From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

The sunrise over Cangshan Mountain illuminates the deep valley.

The clouds roll and unroll, reflecting the dangerous rocks.

Birds flap their wings, and green pines stand proudly. Between movement and stillness, large pieces of fallen leaves fly, rustling and dancing in the wind.

Cicadas drop their shells, and cranes return to their nests, making clear and pleasant calls that echo in the deep mountains, with lingering sounds.

Everyone is still reluctant to leave, but they also go down the mountain, retaining the aftertaste of the unfinished, looking forward to coming again next time.

Back in Shenjing City, it was dusk again. Everyone said they were tired and let Zhou Yuan go about their own business.

Zhou Yuan understood that they were giving themselves space.

So Zhou Yuan came to the brand new alley and knocked on the heavy door.

A housekeeper opened the door, looked Zhou Yuan up and down, and said, "Who is this young master looking for?"

Not everyone has seen Zhou Yuan. Even the people of Shenjing who often join in the fun have only seen him from afar when Zhou Yuan went to war or returned victorious.

Zhou Yuan said, "I'm looking for Lao Xiong. You can go and do your own thing. You don't need to lead the way."

The housekeeper really didn't dare to stop him from addressing the Marquis like that.

This was Zhou Yuan's first time in the Marquis Keyi's mansion. He looked around at the scenery and was afraid to go to the inner courtyard, fearing that Lao Xiong was doing something bad.

So he yelled at the top of his lungs: "Old Bear! Old Bear!"

"Brother Dao, is Brother Dao here?"

Soon a servant came running over, but before he could scold him, Xiong Kuohai jumped out from the inner courtyard and said anxiously: "Zhou Yuan! Shut up!"

He was sweating profusely, and first glared at the servants, then pulled Zhou Yuan inside and said in a low voice: "I say, kid, can you give me some face? Why call me Brother Dao! Who gave me this bullshit name!"

Zhou Yuan laughed and said: "When they mentioned you when we were drinking in Gansu Town, they all called you that."

Xiong Kuohai gritted his teeth and said: "I Now I understand your feelings. It is really uncomfortable to be splashed with dirty water by others!"

Zhou Yuan said: "I was splashed with dirty water, but you are the real one!"

"Don't give me that!"

Xiong Kuohai said: "Don't mess with anything you say today. My wife's distant cousin and her family arrived in Shenjing today and are visiting my home. It is related to my sister and big plan. If you blow it, I will be finished."

Zhou Yuan patted his chest and said: "Brother Dao, don't worry! I promise to support you!"

"I don't understand. You said this just to let me help you save face!"

Xiong Kuohai was almost dying of anxiety, he bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Master! You are my master, okay! Please don't call me brother, I'm really afraid that people will ask for details and I can't answer!"

"You must have something to ask me, just tell me!"

Zhou Yuan said: "Don't you really need me to help you save face?"

"Forget it, you will only steal my limelight. I am a marquis, why do I need to save face in front of them? I am the scene itself."

"Hurry up and talk about the matter, I really don't have time to chat with you."

Zhou Yuan laughed and said: "Are you interested in going to the south? The battle at sea is about to begin."

Xiong Kuohai snorted: "What does the war on the sea have to do with me? How long have I just returned from Gansu Town? I just met my good sister, and you want to drag me to the war. Are you a human being?"

Speaking of this, he sighed helplessly and said, "Do you really need me? If so, I will go with you."

Zhou Yuan was not polite and said directly: "Leave on time on the morning of August 20th, and ride south quickly."

"You will cooperate with Wang Ang at that time. We may involve landing operations this time. You are more careful than Wang Ang, and it will be easier to control the situation at that time."

"Of course, you don't have to go. Forget it, don't go."

Zhou Yuan turned around and left.

Xiong Kuohai grabbed Zhou Yuan and said hurriedly: "Damn it, don't keep me in suspense. Explain clearly what landing operations are! Are we going to the island bandit's lair?"

Zhou Yuan shook his head and said: "I don't know. Just stay at home with your good sister!"

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Don't leave me behind!"

Xiong Kuohai was really anxious now. He held Zhou Yuan's hand tightly and shouted: "You can't go to the island bandit's lair without me! No good sister is more important than this!"

"Take me, brother, grandpa, you must take me!"

Zhou Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said: "Accompany sister-in-law well. See you in the morning of August 20th."

After speaking, he turned and left, shouting at the top of his voice: "Brother Dao, I'm leaving."

"Shut up!"

Old Xiong was so anxious that he jumped up and down.

Sure enough, after he returned to the inner courtyard, Sister Xiong's cute cousin couldn't help asking, "Brother-in-law, why do people outside call you Brother Dao?"

Sister Xiong's face was unnatural.

Old Xiong immediately laughed and said, "Good sister, have you forgotten that I used to be a cultivator?Taoism!"

"Isn't he a monk?"

What a pity! I didn't fool him!

Xiong Kuohai laughed and said, "Buddhism and Taoism are inseparable! My dear sister, you will know it later."

Sister Xiong glared at him fiercely and said, "My Lord, what are you thinking about?"

At this moment, Xiong Kuohai knew... the title of Taoist brother may have been dead in name only.

...

Zhou Yuan did not go home, but went to the Beijing camp and had a good drink with Dayong and others.

It was late at night when he quietly entered the palace.

As if she knew he was coming, Guan Miaoshan had not slept yet, nor did she review the memorials, but was quietly reading a book in the pavilion of Ziwei Palace.

She was wearing a white dress, like a fairy from the Moon Palace, and her extraordinary temperament was fascinating.

Zhou Yuan walked up quickly, and before he spoke, Guan Miaoshan said softly, "He is not good-looking. ”

At this moment, I dreamed of the Baiyun Temple five years ago.

It’s just that the person standing behind Miao Shanzi was not Xiaozhuang, but Zhuang Xuansu.

Zhou Yuan was a little stunned for a moment.

Miao Shanzi said: "You want to learn martial arts? Go to the battlefield to serve the country in the future?"

"I don’t have such a big picture."

Zhou Yuan suppressed his smile and said: "I just want to live a few more years, and after taking good care of my body, it will also help with sex."

Miao Shanzi also laughed and said softly: "It’s been five years. How is your body? I want to see if it helps much with sex."

Zhou Yuan rubbed his hands and said: "Then I’m offended."

Miao Shanzi said: "Want to touch me? You don’t have the qualifications for the time being. You must fight with my guards for a few moves first to prove your level."

Hearing this, Zhuang Xuansu’s face suddenly changed.

Miao Shanzi looked back at her and said coldly: "Are you going to disobey the order? "

Zhuang Xuansu's body trembled, and he half-knelt down, gritting his teeth and said, "I dare not! I obey you!"

She was clearly panting when she spoke.

Although things had not started yet, Zhou Yuan suspected that she was already very happy.

The crescent moon hung on the sycamore, and the clock stopped but people were still not quiet.

There were no female officials in Ziwei Palace tonight, only guards and masters, and a young man who wanted to prove his martial arts.

Both the master and the servant verified Zhou Yuan's progress in the past few years.

The hysterical madness during the period was not worth telling to outsiders.

The next day at dawn, Zhuang Xuansu limped away, and Guan Miaoshan hugged Zhou Yuan's neck and smiled, "She was almost killed by you. From now on, I will call you Brother Dao."

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan was startled and almost choked himself.

He who kills will be killed.

Zhou Yuan never thought that the name he used to tease Lao Xiong would eventually fall on his head.