Last night's spring rain was overflowing and full, so that the entire Nanhuai River was full and full.

The river waves, foaming at the pale white foam, rolled up scattered petals, and applied to the black-brown silt, exuding a fresh, slightly fishy smell of the earth.

After the court meeting, the new Qin Emperor walked along the winding staircase and slowly walked to the three-story flat seat of the Ming Hall and looked into the distance.

You can see the prosperous spring scenery of Longyin City closely, and the Nanhuai River flows endlessly in the distance, if it is a sunny day, the Fuxian Sea and the Kunlun Mountains seem to be within reach.

"The double phoenix of the imperial city in the clouds, the spring tree in the rain is ten thousand homes." The Emperor groaned softly.

The eyes are cut like autumn water, the luster is soft, clear and clear. The emperor's lips are red, the bridge of his nose is delicate and straight, and his posture is slender, and the emperor's atmosphere can't help but make people impressed.

The ground of the flat seat is depicted with the pattern of gods and Buddhas, and the Bodhisattva who is lying on the couch is like a boudoir woman, with a fragrant orchid and a pleasant pillow, and another Bodhisattva is also a suspender shirt and a profane skirt.

The appearance of men and women has always been the standard of cultivation since ancient times.

The most typical is Guanyin Bodhisattva, because he is so beautiful that there is now a trend of imagining him as a female Bodhisattva.

The compilation department of the Hanlin Academy even found that in some unapproved miscellaneous books in the market, there was a scene with Guanyin Bodhisattva, which was absurd and fornicating, and there was no shame or reverence.

The aesthetics of male and female physiognomy are not only reflected in the art of figure painting, but also many men in Longyin City who are as beautiful as flowers.

Some are born like this, and some are just makeup touch-ups, slightly inferior.

The New Qin Emperor is often considered the most beautiful man in the imperial family, and naturally he was born like this.

The emperor is slightly less than perfect because of his exaggerated clothing and loose and thick dragon robes.

It is also necessary to add a straight ribbon and dragon-shaped ornaments to the chest, which looks magnificent, but slightly more picturesque.

"Your Majesty's poetry is flourishing, and the old slave has written it down."

It was not the white-haired and white-bearded old eunuch in the palace who spoke, but a middle-aged woman under forty, with good appearance, soft eyebrows and kind eyes, and extremely docile in conversation.

"This is not a poem I wrote. Listening to the queen, it was done by Qin Shou'an, the son of King Langya, at the age of eight, except for these two sentences, the whole poem is really grand and magnificent, quite emperorly. The Emperor said with admiration.

"Imperial weather? Your Majesty, if the prince hears such praise from you, I am afraid that he will tremble and plead guilty. ”

The middle-aged woman reminded with a smile that the emperor spoke casually, but it often made people tremble.

Some courtiers who rarely have the opportunity to go to the court, occasionally face His Majesty's questioning, always dumbfounded, at a loss, only feel that the power of heaven is unpredictable, and the meaning of the words is difficult to understand.

"Will he tremble? He has been bold since he was a child, and he originally thought that after being trained by the Heavenly Dao Sect for eight years, there would probably be some changes. ”

The emperor shook his head lightly as he spoke: "You also know about the recent affairs of the court, and he is still the same." ”

"The old slave only knows that His Majesty is very willful, and Lord Wen has become a laughing stock, because he has lost a front tooth, his speech is leaky, and he is always vague and makes people laugh, and he has not reprimanded people in the courtyard for a long time."

The middle-aged woman was not too cautious in the face of the young Emperor His Majesty, saying that when the emperor was willful, she was more like an elder who doted on his children.

"That old thing, I kicked lightly, if he had the ability of a martial arts master, he would definitely condense his true qi on his toes and kick his two ribs." The emperor snorted coldly, obviously looking at the doctor very unpleasantly.

"It's over, it's over." The middle-aged woman took two steps forward and admonished seductively, "How can Your Majesty be so cruel to the old ministers of the Three Dynasties, you can't do it without getting old." ”

"The prince of Langya also said that if you are old and do not die, you are a thief, and if you are old, you will not repair it." The emperor was unimpressed.

