Difficult for a son-in-law

The winter in the imperial capital is really cold.

Ming Zhan put five or six Mrs. Tang under the quilt, and pressed the three quilts on his body. He almost died before he felt warm.

There are only three places for the legendary earth dragon in the entire emperor, the Palace of Compassion, the Palace of the Emperor, and the Palace of Empress Kunning.The others divided the charcoal according to the rules, set up a fire cage in the house, and heated the kang.

Ming Zhan had never spent the winter in Beidi. When a heavy snow fell, he sent someone to the school to ask for leave. He refused to go to school to suffer from the cold, and spent every day in the house.

Feng Jingqian hadn't seen Ming Zhan's classwork for a few days, so he couldn't help asking about it. When he learned that Ming Zhan had asked for leave, he asked Feng Cheng, "Has the Pomegranate Academy ever announced an imperial physician?"

Feng Cheng said, "Not really." He has always paid attention to the affairs of the Pomegranate Yard.

I haven't seen Ming Zhan for some days, and Feng Jingqian still misses it a little. In the afternoon, he has nothing to do with important political matters, so he said, "I'll see him, don't order someone to pass it on in advance." The emperor also has bad tastes, so he thought Go secretly and see what Ming Zhan is doing?

The snow outside has not yet melted, and the sky is still cloudy.

Feng Jingqian was dressed in black fox fur, and sat on a chariot. The red tiles and red walls along the way were covered with snow, and the heaven and earth were holy.

The door of the pomegranate courtyard is lightly closed.

Feng Cheng stepped forward and pushed it away, and there was no one in the courtyard, only a winding path was swept out, leading away from the courtyard gate.Feng Jingqian supported Feng Cheng's hand and walked inside.In the main courtyard, under the pomegranate tree, two half-person-high snowmen were piled up, with round heads and round bodies, two pieces of coke for eyes, and carrots for noses.Feng Jingqian thought it was strange and cute, and said with a smile, "It's like a master."

Pushing open the door of the main room, the footsteps startled the maids inside, Biyue came out to take a look, scared half of her life, and hastily knelt down to salute, "Long live the emperor, my servant pays respects to the emperor."

"Get up, where is your master?"

Feng Cheng raised the red felt curtain, Feng Jing walked in casually, Qing Feng also bowed to salute, Ming Zhan poked half of his head out from the kang, he, he was under the quilt.

Feng Jing went over to sit on Kang Yan'er, and asked with concern, "What's the matter, but it's not comfortable?" He said and touched Ming Zhan's forehead, it wasn't hot.

Ming Zhan shook his head. He saw that the weather was not good, so he got up without any clothes on at all, and spent the whole day under the covers.Seeing that Feng Jingqian had come, he shook his head shyly.

Feng Jing took a closer look, Ming Zhan's face was puffy with powder, his eyes were lively, he didn't look like someone who was sick, so he felt relieved.Untied the fox fur and handed it to Feng Cheng, and said, "I heard that you didn't go to school for several days, I thought you were sick, so I came to see you."

Ming Zhan thought, if the emperor cares about him so much, he must thank him.Stretching out his arm to write, he has a problem, he sleeps naked all the time, this one fat arm is stretched out, suddenly feel the cold wind pouring into the bed, Ming Zhan shrinks his neck, immediately "whoosh", the arm retracted bed.

With those white and tender arms, Feng Jingqian thought he was dazzled, and said in surprise, "Are you still awake? Or did you go to bed early?"

Ming Zhan stretched out a hand from the side of the quilt to beckon, Feng Jingqian stretched out his hand, Ming Zhan stretched out a fat finger and wrote, "It's too cold, you will be frozen when you go out."

Feng Jingqian has never seen such a lazy person since he was born, and pointed at Ming Zhan, not knowing what to say.After a while, he said angrily, "It's blue and white, but because of the cold weather, you don't even read books, and you lie on the kang all day long, look at your talents! Get up! What are you afraid of, you go and raise some charcoal basins! "

Qingfeng Biyue was busy, Ming Zhan went straight to hide under the bed, more and more refused to show his head, refused to get up.

