After being reborn, being alone as a queen

The shop waiter hurriedly responded, and led them along, saying, "Young master also likes to listen to the script of the prime minister? Our restaurant is the first to speak the new script! You are blessed!"

Song Huaian smiled inexplicably, and said, "Yes, it's very interesting."

It’s just that when the waiter walked away, he still couldn’t figure out why the young master in the lead was so talkative and good-looking, and he was smiling all the time, but the young masters behind him were okay at the beginning, but they were as black as the bottom of the pot later on. like.

After a while, the storyteller began to speak new stories

He dragged his voice and said with a long tone: "Speaking of which, this is the first time, the wicked prime minister patrols the mountains and bullies beautiful women—"

There was thunderous applause, and there were some chattering discussions.

Song Huaian rested his chin, watching with enthusiasm

"My lord! You let these unruly people humiliate you?" A soldier took off his waist sword and slapped it on the table, furious.

Song Huai'an glanced at him, and said: "Put the sword away, cause the people to panic, and spread it to His Majesty's ears, don't you want your brain anymore?"

The soldier said unwillingly: "Without you, would this group of people have such a good time eating and listening to books? This group of people didn't say thank you at all, and they will repay you with revenge! I'm sorry that my subordinates can't be indifferent when they hear such remarks!"

Song Huaian stood up, patted him on the shoulder, and said: "The reason why I went to the battlefield was for His Highness, not for them, and I don't need their thanks. If the writer writes me like this, will I become like this? ? Naturally impossible, so why should you care? All living beings can’t hold back their mouths, and these scriptures are quite interesting to me. I still have a big basket in my house. If you are interested, I will send someone to How many copies did you bring?"

Several people shook their heads and waved their hands at the same time: "Thank you for your compassion! But the subordinates are not very interested!"

Song Huai'an sat down regretfully, and tapped the table with his fingernails: "Well, let's forget it, it's really pretty, some of which I'm a talented man, some of which I'm a rich man, and some of which I'm a cottage Zhaizhu"

He gave a low laugh, took a peanut in his mouth, and sighed: "It's so majestic, much more majestic than my prime minister."

During the meal, the storyteller talked about the third time, the young man in white descended from the sky and beat up the evil prime minister who bullied men and women——

No matter how long the song "Heroes Save the Beauty" has been circulated, it will never become obsolete. Everyone listens to it well, and the storyteller takes the copper coins softly.

After eating, before leaving, Song Huai'an specially took out a few taels of silver from his pocket and handed it to the waiter at the side, saying: "The play was pretty good."

……

At the end of the memory, Song Huaian smiled and said: "Then you haven't heard those rumors? The prime minister used all the tricks and tricks to kill the enemy on the battlefield, and even the old, young, women and children were not spared. .”

Yang Zi confused: "The so-called battlefield is the place where either you die or I die. Not to mention the cloud in the art of war, soldiers never tire of deceit. If you take ten thousand steps back, if there is no prime minister's ingenuity to defeat the enemy thousands of miles away, how can we have today?" Is this a happy and stable life for the people in Beijing?"

Song Huai'an looked at him and nodded approvingly. This young man is quite insightful, able to see what others can't.

Given time, it may be of great use to the country and the people.

The entire Hou Mansion fasted, and he drank clear porridge for a few days, and birds could fade out of his mouth.

He couldn't take it anymore, probably the other officials had already scolded him to death behind his back, and wished he could drag his corpse out and flog him.

Finally, when the day of encoffining came, because the Marquis Mansion used good ointments for him, the injury on his back was almost healed, and he was able to move normally.

Early in the morning, I burned incense and bathed under the service of my servants. I didn’t know which emperor had passed away. Such a grand occasion...

There are four masters and several servants in the Zhongyonghou Mansion's direct relatives who went with them this time.

Except for the old Lord Hou and Mrs. Hou

Xie Chi, the eldest son of the Hou family, forgot to return.

The second son-that is, himself, the servants in the mansion call him the second master, but his real name is Xie Jin, and his name is Zijian.

Song Huaian was also cleaning his face the next day, when he saw a strange young face reflected in the copper basin, he completely accepted the fact that he was dead, and now he was living in the body of a young prince from the Hou family who had just reached the weak crown. middle.

The two sons of this line of the Zhongyong Houfu's direct line, one mother and a compatriot, their facial features are [-]% similar, and there are only subtle differences.

But each has its own temperament, and its temperament is even more different.

He and Xie Chi had been waiting at the gate of Houmen early in the morning.

Song Huai'an looked at Xie Rongshan who came out of the gate of Houmen with the help of Mrs. Hou's wife and glared at him, and felt more and more that he was being misunderstood. Among the military officers, he was not right, but Xie Rongshan was one of them.

Xie Rongshan was dressed in an official uniform, after all, it was a funeral, even if he was the wife of the Marquis, he took off his luxurious jewelry, and the color of his clothes was relatively simple.

Xie Chi glanced at Xie Jin, who was still out of the situation, fearing that his mind was still not clear, so he took the lead to salute the two of them respectfully: "Father, mother."

