[Sui and Tang Dynasties] Wise husbands emerge from under the whip

Yang Yong went to have a drink again, this time he no longer called Ruhua Meijuan, but only found a few friends in the weekdays to drink with.It’s more appropriate to say that drinking is better than drinking and composing poems. It’s a pity that those few friends are wine and meat friends. When it comes to eating, drinking and having fun, it’s okay, but these poems and songs are at best a little low-level and have a bit of a dirty meaning. And catchy poems are better.

Because it is purely used to fool girls and flirt without these small workshop poems, how can it work?

Today, besides drinking, Yang Yong writes poems, and the terrible thing is that those poems are elegant that they don't understand. , then only those who come here will know.

Maybe it's God's favor, although those friends don't understand the pain and anguish in his heart, but because of this, they have strengthened the other two poet-loving literati.One is Yao Cha and the other is Ming Kerang. They are both older than him, but they are not proud of their age. On the contrary, they appreciate his talent.

The fine wine and poems attracted many guests. For the first time in Jinling, there was a group of men who did not embrace beautiful women, but men who specialized in poetry.

The proprietress of Jinling has mixed feelings. She is happy that her daughters can go to accompany other men, and reciting poems there will not affect her income at all; the worry is that her place is a place for men to have fun. It is not an elegant place for men to write poems, and several wealthy people were sent away by the high-pitched poetry chanting.

Look, the third son, the richest man in the capital, was able to get away with three bank notes, but he was chased away by those voices reciting poems. Before he left, he said that this Jinling is almost becoming a place of elegance.

Mother Jin's face can be described as red and white, but so what?The people gathered over there are all big people who are not easy to offend. She is just a prostitute, no matter how powerful she is, she can't drive those people away, can she?

Watching the money that was about to come flying away, Mama Jin was so regretful that she almost bit the veil.

I regret it at the beginning, if she knew that the man was the current crown prince, she would not have accepted the guests casually.Although the crown prince is expensive, in the final analysis, it is only because of his status. When it comes to spending money, he is not as generous as those young masters, but what can we do?She received them all, and it was absolutely impossible to refuse.Offending no one can offend the prince, that would be making fun of the entire Jinling!

But in this way, her income has been significantly reduced, and it is not an option to think about it, and she can only regret it.

If it had been... if it had been... hey!

"Jin, mother Jin..."

"Oh, my eldest son, why do you drink like this?" Mother Jin turned her head and saw the drunk man who was being helped down, and rushed to meet him, "Would you like a bowl of hangover soup for you?"

What's the matter?In the past, he had never been drunk when he came here, but this time, he was drunk for two consecutive days.

As clever as she is, even if she called a few considerate girls, they were all driven out in the end. It can be seen that the matter is not trivial, and she must have suffered some kind of blow!

"No, I'm fine!" Yang Yong slapped his chest loudly, then tapped Mama Jin's nose drunkenly, and said with a big tongue, "I! I want to sue, tell you... from now on! Me! No, no, no , don’t come here anymore!”

not here?Mother Jin froze in place, chewing Yang Yong's words over and over again.

That being said... She twisted her thigh and felt the pain from above, and she almost jumped up for joy.

Copper!Her money will not be less!

Just as he was going to try to persuade him to stay, he saw that Yang Yong had already been carried away, and behind him were several poets who were also drunk, shouting "Don't go" and "Fight until dawn".

It was late at night, and the candles in Linyun Pavilion were still on. Gao Liangdi was sitting on a round stool, embroidering her unfinished pillowcase by the candlelight. The candlelight shone on her peaceful face, her gentleness was inconceivable.The maid holding the lamp saw that the candle was not bright enough, so she quickly lit a new candle to make her sight clearer.

"Que'er, go rest when you're tired." Gao Liangdi didn't raise her head, but her needlework was unambiguous.

Que'er shook his head and said, "Que'er is not tired yet, just stay with your mother."

"Has the prince not come back yet?"

"Well, when the servants pass by Fengqingxuan and Lanxu Garden, the lights are brightly lit, and the maids are also standing outside the door waiting. As for Empress Cheng Ji, I heard that she has caught a cold recently and is recuperating." Seeing her There was no response, Que'er grew bolder and asked the question in his heart, "Your Majesty, Que'er doesn't understand, you know what His Highness is, otherwise you wouldn't marry him, but why do you still have to be canonized by the Concubine Yuan?" Where is Xia Hua?"

"According to this servant, the concubine Yuan is not the kind of person who doesn't understand things."

The needlework in her hands paused for a while, Gao Liangdi rubbed the needle into her hair a few times, pierced it into the pillowcase to embroider the stamen, and said calmly: "Other people's decisions have her own plans, why are you asking so much? What is there?" Is it good?"

Que'er pouted, and said sullenly: "Of course it's because Xia Hua is not pleasing to the eye! Chunyuan said that Xia Hua is lazy and likes to take advantage of others. You said that such a person became the empress of Fengyi, and there is no such thing as that." It's no wonder that Empress Cheng Ji catches the wind and cold, you see how good Empress Cheng Ji and Wang Liangyuan were at the beginning, going in and out together, treating sisters and sisters here and there, but now?"

