The Lord God of Quick Wear Self-Saving Action

In the imperial study room, there was a bang—the emperor slammed the lid of the teacup in his hand.

Kang Shun shrunk his neck, "Long live, do you want me to change a pot of water?" Kang Shun glanced at the memorials piled up on the table. There have been a lot of chores in the past two years, and the body of Long Live is getting better every year. Worse.

"Floods have always occurred here in the south of the Yangtze River for two years. The prince asked to share your worries more than once. Kang Shun, do you think I am really old? The sons around me are clamoring to share your worries. Ministers They all stood behind the princes." The gray-haired emperor picked up a vermilion pen to review the memorial, and spoke with a calm expression between his brows.

"This..." How dare a eunuch intervene in this kind of thing, Kang Shun bent over and stood behind the emperor, he dared not say some words.

"But it's okay to say." The emperor sneered, and threw the paperwork that had just been approved aside.

"Long live...Of course it will always be long live." After Kang Shun thought about it, he glanced at the emperor and felt very nervous.

The emperor smiled, making people unable to tell whether he was happy or angry, "That's right, I'm the emperor every day I'm in power." His tone paused, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "However, since the crown prince wants to go with his uncle to gradually become famous in the world, it's not easy. Just let him go, the son's wings will harden when he grows up, and he has an idea in his heart."

Oops... Kang Shun sighed in his heart, and persuaded him: "Long live, calm down, where can the little prince go to the Jiangnan where starvation is everywhere, what if he gets sick?"

The emperor raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips, and smiled: "If you are sick, you will be sick. Yao Shangshu may let this grandson die in a foreign land? In the future, he will still count on the prince to take care of him!" The prince is not only a descendant of the royal family, but also a The grandson of the Yao family.Since ancient times, there is a saying that "a man who attains Taoism ascends to heaven", one day the Crown Prince wins the throne, the Yao family will probably be unparalleled in honor and favor, these things are like a mirror in his eyes.

"My Ah Wan is the most obedient. If you want him to get married, you can get married. If you don't hold power, you don't hold power." Thinking of this child, the emperor smiled, quite a bit of the kindness of a father.

A few days later, the prince and Yao Shangshu went to Jiangnan together.The prince rode his horse and looked south, his eyes bright and high-spirited.

In the past two years, floods in the south of the Yangtze River have submerged many crops, and the people in the south of the Yangtze River have almost lost their harvest.Several counties issued arrest warrants at the same time, and the people became gangsters when they were hungry. At first, they robbed the surrounding people, then they robbed the homes of small rich people, and then they were rich businessmen, Confucian scholars and officials... Yang Liuyiyi's Jiangnan has become chaotic, and beggars and robbers can be seen everywhere.

This is both a catastrophe and an opportunity. Although the crown prince is the crown prince of the Kingdom of Wei, not everyone knows him. Frankly speaking, few people know him except the middle and upper class and those who have studied and become officials.This is very unfavorable to him. Today, the holy majesty became famous in the frontier battle, and many people enshrined him as a god at home.In order to keep the house safe and the business prosperous.

As for the prince, although he is not young anymore, he usually only has a few compliments from the courtiers about being smart and studious.Because of his young age, the emperor did not give him an official position, and he himself did not gain any special reputation for talent and learning.

The sound of horseshoes gradually faded away, dust rose and fell, and a team carried silver and rice grains to the precarious Jiangnan...

Looking into the distance, He Yunzheng's eyes were a little confused, "A Wan said the prince went to the south of the Yangtze River?" He Yunzheng asked Gu Yucheng who was behind him.

It was probably during this time in the previous life. The prince handed over a memorial and expressed his desire to accompany the south of the Yangtze River to share his worries, and the emperor agreed.But unexpectedly, there will be not only hunger and floods in Jiangnan, but also heavy rain and mudslides that may fall at any time... Did the prince who grew up in the golden cage underestimate the disaster? Did the emperor know it and what did he think? He Yunzheng didn't speculate too much.

In any case, as long as the result is what he wants, then ignore the process if you can't enjoy it.

"Yes." Gu Yucheng tightened his arms, fixed He Yunzheng in his arms, and leaned on his shoulder.He Yunzheng's back was leaning against Gu Yucheng's chest, and the two of them were sitting beside the lotus pond, the sun was warm, and occasionally a cool breeze blew.The temperature on Gu Yucheng's body is cold now, and the mist is full of changes. Gu Yucheng's body is warm in winter and cool in summer, and He Yunzheng is very comfortable to lean against.

"It's raining a lot over there. If you want to see the scenery, I'm afraid it's not a good time." Gu Yucheng suddenly remembered that He Yunzheng and Zhao Chengping used to be friends, "Do you want to go and see the prince?"

He Yunzheng lowered his eyes lazily, and shook his head after a while. After a while, he knew that the prince would not die.

"No, I don't want to go." He turned around and asked, "When are we going to Xingshan? Otherwise, Taoxianren will be urging people again in a few days." Taoxianren is Gu Yucheng's senior brother, and he is also practicing in Xingshan.However, he has no interest in practicing. He looks like an 80-year-old man with white hair and long beard.The appearance of most practitioners has some connection with their practice, and Tao Xianren's appearance is a symbol that he will not live for many years.

