The two of them had a tacit understanding not to mention it.

After eating at night, he was about to go to bed, Sheng Mingzhu just put down the bed curtain, and saw Guan Ping holding the mattress and leaving, and couldn't help asking, "Where are you going?" Guan Ping turned around, she was wearing a white middle coat, and she always didn't see her when she slept at night, and she was still as steady as she was wearing during the day, slightly leaking out of her porcelain-white chest.

He felt some itching in his throat.

"I sleep in the study."

He said, "After all, it is a national funeral, and the etiquette that should be observed must always be kept." ”

"The national funeral did not say that husbands and wives were not allowed to sleep in the same bed." Sheng Mingzhu looked at him, his face was full of distrust, and his husband hugged the quilt to sleep next to him on the first day of marriage, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that something was wrong. She looked up at him, and a green silk poured out on the bed, Guan Ping looked at it, "Okay then." ”

Sheng Mingzhu frowned again, he responded so simply, she felt even more wrong than just now.

Without the blushing and heartbeat on the wedding day, Sheng Mingzhu turned his back to him, knowing what he couldn't do because of the national funeral, and his heart was also stable, only his eyes were closed, and his hands were obediently placed on his lower abdomen. The golden branches outside were lit with soothing incense, and after a while, I felt a little sleepy—

Guan Ping didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night, and gently hugged her into his arms.

——

According to the rules, Emperor Wei stopped the coffin for seven days before being buried, and the people did not dare to see a little colorful clothes during these seven days, let alone have marriage and funeral conflicts. After seven days of this, when he was buried, not only in the palace, but also in the people, he exhaled.

On the contrary, the crown prince and Wei Ci, the two groups of people were fine when Emperor Wei was there, but now that Emperor Wei is gone, they are even more inseparable. Guan Ping is now assisting in the affairs of the court, and he treats the affairs between the two as a play, and he also looks at it with relish every day - Wang Fu shakes his head every time he watches these two masters quarrel in the main hall.

The two masters don't see the situation clearly now? Now where is the situation where the two of them are fighting, but who does the current Dingguo Marquis want to give this throne to.

"What does Master Hou think? In the end, the kingdom cannot be without a king for a day? ”

The eldest princess and the crown prince of Emperor Wei are now in a hurry to bite, but they didn't realize that many official positions in the court have been taken captive by Guan Ping. Originally, many official positions occupied by the big families are now gradually occupied by the Shu clan, and many of them start from low levels - but those people are all personally promoted by Guan Ping, and they naturally know how to elevate the upper positions.

If the superior is really capable, it would be fine, but most of them are incompetent people.

The newly appointed waiter of the Ministry of Rites is Chen Cen, the new scout of this year, - it took others ten or twenty years to climb to the position, and he only took less than a year. Everyone knows that this waiter of the Ministry of Rites used to be a subordinate in the Sheng Mansion, and the Hou Ye is now the son-in-law of the Sheng family, so he can't keep the fat and water from flowing into the fields of outsiders.

"The prince naturally can't, the prince is getting older, but the amount of people he can accommodate is getting smaller and smaller. In the past, he hated the Sheng family, but now he hates the father-in-law of Benhou even more, if the prince is the first one to take the throne, he will take the Benhou Yue's family - "It's troublesome to establish a new monarch, Guan Ping doesn't want to trouble again."

Chen Cen hung his head, and naturally understood the meaning of Guan Ping's words.

is not the crown prince, then only the seventh prince Wei Xi is left, but with the eldest princess watching from the side, it is by no means a good object. Guan Ping didn't have the heart to talk about it again, these days the courtiers saw Tian'er say, his ears could hear the calluses, so he looked at Chen Cen, "Speaking of which, how is your marriage with Miss Song?" ”

Chen Cen hung his head, "Your Majesty will be three months after the funeral." ”

Chen Cen is an official of the DPRK and China, and all officials in the world are protégés of the emperor. Guan Ping lowered his head and continued to deal with things, Chen Cen quickly retired, and only after he left, did Guan Ping raise his head - it was really not a worry-free woman to talk about the new woman from the family, the first Liu Zhiran, and now she is a household servant.

If he weren't an iron invulnerable, it would be hard to guarantee that people would have a chance to take advantage of it.

This waiter of the Ministry of Rites is young, handsome and handsome, especially when she grew up with her, and the feelings of childhood sweethearts are always irreplaceable by many things. Now that they are on marriage leave, they are also living in peace - he has married the young lady of the Song family, and he has also taken care of her. What's more, if Chen Cen still has any thoughts, since he married Song Yu, if she is sorry, I am afraid that the first person who can't get around her will be his own wife.

Guan Dudu, who killed two birds with one stone, looked at the twists and turns in front of him, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, only to feel that the weather that had been cloudy for a few days had suddenly improved.

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Sheng Mingzhu naturally didn't go back when he returned to the door on the third day, and when he came to an end half a month later, Emperor Wei's matter came to an end, and she only took the time to go back once, but Guan Ping didn't have time to go back, and now the throne is undecided, and he is busy except for the little effort at night, and the rest has no time.

Fortunately, my father was busy at home these days, and her feet didn't touch the ground, and she went back to the door alone, but Yun Niang didn't say anything. Only let the golden branch pour water, and the two sat together and said a few words.

