Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

At the beginning of September, the day before the arrival of the Liao State delegation, the list of officials and nobles accompanying them to Qiushou was finally calculated.

Being able to accompany the emperor to participate in the autumn hunting is a very high honor, and being taken by the emperor itself is a manifestation of winning the emperor's heart, so every time the autumn hunting list is surging, this time even more so.

There is no other reason. Emperor Xiwen himself is not interested in Qiu Shou. He only ordered the beauties and beautiful men brought by the harem. As for who to take, it is the affairs of Zhengshitang. Therefore, it is not so much to test who this time. To get the heart of Emperor Xiwen, it is better to see who stands in whose team.

As a result, the number of people who went this time became the largest in the life of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

However, after breaking his head, Ling Qingyu did not expect that he would become one of them.

"Am I not a ****? I can't go out? What's the matter with this?" Ling Qingyu pointed to the official document.

Cheng Jia frowned, the fan in his hand tapped the palm of his hand, and said: "I asked Fan Yu. He said that Dong Xiang and Wang Xiang directly named you to participate in the last war. Xiao Sui lost to Yang. Zhao is in hand, so this time I want you to come forward and raise your country's prestige."

"A liar! Zhao has already died in battle, so she is so prosperous!" Ling Qingyu suddenly exploded and asked her to participate, as long as he saw Emperor Xiwen saw Xiao Sui saw the group of people who collectively killed Yang Zhao , She couldn't help but cut it directly with a knife.

Although annoyed, they had to go. After asking about Qiu Shou's rules and requirements, Yan Qi and Ying 13 got busy.

Because of the limited housing in the paddock, most people live in tents, and there are also restrictions on the number of entourages that can be brought according to the grade. After entering the paddock, it is even more restricted.

Ying Jiu took Ye Po to go to the paddock in advance to see the terrain, Ying Shi 13 was responsible for all the material preparation, and Yan Qi got the list of this time to check the people one by one, but it was dangerous.

The port of Shanghai has been established, the inland ships built in Quanzhou have been handed over to Longmen to run the Yangtze River, and the lines on the open sea have also begun to run through. This year, the weather has been smooth and the products are rich. The output of farms and the purchase of shops in various places have also been reported. Come up.

After Ling Qingyu was angry for a long time, she didn't have the time to think about it anymore, and began to seriously consider her national economic plan.

The autumn sun shines in from the window, making the study room with the wide open window very bright. The green smoke in the corner of the incense burner is very clear and elegant. It is the fragrance of Cheng Jia personally, even Ling Qingyu's fragrance. People who don't catch a cold love it very much.

Ling Qingyu sat at the desk and was doing calculations and drawing charts in front of a pile of books and letters. Cheng Jia wrote his national policy on the table next to him. After a while, Cheng Jia would put down his pen to order a pot of new tea and pour a cup for it. Ling Qingyu, Ling Qingyu, who was completely immersed in his own affairs, usually drank directly, making him speechless while waiting for the book case, but he was not surprised.

Cheng Jia has seen the plans of Ling Qingyu, and sometimes gives some suggestions, but most of the time, the two of them do their own things. Except for the sound of charcoal strokes on paper, there is silence in the study, but Very peaceful.

Cheng Jia looked up occasionally, watching Ling Qingyu holding the charcoal and occasionally frowning and occasionally showing a smile and occasionally a narrow smile. His expression was extremely rich, making him smile unconsciously, and only felt that he had never been so full and peaceful.

The years are quiet.

On September 18th, after a grand ceremony was held, the brigade began to walk towards the paddock. The official road from the imperial army who cleared the road first to the entourage who left the city last walked about ten miles.

In the autumn hunting, the soldiers are naturally indispensable for hunting. This time not only the guard camp, but also Zhao Yinfeng and his subordinates who escorted the Liao State mission to Beijing.

Zhao Yinfeng came back with a bellyful of fire this time. According to what he thought, he should take advantage of this time and fight with Yeluye to completely defeat Xiao Sui, and then go to fight Yelvye and harvest the land of Liao. For yourself. It's just that he was eager to prepare for battle, but he received the order from Zhao Mingliang and the old man to not send troops! Zhao Yinfeng knew that if he sent troops privately, he would be held accountable by the court, but Zhao Mingliang said that he was not allowed to send troops. Not only was he not allowed to send troops, but he had to cooperate with Xiao Sui to negotiate with Da Zhou. Zhao Yinfeng knew that Xiao Sui must have it in his hands. Zhao Mingliang's handle, this is to use this handle to let the Zhao family come forward to solve the threat from Da Zhou's side, in exchange for time to fight Yelu.