"It's my master who is about to celebrate his [-]-year-old birthday. He is thinking about the two altars of wine I brewed, but I can't give them to him." Gu Yucheng squinted his eyes, looked at He Yunzheng's eyelashes and explained: "That wine is called my daughter's wine. Red, but now it is called Zhuangyuanhong, and we will take it out when we get married." Gu Yucheng's breath gradually approached, and finally he placed a light kiss on He Yunzheng's lips, which lasted for a long time, and the two breathed together.

He Yunzheng stretched out his hand and pulled Gu Yucheng's face, opened his mouth to lightly bite the other's lip, and swallowed it slowly.Gu Yucheng's eyes flashed a bit of a smile, and he took advantage of the opportunity to get closer to He Yunzheng, deepening the kiss.

In the clear sky and daylight, mist gradually began to rise by the lake, and soon there was the sound of rustling clothes, and there seemed to be a hoarse urging sound in the few forbearable moans... If someone stood outside the mist and looked carefully, maybe they could see Until white and black are intertwined, the white is the body of two people, and the black is the hair of two people.

"Hmm... the same heart knot... is about to fall into the lake... don't bite... your ears..." He Yunzheng stretched out his leg and kicked Gu Yucheng, Gu Yucheng bowed his head and replied, "I brought it up." Everything about you is mine, The same goes for three years of hair.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the concentric knot returned to the two people's sides.Gu Yucheng knew the saying that mortals have parents whose body, hair and skin are affected, and he had never cut He Yunzheng's hair by hand, leaving a few strands when he tied his hair every day.He combed He Yunzheng's hair for three years and formed this sympathetic knot.The husband and wife are of the same heart, and they tie it to He Yunzheng, which is the proof that they are of the same heart.

Always feeling a little restless, He Zhilan habitually reached out to touch the belt of her waist purse, but unexpectedly, she reached out and touched nothing.She stopped in place, frowned, and turned around to walk back.

The maid following behind was also startled by He Zhilan's actions, she asked carefully: "Miss, what is missing?" After saying this, she was a little nervous, if it was before, she would have stepped forward and asked carefully.But in the past two years, the young lady has become much stricter, and she is not willing to sleep and eat at the same table as before, and even stretches out her hand to keep her away.

"My purse is missing, help me find it." He Zhilan scanned the road in the garden. She had just gone to greet her mother. When she came back, she passed by the garden and thought that the gazebo here would be cooler. Cool, I didn't expect to find something missing as soon as I stretched out my hand.

The little maid also remembered that purse, which was embroidered by the young lady herself three years ago. At that time, He Zhilan's craftsmanship was very average, and the embroidered things were only eye-catching.That pouch was the best thing she embroidered, and it was also He Zhilan's most important thing. It never left her body during the day, and it was put next to the pillow at night.Once, the laundry woman in the mansion mistakenly took away the purse and clothes, and He Zhilan went to get the things back in person.Unexpectedly, it was lost today, so the servant girl rushed to help find it together.

After searching the whole way back and forth, He Zhilan's mood could be said to be restless, and she was almost at her mother's yard. He Zhilan saw the shadow of the old man in white clothes, who seemed to be holding something in his hand.The pale pink ribbon was hanging down from between the fingers, which looked like hers. He Zhilan strode forward, and the little maid followed behind He Zhilan with her head bowed.

"Master Daoist", He Zhilan greeted the old Taoist with a smile. In the past two years, she has not eaten less of the other party's soup, which really took a lot of thought.

The old Taoist looked at the girl in front of him and said, "Mrs. He asked me to look at the things in the house to see if there is anything unusual. This is my skill in the house. I didn't expect that I would drive out two little devils."

"Then my mother?" He Zhilan turned her eyes away from the opponent's palm, unable to hide her worry.

The old Taoist smiled, and stroked his beard with one hand, "Ma'am, it's okay. Those two little devils were discovered before they could do anything. It's fortunate that your father was the number one scholar back then. This house has been around for so long There is also a kind of clean air..."

It turned out to be a false alarm, He Zhilan glanced at the Taoist priest's hand, looked at the pink ribbon and said, "Taoist priest, what is this?"

The old man smiled and opened his palms. Inside was a thin ribbon, very similar to the one he tied on his purse two days ago.

Seeing He Zhilan's puzzled expression, the old Taoist explained: "This little ghost is relying on this ribbon to live in this imposing mansion."

He was born to be a magic stick for several years, and when he ate and drank like a hooligan, he was somewhat at ease like a Living Buddha Ji Gong.He Zhilan couldn't tell whether this sentence was true or not, thinking that the monks would not lie, He Zhilan saluted, "Let's take my leave first."

After the person left, the smile on the old man's face disappeared, and he raised the hand he had just put down again.In the palm of his big hand lay the purse that He Zhilan lost not long ago, and the pink ribbon was tied on top of the white purse embroidered with orchids.Where is the shelter of some little devil!

The old man didn't lie just now, but he actually helped the prime minister's wife look around the house, and he also caught two little devils by the way.But the two little ghosts were strangled to death by him with one hand just after they reached his palm, and the sojourner was thrown into the brazier and burned to ashes.