Getting Simulated By The Empress Is Not My Intention

In this way, Zhang Beichen became Wei's foreign minister, and went to court with Wei Chen every day, so Wei Yao naturally asked him to help improve the imperial examination system and run official schools.

"It's so comfortable! This is the feeling of having Zhang Beichen, you can win even while lying down!" Wei Yao was delighted, what she had never done before, Zhang Beichen did it as soon as he came!

At this time, she received a private message, and Ying Yiren sent her a message on the simulator: "Wei Yao, what's wrong with you? How can you appoint Zhang Beichen as the prime minister of your Wei country? Are you crazy?"

Wei Yao said, "Why not? Is there any rule that says he can't be the prime minister of Wei? This king is happy!"

Ying Yiren gritted her silver teeth: "You are too shameless, Zhang Beichen is obviously going to negotiate a peace!"

Wei Yao: "He's here to ask for peace, so the one who asks for peace must not pay conditions?"

Ying Yiren: "Within one month, you must return Zhang Beichen! Otherwise, war will start! You don't want Zhang Beichen to be caught in the middle, in a dilemma!"

Wei Yao: "If Zhang Beichen is caught in the middle, he must be very happy."

Ying Yiren: "??? As the king of Wei, what kind of tiger and wolf words are you talking about?"

Wei Yao: "Okay, don't be so stingy. This king can return you a city, and you can borrow it for three more months."

Ying Yiren: "Absolutely impossible! Wei Yao, I warn you, don't leave Zhang Beichen in your Wei country for too long! Have you forgotten that in the simulation, people from your Wei country tried to kill Zhang Beichen several times! He is still I have no strength to protect myself!"

Speaking of this, Wei Yao also became worried. She appointed Zhang Beichen as foreign minister to reform the administration of officials. Already offended all the ministers of the State of Wei over and over again!

Pang Ming and Gongzi Jiu didn't speak on the surface, maybe they were thinking about how to get rid of Zhang Beichen secretly.

Now the conflict has not been fully aroused, and if it is fully aroused, I will not be able to control it.

But now that Zhang Beichen is only at the fourth realm, if someone is really against him... Wei Yao thought for a while and said, "In a month's time, this king will naturally send someone to escort him back to Qin."

Ying Yiren: "Okay, I hope you will do what you say!"

After hanging up the private chat, Wei Yao became distressed.

"Zhang Beichen can only stay for so long, how can I capture him?" She rubbed her head, "The time is too short!"

So she asked the female officer in the palace: "Tell me, if a man and a woman want to enhance their relationship, what should they do?"

The female official said: "Your Majesty, you can go to the countryside to gather folk songs, sing songs, hunt together, or hold a banquet."

"Collecting the wind? It's autumn, and it's too cold to collect the wind. Hunting can be considered, holding a banquet? It's too slow." Wei Yao thought, she couldn't be with Zhang Beichen at the banquet, could she?

After all, in real time and space, the two had only met each other for a few days.

The female official said: "There are also festivals together. For example, the Moon Festival will be held ten days later. There is a folk tradition. Unmarried men and women participate in the Moon Festival together, and get to know each other and fall in love."

"Moon Festival!" Wei Yao's eyes lit up, as if it was a good idea.

The festival of offering sacrifices to the moon is the so-called Mid-Autumn Festival. It's just that it's not called the Mid-Autumn Festival at this time, but a festival to worship the moon.

During the Moon Festival, people will worship the moon at night and hold various entertainment activities at the same time. Such as performances, lanterns, drinking, singing and dancing.

Wei Yao only took her to the Moon Festival when her little mother was still there. Later, they all lived in the palace and did not participate in such activities again.

"It's decided like this, to participate in the Moon Festival with Zhang Beichen!" Wei Yao thought to herself, she immediately ordered, and said to the left and right: "To celebrate the harvest this year, the Moon Festival in Daliang City will be more lively."

"Yes!" The subordinate immediately went to make arrangements.

...

Because he was appointed as foreign minister, Wei Yao also specially gave Zhang Beichen a house, which is near Wei Yao's private garden.

In the evening, Zhang Beichen was resting on the bed after bathing, when Wei Yao sent a message.

Wei Yao: "Aiqing, are you asleep?"

Zhang Beichen: "Just lay down."

Wei Yao: "Ai Qing has worked hard. The king is not asleep yet! (Picture, JPG)"

In the picture, Wei Yao is lying on the bed in silk pajamas. From the perspective of the picture, you can just see that the plump thing is squeezed to the point of deformation, and it is placed under her body like a soft cushion.

Zhang Beichen was a bit distracted, always posting pictures like this in the middle of the night, okay?

Zhang Beichen: "My lord, you can't use this to seduce me. Although I promised to be the prime minister of Wei, my job is to be prime minister of Qin!"