As soon as he came back, Zhao Yinfeng sought out his father, and repeatedly explained that this was a great opportunity. If he could take the opportunity to take back the Kyushu of Yanyun and even destroy the Liao State, it would be a great credit. But the old man just said, what if Xiao Sui gave up Yelu and focused on fighting Zhao Jiajun? Then the Zhao family's army was all wasted, and even if the final contribution was made, it was not the Zhao family's. Then he ordered him to obey Zhao Mingliang's command in a very severe tone, because he had passed the position of Zhao family head to Zhao Mingliang.

Feeling frustrated, Zhao Yinfeng found Gao Wenhe who was still in Bianjing for a drink, and then heard Gao Wenhe talk about the Mid-Autumn Festival Wenhui, and then heard Gao Wenhe with emotion that Yang Zhao married such a wife is really blessed, and his heart is even more Uncomfortable. In the death of Yang Zhao, the Zhao family was the culprit. Although there was always a quarrel with Yang Zhao and Zhao Yinfeng, he really admired him. A generation of warriors actually died under a conspiracy, but he knew at the time but did not notify him. Yang Zhao, this became a thorn in his heart.

Not to mention that woman, Zhao Yinfeng couldn't help but look at the two carriages in the back of the team again.

Accompanied by high-ranking officials and wealthy people in Bianjing, the vehicles are more gorgeous than cars, and the servants are more than families. When the female relatives look out to see the scenery, they will dance with Yingge Yan. Only in this Dingguo mansion, although the carriage is big but unremarkable, there are not many guards beside it, and the woman has not even shown her head.

This woman is also a thorn in his heart, inserted deep in his heart that he doesn't know, she can't usually think of it, and once touched occasionally, he will have a very uncomfortable pain. What's more, now because of the Zhao family, she has become a **** who even has no children.

Withdrawing his gaze, looking at the high flags of the guards on both sides of the road, the woman...The second day after returning to Bianjing, Wang Huilan sent someone to meet him at Ci'an Temple in the suburbs of Beijing. As soon as they met, Wang Huilan cried and rushed forward, so scared that Zhao Yinfeng jumped three steps back, and then the two princes and concubines were called in a serious manner before Wang Huilan stopped, and then turned and threw on. Crying on the table. From what she said intermittently from her unhappy crying, Zhao Yinfeng roughly understood what she meant. It was nothing but that she was now very wronged, painful and pitiful, framed by others, and demoted to concubine by the second prince, and now in the palace. Difficult situation, so many.

Zhao Yinfeng was speechless. I wonder what Wang Huilan did when he came here? After hearing her crying for two quarters of an hour, Wang Huilan said that she could not help but was ready to go away. She hoped that Zhao Yinfeng would be directly loyal to the second prince, so that she could retain her position as the queen when the second prince became king. .

At that time, Zhao Yinfeng just bowed his hand and left. He didn't know if it was Wang Huilan's stupid or the kind of person he thought was very stupid and cheating. This time, Zhao Mingliang left the second prince and one hundred thousand new army in Weizhou. There was already a rift between Zhao Mingliang and the second prince. After the second prince and Heishuiguan had reached a close relationship, the rift became even bigger, so the second The prince hit him on the head? No, the second prince is not so stupid. He wants his own wife, now he is a concubine, to impress a general of the border with his old feelings. The search should also be to directly find him to impress him with benefits. So, it was Wang Huilan's own thoughts, thinking about letting him help her with her previous friendship, but how could she have so much confidence that they really had the friendship that could allow him to do this for her before? To talk about friendship, it should be the life-saving grace that he pulled her out of the trap three times when she was young! Remembering that when he left, Wang Huilan's expression that he thought he had agreed, Zhao Yinfeng suddenly felt that it was really cheating that he had been told to fall in love with Wang Huilan before!

Such a woman!

Shaking his head, Zhao Yinfeng stopped thinking about it, and squinted to look at the front of the team. The Liao State Mission's motorcade was in front of Zhao's house. At this time, I was afraid that Zhao Mingliang had sneaked into Xiao Sui's car again.

