Troubled times male concubine [time travel]

When people return, the sky is dark; when people leave, they have not yet returned.

The breath of the night swallowed the hustle and bustle of the day, and the cool wind swirled gently in the air.The prince's mansion without candles and cheers, only the chirping of grass insects is silent at the moment, which is especially cheerful at night.

Zhao Yifeng looked at the deserted mansion and felt the place without that person's breath.

The heart is empty, as if something is missing, a salty, lonely feeling slowly swells where the blood flows, like being in a boundless void, without warmth, fire, and hope.

With a sound of "chi", there was a white sword shadow, under the smudge of the night, the white sword body reflected that handsome face.

The wind is still light, the light of the sword is cold, and the leaves are falling.

The moon is half a string; the sword is dancing in the air;

This night, Zhao Yifeng was very anxious, his heart was like the half crescent moon.

That night, Zhao Yifeng was very lonely, like the cold sword.

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The red clouds reflect the sky, and the fish belly is light and white.

All the courtiers stood in a row, waiting left and right for Zhao Shengtian to come out.An air of restlessness was floating, and Na Shun judged the situation and announced his retreat in a high-pitched voice, and everyone left complaining.

Jiang Yushu was waiting for the results in the mansion, waiting for Chun Nong but not coming.After about half a cup of tea, Chun Nong returned all the incense powder available in the mansion, and Xiao Ming was still there.

Looking at the powder, Jiang Yushu smelled an unpleasant smell and felt unwell. He looked through a lot of items and covered his nose.He ordered Chun Nong to send it to the prince's mansion immediately, and asked Zhao Yifeng to find someone to study.But the person still didn't take it away, while looking after Jiang Tianyuan, while waiting to secretly observe who was going to do it.

When Chun Nong returned home, he happened to meet Zhao Yifeng. After saluting, he gave Zhao Yifeng all the incense powder.

Chun Nong boldly said that Jiang Yushu owed him money.After Zhao Yifeng heard this, he smiled lightly, without blame, and ordered Lin Yuan to pay Chun Nong the money in his spare time, and Chun Nong made a lot of money this time.

Zhao Yifeng frowned as he stared at the fragrance powder from his daughter's house, and suddenly remembered the fragrance powder Jiang Yushu had mentioned last time, and recalled how he gritted his teeth and forbearance on the wedding day, and a thought poured out: to test the medicine.

Holding the powder in hand, he immediately ordered Lin Yuan to bring the wine.Lin Yuan got the order to bring the wine urn.

The smell of alcohol drifted away, spreading a little bit in the air.

Zhao Yifeng smelled the aroma of the wine and became intoxicated for a while, smelling the scent of the face powder again, and felt a dry and hot feeling wandering away. The pores all over his body seemed to be longing for caress, hoping that someone would touch him and give him a touch of coolness. The coquettish red slowly Climb up the handsome man's face, like a stamen of an orchid.

Zhao Yifeng knew that this was Fenghe, but what he didn't expect was that the medicine was so overbearing.Although he gritted his teeth and endured it, he couldn't stop the clamor of desire all over his body, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.At this moment, the handsome outline seems to be hard and cold carved by a knife.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan and Chun Nong froze for a moment in shock. Seeing the scene where their master was out of control, their eyeballs might not be safe.

Zhao Yifeng held on with his martial arts foundation, but he couldn't resist the heat rushing under his body. All the heat gathered in one place, and it seemed that he didn't check it, and immediately poured out.

The blood vessels in the whole body are like being bitten by ants, tingling, floating and swimming gently, the waist is sore, and a certain part of the body has been erected, and the eyes are slowly filled with a trace of confusion and tolerance to the heat. Come scarlet.

The man exerted his strength, and swiped the wine jar neatly, and the smell of wine spread in the air, one after another.

The string of forbearance seems...to be broken...

"Quickly pass on Doctor Zhang, fast!"

Hearing Zhao Yifeng's roar, Lin Yuan recovered from his shock, and immediately went to find someone.

Chun Nong watched Zhao Yifeng's blushing and lustful expression from receiving the powder to smelling the wine, and immediately understood what was going on.Walking to Zhao Yifeng's side, regardless of the etiquette rules, he snatched the incense powder from Zhao Yifeng's hand and walked away.

The aroma of wine still lingers, and the powder is turbid and suspended in the air.

