The Bamboo Horse Dressed as the Emperor

In the early winter of this year, the army of the State of Qi broke through the capital of the State of Qing, and the King of the State of Qing jumped off the tower and died in front of the two armies.

When the Qi army entered the city, Qiu did not commit any offense.Xie Taichong, the emperor of Qi, proclaimed himself emperor, rectified the government, and moved the capital to Yong'an.

The weather has been renewed, and the sea is peaceful.

Three years later, Xie Chen and Song Jiao tied their crowns one after another, and Mr. Xie held a grand crowning ceremony for them, and the whole country of Qi celebrated for three days.

The two of them put on their crowns, and the ministers of the DPRK and China were even more ready to move.

People in Qi State got engaged at the age of [-] or [-]. It is really rare for people like the two of them to procrastinate until they are crowned.

However, in the past few years, they were fighting the world, and Mr. Xie valued them again. He wanted to keep them for a few more years, which is understandable.

The courtiers thought, now that they are all crowned, His Majesty can no longer stop them.

One of these two is the grandson who holds military power alone, and the other is the young prime minister.

After unifying the world, the old head Xie went through the affairs of the Wang family and no longer wanted to hand over the military power to others. After taking back all the fief soldiers and horses sent out, he only asked Xie Chen to take charge.

But Mr. Xie insisted on letting Song Jiao pay homage to the prime minister. The courtiers only thought that Mr. Xie was missing the old prime minister Song, so they wanted Song Jiao to be the prime minister. A group of people persuaded him for a long time, and Song Jiao also told him several times , but after all, they couldn't hold back what Mr. Xie wanted, so they could only let him go.

After all, he is the founding emperor, and he holds all the power in his own hands. He can do whatever he wants, and no one dares to fight against him.

In the end, Mr. Xie listened to Song Jiao's advice and set up two prime ministers on the left and right, and the other prime minister's position, and let the older senior prime minister appoint the successor to sit.

Song Jiao is also humble, discussing with the old prime minister about everything, and has made no mistakes in the past three years, and all the ministers have accepted such a young prime minister.

Now that the grandson and the young prime minister are crowned, the courtiers congratulate them one after another, and they also want to get close to them, to see if they can form a family.

But I don't know why, every time someone mentions this matter, the grandson's face suddenly darkened as if he had been stepped on by a wolf's tail, and he pulled the little prime minister to his side, and then looked at People, biting their back molars, looking like they want to bite people anytime, anywhere.

At this time, if others are interested, they will leave.But some courtiers bit the bullet and continued to talk about Xiang, which is even more serious.

Taisun dragged the man away without even looking back.

In a corner where no one else could see, Xie Chen pressed Song Jiao to death.

After eating, Xie Chen was quite aggrieved, his eyes were lowered, and he looked like he was holding his breath. Song Jiao raised his hand to pat him on the back, stroking him like grooming a wolf.

Xie Chen put his chin on his shoulder aggrievedly, and Song Jiao continued to touch him until his anger subsided.

In fact, Xie Chen wanted to announce the relationship between the two of them a long time ago, but Mr. Xie said no, and he had to wait a little longer until his grandfather helped them take care of everything.

But the two of them never get married with others, and over time, there are some rumors in Yong'an City.

According to people familiar with the matter, the grandson and the young prime minister have been a couple for a long time. They started when they were fighting the world at the age of seventeen or eighteen, because the young prime minister vomited blood when he heard that the grandson died-this news is very good. Obviously from Xie Chen's soldiers.

According to people familiar with the matter, the Taisun and the young prime minister actually started it when they were [-] or [-] years old, because the Taisun bought a hundred volumes of chapters called "The Emperor and the Bamboo Horse Accompanied by Two or Three Stories" - this article The message comes from a bookseller who sells books.

Also, according to people familiar with the matter, the grandson and the young prime minister started dating when they were five years old, because the grandson "tweeted" the young prime minister countless times in public, making his face drool-from Xie Chen and Song Friends who did not wish to be named.

It was passed on and on, and finally the story became that the grandson and the young prime minister have been a couple since 500 years ago.

Since these "rumors" came out, others looked at them more and more like a couple.

Today Xie Chen tugged at Song Jiao's hair, tomorrow Song Jiao straightened Xie Chen's sleeves, and even when they quarreled on the road, their faces turned red and their ears turned red, they looked like a couple.

The courtiers who intended to marry them retreated in the face of public opinion, so that the two were a couple 500 years ago.

In the early winter of the third year of Qi's unification, the day when the first snow fell was the reunification anniversary.

During the three-day celebration, Mr. Xie went up to the Tiantai to offer sacrifices to the sky, and then went to the city tower to have fun with the people.

Both Xie Chen and Song Jiao stood beside him, this is the usual position.

Master Xie waved his hand to calm down the courtiers and common people below.

His voice was still loud: "It's the holiday, everyone eats and drinks well, come to me if you have something to do."

But there was still a soldier with a loud voice standing beside him, helping him pass the message: "... eat and drink well!"

Mr. Xie's edicts and edicts are always very down-to-earth, and the Qi people have already gotten used to it.