What the old man and Zhao Mingliang were thinking about, Zhao Yinfeng had a terrible guess in his heart, but he was unwilling to face it, so he could only continue to be his general in town without knowing it.

The paddock was a little far away from Bianjing. That night, the large army stopped to rest in the middle. Every family set up their own tents in the designated area. The servants were busy fetching water and cooking rice, and the masters were men. Some go hunting, some of the female relatives rest in tents, and some take a walk outside surrounded by maids.

Autumn hunting is the best time to meet. Not only the female family members can see the young men in fresh clothes, but the teenagers can also see the style of the girls.

Yan Qi didn’t bring too many guards, neither Su Mu nor Xie Saburo, who had the eye, only him, Ying Jiu Ying, Thirteen Nights, and the twelve guards brought by Wang Zuo. In this case, one is not. Maybe there are too many people. Second, if there is something to do, too many people can solve it. In addition to their guards, Bai Wei and two maids came with him. After all, in such an open-ended place, Ling Qingyu had only men serving him, so he didn't know what would happen.

The food of the Ling's family was brought by himself. As soon as the meat on the grill released its fragrance, Cheng Jia found it.

Looking at the tent, Cheng Jia sat by the fire casually and asked: "Why don't you come out?"

"Are you kidding?" Ying Shisan glanced at him, then turned the meat on the grill aside.

After all, Ling Qingyu is still a new widow. Maybe he brought her here this time because he wanted to see her jokes. At this time, there could be publicity.

"Isn't there still Alan's mask? Just let her appear as a maid." Cheng Jia laughed. It is said that Mrs. Yang never went out. He thought so before, and he was heartbroken for a long time. As a result, where he could not go out, wearing a mask, this person ate all the delicious stalls in Bianjing streets and alleys. .

"She said it's better to be honest here, after all, there are too many enemies, not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case." Ying Thirteen handed a piece of roasted meat to Cheng Jia and said.

Cheng Jia nodded, took a bite of the meat, then stood up and said, "I will stare at her then." After entering the paddock, there will be an emperor's ceremony to worship the heavens. Their guards can't enter, just that scene. , And there shouldn't be anyone stupid enough to trouble Ling Qingyu.

Various gazes were already nearby, Cheng Jia took the plate and took a few pieces of meat under Ying Shisan's gaze, and walked back to the Chengfu site leisurely.

Cheng Xiang leaned on the couch in the tent. Aunty Yue was rubbing his shoulders and beating his legs. She watched Cheng Jia come in and bowed first and then continued to beat Cheng Xiang's legs.

"Go and see Xia Xia'er." Cheng Xiangwei closed her eyes and ordered. Aunt Yue responded and got up and walked out of the tent.

Cheng Jia put the plate in front of Cheng Xiang, and the strong meaty fragrance made Cheng Xiang unconsciously open his eyes and then sit up.

Seeing his father biting a piece of meat with a look of enjoyment, Cheng Jia smiled and said, "Brother Xi is almost five years old, should my father let him go to school?"

Cheng Xiang was taken aback, then nodded. His wife died early after leaving him with a son and a daughter. His son showed great talent since he was a child, and he still had a lot of affection for the aunt who had risen from the close-kids, so he didn’t renew the strings, but just focused on training. The son later became the prime minister. He was busy with business affairs, and his son couldn’t control it. Fortunately, this son was really upright. Even if no one was in charge, he became the youngest champion in Da Zhou. After that, he didn’t care about it. son. As for the youngest son born to Aunt Yue, he was even more unconcerned. Now that Cheng Jia mentioned it, Fang remembered that Cheng Xuan was also five years old, but he was still raising in front of Aunt Yue. It was indeed not good.

But this son, who hasn't made himself worry about it, is really causing him a headache now. He stayed with that woman, not to mention, and half-opened his position, making him, the prime minister who has always maintained a centrist, very passive.

"Father, the Dong family and the Wang family are too rampant. If they become the throne, it will definitely be detrimental to us and Qingliu. Father, have you ever thought about it, the fourth prince?" Cheng Jia twisted a piece at the prime minister's resentful eyes. Meat, asked with a smile.

"Four princes?" Cheng Xiang unconsciously sat up, his eyes deepened when he looked at Cheng Jia. Behind the four princes is the Deng family, which is considered a scholarly family, and the emperor Xiwen likes it the most. Emperor Xiwen has mentioned to him several times in private and wanted to make the fourth prince the prince.

