Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

[Volume [-]: The Passion of Youth - Floating Life Uninterrupted]

Chapter [-]: Drizzle and Spring Swamp

[[-]. What is a king? ]

The slender fingers gracefully handed over a cup of tea, with the sleeves hanging down, holding the cup.

"Good tea!" After a while, He Qianzhang flicked his folding fan.

praise:

"Young master's tea is really different from ordinary people. It can make people appreciate life. The first taste is bitter and bitter, but after careful tasting, there is a hint of sweetness that stays. After the sweetness passes, there is a trace of fragrance that lingers, making people miss and forget. Young master's tea art is really unique. Qianzhang is really a man of good taste."

Jiang Yushu smiled self-deprecatingly:

"Mr. Jiang is really flattered. If you have nothing to do, it's hard to be elegant. Not only can you taste wine, but this tea is a must. This tea can taste the ups and downs of human affairs, and see through the indifference of human affairs. Sir Sure enough, you have far-sightedness, and it is a blessing in the world to have such thoughts assisting the Master Ming."

He Qianzhang was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he laughed and said:

"He is just a free and unrestrained person in the world of mortals. No matter how you taste tea, the life you taste will probably always be different, but it is not in vain if you can taste the truth. But after all, He is not as good as the young master. Everyone likes tea. From the heart, He can only taste one or two, but he is defeated by the young master, and he is convinced."

Jiang Yushu looked at He Qianzhang quietly, and smiled faintly: "Life is alive, you can't break it, you can't break it, there are many helplessness, life and death, ups and downs and samsara are like this tea. It's green at the beginning, sweet when you taste it, and you will remember it aftertaste."

"In the end, there is still a handful of loess to cover the wind and flow, and the scattered dust and mud are crushed into dust. Huang Tu's hegemony becomes empty in a blink of an eye, just like this tea, which floats and sinks. After tasting the taste, it returns to zero. It is rare for personnel to seek happiness. .”

"My lord..." He Qianzhang looked at him worriedly.Why is this handsome young man clearly smiling, but it always gives people the feeling of desolation that sees through human affairs and helplessness to make ends meet in this life.There is a touch of loneliness in the gentleness and warmth.

Looking carefully at the tea in his hand, he tasted it again——

Gentle and peaceful like a spring breeze, the aftertaste is nostalgic and the lips and teeth are cold, with a faint murderous look, which makes people feel cold after drinking it, like arsenic |

The extreme of gentleness is fortitude, and the extreme of fortitude is broken.

He suddenly felt that Jiang Yushu's person was like his tea, people couldn't see through it, and couldn't figure it out. He could be very gentle and calm, peaceful and far away, but that warm smile wrapped the real him, making people unable to understand .

Feeling a bit stuck in his heart, he didn't want to talk too much just because of drinking a cup of tea, He Qianzhang smiled leisurely and looked at Zhao Yifeng who was sitting quietly: "Your Highness's cup of tea also impresses Mr. He."

Jiang Yushu smiled faintly: "Of course, he is a born king."

He Qianzhang took another cup of tea, and said leisurely: "There is no wine here, tea is also a good thing, stealing half a day's leisure. I don't know how the young master thinks of the king?"

Jiang Yushu paused his hand holding the cup, and then smiled and said: "The king disregards stereotypes and bad habits, dares to be the first, does what others can't do, corrects the style that others cannot correct, forms his own line, and is the only one who respects me! Possesses calmness, wisdom, coldness, and unruly temperament, tolerant to the world | the heart of a king who understands the suffering of the people. Such a person is destined to be a born king—”

"Such a person is like a piece of rough jade. After going through the ups and downs of human affairs, it becomes more perfect and impeccable!"

A gust of cold wind blew slowly, and the surrounding atmosphere was instantly overcast.

Zhao Yifeng had a sullen face: "Yushu seems to be doing well today?"

A few days ago, I was sick and had no strength, but today I can make tea and talk.

Jiang Yushu slightly raised his eyelids, glanced at him with a smile on his face, covered his sleeves, and remained silent.

He Qianzhang handed Zhao Yifeng a cup of tea, and said with a smile: Your Highness, drink a cup of tea, tea has a calming effect, and you need to calm down when tasting tea, so don't talk too much. "

meditation?Talk too much?