Mr. Xie paused for a moment, as usual: "Well, recently, I heard some rumors, saying..." He turned his head, and took Song Jiao and Xie Chen's hands with one hand, one left and one right. : "Say, my two grandsons are a pair. They have seen each other since they were five years old."

The people below hurriedly lowered their heads, but their ears were pricked up.

The soldier who sent the message didn't know whether he should continue to send the message.

Master Xie continued: "I want to clarify today—"

The people below are either happy or sad. The happy ones are "Hey, there is a chance to get married again";

Master Xie cleared his throat: "This is not a rumor."

For a moment, everything around was quiet.

Xie Chen and Song Jiao were also a little confused.

After waiting for the reaction.

Xie Chen held his head high - yes, that's right, Mao Mao and I are a couple!

Song Jiao's face was flushed—although she was very shy, she couldn't refute it at all.

Mr. Xie took the two of them by the hand - finally paved the way for these two, and finally became a couple, let's celebrate with fireworks at night.

The people below were stunned, and wanted His Majesty to say it again.

Mr. Xie continued: "These two are a couple. We will get married in the next year, and I will take care of it myself."

He didn't want to say more, he turned around and went down the tower with the two children in his hand.

Song Jiao was still a little dazed: "Grandpa, when will I get married? Then I don't know yet?"

Master Xie paused for a moment: "Ah... Brother Shen didn't tell you?"

Xie Chen said seriously: "This is a surprise."

"..." Song Jiao choked, sticking his head out to argue with him, "It's not at all."

"Yes."

"Don't quarrel, don't quarrel." Mr. Xie took the hands of the two of them, and put his hands together, "They are both going to get married, so don't quarrel."

Song Jiao whispered: "I didn't promise to marry Brother Shen."

This time it was Xie Chen's turn to freeze.

Mr. Xie turned his head to look at him: "Look at it, if you didn't ask him earlier, he won't be willing now."

In the evening, there is a palace banquet to celebrate the founding of the Qi State.

The courtiers hadn't fully reacted to what Mr. Xie announced on the tower in the morning. At the banquet in the evening, Xie Chen and Song Jiao had obviously quarreled again. It didn't look like they were going to get married?

Just after the banquet started, Xie Chen sat with Song Jiao. Song Jiao concentrated on eating, and Xie Chen sat beside him. When someone came to toast, he would drink a glass for himself and help Song Jiao drink another glass.

Song Jiao ignored him at all and just ate the vegetables.

Mr. Xie was watching from the side, happily, and then asked Fan Kai to take the things on his table for Song Jiao to eat.

Xie Chen was not very happy, and used his eyes to make all the people who came up to toast retreat, then snatched the chopsticks from Song Jiao's hand, hugged him, and tried to attract his attention: "Mao Mao."

Song Jiao was in his arms, unable to struggle, she could only look up at him angrily, Xie Shen paused for a moment, then smiled politely: "Whatever you want to eat, I'll hold it for you."

Song Jiao let out an "owwow", bit the air, and chewed it.

The two of them talked side by side like this.

Xie Chen held him in his arms: "Don't be angry, I really didn't mean it. I asked you last time, and you said yes."

Song Jiao opened her eyes wide: "When did you say that?"

Xie Chen shook the wolf's tail: "The last time we kissed."

"..." Song Jiao tried to remember which "last time" was, but obviously, he couldn't remember because he was always kissed so dizzy.

From the "sucking" kiss on the cheek at the age of five, to the sticky kiss at the age of 15, to the dizzy kiss at the age of 20.

Xie Chen obviously improved a lot.

Song Jiao couldn't remember at all.

"That doesn't count." Song Jiao said, "I didn't even hear clearly."

Xie Chen blinked: "Alright then, I'll ask you later."

Song Jiao smiled, and made up her mind that the next time Xie Chen asked him, he would agree, or maybe, he could ask Xie Chen next time.

The two of them are always like this, quarreling, quarreling quickly, getting better quickly.

Mr. Xie just turned his head and said a few words to others, and then turned around, and saw that these two people were well again, as if they were so good, they were licking their ears together, their eyes were shining, and they were together Like a kitten or a puppy.

Halfway through the banquet, the bell rang, and it was time to set off fireworks.

Mr. Xie stood up supported by Fan Kai, waved his hand: "Go, go out and have a look."

His eyes fell on the two grandsons who were still biting their ears, and he said in a long voice, "Let's go out and watch the fireworks."

Only then did the two separate, stood up, and went out with him.

Mr. Xie and his group of officials were watching the fireworks on the palace wall. Song Jiao was originally standing beside Grandpa Xie, but when the fireworks started, he was dragged away.

And Mr. Xie looked at the sky happily with his hands behind his back, but he didn't realize that his two grandsons were missing.

Song Jiao was dragged by Xie Chen, and the two climbed up to an empty watchtower, and it was the same to watch fireworks here.

Song Jiao held on to the railing with both hands, and the wind blowing in front of him blew his hair and sleeves, Xie Chen leaned back against the railing, watching the fireworks through Song Jiao's eyes.

Xie Chen looked at him, slowly straightened up, and softly called out: "Mao Mao."

