The Fascinated I Only Want Salted Fish

The Marquis of Wu'an was astonished, and even the Empress Dowager raised his eyebrows and looked at Ming Ciyue strangely.

It's not as good as they count.

Everyone in the world knows that it is absolutely impossible to rush into the enemy's camp to grab a beauty, even if he does, he has no face to admit it.

At this time, they had reason to ask questions again, what was Ming Ci Yue going to the enemy camp for that night, and whether the team that came and went without a trace had anything to do with him.

It's just this creepy move...

The emperor's reaction was also unwilling to believe, unwilling to agree, his brows were tightly tangled, and it seemed that he was reluctant to bear his uncle and did not want to match him with a "miao-aged woman" of a Western Desert alien race.

"Are you sure you want to marry that, that young woman in a light shirt... woman?"

"Sir is confirmed."

"Is she in the country of Dayan now?"

"He is here, right in Dayan, and the minister is always by his side."

"You... You two have different ages, different identities, and a long-term relationship?" The emperor raised his voice, "Ming Ci Yue, I have the right to treat you with kindness and rescue the West Desert woman from the fire, as long as you **** it back. It's all about The royal family's in-law affairs are no child's play, so the uncle should consider it carefully."

He felt that the more Ming Ci said that the marriage was just to cover up the truth, how could he find a "miao-aged woman" to really get married, and quickly stop him as an emperor, which would also be considered a step down for Ming Ci.

"It's definitely not a child's play. I know that men and women are different, and I don't have a relationship, but after all, I'm not a saint. I can't control myself for a while. When I touch it, I touch it. How can I avoid responsibility?

touch...? Where did you touch it? !

"It's hard to be self-sufficient and take responsibility!" The emperor held his forehead, with a gloomy and helpless look on his face, and whispered, "Maybe people still don't want to ask you to take responsibility..."

There had already been discussions and disputes below. This scene was simply weird and funny. The most willful and stubborn emperor said "it's not a child's play", and the most courteous and polite King Jing said "it's hard to control yourself".

However, they still stood up unconditionally, thinking that the sage was deliberately making things difficult for him and was unwilling to give the country a marriage.

"I have long heard that the woman is Shuliang and dignified, with a good name, and it is not wrong to marry His Royal Highness King Jing.

"Wang Dayanjing has both civil and military skills, and is extremely talented. What kind of grievance can that woman be unwilling to do? If she encounters such a husband, she should marry."

"May the sage take care of national affairs and plan for the long-term."

"My minister agrees."

A group of people followed Ming Ci Yue to kneel behind him, with the intention of not being able to get married.

The emperor of "Shuliang is solemn and has a good reputation": ...the people who eat melons should talk less!

"What do you know one by one! I just plan for the long-term..."

"The sage has been taken care of by his own uncle for a long time, and he was fond of him for a while, and he doesn't want the uncle to start a family?" The empress dowager jokingly said, "The sage is still right, and there will be more aunts who will love the sage in the future. Maybe Wouldn't it be wonderful to have a little cousin to accompany the saint soon?"

"Aunt Huang" Ji Zheng: ... there will be no younger cousin.

The Empress Dowager's remarks seemed to be light and flirtatious, but as soon as she opened her mouth, Ji Zheng had no room for change.

I am afraid it will be difficult to end without giving marriage.

He had no choice but to say with anger and hatred: "Okay, I will give you a marriage, choose another good day and auspicious day, and I will be the officiant of the wedding myself, but I will take a closer look at the royal aunt who can make the uncle unforgettable. Where is the fairy? !"

"Since we are going to get married, we will give the young couples more opportunities for reunion. The sage can no longer be reluctant to let King Jing go out of the palace."

It was only then that Ji Zheng understood that the old woman wanted to take the opportunity to expel Ming Ciyue from the palace and put it in the crowded capital.

But it's okay, Ming Ci Yue has been submissive by his side for too long, and it is only when he is released that he can arouse blood.