Zhao Yifeng's body was bleak and cold, and the cold wind suddenly swayed. He gritted his teeth and said slowly: "I don't say that tea tasting is perfect, but I know a little bit about it. How come you can't get in this sentence, just listen to your discussions , so it is called talking too much, this king has not said a word for an hour. Why is this king not calm?"

He didn't talk for an hour, just sipping tea, and was told that He Qianzhang was too bold. You can talk about someone as cold and arrogant as King Ding, and he hasn't been punished yet. It can be seen that Jiang Yushu's How powerful.

His Highness Prince Ding could treat anyone coldly, but he was extremely gentle, humble, and understanding to Jiang Yushu.

It is also because of this that Zhao Yifeng is more or less accommodating to the people around Jiang Yushu, and he turns a blind eye to many things.

He Qianzhang was unrestrained and unrestrained, lazily caring about the etiquette of the world. He had something to say, and being happy is the best. He had known for a long time that Jiang Yushu ate Zhao Yifeng to death, but today he experienced the feeling of teasing Zhao Yifeng.

Cool... It seems that he has to hug Jiang Yushu, a big tree.

Jiang Yushu held a cup of tea, and his calm and gentle eyes were a little hot and decisive: "Zhao Yifeng, you are destined to be the king. Qingyu has always believed in this. What you are going through now is a process of perfection in rough jade. One day you will shine brightly."

Zhao Yifeng said proudly: "Of course!"

Jiang Yushu sighed leisurely, feeling a little helpless: "Do you know what is the longest companion by the king's side?"

Zhao Yifeng frowned slightly: "What is it?"

"Yes..." There was a trace of helplessness and coldness in Jiang Yushu's eyes.

Although the surrounding atmosphere is warm and peaceful, there is more or less a trace of tranquility.

Yes--

"Lonely, alone."

Since ancient times, the saints are lonely, especially the Mingjun.

Zhao Yifeng remained calm, as if he had long been used to this feeling.Just lightly stroking the teacup with his fingers revealed the fear and anxiety in his heart——

Those 17 years of isolation, those 17 years of being squeezed by others, instantly swallowed him up like a tide.

There was a wry smile in my heart.

I always thought that if I got out of a cage, I could change to another free sky.

But, as everyone knows, what he entered was another bigger Golden Silk Cave.

In this life, I have to make ends meet in the royal family, and also——experience the boundless loneliness.

Concentrating on Jiang Yushu's handsome face, he said softly: "Then Zhao Yifeng is probably the luckiest person in the world."

"What do you mean?" He Qianzhang was a little confused.

Zhao Yifeng dressed in black clothes and danced lightly in the wind, with a domineering aura that frightened the nine heavens.

His tone is so majestic that the world will be shocked; his momentum is the horror that the sun and the moon will cover up for him!

"Because Yushu will always be by my side!"

He lowered his head and met Shang Jiang Yushu's gentle eyes. There was a trace of heartache in those eyes, which was buried by Jiang Yushu's smile.

He Qianzhang sighed leisurely: "Your Highness has a son, and the high position of King's Landing is just around the corner."

[[-]. Soldiers approaching the city]

Tianqing is 284 years old, and the calendar is 12 years in February.

Zhao Yifeng led an army of millions in the east and west, and marched south in the name of the "Qing Emperor's side" to rebel and raise troops!

From the moment Zhao Qingfeng let Zhao Yifeng escape, it was doomed that Tianqing was about to change the dynasty!

All the troops in the Eastern Territory were united, with Zhao Yifeng as the main force. Since Zhu Luoguan was opened, all the cities they passed were in their hands.

On February [-]rd, Lu Anjiang succeeded.

On February [-]th, Jiananguan was taken back, and the people in the city were safe. The deputy general who guarded the city refused to die and was killed.Zhengcheng defended and surrendered.

On February [-], Xiaolin County was taken back, and Bai Zeshui, the governor of the county, died for the country and did not surrender.

On the [-]th day of the second month, the Lord of Yangxin City will surrender with the Seal of Commander.

