The mediocre minister of all living beings

In the early spring of this year, Chunfeng Building lost its former prosperity, and the streets and alleys lost their bustle. People were worried about the imminent war.

Yao'er looked at the walls and objects in the room, and wiped them lightly with his hands. Some dust had fallen on them. It seemed that the jade pot that had bloomed brilliantly in those days was now dim and colorless. Stepping up one floor, sighing insignificantly, and looking at the pear tree outside the window in a blink of an eye, spring has come, but only a few flowers bloom here and there, is even the tree mottled so well?

I couldn't help feeling a headache and coughing.

The door creaked and was pushed open, and a man in dark red clothes came in. He quickly reached out to pat and sat on the couch.

"Why did you start coughing again?" He Youqi reached out and poured a glass of water into Yao'er's hand.

"It doesn't matter." He shook his head slightly, and then he smiled again, "You are free recently, so you often come to my place."

"Thinking that you should have run out of the previous medicine, I will send you a new one. I saw that this medicine worked for you before, why now..."

"Don't worry, it's fine"

"Alas..." He sighed deeply, and swallowed the words again.

"There are a lot of catkins in spring, don't go out if you have nothing to do, it will save you from coughing again"

"understood"

"Did you finish the tea I brought you last time? Bring some more next time"

"No, there's more"

"Write so many words again, didn't I tell you to write less?"

"It's okay to be idle"

"You, you..." Looking at the pair of plain watery eyes, with a forced smile, he finally said:

"Don't stay here, redeem yourself, let's go"

"..." The barely supported smile finally fell, and he frowned slightly, then said

"...Where are you going?"

"Follow me to the capital, or to other places, don't stay here"

Don't be here, with a room full of old things and a promise that won't be kept.

"He's getting married"

Finally, how many times back and forth, the "he" who didn't want to mention it and deliberately avoided it was still said by He Youqi, like a sharp knife, piercing into Yao'er's heart fiercely, every word was a The wound was dripping with blood, flesh and blood.

"Really... Congratulations to him..."

The slightly stiff fingers relaxed again, got up and took out a fan with white jade fan bones from the box beside the bed, gently opened it, and slowly closed it again.Just like that snowy winter, the man was dressed in a light golden costume, "I was bothered last time, and I will return it as promised today, and I hope you like it." He bowed his head and offered it with both hands.

"I wish him a happy marriage, and the phoenix sings in harmony."

Frowning tightly, He Youqi stretched out his hand for the jade fan, drank the tea in one gulp, and said loudly: "I will definitely bring it" and got up to leave.

When he reached the door, he finally stopped and couldn't help but turn around and ask the person behind him.

"Is there anything else you want me to bring him?"

Yao'er stood in the middle of the room, dressed in a blue gauze as always, and said lightly:

"May the prince's wish come true."

The eyes suddenly enlarged, surprised beyond words, the mouth opened to breathe heavily, but the person in front of him was as ordinary as a pool of water.

"So...you already knew..."

The people in the room sneered, "I didn't know before that the rich kid who spends a lot of money is so interested in a silver ring from a brothel boy."

After that autumn night, Wei Mingqi never came again.

It turned out that the dude from a family in Fangjing Village next door often came to Chunfenglou, and when he saw Yao'er for the first time, he froze in place and said nothing for a long time.

Then that person often came to see Yaoer, didn't say much, just drank blindly, and every time he got drunk, he would reach out and stroke Yaoer's eyebrows and say softly: You are very similar to him...

That man often spends the night in Chunfenglou, he has a handsome face, fair skin, eyes as deep as black ink, a cynical smile, and unrestrained playfulness, every time he passes out drunk in Chunfenglou, Yao'er takes off his boots for him I can't help but think of that winter night.

Gently brushing her unconscious eyes, Yao'er would sometimes say lightly: You are also very similar to him...

In a silent night, the man took out a piece of white jade pendant of excellent quality from his bosom, and whispered in his mouth to ask Yaoer to buy some new clothes. loved ones.

