Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

In order not to let the sharp-eyed people on the scene find out, not only did Lu Bu complete the movements in a more concealed manner, but he didn't dare to hold it for a long time.

Knowing that he couldn't do it, but he couldn't bear the lonely look of the lord and had to do it.

Yan Qing's heart warmed up, and before the broad and heavy hand, which was rough due to the thin calluses all over the martial arts, and which was constantly passing on the heat at the moment, left, he grabbed it with a backhand.

It was also because Lu Bu was reluctant to leave that he was able to catch him so easily.

"!"

Lu Bu's eyelids twitched, and he froze unconsciously.

He never dreamed that Yan Qing not only didn't get rid of his act of forgetting his feelings that might cause disaster, and prepared to reprimand him, nor did he just give her acquiescing, but a gentle and sympathetic response.

He rigidly maintained the original movement, desperately suppressing the upward curve of the corner of his mouth.

It's just a little short, and I'm afraid I won't be able to keep the calmness on my face.

Yan Qing's rationality was still there after all, after a brief continuation of this small intimate contact, he tapped a little on the back of the opponent's hand with the tip of his index finger reassuringly, and then withdrew his hand without a trace.

Lu Bu was like a mouse that wanted to work hard to steal a grain of rice, but didn't want to be stuffed with a spoonful of honey. It was so sweet that its brain was blinded.

Seeing that he still didn't leave, Yan Qing couldn't help stretching out a finger, pamperingly tapping on a big joint as a reminder.

Fortunately, Guo Jia and the others had a heated discussion, and no one was distracted to pay attention to this tall and mighty soldier, nor did they have time to notice the intimate interaction under the low desk.

After being stunned for a moment, Lu Bu slowly withdrew his hand and stuffed it into his sleeve without looking sideways.

Slowly, slowly, he closed that hand into a fist.

All that echoed in my ears were buzzing sounds, and I couldn't penetrate half a word of the counselor. Suddenly, I felt that the position touched by Yan Qing's delicate and slightly cool fingertips was like a hot spot. The boiler is hot.

Shocking at first, lingering later.

After the discussions were almost over, everyone dispersed, and Lu Bu was still sitting there dazed, with a serious face.

Zhang Liao, who was at the end, got up and took a few steps before he realized something was wrong. Seeing that Lu Bu was still lingering, he couldn't help turning around and asking him, "Feng Xian?"

Lu Bu reflexively replied: "Oh?"

Yan Qing suppressed a smile, and slightly turned her head to look at him.

Zhang Liao was puzzled: "Still leaving?"

Yan Qing coughed lightly.

Lu Bu jumped up with excitement all over his body, and with three steps at a time, he overtook Zhang Liao, who was waiting for him, and grinned, "I'm not waiting for you, just procrastinate."

Zhang Liao: "..."

He firmly believed that if it weren't for Lu Bu's bravery to win the world, there would be no one who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him, and he would have died eight hundred times earlier just because of his shamelessness.

Yan Qing asked everyone to go back to the various places, clean up what should be cleaned up, transfer what should be transferred, and after preparing for returning to Yudi in three days, he went out of the house to look at the dark sky, pondered for a while, and sent someone to the palace After a trip, he turned into the study and wrote a beautiful return form.

It's just that as soon as he finished writing, he didn't wait for the oral order from Liu Kang to allow him to meet with him, but an imperial edict from the beaming servant with drums and gongs.

"Yan Sikong, my little one congratulates you."

For this famous official with power over the government and the public, the servant did not show his arrogance in front of others at all, but was humble and flattering like never before.

happiness?

I have appreciated everything that should be rewarded, is there anything missing?

A little doubt flashed in Yan Qing's heart, and his movements were not slow at all. He lifted the hem of his robe, knelt down calmly, and said with a smile: "Thank you. Please read it."

"Here!"

The servant hurriedly unfolded the imperial decree, articulated clearly, and read it word by word.

But after he finished reading, Yan Qing, who was always calm and calm, was stunned for the first time.