"And think about it, Xia Hua's original owner was Wang Liangyuan. If she hadn't pretended to be sick and weak and took away Lanxu Garden, you wouldn't have lived in such a narrow and dark place. If Xia Hua had become Fengyi, if their master and servant join hands, wouldn't the East Palace become their world?"

"Mae'er, misfortune comes from your mouth, be careful with your mouth."

A light word made Que'er shut her mouth in a pretentious manner, but the anger in her heart was still accumulating, especially knowing that Xia Hua bullied that girl in Chunyuan, she hated Xia Hua even more.Chunyuan is her good friend, one of the maidservants with a pure mind, she never hides anything when she has something to say.

In their spare time, they would gather together to drink tea and chat. It is rare to have a heart-to-heart friend in the palace, but this kind of thing happened to her, so she especially cherished this hard-won friendship.

"Remember, the result of keeping your words and deeds is to save your own life, especially in this deep palace compound, if someone with ulterior motives listens to you, you don't know how you died."

Que'er fell silent, knowing that he had offended his mother because he talked too much, he was annoyed and at the same time heaved a sigh of relief.

Although Gao Liangdi's words were a bit serious, they were more for her sake, she still knew this.

"Ma'am, the crown prince is here."

Hearing the sound from outside, Gao Liangdi quickly put down the work in hand, opened the door with Que'er and went out.

Outside the door, the butler Zhu Xian led several servants to carry the drunk man, the candlelight in the corridor hit his face, he was extremely haggard, but he still muttered a word.

"His Highness kept saying that he wanted to come to your side, so the servants sent His Highness here."

Gao Liangdi stepped aside, "Well, there is Lau Zhubo."

After the servants put Yang Yong on the bed, Que'er took the opportunity to call for hot water and hangover soup, and only waited for everything to be prepared before retreating away.

Gao Liangdi sat on the edge of the bed and fed him hangover soup, but she was almost knocked over by him after feeding him several times, but fortunately she held him firmly.

"I don't want to drink! No, don't drink..." Yang Yong waved his hands indiscriminately.

"Your Highness, drink a little, you drank too much wine..."

"Crack!" The porcelain bowl was overturned and shattered into several pieces, the soup spilled all over the floor, splashing all over the place, her skirt was pulled up a little bit, and a small piece was wetted.

"Dian..." Before the words came out, she only felt her wrist tighten, and she was pulled away by a great force.His lips touched his, numb in pain, and before he could exclaim, he was blocked by the rushing tongue.The strong smell of alcohol rushed in along with the tongue, she frowned and stretched out her hand to push his chest, but it caused more violent kisses that could even be said to be punishing.

Resistance turned into submission in the end, she nestled against his chest, bearing his anger silently.

The straps in front of the skirt were torn open, and the cool wind came in.Gao Liangdi shuddered suddenly, and found that their positions had changed, and Yang Yong's hands had already moved restlessly on her bare back.

The clothes on his body were stripped to very little, and even when he was drunk, his methods were unambiguous.

Looking at his side face by the bright yellow candlelight, what he saw was not the joy he had seen in the past, but the anger he had never seen before. Even if the anger eased, the frowning sword eyebrows also showed that he was in a bad mood .

Seeing his indifferent look on weekdays, but now showing such an expression, it is enough to see how angry he was about the canonization of Xia Hua.But... does he know why he is really angry?

Is it true that he was wronged to make Xia Hua pregnant?Or……

Thinking stopped when he stepped forward, without any foreplay, without the tenderness of the past, he just rushed in like that.

Gao Liangdi closed her mouth tightly, suppressing her sobs, but the tears at the corners of her eyes betrayed her feelings.

This feeling is exactly the same as the first time.

Before she could get used to it, Yang Yong started to move. Every time he pushed her, he used huge force, almost pushing her to the head of the bed.The weight on her body weighed heavily after being lightened. She wanted to tell him that he hurt her, but when she saw the pain he was enduring, the words disappeared on the lips.

A joy, no words, no tenderness, no ear-to-eye contact, when Yang Yong vented in her body, she didn't even have the strength to shout, so she could only bear the heat he gave her silently, letting her legs twitch unconsciously .

Yang Yong fell into a deep sleep after finishing, and when he withdrew from her body, she could still feel the numb and tingling discomfort.

Staring at the red curtain above her head for a long time, the sound of a man's even breathing gradually came to her ears. After a while, she endured the pain in her body and sat up.The brocade quilt slid off the shoulders, revealing the traces of love on the skin.

Gao Liangdi turned her head to look at the man beside her, feeling a sense of distance suddenly in her heart.

This man, the man who slept with her before, was so strange at this moment, as if she had never known him before.The past friendship has now become a memory of the past. Even if he is right next to her and can be touched with his hand, the distance still cannot be eliminated.

The distance between the heart and the heart.

"It seems that you don't care about her."

So, a sleepless night.