His Majesty And Ministers

Old City Lord Le never showed up. Before Le Zhenghuan came to Beijing, he entrusted everything to his only son and his subordinates. He was alone, clean, and he didn't know where he went.

Le family's martial arts and Daxueshan swordsmanship are incompatible, Lin Qiqi seriously injured Le Zhenghuan, but was also expected by Lin Hangyu, the heart sword was shattered, almost dying, but the person she was waiting for did not come.

She walked to Xiaoyixuan, and every time she said a word, she spit out a mouthful of blood.

"He was so cruel, he left Pingyue, left that child and left, he... he got away... what about me, I..."

In an instant, the blue hair turned into snow, and the beauty fell down.

Jing Le said timidly through the door, "Master..."

Lin Hangyu said: "Don't look at it."

Someone hurriedly came from the bedroom: "Mr. Lin, Young Master Le is awake. Your Majesty has an order. Please move to see him in front of Shengjia."

Jing Ye watched Le Zhenghuan huddled in the corner of the bed, his eyes glazed over, muttering nonsense, the joy of seeing him wake up suddenly disappeared.

"Mr. Lin, this matter happened because of someone from your sect, shouldn't you express it?"

Lin Hangyu said: "Blood energy attacks the heart, he is possessed."

Jing Ye's heart tightened: "I want a cure."

"Break his arm."

Jing Ye gritted his teeth and said, "No way!"

Lin Hangyu looked at him and said, "Maybe use my true energy to guide it, but this method is used for unbearable pain, if he avoids it, it will be futile."

"No." Jing Ye took the boy's hand, "I'll hold him."

The boy ignorantly huddled in Jing Ye's arms, waiting until the true energy entered his body, like insects and ants gnawing at him, cutting his heart out.He immediately struggled with his hands and feet and roared.

Jing Ye grabbed his hand and read: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, do you know who I am?"

Le Zhenghuan was startled, and said "ah".

Jing Ye swallowed bitterly and said, "Be patient, bear it, and you will recognize me."

The boy screamed "ahhh", and suddenly bit down on his shoulder.

Blood seeped through layers of robes, Jing Ye trembling, said to Lin Hangyu: "Please hurry up."

Although Le Zhenghuan was stupid, he still had strength, and after he had channeled his true energy, he bit Jing Ye's shoulder so hard that a piece of flesh and blood almost fell off.

The boy lay on his body, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

Ye Mao slipped into the bedroom, saw the emperor's bloody left shoulder, and almost cried out, but was glared at by Jing Ye, and stuck in his throat.

Lin Hangyu watched coldly, got up and said, "At this time tomorrow, I will come again."

Jing Ye nodded and said, "Sir, let's go."

Trembling, Ye Mao came up to him, looked at his wound, didn't dare to touch it, rushed out to call the imperial doctor.

"Fortunately, it's just a flesh wound, not a muscle or bone..." The old doctor took the emperor's pulse.

"It's not iron teeth and copper teeth. They can crush bones." Jing Ye was still in the mood to joke, and turned around to see Gu Hong, Lin Xiaosheng, and Lin Xiaosheng's faces were as dark as water, and he coughed: "What is this? Shaking face for me?"

Lin Xiaosheng squeezed the wrist of his other hand, and said coldly: "Your Majesty is in charge of the affairs of the world, don't you know how to take care of your own body?"

Jing Ye remained silent.

The old doctor left the wound medicine, bent down and retreated.

Gu Hong looked down at Jing Ye and said, "Your Majesty values ​​affection, but you don't know that affection is also ruthless."

Jing Ye shook his head and smiled, "It's useless to say more, but I hope that you will never worry about my life one day."

Gu Hong said: "Pingyue City has accumulated power in its territory for a long time, if it is not dealt with, troubles will arise sooner or later."

"That has nothing to do with this matter." Jing Ye came to his senses and said with a slight smile, "The old city lord left alone, and everyone in the city looked up to the young lord. If he can't go back in one piece, the dragons will have no leader, then that is the real problem. .”

"That's right." Gu Hong raised his eyes, "But what His Majesty did was not just to appease the Pingyue people, right?"

Jing Ye said: "Ah Huan...he is a good boy, I can't bear to be here at such a young age."

