Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

Hong Yao tried his best to suppress it, but now it was like a pan of oil meeting water, and it burned with a bang until he didn't know what time it was.

Xie Huai'an greeted him clumsily, straightforwardly, eagerly and softly.

He could only embrace cautiously, forbearably, tenderly and firmly.

"Not yet married, sir," Hong Yao said hoarsely, "How about being my empress? You are still a national teacher."

"Of course, hurry up..." Xie Huai'an rubbed his nose against Hong Yao's neck, and spat out vague love words, "Chongguang..."

Xie Huai'an's voice was as thin as a mosquito's fly: "You're burning me, and I'm hot too. This is my favorite hot spring..."

Hong Yao said patiently: "No. The grand ceremony has not yet been completed, and even if it's in the wild, sir, he can't bear it."

Xie Huai'an took a light bite through his drenched clothes: "Yao'er, you can't do it, or can't you?"

That night, Xie Huai'an was wrapped in a white blanket, wet all over and was cleaned by Hong Yao, the tips of his ears were tinged with red.

He complained of illness for two whole days.

Master Xie was in a hurry to get angry, and Zhu Shengshou wanted to enter the house several times for medical treatment, but he ran into the emperor who was in the house with his clothes untied, and finally went back thoughtfully.

After everything was over, Xie Huai'an sat at the dining table with rosy cheeks.

With his own strength, Xie Huai'an broke the rule of Master Xie not talking when eating or sleeping, and eating in separate seats, and set up a big round table, chirping about some happy things.

He said that there are too many trees on the mountain, and it is almost impossible to find the place where he buried the pine cones. The fields in the back mountain are still there, so you can try new seeds...

"Also, father, mother, I'm getting married!"

Xie the head, blessed the hand, and Zhong Zhen, who had not been driven away, was stunned.

Master Xie frantically cleared his throat, and was about to show a gratified smile, and asked which girl was going to prepare for the sixth ceremony.

Hong Yao calmly put the chopsticks away, walked around to the head couple, and kowtowed politely: "Father, mother."

In Xindu, a news spread that the emperor wanted to confer Xie Shijun as queen.

The common people dare not say much about this, but they can't help but sigh after dinner, hoping that the queen will be a virtuous person, and it is best to protect the world like a national teacher.

The passionate young students wrote poems in anger, satirizing Xie Shijun's bad deeds.

Another student suspected that the emperor who promoted innovation thoughtfully would not be someone who was bewitched by beauty. Since the emperor had spread the name of a faint king, Xie Shijun might have other secrets.

The thief Feifei went to Xiao Wei to inquire deeply, seeing the expression of the minister of the Ministry of Industry, he didn't dare to ask more questions.

Xiao Wei frowned deeply, and said briefly: "The courtiers also... have differences on this matter."

The courtiers were divided into two factions: those who absolutely cannot accept it and those who are reluctant to accept it.

One after another, those who persuaded and advised, finally came out.

The ministers first said that the harem and heirs are related to the stability of the court. The emperor can marry a male concubine, but he must not be canonized as a male empress; A person with bad deeds.

After listening to it for three days, Hong Yao threw out an edict to build a research institute and wanted to make a new system. He blocked half of the children's sect, and erected a pillar at the entrance of the main hall, giving it the name "Death Remonstrance". To influence public affairs.

The new system set off a new controversy. During the tide of persuasion, Pei Xiang disappeared strangely, and he would keep his secrets to anyone who asked him, and he didn't want to talk about it.

The National Teacher's Mansion also avoided disputes and hung up the card of not seeing visitors.

The emperor seemed determined to have a male queen.

On the day of canonization, all the officials walked through the palace gate with solemn faces.

Pei Xiuyi walked in the front.

He was still very bright in court clothes, and he had a calm and majestic temperament around him. When he saw the emperor who had been waiting for him at the bottom of the jade steps, he sighed softly, with an expectant smile on his face.