If it weren't for the restrained and courteous look on the servant's face, he would read seriously just now, and his tone of voice was even more stable, he almost suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

Didn't the government and the opposition say it well before, that Lu Zhi was to be enlisted as the Tai Tuo to assume the role of prime minister, and then Wang Yun was appointed as the great Sima. If the official position is not promoted, do you have to be named a duke?

But Liu Kang promised well, he was obedient and obedient, and he followed the decision of all officials. He just acted like a temperless person who was responsible for writing the imperial edict and stamping it. He didn't want Lu Zhi to arrive. After discussing with others, there was a temporary change of mind.

What was written in this imperial edict was to promote Yan Qing as Taifu, and Da Sima to continue to be vacant. Under this, Wang Yun was made Taiwei, Lu Zhi was Sikong, and Xun Shuang was Situ.

Among Yan Qing's subordinates, Lu Bu has become a general under the Sangong—the rank of this official position will change from time to time. At this time, Xun You led Jizhou Mu and had to take office immediately; Guo Jia succeeded Yan Qing as Yuzhou Mu and took office soon; the other core subordinates were also similar, and they were all appointed local officials.

Oh, Yan Qing thought indifferently, it's not right, Liu Kang also left him a confidant as a long history.

It just happened to be Liu Ye, a serious royal family member surnamed Liu.

Since Emperor Guangwu of the Eastern Han Dynasty, in the official system, only the Taifu was the superior, and occasionally the Great Sima was placed outside, and both of them were above the Sangong.

The three princes seem to be honorable, except for the Taiwei, most of them are well-known scripture teachers, who play the role of propagating scriptures and governing the country. They are very leisurely and rarely have real power.

Once any natural or man-made disaster happened, he had to stand up and take the blame for the emperor.

Yan Qing was able to treat this political vase as real power, became the head of the world's most powerful princes, and still had an excellent reputation, which is definitely unique.

But just because this Sikong has no actual power, even if others are jealous, it is still within the tolerance range.

Liu Kang did this, no matter what his motives were, the results were nothing more than three.

In the whole world, where is the reason for a country's prime minister to run around?In this way, he felt compelled to stay in the capital and take care of the scheming court conscientiously; while his subordinates all got official positions that they could handle independently, and they returned to the ground to take up their posts. Even if there was no disagreement, they were cut off from him. Even though he did not encroach on his power in the slightest, he did not kill his soldiers, which greatly weakened his influence; moreover, even the famous scholar Lu Zhi and Xun Shuang, who came from a famous family, had to submit to him. , there is no doubt that he was roasted alive on the fire, tired of being famous!

Yan Qing scolded Liu Kang expressionlessly in his heart, and then forcibly suppressed the burning anger, forcing himself to calm down, but it was ridiculous but he couldn't pretend no matter what.

He simply didn't pretend, accepted the imperial edict, and said lightly: "Thank you, Lord, for your kindness."

Although the servant wondered why Yan Qing was so unhappy, he was flattered and flattered to accept the reward, and then happily returned to the palace to return to his command.

As soon as he left, Yan Qing lowered her face and went back to the study.

As soon as the door was closed, he threw the imperial decree into the unextinguished brazier without hesitation.

When the imperial decree was gradually burned to ashes by the flames, he picked up his pen and wrote two wild letters with uncontrollable anger, then turned his head to confirm the ashes of the imperial decree, and then pushed the door out, letting his relatives as if nothing had happened. The soldiers sent them to Lu Bu and Guo Jia respectively.

Having made all the preparations, he led the horse out, swept his long legs and flew up Xue Yucong gracefully, and galloped to the palace alone.

Liu Kang is eating in the palace at this moment, a table of jade plates is ashamed, but he is absent-minded, looking at the door from time to time.

The servant who had been wandering with him had an idea when he saw this, approached him and whispered: "Your Majesty is waiting for Taifu Yan?"

Master Yan.

Liu Kang unconsciously pursed his lips, and said with a smile, "You are clever."

It was the first time for him to act recklessly since he came to power. He forbeared all the way, pretended to agree, and beat around the bush again. After a lot of painstaking efforts, he managed to convince Lu Zhi that Yan Qing was really under one person and above ten thousand people. of real power.

