major general

In the deep palace, Yan Zhou was walking in the long alley with a glazed lamp.

It's been a long time since I went to the House of Internal Affairs today, and his master is careful, waiting for him to have dinner with him every time.

Great honor.

Yan Zhou thought to himself, everyone said that Emperor Wen loved the eunuch Jiang Yurong extremely, but they didn't see His Highness.

The right way is going to make a big circle, Yan Zhou thought for a while holding the glazed lamp, then pursed his lips and walked towards the imperial garden.

There is a small path on the side of the imperial garden, which Uncle Yan told him before.

The trail was originally made of water from the moat, and the ravine was made deeper when it rained.A very favored concubine of Emperor Wen drowned here.

Everyone in the palace said that the concubine was just pregnant with the prince, and the queen sent someone to assassinate her because she was afraid that she would be favored and take away her position.

Emperor Wen was furious, but he didn't do anything to his queen. Instead, he filled the ditch and planted a tuberose.

But since then, not many people in the palace dared to go there.

I was afraid that Emperor Zhaowen would not like it, and I was also afraid of encountering something unclean.

It is said that a woman who died unexpectedly has the most yin energy, let alone pregnant with Lin'er.

Yan Zhou didn't believe in these monsters, so he walked forward quickly.

The bustling imperial garden during the day is similar to the cemetery at night.There are branches and bushes everywhere, and the flowers are not blooming, and the wind is rustling, as if talking about something.

The branches that had been brittle in the sun snapped and broke.

Yan Zhou paused and held his breath.

"What are you hiding? There's no one here!"

"What's more, didn't you agree? Wait until I go out to visit relatives...why are you in such a hurry?"

"Aren't you so eager to hook me?"

As the two talked, they let out ambiguous gasps.

The man had a hoarse voice, as if he had slapped someone, and said, "Shh—kneel down, keep your voice down."

Yan Zhou didn't dare to vent his breath, he quietly blew out the glazed lamp, huddled behind the tuberose tree, and clasped his fingers on the bark of the tree.

The moonlight gradually brightened, and the dark clouds dispersed quickly.

The man and woman who cheated were more afraid of the disappearance of the moonlight than he was, so they broke up after a hasty mess.

Yan Zhou's back was covered in cold sweat, which made him almost unable to sit upright.

That man's voice is what he often hears, the frivolous prodigal son, the one who lives in the East Palace.

And women...

Yan Zhouqiang pulled himself together, came out from under the tree, looked at the obvious trampled place in the grass, and picked up a string of red beads.

The place where the third-class eunuch lives has a separate small side room. Yan Zhou returned to his place and was taken aback by Yan Bo.

Yan Bo was picking up his clothes, and said, "What's wrong? His face is so pale."

Yan Zhou wiped away the sweat from his face and said, "It's nothing... By the way, Your Highness..."

"I've finished my meal." Uncle Yan poured him a cup of hot tea and said, "Wait and wait until you haven't returned, and I'll persuade him to use it first."

Yan Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good."

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and when they were about to fall asleep, Uncle Yan heard Yan Zhou ask: "Godfather, is there a special rule for the jewelry of concubines in the palace?"

"It's natural. Concubines of different grades get different jewelry..." Yan Bo said, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Chuan'er, you will take a rest in a few days. Godfather has something to say." tell you."

"I know godfather."

Yan Zhou squeezed the quilt tightly, and stuffed the red bead bracelet under his pillow.

There was a war on the South Bank, and there was heavy thunder and little rain, and the Japanese pirates were defeated in just half a month.

Wen Le sat on the bed and read the family letter sent by Wen Changzheng. When he saw the last sentence, he pulled Fu Xiaoyu and said, "Look——"

[...Everything is fine, don't read.Lele is not allowed to bully Xiaoyu anymore. 】

The last sentence is obviously not Wen Changzheng's wild handwriting, but the graceful lower case characters.

Wen Le pursed her lips, looked at Fu Xiaoyu in a good mood, snorted softly, and said, "Peacock essence."

"What did you call me?"

"Peacock spirit!" Wen Le counted with his fingers, "Because of your good looks, you go around flirting with women, wishing to open your screen to let everyone know that you are good at everything..."

Fu Xiaoyu laughed angrily, and asked, "Are you hurting me or praising me?"

Wen Le stopped talking, put on his waist belt, and said, "I'll go to Zhang Lie's place to have a look."

"Okay, then shall I come to pick you up?"

"If you bring the five-spice sauce chicken from Cuiyulou, I can consider being picked up by you."

"What if I don't bring it?"

"Then I'll be staying at Zhang Lie's place today!"

After Wen Le finished speaking, he slipped away, jumped over the wall, only heard the sharp whistle, and the big Mao Mao who was eating carrots in the backyard snorted and ran out.

One person and one horse disappeared at the corner of the street.

Fu Xiaoyu sighed together with the hidden guard hiding in the dark.

Running really fast.

Zhang Lie's other courtyard is not far from Jinlin City, but in order to protect the charm of his golden house, he was placed at least far away from the residence of the Minister of the Household Department.

The snow has melted, and spring is slowly coming.The fields are full of farmers who are working, planting seedlings and fertilizing their buttocks, facing the loess and back to the sky.

Wen Le placed Da Maomao under the tree, jumped into Zhang Lie's courtyard with a leap of the branches.

At this point, both Zhang Lie and Fu Xiaoyu had to go to court, and there should be no one else in the courtyard.

