[Comprehensive] Seeing a male god is wrong for life

"Because I'm really busy."

Cai Mingjun turned around and walked into the room, and at the same time said: "Of course the most important thing should be done first, such things as calligraphy practice can be done at any time, and reading, of course, should be put in the spare time. "

Zhang Junbao followed behind her and said, "So... Ming Jun, have you admitted it?"

Cai Mingjun exclaimed, "What?"

"I haven't had a good rest." Zhang Junbao said slowly.

Cai Mingjun, who accidentally said something wrong, was not guilty at all, and felt that he had done nothing wrong, and he spoke with confidence: "I am busy with business, so I have to do it."

This reason is really very sufficient.

Zhang Junbao didn't let her down. Of course, it was true that she was busy with affairs, but how much of it was her job, and how much was Cai Mingjun's uneasy plans. This is worth pondering.

"You should take it easy, Mingjun." He just persuaded in this way, very soft words and tone, like a fog blowing towards the face, if you don't pay attention to it, it will pass by, and it is difficult to leave any traces.

"Don't push yourself too hard. Not only now, you will be needed for many things in the future."

Cai Mingjun didn't answer the question, but sighed: "It's really... It's been a long time since anyone called me that."

The word "Ming Jun" is actually very taboo when you study it deeply.Cai Mingjun didn't know what kind of mood her father had in giving her the nickname Ming Concubine. She only knew that she was young at the time, and after reading the story of Zhaojun's departure from the fortress, it was too unlucky to despise these two words. , So I changed the word "Mingfei" to "Mingjun" by myself. When asked, she said plausibly:

"The imperial concubine corresponds to the emperor, and this word is also included in the taboo name of Wang Mingfei. In this way, isn't the meaning the same?"

When I was young, I didn't know much, and I had a childish temper, and I only did things according to my own ideas.At that time, he was young and frivolous and didn't know the seriousness, but now he just smiled when he recalled it.

The past is just the past after all, and I can't go back a long time ago.

Cai Mingjun remembered that at the very beginning, her father actually wanted her to forget about it, and even gave her a formal small character in advance, calling her Yanji, which meant continuation and introduction.It's just that I didn't mention it later—after Yashan Song died.

But these two words are too inappropriate. It doesn't matter that Cai Mingjun didn't intend to do this in the past, and now the left and right are also in power, so it's not a big deal.But now it is impossible to continue to use this word.

In such a position, it is a matter of course that every move will be watched and analyzed in depth.Cai Mingjun knew very well that the rebel army was by no means an opponent who ruled the Mongols in the Central Plains—even if they only enjoyed superficial honor and rule—they were pursuing a policy of keeping a low profile. The sight of those who came to the Yuan Dynasty.

So the abandonment of this nickname is a matter of course.

Everyone knows that the leader of the rebel army in Hubei is Cai Yanji, the daughter of the Cai family who revolted because her family was killed by the Yuan Dynasty. Now that she knows this nickname, she will call it like this—

"It's only you, Fu Yuan."

Several charcoal basins were burning in the room, and the warmth filled the room, forming a stark contrast with the severe cold outside the room.Cai Mingjun also loosened his coat a little, and when he looked sideways at Zhang Junbao who was closing the door, he smiled slightly, but at this moment, he looked a little lonely inside: "You are alone, Junbao, occasionally I will yell like that."

"If Mingjun wants... I will always remember it."

The person who was watching said so.

Cai Mingjun just smiled lightly, and said: "Then I will thank you first, Fu Yuan." She knelt down in front of the short table, and spread out the table top that was also brought by Cai Ming earlier. I started to read the document by the light of the candle, and said: "This winter is so cold, if you weren't here, I don't know how I would get through it."

While saying that, she didn't even look up.Instead, he was looking at the paperwork seriously, without any personal emotions in his eyes, all of which were business-like composure and balance.

Looking at her, Zhang Junbao suddenly felt that he had seen a new candle.

Cai Mingjun is of course a beauty, she really is not ashamed of her nickname at all.Even with a sick look on her face, her natural beauty didn't fade away, her heavy clothes didn't make her look bloated, she still looked slender, and she also had a scholarly demeanor, it's hard to describe how moving she is.But since a long time ago, Zhang Junbao has not felt this beauty.

He has been watching Cai Mingjun from the moment they met, from the sick and weak Miss Cai, to the helpless girl who was almost desperate after hearing the bad news at home, to the immature leader who raised a banner to gather the people but only wanted to find his younger brother, Finally, the leader of the rebel army who is calm and steady, forgets the time when he works, and doesn't take his body seriously at all.

The girl Shuli's appearance that was once shown in front of her eyes gradually faded away, and was replaced by a more formal image—she has completely become an abstract symbol of a certain concept.

He also ruthlessly ignored his own health, and ruthlessly squeezed every possibility in his body to fully think that he needed to accomplish those things.

This kind of behavior can be said to be fishing out of the river, but it is better to say that he regards himself as a red candle and is desperately lighting himself up.

In the end the candle turned to ashes.

It's just... At that time, what will the tears do?

Ah, such a question, who can know the answer.

Zhang Junbao wouldn't know, and Cai Mingjun, who was in the present moment, didn't think he could know either.

She is still emptying her body day after day, spending at least ten of the twelve hours on government affairs.The illness in her body has never been better, and she is consuming a lot of mental energy every day, and her body is getting weaker day by day, and finally even a wind can make her fall down.

But even in illness, she never let herself relax.

While having a fever, he asked his brother to read official documents to him, then asked him what he should do, corrected him after listening, and finally made a decision—this is how Cai Mingjun rested during his illness.

Many people can't stand her oppressing herself like this, and there are many people who have spoken out and persuaded her. Cai Ming, who is the younger brother, has also persuaded him many times. The doctor also said...

Only Zhang Junbao did not.

Because knowing it won't be of any use.

Knowing this, he simply didn't say anything, didn't take up her time - even if it was just a little bit, didn't bother her - even if it was sweet.

He refrained from expressing his worries, but went out again and again to fetch all kinds of precious medicinal materials for her.He never mentioned how difficult it was to get these things, and he didn't even let Cai Mingjun know, so he directly sent those medicinal materials to the doctor who specially treated Cai Mingjun.

The old doctor, who was already old, received it readily, and never said much.

This time I just said: "This winter, it's really cold."

The author has something to say: I have a toothache, so I don’t want to say anything more.

Why this year I get angry every three days, and when I get angry, I get a toothache... Obviously I don’t stop eating fruit every day, drink soy milk every week and a cup of mung bean paste

why

It will still get angry! .

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Wang Zhaojun, also known as Concubine Ming

Zhang Junbao, also known as Quanyi, character yuan, Taoist name Sanfeng

It's almost finished... I'm crying with joy, I'm finally going to start writing the copy of Wudang Mountain!