Dressed as the teacher of the Black Lotus Emperor

The young and handsome face changed several times, Xiao Shen suddenly stood up from the water, gritted his teeth secretly and said: "Sir, take a better look."

Accompanied by the sound of "crash la la" water, that powerful body broke through the water, making people dizzy for a while.

"I don't want to watch!" Shen Qingzhuo closed his eyes subconsciously, "You are not a delicate beauty, what's so good about you?"

He hastily turned around and walked out. After taking two steps, he said worriedly: "Don't soak for too long, I'll ask someone to come in and serve you."

When Xiao Shen dried off all the moisture and returned to the bedroom, he saw that the husband was lying on the imperial concubine's couch pretending to be asleep.

The anger full of desire and thoughts melted silently the moment his eyes touched the quiet face.

The husband is so thin and pitiful, even wearing layers of clothes, he is as thin as a piece of paper. He even doubts that he can easily hug him with one hand.

Xiao Shen purposely stepped heavily, and stomped to the front of the couch. As expected, the long eyelashes that were quietly closed trembled undetectably, like the wings of a frightened butterfly.

He propped his hands on both sides of the imperial concubine's couch, and slowly bent down. Although the wound on his back was aching from being stretched, it couldn't stop him from getting close to his husband at all.

The hot breath was getting closer and closer, and a strange cold fragrance wrapped in moisture enveloped his head, Shen Qingzhuo suffocated for breath, and was so nervous that his green fingers grabbed the corner of his clothes.

When the breath was so close that it sprayed on his face, he finally couldn't help opening his eyes, and raised his hand against the young man who was almost pressing on him, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Shen let out a light "tsk", feeling sorry for the lack of such a little bit, but said with a light smile: "I want to see, how long are you going to pretend to be asleep, Mister?"

The enlarged version of his handsome face was in front of his eyes, and Shen Qingzhuo felt uncomfortable being stared at, so he pushed him, "Sir, he didn't pretend to be asleep, he was woken up by you."

Unexpectedly, with a light push, Xiao Shen immediately let out an "Ouch", lying on the husband like a fool, and then buried his face into Xiangxiang's soft neck, "It hurts...I can't get up..."

But Shen Qingzhuo has seen through the little apprentice, whether the wound hurts or not depends on whether he wants to play tricks, so he said ruthlessly: "If you don't get up again, I will kick you down."

"Mister, is he willing?" Xiao Shen was sure that the gentleman would soften his heart, and rubbed his hands stickily, "Mister is just reluctant..."

The little milk dog has grown into a large dog, and still can't change the habit of acting like a baby, but the heavy body makes Shen Qingzhuo a little out of breath.

He negotiated helplessly: "Get up first, sir has something serious to ask you."

Xiao Shen was full of unscrupulous thoughts, but obediently got up anyway, "What do you want to ask, sir?"

You can only eat sweets if you listen to your husband's words. He can clearly distinguish between short-term pleasure and long-term planning.

Shen Qingzhuo quietly breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his clothes, got up from the couch, sat down at the desk, and kept a certain distance from the young man, "After you came back, Mr. has always wanted to find a time to review the game with you."

Xiao Shen unconsciously sat up straight.

"When you were in Suixi, you didn't want to discuss the battle situation with me. I got all the news from the military adviser for all the battles, big and small." Shen Qingzhuo looked at him, "Now I want to hear your thoughts, what do you think? A battle, why did it last for two years?"

Dayong was originally the collective name of the barbarians distributed in the northwest of Dayong. There were many tribes, nomadic, and migrating by water and grass. After several generations of internal wars, they were finally divided into two, forming today's Beirong and Xirong.

The Northern Rong moved to the north, and the Youbei Great Territory guarded by the Shen family separated it from Dayong, while the Xirong took the Suiling River as the dividing line, and for many years did not interfere with Dayong's well water.Until a few years ago, there was a severe drought in the Suiling River area, and the Xirong began to frequently launch small-scale wars, harassing the border, trying to move eastward to compete for more water and grassland.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Shen replied in a deep voice: "Objectively speaking, the Xirong people are good at riding and shooting, and they are brave and good at fighting. However, the Suixi army has been at ease for a long time. When they first came to the battlefield, they were only expected to be beaten."

Shen Qingzhuo shook his head, "There were [-] soldiers stationed in Suixi, and with the [-] elite soldiers you brought, there will be nearly [-] troops. Even with two enemies and one enemy, we should be able to win."

"The Xirong commander is a genius at using soldiers. He is good at sneak attacks, cunning and cunning, and he often retreats with one blow. Yuan Hao has suffered too much from ambush and traps, so he often dare not pursue rashly." Xiao Shen frowned, "Of course, the most fundamental thing The reason is that the food and grass given by the imperial court are not enough, and the soldiers and horses can’t get enough to eat.”

