Loyalty Hou Tiansheng rebellious

Da Chuxing, King Chen Sheng?

Where is Da Chu's reign?What kind of character is Chen Sheng?

Seeing Li Yan's complexion darken, Chen Hen hurriedly explained: "That Chen Sheng is the Chen Sheng of 'Be rich and honored, don't forget each other'. The slave is not from the same family, and the slave has no intention of rebelling."

Li Yan also remembered, this is the story Chen Hen told.

When literati speak, they like to bring out a classic in three or five sentences.

"The emperor just said the silk script..."

"come here."

"Eh."

Consciously making a bad joke, Chen Hen obediently followed behind him with his hands down, while Li Yan stopped in front of the desk.

"You sit here." Li Yan pushed him to the seat he used to sit on.

"I'm a little panicked." Chen Hen lifted his clothes, knelt slowly and sat on the cushion, and muttered, "My lord, you won't suddenly come up with something to scare this slave, right? I don't want the iron coupon of the pill book , I don’t need to be named Marquis of Zhongyi again, and I don’t need this as a slave.”

"It was drawn up earlier." Li Yan sat down beside him, and stretched out his hand from behind Chen Hen, making Chen Hen straighten his back.

He dug out a long ebony box from under a stack of neatly stacked memorials, and put it on the case with both hands.

Li Yan opened the box and took out a roll of silk from inside, and said, "I was afraid to scare you, so I didn't take it out."

Chen Hen nodded nervously, keeping his eyes on the silk scroll: "My lord, will you 'see me with a poor dagger'?"

He bit the tip of his tongue lightly twice, became confused, and spoke again.

Knowing his faults as a literati, Li Yan didn't care. He just unfolded the silk book in front of him, and got up to get his pen and ink: "I know your birth date, so I wrote it for you. If you have no other intentions, just write it down. Write your name on it."

Chen Hen also turned around, and hugged Li Yan's hand tightly, as if he was holding onto a straw, but Chen Hen felt like a fish took the bait.

Li Yan squatted down in front of him and smiled: "What? Do you have other intentions?"

Chen Hen shook his head vigorously: "That's... the emperor, I suddenly can't read, that silk book..."

With a smile on his face, Li Yan paused and said: "Marriage letter."

Chen hated it, and still held his hand.

Li Yan deliberately asked him: "You used to write a love letter in Sanqing Temple, what was written in the love letter?"

Chen Hen retorted: "I wrote a suicide note."

Li Yan didn't change it, and said: "You wrote something like that in the love letter?"

"I..." Chen Hen said confidently, "I'm a literati, and it's very common to be a little infatuated."

"Crazy?"

"'There are love and infatuation in the world', Ouyang Xiu's words." After saying this, Chen Hen suddenly became a little timid. Before he could clarify the words on the suicide note, he added another Ouyang, let alone explain clearly.

"Don't read Ouyang Xiu, read the one you wrote in your love letter."

Chen Hen bit the bullet and lied: "I don't remember."

Li Yan took his hand, took out a note from his sleeve, and pretended to be surprised: "Li Ting, isn't this your love letter? It's been several months, and you still have it with you."

"No. This is..." Chen Hen stretched out his hand to get it, and casually brought out Wu Duan's ten-thousand-year excuse, "Xunzhi gave it to me."

"He has the guts to hand you this kind of thing." Li Yan followed his words, "Don't worry, I'll make the decision for you."

Seeing that Li Yan was holding the letter paper, he was about to unwrap it.Chen Hen hurriedly pressed his hand, and explained: "It's not from Xunzhi, it's my suicide note... It's a letter of love! It's a letter of love! Don't read it, my lord..."

Li Yan looked up at him: "Are you sure?"

"I admit it." Chen Hen nodded weakly, "Don't look at the emperor, I... read it to the emperor."

"En." Li Yan really didn't bother to load the letter paper, and stuffed it back to him after folding it.Chen Hen's Adam's apple moved up and down, and chanted: "'Jinji has woven the word lovesickness, and there is no way to send it to the end of the world.'"

He pressed his hands on his knees, lowered his head even more, bit his tongue twice, and said softly: "'Han geese only hold a reed, why did you ever untie... unsend the letter.'"

He bit the last two words lightly, and he couldn't hear them himself.

It turned out to be such an unusual word, but when it was read in front of Li Yan, it changed its meaning.

