Master Is Pregnant

Chapter 87:

When the Chinese teacher asked to see me, I had just finished reading the report on May 1st.

"Your Majesty, the order for seeking talents has been delivered to all states and counties, and the Imperial College has also begun to be renovated, and the Tai Xuefu can be completed by the end of July." The old national teacher stood under the steps and slowly said.

I put the note in my sleeve, hung my eyelids and meditated for a moment, and then said, "I don't know much about politics. Since I became the throne, I have worked harder for all things in the middle of the country."

The Chinese teacher was stunned for a moment, looked up at me without a trace, and tremblingly made a gesture to kneel, and I also gave a gesture of support.

"To perform loyal duties for your majesty is the duty of a minister..."

"Guo Shi Guoqian." I smiled faintly, with my hands behind me, my fingertips touching the note, and my thoughts became firmer again. "I have something to ask the national teacher for help, and I hope that the national teacher will not refuse."

The Chinese teacher looked at the underground in amazement, did not dare to reply immediately, and after a long time he replied: "Anything that is beneficial to Jiangshan Sheji, Weichen will never refuse."

Oh, old fox. Moved out of Jiangshan Sheji as a shield.

I hooked the corner of my mouth and continued: "This matter has nothing to do with Jiangshan Sheji, but I am a little selfish. I grew up among the people, and I was nurtured by my foster father, but my foster father died young and failed to fulfill my filial piety. With filial piety governing the world, I am a role model for the common people and dare not lose filial piety. Therefore, I want to move the tomb of my foster father back to the imperial capital to show my thoughts."

The Chinese teacher breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Your Majesty said that this is human nature, and the ministers naturally do their best."

"It was just the beginning of the throne. The treasury was empty. Now I am resting with the people. It is no longer suitable for the people to waste money and to build a large scale. I advocate a low-key operation."

The teacher nodded gently: "Your Majesty is sympathetic to the people, it is the blessing of all people."

"I originally planned to entrust this matter to the national teacher, but the national teacher has been busy seeking orders for talents recently, and I may not have time to do it, so I decided to go personally."

"What?" The national teacher was taken aback.

I continued: "There is no way to go to the south of the Yangtze River. Half a month is enough to go back and forth. It's just that the state affairs are initially set, and there must be no monarch in the DPRK. I should not let the matter go out, so I trouble the Chinese teacher to hide it."

"What?" The National Teacher continued in a daze.

I smiled softly and frugally, "I believe the national teacher will definitely not let me down."

May 1st reported that Yan Li frequently went to and fro in the valleys with many poisonous insects and animals in Fujian and Yue, and even ate and slept with unknown men. He had many correspondences with Qiao Yu but kept the secret from me...

I am going south, whether it is better to catch the **** or to visit privately. If you go south with a big fanfare, Qiao Yu will inevitably send a message to Yan Li, and if there is preparation there, I can only fight for nothing. If you want to go south in secret, you can't hide from these two pillow people, let alone the Manchu civil and military, especially the old fox from the national teacher.

But it also made me think of such a bad idea. Under the banner of filial piety, I coaxed the national teacher to stand on my side to help me hide the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty. Looking back, I told Qiao Yu on the left that he was going to welcome his foster father back to the imperial capital. He would not be suspicious, and as a guard, he could not leave his post without authorization, and could only be stationed in the capital. On the right, let Tang Si go to Jiangnan on his own, and when he was sent out of the imperial capital, he told me and Minyue from Jiangnan, and I was free from all three sides.

For security issues, five, six and one is enough.

Acting according to the plan, two days later, I was already running in the direction of Minyue alone.

I didn’t lie to Tang Si. He was cremated when his foster father passed away. The urn was picked up on the street and buried in a hasty way. Later, the master accompanied me once and erected a monument, right on the edge of the cliff. The top, the mountains and the water, and the Feng Shui vision are considered good. Tang Si followed my instructions to find it, and he should be able to find it.

When I passed by Los Angeles, I stopped for a night and stood in front of the Li Mansion for a long time, thinking a lot.

At that time, the master was still there, Tao Er was so busy that he always came back several days a month. Tang San and Qiao Si disliked each other, apparently San'er bullying Si'er, in fact, thinking about it, the Si'er who knows that Tang San is easy to get irritated and deliberately teases him is really bad, always in my depression. At that time, there was a joke, and my chrysanthemum was tight, wherever I could care about the pain of the egg, and any worry that was interrupted by this became a comedy-they were also very well-intentioned, and Yan Li kept treating my injuries. They used another way to cure my heart disease.

Time is a mountain, and only by jumping out of the mountain can you see the true face of the past.

Because I see clearly, I feel sad, because I am sad, I understand.

After becoming emperor, I learned more. Mian Qi hung in front of his eyes, and his Highness and his officials worshipped, also in their own minds. The master once said, "Set the crown to conceal the light", "A person who is observant has no disciple", and the one who is superior is not observable.

Floating in a dream, it is rare to be confused.

In fact, it's not as good as it is for feelings.

There is no perfect person in this world. The so-called perfection is the imperfection that fits each other and the heart that tolerates this imperfection.

If I encounter the same thing again, maybe I should hold that person's hand and smile indifferently: "So what, the key is that we love each other."

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Los Angeles is the first stop from Minyue to Chen. The road is still under construction, but many Minyue people have come and go here.

Yanli lived in a small remote village in Minyue, but because the road was opened and repaired just past this place, the village suddenly became a lot of lively, and there were more people coming and going.

A temporary post was set up in the village. I dismounted at the post, looked around the village, and found a half-year-old child asking about Yan Li's residence.

