Your Majesty is Qin Shou

Qin Ran sighed comfortably: "Beauties, gold and silver are indispensable to you!"

Yan Shu shook his head: "Those ministers don't want anything, the ministers only want... Your Majesty!"

Qin Ran opened his eyes suddenly, and snorted coldly: "Your brother is getting more and more courageous, tell me, let's see if you have any good ideas!"

Yan Shu said: "It is not difficult to solve the drought in the northwest. Open a gap in the Yellow River, divert the water from the Yellow River to the northwest, and then call on all households to dig wells to use the groundwater to alleviate the drought!"

"I've thought about all this, but the project is huge, where does the money come from?"

"It's not easy, first collect some from the people, and then get some from the eunuchs who are full of fat!"

"Those veterans are all smarter than monkeys, why?"

Yan Shu smiled and said, "Don't worry about this matter, Your Majesty, just leave everything to my younger brother!"

Qin Ran hummed.

Yan Shu bypassed Qin Ran and knelt down in front of him, took his hand and asked softly, "Is Your Majesty still satisfied with my brother's idea?"

Qin Ran nodded: "Let's do it!"

Yan Shu got up and stretched out his arms on the back of the chair, trapping Qin Ran in his arms. Their foreheads touched, and a touch of warmth surrounded the two stunning men. !" Cherry lips parted slightly, and kissed the cool lips of the upper body and lower body.Twirling and touching, lips and teeth intertwined.

Just when the two of them were kissing in a messy manner, and they were about to miss their guns, the door of the imperial study room was knocked open, and with a bang, Xiao Dezi tripped over the threshold and flew in again.

Qin Ran watched Xiao Dezi pick up the flying hat on the ground, crawled up to them in embarrassment, and asked a little puzzled: "Isn't your squint healed?"

Xiao Dezi showed pain on his face: "The Second Highness cut off the slave's medicine, woo woo...".

Yan Shu waved his hands and said, "Don't cry, do you have anything to report in such a hurry?"

Xiao Dezi wiped away the tears that were not shed from the corners of his eyes, and hurriedly said: "Long live, Second Highness, Marshal Lin, Marshal Lin, he is crazy!"

Yan Shu was shocked: "What?"

Yan Shu rode a fast horse to the Marshal's Mansion, and just stepped into the gate, when he saw the servants kneeling on the ground in the yard, roaring from the main hall.Entering the main hall, fragments of vases and cups and plates were scattered all over the floor.

The handsome middle-aged man was lying on his back under the table of the Eight Immortals, holding a jug in his hand, and poured himself a drink one gulp at a time.The stubble on the chin and the tear stains all over the face, coupled with the messy long hair, are quite sharp and sharp!Oops

Yan Shu knelt on the ground, looked at his uncle, who was neither human nor ghost, and asked, "What's wrong with uncle? If you have something to say, is it useful to make such a fuss?"

Lin Changwu looked at the young man in white who bowed his head and was talking to him, and was in a daze before his eyes, it was him, it was him.He suddenly crawled out from under the table, almost overturning the table because of his movements.Yan Shu's hand was grabbed by him, Lin Changwu said inarticulately: "Tian Yi, Tian Yi, is that you?"

Yan Shu understood in his heart, it turned out that his uncle regarded himself as Tian Yi, the imperial historian, but Tian Yi died of illness half a month ago and was buried, and his uncle has not recovered yet?

Yan Shu patted the man's long and slender hand lightly, and comforted him, "Don't be sad, uncle, Yan Shu is here with you!"

The figure in front of him gradually became clear. The man let go of his hand, sat back on the ground slumped, covered his face with his hands and cried, "Why did you say he just left like that? He left without even seeing him for the last time. He was only four years old. In his early teens, so young, how did he get that damn heart disease? Why? Why... ".

Yan Shu went over and hugged Lin Changwu in his arms and comforted him softly: "Uncle, don't be sad anymore. Birth, old age, sickness and death are normal. Don't you still have me and my father?"

Lin Changwu whimpered and said, "It's all my fault. His parents forced him to get married back then. If he hadn't been with me, he wouldn't have refused the marriage. He was supposed to have a virtuous wife, a filial son, and a full house of children and grandchildren. Now that he's gone, every child is worthless." Didn't stay, didn't even leave me a thought, what should I do? Yan Shu, uncle feels so bitter!"

child!child?Yan Shu's phoenix eyes widened suddenly, yes, why didn't he think of this level, he has been occupying Qin Ran's feelings, not allowing him to have contact with his concubines, he forgot that Qin Ran is a monarch, and letting his concubines give birth to dragon heirs is the only way for the country The most important thing besides major events, how could he ignore the whole country for the sake of his own feelings?No matter how much he likes Qin Ran, no matter how kind he is to Qin Ran, he can't give birth to a dragon heir for Qin Ran.Thinking of this, Yan Shu's heart ached, as long as he thought that Qin Ran would have sex with other women and even give birth to children, Yan Shu's eyes would get wet.Looking at his uncle crying in his arms, the young man closed his eyes in pain. In this world, there are so many helplessness and involuntary feelings.

After Lin Changwu finished crying, he straightened up, wiped away his tears in embarrassment, and said to Yan Shu, "Nephew Yan Shu, uncle wants to ask you for something!"