The second half of the word is: "'Seal and blood and tears, eyes off the water of the West River. I want to entrust Pisces, and ask if you have any love.'"

At that time, I wrote this thing in Sanqingguan, and I read it at night, I just felt offended, and wished I could chop off my hands and apologize to Li Yan.

Now that I am still reading it in front of him, I wish I could bend down and kowtow to apologize to him.

That was the grandpa he put on the tip of his heart and coaxed and held in his soft voice.

This time he is about to die, he has polluted the emperor's ears with dirges and dirges.

The emperor asked him, "Pisces?"

Chen Hen was not very embarrassed: "When I wrote it, I made a mistake in remembering Pingze, and 'Bimu' also rhymes, so I wrote 'I want to support Pisces' as 'Tuobimu', and I would like to trouble the emperor Bai to send someone to come."

Li Yan asked, "Why didn't you ask me face to face then?"

"I... remembered the words and sentences of the predecessors wrongly. It is not a very honorable thing, and I will be beaten by the patriarch."

"It's not this." Li Yan stretched out his hands to rub his hair, pushed his head forward, and put his forehead against his forehead, "'Qing Jun Qing

Is there any', why don't you ask clearly in person? "

"At first I thought it didn't come." Chen Hen lowered his head slightly, "It's better not to be enlightened than to be enlightened. But after that, there's no need to ask for clarification, I understand."

Li Yan's other hand slid into his sleeve, Chen Hen's hand was clenched tightly, Li Yan slowly let go of his fist, and clasped his hand.

Chen Hen's palms were warm, and a thin layer of sweat broke out, and he unconsciously called softly: "My lord."

Li Yan looked at the silk script and said, "It's not as beautiful as your literati's poems and essays. If you don't like it, you can sign this first and draw it up when you return to the palace."

It's like coaxing a child to sign a half-life contract, but it has to be signed.

"If you don't want to, then forget it, I don't force you." Seeing him stunned for a while, Li Yan also gave in a little bit, but it was time to grab his hand with a little more strength, ready to think of a way to tell him to hold it handprint it.

"No, I just feel a little unreal. I fell asleep just now, could it be that I was dreaming?" Chen Hen paused, and then said softly, "I will sign in my dream."

"Both the Ministry of Rites and the pavilion know about it, and there is also my seal on it. My place is the official residence, so it's not considered illegal."

Chen Hen muttered: "It's not considered a crime, it's considered favoritism."

"Why do you like talking back so much today?"

"I'm sorry, my lord, when I get nervous, I just..." Chen Hen swallowed back the nonsense, "Talking too much."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I..." Chen Hen said, "I still have a few words, I need to clarify with the emperor first."

"You said."

"The most important thing about this first thing is..." Chen Hen tried to put it mildly, "The emperor is the emperor, and the emperor has the power to accept concubines; concubine."

Li Yan's face sank: "What do you want?"

"Has the emperor ever played matchmaker? That is, when these two things come together, it will be eliminated." Chen Hen leaned forward, put his head on his shoulder, and said softly, "Master Hou, don't you?" Take a concubine, and the emperor doesn't accept a concubine either."

Li Yan thought he was talking nonsense, so it was because of this.Rubbing his head, he nodded in agreement.

"There is a second thing. I will not enter the emperor's harem. I don't want to be here. I don't need the emperor to announce it to the world. Everyone in the world may not understand this. It will be too troublesome to arrange it for others."

"En." Li Yan also nodded in response, "Is there a third one?"

"The third is..." Chen Hen buried his head in the socket of his shoulder, and the problem of mumbling was repeated.

Li Yan couldn't hear what he said: "What?"

Chen Hen straightened up, sat upright, facing the silk book: "I'll talk about this later, I'll sign the marriage letter first."

"Wait, I'll get you a pen and ink."

Chen Hen had nowhere to look, so he lowered his head to look at the silk book.

As Li Yan said just now, the memorial is concise and to the point, he is really not good at writing poems and essays.

Although he used to be in the prosperous place of Yanliu in Chang'an, he seemed to be at the end of the mountain in the south of Lingnan, and the northwest was flying sand and rocks.In such a place, Li Yan couldn't raise any gorgeous words in his heart.

I also want to know that his pair of hands practicing swords and torturing cocoons are not like the sentimental and romantic literati in the south of the Yangtze River. The pen and ink are like flowers.

But I spent my whole life tenderly writing this marriage letter.