The geology and climate in Suixi is not suitable for growing grain, especially in the past few years, Jingzhou, the reserve granary in Lindong, has also been affected by drought, and the grain production has decreased year by year. Once it enters wartime, it will not be enough to supply the rations of Sui soldiers.

But at the same time, the imperial court repeatedly delayed the distribution of grain. Finally, the grain was allocated, and the road was damaged several times, and finally it was greatly reduced in Suixi.

They fought all the year round, but they couldn't even feed enough soldiers and horses. No matter how powerful the army was, it was just an empty shell, and the nearly [-] troops became a burden instead.

"The food supplied by the imperial court was insufficient, and the battle line was forced to be stretched. In order to make up for the loopholes consumed by the war, the imperial court would continue to increase taxes. The harvest of the people was not enough to maintain their livelihoods. At this time, some local gentry took the opportunity to occupy the land. The people who have been counted will become displaced refugees." Shen Qingzhuo sighed and continued, "Continued wars will make the people less and less, and the deserted land will be uncultivated, and the food for the army will be even more insufficient. Vicious circle."

After the words fell, Xiao Shen fell into a long silence.

"The mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood you saw on the battlefield is cruel and bloody enough, but this is only the tip of the iceberg." Shen Qingzhuo walked back to the young man and said wordlessly, "Behind the war is scorched earth where not a single blade of grass grows, where families are destroyed and people die. It is an unforeseen disaster for the people."

Xiao Shen raised his face, a look of confusion and hesitation appeared in his eyes, "What does Mr. mean...was I fighting the wrong battle?"

"Of course not." Shen Qingzhuo raised his hand to caress the young man's hair, "Xirong's frequent invasion of Suixi, and its ambition to expand eastward has made life difficult for the people on the border. This time you are fighting the war of defending the country. The enemy. Although there were many difficulties, you finally won this battle, and I am very proud of you in my heart."

His dark eyes lit up instantly, "Really?"

"When did Mister ever lie to you?" Shen Qingzhuo couldn't help but wet his eyes as the hand stroking the top of his hair slid down, "After you came back, Mister hadn't had time to praise you, Xiao Qi is far better than what Mister taught you. .”

The scars all over his body are his youth, a unique medal.

Xiao Shen's eyes were moved, he grabbed Mr.'s hand, pressed it against his cheek and rubbed it repeatedly, "Before I left, I said that I will never let Mr. down."

When he first entered Suixi, no one took him seriously, the unfavored seventh prince from Shengjing, even the [-] elite soldiers he brought with him.

Yuan Hao, the coach of the Suixi Army, looked down on him the most, and refused to see him for a few days. It was not until he knocked down the capable generals of Yuan's coach at the training ground that he formally met him and sneered at him.To sum it up, let him obediently be a mascot in Suixi.

He didn't say much. One month later, during the night attack on Xirong, he held a scimitar and threw the severed head of the enemy soldier in front of the commander's tent. Only then did Yuan Hao realize that His Royal Highness King Jin didn't come to Suixi to make trouble. Just for fun.

Since then, he has won and lost battles, big and small. He went straight into the enemy's camp to take the head of General Xirong, and he was also in danger of dying from poisoned arrows.

And what supported him time and time again to climb up from the pile of bones, and pulled him back from the gate of hell time and time again, was only a strong belief——

Mr. is waiting for him, waiting for him to return home triumphantly.

"Mr. is very satisfied that you can come back safely." Shen Qingzhuo's heart is full of knots, "Actually, Mr. has thought that if this battle cannot be won after the next year, Mr. will call you back to Beijing in advance regardless of everything."

His little apprentice was only 16 years old when he left home. He had never killed a chicken, but he had to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and he couldn't even be by his side.

If the battle in Suixi is tight, the imperial court will definitely send other people to support it as a last resort, and it is not necessarily His Royal Highness Jin Wang.

And the most ridiculous thing is that the purpose of Emperor Guangxi sending him to Suixi in the first place was probably to hope that he would not come back.

With Mr.'s words, Xiao Shen thought that it would be worth it even if he got stabbed a few more times, and said dizzily, "I knew that Mr. loves me the most."

After all, he habitually reached out to hug Mr.

Shen Qingzhuo came back to his senses, raised his hand against the young man's chest, "Mr. Cai just said so much, there is one more thing I want to tell you."

The hug was blocked, Xiao Shen frowned slightly, and asked patiently: "What do you want to tell me, sir?"

"Any war will waste people's lives and money, and bring endless suffering to ordinary people." Shen Qingzhuo said with seriousness never before, "What Mr. told you in the past were all historical warnings, but now that you have seen the war with your own eyes, you should Understand this truth—no matter how powerful a country is, it will die if it is warlike, and if it is aggressive, it will definitely suffer the consequences.”

Xiao Shen nodded repeatedly: "I understand, sir."

"You have to promise, sir, that you will become the ruler of Dayong's country in the future, and you must always keep this in mind, and never start a war for your own selfish desires, causing the people to suffer terribly." Shen Qingzhuo asked solemnly.