At this time, the man's clothes were drenched, his face was dripping with cold sweat, he was weak, and his legs were so limp that he couldn't lift any strength.

Zhao Yifeng can finally understand and understand how much strength Jiang Yushu used to support him on the night of his marriage, and he finally knows that the bloodstain on the corner of his lips is the enchanting posture that exhausted all the strength he could have.

As a martial arts practitioner, he is still invincible!What's more, Jiang Yushu was weak and sick at that time, and he was afraid that if he was careless, the consequences would be disastrous.

Jiang Yushu, Zhao Yifeng only now realizes how stubborn you were that day,

I'm afraid, Zhao Yifeng spends his whole life to warm your heart, maybe you won't be a little bit tempted...

At this moment, Zhao Yifeng only felt sticky and slippery in cold sweat, and his body was trembling badly, so he found a recliner under the camphor tree and sat down to relieve it.He clasped the edge of the chair with both hands, looking for a support.

"Why are you standing still? Haven't...cleaned up!"

Zhao Yifeng's thick voice was weak, but it was still very deterrent.

When Lin Yuan came with Doctor Zhang, Zhao Yifeng had already been wasted and fell into a deep sleep.The crowd didn't dare to disturb them, they waited for two cups of tea before Zhao Yifeng woke up.

Doctor Zhang took the pulse and said that the medicine was too strong and wasted. He prescribed a few qi-invigorating decoctions and drank it for three days.Zhao Yifeng remained silent, and only ordered Chun Nong to give the powder to Imperial Physician Zhang, and then entered the Luoying Pavilion.

Jiang Yushu stayed in Fuguo Duke's Mansion for four days, and he also waited for four days. He only hoped that Zhao Yifeng could find out the ingredients in the powder sooner and find the person behind it.

Just when Jiang Yushu was about to find that person on the fifth day, something happened in the court.

The Ministry of Rites handed over a brochure again.

Fangju, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, is dressed in a purple robe, with a tall and straight body, awe-inspiring righteousness, and an imposing manner that cannot be ignored.

"Mr. Qingyu is a member of the royal family, and he cannot return home at will. Even if he is filial, it will not take five or six days. After all, the husband's family is important."

Zhao Yifeng's face was gloomy, looking at what the Minister of Rites said was endless, he wished he could draw his sword and cut him off, then he turned to Jiang Yushu, suppressed his anger, and ignored him.

Who ever thought?The Ministry of Rites seemed to be eyeing Zhao Yifeng's lineage, and brought up the matter of building the mansion last time.

Zhao Shengtian sat on the dragon chair and smiled at the expression of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu's conscientious and responsible expression. He was originally a speech officer, so he naturally wanted to listen to his opinions.But thinking about Zhao Yifeng is not easy, and he has never let go of it for so many years.Let’s leave it at this point, so as not to hurt the peace.

"Fang Aiqing, Mr. Qingyu is returning home to fulfill his filial piety. This is a good deed, and it can be a good talk."

Fang Ju stepped up, walked to the center of the hall, and bowed again, his eyes were piercing, his temperament at the age of forty seemed mild and weak, but the momentum in his words could not be refuted.

"Your Majesty, the eldest prince is originally a man, and because of his destiny, he married Young Master Qingyu. Although it is not in accordance with the etiquette of the Ministry of Rites, the etiquette is nothing more than human feelings, and I have no objection.

But the eldest prince pampered Young Master Qingyu, disregarded Feng Shui, and chose a mansion by luck, and now he let Young Master Qingyu go home for a long time.Because Mr. Qingyu is a man, the eldest prince does not follow the customs of women's marriage, but the wedding ceremony has been completed, so Mr. Qingyu naturally has to serve him with peace of mind.

If all the women in Tianqing used the excuse of filial piety to return home for a long time, how would a man settle down, and how would he govern the country and bring peace to the world? "

Fang Ju said a lot, Zhao Shengtian heard that he was able to make do with it at first, and loved his son a bit, but when he heard that he was finally promoted to his country, court hall, he immediately frowned and looked at Zhao Yifeng at the bottom.

Zhao Yifeng's face was expressionless, but the contours on his face were clearly defined by the angles carved out of ice.Glancing at Fang Ju in a blink of an eye, and then turning back, that momentary gaze made Fang Ju feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Father, I think that I am famous in the name of benevolence and filial piety. Mr. Qingyu just went home to be filial, and there is nothing wrong with it. Why did it become a disaster for the country when it came to Mr. Fang's mouth? Is Mr. Fang too dignified? Shocking."