The officials of the Ministry of Rituals were gearing up, excited that they had finally accomplished a major event, and it was rare for the emperor not to oversimplify the ceremony, leaving a solemn and magnificent sacrificial ceremony.

The drums sounded.

The ceremonial officer of Dajing read out the etiquette and guided all the officials to worship the ancestors of heaven and earth before worshiping the emperor, praying for the perfect marriage between the emperor and the emperor, and the long-lasting love.

Zhou Yin was among them, and after bowing down a few times, sweat broke out on his forehead.

Zhou Yin saw something was wrong, and simplified all the places related to the queen in this lengthy and complicated ceremony.

Originally, the canonized queen had to show up early to follow three worships and nine kowtows, but now she only needs to be the last to appear and take the seal once.

This, isn't this arrogance?How decent!

The courtiers who saw the problem with the ceremony frowned more and more.

The emperor stopped the drumming.

"Everyone, the queen is coming. Today is my day of great joy. You all have a sad face. What do you want to do?

The courtiers contorted cheerful smiles.

The drums started again.

Suddenly, there was a notification that the national teacher had arrived.

The national teacher, who hadn't shown up for a long time and never participated in the sacrifice, wore a solemn sacrificial attire, and walked on the carpet accompanied by the female officials and servants of the national teacher's mansion.

The sky and the earth were eclipsed, and in the black and red palace, only the figure of Yu Guoshi walked forward slowly, as if offering sacrifices to a fairy god descending from the earth.

The courtier was dazed for a while, and panicked again.

The national teacher appeared halfway...was it because the emperor insisted on becoming queen and came to stop the grand ceremony?

A courtier who had received the grace of the national teacher threw himself at the foot of the national teacher and said in a trembling voice: "My lord, think twice."

A courtier who was about to remonstrate to death looked at the pillar of remonstrance, and shouted excitedly: "Master of the State! Be sure to persuade the emperor to turn around, and the new queen cannot establish people without virtue and talent!"

In the chaos, the dignified atmosphere was swept away.

The musicians received the sign from the emperor and played with full momentum, which was very lively.

Xie Huai'an walked forward with the support of Kong Qing, seeing all the wonderful faces from the corner of his eye, he held back his laughter all the way.

His lover is just ahead—

There was a smile in Hong Yao's eyes, he stepped forward quickly, and called softly: "Your Highness..."

Xie Huai'an smiled, and bowed down to the emperor according to the instructions given by the ceremony officer.

Hong Yao stopped him and led him to climb the jade steps and sit on the throne.

"My dear friends, who wants to be impeached? This is a rare opportunity, you can come face to face."

There was no sound in front of the hall.

The courtier who was about to run towards the death admonishment shrank his head and rubbed back.

Zhou Yin wiped the sweat off his forehead, and thought to himself: The road is so long, can the national teacher be able to bear it all the way?Fortunately, the ceremony has been simplified, wait, queen! ?

Before the emperor and queen, who were sitting on the throne holding hands, the courtiers knelt down and bowed, all confused and congratulating into one sentence: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the queen, long live, long live, long live!"

A few days later, Zhaoge City was hundreds of miles away.

The emperor and the teacher of the state became friends, and the people spontaneously hung decorations in front of the door, just like a festival.

The tea stall was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. The storyteller slapped the gavel and said tirelessly in a hoarse voice: "This matter must start with the dream fairy of Emperor Jianyuan, the wise god and martial artist—"

"The Son of Heaven declares to the world that our Zhaoge people's most respected and beloved Great Master is the Immortal in Dream!"

"That is the true grace of preaching and receiving karma. However, the national teacher encountered a catastrophe in the middle of the journey. He was once taken advantage of by a villain, and his spiritual consciousness disappeared. Once he returned to the palace, he met again. The old people replaced the new ones. Fortunately, the sky has eyes... "

The storyteller told about the gods and couples overcoming difficulties, and also about the old story of the master of the country making the sky clear on the altar.

Ah Sang lay at the front and listened, laughing and shedding tears.

