Long live the general

Zhou Zhenyan asked a question that caught Mrs. Zhang by surprise.

"Have you ever liked anyone?"

Mrs. Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and then she smiled sweetly: "Your Majesty? My concubine likes you."

Zhou Zhenyan waved his hand: "Tell the truth."

Mrs. Zhang pondered for a while, and said: "I entered the palace when I was young, except for Emperor Yueyun and His Majesty, I have never seen anyone else..."

Zhou Zhenxie asked, "When did you enter the palace?"

"When I was 15 years old."

"What about before entering the palace?"

Mrs. Zhang lowered her eyes, and a gentle figure that the girl met when she knew Mu Shaoai floated in her mind, but she couldn't even remember the name of the other party: "I don't remember anymore."

Even so, Mrs. Zhang had a past of pursuing love.

Zhou Zhenxie asked: "Do you think there will be someone who hasn't had feelings of love until the age of [-]?"

Mrs. Zhang plucked the strings lightly with her fingers, and made a faint sound like condensed spring water. She subconsciously knew Your Majesty? She said this for no purpose, and passed it through her mind several times quickly, and said cautiously: "Is the concubine very Understood."

Zhou Zhenxie glanced at her.

Mrs. Zhang immediately cheered up, trying to figure out what His Majesty meant, and said: "It should be impossible, food and sex are also human nature."

Zhou Zhenzhen was silent for a while, he couldn't figure out his state of mind, he just felt very heavy, like layers of sealed nets.

"Could it be because he's too busy?" He speculated on a possibility.

Mrs. Zhang smiled lightly: "Your Majesty, no matter how busy a person is, he will never have time to talk about love. Sometimes, if you have the support of your lover, you will have more strength in your heart to make contributions."

For Mrs. Zhang, love is a source of inspiration.She has been obsessed with rhythm since she was a child. When she fell in love with a certain boy, she composed a song based on it. I remember who that young man was, but? I remember clearly the scores I made before.

Zhou Zhenzhen's eyes were blank. Mrs. Zhang didn't know what he was thinking, and she couldn't figure out who the person he was talking about, but? At this moment, the emperor's eyes revealed a little bewilderment, but it could make people clearly realize that he only got married this year. Twenty? Eleven.

Mrs. Zhang plucked the strings of the zither, allowing the ethereal sound to surround the hall without interrupting His Majesty's thoughts.

"How do you know that you like him?" Zhou Zhenyan asked suddenly.

Mrs. Zhang thought to herself, hey, what a silly child to ask such stupid questions.She said with a smile: "At some point, you will know it naturally. The most important thing is that for you, he is the most special one."

What about Zhou Zhenxi? I ​​spent the afternoon at Mrs. Zhang's place. When I left, I didn't think about it because of this, but I was even more confused.

In the next few days, nothing happened in court, Zhou Zhenxie thought about those ladies from the family who flocked to the Huo Mansion, so he decided to go to the Huo Mansion by himself.

Zhou Zhenyan rarely left Ziwei Palace, except for the Mid-Autumn Festival last year.In terms of professional dedication, Zhou Zhenyan is definitely among the best emperors of all dynasties, and he is not far behind some founding emperors.

When he was the Seventh Prince, he came to the Huo Mansion several times, but he never went in. To him, it didn't matter whether he entered or not.

Standing outside the Huo Mansion at this time, the mighty imperial guards stood at the door, and immediately surrounded the entire Huo Mansion like an iron barrel.The guard knelt down in panic, and then prepared to report.Zhou Zhenyan stopped him and said no, and went in by himself.

The Huo Mansion looks huge from the outside, but it's relatively empty inside.There are two other courtyards in front, and then across the corridor, there is the main house.The overall decoration is very simple and elegant, but the details are very fine.There is a desk and two chairs on the railing outside the main house, a teapot and a chessboard are placed above it, and under the railing? There are clumps of carefully decorated flowers and plants, dense and dense, and an osmanthus tree stands quietly, blowing gently by the wind. The leaves rustled.

Huo Yi came out of the study and did not look very surprised when he saw His Majesty the Emperor suddenly appearing in the Huo Mansion.

He cupped his hands and saluted: "Your Majesty? Don't make any announcement, so I can go out and greet you."

Zhou Zhen smiled and asked, "How do you know me? I'm here?"

Huo Yi pointed to his ears: "I heard the footsteps of the imperial guards a lot in the palace, so I can recognize them naturally."

Listening to voices is a basic skill for being a general. The only thing that Huo Yi wondered about was what Zhou Zhenyan was doing in Huo Mansion, and what they could talk about in the palace.

