Brother Donggong

The story took place in the second year after the end of the full text, the seventh year after Wen Zhan ascended the throne, and the second year after Cheng Yiqiao's family returned.Hey, time is merciless, even the youthful and invincible Wen Zhan DD is 26 years old. O(∩_∩)O haha~

At night, a small wind was blowing, and the cabinet was swinging back and forth towards the dead wind lamp outside the door.

At night, the little eunuch on duty of the Supervisor of Ceremonies was ordered to deliver food to the cabinet scholars on duty. As soon as they opened the curtain to enter, they saw Chu Qiangsheng, the chief minister of the cabinet, sitting on the table of the Eight Immortals, eating noodles.

The long-winged black yarn had already been taken off, and it was placed on the side coffee table. He was still wearing the brilliant purple python, and he was eating a large bowl of oily noodles and a large bowl of rough porcelain like a basin. Smell, fragrant.

The little eunuch of the Shangshan Supervisor was wondering, he just delivered the four dishes and one soup according to the order to the minister on duty today. Where did the bowl of vulgar but fragrant oily noodles come from?

They carried the food boxes in and out, neither in nor out.

Chu Qiangsheng saw him, smiled and said, "I'm sorry, little father-in-law, let it go."

The little eunuch thought to himself, don't look at Mr. Chu who is gentle and handsome, thin and has a good appetite, but he is quite edible.Just as I was thinking, before the food box was placed, I heard a person rubbing against the bookshelf outside the curtain. He leaned in front of the table and smelled it, then took a sip of the soup with a spoon, and said tut-tsk, "It's really not easy to say that the dishes in the imperial dining room have not improved at all over the years and are still so bland."

He pouted at the little eunuch, "I said, can't you change a few usable master chefs? After Feng girl got married and gave birth to a baby, her craftsmanship became more and more sparse, and the dishes she cooked were the same as those eaten by monks who chanted scriptures in temples." , light, can fade out of the bird. It looks good and doesn't make you hungry, Lao Chu, you have been eating for so many years, and you haven't been starved to death, you are lucky."

The young eunuch has only been in the palace for only three years. He used to do odd jobs, but later entrusted an old eunuch from his hometown to come home. Second time here for food delivery.He didn't recognize this person, he looked unfamiliar.

The person in front of him has a fair face, light eyebrows, and his eyes are squishy when he smiles, like the lazy cat behind his house that can never wake up. There is a vermilion tear mole under the corner of his left eye.

This person is not the elders of the cabinet, nor is it the few bachelors who often walk around the court room. He does not wear a purple python, but only a dark blue robe, which is not made by the emperor, nor is it a court dress. It's just a common uniform that I usually wear at home. It's really weird for a foreign minister to wear normal uniform in the palace, so the little eunuch couldn't see the way.

The little eunuch thought to himself, where did this guy come from who doesn't know the importance of talking nonsense, and actually said bad things about Feng Xiaosheng, the chef of the imperial dining room, in front of the chief assistant, Master Chu, and was still wearing ordinary clothes, the little eunuch was thinking in his heart.He's about to have a catastrophe.

"What are you secretly scolding me in your heart?"

"what?……"

The little eunuch set the dishes and chopsticks, and suddenly saw the guy who was sitting or eating, resting his elbows on the Eight Immortals table and looking at him with a smile. It looked like a lazy cat that had just woken up found a ball of fluff and stretched it out. The little meat pad teases that fluffy dumpling.

The little eunuch quickly said, "No, no."

"Okay, don't tease him, he is still a child at such an age."

At this time, Chu Xiang who was next to him finished his noodles, and the little eunuch who was waiting on the side hurriedly handed him a hot cloth towel to wipe his hands and face. He got up and said to the little eunuch, "Okay, you go down first."

"Yes."

But the man said, "I only teased him because he was cute, Lao Chu, don't tell me, his appearance reminded me of Cucumber back then, when he first entered the palace, he was also so handsome, and always He lowered his head and spoke in a gentle manner, how is it like now, the whole gangster!"

"Who is speaking ill of me behind my back?"

Before the words were finished, the curtain of the main entrance of the facing room was lifted, and a person came in, wearing a bright red embroidered robe. The little eunuch almost fell to his knees when he saw it.

