treacherous beauty

Twilight was falling.

The senior doctor Xue Yong just walked to the corner of the street and was blocked.

Seeing the person coming, the cinnabar between his eyebrows is even more beautiful: "Master Jing, why is this?"

I didn't calculate the time before going out, no, it was bad luck to be blocked by someone for no reason.

Habayashi Wei Zhongchong General Jing Zhen wore a blue uniform, his face was as heavy as ice covered for thousands of years: "I can't go."

Hearing that Xue Yong was going out of the palace to attend the banquet held by Chen Huan, the second son of the Prime Minister Chen's family, without saying a word, he rushed over with Habayashi Guard.

The palace is so masculine, the emperors all cut off their sleeves.

Xue Yong was especially good at flattering him. Since he was 19 years old, he was forbidden to enter and leave the palace and became the courtier of Jian Chengcong, the emperor of Shengyuan.

It made people all over the world jealous.

But he didn't see that now the Prime Minister Chen Yingnei is in charge of the government, and all the officials of the six ministries are under him. The head of the horse is looking forward, and the documents of the Ministry of War are like decorations; Chen and Wei share the world, and the imperial power is so sideways, there is nothing wrong with the emperor at all.

Xue Yong smiled suddenly: "Master Jing, this is a good thing to ruin me. I have been admiring Young Master Chen's family banquet for a long time, so I have to go."

He is just a courtier, and An dare to brush off the big face of the day.

Although people are cheap, they still have to cherish their lives.

"Xue Yong." Jing Zhen turned pale angrily, and suddenly grabbed his collar: "You bastard."

Xue Yong blinked his eyes: "Master Jing is in charge of the Habayashi Guard now, and there are many people who deal with him. When walking in the officialdom, he pays attention to not showing his emotions and anger. His Excellency is irritable, and he is a little underwhelmed."

With a thud, Jing Zhen didn't talk so much nonsense, and drew out his saber to Xue Yong's neck that was glowing with snow: "You don't want to take this opportunity to join the Chen family, do you want to betray His Majesty?"

His voice is stern, and every word is as sharp as a knife.

The Chen family has been domineering for a long time, and the ministers who are willing to do their best have been cultivated. Emperor Sheng Yuan was also planning how to take back the power that had been left behind. Once Xue Yong turned against him, he would not be far from being deposed.

As the blade approached, Xue Yong put it on the top, and suddenly a piece of bright red poured out: "Come on, kill me. Master Jing will do it himself, and I, Xue Yong, deserve to die."

Jing Zhen hurriedly withdrew his hand, the blade scratched his finger, and blood dripped out: "Are you crazy?"

"Crazy or not crazy, what's the difference?" Xue Yong looked sideways at him and asked.

A prostitute, who would care whether he is crazy or stupid.

Jing Zhen said patiently, "You are His Majesty's man now."

Xue Yong took out the plain white handkerchief and pressed it on his neck, pointed to the sky and smiled, "Naturally, I promise the emperor with my body, and I have no second thoughts."

Jing Zhen stared at him coldly: "Don't talk about nonsense when you're romantic."

Don't pollute other people's ears.

"Master Jing is really boring." Xue Yong smiled: "Say that when you are happy, what a spoiler!"

He pulled away to leave, but Jing Zhen stretched out his legs to stop him: "Go back."

"Why, Mr. Jing makes things difficult for me, are you not reconciled?" Xue Yong smiled lightly: "I heard that Mr. Jing once longed for His Majesty, huh?"

When he looked over like this, a pair of long and narrow black eyes were raised slightly, and his red lips were as bright as a jade tree facing the wind. Jing Zhen immediately thought that Yan Ye's insulting was not just what he said.

Believe it!

"Heh." Jing Zhen was not annoyed, and looked at him with a half-smile: "If you say you are not reconciled, who in the world can compare with you, Xue Qingyan? Four years in Yanning..."

Xue Yong's words are clear.

Yong Yong's wonderful painting of Ping Bian 徼, Gun Gun Qing convinced everyone.

The son of the Xue family of the Hanlin family should have been a man of speech and fame, but it is a pity that he became a doctor, and finally humiliated such a high family background and such a good name.

"Master Jing, if you have something to say, just say it. I don't like reminiscing about the past." With a smile, Xue Yong cut off the conversation: "Could it be that your lord has acquired a new Longyang trick and wants to teach me a thing or two?"

Jing Zhen snorted, and said with a straight face: "Xue Qingyan, stop pretending to be crazy with me."

"Master Jing." Xue Yong pinched his sleeve: "I must go."

Jing Zhen's knife was in front of Xue Yong again: "Go, you can't wear this face."

The white blade whistled, Xue Yong knew what Jing Zhen was going to do, he opened his lips and smiled slowly: "Master Jing just destroyed it."

He never cared about such a skin.

……

At the end of the unitary period and the beginning of the Wu Dynasty, the hall of Chenwei was brightly lit.

Among the frantic group of eunuchs and maids, there was only one modest and modest gentleman sitting upright and well-dressed. In the firelight, his long eyebrows slanted, his phoenix eyes doubled, his face was cold and clear, with no expression at all. , without saying a word.

Jian Chengcong succeeded to the throne for only three or four years. When he was still King Yin, he was surrounded by all handsome young men, and every time he held a banquet, he would be coveted by the sons and daughters of the aristocratic family who had a habit of breaking their sleeves. , he is also very happy and generous, if someone asks him for it, he will definitely embrace the beauty, and he will never let anyone spoil his interest.

