Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

In the first year of Zhiyuan, in July, the cicadas sing continuously.

The furnishings in the imperial study should be simple and elegant, completely in accordance with the empress' preferences.

When the chief executive of the imperial court was just promoted, he would be trembling for fear that if he didn't do something well, he would offend the empress.

Later, I often accompanied the king, and gradually discovered that the style of this empress was very different from the two previous emperors. She put her heart in her stomach, and no longer had so many wild thoughts, just serve her heart.

The weather is hot, the cicadas on the trees are hot, and so are the people.

Song Dajian lightly changed the ice mirror, saw the cold white air wafting from the four-horned golden beast, and then touched the sour plum soup that was chilled by the waiter.

"His Majesty……"

Chi Heng fell over his desk to review the memorial, and then raised his clear eyes to look at the supervisor.

The supervisor whispered: "Your Majesty has been reviewing the memorial for an hour. Drink a bowl of sour plum soup to quench your thirst."

"It's been an hour?" Chi Heng was slightly surprised, then looked down at the books piled as high as Yuan Hill, and smiled wryly: "Leave it alone, and drink it later."

The chief supervisor bowed his head and bowed his eyebrows and stopped persuading.

The dynasty changed, the country changed hands, but the previous dynasty left a lot of mess.

His Majesty took the throne, and all the messy things came together.

This is still an important task sorted out by the courtiers, and the memorials sent to the imperial study every day are stacked up to two or three feet.

Dealt with today, and tomorrow.

Xia Chan uttered one after another, the cries were like waves, one after another.

Two quarters of an hour later, Chi Heng finished closing the memorial in his hand, resting the brush on the pen mount, rubbing his wrist, raising his hand and pinching the back of his neck.

The supervisor brought sour plum soup to her eyes. The soup was kept chilled, and there was a faint air-conditioning on the surface, which looked particularly pleasing in the hot summer.

"How's it going, Ma'am?"

Even after she ascended the throne, she has not changed her words. She has been calling her father and mother for more than 20 years, and she suddenly calls her empress dowager too emperor. She is too unfamiliar and she doesn't like it.

Song Dajian said: "The Empress Dowager and the Supreme Emperor went to the opera in the Liyuan early in the morning."

Chi Heng took a sip of the sour plum soup, and the soup tasted sweet and sour in her mouth, exactly like her mood at the moment.

After working hard for half her life, she hoped that her parents could enjoy a happy life.

But thinking of the eldest brother going to find Miss Li to talk about love, the second brother is also discussing marriage recently, and even the parents who have always loved her give up their hands and try to find happiness, so she is 'prisoned' in this imperial study.

She clicked her tongue and drank less than half a bowl of sour plum soup in one gulp. When her anxiety subsided, she couldn't help thinking: It would be great if my sister was here.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty? Is this soup not tasty?"

Chi Heng glanced at him indifferently, Song Dajian knew that he had slipped his words, and secretly thought that he was out of his mind and dared to pry into the emperor's mind.

Although His Majesty treats people in the palace with good words most of the time, the aura of calmness and prestige seems to be awe-inspiring and inviolable by nature.

"Damn it slave!"

Chi Heng gently rubbed his temples in boredom, and was amused by his sincere and fearful appearance: "I don't like you, why should you die?"

Song Dajian was stupid and didn't know how to answer. He knelt there and said no, and he didn't say no.

Thinking that he was also in his thirties, he was stupefied here when he was questioned, Chi Heng raised his eyebrows: "Okay, get up, I'm not a tyrant, why are you so timid?"

What she likes is Song Dajian's outstanding ability to be considerate, but considerate is considerate, this person is too timid, I don't know how frightened he was earlier.

Song Dajian looked at His Majesty's expression and stood up, his eyes fell on the empty bowl, and asked, "Do you want another bowl, Your Majesty?"

"No."

She still has less than half of the papers to deal with.

Really sitting in this seat, the role of an emperor is really not easy to teach people to slack off, and besides becoming an emperor, standing at the highest place, within two months Chi Heng tasted the true meaning of being overwhelmed by the cold.

There is a difference between the monarch and the minister, and there is destined to be a distance.

This is helpless.

Even if she wanted to have a drink with her old comrades, Wu Youyou and Sun Zhuri didn't dare to have fun as before.