This is the top figure among the tens of thousands of eunuchs in the harem, the little eunuch is worried, let alone talking face-to-face with the people in charge of ceremonies, even kowtowing to others, he has to kneel before a large number of eunuchs with higher seniority Later, when we met so close today, he subconsciously wanted to kneel, but suddenly he thought, there is a cabinet scholar next to him, so it would be difficult to salute if he kneeled here.

Just as he was hesitating, he heard Huang Zongchang say to him, "All the food is ready? It's cold today, you go back first, I'll let others clean up here later."

The little eunuch quickly bowed his head, said yes, and then withdrew.

Before going out, I heard eunuch Huang say with a rare smile, "I said why my ears are hot today, and my right eyelid keeps twitching. It turns out that a distinguished guest has arrived. The prince has not entered the palace for a long time, and he misses me."

"Oh, it turned out to be a prince."

The little eunuch nodded in his heart, but immediately doubts came again, why doesn't this prince wear Xiulong's robe?Shouldn't princes wear court clothes when they enter the palace? Why did the prince come here wearing ordinary clothes?Isn't he afraid of losing his dignity before the emperor?

That's a big sin.

"Come on, don't do this with me. As the saying goes, the left eye jumps for money and the right eye jumps for disaster. Is it a good word for your right eyelid to jump when I come here? If you dare, I have become a disaster star. Cucumber, why did you come to the cabinet court room?" coming?"

"Today, the old man of Chu Pavilion is on duty, and so are the servants. The old ticket of Chu Pavilion is drafted, and the servants approve the red. Why did the prince come to the palace?"

"Oh, I just returned to Beijing yesterday, and I came to have a look today, but the emperor has been summoning the minister of the Ministry of War at Weiyin, talking about the use of troops in the East China Sea. Later, I heard that Lao Chu was on duty today, so I used his small imperial dining room to do it. I bought a bowl of noodles and sent it to Lao Chu, you see he works hard in the cabinet every day, and your supervisor doesn’t care about it, and if he doesn’t cook something delicious, he’s starved and thin, it’s really distressing to see.”

Chu Qiangsheng interrupted suddenly, "It's done, stop messing around here, the talk with the emperor should be over, you can go now."

"Don't drive me away." The blue-shirted man pulled a chair and sat opposite Chu, "After eating a bowl of noodles, give me an idea. Wen Zhan is not seventeen or eighteen years old, and his mind is full of everything but I don’t think about anything else about that stuff. Tell me, it’s been so many years. Why is it still such a problem? Can’t it be cured? I’m tossing every night, and I’m not allowed to sleep. I'm about to die~~~~~~~~I had a fight with him last month, and now I have time to go to Shandong Taishan to play around. It was really good, the night was much quieter, and I slept more Look, my face has become round. But I can't keep going out like this, I still live in Yongjing for a long time, if I live in Yongjing, I have to go back to Da Nei, Qiangsheng, you have to give I have an idea to cure his problem."

Chu Qiangsheng raised her eyebrows, "I have no idea. Your Majesty is in his prime, and dragon spirit and tiger bone are a blessing to the country."

Huang Congchang came over, with a very obscene smile on his face, he bared his teeth and said, "My lord, please tell me what happened at night carefully, and my servant can give you some advice?"

The man in blue shirt and Chu Qiangsheng looked at the sky at the same time.

After a while, Prime Minister Chu turned his face away, and said in a little surprise, "It turns out that Eunuch Huang, the supervisor of ceremonies, has come, and he is far away to greet him. When did Eunuch Huang come? Why didn't he see you just now?"

Huang Congchang glared at Chu Qiangsheng, crawled on the Eight Immortals' table without speaking, and chewed a spoonful of fish fillets indignantly.

Chu Xiang said again, "My lord, this is a private matter of the Tian family, not something that a courtier should talk about. The weather is getting cold, you should go back."

The man in the blue shirt stood up with drooping ears, "Si Qiangsheng, you ate my noodles for nothing and didn't give me any advice. I won't give you noodles in the future, hum."

