Monarch and ministers are the same

Yang Youfu had just walked to the long aisle, when Qingliu's serious reading sound came from his ear: "File Qidui, untangle its differences, reconcile its light, and reconcile its dust. Zhan! It seems to exist. I don't know whose son it is." ..."

Pushing open the cell door, Yang Youfu looked at Qingliu who was looking at himself in a leisurely manner, and said with a slight smile: "Young Master Qingliu, the lord asked this slave to invite you out."

Qingliu gracefully raised a finger and shook it, still looking at the book seriously, and said slowly: "The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a straw dog; the sage is not benevolent, and treats the people as a straw dog. Huh?" After a sudden pause, he smiled and said, "I think it's pretty good here, quiet."

Yang Youfu was in a hurry: "You have been living here for less than half a month, and the prime minister misses you."

"It's a lie." Qingliu didn't believe Yang Youfu's nonsense at all, and snorted: "The young master is with the Lord, and he still has time to think about me? He is not happy, so I thank the gods and ancestors."

Yang Youfu was speechless secretly: He really deserves to be a brother, what he said was accurate.

Qingliu turned a page of the book and continued to read: "Being imaginary and not yielding, and moving will reveal the truth. If you have heard a lot, it is better to stay in the middle."

Yang Youfu pondered for a moment, then tentatively said uncertainly: "The prime minister said that if you don't return to the mansion, he will cut down the two fences planted in the backyard and use them as firewood."

With a snap, Qingliu closed the book, silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly: "I'll go back right away."

As usual, Qingliu first went to the palace with Yang Youfu to meet Bei Hanyi, and was silent all the way, Yang Youfu chatted with him, but he also liked to ignore him, Yang Youfu noticed that he was absent-minded and found it boring, so he also calmed down.

"It's okay, it's just a scar." Sima Junrong touched the scar on Bei Hanyi's chest, and said in fear, "If it's a little bit off, I guess we can only reunite underground." He compared with his hands I couldn't help but touch the edge of the wound.

Bei Hanyi pushed his fingers away, straightened the front of his clothes, and hummed, "It's a good thing he didn't die, otherwise the entire Xizhao Kingdom would have been taken to the end by you intact."

Sima Junrong heard that he was mocking the matter of killing someone and dying for him, so he smiled sheepishly and said, "Look at you, bring this up again."

"You're not allowed to mention it after you've said it?" Bei Hanyi didn't let him.

"My lord, Prime Minister, Young Master Qingliu is here." Yang Youfu led the way and reported to Sima Junrong first.

Qingliu glanced at Sima Junrong indifferently, then looked at Beihan's unfastened clothes for a moment: "Just finished?"

Bei Hanyi's hand tying the belt froze, raised his head and opened his eyes wide in confusion: "What?" Qingliu didn't speak, stared deeply at Bei Hanyi's belt, and then nodded as if realizing something.

Sima Junrong understood what he heard, and said with a blushing face, "How could the cold clothes in the blue sky and white sun be willing to do such a thing?" At the end, with a bit of expectation and disappointment in his eyes, he shook his head regretfully.Sima Junrong wished he could get tired of being with Beihanyi all the time, but Beihanyi had such a temper that he couldn't agree to anything he refused, let alone intercourse.

Qingliu gave Sima Junrong a sympathetic look, turned to Bei Hanyi and said, "My lord, if you have nothing to do, don't go back to the prime minister's mansion, it's good for you to stay here."

When Bei Hanyi heard Sima Junrong's words, he immediately understood Qingliu's question, spat fiercely, couldn't hide his embarrassment, and only cursed: "You two wicked bastards!"

"I heard that the Lord beat you before? Has your injury healed?" Bei Hanyi changed the subject.

Qingliu stared at Bei Hanyi strangely, and said sourly: "This happened half a month ago, and the young master just remembered to ask the servant girl if she is well, don't you think it's too late?"

"I wasn't busy before..."