An old woman stuffed her handkerchief and sighed loudly: "I really want to see our national teacher with my own eyes, is the national teacher still safe?"

Her neighbor said: "Hey, Li Niang, all Mengxue schools in Xindu have come to Zhaoge. They say that as long as there are dolls in the family, they must be sent there. Hurry up and throw your little grandchildren there."

"Hey, hey, haven't you recovered yet? There are too many new things..."

"This is a good day, so good that I dare not even think about it."

"No, it will be better in the future!"

At the gate of the National Teacher's Mansion, those who had impeached Mr. Xie were queuing up to apologize.The line was very long and kept turning, almost turning into the palace.

Zhou Yin grabbed his hair and squatted in the middle, counting the number of times he had scolded the male concubine face to face with a guilty conscience, and dared not go forward.

Ling Ziyou squatted beside him with his head in his arms, talking about his teacher, Guoshi, who was rude, rude.

"Give way..." Pei Junbao crossed the crowd expressionlessly, rushing to take care of the accounts.

When he reached the main entrance of the National Teacher's Mansion, Pei Junbao's sleeves were already filled with apologies and apologies.

Xie Huai'an hid in the mansion trembling.

He concealed his identity out of fun at the beginning, but he didn't expect the courtiers to think too much, and he had already figured out a story of hardships and hardships to save the country and the people.

And Hong Yao kept adding fuel to the flames, and when he mentioned it, his face was full of pain.

Xie Huai'an tried to explain to the outside world that this was all a misunderstanding. He was actually having a great time, but the result became darker and darker.

Years later……

In front of the translucent glass window, Hong Yao was flipping through the documents.

Xie Huaian used Hong Yao as a human cushion, and while eating oranges, he fed Pangpang snacks.Having played enough, Hong Yao pulled him to the front of his body and let him sleep with his lap on his head.

"It's almost there, rest for a while." Hong Yao frowned, "I'm still worried, this low-grade fever is strange, why don't I ask Zhu Shengshou to take a look..."

"Oh, I'm fine." Xie Huai'an smiled shyly, and skillfully settled into a comfortable position, "I just didn't sleep well..."

The big scene is changing with each passing day, and the deviation value keeps dropping.

Not long ago, the system completed the last major upgrade, adding a preview of tomorrow's news before the weather forecast.

The news involved the movements of the DPRK and China, and important matters of foreign countries.Xie Huaian felt that he had finally become a predictable magic stick, and with the speed of the shipyard, he might be able to set sail to find potatoes and corn someday.

"It's a pity that the stables burned down, so I haven't had a good look at them yet." Xie Huai'an was afraid that Hong Yao would be worried, so he changed the subject.

"I took my husband there before the fire, and he sat on the wall where he first appeared. Were you happy when you jumped down? That's enough to remember."

"Also..." Xie Huai'an was drowsy, and rubbed his hands, "Do you want to take a hot spring tonight? After soaking, tell A Yao something."

"what's up?"

"You always cared."

"I do not mind……"

"False..." Xie Huai'an chuckled, "It's just something from the previous life... Don't worry, this is not a leak."

"I really don't care."

Hong Yao put down the document, changed his posture, and lightly pecked Xie Huai'an's soft lips: "What I'm thinking about is that I can have an afterlife with my husband."

"Yes, there must be..." Xie Huai'an's sleepiness disappeared, he wrapped his arms around Hong Yao's neck, and greeted him happily, "Not busy anymore? Do you want to go soak now?"

"Now?"

"Go..."

"Your Highness...it's still daytime." Hong Yao said hoarsely, picked up Xie Huai'an and left.

Xie Huai'an smiled, and blew into Hong Yao's ear: "God knows the world, only Pang Pang knows."

"Chacha? Huai'an, chacha!"

Cheers and laughter came from the National Teacher's Mansion.

The centuries-long night has passed, and the twilight of dawn illuminates the earth.

From then on, there is only forever, no separation.