The child looked up at me in confusion. It turned out that the language was unclear, and even the people at the station knew nothing about Chen Guo's prophecy. I couldn't, but I blew the whistle and hid in a remote place waiting for May 1 to show up and lead the way.

The place where Yan lived was far away from the inn. I led Ma Xuxing, and the children running back and forth saw me and Wuliuyi stopped to take a peek.

"Yanli stayed here for three or four months, hasn't he left?" I asked Wu Liuyi in confusion.

"Yes. Only the Sect Master of Tantric Sect has come once."

Incomprehensible...

The valley behind this village is extremely dangerous. What is Yan Li doing here?

I haven't seen him for a season. What is it that made him let go of Doudou...

Yanli’s small wooden house was built at the foot of the mountain, separated from the village by a shallow mountain stream. I tied the horse under the big tree beside the bridge, walked over the single-plank bridge and walked dozens of steps to reach the wooden house.

The south is rainy, the roofs are slanted on both sides, and the eaves dripping with water, forming a stream of water meandering into the mountain stream. The wooden lattice window under the eaves opens upwards and is supported by a bamboo branch. The white tulle is the curtain, which is lifted aside and hooked up with an iron hook. The lower hem is blown by the mountain breeze and swayed.

Standing by the bridge far away, I heard the immature voice sent by the mountain breeze, speaking in a language that I didn't understand, mixed with bad Chen Guohua, and seemed to be talking with people.

The wooden house door was opened with a creak, and I winked at Wu Liu Yi. He nodded and disappeared behind the bamboo forest.

Four Minyue boys, six or seven years old, walked out of the door, turned around and said something to the person inside, bowing respectfully. Hidden behind the tree, I only saw the white robe draped over the green bamboo door, and the familiar voice spoke strange language, clear and gentle, like a mountain spring flowing over the surface of a cobblestone.

The four of them walked past me with a smile, the door of the wooden house was gently closed without being locked, and a gap was blown away by the wind.

I took a deep breath and approached quietly, hiding behind the bamboo forest, looking through a piece of green, falling on the edge of the window sill with light gauze, only saw a hazy silhouette sitting at the table, holding a cup of tea, gently After turning twice, he stopped at his lips.

The dark black hair hanging on the cheek blocked his face, but the voice...

Master, is it because I miss you so much that I have such a dream?

I went back to the Shenyuan of Li Mansion, the courtyard hidden by the bamboo forest. The master made a cup of tea in the afternoon and prepared a few plates of my favorite pastries. The four swallows and five forced me to be desperate and helplessly and indulging in my arms...

Our Lord Shen of Li Mansion is different. He is solemn and solemn, gentle like water, and elegant like a chrysanthemum...

I clung to the tree trunk, staring at the figure by the window in a daze. I didn't dare to step forward for fear of breaking my dream, afraid to speak, or waking me and him.

There was a rustle of footsteps in the distance, and I was startled, and subconsciously shrank back, hiding myself more concealed.

The dark blue figure gradually became clear. Yan Li was holding a sandalwood bowl in his hand, and quickly walked towards this side, frowning slightly, as if he was worried, and did not notice my existence. He walked into the small wooden house with a clear voice. Passed over.

"I just saw Yoona and the four of them. Your health is still not good. How can you teach them Chen Guowen? It's too sad." Yan Li scolded mercilessly.

"The four of them are eager to learn and smart, and it's nothing to hurt people, cough cough..."

"You are good to be a teacher!" Yan Li is still Yan Li. When playing the role of a doctor, he never shows off to anyone. "You almost have all your internal organs damaged, and it's more hanging than Li Yingyu's time. If it weren't for my puppet worm and my father's golden silkworm to return to his soul, how can I still talk and laugh now!"

"Yes..." He chuckled, sighed and shook his head, "You have worked hard, do you want a cup of Tieguanyin?"

Yan Li sighed helplessly. "You can have fun in pain than Li Yingyu. Does your chest still hurt today?"

"After planting the Spirit Gu, the past few days have been much better. You mentioned Yu'er 27 times yesterday, and today is the thirteenth time, so you miss her, why not go back."

"I have to make sure that you really survived to take you back to see her, so as not to give her hope and make her desperate. That time, I used a puppet worm to kill you before hiding her internal organs. Rotten, if you can't be cured, I might not have the face to see her."

"Haha... life and death are fateful, even if you are not able to return to the sky, no wonder you."

"You can see it clearly, but my genius doctor has never treated anyone to death. I don't want you to be a stain on me. Li Yingyu's unscrupulous little white-eyed wolf yelled at my second brother for the first time, and the second time Yelling at him for you, you should know that I never liked you." Yan Li snorted.

I know, you always like to plant some ownership marks on my body, and then let the master look dazzling...

"That's because Yuer has too much confidence in him."

"Sneez, you would doubt him if you are confident?" Yan Li sniffed.

"In Yu'er's heart, I always believe that there are two people who will not leave her, one is Qiao Yu and the other is Tao Qing. Yu'er thinks of me when she is happy, and Tao Qing when she is helpless. She treats Tao Qing. Her feelings are deeper than you think. She is attached to me, and dependent on Tao Qing."

"You..." Yan Li was astonished and silent.

At that time, I was standing in the bamboo forest with my back leaning on the tree trunk and slowly sitting on the ground.

The afternoon sun passed through the leaves and sprinkled in front of me in a bunch.

The master's death and resurrection, the master's word by word, slowly suppressed my agitated heart, and restored a long faint ripple.

In my best years, I met five men who I love and love me.

Either attachment, or dependence, the difference is just the name, the same is the feeling.

It is a luxury that everyone gives up together.

The year in the Li Mansion is our best memory. If we can live one family for a lifetime, it might also be a different kind of happiness.