Drunk King and Minister

Two white candles were quietly burning on the silver tray. One of them was sitting in front of the table, flipping through the old blue leather book in his hand. Her hair hung down to cover most of her neck.

Although the candle was lit by a high-quality white candle, the light was very good, but after reading for a long time, my eyes still felt a little sore.

Han Zigao put down his book and rubbed the corners of his eyes.

"My lord." A soft voice sounded from the side, "Do you want some hot tea?"

Han Zigao responded lightly, took a sip of the tea.

"Zhaotao, you don't have to wait all the time."

The petite woman knelt down when she heard the words, and her words were filled with tears: "My lord is tired of Zhuotao, if Zhuotao did something wrong, please punish me, I beg you not to drive away Zhuotao. "

Han Zigao was secretly annoyed.

Burning peaches, burning peaches, it really is a peach blossom.

It's really the fault of this pair of skins!

Since coming to Dongyang, in the five months, there have been an endless stream of people asking for matchmakers both openly and secretly, almost breaking through the gate of the prefect's mansion.At the beginning, the message from myself and Chen Qian spread all over the southeast and northwest. How could this Dongyang family just send their daughter up.Later, I sent Wang Erniu to inquire secretly, only to find out that nine out of ten it was the daughter's family who fell in love with me at first sight, and she would not marry unless she was a king...

Han Zigao really felt that he couldn't delay the daughter of a good family in vain, so he made a quick decision and went to a small restaurant in Dongyang for a few days to justify his reputation as a romantic and charming Longyang.Looking back now, I actually get goosebumps—those little boys are too scary.Even if he was a person who broke through from the Shura field of the Palace of the King of Hell, he couldn't resist and could only knock them out one by one in order to survive for a few nights.

Fortunately, it worked a lot.He still remembers that Wang Erniu said to himself with half pity and half regret, "The people who talked about their relationship didn't mention this matter again. I heard that those girls were secretly sad for a few days and it will be fine."...

But he bumped into a peach blossom again, and he rescued it from the road without a long memory. Even if he hinted a few times about his dislike of red makeup, it didn't work.

"Cough." Han Zigao coughed dryly, and was about to say something to completely break the girl's mind, but he heard Wang Erniu begging to see him outside.

"Come in." As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Erniu came in wrapped in a dusty overcoat.

Zhuo Tao retreated knowingly.

"Mrs. Hou's spirit seems to be pretty good, and my subordinates see that she and Mr. Hou have developed feelings for each other."

One month ago, when he received the news that Su Ziyi was pregnant, Han Zigao was very happy, so he sent Wang Erniu to bring congratulatory gifts.With Wang Erniu's current status, in the eyes of outsiders, he gave Su Ziyi enough face.

"Thank you, is there any news from the capital?" Han Zigao smiled, looking at the taller and stronger young man in front of him, he was very satisfied.

"I heard that King Ancheng will return to Beijing soon, and Jiankang seems to be very busy, so I'm afraid he is preparing to welcome him."

The king of Ancheng was Chen Xu, the former king of Shixing County.

Han Zigao was overjoyed that Chen Xu's return to the capital could solve a problem in that man's mind.

As Wang Erniu spoke, he looked at Han Zigao and hesitated to speak.

"Tell me, when did you become polite with me?" Han Zi raised his eyebrows.

Wang Erniu hesitated.

"My lord, I think Mrs. Hou is pregnant, you said you still..." He stopped in the middle of the sentence, but the meaning was self-evident.

Han Zigao looked at him carefully, and he understood clearly: "Tell me, what rumors have spread again."

If there were no rumors, would this kid say this blatantly?

Wang Erniu scratched his head, feeling a little nervous: "It's not a rumor, it's because he returned to Beijing this time and was summoned by the emperor..."

Han Zigao tightened his hands, suppressed the fluctuation in his heart, and asked in a flat voice: "Can you tell me anything?"

Although he tried his best to be calm during the speech, he didn't know that his face had changed a few times.

Wang Erniu saw everything in his eyes and sighed inwardly.

"It's not an order, it's just a matter of visiting a small restaurant. I don't know how it got to the ears of the emperor." Wang Erniu couldn't help trembling as he said, "My dear, the emperor's face turned green at that time, and he was so frightened." I thought about it and didn't dare to breathe out, and I still have lingering fears when I think about it.

"What did the emperor say?" Han Zigao squeezed his palm.

"The emperor gave this to my subordinates, so I will give it to you, my lord." Wang Erniu said as he took out something from his sleeve, which turned out to be a somewhat old-looking dagger.

Han Zigao took it and put it aside for now.

Wang Erniu continued: "The emperor asked about the specific situation, and then asked the adults about some trivial matters in daily life, and then let his subordinates go."

Han Zigao couldn't help wondering: "What does this have to do with what you just said?"