On the day when it snowed heavily, Jing Yun lay in front of the window and watched: "Uncle, it's snowing!"

Jing Ye looked over and said, "This year's snow is heavy, and the people's life should be better next year." He said and motioned to Ye Mao.

Ye Mao hurriedly carried Jing Yun down: "Your Highness, you are sick with the windows open."

"Don't close it, teach me to take a look too."

A voice came from behind, Jing Ye was startled, and turned around, only to see Le Zhenghuan walking out slowly supported by the little eunuch, smiling at him.

When the winter snow melted and the branches in the imperial garden sprouted tender leaves, the people of Xirong made a movement, and the struggle of the tiger after being wounded should not be underestimated.

Jing Ye was not satisfied with the selection of a few people by the ministers of the DPRK and China, as if they were shy girls.Ye Mao tentatively said, "At the Zhengde Gate..."

Jing Ye said impatiently: "The injury hasn't healed yet, what can I do!"

Ye Mao shut up wisely.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, Li Tingqiu's petition was delivered to the desk, Jing Ye frowned and read it, put it on the corner of the desk and said, "Return it."

"Your Majesty..." Ye Mao bent down and said, "General Li is waiting outside the hall."

Jing Ye's hand paused, and said, "Broadcast."

After a while, Li Tingqiu followed the eunuch into the hall.

Jing Ye looked at him with his chin propped up, Li Tingqiu knelt on one knee and said, "I will see your majesty. I hope your majesty will consider the matter of petitioning to go north."

Jing Ye was silent for a while, then frowned and said, "I thought you knew how to measure..."

"The old wounds on my body have most likely healed, Your Majesty is at ease." Li Tingqiu raised his head, "I have no blessing to accompany Your Majesty, so please allow me to let you settle this matter for Your Majesty."

Jing Ye was stunned, and he had prepared all kinds of reasons for rejecting this person in his heart, and finally turned into a soft sigh.

"The journey is long and hard, you... cherish yourself."

Within three days, the troops were assembled, but news came from the northern fortress that King Wuhuan was leading the army, and was ambushed by Xirong, and he was seriously injured and unconscious.

Jing Ye ordered: "Tell people to keep their mouths shut, and don't teach Fengyang Palace to know."

Ye Mao made a bitter face and said: "Your Majesty, all the palace people will see this postman entering the palace. It may be difficult to hide it from the concubine Xiang."

Jing Ye understood it in his heart, and only frowned and said, "Just tell you to go and go, so talk."

Waking up early the next morning, Ye Mao called softly in the outer room: "Your Majesty."

Jing Ye turned over and was about to sit up, but Lu Baizang hugged his waist from behind, half pretending and half coaxing: "My Majesty, this little girl is better than a newlywed, why don't you sleep a little longer."

Ye Mao hesitated for a while, then said: "Your Majesty, Concubine Xiang please see me."

Jing Ye pulled his hand away and said, "It's probably because of King Wuhuan's affairs. If you don't summon him, I'm afraid he will have to wait forever."

Lu Baizang stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and kissed and bit his lips: "Well... It's okay to wait a little longer..."

Jing Ye pushed his face away and said, "My back hurts, you play by yourself."

Lu Baizang smiled and said, "Back pain? I'll rub it for you..."

Jing Ye slapped his unruly hands away, lifted the quilt out of bed, and said, "Change clothes."

"I know that this action violates the covenant." Gesa knelt on the cold stone slab in the hall, "But I beg Your Majesty, let me go back to Wuhuan to see my brother."

"Your elder brother was injured in the middle of the accident." Jing Ye said, "Zhen will send someone to treat him with all his heart, and use the best medicine for the wound, you..."

Gesa gritted his teeth, clenched his fists and said, "Why would your majesty lie to me? If it's not about life and death, why would someone send a letter from thousands of miles away? I just beg your majesty to let me see my eldest brother again in my lifetime."

Jing Ye was at a loss for words, the boy in front of him lowered his head, he was afraid.There is nothing wrong with being afraid. What is the point of life if there are not two people who can be afraid of it?

Jing Ye turned his head and said, "Concubine Xiang, as a concubine, you must never step out of the palace gate."