"You don't know if it's time to get married, and you just caught up with such a thing when you got married?" Yun Niang frowned, no matter how you say about the newlyweds, she is also a person who has come over, how can she not understand. originally thought that with her daughter's figure and beauty, she would be able to see joy in her belly during these days.

If a woman's family wants to live with peace of mind in her husband's house, she can always feel at ease when she has a child. It's her own, and she gradually calms down after she has a pearl. Sheng Mingzhu knew what her mother was worried about, and she couldn't eat the fruit in her mouth, "When is this time, I have seen that many ladies have been married for several days without any movement." ”

"You are still young, but your son-in-law is different, you are a person in your thirties, and there is no one to say about the past." Yun Niang glanced at her, "What do you know?" "It's easy to say that this marriage has been done for a long time, but if there is still no one after a few years, it will be impossible to say. In this world, there are few women who marry twice, but many men take concubines.

"That's not my fault."

Sheng Mingzhu rubbed the handkerchief in his hand, and before getting married, he thought about respecting each other like a guest, and An Ansheng was born. But the woman's heart and eyes are probably so small by nature, as long as she thinks of Guan Ping and concubines, and thinks that the beauty of Qi Ren is going to enter her room at night, she can't wait to cut his restless thing with one slash.

"Now that the emperor's mourning period has not yet passed, I can't get pregnant, but these three months are about to pass, so you have to plan carefully."

Sheng Mingzhu only nodded and signaled that he had listened. After talking to her mother for a while, she hurried back to the palace before dark. The carriage slowly passed by the door of the house, and the porter outside saw the carriage and recognized it as his wife's, so he waited for the sedan chair to enter the door, and when the personal maid beside the lady came out, he gave her the post.

"Sister Jin Zhi, this is a post from the Shilang Mansion today."

Jin Zhi took the post, and there was something new. Because Emperor Wei's mourning period has not yet passed, the great Wei, which has always been lively and lively, has not had any activities for a noble girl for a long time, and in the past, once every three or five days, the garden, the moon viewing, and the poetry meeting are more like a matter of the previous life, and now I suddenly received such a post, which is the first one received in the name of Mrs. Guan after my own lady got married.

He smiled at the porter, "Okay, I'll give it to Madame." ”

Emperor Wei's mourning period was three months, and the summer was over. However, it was still a little hot in early autumn, and the ice basin was not removed, Sheng Mingzhu took off his coat as soon as he entered the house, changed into a silk lantern pants, and asked Mama Jin to take some chilled watermelons. The price of watermelon is cheap, although it tastes good, but it tastes indecent.

Not very popular with the upper class.

This year, Sheng Mingzhu married into the Guanfu, and the fruit of the summer in previous years became a watermelon. Steward Zheng once thought that his wife was good at money and good food—the originally huge watermelon was diced and mixed into ice, or kneaded into juice with gauze and put in the well to cool down, which was very delicious to eat in summer.

"What post?"

Sheng Mingzhu has found many new ways to eat by herself, and her favorite is to squat on the ground and eat melons. After wiping the water with a handkerchief, he opened the post, looked at it for a long time, and closed it strangely, and Jin Zhi leaned aside, and said curiously, "Madam, what's wrong?" ”

"Sister Song is getting married."

Or with Chen Cen. Song Yu and Chen Cen lived so close before, and when Chen Cen came to visit every day, Sheng Mingzhu had such a thought, but until Emperor Wei went and Chen Cen became a waiter in the Ministry of Rites, she didn't think about it anymore, but she didn't expect the news to come suddenly.

Of course, it is not an invitation to get married, and now that the mourning period has not passed, no one dares to be so blatant, but Sister Song wants to inform her about her marriage.

"Your Excellency is back?" She was thinking about it, but Guan Ping had already returned.

In the past few days, the affairs in the court have not been busy, and he has a lot more time to return to the house than in previous days. Guan Ping just entered the back room, the weather was still hot outside, and her black hair seemed to be staring at her now, she would enjoy it, there was a bamboo mat on the beauty couch, wearing only bloomers and a thin shirt, and the melons and fruits next to her were still bubbling with a hint of cold air.

only took off the official hat on her head, and picked up a melon from her hand and gnawed it silently.

Sheng Mingzhu turned her body slightly, because there was no one in the inner house, she was dressed very coolly. Inside the shirt is the belly pocket, got down from the beauty couch, just wanted to tie the shirt belt, suddenly someone stopped the waist and picked it up, and the long satin-like hair slowly flowed on the bamboo mat with her dumping.

He eats melons quickly.

Guan Ping hugged her, it was hot outside, she was used to enjoying it, her skin was soft and cold, "It's easy to take the time to come back and rest with me for a while?" ”

Sheng Mingzhu had just come back from her mother's house, and the carriage was tired at noon, so she wanted to relieve herself from taking a nap, so she didn't refuse. just thought of something, and suddenly said to him, "Sister Song is going to marry for the second time, do you know?" ”

Guan Ping frowned slightly, as if he knew the news for the first time, "Second marriage? Isn't she still in production? Who to marry? As she spoke, the hairpin on her head spread out, and her long black hair slowly flowed between her fingers. Sheng Mingzhu met his eyes, and felt that his buttocks seemed to be a crowbar, and he was a little ashamed, "Tell you something serious?" ”