Fang Ju straightened his body, and Dayi replied, "The eldest prince does not follow the rules of etiquette in marrying, and I only say that the eldest prince is deeply affectionate. But shouldn't the eldest prince give an explanation for the establishment of the mansion?"

"Master Fang also needs to take care of the building of this hall, isn't it too lenient?"

"I have not interfered with the affairs of Your Highness's mansion. Presumably His Majesty also knows His Majesty's beliefs. Feng Shui, luck, and terrain are all related to the dragon's veins. Everything I said is only related to the fate of the country, and I have no meddling in the affairs of Your Highness's mansion."

Hearing Fang Ju's alarmist words, Zhao Shengtian just sat quietly, rubbing Dongzhu with his hands repeatedly, showing no expression.Thinking of the Dragon Vessel of the National Fortune in my heart, I couldn't touch it.But Fang Ju still didn't want to let go.

"His Royal Highness has already settled down in building a mansion. It is not easy for me to refute, so as not to waste people and money. But it has been almost five days since Mr. Qingyu returned home, and he still hasn't returned.

At the feet of the emperor, the royal model, the prince's family affairs, every move is a model for the people of the family.Your Highness is not afraid to indulge in this way, all married women will return home to their parents in the name of filial piety?If so, what is the meaning of the Ministry of Rites?Why do all men marry wives? "

Zhao Yifeng's face was gloomy, and he looked straight at the elegant face of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, but the light in his eyes was clearly full of anger.

"Master Fang is a good talker. I don't know that Mr. Qingyu's filial piety will be mentioned above his family and country by Mr. Fang's three-inch tongue. Isn't it too shocking?"

But Fang Ju stopped talking, knelt straight down, and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have been in charge of the Ministry of Rites for many years, and I have never seen such a disregard for etiquette and law. I did not interfere in the affairs of the First Prince's residence, but 'the country cannot be ruled out, the people There is no way not to stand', Your Majesty, please think twice and revive the etiquette."

Zhao Shengtian was tired after listening to it for a long time. Yesterday, he discussed the matter of ascension with Daoist Feng Qing, and he never had a good rest. Now, listening to Fang Ju's "home" one by one, the "country" only felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill and had no interest.Thinking about Zhao Yifeng's love for Jiang Yushu, he couldn't let people talk about it.

"Ai Qing, please get up!"

Fang Ju still knelt upright, "Your Highness, please think again and revive the etiquette."

Zhao Shengtian took care of the rules set by his ancestors, he could not beat, scold, or kill officials, and he had to think carefully about what he said.Thinking that after revitalizing etiquette, he believed in the matter of ascension to heaven, and being happy among romantic concubines, I am afraid it will not be easy, so he immediately laughed.

"Lord Fang, get up quickly. I feel that the Ministry of Rites is now under the management of Lord Fang, and everything is in order. Everything is harmonious and there is no need to change. As for the matter of Young Master Qingyu's return home that you mentioned, I have drawn up a Taoist order to call him back to the mansion earlier. How about settling down in a house?"

As soon as Fang Ju heard the emperor let go, after arguing for so long, the eldest prince is afraid that he will bear a grudge, and now that there is a result, he can't be greedy, otherwise the emperor will be pushed into a hurry, and the consequences will be disastrous.Fang Ju wanted to understand, and immediately prostrated himself, calling out to the Holy Spirit.

The way Zhao Yifeng discussed with Jiang Yushu was that Jiang Yushu would go back to the government for a thorough investigation in the name of filial piety.Looking for some clues, who would have guessed that a Fangju would come out halfway, full of etiquette and shame, family and country, and dragon veins.I just feel that Fang Ju is hateful, and the moment I left the Qianyuan Hall, I just wanted to take the sword and chop it.

Fang Ju was originally a speaker, with the blessings of his ancestors, so he was not afraid of Zhao Yifeng.In line with courtier etiquette, after bowing to leave, he walked away grandly.

Zhao Yifeng narrowed his eyes and watched Fang Ju leave.

"The country cannot fail to stand, and the people cannot fail to govern", hum...

Fang Ju, you will pay the price for this sentence sooner or later...