This year, King Min Qi of Yue did not return to Beijing, and his subordinates Zhao Bojie and Cui Zhen returned to Beijing to resume their lives.

The emperor Taihe Palace invited these two people to a banquet.

Asked about the situation of the border fortress, Zhao Bojun said: "Under the leadership of the king of Yue, the soldiers are united, the border is stable, although there are nomadic people who want to have ups and downs several times, but there is the king of Yue to guard, they are also unable to form an army." Now the children in Biansai cry at night, as long as the name of King Yue is mentioned, it can be stopped immediately. King Yue's cultivation in the border fortress will not pay the emperor's entrustment. ”

Zhao Boji's eyes were firm, not in a hurry, and he was indeed the confidant of King Yue.

Speaking of the king of Yue did not return to Beijing for the New Year, Zhao Bojun said: "The king of Yue cares about border affairs, although he misses the queen mother very much, but he does not dare to relax, because the nomadic tribes have migrated in winter, and there is a shortage of water and grass in winter. ”

"I have allocated 50,000 taels of silver, can King Yue receive it?"

"The eight-hundred-mile expedited is already on the way, the king of Yue has received the silver, in addition to replenishing the armament, a while ago the grassland blew half a month of white-haired wind, and it cost a lot to strengthen the barracks."

Zhao Bo's answer was not leaky, the emperor asked in one sentence, and Zhao Bo came back with seventy or eighty sentences, in short, Zhao Bo was like the spokesman of King Yue.

When it was Cui Zhen's turn to answer, Cui Zhen's answer was more sloppy than the fold he gave to the emperor.

What Zhao Bojun said, Cui Zhen was on the side: "Well, the minister thinks so too." Or, "Minister, seconded." ”

I heard Zhao Bojie talk about some side things, but Zhao Bojie couldn't do without Yue Wang Min Qi in three sentences, it was originally a conversation, and finally it became a commendation meeting for Yue Wang Min Qi.

Let's watch singing and dancing.

The singing and dancing of Nanfu is intoxicating.

The singer with a pink feather fan, the willow waist is thin, and she looks forward to the brilliance.

In the glass-like hall, more than a dozen singers danced to the sound of the flute.

In the midst of the staggering, the emperor blushed and stared at the waist of the singer meticulously.

"Zhao Aiqing, why don't you drink it? Is this wine not to your liking? The emperor asked.

Zhao Boji got up and arched his hand: "Back to the emperor, the minister has developed the habit of drinking less because he has been stationed in the border for a long time, and it is not that the wine is unappetizing." ”

"Then Cui Zhen, you drink." The emperor raised the glazed ring.

Choi really watched the singer dance intently.

How to describe Cui Zhen's concentration, the wine in his hand has spilled on the robe, but he is not moved at all, just a look, his eyes keep shaking with the waist posture of those singers, the wine and food are almost not moving, just watching the show.

I forgot to push the cup and change the lamp, and there was only beauty in my eyes.

It's also the same, it's bitter cold on the side, and there are few entertainment items.

The singers of Nanfu are notoriously good-looking, and Cui Zhen rarely enters the palace once.

"How is this song and dance better than Biansai?" The emperor was drinking wine crookedly, his face was crimson, his eyes were wandering, and the large pieces of embroidered gold silk flying dragon patterns on his robe were emitting bright and delicate light, but he looked like a faint king.

Cui Zhen almost had a laugh.

Zhao Bojun looked at the emperor with blazing eyes, and then looked at Cui Zhen.

"You two, come and pour wine and fill it up for my Aiqing." The emperor pointed to two pink-clothed singers.

The singer brought the flask and came barefoot to pour the wine.

"You two, come, dance closely." The emperor pointed to two more singers.

The two low-cut tunic pleated skirt singers dragged their long hair to Zhao Bojie and Cui Zhen, and the singer's chest almost pressed on the two of them.

has such a full figure, the singer has a soft waist, and she lowers her body and almost clings to these two rough men.

Cui Zhen didn't dare to open his eyes, and sniffed happily.

It's so fragrant.

The air was filled with the scent of the singers.

Vulgar.

The singer hugged Cui Zhen's neck: "My lord, can you have a drink together?" ”

"Cocoa, cocoa," Cui Zhen laughed up.

The singer put her arms around Zhao Boji's neck: "My lord, how about a drink?" ”

Zhao Bo was a little irritable, and seemed to be unable to sit still.

The emperor drank a full cup and stared at Zhao Cui and the others: "Aiqing, don't be restrained, which one you like, I will send it to your mansion in a while, you have worked hard outside all the year round, these singers, I, will reward you." ”

Zhao Bojun sighed, got up and said goodbye: "The minister is drunk, and he is afraid of being rude, so he will retire first." ”

The emperor repeatedly retained, but Zhao Bojun insisted on leaving.

