My Favorite Manly Husband

The exquisite craftsmanship of the four-legged Rui Beast small gold furnace was filled with green smoke, and the gentle wind blew in from the window, and the clear and gentle fragrance moved with the wind, and drifted out of the room.

The cold-faced young man behind the bright yellow gauze tent slightly curled his lips, and his deep and focused gaze fell on the cheerful letter. When he saw something interesting, the curvature of his lips couldn't help but expand.

The servant on the side stood with his head down, humble on the surface, but galloping in his heart.

Oh my God! Again!

Whose letter is this? Why is the master who has always been majestic and cold, and rarely shows a smile, softens the edges and corners whenever he sees a letter?

Having waited for so long by the master's side, he dare to say that there is nothing that makes the master more happy than reading a letter!

The servant lifted his eyes slightly, and as far as his gaze was, a bright yellow brocade was embroidered with a pattern of dragons in the sea with gold thread, and the golden waves of the robe's corner were surging...

"Little Haruko."

There was a deep and magnetic voice, and the servant was stunned, busy converging his mind, and stepping forward: "The slave is here!"

The young man folded the letter slowly and put it back in the envelope. The envelope style is ordinary, but the recipient's name on it is shocking.

A Heng kisses him.

Heng, this is the word for youth.

"Call Master Zhang in." The young man opened the small submerged ebony box decorated with precious stones and put the letter in.

There were many letters and some gadgets in the box.

"Yes!" The servant bowed and retired, and then a middle-aged man dressed in a navy blue official uniform with a flying crane pattern embroidered on it knelt down in fear: "The minister Zhang Youzheng sees the emperor."

"Something?" The young man raised his eyelids and looked at the middle-aged man coldly.

"Chen..." The middle-aged man's scalp tightened, he was hesitant to tell the truth, watching the young man's sword eyebrows furrowed, his eyes condensed like ice, he gritted his teeth, seeing death as if he were at home: "Your Majesty is at the time of youth, when he is most energetic. I should ask ladies to open up branches and leaves, and add blessings and luck to my great prosperity..."

After saying this, the middle-aged man bowed his head and knelt there, sweaty on his forehead, wailing in his heart.

What a shame! With so many people taking lots of lots together, he was so stinky that he got a note of advice! To tell the truth! He wondered if the old guys deliberately colluded with him because he was a newcomer!

The room was so quiet that needles fell, and the middle-aged man did not dare to breathe. The elders had persuaded the emperor to open the harem before, if the emperor did not accept the concubine, they would be ashamed of the first emperor ashamed of the great Qi, and they would kneel down until the emperor agreed. As a result, the emperor coldly lost a sentence: I have my own thinking! Then he waved his sleeves and left, leaving the old patrons who knelt on the ground. The elders were also stiff, knelt for a few hours with their bodies over half a hundred years old, and finally fainted. The imperial physician was guarding him, and he stepped forward to treat people when they were dizzy. This group of remonstrances had no effect!

But at the moment these people actually cheated him into admonition! The emperor would not listen, he only asked the emperor to see him in his old age and his wife's pregnant very hard not to punish him too hard!

Just as the middle-aged man waited tremblingly for the sentence, the young man opened his mouth.

"I heard that your madam is pregnant, and many people recommended Aiqing a maid, but Aiqing declined?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly said: "The ministers are at this age, so there is no blessing to accept the grace of beautiful people!"

"It's been spreading outside that your lady is jealous, so you are not allowed to get close to other women?" The young man's expression was faint, and there was no happiness or anger.

"Really nonsense! I don't like how other women became jealous of my wife!" The middle-aged man sneered, but wondered in his heart, why did the emperor ask about his family affairs? Thinking of this, the middle-aged man felt a throb, cold sweat.

The emperor is beating him, telling him to ignore his family affairs?

still is……

"It seems that Aiqing really has a soft spot for your lady."

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "The minister promised my wife to join hands with the white head, not dare to break his promise."

The young man's stern expression slowed down, looking at him with a serious expression: "I already have a happy person, and I will marry soon. Let the elders stop worrying about me."

The middle-aged man was stunned, and then he was overjoyed, saying: "Congratulations to the emperor! Congratulations to the emperor!"

The young man nodded, and when the middle-aged man stepped back, he got up and left the imperial study room.

There is a delicate bird cage hanging under the corridor of the hall. A beautiful blue bird tilts his head and looks around. Its black eyes blink and blink, very cute. The young man took bird food to feed the birds, his dark eyes looked at the vast sky outside the palace wall, his expression soft and slightly apologetic.

