Reincarnation of the powerful minister

Ink spots splashed on the hem of the dragon robe.

The emperor's face was darker than the ink in the inkstone, with faintly visible veins popping out of his forehead, his eyes were colder than the harsh winter wind.

Because of being in a respected position all year round, this chill has its own coercion.Su Yan's face was tingling and his heart felt guilty, but at the same time, he felt that if he could make the emperor so angry, he could be regarded as a real iron tooth.

withstand!If you don't give this old man some flair today, you really think that you've got me under control after just one sleep, that I, Su Qinghe, are like other courtiers who come and go when you call them!Su Yan finished pumping himself up, put on a stubborn face, and looked directly at the other party without dodging.

The emperor's hand holding his wrist turned to pinch his chin, while the other hand grabbed the back of his neck and pushed him back onto the dragon chair.

Su Yan resisted with all his strength, kicked and kicked the ground and slid down the chair, and tugged at the hem of the dragon robe, dragging the emperor to the ground.

In this imperial study room where candle shadows flickered, the king lost the majesty of the king, and the minister lost the etiquette of the courtiers. The two rolled on the ground, suppressing each other.

The dark blue gold brick floor was as clean as a mirror, vaguely reflecting the vigorously moving arms and legs, and only a quick gasp was heard in the quiet room.

The emperor pressed Su Yan tightly under his body, wrapped his arms with the torn table curtain, and tore his jade belt.

Su Yan writhed like a snake, kicked the emperor with his feet, and kicked off a white suede boot.

The emperor pulled off his belt and threw it on the ground beside him, the sapphire inlaid on the belt cracked.The emperor's immovable face also seemed to have cracks, revealing the turbulent tide underneath, which could no longer be restrained by any face, etiquette and demeanor.

"...It doesn't necessarily belong to me? Ha, then tell me, whose is it?!"

"Anyone can!"

The emperor pressed Su Yan's arms with one hand, and continued to tear the side tie in the blue sticker on his body with the other hand: "You are a dragon fetus!"

Su Yan pulled out an arm from the table curtain that was twisted into a rope, and wrestled with the emperor's fingers: "It belongs to the prince! Didn't the emperor scold the minister long ago, saying that the minister used obscene things to corrupt the prince's heart, and still Rewarding the minister with fifty court sticks? It's a pity that the minister will not change his life and go to seduce His Highness the Crown Prince. He really has no sense of shame!"

With a "stab", not only the tie, but the whole patch was torn along the waist.The emperor peeled Su Yan out of the shell like a chestnut, but it was inevitable that he would be stabbed by the sharp thorns: "—nonsense! When did I accuse you...of seducing the crown prince?"

With a vermilion table curtain and a blue outer robe under his body, the only remaining plain white jacket looks extraordinarily thin.Su Yan was panting tiredly, but still did not give up struggling and resisting: "If it wasn't for the minister's shameless seduction of His Highness the Crown Prince, where did the erotic pictures come from? Isn't it because of this that the emperor alienated the minister, saying 'missing' ? Now that all the ministers have pleaded guilty, and it is up to the emperor to kill or cut him up, is the emperor still satisfied?"

The emperor trembled with pain in his heart, and even the arm that was pressing on his shoulder trembled, and shouted hoarsely: "Shut up! Stop talking..."

Su Yan raised his slender neck like white jade, his eyes squinted at the emperor, the wet eyelashes cast a shadow at the corner of the red eyes, as if about to cry, but the corners of his mouth curled up like he was about to laugh: "The prince is a man who didn't grow in the fields." The finished cabbage is very young. But Naichen doesn't know what is good and what is bad, so he doesn't eat the cooked meat, but likes to pick the leaves of the cabbage and eat them raw."

The emperor suddenly lowered his head and gagged his mouth.

I don't know who bit off whose tongue, and the sweet smell stirred in his mouth, which made this deep kiss more sad than the passionate entanglement.

After a long while, the emperor raised his upper body with his arms, looked down at the disheveled courtiers, and said hoarsely: "Look at you, what have you forced me into..."

Su Yan's face was flushed, fine beads of sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, and his fingers grasped the robes scattered on the ground in vain. "It's the minister forced by the emperor." He breathed out exhaustedly, "The emperor has thought about the erotic pictures. How do you plan to deal with the minister?"

The emperor said: "It's none of your business, I know, it's the prince messing around."

Su Yan asked forcefully, "Since you know it's none of my business, why didn't you see me?"

The emperor couldn't speak, but leaned over and hugged him tightly, breathing heavily in the hollow of his shoulder.

"During the six months that I've been away, what happened to the emperor's headache?" Su Yan asked in a low voice.

