Lian Jue

The weather was new on March [-], the moat thawed, and the rushing water began to play a cheerful rhythm again.

In the century-old city, the elm trees sprout and the willow silk flutters.Under the flowers, Liangducheng concealed some cruel truths and gave birth to some rare hopes.

The spring test is divided into literary test and military test.The literary examination is divided into regular examination and palace examination.The school dormitory, which has not been renovated for many years, has also revived some spirits.Students gather to discuss the content of the exam.

Lianjue stood at the highest point of the palace, looked at the bustling Liangdu City, and breathed a sigh of relief.In the year when I ascended to the throne of God, even if I did nothing, it would not be considered a fault.

Now, the vacated positions of a group of officials can no longer be used by those fools who have no practical work.Lianjue knew clearly that this matter should not be rushed, and would jump over the wall if it was in a hurry, let alone these greedy people.

This year, I didn't learn anything else, but my ability to intrigue has improved more and more.

"Your Majesty, it's cold up here." The queen waved back Eunuch Liao, and put the white fur cloak on Lian Jue with her own hands.

"Princess, why are you here?" Lian Jue tied up the cloak by herself, staring blankly at the queen who had lost a lot of weight.

"Your Majesty, you still call me Princess?" The Queen's words were gentle with a trace of complaint.

Lian Jue looked at this wife from Danxi, and suddenly thought of the handsome and oppressive man on the wedding night.

Lian Jue didn't want to think about what happened that night, but as long as Qing Yao stood in front of her, that person's face would appear before her eyes again.

"Qing Yao, you look so pale, go back to the palace to rest first, I will show you the imperial physician." Lian Jue is not an emperor who can anger others, he knows that Lian Jue can only because Qing Yao is not a real princess. Don't worry about letting her stay by your side.

However, he doesn't trust anyone, and he doesn't need others to believe him.He can care about others, but he is afraid of others' concern.

On the morning after her big wedding with Qing Yao, Lian Jue woke up early, and the man had long since disappeared.And the person next to her was the Twelve Princesses.On his body, the brocade robe was intact, but there was only pain somewhere, reminding that last night was not a dream.

Qing Yao knelt down beside Lian Jue, with a trace of timidity and apology. "Your Majesty, Qing Yao accidentally fell asleep last night." Saying that, Qing Yao's eyes were filled with mist.

Still a simple girl.At this moment, Lian Jue forgot that she was just crowned.

Lian Jue stroked Qing Yao's beautiful hair, and said comfortingly, "It's fine."

In that scene, Qing Yao suddenly cried.

For a long time, no one had said such words to himself so gently.And this man, the king of Jialan, became his husband.At that moment, Qing Yao's heart was moved.

I planned to visit Qingyao at night, but couldn't because of urgent matters.

In the imperial study room, Yan Jingling told Lian Jue what happened in the spring test field.Lian Jue rubbed her forehead and opened her mouth.

"So, the aristocratic family obstructed it and secretly prevented the poor scholars from taking the exam?"

"Yes."

Lian Jue took a few steps and walked to the front of the case.

"Is there evidence?"

"There is evidence, but I'm afraid it's not enough to convict."

"Go down and watch first, investigate secretly, and don't let such a thing happen again."

Yan Jingling understood, and immediately said, "Your Majesty, don't worry too much."

Speaking of which, Yan Jingling also wanted to kill Lian Jue at the beginning.

The sky was cold and the sky was freezing. The emperor didn't know the sufferings of the people at dawn, so he forcibly took away the people's fat and anointment for the wedding. What kind of outrage is this? Yan Jingling wiped the moon-covering sword in his hand and broke into the palace.

When the sword was resting on Lian Jue's neck, Lian Jue only said a word, and asked Yan Jingling to put down the sword.

"If you kill me, the people in the snow disaster will really be hopeless."

If he could save the common people, Yan Jingling would certainly not want to be charged with killing the king.

"Why?"

"Come with ears."

So, a few days later, the official bank was robbed.Since then, the people in the north have quietly enshrined the tablet of the Tsing Yi knight, although they don't know the name.

After dealing with the issue of disaster relief, Yan Jingling did not live a life like a knight-errant, but made another unannounced visit to the Jialan Palace. The young king was reviewing memorials under the lights even though he had not recovered from the cold.And he refused to give himself a stove, what a stingy and stubborn king.

Yan Jingling made up his mind and sighed again.

The good emperor came too late too late.Jialan's future is bleak.

However, doing and not doing are completely different meanings.Some people see that the road is difficult, so they sit down and stagnate. It is a personal choice and cannot be blamed.But if someone takes advantage of this to cause chaos, it is really devoid of conscience.

If someone knows that the front is like a wolf like a tiger, but does not give up, what a sense of responsibility and mind.Yan Jingling is ashamed of himself, and many people in the world will also be ashamed of himself.

That day, Yan Jingling knelt down on one knee.Blood oath.

I am willing to be loyal to the lord of Jialan -- Lian Jue.

The sound entered the ears, like gold and stone.