Gesa's forehead was icy cold, and it was still a cold early spring, but he was sweating thinly.

What is he doing?He is a hostage sent by Wuhuan, he should stay peacefully in Fengyang Palace, and come here early in the morning, hoping that the person who holds his Wuhuan's lifeline will give him whatever he wants...

It turned out that he had always thought that this person would indulge him.

What he said just now really failed the expectations of his people.

Jing Ye stroked the armrest, and suddenly said: "Li Tingqiu went north to defend against the enemy this time. The journey is long and hard. I want to point out a palace man to take care of him. Who do you think should be sent?"

Gesa lowered his eyes and said, "Your Majesty will choose whoever is the best."

Jing Ye grunted and said, "Actually, I already have a candidate in my mind just now, but this child's name is not good, and if I say it out, I'm afraid people will be suspicious, so it's better to choose another one."

His words seemed to be talking to himself, but Gesa was moved in his heart.

"I once heard that there was a famous pipa player in the previous dynasty. He composed the song "Hai Qing", and his skills shocked everyone. You...you can use this as your Chinese name, as it is bestowed on you by me."

Gesa raised his head suddenly, Jing Ye looked at him and joked, "If you wear the name I gave you, you will be my man."

Three days later, the army was dispatched, and the emperor went to see him off outside the city.

After offering sacrifices to heaven, Li Tingqiu knelt down, took the sword from Jing Ye's hand, and immediately got up and mounted his horse.

The young general reined in his horse and looked back at the emperor who was surrounded by everyone.

The flags were fluttering in the wind, and the drums were beating loudly.

Jing Ye watched the man's back gradually go away with his hands folded, feeling a little dazed for some reason.

Ye Mao said carefully: "Your Majesty."

With the cold wind blowing on his face, Jing Ye came back to his senses and said, "Go back to the palace."

After returning to the palace for a few days, Le Zhenghuan recovered from his injury quickly, so he clamored for a drink.

He has been through life and death, but his temperament has not changed at all. Even if he loses all his martial arts, has trouble moving, and can turn himself out of the sky while lying down, only Jing Ye can control him.

Jing Ye said, "Is that what you want to drink?"

"That's right." The young man lay on his body as if he had no bones, and said with a smile, "If I can't drink, I will feel unhappy, and my heart will not feel happy, and the injury will heal slowly."

He didn't care about the wounds on his body, but thinking of Jing Ye's efforts to get someone to treat him, he could only obey.But always find some excuse to let Jing Ye accompany him to coax him.

Owner Lu has not taken advantage of it for several nights, and now he looks at the Little Demon King as if he wants to pat him into a meatloaf.

Jing Ye thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Forget it, your wounds have scabbed anyway, so it's okay to come and have some wine."

Could it be that he promised happily, Le Zhenghuan smiled, bit his ear and said: "Well, how about you feed me?"

☆, end

When the wine was served, Jing Ye took a sip and held it in his mouth, then squeezed the boy's chin and moved closer.

The candlelight was flickering, and the long eyelashes covered the phoenix eyes that seemed to be closed but not closed, which warmed people's hearts.

Le Zhenghuan was stunned and blushed. He had never seen such an emperor.

The bouquet is rich and soft on the lips.

The young man moved impatiently, knocked over the wine cup, wrapped his arms around Jing Ye's waist, even though he entangled his lips and teeth, he didn't notice the slightest sense of drowsiness coming up.

It was too late to realize it, Le Zhenghuan stared with anger, "You..."

Jing Ye reached out to brush his eyelids, Le Zhenghuan fell on him, lay on his shoulder and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he was probably on his way from the capital to Pingyue.With a group of loyal subordinates guarding him, the Lord Le Shao, who has no martial arts, can only submit honestly.

Jing Ye helped Le Zhenghuan to sleep on the couch, he was still holding on to his belt, breathing out a little alcohol and said, "No, no..."

Jing Ye held his hand and covered him with a thin quilt.The palace servants came in quietly, Jing Ye said: "Turn out the two candles." Saying this, he took a last look at the sleeping boy and left.

It was getting dark, and the sedan chair going back to the palace passed by Zangshu Pavilion, Jing Ye raised his hand, Ye Mao understood, and said loudly: "Stop the sedan chair."

