The Fascinated I Only Want Salted Fish

When Li Ying slept in Yanfu Hall, Ji Zheng stayed in the imperial study every day, reading the original owner's treasured book of words and pictures.

But after the winter months, his happy days are gone forever. Noble families all over the world know that the emperor’s choice of concubine is imminent, and every memorial should either obscurely or openly mention a noble girl in the clan. The portraits of the various noble girls pass the eyes of the Cining Palace and fly like snowflakes. The imperial study drowned his desk.

Naturally, the ancient portrait technique does not need to take selfies like those of the contemporary era. With a thin willow-leaf eyebrow and two affectionate phoenix eyes, Ji Zheng stared at it for a long time, but he couldn't tell who the sisters were.

But Rao is that no matter how serious he is, he also knows that the election of a concubine involves political ups and downs. Any choice may change the future direction of politics. If another person accidentally chooses the right person, the emperor may not be so easy to step down.

Terrible, this can't be done.

In the original book, there are many beauties in the harem, but Li Ying is the only one with a name, which means that he must not choose any powerful role through this concubine selection.

Each portrait of a noble girl is accompanied by a brief biography of her family background, but Ji Zheng, who only reads the protagonist's love story, has no influence on these characters at all.

The window was suddenly blown open with a bang, and the cold wind with dead leaves drifted into the charcoal brazier in the fire pit inside the house, and the flames crackled and swayed.

It's so cold, it's almost snowing season.

Ji Zheng followed the window and saw Ming Ciyue standing like a pine with a sword.

I don't know when, the emperor's guards seemed to have changed a group of people quietly, and Ji Zheng found that the only person who could be named was Mingci Yue.

He thought about it and decided to make the best use of it, "Ming Ci Yue."

The first thing Ming Ciyue did when he came in was to close the windows and put some charcoal fire for him, and only then did he come to the desk and salute.

Ji Zheng asked him to help pick out the portraits, Mingci Yuefu raised his eyes, and immediately lowered his head, "The noble daughters who are candidates for concubines, these portraits should not offend outsiders to look directly at them."

"I'll let you see it." The emperor said impatiently, "I don't understand anyone, and I don't like anyone. If you don't choose, then I can only choose His Royal Highness King Jing to enter the palace to accompany the imperial concubine Ying. "

Ming Ci's face became more and more embarrassing, so he couldn't come over, and seemed to point out a few pictures at random, "Xuan Qian, the eldest daughter of General Xuan's family, is knowledgeable and reasonable, and Lin Xiangxiang, the niece of Zhang Guoxiang's family, is nice and small."

At the end, the clear speech lowered his voice more and more, "Brother Xuan Qian has been stationed in southern Xinjiang and has made remarkable achievements recently in appeasing the displaced people. This year, the drought in the north is severe. The canal transport in charge of Zhang Guoxiang has transported a lot of grain from Jiangnan, and Lin Xiangxiang's father is Jiangnan's grain and rice cloth. Satin Merchant."

Ji Zheng crossed the two portraits without looking at them. Ming Ci cast more and more suspicious eyes.

Ming Ci is the protagonist and understands the situation. With his temperament, he will definitely make the best choice for the sage that will help appease the hearts of his ministers and stabilize the throne. Ji Zheng only needs to follow his words against the election.

But a closer look reveals that Xuan Qian and Lin Xiangxiang's paintings are extremely fresh and refined. They are both broad-shouldered and long-armed, and they can draw their bows to the people of the long moon, and it can be seen that the painters are trying their best to correct their beauty.

Ji Zheng raised his head and looked at Ming Ci's more sincere words, with a serious and humble look on his face, he paused, steadfastly said sternly: "You deliberately choose some powerful ones for me, restrain me so that I won't trouble you. ?" He pushed the two paintings at random, and pointed at them, "See, I like beauty, that's what I want."

The exposed one, the small letter in the upper left corner, is the second daughter of the Marquis of Wu'an, Gu Congque.

The more he wanted to speak, the more he stopped, he took a few steps back and stopped talking.

The Cining Palace sent the portrait of the lady, Ji Zheng returned it with a fork, and the Cining Palace sent the sachet of the lady, and Ji Zheng distributed it to the guards below... Just when Ji Zheng thought that he had exhausted the patience of the Cining Palace, and he could finally pass the time. When the peaceful salted fish lived, the days also came to the winter solstice at the end of the winter month.

The winter solstice in Yan is traditionally a day for the whole country to have a holiday, to hold a palace banquet, and to celebrate the monarch, ministers, and the common people.

