Excellent Youth [Quick Transmigration]

There have been many major events in the capital recently. First, the prime minister angered the emperor and was dismissed. Then, the talented people who were summoned by the emperor were arranged by the emperor one by one. Newly promoted officials whose orders are obedience.

After the other ministers faintly stated that only listening to praise would make His Majesty blind, and after several people were dismissed by the emperor in succession, everyone was in danger.

The emperor endured for many years, and finally he was able to completely remove these unsightly nails. He was very proud of himself, and the court became perfunctory. Anyway, no one would come to talk to him anymore.

The palace sings and sings every night, like a carnival before dying.

Ye Qian's speed of suppressing bandits also slowed down, and he received a letter from his father.

The letter only briefly mentioned the recent situation, and asked him and Ye Yun how their health was. It seemed like an ordinary letter from home.

Ye Qian's expression became serious, presumably the commotion in the capital was too loud and spread to the border to let his father know.

This letter from home is actually asking the emperor if he has made things difficult for them.

The emperor could not be regarded as a sage monarch in the past, but he was able to maintain a hypocritical face. Now, he probably couldn't stand being restrained everywhere, so he completely lifted his mask and began to let go of the grind and kill the donkey.

It's a small matter for him to make a fuss, but if it affects the common people, it will become a disaster.

Ye Qian put away the letter with a lot of thought, saw Chu Ci drawing circles on the little turtle's back with a brush at the side, couldn't help but walked over and hugged him from behind.

"Is the turtle fun?"

"so so."

Ye Qian took the brush aside and held his hand: "But you've been playing with it for a long time."

Chu Ci bent his eyes: "Are you jealous?"

"Yes," Ye Qian said softly, "You should talk to me too."

Chu Ci blinked, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed into the appearance of a school. He also changed his clothes into a simple school uniform, then propped his chin, and looked at Ye Qian with a smile: "Little master, what do you want to teach me today?"

Ye Qian: "..."

He was stunned for a moment, and then blushed quickly: "A Ci, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you say that you want me to take care of you?" Chu Ci got up, sat on the table in front of Ye Qian, smiled and touched Ye Qian's face: "Why is Master's face so red, is it sick?"

The restrained ancient people obviously didn't know that there was such a game in this world. Ye Qian's face became more and more red, and he didn't know where to look. He could only look out as if nothing had happened, but a root appeared on the back of his hand. With a blue vein: "A Ci, stop making trouble..."

"Huh?" Chu Ci put Ye Qian's shoulders, and the distance between the two of them was so close that breathing could be heard: "Master, don't you like to play like this, then let's change one."

The surroundings were replaced with the decoration of the medicine hall. Chu Ci pushed Ye Qian onto the medicine shelf. The medicine shelf with small drawers made a slight noise. Ye Qian took a breath, but still felt as if he could smell the heavy medicine. fragrant.

"I'm here to help Master see a doctor," Chu Ci said, and tapped his finger on Ye Qian's heart: "Master's heartbeat is irregular, in my opinion, it is probably lovesickness."

Ye Qian lowered his eyes, his face was still red, but there was a lot of clear smile in his eyes: "A Ci is really a good hand and kind heart."

He embraced Chu Ci's waist, and asked softly shyly: "Since Ah Ci already knows the cause, can you help me cure this lovesickness?"

Chu Ci shook his head solemnly: "The disease is terminal, and there is no cure."

"Yes," Ye Qian looked at him seriously, and said, "As long as you smile at me, I can cure my illness."

[An honest man's words of love are really unbearable,] The system suddenly popped up: [Are you a little bit excited? ]

[Why are you so gossip. ]

The medicinal fragrance is getting weaker and weaker, replaced by a dark and elusive breath, which lures people into a wonderful dream.

Ye Qian couldn't control himself, he held Chu Ci's waist and caressed his flexible back.

"A Ci," he said hoarsely, saying Chu Ci's name over and over again: "I like you so much."

Chu Ci narrowed his eyes after being kissed by him, and fell into his arms.

Ye Qian's kiss was gentle and lingering, like water, hugging him silently, leaving him nowhere to escape.

During the interval of breathing, he reluctantly asked: "Does Master want to teach me something else?"

Ye Qian laughed: "No."

He himself doesn't know how to teach Ah Ci.

What's more, he didn't want Ah Ci to suffer any grievances. No matter how good this place is, it's just an illusory dream.

He doesn't want to be with Ah Ci in the illusion, he wants them to stay together for a long time in the real landscape.

The illusion collapsed, and Chu Ci couldn't bear it anymore, and bit Ye Qian: "Young master is so greedy."

Ye Qian touched his bitten lip, thinking that if he went out like this, he would probably be made fun of by other officers and soldiers.

But whatever.

He let go of Chu Ci, and said in a low voice, "I'm only greedy for Ah Ci."

It was clearly a sunny day, but the sky in the capital was getting darker and darker.

The emperor became more moody, elusive, and prone to thunder and rage, which frightened a group of courtiers to be on tenterhooks all day long.

