly stunned, and the woman standing next to him was the woman who was standing next to Mrs. Xiahou when he announced the decree, but he saw that she was dressed in white and was dressed in snow, without any ornamentation, and she was spotless. The fingers under the sleeves were as cold as jade, clutching an ebony hole flute, and the knuckles were red, as if they wanted to grasp the flute into the flesh and blood. The eyebrows are like thin willows, the eyes are like cold stars, and the jade people at the end are difficult to draw, but the spirit is too lonely, with some arrogance to look at the world, just look at it, and the body is shocked, and you can't take your eyes off.

"Zhou Zhou!" Li Mingyuan, who has always been very arrogant, has never passed by Li Mingyuan at this moment, his eyes turned red, and it is not difficult to see the status of these two words in his heart.

At this time, the room was very quiet, and only Li Mingyuan's rapid breathing could be heard, but compared to his excitement, Xiahouqin seemed very quiet, as if in her eyes, Li Mingyuan was just a dispensable existence.

"Twilight spring is late, before the hundred flowers. Peach blossoms are planted year after year, and they bloom when the intestines are broken. Did you make this poem? Xiahouqin was the first to speak, breaking the silence in the room.

"Yes! Do you like it? Li Mingyuan's words actually had a trace of trill. It's not that his psychological quality is not good, but his heart is already surging at the moment. In his previous life, he had a crush on someone who had been in love for half his life and could not forget it until he died, but now he is standing in front of him alive, and the excitement, relief, doubt, and satisfaction of all kinds of emotions are not something that ordinary people can comprehend.

Li Mingyuan's answer was not inappropriate in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Xiahouqin's ears, it was disrespectful to himself. It is no wonder that she has been accepted by Fan Qinghui, the contemporary head of Cihang Jingzhai, for nearly 20 years, and she has learned to frame justice and guide the world situation. What he pursues is the cultivation of the Heavenly Dao and the attainment of immortals. In her opinion, all kinds of trivial things in the world are just caused by human greed. Do you like Li Mingyuan's sentence? made Xiahouqin feel that the young man in front of him was too Meng Lang, although he had some talent, it was difficult for him to succeed.

Poor Li Mingyuan didn't know that as soon as he opened his mouth, he had already left a stain in the hearts of the beautiful people, but fortunately, Xiahou Qin was also a generous person, so he just frowned and continued to speak, "Since you did it, what is the name of the poem?" ”

"Peach Blossom Poem!" Li Mingyuan said word by word.

"Peach Blossom Poem!" After Xiahouqin savored it, he looked at Li Mingyuan again and said, "Although you are talented, you speak openly, if you don't repent, I'm afraid you will suffer in the future!" Xiahouqin admonished seriously, but when she looked up, she found that Li Mingyuan's starry eyes were staring at herself, with love, care, excitement, and many emotions that she couldn't say.

"This pompous kid is so rude!" Xiahou Qin's last trace of affection for him disappeared in an instant, and after snorting lightly, he turned to leave. And Li Mingyuan, who was infatuated, didn't stop him, because he was already happy and heartbroken at this moment.

I don't know how long it took, but it wasn't until Gao Zhiming came to look for him that Li Mingyuan came back to his senses, but it was already nightfall, and the bright moon was hanging high

Today's Gao Mingyuan can be regarded as mixed, with Xiahou Gui's care, the generals in his hometown do not bully him, and the arrangements for him are also some easy work, Gao Zhiming also knows very well that all this of his own is won by Li Mingyuan for himself, so he always wants to repay Li Mingyuan for his kindness.

"Brother Li, what are you doing, go to the dining room to eat! The Great Shogun and the Chincha-sama are gone! As soon as Gao Zhiming entered the house, he was in a hurry.

Li Mingyuan, who came back to his senses, wiped his saliva and said dissatisfied, "They can eat as long as they eat, what does it matter to me, I'm not hungry!" ”

"But Lord Qincha wants you to go too, hurry up!" Gao Zhiming didn't talk nonsense, picked up Li Mingyuan and ran to the dining room.

"Zhiming, you slow down, don't be in a hurry, we have to have grace, do you understand demeanor?" Li Mingyuan was pulled by Gao Zhiming and couldn't break free, which shows how hard this kid used. Along the way, Gao Zhiming was like carrying a little chicken, and dragged Li Mingyuan to the dining room.

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't eat it!" Seeing that the table had not yet opened inside, Gao Zhiming couldn't help but pat his chest and smooth the airway.

"I said don't worry, you don't believe it, your family is the first to eat at the table, I'll teach you today, remember, the more official it is, the better it is, otherwise how can it reflect his authority? If he has no authority, will his subordinates listen to him? Li Mingyuan reprimanded fiercely with a straight face.