The eve of this day was also a day for family reunion as usual. As soon as Ji Zheng walked out of the palace gate, he saw a line of women with unfamiliar faces saluting past him, with low eyebrows pleasing to the eye, obedient, and pleasant-looking, walking along the palace wall to the palace gate The direction is drifting away.

Ji Zheng looked at it strange, Li Ruhai explained that it was the unloved concubine he let home a while ago, and the Sunrise Palace on the Winter Solstice can be reunited with his family.

Ji Zheng nodded, thinking that the girls were dressed in shabby clothes, and the company had to share something for the New Year. "Call them and give them all the hairpins and jade pendants of the women in the palace."

Li Ruhai murmured: "Your Majesty, it's still useful..."

Ji Zheng raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes: "What's the use, I don't need it!" In the future, there will be no concubines in the palace, so it can't be all taken advantage of by women's clothing bosses.

It just so happened that the palace maid told him that Concubine Ying had prepared a family banquet, thinking that they should be celebrating the festival together after half a month. If the emperor did not return, the concubine would bring food to the imperial study.

Ji Zheng nodded and promised to let the palace maid go back to spread the word, and turned around to let the waiter carry the lantern, wrapped in a slightly thick festive velvet robe, and aimed at the Cining Palace in the opposite direction.

"Your Highness." A silent phantom appeared behind him and took the lantern from his hand, "I will **** you."

Ji Zheng looked back at Ming Ciyue, and taking him there was like sending a weak sheep into the mouth of the Empress Dowager.

He grabbed the lantern by himself, "What am I doing with a useless person, and are you planning to protect me like last time?" Ji Zheng waved his hand, "It's a big holiday, send the useless person home to have a meal with the family."

Ming Ci has no relatives anymore.

The only thing that counts is the "uncle emperor" who doesn't touch blood.

When Ji Zheng realized it was too late, he didn't dare to look directly at Ming Ciyue's face, and fled in a panic, "I don't need you, I'll go back tonight when I go."

"Aifei..."

As soon as the emperor entered the palace, his face collapsed, and the person sitting on the head was his painful grandmother. Li Ying was also dressed in red gauze in winter, and patted his head sideways in a royal style, "The emperor's grandmother's body If you are sick, let your concubine preside over the family banquet on your behalf, and I hope the sage is satisfied."

Where is this a family banquet, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a Hongmen banquet.

The whole house seems to have knocked over the powder shop in the whole capital.

There are two rows of small tables at the bottom, where noble ladies from all over the capital are gathered, either with veils or with fans. They had never seen any foreign men before, and at this moment, all their faces were pale and trembling violently.

If possible, Ji Zheng can shake more than them.

However, he was so angry at this time, he entered the hall with his head held high, sat down beside Li Ying carelessly, and gritted his teeth: "Why do you have to work so hard during pregnancy, Concubine Ai?"

Li Ying said indifferently: "But I hope that the Holy High will be pleased. Every noble lady who has crossed the Holy High, the ministers and concubines have invited them for the Holy High."

Ji Zheng looked sideways: "Concubine Yinggui is really too thin, how can she still be so gentle after a month of pregnancy, and even very hard." He deliberately tilted his head to ear, "West Desert men are really powerful. , can you really give birth, I don't believe it."

Li Ying said with a smile: "The sage wants a child, so the concubine will find a child for the sage. If the sage doesn't want to marry a concubine, he can only favor one of his concubines, and let the concubine be the target of the troubled harem. Concubines and concubines rely on divine favor and do not tolerate others, and naturally they should be blamed by the people of the world."

Ji Zheng reported one of the smiles, "Concubine Ai has been worrying too much. If you remove the beauty, the disaster is almost the same."

The girls below who were in their 28th year had already quietly raised their heads, blushing as they looked at the two of them biting their ears, a couple of the imperial family who were deeply in love.

"Xuan Qian, the little girl in the Xia Xuan Mansion, is good at dancing swords, and is willing to make fun of the imperial concubine and the emperor's banquet."

Before Ji Zheng could speak, Li Ying answered.

The person who came out was Xuan Qian, who was bowed in the portrait that day. There was no dog girl at the gate. Xuan Qian just got off the racetrack in the daytime. She was dressed in a velvet coat. A sword, but the little girl would like to use the tie as a sword."

After saying that, before Ji Zheng could stop him, he really pulled the tie from his waist and threw it out. The noble ladies exclaimed, and saw that under the woman's robe was a set of capable men's black clothes, which was really rebellious.