The smile on the middle-aged woman's face was more, although she admonished the emperor, she didn't like the gentle courtesy of always looking for the emperor's fault, and when she heard the emperor say that he was "old and uncultivated", she smiled and said:

"Master Wen has lost his front teeth, and he feels that his appearance is damaged, and it is rare for his sisters to like him, and he has not been to the teaching department for a long time."

There was some schadenfreude in her tone, and the middle-aged woman felt it, and hurriedly restrained the disgust oozing from her face slightly.

"Hahaha......" The emperor did not have such scruples:

"Fu Anshu just forbade the East Courtyard to entertain gentle courtesies, and now he himself doesn't even go to the West Courtyard, it's ugly, it's very ugly!"

Did he do it himself? Didn't you get it, Your Majesty? The middle-aged woman accompanied the smiling face and looked at the happy majesty gently.

The palace is eventful, depressing and dull, it is rare to see His Majesty the Emperor so happy, and the middle-aged woman does not say anything inappropriate, so as not to spoil the emperor's mood.

"When is Your Majesty going to summon the prince of Langya? Is it to be arranged after he officially inherits the throne? According to the usual rule, before King Langya sits in the Kyushu Mansion, he is to meet His Majesty to receive a lecture. After a while, the middle-aged woman asked.

The Emperor fell silent and slowly approached the fence carved in gold and jade, his plain white and soft fingers tapping lightly on it.

"Fa Ziwei is in the center, and the Ming Hall is as high as 300 feet, even if you don't climb to the top, you can see the various mansions scattered in the three lanes and seven lanes on the flat seat of the third floor.

In addition to the Moon to Fenglai Pavilion in Langya Palace, there are several high-rise buildings that are very eye-catching, but the Begonia Spring Dock where he lives is a little difficult to identify.

I still remember that there are full of flowers, every spring all kinds of wisteria, green vine, white vine, and all kinds of begonias that should bloom from time to time, always dotted with children are restless and excited, jumping around, like happy to the boundless lamb, nothing to jump, something to do.

"Hmm...... There's no hurry. Didn't you say that you can arrange for Miss Shengjun to meet with the prince at any time? ”

The Emperor frowned slightly, raised his hand as if he couldn't hold back, and then straightened his chest again.

The body under the dragon robe, at a height of nearly two hundred feet, was faintly hot in the spring cold.

The emperor stretched out his palm from the dragon robe and made a holding motion, and then seemed to feel ashamed and tightened his face.

"As long as Miss Shengjun wants to, she may be able to arrange it today. After a long period of planning, the Shengjun girl of the Eastern Courtyard of the Teaching Workshop has not received any benefactors, and no one has seen her true face, but she has become the dream leader in Longyin City, second only to the four masters of the Silent Zhaojian Nunnery. ”

The middle-aged woman said with a smile, with boundless pampering in the corners of her eyes and lips.

"Do you think these men are sick? No matter what kind of stunning women appear in Longyin City, they will always be headed by the four masters of Wanhe, Yiyun, Yutuan, and Mochizuki in their hearts. The emperor was upset for the Shengjun girl and snorted coldly.

"Men are like that. No matter how stunning the woman in Longyin City is, in their opinion, there will always be someone to get it. Once they are taken off, they are considered to be dusty, but the four masters will always be in the clouds, and they will not be defiled and molested by anyone, as far as the moon in the sky. ”

The middle-aged woman explained: "Miss Shengjun doesn't need to be compared with the four masters, she is even more ethereal like a fairy, mortals can't see it, and she can't even imagine her posture and demeanor. ”

"Okay...... I think Miss Shengjun, I would like to meet the prince of Langya today, you can arrange it. The emperor turned his back to the middle-aged woman, his voice was cold and indifferent, but a hot flush climbed up to the emperor's tender earlobe.

"It's already arranged."

"Huh? Well...... Cool. ”

"The old slave is guilty."