After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

Zhao Yelan paused, and frowned slightly: "Yan Mingting returned to Beijing so soon?"

The border has been in chaos for several years, and neighboring countries have continued to invade. The two generations of Yan Mingting's family have been stationed at the border all year round. With great military exploits, they have long become the magic needles of the Xuan Dynasty. Last month, the Beijing Central Committee received good news that Mongolia, the most disobedient country in the north, finally surrendered and was willing to cede land and pay tribute in order to seek peace.

At this point, the border finally came to peace, Long Yan was very happy, and immediately ordered the army to return to the court.

Counting the days, there should be a few days before returning to Beijing.

"The general didn't come, but the old housekeeper of the general's mansion came. He was very kind. He came to discuss the details of the marriage. If you are not in the mansion, I will let him go back first." Xiao Gao replied.

"He..." Zhao Yelan lost his voice several times, and after a while he asked in confusion, "The people in the general's mansion just let it go like this? Yan Mingting is actually obedient?"

Xiao Gao sighed: "Can you be disobedient? This is an imperial decree, my lord. Let alone General Yan, you have to be honest..."

Zhao Yelan glanced at him, Xiao Gao immediately covered his mouth.

When we arrived at the palace, it was dusk, and the setting sun was falling on the red wall of the palace and was slowly sinking.

Zhao Yelan came to the side hall unimpeded. The person in the dragon robe was still reviewing the memorial.

"Without outsiders, there is no need to be polite." Zhao Xuan said without raising his head, "Come here, the ink is gone."

Zhao Yelan walked over slowly, picked up the ink stone, and skillfully rubbed the ink into the inkstone.

For a while, no one spoke, only a faint fragrance of ink, lingering around. After a long time, Zhao Xuan took the initiative to speak: "Are you angry about the marriage?"

"I don't dare."

Zhao Xuan glanced at him sideways, and the other party lowered his head and concentrated on studying ink, showing no emotion.

After all, it is someone who has known each other for many years, how could Zhao Xuan not know that he has resentment in his heart, and his tone softened a little: "I didn't know that the national teacher would calculate such a hexagram."

It is said in the hexagrams that changes in the celestial phenomena are changes in the eight hexagrams, yin and yang are misaligned, lest the society will be disturbed, and people born in a cloudy year with a cloudy day and a yin time must combine with people who are born in a yang year with a yang moon and a yang time to correct the hexagrams.

As soon as this hexagram came out, all the officials in the court thought of Yan Mingting, even though he rarely showed his face in front of everyone, he was known for his yang energy, and he killed his parents and younger brother. There were two marriages before, and the bride passed away one after another before they got married. Even the dog at home died strangely, which is really frightening.

Although General Yan is a victorious general and loved by the people, it does not mean that they are willing to marry their daughters. Who knows if they will receive their daughter's body before enjoying the blessings of the general's wife.

What's more, General Yan is ugly, rude and arrogant, and no woman in Beijing is willing to climb high.

In the end, Zhao Xuan realized that Zhao Yelan was a person who lived in a cloudy year and a cloudy day.

"General Yan has agreed to this marriage." Zhao Xuan said.

Zhao Yelan sneered: "The emperor's order is hard to violate, even if Yan Mingting disagrees, does he dare to use the loyalty of his ancestors to disobey the order?"

Zhao Xuan stopped writing and closed the memorial: "It seems that you disagree?"

"I dare not."

"Why don't you dare? You just went to the prison to make Yu Junliang commit suicide. I wanted to interrogate him again, but you just let him die and handed over a crime he personally signed." Zhao Xuan stared at him, "You are so brave to act like you are acting like you are doing."

Zhao Yelan bowed his head and replied: "I can only apologize with death, please Your Majesty."

"Joke, are you really begging to die? Others don't know, how can I not know? Zhao Yelan, you want to live more than anyone else, and no one cherishes life more than you." Zhao Xuan sneered twice, approaching two people. Step by step, he said word by word, "You are relying on the fact that I have already granted you a marriage, and the whole world knows about your marriage. It is impossible to give you another death, so you dare to do anything wrong!"

Zhao Yelan who was exposed was even more calm, and smiled lightly: "Then thank the emperor for not killing me."

Zhao Xuan's expression was complicated, and after a long time, he sighed as if he was exhausted: "Human, sometimes being too smart is not a good thing."

