Jun You Ji Fou

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Overnight in Chang'an City, it was a bit more lively.

The young emperor Li Yanzhen of Daxia has been in power for eight years. The chaos of the Huns have long subsided, and the nations have not interfered with each other. The disasters in the previous years have gone through. The world seems to finally be like the year of Yonghe. Taiping no matter the weather. Things in the world are almost caring, and Li Yanzhen wants to care for himself.

The first emperor's heirs were thin, and in his early years, Li Yanzhen took the throne before reaching the crown. At that time, the Huns were often in chaos and the situation was turbulent. The concubines who served in the palace were a few righteous women who were hurriedly selected by your family. They were quiet and unruly. Li Yanzhen's nature is elegant, and he likes poetry and dance music, but he has no words and phrases to give to accompany and appreciate. There are those who have the best words in Wenchen, but when he mentioned it a little, the courtiers and the harem answered. Unprecedented unanimous agreement: "Your Majesty, the state matters."

What a heartache.

After the return of all things in the Golden Temple on that day, Li Yanzhen looked around for a week, and his eyes fell on Su Shiyu deliberately, and he gently proposed the selection and wanted to choose some smart women to accompany the elegant.

Su Shiyu smiled lightly and replied: "This is a matter of the Royal Palace, so why should your Majesty ask his ministers."

Chu Mingyun glanced sideways. He clearly remembered who was frowning at the time to stop the selection. The words were gentle and sincere. The persuaded Li Yanzhen did not dare to speak again for many years.

The conclusion is: young age, self-cultivation and self-cultivation; state matters, you wait.

At that time, Chu Mingyun and Qin Zhao casually mentioned, shaking their heads and sighed: "If you don't get into a family, you will need someone else to follow your self-cultivation and self-cultivation. If he resigns as a doctor, he will probably go to Xiu Dao."

Qin Zhao paralyzed and ignored him.

In any case, the selection was decided, and the daughters of good families from all over the world would be chosen to enter Beijing for selection by the emperor.

In just a few days, there were many convoys entering the city. The official lady in Beijing was nervously preparing, and the princes who were far from the concession also sent many beauties. The gossip in the restaurant teahouse is also full of criticisms on the selection of women, and its attention is far more enthusiastic than marrying oneself.

This atmosphere was really contagious, and even Qin Zhao could not stand by with cold eyes, and went to the study to find Chu Mingyun and took the initiative to raise the matter.

Chu Mingyun slowly looked up at him, "Are you envious?"

"..." Qin Zhao said with a stiff face, "So many officials are eager to send people into the palace, don't you know what idea they played?"

The former palace and the harem have influenced each other since ancient times.

Chu Mingyun twisted a verdant grape, "Do you want to eat it?"

"Master," Qin Zhao couldn't help but say, "We don't even have to enter the DPRK when he ascended the throne. Now you are going to let go of this opportunity?"

Chu Mingyun, with Qin Zhao's gaze, slowly moved the fruit tray aside, and picked out several volumes of documents to rest on the book case. Then he looked up at him, "What opportunity?"

He smiled coldly, "Take a woman as a chess piece and send it to the palace to blow some ears of wind? Useless talents rely on this method to consolidate their position."

Qin Zhao was speechless. He doesn't agree with this kind of means, but Chu Mingyun has always been on the cusp of the storm. At this opportunity, they can't look down on it. It's hard to guarantee that others won't use it against Chu Mingyun. With his brother's arrogance, he naturally did not pay any attention to it, but he was inevitably worried.

Chu Mingyun looked at Qin Zhao, and suddenly said: "If you are interested, it is not impossible..."

Qin Zhao looked at him in surprise.

Chu Mingyun said slowly: "Think carefully, although I have no women to send, Du Yue is rather flattering, why not send him to the palace? Are you willing to give up?"

"Master..."

"Hey, what do you say about me?" Du Yue pushed in.

Qin Zhao: "..."

Chu Mingyun: "I intend to prepare a dowry for you, Qin Zhao will marry..."

"Bullshit," Du Da Dae took a chair carelessly and sat down. "Just because you lack morals all day, Qin Zhao doesn't do any dowry."

Chu Mingyun's final voice was completely overwhelmed by Du Yue's clear voice, but Qin Zhao still looked at Chu Mingyun nervously, his lips tightened into a line.

Chu Mingyun sneered at his head, sighed playfully, and stood up holding the stack of papers and walked outside the study room.

Du Yue called him behind him: "Where are you going to feed you? I just came!"

Chu Mingyun has stepped out of the distance, and his voice is still heard clearly. "This room is too stupid, I went out to breathe."

"This bastard," Du Yue frowned, "believe it or not, poison you."

In fact, he was relying on Chu Mingyun to hear it before he dared to talk about it.

"... Du Yue." Qin Zhao suddenly called him.

"Why?" Du Yue looked at him.

Qin Zhao’s pair of Du Yue’s clear eyes opened their mouths, and Chu Mingyun’s voice clearly hit his heart, making him almost panicked, but fortunately he gave birth to an expression Emotional face, Du Yue is not a meticulous person, can't see anything wrong.

Qin Zhao's words were poor for a while, and he said dryly: "Do you eat grapes?"

Du Yue then looked at the grapes on the dish that were still covered with crystal drops of water, and said, "Eat!"

There, Qin Zhao and Du Yue sat down and ate the grapes seriously, while Chu Mingyun brought the document into the palace.

It is customary for the lieutenants and doctors to report their affairs to the emperor every month.