Xie Jin choked, should he also call his parents?

But Song Huai'an's own parents died more than [-] years ago, would the life of these two parents be shortened?

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Xie Rongshan flicked his sleeves angrily: "Look at the good son you taught! The etiquette poems and books have been read into the dog's stomach! Twenty-two boards beat parents so much that they don't want to shout!"

Xie Chi also turned his head to look at him, asking questions with his eyes.

"Father, mother..." Xie Jin could only bite the bullet and shout

At any rate, if he occupies someone else's body, he has to fulfill his obligations as a son. Even if there is an aunt in the Hou's mansion, he has to honor it.

Madam Hou's Mansion came out and said to Mu Ni: "Master, look, Jin'er was probably scared stupid just now, who in the whole house is not frightened by your two eyes? Well, today is the day that the Prime Minister is encoffined." , Your Majesty has always attached great importance to the Prime Minister, and the emperor and your Majesty Prime Minister took the character of Chi'er together, we can't delay."

Xie Jin deeply believed that in his previous life, he was still convinced by Xie Rongshan's loyalty and ability to lead the army. It was his loud voice and eyes like lighting lamps, which made him look like he was looking for faults when he caught people's eyes. I don't have a good impression of him.

When it came to Li Yuan, Xie Rongshan rarely showed a look of gloating, but his complexion became heavy.

"Everyone get in the car. When you arrive in the palace, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, and don't cause trouble! Especially Xie Jin, you should be quiet for your father. The emperor must be unhappy when the prime minister dies. If you stab someone, you will take your own life." Go and pay!"

After speaking, he and his wife took the lead in boarding the carriage that had been prepared at the door.

In the early years, Xie Rongshan was alone on the battlefield and fought the enemy bravely. Later, he was fortunate enough to make military achievements and become a marquis. The first time he sent someone back to his hometown to pick up his wife who had been privately appointed for life when he was a child. The two became husband and wife. They have always been harmonious, and in the early years they added children to the Hou Mansion, and the husband and wife are loving.

There are no messy brothers and sisters in the Zhongyonghou Mansion's direct lineage, so there are only two carriages in total, one for Mrs. Hou Ye and the other for the two young masters of the Hou Mansion.

There are still a few streets away from the imperial palace, and when you open the car window, you can see the majestic pavilions and pavilions in the Forbidden City from a distance. .

The double eaves roof of the palace shone with a faint golden glow in the sun, and the imperial guards at the gate of the palace stood upright. On such an important day as today, none of them dared to look tired.

The palace is divided into four main gates. For auspiciousness, they are named according to the four ancient beasts in the Shan Hai Jing, namely the white tiger, green dragon, red bird, basalt, and countless side gates.

The carriage drove smoothly all the way, and after a stick of incense, it arrived at the main gate of the imperial palace - Suzaku Gate

When the carriage of Zhongyonghou's Mansion arrived at the gate of the palace, there were also several family members of officials who arrived together, all dressed in plain colors and helping the servants' arms to get off the carriage.

What Xie Jin cares about is

These official sons in the capital, royal relatives and nobles, none of them are usually radiant, but today they all seem to have a serious illness, all of them have haggard faces and dark circles around their eyes.

Xie Jinhao looked out of the car window in his spare time: "Are they eating cold food together?"

Xie Chi glanced out, then turned his gaze back: "Probably because of fasting."

Hahahahahaha

Xie Jin looked up to the sky and smiled in his heart, this group of pampered brats still have today?

Xie Chi stood up and said, "Get out of the car, don't make parents wait too long."

"Yeah." Xie Jin replied

When Xie Chi and Xie Jin got off the carriage, Xie Rongshan and his wife were already exchanging business with other officials

No matter how bad the relationship between the officials of the DPRK and China is in private, they still have to erect a memorial arch in front of them, especially at the entrance of the palace.

Then, Xie Jin heard conversations like this over and over again.

"Oh! Isn't this Mr. Li? Long time no see! Stay safe!"

"So it's Mr. Zeng! You're safe and sound! This is Mr. Ling, right? You really look good!"

Xie Jin stood beside Xie Chi, and accompanied Xie Rongshan and his wife to greet each other with another official. Hearing these people's hypocritical greetings, he picked his ears out of boredom.

It's been a long time since I've seen you shit, and I'm going to see each other's wrinkled old faces every day when I go to court every day, so I'm going to be okay?Standing together now to perform official friendship, these two people may wish that the other party will die early and be reborn early.

The second generation of officials like Xie Chi's generation seemed much more real. Those who were a little older knew how to stand beside their parents, and obediently saluted according to the elders' words.

The younger ones don't look straight at anyone, and the four words of pride and pride are written all over their faces.

As more and more carriages stopped in front of Suzaku's gate, more and more people

Xie Jin folded his arms and looked at those people, finding it funny, couldn't help but sneered.

When he was the prime minister before, because the big backer behind him was the king of a country, no matter how perverse he usually behaved, the officials dared not speak out. The consequence of his habit was that his sneer didn't make much noise, and most people heard it. .