After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

Butler Tan was cleaning the ancestral hall, when he heard chickens and dogs jumping outside, he was so frightened that he hurried out to inquire about the situation, and saw Yan Mingting running wildly in the yard, and finally ran up to the old tree.

Zhao Yelan stood under the tree and shouted: "Yan Mingting, get out of here!"

"Climb up if you have the ability!"

"Yan Mingting!"

"exist!"

"..."

"Put down the broom first. If you have something to say, talk it out. Look at a wife who wants to do something like you." Yan Mingting persuaded.

"You still dare to mention the word Madam?!" Zhao Yelan sneered twice, "Okay, you won't come down, will you, Xiao Gao, cut down this tree!"

"yes!"

This is a hundred-year-old tree, and it is not easy to grow. It is said that it is a pity to cut it down so easily!

Butler Tan was about to run to stop him, when he saw Yan Mingting jumping down from the air, stepping on the branches and leaves, and stood still, letting Zhao Yelan hit the broom several times, kicked him twice, and the two went to the study one after the other.

Butler Tan wiped off his sweat, and drove away all the servants who were watching the excitement, and then returned to the ancestral hall to continue cleaning, muttering: "Master, old lady, don't be surprised, the general and Mr. Zhao are in love, yes, yes, Fighting is kissing and scolding is love, if you don't fight, you don't love each other, so you can rest assured."

On the other side, Yan Mingting walked into the study muttering: "I lost all face."

"You still know how to save face?" Zhao Yelan threw the broom back to Xiao Gao in a rage, "Does the shopkeeper know who you are?"

"I probably don't know, otherwise would he dare to ask me to help?" Yan Mingting said.

Zhao Yelan was panting while sitting on the seat. After running for a while, sweat was already dripping on his forehead.

"Drink some tea first." Yan Mingting poured him a cup of tea as an apology, and then explained, "If I didn't make up such a reason, how could I let you eat hot buns? .”

"So it's my fault?"

"That's not it." Yan Mingting just sat down, and got kicked by him again, "No, what I mean is, I didn't go in vain last night. If you want to eat buns in the middle of the night, you don’t have to bother others, I can make them for you.”

Zhao Yelan didn't believe his words at all, he drank his tea angrily, calmed down his anger, and then asked about the business: "Did you find the doctor?"

"I found it. Thanks to your portrait, soon a doctor said that he had treated this person." Yan Mingting looked a little serious, and said in a low voice, "The doctor said that Bao Lun suffered from a colorless and odorless disease. Toxic, no abnormalities were found at the beginning, but dizziness and weakness. The doctor and Bao Lun always thought it was a cold infection, and it was not until long-term treatment was ineffective that they discovered something was wrong. Diagnosed and treated."

"He's poisonous..."

"It was the poison my father was poisoned with." Yan Mingting's face was gloomy, "I never thought that he would end up harming himself after harming others, and he would die from this kind of poison in the end."

Zhao Yelan was silent for a moment, and said: "Then we have to find out the origin and effect of this poison now. People in the Tai Hospital may understand it, but they may make it public."

"Let's see if there are any good doctors among the people."

"I have someone to try."

"Who?"

"Ruan Xian's brother-in-law."

"Ruan Xian?" Yan Mingting felt somewhat disgusted when he thought of that little boy's appearance.

"He just said today that his brother-in-law once traveled with the former envoy of the imperial hospital, returned from his studies, and is now preparing to be admitted to the imperial hospital."

"...Then it's okay, call him directly?"

"No hurry." If Zhao Yelan went to find someone now, he would be asking for something from Ruan Xian. The other party would not be able to beat around the bush and make some demands. He didn't want to fall into a passive position. Well, the meaning is different, and we can better seal their mouths."

Yan Mingting didn't expect that a simple move could settle the interests behind, so he gave a thumbs up sincerely: "It has to be you."

After dinner, Yan Mingting said that he had something urgent to discuss with him, and brought him to the yard, but he still refused to say what was going on, and just walked quickly ahead with his head buried.

At first, Zhao Yelan thought he was looking for a meeting place, so he followed them. It wasn't until they went around the general's mansion that he realized the other party's intentions. He suddenly stopped and said in a deep voice, "Are you on purpose."

Yan Mingting turned around and smiled a little: "Yes, it's good for your health to eliminate food after meals."