When Chu Ming Yun You Gong led Su Shiyu into the Imperial Study Room, Su Shiyu had arrived. He also held several books in his hand, and looked at the book case without knowing what he was thinking. On the throne, Li Yanzhen held a carving knife in his hand, and his head was being polished intently. He stood beside him with a tall wooden man, lightly scented, and he could see the superior material, probably where the tribute came from. Rare wood.

In addition to political affairs and world affairs, His Majesty today is proficient in everything and is particularly good at carving and painting.

Chu Mingyun saluted Li Yanzhen. Li Yanzhen responded perfunctoryly, unable to tell his eyes, and said in his mouth: "Leave the document on the table."

There are already several half-opened portraits of the selected women on the book case, and there are scattered knives on the scroll. Chu Mingyun knew what Su Shiyu was looking at. He was looking for a place to put down the documents. Chu Mingyun stepped forward and pressed the document directly on the portrait. Su Shiyu glanced at him and laid down the object.

Su Shiyu ignored the robe sleeves and looked at Li Yanzhen, still immersed in the carving knife, and coughed. The Su family supported him when he was the crown prince, and Su Shiyu was older than him. Li Yanzhen paid tribute to him. He heard the sound and quickly raised his head, laughing: "I listen, and you return it."

Chu Mingyun and Su Shiyu were really used to it, let Li Yanzhen watch the wood and listened to the reward with two hearts, and finally looked back at them and smiled and sighed: "I have two Ai Qing help each other, Antai, Haiyan Heqing, can be described as Fortunately."

Chu Mingyun and Su Shiyu answered with a smile, their central thoughts were different.

Li Yanzhen pondered for a while, and said, "There is one more thing. I want to ask the two Aiqing."

"Your Majesty but say nothing."

"This piece of wood is really good. I think that only carved into a peerless beauty can live up to God's gift. Can Ai Qing have someone to recommend?"

"..."

After being silent for a moment, Su Shiyu said: "It's time to pick and choose, the beauty of the world gathers, and your majesty chooses from it."

Li Yanzhen shook his head, "I naturally found something I have seen, so many beautiful women's looks are not up to Su Aiqing, I can't look down."

"How can a man like Chen be compared to it," Su Shiyu laughed. "Furthermore, if the truth is about the appearance, the talents of Chu University can be regarded as outstanding."

Chu Mingyun, who has been silent, looked over and raised his eyebrows: "I am also a man."

Su Shiyu met his gaze and smiled slightly: "When did I say no, Master Chu is anxious to emphasize?"

"..." Chu Mingyun Quan didn't hear it, turned his face and hit Li Yanzhen's gaze on his face. He couldn't help but stunned, but when he could speak in the future, he saw Li Yanzhen's expression and shook his head in distress. "Chu Ai Although Qing is also beautiful, her eyebrows are too charming, not the kind I like."

Su Shiyu fell silent.

Chu Mingyun's eyebrows jumped, he sneered and perfunctoryly said: "The appearance of the minister is not in line with His Majesty's heart, it's really... shameful."

Li Yanzhen raised his hand, "Why not?" He looked sideways at Su Shiyu, "Did you just laugh?"

Su Shiyu raised his eyes calmly, "No."

"Will Su Aiqing like this?" The words just asked Li Yanzhen himself, but he shook his head and smiled. "I forgot, you never like anything."

There are countless beauties in this world. In addition to the rich palaces in the deep palace, there are naturally Hualiu Lane. Whispering Ying Yan whispering around the fragrance wind, it is a bliss on earth.

A soft sedan stopped in front of the red-sleeved Zhaolou Pavilion, and the bustard who greeted the guests quickly greeted the man when he saw the man. People say it without a word, this rush..."

The man interrupted her by waving her hand, "What about her?"

"Resting in the room, I'll call her."

"No." The man walked upstairs. The laughter and laughter downstairs lowered, and the maidservant opened the door for him, and respectfully retreated to the side. The decoration in this house is pure and gentle, without any flashy charm, which makes people feel as if they have entered a completely different place. The gauze layered several times and flicked with the wind. Tingting figure approached. A soft pancreas lifted the tent. The woman smiled softly at him and her eyebrows were soft and beautiful.

Jing Shu paid a salute to the man, and then raised her eyes and said: "You came in person, why didn't you give an early notice?"

The man sat down and smiled: "It's okay, I want to see you."

Jing Shu stepped up and filled him with tea, smiled lightly, and began to speak, and suddenly a muffled sound came from afar, even a slight tremor with the ground, very slight, and was basically laughed downstairs The sound was overshadowed, and it would be difficult for people who are not internally weak to perceive it. The man also looked out of the window. They glanced in surprise, instinctively.

The panicked footsteps rushed towards here, and the little servant shoved the door and headed in. He opened his mouth and shouted, "Young Master! No good, something happened in the western suburbs!"

"What's wrong?" The man stood up suddenly.

Suddenly a thunder burst from the horizon, and Jingshu quickly walked to the window, and saw the light of the lead cloud in the distance like a snake, the thunder sounded like the sky and drums, and the rumbling rolled, the heavy cloud suddenly collapsed, and the rain poured down.

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Su Shiyu: IMHO, I'm not targeting Chu Mingyun, I mean everyone here is sick.

Chu Mingyun: →_→

Qin Zhao: →_→

Du Yue: =mouth=

Li Yanzhen: So does Su Aiqing like this?

Chu Mingyun: No need to ask, he likes it, so I like me later.

Li Yanzhen: →_→

Su Shiyu: →_→

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