Wang Erniu faltered for a while, with a hint of displeasure on his face, and finally said: "The emperor has seven or eight concubines, why should you show embarrassment to the lord? Going to a small restaurant is disrespectful to the court, so the lord knows that the media is marrying a wife." return……"

As Wang Erniu talked, he slowly fell silent under Han Zigao's eyes, and in the end, he almost lost his voice.

After all, Han Zigao couldn't bear to criticize Wang Erniu, and sighed: "Don't forget, whose subject you are, you must not criticize him in front of anyone."

After beating Wang Erniu, seeing him drooping his head and retreating lazily like a child, Han Zigao was both angry and funny.

His eyes fell on the dagger on the desk, and he unconsciously froze.

After adjusting his breathing, he gently moved the sword.

The blade was dull and slightly worn, but it was an old sword.Han Zigao put it on his hand and turned it around, and unexpectedly saw two rows of small characters. The traces were engraved not long ago.

"So the sword is deeply affectionate, waiting for the return date."

His fingers trembled, and he put the sword aside with a wry smile, unwilling to look at it again.

When Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty came to the throne, Huo Guang, the minister of power, forced his daughter Huo Chengjun to be the empress. Liu Xun did not forget his wife Xu Pingjun who shared weal and woe with him, so he issued an imperial edict of "seeking the old sword". In the edict, he said: I used to have an old sword when I was poor, and now I miss it very much, can all the lovers help me get it back? The courtier guessed Shangyi, and quickly tasted the true meaning of this edict—— He can't even forget the old sword he used when he was poor, so naturally he won't abandon the woman he loves.So they all played together to ask Xu Pingjun to be the queen.

Old sword?He regarded himself as the old sword, and said "wait for the return date" in such an aggrieved tone...

To talk about this old sword, in fact, the current empress Shen Miaorong is the one.

Han Zigao put his hand on his forehead.

It's just a moment of enthusiasm, he will always understand that he is not the old sword, and he no longer has the interest to be his old sword...

"My lord..." Zhuotao called cautiously.

The person in front of him raised his eyes sideways, his eyes full of hostility.

Zhuotao's heart skipped a beat, why is the lord at this time so scary, like a beast with its eyes open, it seems to be full of violence!

"Go down! Who told you to come in!"

When Zhuotao stumbled a hundred meters out of the door, she was in a daze and didn't react.

Was the man who scolded him mercilessly just now really a calm and gentle adult?

My heart was still beating "bang bang" because of the adult's gaze at that moment, with the joy of the rest of my life after the catastrophe...

Zhuotao didn't realize it herself, most of the infatuation in her heart had gone unknowingly.

In the third year of Tianjia (562), Chen Xu, the king of Ancheng, returned from the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and was appointed as a servant, a supervisor of Zhongshu, a general of Zhongwei, and a assistant history.

"Brother Emperor." The man was dressed in a white-bottomed embroidered golden python robe, standing there quietly, his figure seemed to be thinner, but he looked more stable.

Chen Qian looked at her younger brother with joy in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, she just responded.

He finally took back his brother.

Be upright and tell the world.

"Brother Huang... Sister Yan, she really..." Chen Xu lowered his eyes, unable to see clearly.

Chen Qian was stunned for a moment, but her face became unhappy.

"The deceased is gone, why are you still confused and unable to figure it out! Your wife has been away with you for many years, even if you respect her, you shouldn't still be thinking about it!"

Chen Xu was silent for a while, but suddenly raised his eyes to stare at Chen Qian: "The emperor's brother and the emperor's wife have been messed up for many years, why did the name of the general on the couch spread to Northern Qi and Northern Zhou!"

A sharp light shot out of Chen Qian's eyes instantly, pressing heavily on Chen Xu's body.

Sweat gradually appeared on Chen Xu's forehead, but he still looked at Chen Qian stubbornly.

"He is not a general, he is my right-hand man!"

Chen Xu was taken aback, Brother Huang, is this justifying Han Zigao's name? !

I was horrified in my heart, I was just using this rumor to block the words of my brother, but at this moment, it seems that the weight of that person in my brother's heart is really not light!

How can this be good!There is still a debt between him and Han Zigao!

"Brother Huang! Sister Yan died because of him!" Chen Xu said with resentment on his face, "Brother Huang didn't punish him!"

"Imperial brother, this is..." Chen Qian narrowed her eyes dangerously, and a cold air gradually spread around her body, "Are you asking about my crime?"

Picking up the ending sound is already a precursor to anger.

"My brother dare not!" Chen Xu knelt down on the ground, not daring to look up at Chen Qian.

In the November weather in the palace, the wind is a bit cold.

Chen Xu walked on the palace road, with his hands folded in his sleeves, walking silently.

It has changed, many things have changed.

His sister Yan is gone...

The ruthless light in the eyes flashed away, like a cold east wind, it disappeared instantly.

The author has something to say:

Go to school on the 24th and try to finish it before school starts.The main text can probably be finished before 200 chapters, and there will be extra episodes.

After writing this, I may open a new hole, if I am not tortured by the perverted mathematics of my sophomore year.