In the first month of the fourteenth year of Yong'an, a sudden heavy snow wrapped the entire Yecheng.

Just after the end of the New Year, groups of people called Huazi seemed to emerge from the ground, picking up those wealthy families to beg in a heap. The imperial court was worried about their own face, so they also sent people from the city defense camp to drive them away a few times, but those beggars all resisted as if they were dying. After coming and going, the beggar was not only not dispersed, but caused chaos in the city, and even the civilians who had not been disturbed by the beggar could not sit still.

Seeing that things were getting bigger and worse, the imperial court had to temporarily change its plan and turn the expulsion into regulation. The beggars were also interested, and they didn't cause any other trouble, except for begging in different places. As for the begged master's family, if he is willing to reward food, he will reward money, and it doesn't matter if he doesn't reward anything, the beggars will not fight or rob, and they will not deliberately surround and disperse.

After a long time, the court has become accustomed to it, and the people of this Yecheng have also become accustomed to it, and the only one who feels unaccustomed is probably the one sitting in the imperial city.

The beggars begging wantonly damaged the royal face and slapped the emperor's face.

No, the emperor, whose face was beaten so badly, was sitting in the palace with a sad face.

"Hasn't Gu Xiang returned to Beijing yet?"

The young and beautiful concubine pinched a fruit and sent it to the emperor's mouth. The Emperor glanced at it, shook his head, turned his face to the side, and sighed again.

"I've made three decrees in a row, but Gu Yanqing, a bastard, just refuses to return to the court."

"Your Majesty—" The concubine shouted delicately, stretching out her hand to cover the emperor's mouth: "Don't worry, the emperor is not in a hurry, Gu Xiang's side may be entangled by other things." Now that the city is uneasy, Gu Xiangyan can ignore it. Don't panic, don't panic, you might as well give Gu Xiang more time. Let's wait patiently. If he doesn't come back, send your guards to capture him. ”

"Catched?" The emperor looked at the concubine and reached out to pinch her face.

"Get it back!" The concubine responded, and handed the fruit just now to the emperor's mouth again: "When the time comes, even if Gu Xiang doesn't want to come back, he has to come back." As long as Gu Xiang returns to the capital, he can't ignore the messy things in the capital. ”

"Then according to the meaning of the concubine, let's wait a little longer?" The emperor opened his mouth and swallowed the fruit.

"Wait a little longer." The concubine stretched out her hand and picked another fruit: "Although the concubine has not been to Liaocheng, she also knows that this Liaocheng is not a one-day or two-day trip to Yecheng." Gu Xiangwen is weak, and it is reasonable to walk slower on this road. The emperor is generous, so naturally he will not care about it. As for this after Gu Xiang returned to Beijing, it's not that the emperor will do what you say, and you will do what you say. ”

"Then according to the meaning of the concubine, how should I deal with Gu Yanqing, the king...... This courtier who did not listen to the call. ”

"Or, let's make a kiss for Gu Xiang and talk about a matchmaker?"

"Marriage! Say the media? A gleam flashed in the Emperor's eyes.

"This marriage, saying that the matchmaker is the name of the people, in the words of our palace, is to give a decree to give marriage." The concubine snuggled into the emperor's arms: "This Gu Xiang is not young, right?" If it is left in the homes of ordinary people, at this age, it is not said that it is a marriage, but I am afraid that there are already a group of children. The emperor cherishes the material, and naturally has to consider Gu Xiang's life. Gu Xiang can't take care of the things himself, but the emperor can't worry about it. ”

"What Concubine Ai said is that I have to make arrangements for my Prime Minister."

"Then ......" the concubine's eyes fluttered: "Does the emperor have a candidate in his heart?" ”

The emperor squinted, hugged the concubine and said, "There are candidates, I don't know if Gu Yanqing is willing." ”

"The emperor decreed marriage, and this Gu Xiang is counted...... Look at the concubine's mouth that can't speak. Since the emperor chose Gu Xiang, he must be a person who is very suitable for Gu Xiang. ”

"Does Concubine Ai really think so?" The emperor grabbed the flesh from the waist of the concubine with his hand.

The concubine twitched her face, but still responded with a smile: "What the concubine thinks in her heart, that's what she says." Your Majesty, you still don't know the temperament of your concubines. The concubine is the reed pole in the pond of the imperial garden, a rectum, which leads from top to bottom. ”

"Reed poles? The description of Aifei is really chic. The emperor said, and pinched his fingers on the concubine's waist again: "But I like the difference between my concubine." It will take some time for Gu Yanqing to return to Beijing, and Concubine Ai should not be idle, help me look for and see if there are still those famous ladies in the capital who are compatible with Gu Yanqing. ”

"Yes, the concubine must do her best to find Gu Xiang." As she spoke, the concubine took the opportunity to break free from the emperor's arm, and the person also slid off the emperor.

The Emperor hooked his lips, rubbed his fingers lightly, and turned his gaze away.

Gu Yanqing, it's time for you to come back too!

Outside the city, a horse-drawn carriage swayed and crawled through the snow.

"Dad, how long do we have to get to Yecheng?"

"If there was no snow, it would have arrived at noon, but now ......" The old man who drove the car stroked his beard, shook his head and said, "I can't say, I can't say." ”

"Can you get there before dark?"

Yan Suwen lifted the curtain, leaned his head to the window, and looked out.

The snow on the official road was very thick, and if there were no wheel prints from the previous carriage and horses, their simple carriage would not be able to move an inch.

"Girl in a hurry?"

The old man turned around and asked, with a doting smile in his eyebrows.

"I'm in a hurry."

Yan Suwen looked down at the medical case in her hand - well, if she didn't get to Yecheng, she wouldn't have to read it.

The old man didn't know what Su Wen was thinking, and thought that she was in a hurry, so he stroked his beard and laughed.

"I said girl, you are a girl, can you be a little shy in this kind of thing."

"Huh?" Yan Su looked up inexplicably, and pressed down the page he had just turned again.

"Ahem." The old man pretended to cough a few times: "This matter of marriage has to be mentioned by the man, and the man is anxious." Girls, even if they are in a hurry, they can't say it. This Yecheng is not as particular as our rural place, there are many things to do, and it is too enthusiastic to be laughed at. ”

Yan Suwen blinked her eyes, and suddenly remembered that she had come to Yecheng this time to withdraw from her relatives.