Cui Zhen was so happy that he took off in the Taihe Palace, drinking with the singer for a while, and jumping on the velvet blanket for a while, to practice a set of boxing techniques created by himself for the emperor, the emperor hadn't praised it yet, he was so excited that he picked up the singer and lifted it directly above his head, spinning the singer like a windmill.

Zhao Bo couldn't hold it down, and quickly withdrew from Taihe Palace.

Walking down dozens of steps and out of the palace gate, Zhao Bojun sat on his horse and looked back at the direction of the palace.

The star-picking tower in the palace stands tall, and the city wall stands majestically.

Zhao Bo couldn't help but think of King Yue, King Yue can endure hardships and be good at fighting, which is comparable to this little faint king.

Taihe Palace was smoky, and Zhao Bojun really couldn't sit down for a minute.

The entourage rode horses and followed, and a group of iron horsemen marched along the official road into the city.

Light rain, thin ice.

The city was shrouded in fog.

"Lord Zhao can see that Cui Zhen's face? This time, King Yue let him enter the palace with Lord Zhao, which is really a shame for you. ”

Zhao Bojun didn't answer, just pulled the reins.

"That Cui Zhen, except for his great strength, he didn't do anything serious when he was in Biansai, and he was praised by King Yue for his talent. I really don't know what the emperor left him to do. ”

"Today I learned that Cui Zhen, this kid, is really in love with the emperor." Zhao Bo snorted.

"He fell in love with the emperor? He actually fell in love with the emperor? What does the emperor like about him? ”

"Fancy him for being rotten and lustful." Zhao Bojun took a sip, in Zhao Boji's eyes, King Yue is like the sky, has a good reputation, has talent, and has a real ability, this emperor Min Jian, is far behind, usually fights with a group of women in the harem, and he has not seen him do a few things with political achievements.

The scene of Taihe Palace lingered in Zhao Boji's heart, and the emperor and Cui Zhen looked fascinated, as if they had never seen a woman in their lives, and they couldn't wait to correct those singers on the spot in Taihe Palace.

"My lord, you are out of the palace, and Lord Cui is still in the Taihe Palace."

"What do you kid know, our adults are not all the way to the person surnamed Cui, how can he compare with our adults."

The group went in a big way.

Du Zhiyan stepped into the Taihe Palace, and saw that the pink-clothed singer was dancing, pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the smell of wine was permeated, and the aroma was overflowing.

There are two singers next to the emperor, and four singers are stacked next to Cui Zhen.

It's really a concubine, and it's very lively.

It's not like entering the Taihe Palace, it's like entering the Pansi Cave, a group of little goblins have tried all kinds of means to flatter the emperor and Cui Zhen.

Of course, there is no need to sing the fox, looking at this style, it is not an exaggeration to say that the emperor and Cui Zhen are in the foxy singer.

I can't bear to look at it directly.

Du only pouted and shook his handkerchief in front of his face.

Passing by the singer's side, his eyes floated, only to find that the singer was as white as snow, and her eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

It's strange that the emperor and Cui Zhen are very lingering.

Who doesn't like to look at this kind of thing, there is no shortage of eyes to find beauty in Taihe Palace.

Originally, the emperor invited her to come, and she didn't look at it in vain.

There are also singing and dancing, as well as wine and food, and it is regarded as participating in leg climbing.

Life needs to be full of joy, and happiness is a day.

Du Zhiyan sat down under the emperor, poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all, good wine, and poured another glass, this wine is very sweet, drink the wine to look at these singers, and there is another hazy beauty.

"Another pot." Du only said that he was called a palace maid.

Cui Zhen walked out and wanted to perform a dance for the emperor.

This is rare, I have never seen it.

Fang Ding of Taihe Palace said that there were 200 catties, Cui Zhen took a step and the dantian was collected, and he actually lifted the 200 catties of Fang Ding.

Everyone was stunned, this is really a natural divine power.

"Aiqing is doing a good job." The emperor coughed twice, and Gao Rang clapped his hands.

The singers beside the emperor were like the tide receding suddenly, and the singers around Cui Zhen were also scattered and silent.

When the singer faded, the people who were waiting also retreated, and Gao Rang retreated to guard outside the second gate.

"Cui Aiqing is not only brave and powerful, but also her acting skills are not succumb to the famous singers of Nanfu." The emperor boasted.

Cui Zhen was a little embarrassed: "How does the emperor know that the minister is acting?" ”

"I know you, so today your lust and superficiality are all pretended, I know."

"The emperor is wise, and the emperor's acting skills are also good, and he performed what a faint king should look like."

"It's still Cui Qing who understands me, I'm really embarrassed, in my Taihe Palace, I want to say a few words to my courtiers, and I have to act in a play first to get rid of irrelevant people."

The emperor meant that in order to get away the light bulb of Zhao Boji, he and Cui Zhen also acted in a play together.

"I saw the emperor today, and the ministers knew that the emperor was young and promising, and his thoughts were deep."

"My Aiqing is also thick and fine, and she is talented, and she is worthy of being the person I fancie."

Two men, you and I, blow each other's business.