Jing Ye got off the sedan chair, stepped over the main entrance, and walked on the corridor in front of the book pavilion. There are many green bamboos planted here, which are faintly shadowed in the night.

The front door opened with a creak, and an old inner eunuch came out with a gauze lantern and hands behind his back. When he looked up and saw this huge group of people, he knelt on the ground in fright and said, "Your Majesty! See Your Majesty!"

Jing Ye wondered, "What are you doing here at this hour?"

"This..." The old eunuch had stayed in this book collection pavilion for many years, and it was the first time he saw the new emperor. He said nervously, "Master Feng said...there are many books in the pavilion that are not arranged according to the rules, so they stay in the library. In the palace, sort out the books, and the old slave will wait on you."

Jing Ye looked at the dim candlelight in the room, and said to him: "You did a good job, Ye Mao, send some to his residence."

The old eunuch hurriedly kowtowed and said, "Thank you Your Majesty for your grace." The attendants left.

Jing Ye turned his head, but saw Feng Ling standing under the eaves.

A few drops of rain hit the bamboo leaves, Jing Ye frowned, Ye Mao hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, it's raining, let's go inside."

He nodded, walked up the steps in front of the corridor, Feng Ling bowed and saluted: "Mr......."

Jing Ye said: "Will you always be so respectful in front of me?"

Fengling paused for a moment, and said, "Courtesy cannot be discarded."

Jing Ye chuckled lightly, shook his head and said, "You." He lifted his foot into the room.

The spring rain is continuous, dripping finely on the bamboo leaves, shining slightly in the moonlight.

Feeling the coolness coming, Jing Ye said, "It's raining, and the weather should be getting warmer. Soldiers marching northward can relax a bit."

Feng Ling said: "Winter and spring alternate, His Majesty is not in good health, so I have to take care of myself."

Jing Ye turned his head, looked at him and said with a smile, "Aren't you going to reason with me?"

Feng Ling's face was a little embarrassed, and she said: "Chen..."

Jing Ye suddenly said: "Although this book library is secluded, it has not been repaired for a long time. Master Feng, do you want to change your residence?"

Feng Ling was startled, and Jing Ye said: "You are on duty every night. It's really cheap for those people. If it spreads, it will inevitably make people say that my eyes and ears are closed, and I have no way to deal with it."

For a while, neither of them spoke, and the sound of rain outside the window gradually stopped.

Jing Ye got up and said, "The rain has stopped, I'm going back to my bedroom."

Feng Ling looked at him, stood up and bowed her head and saluted: "Respectfully, Your Majesty."

Beside him are stacks of books, the lights flickered for a moment, and the person who stepped out of the threshold looked back, suddenly, it seemed that he, his feelings, were still like an ink painting, unchanged from time immemorial.

Letters came from Beisai's post envoys.It was General Lee who won the battle again.It was King Wuhuan who saw that he was going to die, but he somehow rescued him again.With Li Tingqiu's handwriting, the minister and the concubine Xiang are safe, can your majesty take care?

King Wuhuan learned a big lesson and planned more carefully than before. The Xirong people were surrounded by soldiers from both sides and retreated steadily, retreating to the westernmost desert. Even if Wuhuan did not pursue them, there would not be dozens Years, it is difficult to recover.

At this time, the buds in the capital are already blooming, and the spring is fine.

Ye Mao took the letter from the post envoy and sent it into the study in small steps.

Jing Ye raised his head, took it, opened it and said, "Ye Mao, what number is this?"

Ye Mao bent over and said: "Return to Your Majesty, the sixth seal."

Jing Ye murmured, "The sixth letter...it's time to arrive."

As he spoke, he unfolded the thin letter paper, and with a few words, he saw the word "return" at a glance.

Twenty days later, the army returned to court.

This day is a big day for Jing Yun.

Early in the morning, the maids put on layer after layer of clothes for him, put on jade pendants, put on longevity locks, and came to the main hall. The emperor was dressed in a red-patterned uniform with a black background, and hugged him up.

Jing Yun put her arms around his neck and said, "Uncle, where are we going?"

Jing Ye hugged him, weighed him, and said with a smile, "Uncle will take you to see something."