There was a rare scene of resignation in the court hall. Letters of resignation were handed up one by one, and everyone scrambled to be the first, for fear that their own heads would fall before the papers reached the emperor's hands.

Gradually, the ministers also discovered a rule. In the incident of the sharks last time, the most resolute objection was the prime minister who was the emperor's first strike, and then the others.

Among the courtiers dealt with by the emperor, no matter which one they were, they were the ministers who stood in the opposition camp last time.

After figuring out the rules, the courtiers felt bitter in their mouths, and the emperor was really bewitched by the merman, and began to settle accounts after autumn.

Those who didn't make a sound at the beginning were naturally secretly glad, and those who made a sound could only think of a way out in their hearts.

They didn't want to die, but judging by the emperor's posture, it was clear that they would not let them go.

so what should I do now?Shall I find another shark to make amends?

As for Zhang Mian, he was lucky enough to become the emperor's trustworthy person because of offering the shark, but he didn't feel happy because of it, but became more and more frightened, and always felt a deep uneasiness pressing on his heart, which kept him awake at night. .

Finally, he finally thought of a way.

He asked for orders to go to sea to catch sharks for the emperor, and the emperor readily agreed.

Not long after going to sea, the news that he was accidentally buried in the belly of a fish spread back to the capital.

The servant's mansion was replaced with pale plain onyx, and everyone from top to bottom fell into gloom, and the servant's wife even cried out of breath, and fainted directly in front of Zhang Mian's coffin.

Zhang Mian died in the sea, even the body was not fished out.

The emperor Gu Nian and Zhang Mian were sincere and generous to the orphan of the servant, and the rewards were continuously sent to the servant's mansion. Although no one was in the mood to thank him, the emperor was not angry.

After all, Zhang Mian died looking for the sharks. His death was equivalent to exchanging a death-free token for his family in front of the emperor.

When Ye Qian returned to Beijing to return to his command, the officials in the court almost changed all over.

Ye Qian seemed to have not seen it, and listened to the emperor's praise with lowered eyes, and then continued to ask for orders to go to Xiguan to guard and protect the current great country.

The emperor also promised: "With you and the two generals of the Ye family, I will have no worries for a hundred years!"

Ye Qian said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Before going to Xiguan, Ye Qian and Chu Ci lived in the general's mansion for a while.

After not seeing him for a while, Ye Yun, who was alone at home, also became a little more sensible, but when he saw his brother, that sensibleness disappeared.

He threw himself into his elder brother's arms and cried heartbroken: "Brother, why did you just come back? The beauty is gone, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Come back again?"

Ye Qian: "..."

He quietly looked at Chu Ci who was standing aside, for some reason, he always felt a little guilty, "He will come back again."

Ye Yun was comforted, and felt a little better: "Oh, I miss him so much!"

Ye Qian coughed lightly: "Me too."

Ye Yun only regarded him as the same as himself, as a beautiful woman as a friend, and did not doubt what he meant by this sentence at all.

He went on a long trip, so the housekeeper naturally wanted to hold a sumptuous dinner to welcome him.

After dinner, Ye Qian went back to his room. He was a little drunk after drinking. He saw Chu Ci sitting under the lamp, pinching the pages of the book with his slender fingers, and there was a little smile on his lips. .

After seeing such a scene, even if he was asked to die immediately, he was willing to do so.

When he walked up to Chu Ci and saw what he was looking at in his hand, his drunkenness disappeared in an instant.

Chu Ci was flipping through the Qingjing Sutra he had copied before.

"There's nothing to see." Ye Qian blinked, and reached out to snatch back the scriptures, but Chu Ci lightly avoided him: "Since there's nothing to see, why are you so nervous?"

Ye Qian: "I'm afraid they will block your eyes."

"They don't obstruct my eyes." Chu Ci raised his head and looked at him with a smile: "On the contrary, I am blind and can't understand the words written by the little master. Can the master read it to me?"

He held up the scriptures in front of Ye Qian, and tapped the thin pages with his fingertips: "How do you pronounce these two words?"

Ye Qian: "..."

He closed his eyes, and recited, "Chu Ci."

"Anything else?"

Ye Qian: "Chu Ci, Chu Ci, Chu Ci, Chu Ci..."

Chu Ci put down the scriptures, got up and hooked Ye Qian's neck, "Aren't you copying the scriptures? No matter how you copy them, they all become my name. Little master, you are not paying attention."

Ye Qian was dying: "I didn't. I was thinking of you at the time, so naturally I was writing about you."

Chu Ci let out a "huh", and within a few pages of the scriptures he copied, his name was all there: "How long have you missed me, little master?"

Ye Qian was ashamed to speak: "Yeah, not too long."

"Really? But when I was in the yard, I was thinking about my little master all the time." Chu Ci's voice added a bit of grievance.

Ye Qian couldn't care less about being shy, and hastily denied: "I just said nonsense, don't believe it, Ah Ci."

Chu Ci: "Oh."

Ye Qian made a decisive decision: "I've always missed you, and I miss you now."

The author has something to say: Don’t think about it, hurry up