It is also logical to keep the Banished Immortal who is in his heart and mind, and get along day and night.

Even if this news is spread, the place will be shaken, and there will be turbulent waves in the morning tomorrow, but with Lu Zhi taking the initiative to back down, he insists on going his own way, and with Yan Aiqing's clever means, it will be calmed down soon.

Taking ten thousand steps back, this is a done deal. Is there anyone in the world who can force him to rewrite the imperial edict?

Liu Kang's dream came true, looking forward to Yan Qing smiling at him, the more he thought about it, the more his appetite grew, and he accidentally ate an extra bowl of rice.

As a result, as soon as the bowls and chopsticks were put down, the person Yan Qing sent to ask for an interview came.

After Liu Kang hurriedly agreed, he ignored the persuasion and stood in front of the palace gate, pacing and eating while waiting.

Seeing that his Majesty was infatuated with that Yan Taifu, the servant couldn't help feeling sour.

Liu Kang didn't have to wait long, and Yan Qing arrived in a hurry.

He had always walked at a leisurely pace, with an air of immortality, and it was the first time that he showed real vigor in his steps. At first glance, Liu Kang was a little dazed, but then he was overwhelmed by the joy that filled his heart.

"Yan Qing!"

He smiled and stepped forward.

Yan Qing saluted him with a smile, looked into those shining eyes, and said gently: "I have something important to discuss with His Majesty, may I go in and discuss it in detail?"

Another surprise.

Liu Kang was surprised: "Oh, oh, good..."

Yan Qing nodded with a smile, removed the sword from his body, and casually threw it into the arms of the little servant who followed him. He didn't even want to say more perfunctory words, and went to the palace first.

He even forgot to remove the shoes.

Looking at the slender and elegant figure, Liu Kang felt his heart pounding.

Although he has never seen Yan Qing bend his bow like a full moon, shoot his arrows like falling stars, shoot Li Jue off the wall, and make Zhang Ji lie down for ten and a half months without getting up, but it is not difficult to find that his sweetheart at this moment is extremely serious. Strange, let him feel secretly trembling.

But at the same time, I couldn't help feeling that there was a majestic, free and unrestrained, extremely unique beauty.

Liu Kang swallowed, but still followed.

When he entered the inner hall, Yan Qing was already sitting upright on the mat, looking at him with a smile, without saying a word.

Liu Kang understood immediately, screened all the servants away, and then closed the door.

"Your Majesty," Yan Qing said with a smile, "this matter is confidential, to ensure nothing is lost, please ask them to step back a bit."

Liu Kang was dazzled by the bright smile at close range, his mind went blank, and after a while he woke up like a dream, and raised his voice to tell the servants in the palace to back away.

"Teacher Yan is—"

As soon as he started speaking, Liu Kang, who was about to claim credit, felt a shadow pass by before his eyes, and suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and his whole body was knocked to the ground by a huge force!

But what made him dumbfounded was not the embarrassment, nor the innocuous pain, but...

"His Majesty."

On Yan Qing's clean and flawless face like a crown of jade, the previous light smile was gone, replaced by a thin layer of murderous frost.

At some point, he got up, with no expression on his face, but suddenly kicked up and crushed Liu Kang's chest firmly, knocking him to the ground.

Through the thin fabric, the soft soles strongly suppressed the stunned young emperor, and the cold words poured into his ears made him feel like he was in a dream.

Yan Qing bent the corners of his lips without any warmth, and said straight to the point: "Don't talk nonsense, after listening to the decree for promotion, I can only think about your ancestors."

Liu Kang's eyes were wide open, unable to speak a word.

Yan Qing, who had lost all patience, and suffered such a sudden disaster and was severely calculated, chose to turn a blind eye to the shock and grievance shown by this most respected admirer.

He indifferently maintained this condescending posture of stepping on the emperor's chest, and while slowly increasing his strength, he asked slowly: "Liu Kang, who taught you to write that imperial edict? Or, This...is all your own idea?"