Jing Yun bit her finger, was carried into the car in a daze, and left the palace surrounded by guards of honor.

Walking all the way to the north city gate, Jing Ye led him up the city wall step by step, only to see countless soldiers in a dense formation, with no end to be seen at a glance.

The inner eunuch flicked his whisk and said loudly: "Kneel—"

Just listening to the sound of armor colliding, tens of thousands of people knelt on one knee.

"prosper--"

Jing Yun couldn't understand what it was, but his uncle didn't speak or smile, so he also had a stern face, staring at the people under the city wall.

At this time, two people came up, Jing Yun blinked, the person walking in front had a very good-looking life, but Jing Yun recognized the person behind him, it was the "Concubine Xiang" whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Jing Ye leaned over, held his chubby hand with his slender fingers and said, "Yun'er, come with me."

Li Tingqiu was already approaching, touched the ground with one knee, took off his saber and put it in his hand.

Jing Ye grabbed Jing Yun's hand and rested it on the cold sword.

Jing Yun flinched, but didn't dodge, his uncle's deep and soft voice rang in his ears.

"From today onwards, you are the crown prince of a country."

The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the swan geese return to the north.

Xiao Yixuan.Jing Le ran into the room with the wooden sword on his back, put his hands down and said, "Master, I have finished the morning class today."

Lin Hangyu glanced at him, the young man's forehead was still covered with thin sweat.

He stretched out his hand, pressed his fingertips on the long sword on the table and said, "This is the first sword my master forged for me when I was ten years old."

Jing Le opened his eyes wide, with a smile on his face, and said, "Master..."

Pingyue outside the city.Le Zhenghuan patted the □□ steed, listened to the wind, frowned and said: "Tsk, we're chasing you again."

After finishing speaking, he reined in the horse, and the horse neighed, and headed south all the way.

In Gu's residence in the capital.Old Prime Minister Gu changed his usual calm and dozing off appearance, shook his beard and said angrily: "You have to marry if you marry! You have to marry if you don't marry!"

Gu Mei pushed back and said, "You forced me to marry, why didn't you force fourth brother to marry me!"

Gu Hong paused while holding the tea, raised his eyebrows and said, "If you want to marry into the palace, I can arrange it for you."

"I..." Gu Mei became angry, and said "I just don't want to marry!", and ran out.

in the palace.Lin Xiaosheng held the child's tender hand and wrote the word "Lin".

Lin Xiaodun moved restlessly in his arms, reached out to grab the crystal mirror in front of him, and was caught by him.

Lu Baizang shook his gold-plated folding fan and sighed, "I don't think I, Lu, will have a husband and a child..."

Zhao Yue was on the soft couch next to him, just got up and sat down when he was poked down by the smiling owner Lu.

The long streets in the capital are bustling day after day, and the storyteller in the teahouse squinted his drunken eyes, and the tea bowl was on the table: "It's over."

Those who listened to the book said in a hurry: "Is this the end?"

"I haven't said whether the general is dead or alive."

"The daughter of the Zhang family, is there a son who is married to the Li family?"

"No, no, no! Let's talk!"

"No and no." The storyteller stroked his goatee, shook his head, and said, "When father finishes talking, he talks about son, after son finishes talking, he talks about grandson, son, grandson, grandson, and so on. The old man can't tell the two things apart with one mouth, God It's too late, let's watch the officials and drink a cup of tea, and it's serious to go back to each house."

Before he finished speaking, someone had already slammed tables and stools angrily: "If it's a bad ending, it's a bad ending, what a sloppy eye!"

"Never seen such a brazen person!"

"Catch this guy up, and don't tell him to leave until he finishes talking!"

Seeing the anger of the crowd, the storyteller went into the back room and slipped out through the back door, muttering "sin and sin".

Birds chirped on the emerald branches, and peony flowers bloomed just in time.

There is nothing better than this in a peaceful and prosperous age.

end.

The author has something to say: Ahem, I'm not unfinished, am I?There is a girl crying and begging for a Juggernaut, but every time I write about him, I always think that this is a Juggernaut who doesn’t fall in love, this is a Juggernaut who doesn’t fall in love... Then, you know==

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