The busier Mingci became, he said solemnly, "Although we are married, the minister should focus on his duties. One day he will be the guard of the sage, and one day..."

Ji Zheng teased: "Newly married Yan'er, Uncle Huang is upright and strong, and when he was full of energy, he said that he was unable to control himself for a while. At this time, if he does not accompany Aunt Huang and is by my side, can he still be able to control himself?"

The Empress Dowager also smiled and said: "I heard that the sage has given King Jing a new mansion in Nancheng? Ai's family has nothing to give, so I should add a lot of luck and give this mansion a name... How about the name Zhengyue mansion? Homonyms In the first month of the month, take the idea of ​​Tuan Tuan Meimei."

Zheng Yue's house? Ji Zheng was taken aback.

Isn't Zheng Yuefu the name of his retired Dabieye?

After coming through the book, Ji Zheng had searched countless times for the "Zheng Yue Mansion" where he was under house arrest in the book.

"Kechen..." With the Empress Dowager in the presence, Ming Ci had to lower his head and couldn't face the saint directly, his tone was a little anxious.

Ji Zheng became interested: "Yes, Zheng Yue's house is a good name, I'm sure, let the uncle marry in his new house another day."

Pai Mingciyue takes care of the decoration of Dabieye for himself, and will move in with a bag in the future!

As soon as the court meeting was over, Ji Zheng arranged for his servants to tidy up and tidy up Ming Ci Yue's belongings in the palace without giving him a chance to pause and consider, and directly packed things for him at the entrance of Yanfu Palace. Alright carriage.

Not only that, he also gifted countless rare bottles and jars in the palace, calligraphy and painting playthings, and even a high-quality carved bed, red pine wood cabinet table and other furniture, and asked someone to arrange and **** him. Ming Ci went out of the palace team, followed behind, carrying boxes, and there was a mighty long line.

This makes it seem to others that the emperor has lost so many good things, just to hurry up and rush King Jing out of the palace.

Ming Ci went down to the court before it was too late to change his clothes, so he had to stand in front of the Yanfu Hall in the early morning in court clothes, watching the emperor commanding the people to load the car.

"His Royal Highness King Jing? The auspicious time is here, His Royal Highness King Jing." Li Ruhai urged in a low voice, "Everything is ready for you, the Holy Master treats you so well, these gifts for King Jing's new residence are all useful!"

"I don't need it, the sage, please take it back." Ming Ci didn't even look at those treasures, he just bowed silently in front of Ji Zheng, like a silent rebuke.

"Don't worry, someone will use it if you don't need it."

What does this mean?

The more surprised Mingci was, just as he was about to raise his head to test the true heart of the little emperor, an ivory fan bone was placed on his lower jaw, exerting a slight force to prevent him from raising his head.

"Don't look at me, don't look at me in front of others, be careful, can't you remember the teachings of the empress dowager?" The emperor's voice was slightly hoarse, "What I gave you, let you use it as you like!"

Ming Ci was speechless for a while, and in this quiet and awkward air, he suddenly felt a heat current drifting to his ears.

"Remember to find someone who is similar in size to me and pretend to be a princess."

His expression became tense, and then he heard the emperor's dissatisfaction again, "I want you to marry someone who doesn't know what to do in court. Where do you ask me to find a young woman in a light shirt for you, is it difficult, is it difficult..."

The emperor hesitated for a long time, his voice was lower, and he said in a breath: "Could it be that you want me to play the princess for you again?"

Ming Ci asked aloud: "If the minister really gets married, will the sage honor him?"

"I…"

He asked again, "Will the Holy One come?"

"Come here." The emperor took the handle of the fan and tapped him on the shoulder impatiently, "I will preside over the marriage for you at that time. You can find a good bride for yourself. Don't slap me in the face."

The emperor seemed to be avoiding something, and immediately turned back to the temple after saying this.

Ming Ci stared straight at the back of the video, turned his head and told Li Ruhai, "This king is not here, please take care of the dragon's body. I have to go into the inner hall at midnight to watch the saint. The saint should turn over and kick the quilt..."