The man was about to leave with the bowl in his arms, but Prime Minister Chu coughed and said, "Hey, my lord, you took the wrong bowl. Your bowl is over there. What you took is a decoration from the cabinet Duobaoge, which is the best quality of the wood kiln. There is only one of them in the world, so I ask the prince to show his noble hand and let it go."

"Ah! Chu Qiangsheng, I hate you!!~~~~~~~~~"

The man put down the firewood kiln bowl, lifted the curtain angrily and left.

Huh, the white hair wind is blowing behind him.

Before Cheng Yi returned to the palace, she hid behind the big pillars and watched, but when she saw that the palace door was wide open, Wen Zhan had already returned. He had already bathed and changed, and was wearing comfortable casual clothes and sitting under the eight-treasure glazed lamp to read.Looking at it, without looking up, she said to the pillar where Chengyi was hiding, "Come in, it's cold outside."

"..."

Cheng Yi looked left and right, and then walked over step by step.

Wen Zhan didn't look up, just read the book, his fingers lightly turned a page, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

Chengyi couldn't tell if there was any difference between Wen Zhan when he was the prince and when he was the emperor. Some places seemed to be better, and some places seemed to be worse.For example, his paralyzed face, coupled with his cold temperament, when he was the prince, he used to be ice cubes, but now he is an ice cellar, er, a mild ice cellar at best.

Chengyi was thinking wildly here, Wen Zhan closed the book in his hand, and said with a smile, "Are you hungry? I asked them to cook you a bowl of noodles with sauce and vinegar to keep you from the cold. Have a bowl?"

"Okay."

Cheng Yi nodded quickly, then stretched his neck to look at the book in Wen Zhan's hand.

What is surprising is that the book in Wen Zhan's hand is not a collection of classics and history, but the martial arts storybook "Holding a Sword and Smiling Thousand Mountains" written by Lanling Kongkongzi, the most famous boring wit in the market!

The story is about the heroic deeds of Yin Wangchuan, the king of the Kunlun Holy Cult, who quelled civil strife and regained the Holy Cult.

Cheng Yi suddenly felt a toothache.

Chengyi has lived in the folk for many years. Because there were children who needed to be taken care of at that time, she had to tell stories every day before going to bed.If Cheng Yi could speak the vernacular, the oil in his stomach would dry up after a long time, so when he was making a living, he read all the popular vernacular books he could read.

What he likes to watch most are erotic stories such as "Cherry Lips" and "Willow Eyebrows", but those can't be told to children, so he also reads other stories, such as legends, shocking cases, fairy ghosts and vixen, and martial arts stories. Just look at the writings of Lanling Kongkongzi, because this Kongkongzi seems to admire Yin Wangchuan of Kunlun quite a lot, and all the stories he wrote revolve around Yin Wangchuan's romantic affairs and heroic deeds. Everyone praised.The book of Kong Kongzi's words is almost as expensive as Luoyang paper, and it is hard to find a copy.

Before Chengyi returned to the palace, he instinctively read everything Kong Kongzi said. This "Holding a Sword and Smiling Wanshan Heng" was new, and he hadn't read it before, so he twirled his fingers and flipped through a page, and saw that it said He wrote: "...the teaching king Yin Wangchuan persuaded the desperate young man in front of him to put down his butcher knife. He said: 'People are born by their mothers. It is not easy for you to live. You grew up eating, not drinking northwest wind. When you grow up, if you die under my sword, how many years of food will be wasted in vain. The sage once said that God has the virtue of good life, and he spares his life to save the construction of a thirteen-level pagoda...'"

Then after turning four more pages, the young man was finally moved by Yin Jiaowang's words and wept bitterly. He dropped his knife and knelt down. Discourage the butcher knife.

Cheng Yi 囧.

Wen Zhan said next to him, "I didn't know he still had the ability to persuade people to turn around."

"how is this possible!?"

Cheng Yi yelled, "That guy has no patience at all. When he encountered such a thing, he killed someone directly. For him, it is much easier for him to draw a sword than to let him speak."

"That's right." His Majesty the young emperor said softly, "Chengyi, you miss him very much."

Cheng Yi leaned her elbows on the table and ate peanuts. Hearing this, she scratched her hair, "It's okay, he's not easy to be remembered, and he's not easy to be forgotten. Anyway, he's a strange guy."

