Reincarnation of the powerful minister

Chen Shiyu left after the injection, and left a doctor's order before leaving, so that King Yu must relax and try not to recall the past, so as not to be depressed and aggravate his insomnia.It's better to change the environment and go out to relax.

relax?Where to go, is it the boundary marker of Gyeonggi?King Yu sneered at himself, got up and told Cui Changshi: "Let someone clean the phoenix trees and water pavilions, and I want to stay there for a while."

Cui Changshi persuaded: "The waterside pavilion is ventilated on all sides, and it is cool in summer. But now it is severe winter, the lake is frozen, and the wind is pouring into the sky, so it is uninhabitable. Why don't you go to the Hongmei Nuan Pavilion?"

King Yu waved his hand to make him retreat.

Cui Changshi had no choice but to send a servant who was in charge of the waterside pavilion to clean it, and then asked the maid to tidy up the food and clothing that needed to be brought, and loaded them into the carriage.

King Yu only brought a coachman with him, and did not let his guards go with him.

When a group of ministers and guards were at the gate of the palace, watching King Yu's carriage leave, Yin Fu asked Han Ben in a low voice: "Commander, do you really want us to follow the guards?"

Han Ben replied: "You are new here. I don't know that the Wutong Waterside Pavilion is a forbidden area. No one is allowed to approach it without the prince's permission."

"But the safety of the prince..."

"Don't worry, you still don't know the prince's skills? And the water pavilion is in the middle of the big lake, surrounded by misty waves, flat banks and grassy fields. Even if there are bad guys who want to do something wrong, it is difficult to lurk close."

"...I'm relieved." Yin Fu replied.

Han Ben squinted at him: "It's good that you have been loyal to the prince not long after you came here. But it's okay to be loyal, so you don't have to worry about other things."

"What other thoughts?" Yin Fu raised his eyelids, looked up at him from bottom to top, and smiled slightly, the sweet dimple on his left cheek appeared again.

Han Ben held back his itchy fingers, and said with a straight face: "I heard you chatting with the servants, asking why there is no mistress in the palace. That's right, the prince doesn't like women, so he has to be masculine, but it's not your style." Yes. So you should get rid of the thoughts you shouldn't have as soon as possible, so as not to fool yourself."

"You think I'm inferior to my lord, hmph!" Yin Fu smiled, turned his head and left.

"Small, you have a temper." Han Ben looked at his back and said to himself, feeling a cluster of flames beating faintly in his belly, burning his dantian a little painfully.

Yin Fu walked towards the mansion with his back turned to him, his face was slightly gloomy, his amber eyes were like cold pools.

In winter, the withered and yellow sycamore forest has lost all its leaves. The king of Yu sent the coachman away and walked alone through the forest and the winding wooden plank road to the waterside pavilion.

At this moment, he was dizzy, his ears were ringing, his chest was feeling tight, he poked his head out of the beauty on the veranda, and retched for a while.The cold wind hit the face with water vapor, as cold as drinking ice, and under the shock, the mind seemed to be a little clear.

He remembered that someone once sat in this position, half leaning on the beauty, squinting at himself in the radiance of the sparkling waves, smiling and saying, "The long forest at the bottom of the water is like snow, and the grass on the bank is like smoke. It seems that what I said last time was correct, the prince loves wild things."

Now there is no blue wave, and the lake is as frozen as a mirror.King Yu sat in a daze for a while, unconsciously rubbing his palms on the red lacquered railing.

He got up and went to the tea room.The yellow glass-colored mats on the floor have been replaced with warm Tubo carpets, dyed with saffron, and the color is bright and durable.The emperor never lost his share of the tributes from the various vassals, so everyone in the court and the public said: The emperor loves his brothers and feet, even if the younger brother is playing and wandering again, the emperor will still treat him leniently.

King Yu gave a low laugh.

He stepped on the carpet and looked down at the tea table.The desk was also a new one, and he threw the old one into the lake in a fit of anger.It was here that he tore off the clothes on Su Yan's body, and his eyes were stinging from the aftermath of love all over his body, so that things got out of hand after that.

The breath of the other party lingers everywhere, under the beams, on the couch, in front of the mirror... the waterside pavilion is like a secret place, sealing a short and intense lingering time that only belongs to him and Su Yan.

"Let me go..." A gossamer-like groan faintly sounded in my ears.