Feng Jinggan stretched his hand into Ming Zhan's bed, and then touched it, feeling a handful of soft and greasy flesh, thinking that this kid is not bad, he said coldly, "I want to expose The quilt is gone! Count to three, if you don’t make it up again, go outside and get naked, and watch to freeze the roots of your descendants!”

you are vicious!

Ming Zhan gritted his teeth, got his head out of the chicken coop, pouted and pointed to the clothes baked on the warm cage.

Feng Jingqian snorted hard, got up and hugged Ming Zhan.Ming Zhan found out the big trousers first, and even smelled it, it smelled strange.

It made Feng Jing disgusting enough.

Ming Zhan put on his underwear under the quilt before he got out, put on the little cotton trousers and cotton jacket inside, and sat on the kang to put on socks.His feet are small, fat, and fleshy, and his nails are light pink, shiny like crystal flakes, making people want to bite when they see them.

Feng Jingqian couldn't hold back, glanced a few more times, and taught in a cold voice, "I just realized today that there are lazy people like you in the world. I don't go to school because I'm afraid of the cold, and I don't even get out of bed. Yes! Back then, when your father and king practiced martial arts, they started at five o’clock every day, and there was no rest day in the severe winter and scorching heat. Going further, when Emperor Taizu was fighting in the mountains and rivers, he lacked clothing and food, and in winter he was only wrapped in two layers of linen. Conquer the imperial capital as usual. If everyone is like you, how can we have the eternal foundation of our Dafeng Dynasty!"

Ming Zhan added a slightly larger lake blue forged gown over his small jacket, a fox fur vest, a mink down gown, and a lynx fur crane cloak.Feng Jingqian was very worried about Ming Zhan's ability to move, and told Feng Cheng, "Add five hundred catties of silver frost charcoal to the order of the pomegranate courtyard."

Ming Zhan waved his bow and thanked him.

Feng Jing sighed dryly, "Forget it, look at your attire, how can you ride a horse or shoot an arrow? From now on, your martial arts class will be suspended, but you still have to continue reading, and then I will let you know what you are doing in broad daylight. You just took off your clothes and went out to stand, and called your brothers and sisters to come and see Xiyang Jinger, to see if you know how embarrassing you are!"

Ming Zhan pouted, turned around and dug out a hand stove from under the quilt and stuffed it for Feng Jingqian.

Feng Jingqian thought it was funny, and handed it back to Ming Zhan, "I'm not cold, you can do it."

Ming Zhan dug out another one, held it by himself, and pulled Feng Jingqian to sit on the couch next to the smoked cage, where it was warm.

Qingfeng Biyue raised two more charcoal basins, made boiling hot tea, and placed fruits.

Feng Jingqian thought that Ming Zhan was lazy, cute and funny, and said with a smile, "Princess Fuchang thinks that her wedding day is coming soon, so she wants to discuss with you how to arrange it?"

Ming Zhan wrote in Feng Jinggan's palm, "I heard that the reason why Du Rulan wanted to marry my eldest sister was because she couldn't wait for my eldest sister to tell me to take that woman and his eldest son back to Du's house. .Look, how clever his calculations are."

"A servant, just dispose of it, it's so long-winded."

Ming Zhan shook his head, "Big sister is going to marry into the Du family. If that woman dies, the living will never be able to compete with the dead. How will my big sister live? Is it just a husband and wife? I think Postponing the wedding date, the eldest sister is only 16 years old, she just got a chisel, and it will not be too late to get married in the twelfth lunar month of next year."

"Could it be that Du Rulan will give up on that woman next year? His woman's son is in your hands, and he will definitely miss it."

"Give me a little time, I have a way to make him give up."

"Forget it. It's up to you." Referring to a bad marriage, he had to show that his position was in favor of the Zhennan Palace.

Looking at Ming Zhan who huddled into a ball holding the stove, he thought to himself, it's strange that he had to get up and spend all day incubating under the blanket.

Feng Jing rubbed his hands dryly, and Ming Zhan took his hand and wrote, "I want to eat hot pot tonight, let uncle eat it together. I'll bring wine to uncle."

He also knew that the invitation was almost too good to be true, Feng Jing was so funny, he deliberately kept Ming Zhan silent.Ming Zhan thought for a while and then wrote, "It won't delay your finding your concubine at night."

"You know shit!"