On February [-]th, Qin Chuzhou succeeded.The old and young in the city surrendered voluntarily, Zhao Yifeng did not kill the subjects, and let them go peacefully.

On February 21, Xuanye City refused to surrender, and raised troops to fight against it. After three days of war, the important guards fled, and the city was empty and closed.

……

On February 28th, Zhao Yifeng attacked like a broken bamboo all the way to Kaye City, and the soldiers approached the city, approaching the imperial city!

In a prosperous and powerful country, there are countless good generals and geniuses, but none of them can resist Zhao Yifeng's million-strong army. The good generals gather and unite, but they are powerless to stop Zhao Yifeng's menacing attack!

If it was said that Zhao Yifeng was dispatched to the border and restrained his wings, then leading troops to attack Wangcheng at this moment is undoubtedly telling the world that the real ruler of Tianqing is Zhao Yifeng, and all the trials will be proudly displayed in this coup!

This prosperous country that has been strong for a hundred years is about to change its dynasty!

Everyone knows that once Zhao Yifeng captures Kaye City, the imperial city will be a dead city.

Just when everyone thought that Zhao Yifeng would march directly to the imperial city, Zhao Yifeng rested for half a month and hovered around the imperial city.

The people around were puzzled and asked: why?

Answer: Know it with emotion and move it with reason.

This king does not kill innocent people, and gives them enough opportunities to choose whether to submit or resist.

Surrender to the king, stay!Those who disobey, kill!

Shocking people's hearts, people's hearts are panicked, every day is uneasy, those who want to survive must be wise and decisive.

Kassapa

late at night

Zhao Yifeng stood proudly by the table with his hands behind his back, looking at the brand new dragon robe, with blood and tears intertwined, symbolizing the power of the emperor.

Under the trembling candlelight, the soaring dragon on the dragon robe wraps around the silky satin, reflecting a little halo under the light of the candle, and the soaring dragon's lifelike eyes highlight the king's arrogance.

The dragon robe is not a clothing to cover the body and avoid the cold, but a symbol of power and a tool.

Zhao Yifeng looked at the dragon robe, and the aura of a high position in King's Landing was revealed between his brows. His eyebrows, his nose, and his figure were all born for the dragon robe, and he was destined to live for power.

Zhao Yifeng is destined to rule the world!

The wind blowing in from the window made it a bit colder. After half a month, will it be even colder on that throne?

The long night in the deep palace, the loneliness is boundless.

What are the days of freedom in this life?

Quietly staring at the silence of the night, standing by the window with hands behind hands.

The wind blew Zhao Yifeng's black robes, and the black hair behind him swayed like the wind with the red headband, circling around his handsome waist.

Suddenly a faint sadness arose in my heart——

In the future, you can climb high and enjoy unlimited views of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, but you also have to sit on the throne and taste the coldness of the quiet night.

Under the night sky, the branches of cherry blossoms are trembling and dancing, and the white mist is rising with the wind.

In the haze, Jiang Yushu, who was dressed in white and not stained with dust, smiled faintly at him, and then drifted away on tiptoe.

I was shocked!

Is this going again?

Why does he always drift away when he needs him most?

"Yushu, don't go!" exclaimed.

Reaching out to touch the mist outside the window, he grasped the air tightly like a treasure.

Turning around in panic, their eyes met.

Jiang Yushu quietly faced Zhao Yifeng, and smiled at him: "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Zhao Yifeng walked up to him quickly, looked at him with horror in his eyes, raised his hand under his sleeve slightly, and touched his handsome face.

But he didn't dare to make a move, his hands froze in the air.

He was afraid that this was just Jiang Yushu in disguise, and that what touched him was a dream.

Scared, uncertain.

I'm afraid—this is really a dream.

hand, fell to his handsome face.

It turned out that there was warmth, fortunately——and him.

After all, there is still him...

Jiang Yushu was taken aback by Zhao Yifeng's erratic affection, and it was only a momentary astonishment.

"Your Highness, you have been too busy these few days and lost your mind, so that—"

"Uh!..." Jiang Yushu was caught off guard, and a domineering and affectionate kiss had already sealed the remaining words.

Zhao Yifeng hugged the frail young man tightly, not letting him escape, not letting him push back, with his arms around his waist.