Wei Yao: "Is this king not as good as Ying Yiren? (Picture, JPG)"

This time, she stood up straight away, showing off her pair of white and tender jade legs.

Zhang Beichen: "Everyone has its own merits!"

Wei Yao: "Hee hee. Zhang Beichen, if you do things for this king, this king will not treat you badly."

"Well, it's the Moon Festival in a few days. How about you prepare, let's go to the festival together?"

"Is this a date?" Zhang Beichen's heart moved, and he said, "Is this okay? What if someone else sees it?"

Wei Yao: "It doesn't matter, if I pretend to be a little bit, no one will know. Besides, so what if they know, how dare I control my success?"

Since Wei Yao said there was no problem, Zhang Beichen said bluntly, "Okay, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient!"

...

A few days later, the Moon Festival.

There are traditions of offering sacrifices to the moon in various places, often led by the government, and the people organize festival entertainment together.

This year, because of Wei Yao's decree, Daliang's Moon Sacrifice Festival was held in a particularly grand manner. The government even offered money to reward those who organized entertainment activities, which attracted many people to participate in the Moon Festival.

...

Zhang Beichen changed into a Confucian uniform and stayed in his house.

When the sun was about to set, the servants reported someone to visit.

He opened the door to greet him, and it was Wei Yao who had changed into a chest-length skirt.

The upper body is white, the lower body is green, and a rope is tied around the waist, outlining the exquisite figure.

Wei Yao still wore some pearl and jade tiaras on her head, and she seemed to have deliberately painted exquisite makeup today, every frown and smile are touching!

"Your Majesty, why are you here alone? Are there no guards?" Zhang Beichen asked in surprise.

Wei Yao said with a smile: "Of course, how can I let them bother us! Aiqing, your strength should be able to protect this king, right?"

"Of course!" Although he is only in the fourth realm, Zhang Beichen thinks it shouldn't be a problem.

After all, this is Daliang, the capital of Wei State, and the famous masters are Wei Yao's subordinates. Even in danger, Wei Yao can always use the power of the totem fat to protect herself, so that no major problems will occur.

"Let's go!" Wei Yao naturally took Zhang Beichen's hand, and the two slipped out quietly taking advantage of the twilight.

Wei Yao seemed generous, but in fact she was still very nervous. As a woman, is it too frivolous to take the initiative to hold a man's hand?

But she also thought that she and Zhang Beichen had done more exciting things in the simulated time and space, which shouldn't be a big deal.

Thinking of this, she relied on Zhang Beichen with peace of mind and went to Daliang City to participate in the Moon Sacrifice Festival.

Lanterns have already been hung on the streets of Daliang. There is an endless stream of pedestrians, among them are many men and women who are in love.

At this time, Confucian ethics had not yet been popularized throughout the country, and the folk customs were relatively open. If a man and a woman see each other right, it is possible for something indescribable to happen directly.

Wei Yao hasn't been out of the palace for a long time, nor has she participated in such a lively festival, she is as happy as a happy magpie.

"Zhang Beichen, this pastry looks delicious! Buy it for me!" She hides her identity now and does not claim to be the king.

Zhang Beichen paid for it, Wei Yao took a bite and exclaimed, "It's really delicious, let me try it!"

After finishing speaking, she handed the pastry to Zhang Beichen's mouth, and Zhang Beichen took a bite, and she said distressedly: "Don't finish eating it all!"

After finishing speaking, she quickly ate the rest, regardless of the pastry froth still in her mouth.

"Wow, that lantern is so beautiful!"

"What is this? This bamboo cat is so cute! I want it!"

"Zhang Beichen, that wreath is so beautiful, buy it for me!"

"Zhang Beichen, look at the sky, the moon is so beautiful!"

Along the way, Wei Yao was so happy that Zhang Beichen was infected by her lively emotions and felt much better.

The two were chatting and laughing, and had been shopping for nearly an hour.

At this time, a big and round moon hung in the night sky. Under the moonlight, there was the brightly lit Daliang City, filled with laughter and laughter.

Zhang Beichen couldn't help feeling that it would be great if every country had such a scene.

It's a pity that this is the Warring States Period, and there are endless wars in the world. It's rare to see a scene like this once in more than ten years!

"Zhang Beichen, look, the Moon God is being sacrificed over there, let's go too!" Wei Yao took Zhang Beichen's hand and trotted forward.

There is an altar here, and on the altar, a statue of the moon god is enshrined.

The statue was carved out of stone, showing the appearance of a woman with a graceful figure, and the carving still had some charm.

Zhang Beichen didn't know what kind of god the moon god in this time and space was. It might be Xihe from ancient legends, or it might be Chang'e or something.