Song Jiao withdrew his gaze from a distance and turned to look at him.Xie Chen took out a well-preserved red cloth from his sleeve and covered his head.

Song Jiao always felt that this piece of cloth seemed to have been seen somewhere before, and the next moment, Xie Chen lifted the red cloth, lowered his head, and got in by himself.

Song Jiao suddenly remembered that it was that piece. When Xie Chen confessed his love to him in Fengxiang City when he was 15 years old, there was also such a piece of red cloth, which was originally used to hold him, but was covered by Xie Chen on his head.

It was the same scene at that time, and fireworks were being set off outside. This red cloth seemed to isolate all the sounds, and its effectiveness has not diminished after many years.

Just as Xie Chen was about to speak, Song Jiao touched the corner of his mouth.Song Jiao blocked his words back.

"We got married." Song Jiao pressed his forehead against his forehead, "Maomao and Brother Shen got married."

The news that His Royal Highness and the young prime minister were getting married quickly spread throughout Qi.

Thanks to Mr. Xie's vigorous and uncompromising actions over the years, this matter was brought up by him, and no one dared to object, and even if there were, they were quickly suppressed by him.

Mr. Xie started to take care of the wedding of the two of them personally, from the style of the wedding dress to the procedure of the day, he had to check everything.

Song Jiao sometimes advised him not to work so hard, but he refused to listen, and he was still very busy.

The whole country of Qi was able to celebrate the holidays and have a holiday. The grandson and grandson were able to take a full five days off for their wedding. They were so happy that they wanted to fly.

The news spread to a small temple in the northwest. The teacher, a middle-aged monk, and a young lame monk in the temple recited sutras in the temple for three days.

Spring will soon begin, Xie Chen and Song Jiao's wedding is approaching.

Everything has been arranged, but Mr. Xie has never allowed the two of them to try on the wedding clothes. I don't know what kind of clothes they are, so they have to cover them to prevent people from wearing them.

It was not until three days before the grand ceremony that Mr. Xie let the two of them come to try on clothes.

Before putting it on, Song Jiao felt that something was wrong.

He tried to question: "Grandpa..."

"Don't say it's useless, go in and change your clothes."

"Oh."

When Song Jiao came out after changing her clothes and seeing Xie Chen, he knew what was wrong.

he……

"Grandpa, this is not a python robe! This is..."

It's a dragon robe!

Xie Chen raised his hand and looked at the patterns on his sleeves, it was indeed so.

"Ah, grandpa knows." Mr. Xie sat on the seat with a calm expression, "I forgot to tell you two, when we get married, brother Shen will be enthroned as emperor by the way."

Xie Chen and Song Jiao asked in puzzlement at the same time: "Ah?"

"Anyway, sooner or later it will be his turn."

"grandfather?!"

Master Xie pursed his lips: "I don't want to be emperor anymore, I asked his father, and his father didn't want to be either, then..."

He pointed at Xie Chen, and only Xie Chen was the one to do it.

Xie Chen said in surprise: "Grandpa, I'm wrong, I want to go out with Mao Mao, spend..." He recalled the word Song Jiao told him: "...honeymoon."

"What the hell? Stop dating. We've been dating for more than ten years. One stays to be the emperor, and the other one stays to be the queen, and then he can be crowned a noble." Mr. Xie ruthlessly dismissed, "I and a few old guys It has been agreed to go out to play, your father and mother will also go out, you two stay to watch the house, just to see how capable you two are, and whether you can survive without me and your father. "

Song Jiao looked at him aggrievedly: "Grandpa..."

"You are not allowed to act like a spoiled child..." Mr. Xie paused, "What kind of month do you spend, is one month enough?"

"not enough."

"Two months, no more."

Song Jiao grabbed Xie Chen's sleeve, opened his mouth, and wanted to bite off two claws of the five-clawed golden dragon embroidery on it.

Mr. Xie hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, three months, three months, right?"

Song Jiao let go and patted Xie Chen's sleeve.

But the two of them are still not very happy. At such a young age, they have taken on too many responsibilities.

Alas, life is not easy, Mao Mao and Brother Shen sighed.

It just so happened that at this time, the system in formal attire was at the control center, helping Song Jiao submit an application for early retirement.

He was still a little worried, after all, Song Jiao didn't have too many points—compared to the retired bosses in the past.

He handed the spreadsheet to his boss worriedly, and in the next second, the points data on the spreadsheet kept scrolling, getting bigger and bigger, and rising rapidly.

When the points were settled, the system counted them, and everyone was dumbfounded: "I'll go, Mao Mao won't kick Xie Chen, he will be the emperor himself, and let Xie Chen be the queen, right?"

The system then took out his application form for staying in the world to accompany Song Jiao. Not surprisingly, his points also jumped to a higher level.

The system couldn't recover for a long time: "Maomao, what have you done? These are the achievement points of 'Dominance' and 'I'm the only one'. My little dragon is proud of the sky."

He held his head high and handed in the application confidently.

"Give me approval, my Long Aotian host Mao Mao is going to retire, and me, I'm going to retire too."

The system couldn't help snickering.