"Little things, only let you play for a while..."

Suddenly a black figure came, and stopped a step away in front of the young man.

"Master, the news sent back from An 11." The man in black respectfully presented a letter sealed in flames.

The youth reached out and took it, and immediately unpacked it for inspection.

Without knowing what was written in the letter, the youth's originally calm eyes suddenly became cold and sharp, and the whole body was murderous. The man in black knelt there, bowing his head respectfully to give orders.

"My people dare to think about life and death." The youth calmly crumpled the letter paper into a ball, thinking of the other thing mentioned in the letter, and with a slight face, he said to the black man, "Go check a Beijing accent. He is nearly eight feet tall, looks resolute and strong, with strong martial arts, and his name is Gu Changfeng's Shuang'er."

"Yes." The man in black replied, and disappeared before the youth in the next moment. The young man turned and entered the room, returned to the desk, and shook his ink.

After a short time a letter was written, the young man took out his seal, stamped it at the place where it was signed, and then ordered his servant to post it.

The letter was quickly delivered to the recipient through a special channel.

"Strange, didn't people go home? Why are you still sending a letter to me?" Li Zhiyuan opened the letter suspiciously, and let out a cold sweat after reading it.

"My God, how did the one know about this?" Li Zhiyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, no one dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head, but some people wanted to make a bad idea. He thought it was just a small matter and didn't report it. ...

"You must die!" Li Zhiyuan said coldly. Receive the letter and let the master come to discuss matters.

This is the golden autumn and August, when the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance. The sweet-scented osmanthus in Shenjiacun is blooming very splendidly, and Shen Yanbei plans to pick some sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus to make sweet-scented sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus cake and make sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

A large piece of cloth was spread under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Shen Yanbei took a long bamboo pole and beat the sweet-scented sweet-scented osmanthus vigorously, while Gu Changfeng stood on the tree and shook the branch, while Zhou Yu carried a big cloth bag to prepare the sweet-scented osmanthus. .

"Wow..." The golden sweet-scented osmanthus fell like golden rain, and in a short while, the ground was golden.

Under the tree, Shen Yan Beifa's clothes were covered with sweet-scented osmanthus, Gu Changfeng leaped lightly and landed firmly in front of him.

The young man was dressed in elegant Tsing Yi, his posture was as tall as a bamboo, and his ink hair was curled in a bun easily behind his head, looking gentle and casual. The young handsome eyebrows were smiling, his eyes were soft and long, and the osmanthus flowers falling on his eyebrows, but they seemed to fall on the lake of his heart, gently rippling circles...

"What's the matter?" Shen Yanbei couldn't help but ask Gu Changfeng staring at himself in a daze.

Gu Changfeng didn't speak, and reached out his hand to pluck a piece of osmanthus petals from his eyebrows. Shen Yanbei raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "It looks good?"

Gu Changfeng nodded honestly, his face a little hot. Shen Yanbei chuckled lightly and asked him in a low voice, "Do you look good in clothes or not?"

Gu Changfeng was stunned, and a thin layer of red appeared on his honey-colored skin.

The young man dressed in clothes is like a vigorously growing green bamboo, with elegant eyebrows, and a kind of intellectual and bright show unique to scholars. And the undressed youth is like a wolf with sheep's clothing, wild and unruly...

Thinking of the body covered with thin muscles under the qingyi, the enthusiasm on Gu Changfeng's face was soaring, and he hurriedly stopped looking at Shen Yanbei.

Looking at the red ear roots, Shen Yanbei's eyes became more smiling: "Why don't you speak? Can't you answer?"

Zhou Yu pretended not to see the embarrassment of his master, silently lowered his head and put the sweet-scented osmanthus on the ground into the cloth bag. Gu Changfeng looked at the dark back of the young man's head, his eyes flickered, and his face blushed but he didn't make a sound.

Shen Yanbei liked to see him like this, and quickly kissed him on the face: "If you don't tell me, then I will tell you!"

"You look good in clothes, but you look better when you are naked!"

Gu Changfeng’s face burst into flames, and Shen Yanbei took his hand and laughed: “Okay, let’s not trouble you. Let’s take the sweet-scented osmanthus back to clean up as the sun is good. Let it clean and dry."

The two gathered up the cloth pieces on the floor, poured the sweet-scented osmanthus into the cloth bag, and filled a big bag full.