Of course Zhao Yelan knew, otherwise he wouldn't have been given a marriage to a man haunted by a curse. No matter how much the emperor trusts him, he will be afraid. On the one hand, he must use him to eradicate dissidents, and on the other hand, he must prevent his power from being overwhelmed.

Now that the throne has been stabilized, he is no longer needed, but he still needs to bear some infamy.

Zhao Yelan didn't know that compared to death, being given a marriage was considered a blessing in misfortune.

Zhao Xuan said: "Anyway, Yu Junliang is going to be executed, so why do you need to do this?"

"I want to see him die in front of my own eyes, and I can't wait a day, lest the night be long and dreamy." Zhao Yelan said.

Zhao Xuan knew the secret, but still shook his sleeves angrily: "You are really getting more and more lawless."

Zhao Yelan took out a brocade handkerchief from his bosom, handed it to him, and said softly: "This is hand-woven by the embroiderer in Shu, this piece should be given to His Majesty, don't be angry with a villain again. If it hurts If you lose your body, I will feel sorry for you."

Zhao Xuan looked down at the handkerchief.

"From now on, please Your Majesty take good care of the dragon's body. The descendants will be endless, and the blessings will be thousands of miles away." Zhao Yelan lifted the hem of his clothes, knelt down, and said loudly, "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

Zhao Xuan was startled, his eyebrows frowned more and more tightly, he watched Zhao Yelan raised his head, his face was like a crown of jade, and a shallow black mole seemed to be able to speak, telling his master's difficulty, begging no.

Zhao Xuan stretched out her hand, and when she was about to touch her cheek, she withdrew it quickly, sighing vaguely, "Why are you a man?"

Zhao Yelan remained silent, lowering his eyes to suppress all emotions.

It was time for dinner, and people from the queen's palace came to invite the emperor to have a meal.

Zhao Xuan subconsciously looked at Zhao Yelan, Zhao Yelan bowed his hand and retreated.

Before leaving, Zhao Xuan heard his coughing, ordered the imperial physician to deliver some precious medicinal materials, and gave him a newly obtained night pearl from the warehouse.

Back at the Zhao Mansion, Xiao Gao immediately ran over to wait for Zhao Yelan to wash his hands and eat. There was more food on the table than usual, Xiao Gao was afraid that he would be in a bad mood, so he asked the kitchen to prepare more. After eating, he suggested again: "Sir, do you want to go out to digest food? I heard that the new storyteller in Huichun Tower is very good at telling stories."

Zhao Yelan said: "I think you want to hear it."

Xiao Gao rubbed his hands embarrassingly: "It's true that I haven't been there for a while, sir, aren't you feeling bored?"

Zhao Yelan looked up at the moon, thinking that he didn't know how many more happy days were left, so he agreed.

Xiao Gao changed into thicker clothes for him, just in case, and brought a Mrs. Tang, laid a cushion in the sedan chair, called a few maids and servants, and rushed to the biggest restaurant in the city together.

It was the busiest time in the night market, Zhao Yelan opened a corner of the curtain, looked at the people coming and going, called friends and companions to talk loudly, and men and women would face each other shyly.

He turned his head sideways, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and was attracted by the group of people in front of him. There were five or six people in total. One of the women beat the man next to him so hard that he couldn't fight back, and the others had no intention of stepping forward to help. Instead, they were laughing and joking.

The tallest man among them, with his back to him, was holding a candied haws in his hand, and while eating, he pointed out the woman's beating moves.

The sedan chair passed by the pedestrians, Zhao Yelan lazily lowered the curtain, not noticing that the person who was eating candied haws suddenly turned his head.

"General Yan, what are you looking at?" The deputy general followed his line of sight and only saw an exquisite sedan chair, and joked, "Could it be that you are looking at some girl?"

"Did you smell a fragrance?" Yan Mingting's nose twitched.

"The smell of chicken legs! I smelled it a long time ago." The woman stopped, and the man who was beaten finally stood up, covered his face and said, "My aunt, please save me some face in the public, there are so many people Watching."

"It's not the taste of chicken legs." Yan Mingting opened his mouth, and then opened his mouth again.

Several subordinates waited for him to speak, and it took a long time before he finally opened his mouth to say: "Ah Qiu!"

Several people:"…"

"Very choking." After Yan Mingting finished speaking, he bit off the last hawthorn, "Let's go, where is the best restaurant you mentioned?"