"The four princes and corporals are very friendly to scholars, and he does not have a strong background. He is bound to rely on our Qingliu to get support. Compared with the Dong and Wang families who regard us as enemies, it is much easier to control." As if not seeing Cheng Xiang's gaze, Cheng Jia lowered his eyes and said.

"Jia'er, the prince's matter, we still don't participate, just keep watching." Cheng Xiangshen said.

"If, my son understands." Cheng Jia replied, then pushed the plate closer to Cheng Xiang and got up out of the tent.

He knows his father too well, saying that he is the leader of the Qingliu, but he is actually the most powerful person. No matter who the eldest prince and the second prince are in the position, someone will inevitably overwhelm him. How could this happen with his father’s mind? He has been silent on the matter of establishing a prince, but I am afraid that he has an idea in his heart. I tried it today and it turned out to be the case.

In this case, when Cheng Xiang and Emperor Xiwen both thought that the time was not ripe, they would not decide the crown prince. In the future, the battle at the court would inevitably be even more sinister! However, none of this has anything to do with him. As long as someone picks up this head, they will naturally fight for it to be bloodied. As long as they can't help it and give a fatal blow, the dynasty will collapse.

I don’t know how long such a happy life can last...

Because Yan Qi's appearance was too beautiful, Ling Qingyu asked Yan Qi to follow him in the carriage without showing up outside. After reading so many gossips handed over from the Red Chamber, the conclusion is that the big family members of Bianjing are really the base camp of dog-blood dramas. If you don’t talk about the female family members, the men have played even more aggressively, except for those who are not robbed and robbed. Liangmin, there are more people who like chrysanthemums, and most people have so many beautiful little servants just to get rid of the fire. Although Yan Qi is getting older, his looks and temperament are more charming and moving, thinking that if he is attracted by others...

"I've been blasted at such an old age, I'm afraid I won't be able to return my life." Ling Qingyu didn't pay attention to what he said.

Yan Qi smiled, hugged her waist from behind, and smiled: "Don't worry, I won't let people have a chance to touch me, let alone, my chrysanthemum, didn't you have a good time?"

Ling Qingyu's face blushed after rubbing, and he was hated forever!

Seeing her glaring at her with an angry face and flushing, Yan Qi couldn't help but hugged her tighter, and then kissed her lips.

"Yan Qi, this is outside..." Ling Qingyu just said, his mouth was blocked more tightly, and then Ying Shisan, who had come in for food, coughed, was liberated and felt even more annoyed. Yan Qi glared at him.

Yan Qi just chuckled, waved Ying Shisan out, and then pulled her hand into her shirt, and laughed in a low voice, "I will teach you another trick today, okay?"

The curvy body is lying prone on the soft cushion, the beautiful buttocks are tilted up, and the eyes are like silk, teasing her with mist, holding her hands with warm hands towards her hip. Ling Qingyu only felt the heat of his nose, raised his head quickly, and slapped his hands on the hips, and said, "Still playing!"

Yan Qi chuckled, turned over, took the kerchief to help her wipe the nosebleeds, and hugged her with a smile: "If you like it, admit it, I like to be tricked by you," he said. He went up and said with a smile: "I like it in front and back."

Ling Qingyu glared at him with his slanted eyes. After knowing Yan Qi for so many years, he now knows what this person's nature is like, he is simply a fairy! At the time, Yan Qi studied **** in addition to martial arts in the Red Chamber. In order to find Wang Yi for revenge, he also specialized in chrysanthemum studies. How to make the latter happy, that learning is a delicate one, so that he can let a cautious person like Wang Yi also. Following his way, after Ling Qingyu was drunk that day, Yan Qi began to teach Ling Qingyu what she had learned, so that she could truly understand and appreciate how to make a man Chrysanthemum happy, while watching her tangled, shy but curious. It seemed that Yan Qi was very pleased, and made him love her since then.

"Yan Qi, you..." Ling Qingyu snorted when he shot him up and down with bad eyes.

Leaning on her shoulder, Yan Qi smirked twice, and then said softly: "I will only be like this with you, don't worry, if someone else touches me in the future, it must be the corpse of me that touched me."

"Yan Qi!" He covered his mouth, Ling Qingyu said with anger on his face: "You are not allowed to say that!"

"Well," Yan Qi smiled and took her hand off, and said, "I see, even the corpse can only be touched by you, okay?"