"Are you going to pick sweet-scented osmanthus?" Seeing Shen Yanbei holding a long bamboo pole, Zhou Yu and Gu Changfeng carrying big bags, Aunt Li asked from a distance.

"Yes Aunt Li." Shen Yanbei replied with a smile.

Aunt Li glanced at the calm three people, and said mysteriously to Shen Yanbei: "You don't know yet, do you? Something has happened!"

Shen Yanbei was very cooperative and curious: "What happened?"

Aunt Li frowned and said: "Li's Village is over!"

Shen Yanbei appropriately expressed his confusion: "Social dramas will be held in Lijiacun in two days. How come Lijiacun will end?" Three days before the Mid-Autumn Festival every year, everyone in several villages near Shenjiacun will gather together. The money comes to invite the troupe to set up a stage to sing. On the day of the social opera, they will kill pigs and worship the world with wine, in order to pray for a good harvest in the coming year, which is very grand and lively.

This is a great event in several villages and everyone values ​​it very much. With so many villages, where are the social dramas held?

Just as in modern times, in order to show the strength of their country to the world, they competed for the right to host the Olympic Games. Several villages participated in the competition, and the most powerful village finally got the right to host the Olympics.

Two years ago, Li Yuanwai was the owner of the most famous Changsheng restaurant in the county. Last year, Li Yi became the first person in these ten miles and eight townships. In the past two years, the social operas were held in Lijiacun. Hosted by the home village.

"Lijiacun's biggest reliance has fallen!" Aunt Li's voice suddenly rose.

Shen Yanbei was taken aback, this time he was really curious: "What happened to Li Juren?"

"What is Li Juren? There is no Li Juren in Lijiacun anymore!" Speaking of this, Aunt Li no longer sells Guanzi, but tells the cause and effect as if she poured beans.

There are many frictions between Shenjiacun and Lijiacun, but the two villages are incompatible because of one thing-there was a woman named Shen Ru in Shenjiacun. Shen Ru was called a idiot because of a brain problem. The idiot was washing clothes by the river one day and was humiliated by the people of Lijiacun who drank too much. Afterwards, the Li family villagers were afraid of being criticized, and even more afraid that the Shen family villagers would want him to marry a idiot, so they did nothing and drowned the idiot into the river!

This matter was seen by others. As a result, Lijiacun used money to plug the man’s mouth. Li Yi used his power to suppress him and changed his confession. The former county magistrate Zhang Daren took advantage of Lijiacun, and sentenced Lijiacun to acquittal!

The villagers in Shenjiacun were filled with righteous indignation but helpless. Who told the son of Li Yuanwai who should kill Qiandao? Who made Lijiacun a man? They have no power and no power in Shenjiacun and deserve to be bullied!

"The county grandfather looked through the file and felt that the case was full of doubts, so he sent someone to make an unannounced visit, and finally found out the truth!" Aunt Li was very relieved, "Then Li Juren had a bad virtue and was unworthy of his position. He has been expelled from his reputation!"

"Exactly?" Shen Yanbei was slightly surprised.

Aunt Li snorted coldly: "There's more! Didn't the previous son say that he had to collect a lot of money for office and school? As a result, this school was not opened. Instead of returning the money to everyone, Li Juren was in his pocket. He wanted to get this money. Money to buy officials!"

"Fortunately, the county grandfather arrested him! Otherwise, everyone's hard-earned and hard-earned money is gone, and Shenjiacun has to continue to be angry!"

Shen Yanbei frowned.

"It is said that good is good for evil and evil is for evil. This Li Juren has done a lot of bad things, and now I have finally been punished!" Aunt Li looked at Shen Yanbei in a sincere tone, "Shen Yan, you have a good heart, so help Everyone, God sees it, and will bless your high school!"

Shen Yanbei smiled: "Thank Aunt Li for her kind words!"

Aunt Li waved her hand: "I just came back from the county. I have to tell the villagers about this. Let's go!"

"You go slowly." Shen Yanbei said politely.

"Deserve it!" Zhou Yu spat fiercely.

Shen Yanbei glanced at Gu Changfeng: "How do I feel a bit weird about this matter?" Even if the new official looks through the files after taking office, he usually pays attention to looking up the cases that cannot be solved. The case of the Shenjia Villager has been settled for so long, and it also involved the former county magistrate. Why did Li Zhiyuan risk offending the former county magistrate to reverse the case for the Shenjia villager without an appeal?

He felt a little deliberate, and this deliberate was aimed at Li Yi!