The lobby of the restaurant was full of guests, and the storyteller was telling strange stories. When Xingmu clapped, all kinds of strange stories floated out of his mouth, which made people applaud.

The cheers downstairs are intertwined with the festive sound from the collision of wine bowls, but the Tianzihao room on the second floor is in stark contrast to it, quiet and quiet. There was a Guqin in the room, and Xiao Gao was about to order a Qin girl to come in, but Zhao Yelan stopped him.

"Let's listen to the opera today."

"Okay." Xiao Gao opened the door, threw a silver ingot at the storyteller downstairs, and shouted, "Speak louder."

The storyteller's voice was indeed louder, he turned around happily, almost bumped into someone, quickly apologized, and got into the room.

The moment the door was opened, a scent wafted out.

"Aqiu!" Yan Mingting, who had a keen sense of smell, sneezed again. He turned his head subconsciously and saw a man in purple clothes. Take a look, the door is already closed.

"General, are you suffering from a cold?" the lieutenant asked in a low voice.

"No." Yan Mingting rubbed his nose, and walked into the nearby building.

An hour later, the people downstairs gradually dispersed, and the storyteller's voice was about to smoke, and someone shouted after being drunk: "Storyteller, you only talk about mountain ghosts, no one has ever seen them, can you tell me some Someone we know?"

"What does the guest officer want to hear?"

"I just want to hear about the marriage given by the emperor." The man became so emboldened when he was drunk, he dared to say anything nonsense, with a suspicious smile on his face, "What is it for a man to marry a man?" What's the matter? What kind of cave method is used in the bridal chamber?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone burst into laughter, and no one noticed that the two private rooms on the second floor were opened at the same time.

The storyteller said: "Since ancient times, yin and yang have been harmonized, and everything is peaceful. But I never said yin and yang, so why not yang and yang, since the Great Master said it is possible, then naturally it is not a problem."

"Then tell me again, can this General Yan clean up Zhao Yelan? Zhao Yelan has done a lot of evil on weekdays, but he was only married this morning, and in the afternoon he went to the prison to kill Yu Junliang, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials." .”

The others all whispered to each other, and someone continued: "I saw him kill someone in the street, the blood splashed all over him, and he was still laughing!"

Zhao Yelan curled his lips and opened his eyes: "The tea is gone."

Xiao Gao hurriedly poured tea for him, and heard the people outside began to criticize Zhao Yelan's crimes in turn, he was about to close the door angrily, but he heard the conversation turned to another person.

"If you want me to say it, don't be afraid. According to General Yan's fate, Zhao Yelan may have been suppressed before he passed the door."

Everyone laughed and said that General Yan was evil enough, it would be better to kill Zhao Yelan as soon as possible, which would be considered a benefit to the common people.

Xiao Gao heard someone walking around in the next room, and seemed to be coming out, he quickly closed the door, and asked with a sad face: "My lord, is General Yan really a lone star? Will you be okay if you marry?"

A few people outside the door paused in their footsteps, no wonder they were eavesdropping, they really have good ears, and immediately guessed who the person in this room was.

Yan Mingting naturally heard it too, turned his head to look at the closed door, but he couldn't see the figure inside, but heard a cold and emotionless voice: "Then let's see who kills first."

The expressions of several subordinates were very subtle, and they secretly looked at Yan Mingting. Yan Mingting frowned, and was about to knock on the door when he heard the boy ask: "Master, haven't you met him once? Is he Isn't it really the same as the rumors, with a hideous appearance like a Rakshasa?"

Zhao Yelan fell into silence, thinking back to the scene when he met Yan Mingting many years ago, surrounded by brilliant spring flowers, and the people in front of him...

"It's really ugly, I've never seen such an ugly person, maybe it's the reincarnation of a pig spirit." Zhao Yelan said indifferently.

Pig, pig essence? !

Several people outside the door opened their mouths wide at the same time, and then closed them tightly together, fearing that they would laugh out loud, and looked at their general with trembling shoulders.

The majestic general slowly clenched his fists, waved fiercely at the air twice, then turned around and strode away.

—Damn it, I have never suffered such a serious injury on the battlefield!

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Get them married in five chapters!

ps: Remember what was said in the last chapter, Zhao Yelan has lost his love for many years, and he has no other people he likes. Even if he has, it is just pretending (.)