Juntian University Chronicle

"Ai Qing, do you know who is responsible for what happened yesterday?"

Zhong Kunyi shook her head: "These people look like dead men, so they didn't leave any clues. Yesterday, Weichen and the guards killed two people and escaped. , The humble minister has not entered into any grudges with anyone."

Emperor Qikun patted his forearm, and sighed: "Aiqing is sharing worries for the widow."

"Wei Chen is frightened."

"Thinking about how much the family will benefit from the tax equalization system, how can they not feel resentful? Zhongqing, the proposer, has become the target of public criticism."

"It is the duty of a humble official to seek benefits for the common people and relieve His Majesty's worries. I have absolutely no complaints."

Emperor Qikun saw that although Zhong Kunyi was haggard, but still had clear eyes and a firm tone, he couldn't help stroking and said: "Aiqing is really a good minister of the family and the country, but this kind of thing has one thing and one must have two, I bestow on you four extraordinary martial arts. Guards, from now on they will personally protect your safety."

Zhong Kunyi saw that the four people summoned by Emperor Qikun were powerful, but they walked lightly and nimbly, so she knew that they must be masters. She was moved and thanked Emperor Qikun for her kindness.

Emperor Qikun said again: "Aiqing's method this time is quite effective. In just one month, the national treasury has almost doubled, which shows how much money the family has accumulated!" You can seal the position of doctor."

Zhong Kunyi was already stunned, from the roommate to the doctor, it was a span of three consecutive promotions, Luo Min saw that he was slow to respond, fearing that the emperor would be angry, he hurriedly called: "My lord!"

Zhong Kunyi was awakened by the sound, and immediately got up to thank her.

But Emperor Qikun held him down: "Zhongqing, don't tear your wounds, the day when you return to court will be the day of reward."

Zhong Kunyi's body trembled, and he had no choice but to repay the emperor's kindness of knowledge and encounter with painstaking efforts.

Seeing Emperor Qikun getting up and about to leave, Zhong Kunyi stood up and said, "Your Majesty, please stay, I have one more request."

"Oh?" Regarding Zhong Kunyi's sudden utterance, Emperor Qi Kun was a little surprised: "It's okay for Zhong Qing to say."

"Weichen..." Zhong Kunyi hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and said, "Weichen dares to ask His Majesty to marry you!"

Unexpectedly, it was this matter, Emperor Qikun couldn't help laughing: "Which family's son is it that has fallen into Zhongqing's favor?"

"It's Meng Zhang, the youngest son of Tianshu's Meng family." Zhong Kunyi felt a layer of sweat dripping from his forehead, and he didn't know if Emperor Qikun would agree.After all, the marriage given by the emperor is no small matter, it involves the interests of many parties, and the words are so eloquent, so it is not easy to give marriages to the ministers.

Meng Zhang, who was hiding behind the screen, was also taken aback when he heard the words.How could Zhong Kunyi let Emperor Qikun bestow her marriage? !You must know that if the emperor bestows the marriage, even if the husband commits seven crimes in the future, he cannot give up at will.Usually only princesses and princesses have this honor, Zhong Kunyi's move really shocked everyone.

Emperor Qikun remained silent for a long time, Zhong Kunyi only heard his heart beating like a drum in his chest, was he still too reckless?

I don't know how long it took before I suddenly heard a majestic voice above my head: "Zhongqing, it seems that you really fall in love with this beautiful woman, but Zhongqing is in the position of a doctor, and in the future there will be more noble sons." There are options available, do you really want to decide now?"

Zhong Kunyi raised her head and said, "I only want to marry Meng Zhang in this life, and I will treat each other wholeheartedly and never lose each other!"

When the oath came out, not only Emperor Qi Kun, but also Meng Zhang behind the screen was stunned.After a while, Emperor Qikun smiled and said: "Aiqing, you are really a man of temperament. Forget it, the widow will do as Zhongqing wishes, and give Mengshi and you the rightful lords, and choose a day to get married."

Hearing this is like hearing fairy music.Regardless of the wound, Zhong Kunyi was supported by Luo Min and respectfully kowtowed to thank her.

After Emperor Qikun left, Meng Zhang slowly walked out from behind the screen.

Zhong Kunyi's face was full of smiles: "Your Majesty bestowed a marriage, and I can finally marry Zhang'er."

"You idiot!" Meng Zhang couldn't hold back his tears any longer, and he fell gently into Zhong Kunyi's arms. He never thought that someone in this world would treat him like this sincerely.

Embracing Meng Zhang, Zhong Kunyi felt that everything was perfect, like a dream.

Murongli always felt that since the kiss that day, the relationship between himself and Zhiming has become more and more mysterious.

Today, when I was making tea in the pavilion, he came unexpectedly, so I had to cook new tea for him.

The man retreated from everyone, just sat lazily on the couch, looking straight at him.

Even though Murong Li was always indifferent, he couldn't help being a little awkward under this fiery gaze.

"My lord, the tea is ready, please drink it." Murong Li handed Zhi Ming a cup of hot tea.

"I never thought that this ordinary black tea would taste so good." Zhi Ming said after taking a sip.

"I think it's because you are thirsty." Murong Li said calmly.

Zhi Ming put down the teacup, shook his hand and said, "A Li, why are you angry these days?"

Murong Xin's head jumped, and he pushed his hand away calmly: "Master, why did you say such a thing, Murong is not angry."

"Then why do you keep avoiding me?" Zhi Ming persisted, turning his face to force him to look directly at him.

Murong Li suddenly met his unabashed gaze, no matter how calm and self-possessed he was, he couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

Zhi Ming put his shoulders on his shoulders and said: "I already expressed my intention that day, don't you want to give me an answer?"

"My lord, respect yourself!" Murong Li tried his best to break free: "Murong's status is low, so he is naturally not worthy of your lord. If you are merciful, you can let Murong go when the contract expires."

"Aren't you half-hearted about me?" Zhi Ming looked at Murong Li firmly.

"I..." If you say that you have no intention, that is a lie.After getting along for so long, through this person's cynicism, Murongli also knows that he has a transparent and sensitive heart.What's more, this person's respect and love for him also made him sink gradually.However, if he followed him, what would he do?Do you want to be a servant?He, Murongli, couldn't bear to be subdued and made a fool of others, even if this person was Zhiming, he couldn't do it.

"A Li, a person's eyes can't be deceiving." Zhi Ming leaned very close to him: "It's just what is A Li worried about?"

In his gentle tone, Murong Li was about to express his uneasiness almost immediately.

But a sudden voice woke him up again.A servant suddenly ran over and said loudly: "My lord, Mr. Yayin from Qingfengyuan is seriously ill and wants to see you for the last time."

Zhi Ming frowned, hesitated for a while, and finally had no choice but to let go of the beauty in his arms, got up and left with the servant.

Murong Li felt sore, how could he have forgotten that this person has been playing with flowers all along, and caused so many love debts, how much truth and falsehood are there in his words?

No longer in the mood to taste tea, Murongli felt that the winter wind was blowing, and even his bones were chilled.