Drunk King and Minister

Tsing Yi, black hair, thin and slender figure.

Without the killing spirit on the battlefield, without the calm and self-sufficient in the past.

Three points are at a loss, three points are at a loss, and four points are fragile.

Just one glance is enough to make one's heart unbearable.

Wang Erniu took two steps back and stood with Su Ziyi, not daring to look up at the man.

"Er Niu, say it again."

Han Zigao's voice was extremely soft.

Wang Erniu buried his head and refused to say another word.

He was loyal and wanted to tell Han Zigao what was about to happen, but when he saw Han Zigao's appearance, he couldn't say anything.He has followed Han Zigao for six years, and he has never seen Han Zigao like this.

It's a frightening look.

Han Zigao seemed to sigh slightly.

"That's why he didn't let me go to court." He suddenly laughed twice, "Er Niu, when is the Empress Dowager Ceremony?"

Wang Erniu and Su Ziyi looked at each other, and they both closed their mouths tacitly.

Han Zigao looked at the two of them, and an answer appeared in his mind.

He clenched his hands tightly, his nails digging deep into the flesh where outsiders could not see.

"It's today, isn't it?"

Both Su Ziyi and Wang Erniu lowered their heads.

"Come here, prepare water to wash up."

"Han Zigao!" Su Ziyi screamed, begging in her eyes, "Don't go."

Han Zigao frowned, making it hard to see his expression clearly.

Won't you let me go?

Zihua won't let me go, Ziyi won't let me go...

Don't even want me to go?

What if I have to go?

Zihua, I don't know what expression you will make when you see me...

"Prepare water." Han Zigao said lightly, then turned and left.

Su Ziyi gritted her teeth: "It's all your fault!"

Wang Erniu pursed his lips and didn't speak, but there was a hint of guilt on his face.

Maybe, he really shouldn't let Brother Han know about these things.

Su Ziyi never gave up trying to persuade Han Zigao to quit, but no matter what she said, the people in front of her were quietly doing their own thing.

Clean face, comb hair, drape and tie.

There was always a slight smile on his face, he didn't speak, he wasn't angry, he wasn't sad, and he was very quiet.

Persuading and persuading, Su Ziyi felt bitter in her heart.

He won't listen to her.

Desperate, stubborn and paranoid.

Same as her.

She guarded this person for four years, as a younger sister.Even though he was bitter and unwilling, he was willing to watch him eat the meals he cooked with his own hands.

And he guarded for that person for eight years.Even if you know that there is an abyss ahead, you will take one step at a time and never look back.

She guarded him, just as he guarded him.

It's just that he's more in it than she is.

If persuasion is useful, how can there be so many idiotic men and women in this world.

"Han Zigao, I won't persuade you anymore, I just want to say one thing."

The man in court uniform who was about to step out the door paused.

"Be proud of me, don't lose the face of the General's Mansion."

Han Zigao turned his head, with his back against the sunlight, unable to see his expression clearly.

"it is good……"

Yongding three years September 21st.

Emperor Chen Wen and Chen Qian made his concubine Shen Miaorong his queen.

By the time Han Zigao arrived at the Tai Chi Hall, it was already a bit late.

The emperor and empress have already brought the harem to the Temple of Heaven to worship the heaven and ancestors.

"Is it too late..." Han Zi said something in a low voice, then turned and went to the Temple of Heaven.

Most of the people in the palace knew that Han Zigao was a person of extraordinary status in the hearts of the emperor, and they did not dare to hold him accountable for his rashness and rudeness—it was not a misdemeanor to be late for the Queen's Conferment Ceremony.

Han Zigao walked slowly.

The road from the Hall of Taiji to the Temple of Heaven is not long, only more than one kilometer, but for some reason, it seems to be thousands of miles under Han Zigao's feet.

Step by step, I can always feel that not long ago, two people walked on this road.

They hold hands, maybe even smile at each other, full of warmth and love.

Han Zigao slowly raised his left hand and put it in the air, as if someone on the left was leading him, walking this seemingly endless road.

Step by step, step on the heart.

But it came to an end after all.

A hundred meters away is dazzling red.

That tall figure, dressed in a red robe, seemed to be embroidered with a golden dragon on the sleeve, holding the other hand, and seemed to be smiling gently.

What a scene of harmony between the emperor and empress...

But why can't he see clearly, that man's face...

"General Han?" Yi Chaoguan was startled, stretched out his hand to pull Han Zigao's dangling sleeve, and suppressed his voice, "Kneel down quickly, stand there in a daze, do you want to die?!"