That young man who was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, who could directly hit him in the face with a chessboard, had indeed begged him, but he didn't take it to heart at the time, and made him faint again.

On the table next to the couch, the glazed hourglass from Fanbang is still standing there.Is the time limit of fifteen minutes a bet, or a physical taming like a falcon?

King Yu wiped his face heavily with his palm and sighed slightly.

He opened the closet and found a green shirt that was torn and folded. It was the clothes Su Yan wore that day.

King Yu lay on the low couch with his clothes on, unfolded the blue shirt and covered it over his body, sniffing the fragrance that had long disappeared from the collar, tossed and turned for a long time, and finally fell asleep.

He returned to the Enrong Banquet in a trance, and the Xinke Scholars raised their glasses to praise the emperor, and presented poems and paintings to win the holy joy.And in the gaps in the crowd, a young man's face was exposed in the corner, handsome and romantic, doing his own way, stretching out his chopsticks to pick up the dishes on the table, eating happily.The prince raised his brows and stared in anger, and the young man returned a nonchalant look.

At that moment, he thought: This is a wonderful man, I will decide.

King Yu slowly opened his eyes... Is it dawn?

This night, in the dream, there were no iron horses and glaciers, no battlefield smoke, no bloody corpses, and no sobbing Qiang flute.

King Yu sat up and found that the symptoms of dizziness, chest tightness, and nausea were relieved, and the irritability in his body also subsided a lot.

So he stayed alone in the waterside pavilion for another whole day, and it was not until nightfall that the firecrackers blared, and the sound shook the sky for half an hour without stopping.

All families are reunited.

The palace must be holding a grand New Year's Eve palace banquet as usual, and he, the prince, is absent due to illness. I guess the only one who is really worried is the queen mother?

The palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, a grand banquet was held, and there were continuous performances in the opera troupe hall.Those who are officials, those who want to be officials, those who are talented and famous, those who don't, those who know, those who don't know, come to pay their respects like a stream of water, they probably don't expect that even a piece of the prince's clothes can't be seen?

King Yu suddenly laughed.

He got up and took off the panlong robe and golden crown that symbolized the majesty of the prince, took out a set of unremarkable gray clothes from the closet and changed into them, and left the water pavilion.

Riding a horse on the deserted streets of the outer city, he looked at the brightly lit inner city, and couldn't wait to see someone.

In the hall of the Su Mansion, the servants set up a special charcoal fire table and set up a newly built nine-square grid large tin pot.

The stewed three fresh soup is boiling in the hot pot. On the table, various shabu-shabu fish fillets, beef and mutton, deer heart rabbit breast, sambal, shrimp and crab, mushrooms and vegetables... are all on the table.

Su Yan was pondering, since chili has not been introduced these days, so should the bottom of the spicy pot be seasoned with cornel sauce or yellow mustard.Finally put one frame each.

Use another grid, put both sauces, and add spicy rice oil, the red Bawang spicy.It may not be good to eat, but it's good to tease people.

Jing Hong came out with the last plate of sliced ​​sashimi and said to Su Yan, "My lord, you can start now."

Su Yan said, "Wait, there's someone else coming."

Seeing Jing Hongzhui's face darken, Master Su raised his eyebrows and put on airs: "Why, you want to change your mind as you agreed before?"

Jing Hong chased and gritted her teeth, and remained silent.

There was a knock on the door, Su Xiaobei went to answer the door, Shen Qi brought in a lot of food in large and small bags.Su Xiaojing leaned over and looked him up and down, with a curious and more complicated look on his face.

Shen Qi asked: "What are you looking at, haven't you seen it a few days ago?"

Su Xiaojing said: "I thought it was a visitor a few days ago, but I didn't look carefully, but now I realize that it is Xiaolang who lives in Jingxiang—"

Su Xiaobei kicked him secretly. In Su Xiaojing's mouth, the word "hoof" turned into a twists and turns of "嘿嗤嗤". He hugged his legs and jumped all over the courtyard like a toad.

"I'm sorry." Su Xiaobei bowed to Shen Qi and cupped his hands, his voice was calm, and he looked like a man in charge of a wealthy family, "Mr. Tongzhi, please, my master has been waiting for a long time."

Shen Qi nodded slightly, and handed him the ingredients in her hand.