Soon, a thin and handsome man came to find him. Looking at the shy young man like himself, Yao'er returned all the jade pendants from the dowry, but found that the silver ring with the tiger's head was missing in the dowry.

It turned out that the tiger-head silver ring that I pretended to be fun and wanted to take away, clasped my fingers tightly during the summer solstice, and listened to the stories told by the storyteller. That night, the man hung Yao'er's neck and said drunkenly: You are here, I have been looking for you for a long time...it is not a coincidence.

It doesn't matter if it is deliberate or conspiratorial, in the final analysis it is still a power struggle.

It's just that those mellow nights, those eyes full of affection, and those affectionate words, now that I think about it, three points are true and six points are false, and the remaining points are carefully pondered by one person, and there is no final result.

Gently knocking on the door of Li Niang's room, the people inside responded crisply.

"Why are you free to come to my place today?"

Yao'er held his full dowry in his arms, gently placed it on the table, and slowly pulled away a layer, which was full of jewels and dazzling light.

"This is...?" I didn't understand, so I opened my mouth slightly in shock from the treasure in the box.

"Redeem you" with a faint smile.

"Ru, me?" Stretching out her finger on the tip of her nose, Li Niang's eyes widened.

"Go to your Mr. Huang, stand in front of his door and shout: I'm coming, your aunt, why don't you hurry up and carry me in with a big sedan chair?" Like Li Niang once, Yao'er smiled slightly, with bright eyes Bend like a new moon.

"how about you?"

Smiling still, slightly lowered his head.

"not the right time yet"

"Are you still waiting for him?"

"..." Noncommittal.

"I've been here for a long time, I'm used to it"

"Have you been with me for a long time? I haven't gotten used to it yet, but you're used to it?" Li Niang's eyes are like a sharp knife that can see through Yaoer's lies at a glance. "In the past you just said you were hiding from the quiet, but now? Or wait for him, he promised to come and redeem you, but never came again." He grasped the hand that had stiffened with a smile.

"Yaoer, do you still believe him?"

In the silent room, there was only the sound of the breeze blowing hair, and Yao'er suddenly sneered, breaking the silence.

"Li Niang, you..." You, your words are too vicious, too transparent, things that everyone understands, things that no one wants to say, but you say it as plainly as eating and drinking .

Believe it or not is not so important anymore, if it was a scam from the beginning, why should you care whether the sentence at the end is true or not.

"I just want to keep hiding here, but you..." Gently helped Li Niang's hair on the sideburns.

"Go find him"

Sadness is greater than death, probably it is nothing more than this feeling.

The firecrackers of the wedding banquet sounded from the east to the west of the street. The procession of welcoming the bride was like a long dragon, standing up straight and unable to see the end. The bride's sedan chair was extremely gorgeous, and the groom rode a tall and mighty horse from the western regions, with handsome features and a heroic spirit. .

A total of hundreds of tables were set up for the wedding banquet, the stage sang non-stop, and the wedding banquet went on for three days and three nights regardless of day or night.

"I've never seen such a grand wedding banquet," said a person on the street, looking at the mansion with its drums and gongs, with its hands in its hands.

"Nonsense! He'an Wang Nafujin, could it be an ordinary scene?"

"This person, it's just that different people have different fates. Some people are born with wealth and honor. It's not like you and me..."

Boom!The fireworks that exploded in the sky lit up the sky in the capital city, as dazzling as a sunset.

"Let's put flowers, let's put flowers!" The children on the street corner covered their ears and looked up at the sky, jumping and jumping for joy.

That dazzling moment illuminated everyone in the capital, and reflected a lonely and lonely face.

At the wedding banquet, cups were exchanged, congratulations could be heard, King Wei Mingqi of He'an drank one cup after another, his figure was in a trance, just like the person who was so childish in the Spring Breeze Tower on a winter night, but he couldn't see it on his face. There was a trace of joy, a look of strangeness, and the hatred of the country and the family was evident between the brows.