It is said that there is no distinction between monarch and minister, who dares to distinguish between monarch and minister with her?

Chi Heng sat back on the throne and wrote a review.

During the period, she dug out a few memorials of "please fill the harem, and establish the empress early" and threw them into a corner. She glanced at which courtier handed them over, and silently remembered them in her heart.

……

The Shen family's carriage came all the way from Zhenzhou, and it took more than half a month to arrive at Shengjing in Shenchu ​​today.

The sound of hawking can be heard on both sides of the long street, the common people are chatting and laughing wantonly about their family affairs, and there are also scholars in teahouses and restaurants talking about state affairs.

Nowadays, the people are encouraged to speak freely and set up the "Wanmin Wall". If the words are accepted, they can receive rewards ranging from ten taels to 500 taels.

With a new master in power, Vientiane will be renewed.

At the second quarter of Shen Shi, the gate of the General Zhen Guo's mansion opened, and Liuqin Liuse helped her young lady get off the carriage.

Shen Yanen sat in a wooden wheelchair and looked up at the plaque in front of the mansion. The housekeeper came out with a group of servants, tears welling up in his eyes: "Welcome the general, and welcome the young lady back!"

Qing Heyuan stretched his brows, raised his pretty face, and showed a peaceful smile.

……

The servant and the supervisor whispered a few words, the supervisor Song glanced inside the door, saw that His Majesty had just put down the imperial pen, and rushed to report.

"Your Majesty, the father and daughter of General Zhen Guo have returned to the city today."

Chi Heng hadn't recovered from the heavy state affairs, and was startled when he heard the words: "What did you say?"

"General Zhen Guo and..."

"Sister is back?!" Chi Heng's eyes lit up, and his whole body glowed with a completely different color.

For a moment, looking at her, Song Dajian seemed to see a cat at home, which is probably the case when a cat sees a fish.

But His Majesty's Ninth Five-Year Honor, how can he arrange it?He made a confession in his heart.

Knowing that his sister was coming to Beijing, Chi Heng wished he could grow his wings and fly over there sooner, but that's not good for the emperor, and he had to follow black people behind him for anything big.

But going to see her father-in-law and her own daughter-in-law is a big deal, she patiently tried on the regular clothes, and when the clothes were finished, the palace man showed her a bronze mirror, she frowned and looked left and right, feeling something was wrong.

"Supervisor, look at me like this, is it safe?"

Song Dajian opened his eyes and looked around, shaking his head.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with His Majesty, His Majesty was a nobleman, he looked first-class, and he looked good even in a sack.

But His Majesty frowned and thought there was something wrong.

Chi Heng blinked, his eyes stopped on the lotus-blue robe, and he felt blessed: "Go and get a set of women's uniforms, now you don't need to dress up as a man, I'm going to see my sister, how can I wear such clothes to dirty her again?" Eye?"

Said to take a set of women's uniforms, Song Dajian said hello, and the palace people came near with ten sets of eight sets of dresses newly made this summer.

The empress usually didn't pay much attention to dressing up, and it was rare for her to wear the clothes when they were ready. Now that she was willing to change into these colorful and bright clothes, the embroiderers of the Yuyifang finally had a place to play.

Chi Heng thought about reconciling with Qinghe, getting together less and leaving more, now that the world is finally set to no longer have to bear the pain of life and separation, she was happy in her heart, she chose a garnet red embroidered gold phoenix long dress that dragged the floor, and let the palace servants do her makeup and hair. .

To be packed, it has arrived at Shenzheng.

"how?"

The palace servants were taken aback by her question, and then they all blushed in embarrassment.

It is a well-known fact that the Empress is very beautiful, otherwise the courtiers would not have blushed and had thick necks over the matter of 'canonizing the Empress'.

His Majesty was born in a general family, and he is open-minded by nature. He is busy with political affairs every day and rarely changes into women's clothing. In the palace, he wears most masculine robes.

Now that she has changed into a bright dress, her lips are red and her teeth are white, her eyebrows and eyes are affectionate, and she has a flair that ordinary women don't have.

how to say?Strange.

Not only to seduce men, but also to seduce women.

But how could His Majesty seduce a man?

When a man sees her, he can only bow his knees and surrender. It seems that His Majesty and Miss Shen really have a good relationship.