The emperor was silent for a moment, and replied vaguely: "It's okay as usual."

"—The emperor lied to me." Su Yan said coldly, reaching out to push him to get up.

"...The attack is more frequent than before, and the pain has also intensified. Therefore, Chen Shiyu was called into the palace, and he lived in the front court so that he could be summoned at any time." The emperor changed his words.

Only then did Su Yan's face soften a little: "The emperor's headache has worsened, and he doesn't shy away from medical treatment, but he wants to hide it from me, and even alienate me. What's the reason? He thinks that I, Su Qinghe, have a weak temperament and can't bear to work together to overcome difficulties. Are you shouldering the burden of the wind and rain alone; or do you think that what I promised, 'No matter how rough the road ahead is, I will walk with you to the end' is a lie?"

The emperor was silent again, raised his upper body after a long time, and sighed: "I just thought, before you fall deep, there is still time to get out in time."

Su Yan sneered: "Don't you think that the emperor's words are hypocritical? Who set up a net to catch me as a moth at every step, and now I don't want to run away, so you can't bear to let me go? You can You once asked me, do you want to be released?"

The emperor frowned in pain, stretched out his hand to hold his shoulder, his face was a little pale, but his expression returned to calm: "That moment, this moment. It is definitely not a good thing for you to stay in the capital and by my side. I have considered it. , I want you to accompany the capital."

"Nanjing?" Su Yan also frowned, but because of doubts and faint dissatisfaction, "The prince is going to Nanjing to worship the mausoleum, what am I going to do? Why, the emperor still thinks that the prince and the minister are too far away, and wants to send melons and plums to do it." heap?"

The emperor once again blocked this usually sweet mouth, but tonight it was extremely unpleasant.

Not only was Su Yan exhausted from being kissed, he lost half of his life in a trance, his arms unconsciously climbed up the emperor's back, and his body softened into a puddle of spring water.

During the interval of breathing, the emperor gently ordered: "Go as soon as you are told, and be obedient. As for the prince's petty thoughts, I know. But I also know that you have no personal affection for him. I believe you."

Su Yan felt more comfortable now, and murmured in a low voice: "In the first place, I look at Zhu Helin like a younger brother, um..." Feeling the emperor's hand kneading his waist and hips, Su Yan's breath stagnated, and he suddenly got stuck. up.

The emperor deliberately put on a straight face: "The seniority is messed up. Do you want to be his elder brother? I don't think of you as a son."

Su Yan put his arms around the emperor's neck and whispered in his ear: "I can't treat him as my son... It's a big treason."

The emperor also whispered: "You don't need to treat him as a son, but he must only treat you as a little mother. If he can't do it, don't come back in this life."

Su Yan thumped the emperor's back: "You little... nonsense! The majestic king of a country is talking nonsense."

But the emperor said: "'In the same room, we have the feeling of scorpion', you said it yourself. So there are no monarchs and ministers here, only husband and wife. In this case, it doesn't hurt to say a few stupid words."

Su Yanxun was so drunk that he smoothed out his fangs and anger, and even forgot to ask: Why does it have to be Nanjing?What do you want me to do?

The emperor didn't want to talk about official affairs anymore, he just wanted to talk about personal affairs - at least at this moment, to enjoy the reunion after half a long absence.

The two of them couldn't wait to move the bed, and in this posture, they untied each other's small clothes, and suddenly heard the voice of the servant asking outside the hall door: "My lord, Master Lang Linghu is summoned to meet the saint. Do you want to let him in?"

The emperor, who was diligent in political affairs, raised his head from the floor, his face darkened, while Lord Su, who was loyal to the country, had one leg still hooked around the emperor's waist.

The emperor endured, and shouted: "—No see! I didn't summon him, tell him to go!"

There was a moment of silence outside the hall, and Master Linghu Ling's voice came in faintly: "The emperor clearly ordered the little eunuch to deliver an oral order a quarter of an hour ago, and asked the ministers to come to the imperial study immediately to record the matters discussed with the elders. .The minister hastily came from Zhifang, why did he say that there was no summons? Did the servant pass the wrong word, or did the emperor change his mind temporarily?"

If it were another courtier, the emperor said that if he didn't summon him, he didn't summon him, so he drove him away and left in despair.

However, Master Linghu, as a historian, has the spirit of seeking truth from facts and getting to the bottom of the matter, so he has to find out whether someone falsely preached the oracle.

Duo Guier, who was serving in the imperial study, quietly turned into Su Yan, and Linghu, the historian who shouldn't be here, appeared at a critical moment. Shut that bastard brother into the high wall.

He took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and said loudly: "The meeting is cancelled, you go back! I'm going to rest."

