ugly queen

The sixth day of June is Zhang Yan's birthday. This is Zhang Yan's first birthday after his rebirth. Zhang Yan is still looking forward to it, secretly looking forward to the luxurious gift Murong Yan will give him.

The handover of Tongan affairs was completed and everything was under control. Murong Yan returned to Tongan three days before Zhang Yan’s birthday. He took out two imperial edicts in the dark compartment of the study, one tied with a red ribbon and one tied with a red ribbon. Packed in a box.

The one in the box was left by Fu Qingrong, and there was also a letter inside which Murong Yan had never opened. Fu Qingrong told him when he was dying that it was for Murong Yifan.

After hesitating for a while, he finally took out the one tied with a red ribbon, called Fuquan, handed him the will, and said, "You will declare this will in the morning."

As soon as morning time came, Murong Yan looked at the faces of the people below, some of whom were not even familiar, Murong Yan has this kind of ability, even if he sees people who are not important, he can't remember them every day.

"If there is something to do, let's go back to the court if there is nothing to do." Once in five days, Fuquan said the words that had already been said badly.

Murong Yan took a glance, saw that no one came out to start the performance, and said, "I have one thing to do." He signaled Fuquan to announce the decree.

The general idea is that since Murong Yan came to the throne these days, he has felt that he is not good enough to benefit the people and that he is not capable enough. However, Lord Zhang Yan of Jiunan was brave and resourceful, and took down the old Nanping West in a short period of time. Under his governance, the people of Jiunan lived well. Fu Rao, and Zhang Yan is his husband, decided to manage Tong'an together with Zhang Yan.

As soon as this decree came out, everyone was in an uproar, and some people boldly came out to play, "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible. How can my family, the Fu family, fall into the hands of outsiders? How can this be worthy of the ancestors of the Fu family?"

"Master Fu's words are wrong." Murong Yan said with a slight smile, "Master Zhang and the widow are already husband and wife, so they are my Fu family, how can we be regarded as outsiders?"

"Your Majesty, since ancient times, all things have a way, and Yin and Yang are in harmony. It is not in accordance with the etiquette to marry a man and a man. What's more, the marriage contract between the Majesty and Zhang Yan was bestowed by King Xinhui. My Yang clan did not submit to Xin. How can this marriage contract be possible?" Count?" Someone raised this point.

Although the marriage contract between Zhang Yan and Murong Yan was not well known, Murong Yan had already told the truth when the ministers clamored to accept a concubine for Murong Yan.

At the beginning, I asked for the marriage by myself, but when I thought about it, I felt that it was a big loss, and Zhang Yan should marry him.

"What Aiqing said was a big mistake. It's not etiquette to marry a man and a man. We have also worshiped the ancestors of heaven and earth. This has become a ritual, so it can't be counted."

Murong Yan appeared calm and calm, he made a decision in his heart, he was not afraid.

"The widow would like to ask all the gentlemen, is there anyone here who doesn't have a wife or concubine? I don’t understand, the reconciliation of yin and yang is for balance, and you have broken the balance of yin and yang by marrying so many wives and concubines?”

Murong Yan hates dealing with people. If he could, he would give Tong'an directly to Zhang Yan, but, helpless, Zhang Yan is Han after all, and Tong'an is the royal city of the Yang clan. If he goes out, he will not only be reviled by thousands of people, but Zhang Yan may not only face foreign attacks, but also the turmoil in the city, which is irrelevant.

After weighing several times, he decided that he would continue to be the king, but he could let Zhang Yan take care of him and change hands when the opportunity was ripe.

Being choked by him like this, that Mr. Fu blushed. Mr. Fu was in his early 50s and his family had a lot of wives and concubines. He was ashamed to say anything when Murong Yan brought the topic up, but he still didn't give up and said, "Mr. Male marriage is against the laws of heaven, what the king has done is really unreasonable."

Some other ministers also echoed, Murong Yan leaned on the dragon chair, looked at the crowd, tapped lightly with two fingers on the edge of the chair, with a faint smile on his face, and a look of indifference in his eyes.

"It's not reasonable, but you tell the widow, what is reasonable? Going to a group of concubines is reasonable?" He asked with a sneer.

"Since ancient times, it has been a matter of course for a man to have three wives and four concubines." Someone said, "It is against the law of etiquette for a man to marry. The king and Zhang Yan will manage Tong'an together. Wouldn't it be that my family, the Fu family, will be handed over."

"Hehehehe..." Murong Yan laughed softly, he sat up straight, and said, "Three wives and four concubines are justified, it is not reasonable for a man and a man to get married, and today I am a widow who wants to lecture you carefully." preached."

"Three wives and four concubines are for the purpose of procreating children, and two big men can't have children together, and they are against etiquette, ashamed of heaven and earth, right? Don't talk to widows about courtesy, widows think they are not polite people, I don’t know so many etiquettes in poetry and books here, but I know a truth, we are human, and people talk about emotions. If you really love someone, you will never tolerate anyone except her by your side. In the face of emotions , People are always too short."