The palace people thought of the embarrassing girl Shen, and saw His Majesty's joy in putting on the new clothes, waiting to please people's eyes, their hearts skipped a beat, and they thought of grinding mirrors in a mess.

In terms of etiquette, it is an established fact that Miss Shen married "Chi San Gongzi".

But outside, it is rumored that His Majesty and the girl from the Shen family are "sisterhood", and it is the Shen family's cover-up to protect the daughter of the "Third Young Master Chi" for the sake of righteousness.

Those people outside are spreading the word, and His Majesty has never responded.

Song Dajian remembered the memorials used by His Majesty to pad the corners of the table in the Imperial Study Room, and all of those memorials urged His Majesty to fill the harem.

He vaguely guessed something, and thought about the Shen family in advance, thinking that he would be more respectful when he saw that Shen girl in the future.

What if one day becomes the master?

After being praised by the servant girl Yishui, Chi Heng smiled in a good mood: "Yes, I really treat my sister differently from other people. From now on, you should treat her as respectfully as you treat me."

The palace man restrained his astonishment, bowed his head and said yes.

At the second quarter of the unitary hour, the emperor Luan came to the mansion of the general of Zhenguo.

When Chi Heng stepped into the door, Miss Shen from the [Xiuchun Courtyard] was about to get up and go to the [Jianyun Courtyard] where her sweetheart used to live, when she was about to get up and sit down in the [Jianyun Courtyard] where her sweetheart used to live, when Liuqin came quickly: "Miss! Your Majesty coming!"

Shen Yanen was secretly relieved that she could come.

"Your Majesty is so handsome. I haven't seen him for a long time. It's rare to remember the old man."

The general was bad at walking, so he sat in a wooden wheelchair and exchanged greetings with the new emperor.

Chi Heng heard his subtext, and said earnestly: "Father-in-law has worked hard for my protection. Today I heard that you are coming to Beijing, how could I not come? Where are the old people from? Aren't you and I just family members?"

She didn't shy away from the palace servants who accompanied her, and she directly called the general "father-in-law", with a clear attitude, Shen Yanen thanked her deeply, and the strange emotion in her heart faded away.

There was a slight smile on his face: "Your Majesty is now the emperor of the You Dynasty, how can he be as reckless as in the old days? Speaking of outsiders, the old officials are arrogant and rely on the old to sell the old."

These words sound fresh, and it's hard to imagine that it was said by General Shen. Chi Heng's eyebrows and eyes are curved, and the phoenix on his chest is proudly staring at her, forming a subtle contrast with her whole body. .

Superintendent Song waited there honestly, lamenting that His Majesty is also good at sweet talk, and at the same time envious of the great fortune of the Shen family.

His Majesty has not added people to the harem for so long, because he has made up his mind to make Miss Xu Chen the queen.

There was a scorching wind blowing from the courtyard, and the sound of footsteps came from far and near. Chi Heng paused, put down the teacup in his hand, and took a quick look at the women's clothing on his body. Feeling shy for a moment, he felt embarrassed, and then he couldn't wait to stand up. stand up.

A woman with a graceful figure came into view, her throat moved, and the word "sister" hung on her lips, before she could speak, her brows were filled with joy.

The sky and the beauty complement each other, Qinghe suppressed the long-boiling lovesickness, and looked straight into Chi Heng's eyes full of affection.

Seeing clearly that she was dressed in women's clothing, with a little makeup on, she was astonished and captivated by her, the corners of her lips were raised unconsciously, and her eyes met each other, with a kind of affectionate and romantic glance.

Song Dajian was amazed from the bottom of his heart: It's a good match, and it's really a good match.

Chi Heng's eyes were full of smiles, and her fingers were sweating nervously. She took the initiative to take a few steps, and Qinghe raised her skirt and stepped over the threshold.

The atmosphere of the reunion after a long absence was hot, hot, and ambiguous, and the joy was even greater when they noticed that both of them were wearing pomegranate-colored clothes.

Shortening the distance to two steps, Qing He stopped appropriately, but saw her frivolous brows and a beautiful arc on her back: "My lady, I greet Your Majesty."

With red lips and white teeth, and a soft voice, like running water brushing over the tip of his heart, Chi Heng's heart trembled when she shouted, his heart beat like a drum, and his tender white ears blushed in front of countless pairs of eyes.