A large group of people surrounded the altar, and many of them were worshiping the moon god.

In front of the statue of Luna, there was an old woman with a cane.

She said to the crowd in a hoarse voice: "Sacrificing to the Moon God at the Moon Festival, you can get the blessing of the Moon God! The elderly worship, you can expel diseases; children worship, smart and wise; men and women worship, you can reap love."

Zhang Beichen laughed secretly, isn't this the one that benefits anyone who worships?

When Wei Yao heard this, she was moved and said, "Let's worship the Moon God!"

Zhang Beichen had no objection to this, so it was considered an entertainment activity.

The old woman continued: "One ring coin can be used for offering incense!"

Ring money is a kind of round money with square holes, which is the predecessor of copper plate.

"If you can dedicate poems and songs to the Moon God, you will have a better chance of receiving the blessing of the Moon God!"

After the old woman finished speaking, many people came forward and bought sacrifices with ring money to worship the moon god.

Zhang Beichen also took out the ring money and worshiped with Wei Yao.

At this time, the old woman said to him: "The young master is wearing a Confucian uniform, so he must be a student of Confucianism. If you are interested, you can present poems to the Moon God, and you may be blessed by the Moon God!"

"The Moon God only blesses once a year, and those who receive the blessing can have great luck! Maybe they can be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister!"

Zhang Beichen didn't believe it, because he was now the prime minister of two countries. But Wei Yao found it very interesting and said, "Yes, Zhang Beichen, you are so good, you can try it!"

Just as Zhang Beichen was thinking, a young man next to him volunteered, "Let me go first."

The man was also wearing a Confucian uniform, obviously a disciple of Confucianism. His eyes have always been on Wei Yao, no matter which country or era a beautiful woman is in, she always attracts people's attention.

The man read: "The bright moon is so bright, it shines on my bed and curtains. I can't sleep because of sorrow, so I take up my clothes and wander around.

Although the guest is happy, it is better to return early. Going out of the house and wandering alone, who should I tell my worries? The leader returned to the room, and his clothes were stained with tears. "

After he finished reading, everyone couldn't help applauding: "Good poem!"

A scholar praised: "Take the moon as the title, showing the meaning of homesickness, brother, you have a good literary talent!"

The scholar looked smugly, looked at Wei Yao, and asked: "This girl is from the State of Lu, and she is Lu Cheng, a student of the Confucian Academy. Do you have the honor to meet the girl?"

Wei Yao shook her head directly, grabbed Zhang Beichen's hand and said, "I'm not interested."

Lu Cheng was rejected, looked at Zhang Beichen, a little upset, and said, "This brother seems to have some skills, why don't you also recite one?"

Copying poems is a necessary skill for travelers.

Those Tang poems and Song Ci are not quite in line with the style of writing of this era. Zhang Beichen just thought of a song, but saw a person standing beside him who seemed familiar.

He took a closer look and found that he was really an "acquaintance", so he said: "I think this young master also wants to recite poems, let him come first."

Seeing this, Lu Cheng smiled and said nothing. He felt that Zhang Beichen didn't have the strength, so he deliberately shied away.

At this time, Wei Yao also saw the person Zhang Beichen mentioned. It was a poorly dressed scholar, very thin.

Wei Yao whispered in Zhang Beichen's ear, "Isn't that Gongsun Yan?"

"It seems to be him!" Zhang Beichen nodded.

Gongsun Yan appeared in the simulated time and space. He is a native of Wei, and he is proficient in the knowledge of Confucianism, Military School and Legalism.

When Zhang Beichen was taken away by Han Mengshu to serve in South Korea, Gongsun Yan went to Qin and became the prime minister of Qin.

In several simulations, he has also been the prime minister of Wei and Zhao, and his attribute value is definitely a gold card.

The most powerful thing about Gongsun Yan is that he is very good at diplomacy!

In one simulation, he became a strategist! Although he was defeated by Zhang Beichen in the end, his ability cannot be underestimated because of this.

Seeing Zhang Beichen talking about himself, Gongsun Yan was taken aback for a moment, and seeing that everyone was looking at him, he said, "Forget it, then let's recite a poem."

Speak, he paced and chanted.

"The bright moon shines at night, making weaving and singing on the east wall. Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, how do the stars go. The dew touches the weeds, and the seasons change suddenly. In autumn, the cicadas sing among the trees, and the black bird dies peacefully. In the past, my disciples and I held high to vibrate the six cymbals. Don't think about joining hands, abandoning me like a relic. There are fights in the south and north, and the oxen will not take the yoke. There is no solid rock, so what's the use of regaining a false name?"

This is a poem lamenting my bad luck and underappreciated talents.

After Gongsun Yan finished reading, Zhang Beichen immediately exclaimed: "Good poem! Don't you meet your talents?"