Bei Hanyi didn't finish his sentence, but was cut off by Qingliu, and asked instead: "Busy talking about love?"

Bei Hanyi was slightly annoyed, "Don't involve that tyrant in everything, can you?" Sima Junrong gave Bei Hanyi a resentful look, and said sadly, "I despise me as a tyrant..."

Bei Hanyi was even more annoyed, glared at Sima Junrong, and said fiercely: "It's nothing to do with you, just stay and go." Turning his head to stare at Qingliu, he pressed his temple helplessly and said: "After you return to the mansion, a backup gift will be given to you." Go to Jingwang Mansion, hand it over to Zhengwang, and thank him for me."

"..." Qingliu was silent for a while, and said for a while, "I can't go."

"Why?"

"Ask your man." Qingliu didn't bother to talk to him.

Sima Junrong was quite satisfied with Qingliu's words, and smiled triumphantly. Bei Hanyi gave him a sideways look, and immediately fell silent obediently and pretending to be silent.

"what happened?"

"This..." Sima Junrong was a little troubled, and after a long while, he said with a guilty conscience: "Hehe, this matter, the king is still locked in prison by me." Seeing that Bei Hanyi was about to lose his temper, Sima Junrong quickly comforted him: "You Don't be angry, I'll let you go right away."

He immediately ordered Yang Youfu to let him go without stopping.

Qingliu didn't want to stay longer, so Bei Hanyi told him to take care of the prime minister's mansion and let him go back.

In mid-May, the weather gradually became hotter, and a steady stream of seasonal fruits were sent to the Wuyang Temple.

Recently, because Sima Junrong's cousin entered the palace to cultivate, Sima Junrong had to pay more attention to his cousin, so the time spent in Wuyang Palace was much less. Sima Junrong was afraid that he would be bored, so he sent three A maidservant of the young palace waited close by.

Bei Hanyi ate a few peaches that had just been delivered, and didn't control his mouth for a while, he frowned while covering his stomach when he was full.

Chang Hua came in with a plate of snacks, saw the peach pits on the table, and couldn't help complaining: "The prime minister didn't stop talking?"

Bei Hanyi smiled embarrassedly and said, "I didn't pay attention at the moment."

Shanghua was no more than cardamom years, young and vigorous, eccentric, and bold in speaking, when he heard Bei Hanyi's words, he stomped his feet angrily, and shouted: "The prime minister is getting more and more greedy, in the future, Shanghua will not dare to talk to you again." So many delicious foods have been brought here. If the master finds out, he will punish the maidservant to copy the palace rules." Shanghua pursed her mouth in displeasure, and put the snacks in her arms to protect them.

Zhexue soaked the cup and waited for Bichao to arrive at the gate of the palace when he saw Shanghua staring at Beihanyi angrily, and couldn't help scolding: "Shanghua, you are neither big nor small."

Chang Hua put the snacks on the table, rushed to Zhexue aggrievedly, pulled half of her sleeve and complained, "Prime Minister is greedy again, he ate a lot of peaches, look." Shang Hua pointed to the peaches on the table. nuclear.

Zhexue asked cautiously, "Is the prime minister fed up again?"

Bei Hanyi became more and more embarrassed, and coughed with his head tilted to cover up.It is the default.

Zhexue smiled and handed the tea to Bei Hanyi. After thinking for a while, he pushed the teacup aside and said softly, "You have eaten a lot of peaches, so drinking tea may not be good. Why don't the prime minister go out for a walk? Xiaoxiaoshi, when you come back, this servant will make you another cup of Bichao."

Shanghua and the others are all little girls, they look like flowers and jade, they do things with a sense of advancement and retreat, and they are very concerned about Bei Hanyi's food and clothing, but he is always greedy and forgets to spend time, causing them to be killed by Sima Jun. Rong was punished for copying the palace rules over and over again.

Bei Hanyi also felt that he should go out for a walk and eat. Thinking of Sima Junrong, he asked, "Where is the Lord now?"