"Yes—" Li Ruhai said in a long tone, "King Jing is used to taking care of him, and he has forgotten that the slave family is the only servant."

The little emperor's breath is not right, it is too hot, his voice is too hoarse, and his heartbeat is faster than usual, and he is afraid of getting sick.

Only Ming Ci was more aware of these, but unfortunately he never had the chance to enter the palace to take care of him, and he was just a very divided prince, or some kind of King Jing of Zheng Yue's house.

Ji Zheng returned to the empty Yanfu Hall and sat in the center.

Finally, Ming Ciyue was sent away, and the protagonist was sent to the capital to renovate the palace and work hard in the world. What could be happier than this.

He coughed a few times, and suddenly felt that the fire in the main hall was burning too vigorously, causing him to feel tight in his chest and short of breath. He walked out of the hall slowly, and walked around the side hall.

The baby deer stumbled over, Ji Zheng felt warm in his heart, just as he was about to rub it, he found that the deer had something in his mouth, and he refused to let go. After a closer look, it was a thin, old straw mat.

pallet? It turned out to be the cushion he used to make Ming Ci Yue vigil at the beginning!

At that time, the more Ming Ci refused to lie down on the straw mat, and stood beside him, perhaps dyeing his breath.

"Silly deer! If you eat inside and out, he will be considered as your adoptive mother, but I am your own father, how does he treat you with me?" Ji Zheng was a little jealous, and wanted to protect the straw mat, so he told him to let go.

Unexpectedly, this deer has such a stubborn temperament that Ji Zheng had to offer his own feet to it. The silly deer used to love to chew on his boots, but today he refused to open his mouth.

"I should send you out of the palace together!"

Suddenly there was a crisp laugh next to him, as if he couldn't help it.

Ji Zheng looked sideways, it was Chang Qing, who had nowhere to go, so she temporarily stayed behind in the Yanfu Palace as a palace maid.

"why are you laughing?"

Knowing it was disrespectful, Chang Qing hurriedly covered her mouth, and said in a terrified manner, "The minister just suddenly thought of that, just now, the sage sent King Jing out of the palace. "

After being rescued by Ji Zheng that day, and then being left idle in the palace by An Ran for many days, Chang Qing's view of this little emperor has changed, but the original image of the tyrant is so deeply rooted in people's hearts that she sometimes subconsciously fears it.

The emperor frowned for a long time, just when Chang Qing thought he was going to get angry again, he laughed, "Yes, the emperor is the princess, this is the emperor marrying his daughter."

He walked over and stared at the work in Chang Qing's hands for a while. He was a little surprised, and said with heartfelt admiration, "The sewing and embroidery are well done."

Chang Qing mentioned her craftsmanship and proudly said: "This kind of golden thread craftsmanship is unique in the city. When in the harem, other concubines like it very much. It looks ordinary to the eye, but once the surface touches the skin and other Clothes will leave a golden shimmer and look special."

leave a trace? very special?

Ji Zheng suddenly thought of something, "Can this kind of fabric be mass-produced? Is there any other woman in the same situation as you who was expelled from the palace? Is there no place to go?"

Chang Qing shrank back and said softly, "There are many sisters and sisters like this... and their embroidery skills are not bad. Let the ministers teach them, and they should be able to do it too."

"That's good, I will order them to enter the palace again. This time they are not concubines, so... they will be treated as female officials. Let them weave this kind of clothing with you, don't worry, I will provide the venue materials specially."

Ji Zheng thought for a while and added: "Just do it, don't worry about selling it, if the quantity is large, I will pay you two silver taels according to the number of pieces."

Do you still need silver taels to work for the Holy One? ! Chang Qing quickly refused.

Ji Zheng waved his hand indifferently.

There was a vague idea in his mind, if this embroidery became popular in the capital, all the women in the brothel would wear it, and the gold glitter on the silk thread would stick to the benefactor... Relying on this, it is easy to separate the corrupt people and the clean people in the courtroom.