Outside the palace gate, Linghu blinked his eyes a few times inexplicably, bowed and cupped his hands: "Then I'm leaving, if the emperor still calls, I'll be here at any time."

In the hall, Su Yan suddenly woke up, and a conversation with Linghu flashed in his mind:

"...Master Su is a leader among the younger generation, with a promising future, but also a rough one!"

"Thank you, Lord Ling. I will not forget my original intention and forge ahead."

"...Xiaguan hereby wish Master Su that his life will be like spring and autumn water."

"The spring breeze is elegant and can accommodate things, and the autumn water is not stained with dust. Thanks to your sincerity, I will study late and be taught, and I will definitely live up to my expectations."

Indulging in private affairs, is this his "never forget the original intention"?Su Yan felt ashamed.Recalling that it was King Yu who detained Duo Guier tonight and asked him to change into the servant's robe and sneak in, then King Yu must still be in the palace, how long he and the emperor stayed in the imperial study, does King Yu know? ?

In all likelihood, this Linghu was tricked by King Yu, just to remind him—"to figure it out" is fine, but "to get jade and steal fragrance" is not.

With a basin of cold water in his pocket, Su Yan lost all interest and hurriedly jumped up to get dressed and put on boots.

Seeing this situation, the emperor also knew that nothing could be done tonight, so while dressing, he was thinking about how to make his younger brother suffer.

Su Yan managed to tidy himself up, and obediently walked over to tie the belt and crown for the emperor.

The emperor caressed his cheek and sighed: "...that's fine."

What "also good"?Linmen stepped on the brakes, okay?Su Yan murmured in his heart, but didn't show it on his face, he just asked: "What does the emperor want me to do in Nanjing? How long?"

The emperor did not answer directly: "After the edict is issued, you will know."

Su Yan thought for a while, and then said: "I'm still worried about the emperor's headache. Do you want to tell the world and find a famous doctor who can cure difficult and miscellaneous diseases? It's really not possible. Western medicine... the doctor of Xiyi can also try it... ..."

Thinking of this time, Western medicine has just started to transform from empirical medicine to experimental medicine, and even the human anatomy has not yet been established, and I am afraid that it is helpless to face such complicated brain lesions.Su Yan couldn't help feeling frustrated, and his voice became softer.

The emperor smiled, took him into his arms and kissed between his brows: "I know my body well, you don't have to worry about it."

Su Yan thought about it, and felt that even if he stayed in the capital, he would not be able to help, so he might as well follow the emperor's arrangement and go to Nanjing.

For one thing, the emperor never targets indiscriminately, and there must be a mission in this trip.

Secondly, if there is such a thing as a erotic picture, the queen mother may hate him even more, and she might arrange some shady means to kill him secretly, which is impossible to guard against.It is more important to avoid disasters and save lives first.

There is another reason -

He is very concerned about the historical memories of his previous life left in his mind, especially the part about Zhu Helin. Although the memory is fragmented and fuzzy, he always feels it is very important.Maybe after going to Nanjing to meet the prince, he can remember.

Su Yan made up his mind, kissed the emperor back, took two steps back, and said goodbye.

Walking to the gate of the palace, I suddenly heard the emperor calling from behind: "Qinghe—"

Su Yan turned around and smiled slightly at the emperor.

The emperor didn't speak or smile, just stared at him deeply and without a moment, as if he wanted to engrave him in his heart with his sight.

The two looked at each other intently, as if thousands of words were contained in the eyes that blended together.

Su Yan didn't even remember how he left the imperial study room - who would be willing to break his sight with such an intoxicating gaze?He couldn't bear it, and neither could the emperor.

But he was still walking out of the palace gate and the palace gate after all.

"whispering sound."

Someone on the side made a breathy sound, like a casual and rude greeting, which could be clearly heard in the cold forbidden night.

Su Yan turned his head—looking up—— King Yu was dressed in black clothes, leaning on the roof with a pair of long legs stretched out, with an empty wine jar resting on his arm, and was jokingly chattering at him: "Got it?"

Su Yan rolled his eyes, ignored him, and continued walking.

King Yu abandoned the empty wine jar on the roof, jumped down vigorously, and walked side by side with Su Yan: "I thought you were going to stay overnight in the imperial study, so you didn't plan to come out."

Su Yan mocked: "I don't dare to stay longer for a moment, otherwise the outside of the palace will be like a revolving lantern. Lord Linghu has left, and I don't know which adult will come to 'call to face the king'. His Royal Highness, you Are you not afraid that the emperor will punish you for passing on a false imperial decree? This is a serious crime of losing your head!"