The second son of the prime minister's mansion, Chen Huan, is often the guest of Prince Yin's mansion. The two have similar tastes, and worshiped brothers of the opposite sex. When the wine was hot, Jian Chengcong once said that we should share the beauty, so he simply took out the gold seal and made a written statement... Later he After being proclaimed on the throne, no one dared to think about him in an upright manner.

Until the Chen family sent a post into the palace the day before yesterday, and the old matter was brought up again, Jian Chengcong was immediately annoyed, but there was nothing he could do.

Simply let Xue Yong go for a walk, good or bad, it's up to him.

……

"Your Majesty, change your clothes." The accompanying eunuch Shangguan Quan said in a low voice.

It took Jian Chengcong a long time to take off his coat and said, "How is Qingyan?"

Shangguan Quan lost his old face: "Doctor Xue Shang has always been in poor health, and he was frightened in this icy and snowy place, causing serious illness. I'm afraid he won't be able to get out of bed for a while, alas..."

Jian Chengcong didn't ask any more questions.

An hour ago, when he carried Xue Yong back from outside the palace gate, the man looked up with a bloody face cut by a sharp knife, and smiled: "Your Majesty, Mr. Jing is too jealous, you see , he is so ruthless!"

Jian Chengcong was so distressed that he couldn't speak, who would have thought that he would carry the man into the palace, and the Prime Minister Chen Ying would follow, and before he could salute, he said: "I heard that Mr. Jing attacked Dr. Xue Shang this time because Your Majesty's unequal distribution of favor, these two people are jealous, so they started arguing outside the palace gate, if this kind of absurd thing gets out, how will the people of the world talk about Your Majesty?"

Without waiting for Emperor Sheng Yuan to answer, he said again: "I think that it will be a disaster for the coquettish people to stay by your majesty's side sooner or later. Why don't you get rid of these two people for your majesty, so as to avoid future troubles forever."

After hearing what he said, Jian Chengcong patted the dragon chair without saying a word, and then became angry in a rare way: "If Mr. Chen sees that I can still sit in this seat, please step back and leave the palace. If you think that I— ——I have exhausted my life, I really can't be the emperor, I just abdicate and let the virtuous."

After speaking, he raised his wrist and drank tea, without looking at Chen Ying again.

"Your Majesty, why speak in anger." Chen Ying saw that he was used to obedience, and her face sank immediately: "Your Majesty, if you want to protect it, protect it, but don't let him out of the palace again. Let him keep the salary as it is. It's up to His Majesty." On the face of it, act as if you don’t know what’s going on.”

After finishing speaking, he didn't even worship, and left the palace in a huff.

After the people left, Shangguan Quan was taken aback for a moment: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister...is too..."

He was trembling, his cloudy eyeballs became even darker in the candlelight, he was afraid.

In the ninth year of Yanyuan, Emperor Shengyuan's elder brother Jing'an Emperor Jian Chengjue was abolished, and within three months of his Zen position, he was poisoned and killed by Chen Ying in the mansion. His three sons and four daughters were all hanged to death, and none of them survived. What a pity.

"I'm alone, I have nothing to be afraid of." Jian Chengcong lowered his eyes, and the look of death on his face slowly flowed into the dark night.

Old Shangguan Quan burst into tears: "Doctor Xue Shang's face, I'm afraid I won't be able to save it, alas..."

Jian Chengcong ignored him as if in a state of concentration, but asked: "Yun Ming is still kneeling outside? Go, let him go back, I don't blame him."

Jing Zhen, styled Yunming.

"Your Majesty, just, just let him go like this?" Shangguan Quan was a little puzzled: "But he..."

It's too hard to start.

If Jing Zhen is not dealt with this time, who will treat Xue Yong as a person in the palace and outside the palace, and maybe how to bully him.

"Go." Jian Chengcong waved his hand, a deep line formed between his eyebrows.

Shangguan didn't speak again, he dragged his old legs out, bent down and said to Jing Zhen who was kneeling in the snow: "Your Majesty doesn't blame Mr. Jing, Mr. Jing, go back quickly."

Jing Zhen raised his eyes slightly, but he didn't appreciate it: "Your Majesty, I beg you to drive Xue Yong out of the capital. There is no purpose, and you are not allowed to step into the middle of the capital again. If your Majesty refuses, I will not be able to kneel."

Shangguan Quan staggered when he heard his words: "Lord Jing knows that His Majesty has such a... elegant habit, you still can't get up on your knees, do you want to let His Majesty live?"

The emperor is not faint, he is studious and diligent, and there are not many women in the harem. Xue Yong is the only one in his heart.

Jing Zhen probably said that because he wanted to kill the emperor.

"Ugh……"

Sure enough, the most poisonous thing in the world is urticaria, and if you want it, you will destroy it. Thinking of the unexplainable affair between the emperor and these two close officials, Shangguan Quan is glad that he had cleansed his evil roots in his early years, and it was a matter of love. It has nothing to do with it, otherwise, I don't know which bastard has planted it.

"I'm here, so His Majesty can live." Jing Zhen said.

The cold Shangguan shuddered at these words, he turned his head and left: "Then Lord Jing just kneel down."

Too ignorant.

Turning back into the hall, seeing the emperor walking back with a bowl of medicine, he hurriedly stepped forward to catch it: "Just let the old slave come."

Jian Chengcong: "Jing Yunming doesn't want to get up, does he? Okay, okay, don't listen to me, okay, okay!"

He said "good" several times in a row, and he blocked himself half to death when he didn't swear, and flung his bright yellow sleeves to go elsewhere.

Shangguanquan turned around and handed the decoction to the people below: "Serve Mr. Xue well for me, relax a bit, and be careful with your skin."

They are all his ancestors, so it doesn't make people worry at all.

The author has something to say: I finally dug a new hole, and started writing in a hurry~