After this brisk walk, Zhao Yelan's body was already a little hot, and he turned to go back to his room, but Yan Mingting stopped in front of him, temptingly said: "If you trot around again, you will live a long life."

"Say, keep talking nonsense."

"Can I still harm you?" Yan Mingting grabbed his slender arm, "I can see that it is harder for you to get on a horse than to reach the sky, so why don't you just run around in a different way? "

Zhao Yelan remained motionless.

"Run slower, I'll run with you." Yan Mingting thought for a while, then added another bargaining chip, "If you finish a lap, I will promise you one thing."

"What's up?"

"It's all up to you. As long as it's not burning, killing, looting, anything that violates morality is fine."

Zhao Yelan was silent for a moment, pondered over the pros and cons, and finally nodded: "Okay, it's a deal."

Although it was just a lap, the area of ​​the General's Mansion was not small, and Yan Mingting shrewdly ran around every corner, and finally saw that Zhao Yelan was really tired, so he stopped at the gate.

Zhao Yelan leaned back against the beam, gasping for breath, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Gao Tan saw them running one after the other halfway, and ran along along the way, and ran to him with ease, and couldn't help being curious: "My lord, what are you doing?"

"It's none of your business, play on your own," Zhao Yelan said.

Aggrieved, Xiao Gao went to Tan Butler to complain: "I feel that the adults don't like me more and more. He used to take me with him in everything. Now that he has a general, he thinks I'm in the way."

Butler Tan comforted him: "Don't be sad, he's not to blame for this, you are really in the way."

Gao Tan: "?"

After bathing at night, Zhao Yelan smelled it carefully, only to feel that the stench on his body had disappeared.

Yan Mingting brought him a bowl of medicine again: "The Enrong Banquet and Spring Hunting will be here soon, you have to recover as soon as possible to avoid any trouble."

Zhao Yelan closed his eyes, drank the medicine in one go, and then lay down early to rest. He didn't immediately explain the conditions for running, what exactly he wanted Yan Mingting to do, but Yan Mingting knew that he would not give up on this, so he definitely kept it in his heart, and he was waiting for the day when he would be ordered to do something.

After the Ching Ming Festival, it was rare for a few days to be sunny, and Zhao Yelan gradually recovered from the cold after being recuperated.

The Enrong Banquet was held at night, Zhao Yelan changed into his official uniform and wore a sachet around his waist.

Yan Mingting sniffed it: "Is it jasmine fragrance?"

"The dog's nose is quite good."

"You haven't worn that Jiang Li's sachet for a long time." Yan Mingting was a little moved after thinking about it, "Are you worried about me sneezing?"

"I think you are ashamed." Zhao Yelan rolled his eyes at him, got up and walked out of the gate, and saw that the group of generals had also come, and everyone was joking around Zhong Yuehong in the crowd.

Zhong Yuehong, who was only armed on weekdays, was now wearing an emerald emerald green fairy dress. As soon as she heard the booing from her brothers, she couldn't help but want to draw her sword, but when she touched her waist, she could only touch her purse.

"Don't tell me, Yue Hong is really beautiful today." When Yan Mingting came out, he was also taken aback for a moment, and then laughed.

"General, why do you even make fun of me!"

It was rare for Zhong Yuehong to show a trace of shyness. She knew very well that she had an ordinary appearance. Even though she was skilled, she still had a little envy in her heart for the dresses of those ladies. She was both curious and fresh.

Today, because the emperor hosted a banquet, my mother earnestly asked her to change into this fairy dress. So far, no matter how good the clothes are, they always look good when they are worn.

"Why are you joking, Yuehong, you are really good-looking, and it happens that all the officials are going to the banquet today, so you just want to see if there is anyone you like..."

"General!" Zhong Yuehong blushed, "Stop talking nonsense! I don't want to marry!"

"Okay, I won't say anything." Yan Mingting got on his horse and said with a smile, "When the time comes, let's help each other to see if there is a man who is suitable for Yuehong. If he refuses, we will carry him back to the barracks. How about being a stronghold husband?"

After speaking, he rode his horse and slipped away first.

Everyone laughed, Zhong Yuehong got on his horse and chased after him in embarrassment, and the others followed suit one after another.

Zhao Yelan sat in the sedan chair, watched the group of people riding horses across the street, young and vigorous, and said, "Let's go."

After a while, he heard the unhurried sound of horse hooves next to him. He lifted the corner of the curtain and looked at the people and horses outside: "Why are you back again?"