The other hand forced him to look up, showing him infinite pity, and he didn't let go until Jiang Yushu's breath became a little unstable.

Zhao Yifeng exerted all his strength and hugged the man horizontally towards the bed.

Without waiting for Jiang Yushu's reaction, Zhao Yifeng had already bullied him and said softly, "Yushu..."

His scorching eyes hide the heat and passion.

The four eyes meet, and the situation is clear.

To love deeply is to worry about gains and losses...

Seven years of obsession, careful guarding, how can you refuse when love comes your way?

Although the throne is good, it is actually infinitely lonely.

They are all people who are afraid of loneliness - he understands him.

Jiang Yushu closed his eyes lightly, without refusing, he let Zhao Yifeng untie his clothes and let him ask for it.

The fiery kiss is half forbearance and half oppressive, with a burning desire to grab it quickly, but also a little bit of pity.

The cold body is driven by passion/desire, and the temperature in the tent rises.

Jiang Yushu embraced Zhao Yifeng with affectionate eyes, and tightly held his fingers with both hands.I just feel that this time he is more ferocious and indulgent than before.

Zhao Yifeng held his hands tightly, and looked at him every minute, as if he was floating away on his toes.

"Yushu, you really don't want to go..."

I buried my head in sucking and biting on his neck.

"Yushu, I know that the throne is close at hand, but I'm still afraid, afraid that you will shoulder too much, and afraid that the world will not recognize you."

Fiery hands touched, explored, and the lower body moved vigorously.

"Yushu, why do I always have the illusion that you are leaving me?"

The ferocious movements of the tide drowned the people under him.

"Will you be by my side?" I have asked countless times, and I am still asking at this moment.I feel uneasy.

Slender arms wrapped around him, giving him a silent response.

Embrace each other, kiss deeply, and linger to death.

He took a deep breath and murmured.

Zhao Yifeng just felt that it was not enough for him, every inch of the fiery back and forth in his body seemed not warm enough, so he tightly hugged the waist of the man below him, not allowing him to escape, he groped into the deepest abyss step by step, trying to crush him to pieces in the bones.

Jiang Yushu was a little overwhelmed by his ferocious movements. He tried to push back with both hands, and tried to break free from under his body. His non-stop back and forth, in exchange for his deeper penetration.

Holding the blanket under his body tightly with both hands, wrinkling his brows slightly, biting his thin lips forbearance-this scene fell in Zhao Yifeng's eyes in exchange for not being distressed, but arousing his deeper desire.

He hugged him tightly, pushing the place where the two sides fit together a little further forward.

It was as if Jiang Yushu had to be crushed and torn to bury the emptiness inside him.

What is buried deep is the scorching heat, what is kicked back is sex, what goes back and forth is warmth, and what is bonded is two hearts.

This night, Zhao Yifeng didn't stop, he seemed to have unlimited energy, and it seemed that the void was extremely scared, and it just wanted him time and time again.Even though Jiang Yushu fainted from the pain of his movements, he still didn't let it go.

Wake up and sleep, over and over again.

Zhao Yifeng didn't stop until the red glow of dawn broke through the sky and painted the night, hugged Jiang Yushu, and fell asleep with a little tiredness.

But Jiang Yushu had already lost his strength and fell into a deep sleep.

The second day, the third day, and so on.

Zhao Yifeng frantically demanded him every night.

Jiang Yushu knew the depression in his heart, and also knew that after ascending to the throne, he would be more involuntary, so he could only let him go every night.

Such days may really be numbered...

[[-]. Foreshadowing of life experience]

Kasyapa City is close to the Imperial City.

There are countless delicacies and rare treasures everywhere, and it makes people sigh that being close to the imperial city is rich in oil and water.

At this time, in the handsome tent

Dan Hanyi is holding a pair of calligraphy and painting research——

The painting depicts a couple of lovers. The woman has pretty eyebrows, sharp eyes, dignified demeanor, and a beautiful face. She looks like a young lady.A crimson skirt makes people look elegant and refined, stunningly gorgeous.