Xuan Qian is so beautiful, with a high ponytail, sword eyebrows and star eyes, she has the heroic spirit of a heroine.

Ji Zheng slammed the melon seeds, and just wanted to drink some cai, when he saw the sword with a soft belt as a hard sword, approaching Ji Zheng's eyes in the blink of an eye, so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and the melon seeds spilled all over the ground, but it was clearly just a Ordinary soft belt, even the guards have no reason to stop it.

Li Ying smiled and clapped his hands in agreement.

No, let Li Ying play again, and the true face of the emperor will be exposed at the banquet.

Ji Zheng tried to divert everyone's attention, turned his head to face Li Ying: "Do you really take me as your husband, your master?"

Li Ying nodded: "Almost."

"That's good." Ji Zheng slapped his desk, "Concubine Ying is pregnant with a dragon child, but she shows up every day, overworked and doesn't know how to cherish her body, so she was sentenced to house arrest at Fengqi Terrace and served delicious food until she gave birth to the little prince. "Fengqitai is the palace of the queens of all dynasties, and it can be regarded as giving Li Ying enough face, so that this person has nothing to refute.

Ji Zheng was sober in his heart, he had wanted to do this for a long time.

The maids and attendants of the palace came up in a circle, surrounded the imperial concubine Ying, and politely invited her to step out of the palace.

Li Ying gave the waiter a fierce look, and then turned back to give Ji Zheng a pitiful smile.

At this time, he was the only man left in the hall to guard a bunch of innocent and beautiful sisters.

How could Ji Zheng bear it? He has no intention of being a royal birthing machine. Moreover, according to the temperament of the Empress Dowager, the day the prince was born was when he began to lose his value.

He didn't even think about it, he went straight out of the temple, but was immediately stopped by the attendant of the Queen Mother at the entrance of the temple, "The sage forgives the sin, the Queen Mother said that if you don't bring your daughter, you must not let the sage leave the temple. Please forgive his pains."

"Bring a noble girl?" Ji Zheng sneered and turned his head, "All the girls obey the order and continue the banquet with me in the back garden."

The back garden of Cining Palace is beautiful with rockeries and fake water, but a group of noble ladies shivered in the cold wind, stopped in the dark, and turned their eyes helplessly to Ji Zheng, which was even more terrifying and difficult to deal with than the guards.

Without getting rid of this dense network of people, Ji Zheng could not escape at all.

"That's it." Ji Zheng had a plan in his mind, "All of you are noble and good daughters, for the sake of fairness, I closed my eyes and gave you a stick of incense time to hide. Those who are found by me will be excluded and hidden. The best one is the witty and sensitive daughter, the one who is my destiny."

Ji Zheng thought that they would quickly disperse, but when the girls heard the words, they looked at each other and stopped.

"Sister, go hide first, my elder sister is clumsy and not fit to be a concubine in the palace."

"No, I've already found a place to hide for my sister, please ask me first."

Ji Zheng: …

He understood, and changed his statement, "The one who was caught first by me was the person who was my good friend."

When the girls heard the words this time, they all had expressions of horror on their faces, and they stepped on in a rush. After a while, there was only a small cold wind in front of Ji Zheng's eyes.

"Have you hidden, I'm going to start arresting people." Ji Zheng called out casually, and immediately turned around to bypass the rockery and water in the back garden, and stepped into the most conspicuous corridor.

The main entrance of the back garden of Cining Palace is still guarded by guards. If you want to escape, you must go through the corridor, enter the back hall and leave through the back door of the sleeping hall.

In the depths of the corridor, against the backdrop of the swaying tree shadows, it was dark, and the moonlight was lacking, and it became darker as you walked.

Only in the deepest part a light was suddenly lit, and it kept on beating in the deep night.

Ji Zheng was stunned, no way, someone really likes the tyrannical little emperor, and still waits for him to catch him with a lantern so brightly?

He didn't think about the rules he casually mentioned at all. If there is a woman who really wants to be that good match, it's not to make him a big blush.

Looking at the figure, he was thin and tall, but with a back and broad shoulders, which just happened to block his escape route.

All the women in the audience, Jizheng, could only think of one person, Xuan Qian.

Ji Zheng bravely walked over, pretending to be greedy and violent, trying to make this girl retreat. He smiled gloomily and said, "It's hard to find me, but Xuan Qian is waiting for me here."

The red oil-paper lantern slowly turned its direction.

"Xuan Qian has been waiting here for a long time, what is the donor looking for Xuan Qian?"

Ji Zheng could see clearly, the smile froze on his face, how did Xuan Qian's long flowing hair disappear.

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