Du Zhiyan ate a round belly, the emperor is her husband, Cui Zhen is her cousin, and the banquet in Taihe Palace is more like a family banquet.

When returning to Wanru Hall from Taihe Palace, the emperor asked Cui Zhen to send Du Zhiyan back.

When the old man saw him, since he entered the palace with only one word, Cui Zhen went to Biansai, and the opportunity to meet became less and less. Goodbye Cui Zhen, fatter, darker, and rougher than before, I still remember that he used to be able to write poems and fu, wearing a gauze hat, and riding a horse through the alley with a red flower in the hat, which attracted the girls and daughters-in-law in the capital couldn't help but stop and watch.

Sure enough, the wind and sand on the side gradually erased the appearance of Cui Zhen's young man, making him a lot stronger.

When he was a child, Du Zhiyan often followed him, but this time Du Zhiyan walked in front, and Cui Zhen followed her.

"The side plug is dangerous, you have to be careful. Now that the emperor values you, your danger is one more point. ”

"A man stands between heaven and earth, a little danger is nothing, Sister Lao remembers." Cui Zhen stretched out his hand to brush away the flowers and plants climbing the wall on the corner gate, and then stretched out his hand to block Du Zhiyan's forehead for fear that the vines would touch her: "Is the emperor good to his sister?" ”

Du Zhiyan raised his bright eyes: "The emperor is very good to me." ”

"I heard that the emperor gave my sister a place to live in the palace, and I think my sister is very popular with the emperor. The harem is dangerous, and my sister must be careful everywhere. ”

Although the emperor asked Cui Zhen to send Du Zhiyan to Wanru Palace, after all, there is a difference between men and women, and the harem is a forbidden place.

The red wall of Wanru Palace, the courtyard of the second entrance is also spacious, and the three words "Wanru Palace" are written by the emperor himself, and the emperor's favor for Du Zhiyan is true. After all, Du Zhiyan's position is always there, and he can be the master of a palace alone, and the regulations of Wanru Palace are not only a little smaller than Jingren Palace, but even the Changle Palace, where the noble concubine lives, is not as magnificent as Wanru Palace.

Whether a man loves a woman or not, what he says is unbelievable. Look at what he is willing to do for women, and see what he does for women, this can't deceive people.

The emperor is busy with court affairs, and the daily twists and turns are soft, but he can still worry about Du Weiyan in every detail in his busy schedule, which shows the emperor's intentions.

Du Zhiyan said something to Cui Zhen outside the Wanru Palace, and saw a fiery figure turned around the weeping flower door, as if it was on fire, with the shape of a whirlwind potato on his head, and some red treasure hairpins were inserted on the whirlwind potato, wearing a pair of shining silver bell earrings, and a hollow carved gold bracelet on the left and right on her arm rattled, and her voice was also crisp, crisp with joy: "Look at how my newly made clothes are, it cost twenty taels of silver to cut them newly." ”

Shi Jing came from the Yongfu Palace, she was idle, and the silver in her hand couldn't be spent, so she wanted to cut a new dress and buy a new hairpin, and just made a new dress to show off to Du Zhiyan, and by the way, she took out a goose yellow gold-inlaid flower cross-collared wide-sleeved robe to give to Du Zhiyan, after all, there are blessings to share, and you have to think about Du Zhiyan if you have good things.

"This goose-yellow dress is for you to wear, and now that you live in a new hall, you have to put on the pretense of a favorite concubine, and you can't let others underestimate us to go."

The goose-yellow gold-inlaid woven flower cross-collar wide-sleeved robe has fine stitches, and the materials are excellent, and it is a first-class product at a glance, which is better than the craftsmanship of the embroidery lady of the Internal Affairs Office, and must have used a lot of silver.

"It's not much, it takes a month for eight embroidery girls, and it costs twenty-eight taels of silver." Shi Jing didn't look at the silver in his eyes at all, but just cared about Du Zhiyan's sister.

Cui Zhen consciously took two steps back.

Choi is really a fresh face.

Shi Jing looked up and saw him, Cui Zhen in front of her was tall and mighty, with long eyebrows and sideburns, a face like a knife, a face rough and cold, cold and gentle, three points weak, five points hard, deep eyes, it seems to be able to see flowers and birds in spring, and the warmth of summer and the coldness of winter are like frost, and even, there is a point of cold observance, and another point of rejection is thousands of miles away.

His armor was as black as obsidian, and the collar was white and clean. He wears a black crown on his head and does not squint.

Outside the majestic Wanru Palace, he stood on the spot like a pine and cypress.

What a complicated person this is, what kind of beautiful and delicious a lone show, not losing to the emperor at all, Shi Jing has never seen it.

"Du Zhiyan, you have a new eunuch again?"

Cui Zhen

The knife came unexpectedly.

Du Zhiyan was a little embarrassed, no wonder Shi Jing mistakenly recognized Cui Zhen as a eunuch, the man who can shuttle in the harem, except for the emperor and the imperial doctor, that is, the eunuch.