On the side of the woman is an elegant man. The man is tall and tall, with sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes. , vaguely fierce, like a phoenix spreading its wings for nine days, at first glance one would think he is a literati, but upon closer inspection one finds that he is both civil and military.

And that set of characters - the pen is like a dragon and snake, the clouds are flowing, it is extremely tragic, domineering and meandering, it is written in combination of cursive script and running script, and its wild posture is quite Yan Zhenqing's character.

Ximen Ritian came in with a jug in hand: "Dan Hanyi, what are you looking at? Do you understand? Don't blame me for beating you, and don't think about being arty when you are a rough man." When he saw the portrait, his eyes nearly closed. fall out.It took him a while to react, and he shouted loudly: "Isn't this woman the Empress Dowager? When did His Royal Highness King Ding come to Kaye City with the portrait of the Empress Dowager? Also——this man looks more and more like King Ding !"

Dan Hanyi curled his lips: "You~~, you really are a big bastard. Take a closer look, this is Gu Qingzi, the most famous beauty in the world." He pointed at the man's portrait and analyzed: "And he, is Jiang Liluo, the new civil and military champion!"

"Huh?" Ximen Ritian said in a drawn-out tone, leaning back with curiosity in his eyes: "When did you meet? My frightened half-immortal?"

"Nonsense! Of course I know each other. Back then we took part in the Civil and Military Science Examinations together, but Heaven and Earth valued the nobles and nobles, and I didn't have that life. I failed the Civil Examination, so I found a military position.

Jiang Liluo was favored by the Holy Spirit when he excelled in Wenshi and Wushi. He was famous at the time, but Jiang Liluo preferred the battlefield.At the time when Miao Jiang was uneasy and provocative, it was only thanks to Jiang Liluo's counseling and fighting to subdue Miao Jiang, otherwise seven countries would stand side by side now.

It was also because of Jiang Liluo's allegiance to Tianqing that the scattered Miaojiang tribe later hated the present Holy Majesty to death.And I also heard that Jiang Liluo and Jiang Tianyuan are good friends, and their relationship is very unusual. "

Ximen Ritian couldn't help asking: "Jiang Tianyuan is Jiang Tianyuan from the Fuguo Duke's Mansion in Tianqing Imperial City? Mr. Qingyu's father?"

Dan Hanyi nodded: "Yes. It's him. Jiang Tianyuan is a literati, and he prefers to make friends with literati. This is not surprising."

Ximen Ritian was quite respectful: "This Jiang Liluo is also a handsome person, and he subdued the restless Miao Jiang. He is really a hero who stands in front of a country! But why is this history not recorded in history books, and no one talks about it?" ah."

Dan Hanyi sighed lightly: "Probably it was God's good fortune to play tricks on him."

He handed the words in front of Ximen Ritian, and sighed: "Look, the words on it look good. Back then, the students of 'Heye Mountain' wrote anti-poems and didn't want to support His Majesty's ascension to the throne. Zhao Shengming, the younger brother of the emperor, and Jiang Liluo were secretly executed by the current emperor because he exchanged opinions with those students. In my opinion, the heavenly emperor was afraid that his meritorious deeds would shock the master, so he deliberately Find a reason to kill him."

Ximen slammed his mouth every now and then: "This imperial city is so fucking deep, such a rare talent. It's a pity. But the more you look, the more you look like King Ding. Even the clothes are the same, they are all cold and arrogant people who love to wear black But having said that..." He pointed to the woman next to him, and said curiously: "This woman is too much like the empress, she must be the queen." Startled, he hurriedly pulled off the sweater and muttered softly: " You said that if this woman was the empress when she was young, then His Majesty would be wronged today. Could His Highness King Ding be..."

"What are you talking about!" Dan Hanyi patted his shoulder. "This is not the empress, it's just a resemblance. There are so many changes in the world, and people are not allowed to have a resemblance. Don't talk nonsense, Dingwang is innocent."

Ximen Ritian nodded noncommittally, and smiled apologetically: "That's good. But it's really too similar. Jiang Liluo looks so much like His Highness King Ding, I almost couldn't help but take a seat directly."

Dan Hanyi gave him a blank look: "I also had this illusion at the time, but it's not true if you look carefully. This Kasyapa City is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!"