Wen Zhan didn't like Yin Wangchuan. For so many years, he just didn't like him. He thought that in the next few decades, he would have no reason to like Yin Wangchuan, so he didn't continue to talk about it. He said Other, "Is Tarzan fun?"

Chengyi quarreled with him, and ran out of Yongjing to play by herself. He originally wanted to send Tiqi to protect him secretly, but later Chengyi flew a pigeon legend, saying that Yongjia Zhouxi was the one who went to play with him, eating and clothing along the way The expenses are all there, and it is very safe, so he told Wen Zhan to leave it alone.Thinking that Cheng Yi didn't like him and sent people to watch secretly, the emperor simply withdrew all the secret agents and shadow guards, and only waited for Cheng Yi to come back.

No, Chengyi had enough of eating, drinking and having fun, she just returned to Yongjing yesterday, first she went to her own small courtyard to have a good sleep, and today she entered the palace.

"It's fun, it's fun. I don't know if you don't come to Shandong. It's really not easy to be a civil servant in Shandong. If you don't have two brushes, you can't cover it. There are famous articles handed down by a group of people such as the Spring and Autumn and Warring States, and the great talents of the former dynasty. There are Yanshenggong Confucian Mansion is overwhelmed by Mount Tai, and there are a few students who are thriving. Hey, it’s hard to be illiterate among the literati. Wen Zhan, you don’t know, the people there are very funny. They eat fermented soybeans and fried sea oysters all day long , stir-fried sea oysters with leeks, fried sea oysters with black beans and leeks, and what else, you must not know, the current Shandong general soldier Peng Dachi was born as a military Jinshi, and he would have written the word "Peng Dachi" originally, no, he There is also a collection of poems written about 'the pot is often boiled in Baotu Spring, but the steamed buns cannot be steamed', which is more talented than me, haha."

Seeing Cheng Yi smiling happily, Wen Zhan also smiled lightly.

He didn't speak.

In fact, he knows what Chengyi said. Tiqi is all over the world. As long as he wants to know what officials above the third rank in the imperial court think about and do every day, he can get a secret report the next day.At that time, when the poetry anthology of Shandong General Soldier, Tiqi's secret report, and Peng Dachi's own mansion report were presented to him together, he read it carefully for the first time, and even picked out twenty or so typos for Peng Dachi, so that He continued to study hard.

No matter how ridiculous the appearance is, when a general is guarding Shandong, he does not drink flower wine, go to the theater or casino, and read every day, which is a good thing.

He was thinking about it when Chengyi suddenly asked him, "Wen Zhan, let's go to Mount Tai to play together someday."

Wen Zhan was taken aback.

He used to think that the only reason for him to go to Mount Tai was that, as the emperor, he was entrusted with the order of the heavens and enshrined in Mount Tai.

But judging from the current situation, I am afraid that there will never be such a day.

The emperors who can go to Mount Tai to enshrine Zen are all unborn heroes, whose martial arts and martial arts are outstanding in the past. Such people are generally lunatics.

His father's 40 years of great achievements were paid for by the pain of arrows piercing his heart.

Wen Zhan couldn't help thinking to himself that everything is fair in this world.A man, whether he is a scholar, farmer, businessman, peddler, or a prince or general, as long as he has a happy family, he will probably not be able to do much. He can only think about a cow on a [-]-acre land, and his children and wives are hot on the kang.

He looked at Chengyi next to him again.

Judging from my own thoughts of only being tired of being with Chengyi every day, it won't be long before I might be able to degenerate into "from now on the king will not go to court early", let alone go to Taishan to enshrine Zen, and those who don't let Yushitai It's not bad for the bird speaker to scold him to death.

However, why is such a depravity so satisfying?

When the hot noodles came, Cheng Yi picked and picked as usual, put all the shredded ginger in her bowl into Wen Zhan's bowl, and then quietly took the bowl to eat the noodles.

He is still lobbying Wen Zhan, "Let's go, Taishan is fun, I know the way to Tai'an, we don't bring willow sprouts and cucumbers, they are an eyesore, just the two of us. Don't look at me like that, I I'll take good care of you, I'm doing laundry, cooking and making shoe soles, I can do everything, if it's home cooking, that girl Feng Xiaosheng can't compare to me."