Moreover, if the implementation is successful, he will have the only textile industry chain in the capital, and money and all kinds of gossip will come from it.

Unlike the illusory wealth in the palace, this will be the capital and resources that he truly holds in his hands, and the first force that truly belongs to him.

Wanting to push the unsatisfactory protagonist to take the position faster, Ji Zheng can't do much except for daily sarcasm hints. Helping Mingci to screen the courtiers well and prepare the economy can be considered to have done some practical things.

He desperately wanted to pull the chasing light behind him to the front of the stage and onto the dragon chair he should have owned.

And he can quickly rush to the retired Dabieye and become the invisible richest man in the capital!

It's retribution and self-help.

As soon as he said it, Ji Zheng went back to the hall to draw up the imperial decree, considering the candidates for the address and the cost of raw materials.

"Shang Sheng?" Chang Qing went over to smooth his back with some worry, and she shrank from the heat, "Shang Sheng has a fever, take a rest and take your time."

Chang Qing suddenly thought of something that could help him relax, "Does the sage want to see some of the newly embroidered pieces of the minister's daughter?"

She had already made three or five finished products a few days ago, some of which were outer cloaks and some of which were robes.

Ji Zheng first opened it repeatedly with admiration. The girl was thinking of spring. Although it was woven in men's style, some were embroidered with beautiful and ambiguous patterns of bi-wing birds and even branches.

The dark bottom is inlaid with a dark red pattern.

Looking at Ji Zheng's mouth, the smile faded, "Whose size did you take?"

Chang Qing said: "The minister and daughter saw a black armor and a big cloak from the clothing bureau, and they made a proof according to the size."

The inner robe is the size of the young Ming Ciyue, the size of Ji Zheng, but the outer cloak is the size of Ming Ciyue.

"Ming Ci Yue!" Ji Zheng didn't look up, and subconsciously called out to the hall, "Come and see if it suits you!"

"Your Highness?" Chang Qing said hesitantly.

Ji Zheng froze for a moment, smiled awkwardly, and murmured, "Why did I forget, the uncle has already been married out of the palace by me."

Not in the palace, Ming Ciyue is not in the palace, but there is always the breath of him in the palace.

"Actually, these two are the wedding dresses that men are used to wearing at folk weddings."

The two pieces were put together, of nondescript sizes, and the outer cloak was wrapped around the inner robe, as if hugging it tightly.

The dark red Bibibird, Lianlizhi, was extremely dazzling all at once.

Xifu, how could it be Xifu?

On the day when the uncle gets married, will he also wear... wedding dress? As the Son of Heaven, he made a special trip to give him a wedding dress?

Ji Zheng clenched his fist to his mouth and stopped coughing, staring blankly at these ready-to-wear garments.

But who should this mismatched coat and robe be given to?

"Holy lord? Holy lord!"

Ji Zheng's brain was dizzy, and when he looked at the documents on the desktop, layers of double images appeared in every font, and he was extremely tired. He held his head and coughed a few times. He heard Chang Qing calling in his ear in front of Lin He. , the voice is very anxious.

What a noise! Ji Zheng thought dully, I'm just a little sleepy...

The author has something to say: Son of Heaven: Uncle Huang was married out of the palace by my wind and scenery╮(‵▽′)╭

Uncle Huang: If the minister really gets married, the sage will appreciate it...

Son of Heaven: Hmm, okay, wedding dresses for the auspicious day have been arranged

Uncle Huang: Will you wear women's clothes to show your face?

Ministers: When you meet King Dayanjing, let’s get married!

Son of Heaven: Oh (▼ヘ▼#) gunna! !

The marriage room is Zhengyue House, it is Zhengyue/First Moon, CP name hahaha

Say goodbye, the emperor entered the fashion industry and began to take the initiative to prepare for the future

It's late, I thought I could get it in the morning, my face hurts... You just pretend you just woke up, right, right, right?

In the future, it will be fixed after twelve o'clock in the evening. I will write it early and send it early. I will not set up the flag when I add more time...

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