Wen Le was thinking about it, when he walked to a secluded rockery, he noticed a strange fluctuation.As soon as his leg stepped on the wall, the knife skipped over his waist abruptly, making a dazzling mark on the wall.

"Stop, stop, don't even know the original master?"

Cong Taoguang withdrew his knife and said with a smile: "Master!! Why is it you? I haven't seen you for a while, you are running so fast, you are almost catching up with Lord Jijiu."

Wen Le was so boastful that he hummed, and asked shyly, "Has Zhang Lie gone to court?"

"Yes, I stayed here yesterday. I was afraid of being late, so I left early."

"Then Yu'er is here too?" Seeing Cong Taoguang's constipated expression, Wen Le blinked and said, "I'll look for it myself."

"Hey! Master!"

Wen Le's Qinggong was more agile than Cong Taoguang's. He slipped away by stepping on the wall, and accidentally broke off a branch of a camellia tree.

Landing outside an extremely secluded courtyard, Wen Le pushed the door open and entered, smelling the faint aroma of wine inside the house.

"You're back?"

The person on the bed only showed half of his arm, and opened the curtain.

They are all men, but they used the peach pink bed curtain, which made the man's skin fair, like that jelly.

Bunle swallowed, and took a step back.

The man seemed to have sensed something was wrong, he pulled up the curtain and said, "Who are you?"

This voice is familiar.

Wen Le pursed her lips and asked hesitantly, "Yu'er?"

"Bunraku!"

The curtain was pulled open by someone, and when the person came out, his upper body clothes were not fastened, and he threw himself on Wen Le in obscene trousers.

Wen Le was afraid that he would fall while stepping on the complicated clothes on the ground, so he quickly reached out to help him.

Cong Taoguang came in and saw such a scene, and hurried out covering his eyes.

"You're finally back!" Sun Yu'er said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I saw you, and I thought you were wild and didn't like me anymore!"

"Where did you say that? You and Zhang Lie don't know who I am. I'm so busy these days that I don't care about you."

Sun Yu'er was still the same as before, she could be coaxed with a few words, and she agreed with a smile.

He used to be chubby, like a little doll in a New Year picture.Later, because of Zhang Lie's affairs, she lost weight, which made people feel distressed.

These days should be better again, people are getting fatter again, not as thin as a bamboo pole as before, and they will fall down when the wind blows.His face was full of flesh, and it was very white and tender, like a young man who didn't know much about the world.

As soon as Wen Le lowered his head, he saw the red marks on Sun Yu'er's neck.

He is more familiar with that stuff than anyone else, and now Fu Xiaoyu has left a lot in her waist and abdomen.

When Sun Yu'er saw him, she remembered that she hadn't put on her clothes yet, so she fastened her obscene clothes with a blushing face.

"This is......"

Sun Yu'er twisted the hem, picked up a coat from the ground and put it on. The coat was obviously not his, and the sleeves were too long.

Wen Le understood everything now, clicked his tongue twice, and said, "Good guy, you and Zhang Lie are really fast."

Since Zhang Lie came back and was promoted to the position of Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, his official career has been prosperous, and he has won the emperor's favor several times, and then found a vacancy to be promoted to Minister of the Ministry of Rites.

It's not to blame for anything else. Now that the crown prince and several princes have reached their age, it's time for those who entered the court to enter the court and the fiefs of the fiefs to start to grow their wings.

When Zhang Lie was not an official, he was once an aide to the Third Prince.This can be regarded as a small stain, but anyone who intends to fight for the position is unwilling to get along with him.

Now that Emperor Wen is getting older day by day, he has a tighter grip on the power in his hands.In addition to Jiang Yu and Fu Xiaoyu, he also needs to cultivate his own independent forces.

Zhang Lie, as a person whom the right minister dislikes and the prince dislikes, plus he does have some ability, with the help of Emperor Wen, he climbed all the way, faster than the previous Fu Xiaoyu.

Only now did the prince's aides think about flattering them. They were all thinking about the new star in the future, but they forgot that the person sitting on the dragon chair is the one who decides what is going on inside and outside.

Sun Yu'er and her father made an excuse to say that she was painting in Yushuyuan, and she sneaked back to Jinlin by herself, and stayed with Zhang Lie Riri.

Unlike Wen Le, Sun Yu'er has been in love with Zhang Lie since he was a child, and he is extremely dependent on him.

Even more so since living together.

Zhang Lie's lineage broke off with Youcheng Zhang Kui, and now his rank in the court is higher than his own father, and he is also the master of the family, so he is not afraid of anything.

He had already made up his mind that if the two families knew about it, like Fu Xiaoyu and Wen Le did, he would ask Emperor Wen for a grace to marry them.

Speaking of Zhang Lie's plan, Sun Yu'er blushed and smiled happily.

Wen Le looked at him, but couldn't help but feel envious.

If I can ignore it and stay with Fu Xiaoyu all day long, that's fine too.

In the evening, a servant came outside and handed in a fragrant basket.

Wen Le opened it to see that there was five-spice sauce chicken inside, the bones were stewed so crispy that it could be crushed when bitten.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Sun Yu'er followed his hurried steps and walked out.

"Don't eat." Wen Le said, just after walking out of the courtyard, he turned around and patted Sun Yu'er's head, and said, "Do you know who to call if you have anything to do?"

Sun Yu'er couldn't help laughing, she bent her eyes and said, "I know!"

Obviously he is the oldest one, but he is always protected by them.

Sun Yu'er took two steps forward, watched Wen Le leave the courtyard gate, and galloped into the sedan chair with lotus leaf bags hanging at the four corners.