Su Xiaobei said again: "The villain talks too much, remind Shen Tongzhi that peace is the most important thing on New Year's Eve, no matter who it is, if it offends my adults tonight, those inside will be driven out, and those outside will never come to the door again. "

Shen Qi's face darkened, she gritted her teeth, and acquiesced.

Walking into the hall, he and Jing Hong chased each other.

In the red copper torch in the center of the hot pot, hot coals beeped and sparks burst out.

Su Yan folded his arms and leaned his back against the hall pillar, looking like a stern referee, ready to expel someone or some people who did not follow the rules.

Shen Qi and Jing Hongzhui stared at each other for a long time, and finally turned their eyes away, pretending not to see each other.

Su Yan was barely satisfied and called everyone to sit down.

The Eight Immortals table is very spacious.Mr. Su sat at the main seat at the opposite door, Brother Jin Yiwei occupied the position on his left, the personal guard sat on the right without saying a word, and the two servants sat opposite each other.

In the steaming white smoke and aroma of the hot pot, this New Year's Eve dinner was eaten calmly on the surface, with swords and swords hidden in the dark.

Master Su wanted to boil meat, so he offered venison on the left and rabbit on the right.Mr. Su wanted to eat fish, one had the back of the fish and the other had the belly of the fish.

No matter which side is accepted first, the other side does not flinch on the bright side, but the feet under the table are full of vitality, cutting the opponent's bottom, and comparing each other secretly.

Mr. Su could control others but couldn't control his heart, so he had to accept two feedings at the same time, and became a chipmunk with bulging cheeks.

Xiao Jing lowered his head and giggled.

Xiaobei knocked him on the head with chopsticks, and whispered: "Eat quickly, and go back to bed after eating!"

Xiao Jing: "Why do you drive me to bed? Isn't there a night watch on New Year's Eve?"

Xiaobei: "Go to sleep if I tell you, there's so much nonsense, and I'm going to blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah!"

"Scare me with eating my brain all day long..." Xiao Jing muttered aggrievedly, and after finishing eating, he wiped his mouth and left the table to go back to the room.

Xiaobei also resigned immediately.There were only three people left at the table.

As Master Su ate, he felt his thigh being rubbed.First on the left, then on the right, not to be outdone, also came up.Embarrassed and annoyed, he slapped his chopsticks on the table: "Eat honestly!"

It didn't take long for the two legs to be honest, and they began to compete again.

In a rage, Lord Su raised his foot and stomped on the insteps of the two mischievous insteps, trying to beat the evildoer back to his original form.

The evildoers were afraid of hurting Mrs. Su, who was delicate and fleshy, so they had no choice but to withdraw their true energy. After being crushed, they pulled the corners of their stiff mouths and hissed.

Now Su Yan's mood improved, and he rashly challenged the heavy spicy pot, but he choked himself, his face was flushed, tears flowed, and he coughed half to death.

The two only had to work together, one patted his back and the other went to pour cold water, and then they scrambled to serve Master Su.

Outside the window, trees and silver blossoms lit up, and dazzling firecrackers lit up half of the night sky.

King Yu quietly stood under the old peach tree, watching the scene in the hall——

Su Yan half leaned on Shen Qi's arms, panting with tears in his eyes.Shen Qi was stroking his back, Jing Hong retrieved the empty cup, and wiped away the water stains at the corner of his mouth with her fingertips.

King Yu was silent for a moment, then turned and disappeared into the shadows.

Honglu Temple is in charge of foreign guests, and the four Oirat envoys are now living in the guest house of the government office.

In the middle of the night, there was still hustle and bustle outside the window, and the entire capital city was shrouded in the sound of crackling firecrackers and the light of fireworks.

The Oala envoys gathered at the table, drinking and eating barbecue, and complained in barbaric language: "How can you sleep at night with such arguing?"

"When will we get the credentials? Hurry up and go back. We are trapped in this corrupt bureau all day long, like guarding against thieves!"

"If you want me to say, just start fighting directly, what are you doing with these back and forth tricks?"

"People in the Central Plains are sticky, and the emperor's attitude is also sticky. It's unpleasant."

"Hey, let's not say a few words. I heard that they have a spy agency called 'Jinyiwei'. It's very powerful. If we eavesdrop and go to the emperor to inform us, it won't do us any good."

One of the messengers raised his head and drank the wine, put down the bowl, suddenly raised his ears to listen carefully, and asked with a frown, "Did you hear... a strange flute sound?"