Han Zigao staggered, and knelt down with the man's pull.

There seemed to be a gaze shot at him with shock and anger.

Han Zigao, who was kneeling down, couldn't see clearly what was going on on the altar. In front of him were all kneeling courtiers.

Ben was kneeling quietly, but he was not calm because of the arrival of one person.

Just about to move.

A lot of things are just around the corner.

"Low your head." The man tugged at his sleeve again.

Han Zigao tilted his head.

It's Xu Shipu, a veteran in his sixties.

"Thank you..." Han Zigao said hoarsely, bowing his head obediently.

Xu Shipu looked at Han Zigao with complicated eyes, and said nothing.He's actually a nice young man, but he's gone the wrong way...

He could vaguely hear the priest reading the imperial decree.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the imperial edict said: Concubine Shen was ordered by the Ming Dynasty in the past to be a concubine in the East Palace. She is reverent and respectful, and she is obsessed with the rules of flattery. Be faithful and obedient, so as to become the way of Suyong; be in the boudoir, with the virtue of cooperation. The beauty. I have not created it for a long time, and I feel guilty. The group of officials and scholars, reviewing the past dynasties, they respected the Ming Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty, and it was recorded in Dianmo. The old order is given to the empress. The husband Kunde respects softness, the woman's way inherits the aunt, respects the gift of prosperity, and the righteousness of the katydid. It is beneficial to Yongzhen, Ke/Long Tangji, the mother's ceremonial world, and the hidden teachings. This is it."

"The concubine accepts the order. Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Chen helped Shen Miaorong up, and looked in that direction involuntarily.

he came.

He seems to be here.

But there were too many people at this time, his figure was submerged in the sea of ​​people, and he couldn't find...

"Your Majesty..." Shen Miaorong called out in a low voice, her face calm.

The people around him just lost their minds.

That person seems to be coming.

If it was before, she was afraid that she would feel the pain again and again, but inadvertently, she became completely numb...

It will always be numb.The more it hurts, the more numb it becomes.

Chen Qian regained consciousness.

Raise your sleeves.

"Everyone is flat!"

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!!"

The ministers stood up one after another.

Chen Qian's heart tightened.

where is he?

Suddenly there was a commotion not far away.

"General Han fainted!"

I don't know who it was, and called out.

The voice was not loud, it just reached Chen Qian's ears.

Chen Qian's complexion changed, and she flew off the altar on her toes.

The ministers didn't expect to alarm the emperor, they retreated to both sides in panic, revealing the person lying quietly on the ground.

His face was too pale, and his lips lacked a trace of blood.

As if being caught and twisted in her heart, Chen Qian only had the pale and frightening face of the person in front of her in her mind.

Why, you want to come...

Bend down, lean over, and pick up the person on the ground.

"Pass the Imperial Physician!"

The courtiers with different colors behind him were left behind, and the expressionless new queen on the altar.

On the day of the Queen's Sealing Ceremony, a big joke happened.

Because a courtier fainted, the majestic emperor left the half-finished ceremony, hugged the courtier, and went to the emperor's bedroom, Yongzhao Hall.

The ministers were in an uproar.

Such an absurd thing, even the historian, has never heard of it.

And this incident, due to various reasons, did not remain in the historian's pen in the end.

This is absurd, why not blow away with the wind.

"Reporting to the emperor, Mr. Han must have knelt down for a long time to suppress his blood, and got up too violently, so he fainted."

Chen Qian's complexion was extremely bad, the imperial physician said after considering it.

Silent for a long time.

"Go back."

"Yes."

The bedroom was very quiet, only the breathing of the two could be heard.

A faint but steady one.

One is getting more and more urgent.

"Crack!" Chen Qian flicked her sleeves and knocked down a porcelain bowl on the table.

Porcelain splinters.

"Should, huh, huh, should! You're plotting against me! Okay, Han Zigao, you're plotting against me!!" Chen Qian suddenly stretched out her hand to hold Han Zigao's throat.

His hands were shaking, and he couldn't exert any strength.

He also named himself Tanzhong acupoint.

Han Zigao, what are you doing!

Is this interesting?

Are you kidding me?

"Han Zigao, I don't care if you can hear it right now, just listen to me! I...I will never forgive you for what you did today!"

Turn around and walk away.

He didn't see that the person on the bed had a crystal drop falling from the corner of his eye.

The author has something to say:

Han Zigao made himself dizzy, maybe he didn't even know why.

Does it prove his position in Chen Qian's heart?

But what did he get?What was lost again.

The longer you walk, the more confused you become.

modern name:

Do not love do not do, do not do not die.