Although at this moment, Xiao Shen still doesn't understand why the gentleman is worried about this non-existent problem, but he still nodded obediently, "I promise sir."

"Good boy." The heavy stone that had been pressing on Shen Qingzhuo's heart for a long time finally fell halfway, "You will become a good emperor who is loved by the people."

"En." Xiao Shen responded, lowering his eyelids slightly to hide the complex expression in his eyes.

In fact, what Mr. Cai said just now did not touch him too much. Besides Mr., what does the life and death of other people have to do with him?

Going to Suixi is because the husband wants him to go, and winning the battle is because the husband wants him to win.But now, my husband hopes that he will become a good emperor who is loved by the people, so he will definitely be able to do it.

As long as he follows his husband in everything and allows him to get everything he wants, then his husband will always be with him and be with him.

The only thing that troubles him is that he seems to be increasingly dissatisfied, not satisfied with his husband still treating him as a child, not satisfied with hugging him lightly through his clothes.

he wants more...

"Okay, let's rest early." Shen Qingzhuo touched his face, "In a few days, there is still a tough battle to fight, you have to get better soon."

Xiao Shen raised his eyelashes again, and said innocently, "Sir, will you sleep with me tonight?"

Shen Qingzhuo was about to respond, when the scene in the bath suddenly flashed in his mind, and there was a trace of heat in his ears for no reason.

"What are you thinking, Mister?" Xiao Shen stood up, and took a step closer to Mr., "Why did your ears turn red all of a sudden?"

Shen Qingzhuo took a step back involuntarily, "No, I didn't think about anything... Hurry up and go to bed!"

Xiao Shen was pushed towards the bed by his husband, he smiled maliciously, "Are you so impatient, sir?"

"What's the rush? Don't use words indiscriminately, okay?" Shen Qingzhuo pinched his strong psoas muscles angrily, "If you talk nonsense again, Mr. Be Careful will seal your mouth."

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It was night, Shen Qingzhuo fell into a drowsy sleep, and suddenly felt that someone had crawled on top of him.

Half asleep and half awake, he thought it was the little apprentice who was making trouble with him again, so he waved his hand impatiently and muttered, "Xiao Qi, don't make trouble..."

But Xiao Qi ignored him, and grabbed his hand instead, her scorching breath lingered on the wrist, and then the tip of her wet tongue licked the pulsating meridians.

Shen Qingzhuo trembled all over, and an indescribable electric current rushed around his wrist, which made him moan.

"Sir..." A hoarse voice rang close to my ears, "So sensitive..."

Shen Qingzhuo regained consciousness, but couldn't open his eyelids.

Another ghost press?

He remembered the two specious dreams a few years ago, and later he attributed it to being too tired, so he had a phenomenon similar to ghost pressing the bed.

But after more than two years, it's still the same ghost that suppressed him?

"Mister obviously likes it very much, why didn't you respond?" The male voice asked dissatisfiedly, and the next moment, there was a tingling pain on his wrist, which was actually bitten.

"I'm sorry, it hurts sir..." The man quickly apologized after biting, and continued to gently comfort the snowy wrist with the tip of his wet tongue, "I'm sorry, sir, I just love you too much..."

Shen Qingzhuo was so annoyed by the pain, desperately trying to break free from the shackles of the dream, and at the same time, the more he heard the voice, the more familiar it became.

"According to the master's order, I let them go." The man finally let go of his wrist, and then peeled off his front, attacking the softer and softer place, "There are many ways to die for them, but who let them go?" Sir doesn't like blood, am I good, sir?"

Shen Qingzhuo: Be good, you big-headed ghost?roll!

"A good boy should be rewarded." The man smiled deeply, holding him in his arms with both hands, "Sir, reward me..."

Shen Qingzhuo was powerless to resist, and felt his body getting hotter and hotter. At the moment of pain, he couldn't help raising his hand to fan the person who was hugging him tightly.

With a "snap", the hand waving in mid-air accidentally slapped the young man beside him with a slap.

Xiao Shen, who was falling into a sweet dream, suddenly woke up with a murderous look in his eyes. His first reaction was that someone was sneaking up, and he made a hook with one hand like a conditioned reflex, and ruthlessly grabbed the opponent's throat.

But fortunately, he woke up quickly enough, and met the eyes of the gentleman who also opened his eyes, and the fatal attack stopped abruptly.

Dazed for a moment, Xiao Shen withdrew his hand, covered his face instead, and said in a terribly aggrieved tone, "I slept well, why did you beat me?"

But Shen Qingzhuo suddenly sat up and pointed at him incredulously, "Ghost! That ghost!"

The young man's deep and hoarse voice is exactly the same as the male ghost who oppressed him in the dream!

The author has something to say:

Mr.: Ghost press!very scary!

Wolf Cub: Don't be afraid sir, perverts are also ghosts...

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