"Uncle, please tell me!"

"Uncle will resign from the emperor tomorrow, and your father will entrust you to take care of him from now on!"

Yan Shu hurriedly grabbed his uncle's hand and asked, "Uncle, where are you going?"

Lin Changwu patted Yan Shu's hand and sighed. His formerly shining handsome eyes had lost all life, and he said, "Escape into Buddhism!"

"uncle……".

The cool evening breeze blows into the room from the slightly open carved window lattice, and the gauze bed curtain swings gently with the wind.The two entangled figures on the bed quieted down, and the room was lingering and the other roomful.

Kissing the sweaty earlobe of the man in his arms, and smoothing a few long strands of sweaty hair behind his ears, Yan Shu rested his chin on the thin shoulders of the man in his arms, and asked softly, "Your Majesty, are you okay?" Is it?"

The man in his arms blushed slightly, and hummed.good what good?My voice is going to be hoarse! ! !

Hands clasped in front of the man, Yan Shu hugged him tightly. The sweat on the two of them made Qin Ran feel a little uncomfortable. He wanted to leave the hot and humid embrace but was reluctant. His Majesty Qin Ran sighed secretly, did I fall like this? ! ! !

"Your Majesty, do you like children?"

Qin Ran smiled: "Why do you ask this? Are you planning to give birth to me?"

Yan Shu rubbed his face on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Your younger brother can't give in, but those concubines can!"

Turned over and lay face to face with Yan Shu, Qin Ran pampered Yan Shu's fair little face, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, little idiot? Are you preoccupied? Have you heard those old ministers talking again? I don't even care." , what do you care about?"

Yan Shu got into Qin Ran's arms and hugged his slender waist tightly, just like when he was a child, the little Yan Shu always hugged Qin Ran every day before he would fall asleep obediently.

"sorry Sorry……".

Feeling the cool water in his arms, Qin Ran stepped back a little, and raised the boy's sharp chin: "Yan Shu, why are you crying?"

With long eyelashes drooping, Yan Shu shook his head, tears still couldn't stop flowing down his cheeks, soaking the pillow.Qin Ran wanted to wipe away his tears for him, but he didn't want to wipe more and more. He was a little anxious: "Yan Shu, what happened to you? Are you sad about your uncle resigning from office and becoming a monk?"

The long eyelashes were slowly raised, and the tears in the long and narrow phoenix eyes were crystal clear. Yan Shu said, "Your Majesty, may I ask you something?"

Qin Ran nodded again and again: "Don't say one thing about Yan Shu, I will agree to one hundred and one thousand things!"

The corner of the young man's mouth was raised slightly, like a smile, but the sadness in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what, he said: "Tomorrow, I will start pampering my concubines and let all the empresses give birth to dragon heirs for you."

Qin Ran opened his eyes wide and shouted, "What did you say?"

【Meet you again in the season of falling flowers】on

Jinghan Temple outside Liangzhou City.

Jiangnan in April is the season when grass grows and warblers fly and pear blossoms bloom.A carriage stopped at the main entrance of the majestic temple, and three men got out of the carriage.After Yan Shu helped his uncle Lin Changwu down, Peng Tianming drove the carriage to the banyan tree on the side of the road and tied up the horse.

The boy in white clothes helped the middle-aged man with a haggard face up the steps, and he climbed 81 [-] steps before reaching the gate of the temple.The young monk who was cleaning the door saw a stranger, so he hurried inside to report.After a while, an elderly monk came out to welcome them into the hall.

Step over the thick mahogany threshold and walk into the majestic Daxiong Hall.An old monk with white eyebrows and long beard stood under the Buddha statue and looked at them. On either side of him stood several young disciples.When Peng Tianming saw the handsome young monk standing beside the old monk, his gaze became hot.He tried his best to suppress the throbbing in his heart, and came to the old monk with Yan Shu.

"Amitabha, all benefactors, this old monk is the presiding officer here, and his Dharma name is Tingshan. If you have anything to say, you can just talk to this old monk!"

Yan Shu clasped his hands together, and said respectfully, "Master Ting Shan, this is my uncle. He wants to shave his hair and go home. I wonder if the host can make it happen?"

The host looked at the middle-aged man with a haggard face and a depressed expression, and said, "This benefactor, your fate is not over yet, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill you!"

Lin Changwu clasped his hands together and prostrated himself on the ground: "I beg Lin Changwu to preside over the fulfillment. All my worries in this world are over. From now on, I just want to guard the Buddha in front of the blue lantern, and I have no other distracting thoughts!"

The host nodded: "Then please put down the things in your arms, so that I can help the benefactor shave!"

Lin Changwu hugged the wooden box in his arms, which contained his lover's ashes.There is also a bamboo bone fan painted with gold on the wooden box, and that fan accompanied him in the north and south, and spent countless sleepless nights licking blood with knife heads.Slowly put down the wooden box and let go of his last concern: "Host, let's get started!"

With tears in his eyes, Yan Shu stood beside Peng Tianming, watching the host take a razor and shave Lin Changwu's long hair one by one.Before the first strand of long hair fell to the ground, Lin Changwu reached out to catch it, and he said to the host: "I still have something to do, master, please wait a moment."

Get up, walk to the wooden box, kneel down, slowly open the lid, and put the bundle of long hair