Carefully hiding the edge of the two generations, showed him a sincere heart, and begged him to kiss it.

As long as he kisses it, the words on the silk will bloom.

Li Yan took the brush and ink, put it beside his hand, and raised his hand to help him grind the ink.

Chen Hen came back to his senses, and cleared his throat solemnly: "My lord, then I will write it."

"Well, you can write."

Chen Hen folded his sleeves twice, exposing his thin forearm, and dipped his pen in ink.The right hand holding the pen was trembling a little. He raised his left hand, grabbed his right hand, and said to himself, "Don't shake."

Li Yan smiled: "Why are you panicking?"

Chen Hen sighed: "Your Majesty, to be honest, I also write poems and lyrics. Although the writing is not good, I have written in various styles. This kind of thing... is the first time I have written it."

"How many more times do you want?"

Chen Hen replied: "It was like this the first time, but this time is enough."

"Write it quickly, I will put it away after I write it."

Chen Hen held the pen and gestured for a while, but said: "My lord, do you think I am writing about Chen Hen, or about Chen Liting?"

"up to you."

"Then I'll think about it." Chen Hen took a quick look and saw the three characters "Li Jishu" on the silk book, he settled down and wrote three characters next to those three characters.

His characters are round, and the silk is slightly blurred, making them more round.

It can be considered that the writing is not bad, if it is bad, Li Yan has to wonder if he is unwilling.

Chen Hen dried the words on the silk, slowly rolled them up, held them in both hands, and handed them back to Li Yan: "My lord."

He suddenly remembered the last time he was named Marquis, when Li Yan gave him the Marquis Edict, it seemed to be like this now, and it didn't seem to be like this at all.

Last time, when he was named a Marquis, he offered sacrifices to heaven and earth, and hundreds of officials came to congratulate him. The scene was very grand.

But this time...

Chen Hen propped his head to look at him, silently watched Li Yan put away the silk book, and then asked him: "My lord, shall we salute?"

When I got back to the palace, there were too many people, so it was more convenient to be here.

Li Yan turned his head and glanced at him with a half-smile.

Only then did Chen Hen realize that he had made a mistake. Before coming to Jiuyuan, he said that saluting was the courtesy of Duke Zhou.He hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, I mean we just kowtow, it's considered a ceremony."

"I haven't said anything yet, why are you always in a panic?"

Chen Hen muttered: "I always feel that the emperor's eyes on me are not right."

It was so awkward and cute, Li Yan naturally did as he wanted, and he could do whatever rituals he wanted.

And Chen Hen flicked his sleeves, and bent over to kowtow.

The two got close, and when they lowered their heads a little, their foreheads bumped into each other.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Chen Hen took two steps back, "One more time."

In fact, this is very unruly, without worshiping the sky or the ground, just kowtow three times firmly with the other party, just as devout as if asking for immortals.

It is said that there is no sky and no earth, but one of them is the emperor of the world, and the other is said by the emperor of the world to be a fairy outside the cloud, that is enough.

In the past when Li Yan ascended the throne, Chen Hen knelt down and kowtowed to him.Because Hou Wang's clothes were heavy and made him wobble, at that time kowtowing to him was not as serious as it is now.

After knocking three times, Chen Hen didn't dare to raise his head, but quietly raised his eyes to look at him.

Seeing him in a daze, Li Yan waited for a while, sighed, took his hand, and dragged him to the couch.

Chen Hen pressed Li Yan, who was about to bully him, with both hands, and said anxiously: "It's too fast!"

"Aren't you a little offended?" Li Yan chuckled, "I'm not happy, you told me a long time ago."

"No...it's not this." Chen Hen put it another way, "It's too urgent."

"The marriage book has been signed, and the head has been kowtowed."

It has always been right and proper, and heaven and earth are designed.

With the arrow on the line, Chen Hen suddenly remembered that there was one more condition he didn't mention: "Wait, wait! The third thing!"

"You said."

"It's just..." The situation was urgent, and Chen Hen stopped muttering, and let out a groan, "Be... just a little bit."

Li Yan insisted on confronting him: "You don't understand, I like you to death, if it's not serious, that's not enough."

Chen Hen retorted sullenly: "It's because I like it so much, it's not because I want my life."

"Why are you acting like a child who doesn't understand? This kind of thing won't kill you." Li Yan lowered his voice, smiled and whispered, "I don't want to kill you, I want you to be comfortable."