King Yu laughed and said, "I've thought about it a long time ago. Brother Huang will definitely punish me severely for what happened tonight—so what? Unless he really imprisoned me in Fengyang's high wall, I'll just stir up the muddy water from time to time, see Is he the one who couldn't bear it first, or I bowed my head and resigned to my fate first."

"My lord, why bother?" Su Yan sighed, "It's not the lord who imprisoned you in the capital—"

He suddenly fell silent.

King Yu raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Isn't it my brother? You continue to talk."

Su Yan knew that his heart softened for a moment, so he lost his words, so he pursed his lips and quickened his pace.

King Yu grabbed his wrist and pressed him against the vermilion palace wall beside the road.

Su Yan struggled, and said in a low voice, "Let go! Be respectful. If the palace servants and guards see it, you're shameless and I want more!"

"So what if you see it?" King Yu took another step closer nonchalantly, his tall body almost pressed him into the wall, "It's just me, a prodigal prince, reverting to his old ways and attacking a servant, who dares to care? "

Su Yan was also dressed as a servant at the suggestion of King Yu, but now it has become a factor that is not good for him, as if he has been trapped by someone else, and his face is red with anger: "You, are you in your own heart? Uncomfortable, and don’t let others be comfortable? It’s interesting to tease me so many times?”

King Yu said: "Hey, are you really not afraid that I will rape you again?"

Su Yan rolled his eyes almost to the sky: "They are all men, I can't tell if there is any impulsiveness?"

King Yu looked down at his belt: "If you can accept it, I will have it right away."

Su Yan bent his knees hard and was held by King Yu's knees.King Yu laughed and said, "If you try again, I'll be really impulsive."

Su Yan had nothing to do with this demon king, and said helplessly, "Let go first, and I'll let you go."

King Yu's demeanor was long overdue, he not only let go of his hand, but even helped him straighten the folds on his robe.

Su Yan avoided the seriousness and said lightly: "It's not something the emperor would like to confine you in the capital, and he has no choice but to."

King Yu intuited that what Su Yan wanted to say just now was not this sentence.But I also know that when Su Yan said this, he didn't intend to show his heart to him, so his face suddenly sank.

For some reason, Su Yan saw the meaning of grievance and injury in the eyes of the former God of War general and now Huahua Taisui. Inexplicably, he couldn't bear it, so he changed the subject and said: "Well, let me give you a suggestion——If the prince takes the initiative to declare Give up your ambition to be a soldier and horse, and never lead an army in the future, just like other feudal lords, stay honestly in the feudal palace, maybe the emperor will consider letting you go out of Beijing."

King Yu sneered: "What's the difference between going to the fiefdom and being raised as a pig pen, and being raised as a pig pen in the capital? If you don't let me lead the army, you will be a prisoner wherever you are."

Su Yan said: "Let's take it step by step. You are such a big man, why don't you know how to adapt?"

King Yu said: "I understand the principle of fighting every step of the way. However, the army is different from the court. Once I say that I will be discouraged and never join the army. I will chill the hearts of the soldiers. Even if I lead the army again in the future, how can I convince the people? It is not like the court. Those politicians who toss and turn in the hall talk like fart, and they can eat it back after they have done it."

Su Yan was also helpless.Once he hid under the desk in the royal study and overheard the secret between the queen mother and the emperor, the last person he could not tell was King Yu.

The queen mother didn't know that he was eavesdropping, but the emperor knew, but didn't warn or remind him to keep his mouth shut. This was the emperor's trust in him, and he could not live up to this trust.

——But the King of Yu was also aggrieved, his halberd fell to the sand, and he was trapped in a golden cage.

——The emperor was even more aggrieved, and took the blame for the empress dowager for a whole ten years.

It's too difficult for me... Su Yan sighed deeply.

Seeing that he was so troubled, King Yu couldn't bear to ask any more questions, put his hand on his shoulder, slowed down his pace and continued walking.

In the dark and deserted palace road, only a lantern in Su Yan's hand emitted warm yellow light, illuminating a small piece of darkness in front of him, and echoed the footsteps of the two walking more and more harmoniously.

King Yu suddenly had an absurd idea, wanting to walk down with Su Yan who was holding a lamp beside him, silently and tenderly, hand in hand.

Even if you never go back to the battlefield.Even if you never get out of the boundary marker.

This thought was like a falcon, lingering in his mind for a long time, and finally swept the sky with the wind and left him.

——If he can't go to the battlefield, what's the point of his life?What qualifications do you have to win the admiration and love of your sweetheart?

King Yu suddenly stopped, and to Su Yan who looked back at him puzzledly after walking a few steps, he said decisively: "One day, I will return to the world that belongs to me."

Su Yan was stunned and smiled: "Yes, I believe it."