Murong Yan has always hated three wives and four concubines the most. A person's heart is very small. How can he accommodate other people? Those who have wives and still take concubines are detestable to him. Fang, those who reconcile with their husbands will not be looked down upon by others, and they will not be unable to hold their heads high, but even if women are treated preferentially in this way, many men would rather go to the house one by one to pick up men after spending time outside rather than reconcile with their wives. Leave.

They think it's a slap in the face, and they just dominate others and waste their lives like this.If you want him to say, if you don't like it, you can leave, why tie him up.

However, the laws of the Yang nationality are not good. Although the folk custom treats women generously, the law does not protect them. Therefore, if one party disagrees with the reconciliation, there is no way. Therefore, some heartbroken women who cannot leave directly go back. Her natal family, but she just spent her life alone in another place.

"Stop arguing with the widow about whether it's proper or not. The widow has the final say on whether it's right or not. The widow can make a decision at any time. Now there are constant wars everywhere, and there are countless displaced people. You don’t make contributions to the common people of the world because of the chaos of the war, but you hold on to the affairs of the widows.”

"Let's put the widow's words here today. Since Master Zhang and the widow are married, they are the widow's people. The widow's ability to govern the government is limited, so I need the help of Zhang Houye. Do you have any objections?" Murong Yan couldn't bear it. People refused, he and Zhang Yan are a family, so why not be polite.

Everyone kept silent, the Yang people value bloodlines the most, and Fu Qingrong's generation is only Murong Yan.

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As soon as Murong Yan's decree came out, the Nine Cities were shocked, and the princes of the Central Plains were all shocked when they heard the wind. Zhang Yan was lucky to get Tong'an without any effort.

At this time, Zhang Yan stared dumbfounded at Murong Yan, who was hugging Fatty and coaxing his baby. He didn't expect that he would tell the whole world that he loves his wife so much.

"Ma'am, I love you so much." Zhang Yan expressed his love loudly.

With a faint smile on Murong Yan's face all the time, he said calmly, "You are the queen of the widows now, queen, do you want to hold a grand queen ceremony?"

Embarrassed on Zhang Yan's face, he quickly waved his hands and said, "I don't need to bother Madam with such a touching matter, I will leave it to my husband."

Murong Yan let out a sharp sound and did not speak.Fatty grew up very fast, and pulled up a little bit, clapped his hands, and kicked his short legs, grinning happily.

In a blink of an eye, it was Zhang Yan's birthday. Because of the handover, Zhang Yan had been busy for the past two days. When Murong Yan did what he needed to do, he just let him go. Zhang Yan was also happy to accept it, so as not to tire his wife.

Zhang Yan’s birthday was not a big deal. That night, Zhang Yan refused everyone’s congratulations, and by the way, he also gave all the servants in the mansion a short leave, leaving only a few personal attendants.

Murong Yan prepared a sumptuous dinner early, of course he didn't do it, he was always the one in charge of eating.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Zhang Yan couldn't place his chopsticks. After hesitating and hesitating, he pulled Murong Yan into the kitchen and said, "Today I will cook and cook something delicious for you."

"Today is your birthday, how can you make me something to eat?"

"Who are we with whom?"

As he spoke, he rolled up his arms and sleeves and got busy. What Zhang Yan cooked was Drunken Chicken, which was his specialty. It was Murong Yan's favorite dish in his previous life, and he never cooked it again.

His Drunken Chicken is different from others, he must use his own brewed wine, Zhang Yan took out the wine jar covered in dirt, only opened it a little, and a strong aroma of wine wafted out, filling the whole room, Murong Yan licked his lips, looked at him with his eyes open, and said, "Give me a taste first."

"No." Zhang Yan took it aside, "This drink has too much stamina, you can't stand it."

"It's okay, I drink a lot, just a little, I'll just drink a little." Murong Yan was really scratched by the smell.

Unable to stand his watery eyes, Zhang Yan said, "Only a little bit."

He let go, and Murong Yan snatched it over, oh my god, it's really delicious, "This wine is not drunk..."

The pouring was intense, and the face immediately turned pale, looking at Zhang Yan's eyes became confused, "It's quite delicious, hehehe..."

Zhang Yan was helpless, "Why do you drink so hard?"

Murong Yan only said, "It's delicious, I want more."

"No," Zhang Yan took the wine jar from his hand, and said, "This wine will hit your head if you pour it too hard, it's easy to get drunk."

Looking at Murong Yan again, his face was flushed, his eyes were narrowed, and he looked at Zhang Yan with a smirk.

Zhang Yanyouyou leaned closer to him, looked into his eyes seriously, and knew in his heart that this person was really on top.

He sighed helplessly in his heart, disobedient madam, this birthday was ruined.

He hugged Murong Yan and wanted to take him into the room to rest, but Murong Yan didn't cooperate, he held on to the stove tightly, pouted and muttered, "Zhang Yan Zhang Yan..."

Zhang Yan is not willing to use force on him, and communicate with him with good words, but drunk personnel can't listen to him.

Murong Yan raised his head, looked at him with blurred eyes, and suddenly yelled, "No matter, I want to be on top."

As he spoke, he rubbed against Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan couldn't bear Murong Yan's active enthusiasm, a burst of fire was burning in his body, and he thought, "It's on top, it's on top."