After finishing speaking, he patted his chest very loyally, "It's okay, hang out with me, I won't starve you."

Now Chengyi cooks good dishes, chicken, duck and fish, regardless of whether there is a trace or a lump of sad blood on their necks, he can kill them all.While adding the seasoning neatly, he said, "What is this? When I was in the Taihang Mountains, I even ate raw voles."

When he said this, his eyes narrowed with a smile, like a lazy cat that hasn't woken up.

Rather, what he said made everyone feel so sad that they almost cried. It wasn't until their heartless group was fed by Chengyi's grilled fish that their heartache was slowly dissipated.

Chengyi learned how to grill fish from the old fishermen at the Tatu River at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains. The people there are all from Gaochang, with glazed eyes and curly hair. They drink sweet sour kumiss and sing People in the Central Plains can't understand, but feel sad songs.

Wen Zhan knew why he was there, even though he never talked about it.

He sent Princess Ayla's ashes to be buried in Tianshan.

Many people, who have been burdened with sin and guilt for so many years, will eventually return to ashes and ashes to ashes.

Wen Zhan has never been to Tianshan Mountain, but he knows that this country that was wiped out by the decree from the Weiyin Palace is actually very beautiful.There are sweet grapes and melons and fruits, the golden Gobi Desert, and the eternal Tianshan Mountains and a pool of snow water flowing forever.

Chengyi didn't know what he was thinking.

He was racking his brains thinking about the various benefits of Tai'an in Shandong, and he didn't wake up until Wen Zhan hugged him to bed, so he blinked immediately, grabbed the quilt with both hands, and rolled into the big bed.

He turned his head secretly, like a mouse coming out of a cave, and looked at Wen Zhan secretly, "Finish first, let me sleep tonight, you can't do it."

Wen Zhan smiled and nodded, "Okay."

However, there is a huge question in Chengyi's head, so easy to talk?

He looked at Wen Zhan again, as if he had finally decided that he should be 'safe' tonight, and immediately became happy.He stretched comfortably, and started rolling all over the bed like a gopher, only meowing a few times in celebration.

The young emperor sat on the edge of the bed and undressed, with a faint wry smile on his lips.

It wasn't until he pulled the quilt and lay down that the people on the other side of the bed became quiet.When he closed his eyes, he felt Cheng Yi gently crawling over, rubbed against his face, then kissed his cheek, then rolled over and went to sleep.By the way, before Chengyi lay down, he pulled all the quilts that were originally placed on the other side of the bed, and piled them up between the two of them, as if building a high wall. This made the emperor really dumbfounded, but he didn't care. Wrapped in a quilt, I fell asleep soundly.

Wen Zhan's life is not so good, he can't sleep, this problem has been for many years.

He couldn't sleep when Chengyi was not around, he always felt that Chengyi would come back suddenly, and he appeared outside the hall, wet all over, thin and thin, as if he had suffered a lot, which made him nervous, but when Chengyi came back, He still can't fall asleep, he will wake up several times a night, always reaching out to pull the people around him to see if he is real, he always has nightmares, it seems that the people around him are a false image, he is in a dream Every time after waking up from the dream, the people around me are just a ridiculous comfort for myself.

Fortunately, Chengyi has already returned.

He didn't know that he was real only when he held him in his arms.

Cheng Yi was very depressed.

Wrapped in the quilt, he rolled left and right, but for some reason, he just couldn't fall asleep.Finally he crawled out of the quilt, lay down on the 'quilt wall' he built himself, and looked out. Wen Zhan lay down in the same posture as old Cui's dead body, with the quilt pressed against his chest, breathing lightly. with.

Wen Zhan was lucky to sleep so soundly.

Cheng Yi scratched her hair and climbed on the 'quilt wall' with her chin on the soft and thick quilt, like a lazy cat whose mouth had been snatched away.

Can't sleep!

Can't sleep! !

How can I not sleep! !

By the way, there is another difference between the emperor Wen Zhan and the crown prince Wen Zhan. His Majesty the emperor is not that sharp, not that sharp. He is more and more like a mountain...and a stove.

……

Uh.

I really want... I really want to hug him...

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