"I'm afraid you'll be bored by yourself." Yan Mingting sat on the horseback and looked at him leisurely, "Would you like to ride the horse together?"

This is a busy city, not to mention how eye-catching the two men are riding the same horse in the same city, but their identities are enough to make the common people talk more after dinner, and I don't know what the officials and ministers will think.

"Hurry up, don't talk to me at the banquet today, I have something to do." Zhao Yelan put down the curtain mercilessly.

"Okay." Although he didn't know what he had to do, Yan Mingting obediently obeyed and left the place quickly.

When the sedan chair arrived at Qionglin Garden, as soon as Zhao Yelan got off the sedan chair, he saw Yan Mingting and his party standing outside the door, fighting and making a fuss. They didn't go in for a long time, as if they were waiting for someone.

"Master Zhao is here." Zhong Yuehong noticed him first, and waved to him.

Zhao Yelan stepped forward calmly: "Why don't you go in?"

"We are all waiting for you." Zhong Yuehong said.

"Okay, since everyone is here, let's go in first." After Yan Mingting gave orders, he walked at the back, and said in a low voice, "Sit with me later."

Zhao Yelan: "I am rank seven."

The banquet is set up according to the grade, and the seventh grade can only be at the outermost edge, and you may not be able to see the holy face.

"But you are my family member, and those imperial wives are here too, just to sit at the same table with your husband." Yan Mingting said eloquently.

Zhao Yelan thought for a moment, but still refused: "It's easier to deal with things separately, I have to go to meet Ruan Xian for a while."

It turned out that he was busy with his own affairs, Yan Mingting's heart skipped a beat, he was almost overwhelmed with emotion, and his eyes were almost glued to him.

Zhao Yelan walked to his own seat, next door was Ruan Xian, the two exchanged simple greetings, after he sat down, he picked up his handkerchief and coughed continuously.

Ruan Xian asked: "Master Zhao is still in good health?"

"It's an old problem, and it won't get better, and the imperial doctor can't help it." After finishing speaking, he coughed twice again.

"Why don't you ask my brother-in-law to come and see for you. He has traveled abroad and seen all kinds of difficult and miscellaneous diseases. He cured my wife's long-term incurable diseases." Ruan Xian said.

"I'm afraid it will delay your business."

"It's okay, he's idle anyway." After several rounds of persuasion, Ruan Xian finally persuaded Zhao Yelan. He secretly rejoiced, and only hoped that his brother-in-law could cure his cold, which would be considered a bridge.

After the matter was settled, the banquet also began. The emperor and queen came slowly, sat on the chief seat, looked down at the ministers, greeted everyone politely for a while, and then started the topic, ordering the new Jinshi to come forward to receive the award and the appointment.

Ruan Xian stretched his neck out of curiosity, then moved closer to Zhao Yelan and muttered, "This year's Scholars are paid too much attention, the emperor personally took the official uniforms for them, unlike us last year."

"Naturally." Zhao Yelan smiled slightly.

The former emperor was still alive in the spring of last year, and he didn't care about the imperial examination at all, but Zhao Xuan was in urgent need of talents, and couldn't pay more attention to it.

"Then Wang Gui is quite handsome." Ruan Xian said, "Master Zhao, take a quick look, he looks quite good in official uniform."

Urged by him, Zhao Yelan had to raise his head to look inside, but caught Yan Mingting's eyes unexpectedly.

Candlelight illuminated the entire banquet hall, and everyone was scrambling to look at the new Jinshi who was bathing in the grace, only Yan Mingting stared at the people outside, sitting on the seat with a rebellious posture, his facial features shrouded in the light , obviously very hazy and blurred, but it makes people feel that his eyes are so clear.

Zhao Yelan was stunned for a moment, he forgot what to do, and heard Ruan Xian's voice faintly in his ears: "How is it, isn't it pretty?"

"Yeah." He responded with a grunt, hurriedly lowered his head and took a sip of tea, thinking that he was sometimes too naive.

After a while, he raised his head again. Before Yan Mingting could look back, he took another sip of tea and smiled back.

Yan Mingting's eyes flickered for a moment, then he turned back immediately, awkwardly picked up the wine in front of him, his hands trembled, and drank it down in one gulp.

"My lord, what are you laughing at?" Ruan Xian asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing." Zhao Yelan held the teacup in front of him, and deliberately suppressed the curvature of the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't suppress it no matter what.

Really childish.