"Be happy, it's Nafujin after all." He Youqi also looked drunk, but still whispered in his ear with a fake smile.

"I'm happy, why not?" Even though he said so, there was no smile on his face.

"Your face, belch, is so ugly." He Youqi hiccupped and pulled Wei Mingqi's sleeve and said, holding the wine glass in one hand, shaking his body back and forth, and the wine in the glass was also spilled.

"Youqi, look." The drunken official groom pointed to the red silk and satin hanging high in the mansion and said, "My palace is full of red today, does it look like the Spring Breeze Tower?"

"Shh!" Putting his index finger to his mouth, he whispered to him, "Wei Mingqi, you walked the road by yourself. Today, you have no choice."

Yes, the road is chosen by oneself, and today, there is nothing he can't let go of. Isn't it all for this day that one hundred thousand elite soldiers have been brought under his command, how many years of forbearance, how many years of keeping a low profile, how many years of restraining one's edge?

Today, is there any choice?

Looking at the sky covered with red silk, the shadow of the moon is fading, and a ginkgo tree in the corner of the yard has a hazy shadow of emerald green, like a person in the small world, dressed in blue gauze, with a bright face and smiling eyes like the moon .Stretch out your hand and want to reach it, but it seems that you are close at hand and far away at the end of the world.

He Youqi lightly pressed his raised hand, touched the cup in his hand, and the two drank silently.

Prince Lintian, Xiao Xin, you are my youngest son after all...

No matter how lively the banquet is, there will always be times when it will end, as if there is no one who will not end.

The bridegroom walked into the inner room crookedly, three steps at a time, and the room was covered with gorgeous and bright red, red bed curtains, red lanterns, and the bride in red was sitting upright in the middle of the bed.

Sitting on the bed with a drunken face, she tore off the red hijab. The bride smiled lightly, her eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as water.

"I'm drunk today, and I'm afraid I'll disturb my wife at night, so you can go to bed today, I'll go to the study." After speaking, she got up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the words of the people behind her.

"I am Fujin from Prince He'an's Mansion, and you are my husband. Isn't it my job to serve you to sleep? Why bother?" Shallow smile.

"You and I are just dependent on each other. You rely on my father's [-] old troops. We are also willing to help the prince, but I still have to say that since we are dependent on each other, we must be beautiful in front of others." It seems inappropriate for the prince to stay in the study on the wedding night. From now on, I will take care of the palace properly, but the prince should also understand the principle of harmony between husband and wife, and raise the eyebrows. If the prince is successful in the future, my Yao family still wants to honor the prince Fu, if the prince crosses the river and demolishes the bridge in the future, then today, you won’t get any of the fifty thousand elite soldiers.”

The person in the middle of the bed kept a calm smile on his face, as if he was talking about other people's affairs. If he couldn't hear what she was talking about, that warm smile and Wu Nong's soft voice seemed to be saying: "The night is late." Alright, let me order a bowl of noodles for my husband.

Wei Mingqi, who was seen through at a glance, never thought that Yao Shuxiang, the daughter of the Yao family, was such a straightforward and vicious person, and she always thought she was the inexperienced eldest lady in the Hou's mansion. It is also a good thing, if Sima Zhao's heart is hidden, it is better to put it on the table and say it clearly.

"Madam, don't worry." Wei Mingqi's drunkenness came to him in an instant, and he said clearly, "If the future becomes a great success, I hope that Madam will have a heart for all people, and she will be the mother of the world."

Yao Shuxiang smiled slightly, got up and made a big gift:

"May the king's wish come true"

Get up and take off Wei Mingqi's wedding clothes and hair crown.

The night is as cool as water and the mist is misty. In the overwhelming red silk courtyard, Yao Shuxiang is like a virtuous and gentle wife, waiting for her husband to sleep.

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