He didn't like to associate his family with the court.

"It's quite deserted here." Zhou Zhenyan said, "I didn't see many people along the way, I? I shouldn't owe you anything, why can't I even afford a servant."

"There are not many people in the family, and there is nothing to do. How can we need so many servants to take care of us?" Huo Yi said while preparing to lead Zhou Zhenyan to the hall: "Today, my mother and Xiaoyue just went out to buy new summer clothes. Now, Your Majesty? Come with me, I? Have some tea brewed."

But Zhou Zhenyan ignored his words, instead looked towards the study, and asked curiously, "What was Huo Qing doing before?"

"No, nothing..." Huo Yi pretended to be calm.

With him like this, Zhou Zhenyan became even more curious, and walked around him to the study.Huo Yi wanted to stop him, so he stretched out his hand and put it down. Zhou Zhenzhen was determined to go in and see, how could he stop him? Come on.

There is nothing special in the study, just piles and piles of picture scrolls.Huo Yi felt uneasy, mainly because of a feeling of inexplicable shame. He peeped at Zhou Zhenyan's expression, but Zhou Zhenyan didn't look through those portraits immediately, but looked at the whole study.

In the study room of the Huo Mansion, the most conspicuous thing is a map hanging on the wall, extending to the Hetao area in the north, a large area of ​​dazzling red.A huge bookshelf is leaning against the wall, and there are uneven scrolls and books. The top is tidy, and they are all rare books, while the bottom is extraordinarily messy, as if it will be pulled out at any time. Look, the state of putting it in casually again.

Zhou Zhenxie gestured to the height of the bookshelf, and said, "This is the book that Xiaoyue is reading?"

Huo Yi was surprised by his keen observation, and said: "Yes, she usually goes to the study to read these? She just doesn't like to tidy up, so she just throws it there after reading it."

He walked over and squatted down, tidying up the messy books.Summer is coming, and Chang'an City is hot a few days earlier, so Huo Yi only wore a thin plain robe, which was hanging loosely on his body at this time.He is eight feet tall, thin and tall, and when he stands, he only has a dignified demeanor.At this moment, he crouched down, probably because of his body shape, but he looked like a small ball.

Zhou Zhenyan silently stared at him from behind.

He thought to himself, it should be that General Huo has never shown a relaxed and natural state in front of him, after all, it is different at home.

It must be because I have never seen it before, so I have a strange feeling.

Just as Huo Yi was packing up his books, he heard the sound of Zhou Zhenyan sitting down behind him.He turned his head quickly, and saw the old god Zhou Zhenyan sitting on the ground where he had just been, with a half-open portrait in front of him.

The girl in the portrait is wearing a goose-yellow gauze, half-covered, already revealing a gentle and beautiful temperament.

Zhou Zhenyan's expression was unpredictable, and he protracted his tone: "Brother Huo, do you like this kind?"

Huo Yi was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground, so he walked over quickly, hurriedly closed the portraits, and said, "I just happened to see this one..."

Zhou Zhenxie thought that he was still seriously choosing portraits, and felt sour for a moment: "Didn't you say before that you won't consider it for the time being?"

Huo Yi hurriedly put the portrait aside, sighed: "It's what my mother meant."

The last poetry meeting had no results, Cong Yunmeng didn't give up at all, before taking Huo Lingyue out today, he told Huo Yi to finish reading these portraits, and she would ask questions when she came back.

Huo Yi thought to himself that at his age, he would be forced into marriage by his mother... No, it was because of his age that Cong Yunmeng was so anxious? Hurry up!

Huo Yi took one, but there are more portraits.Zhou Zhenzhen casually opened another one. At this time, he adjusted his mentality and seemed to be able to handle the embarrassed Huo Yi with ease: "This one is not bad, Brother Huo, what do you think?"

Huo Yi took a hasty glance and shook his head.

Zhou Zhenxie handed it to him and asked him to put away the scroll.

Huo Yiru was pardoned, and then Zhou Zhenyan unfolded a new portrait.

Your Majesty? You don't want to finish reading the portrait here today, do you... Huo Yi's head is about to split.

Zhou Zhenyan didn't have this plan at first, but just wanted to know more about it with an inexplicable desire to explore. However, seeing Huo Yi's reaction, he became very interested again, and really planned to look at it one by one. .

Until the next few pictures, Huo Yi kept shaking his head. He really didn't feel anything when he only looked at the faces of strangers.Just when he was about to go numb, Zhou Zhenyan opened a portrait, which showed a handsome and beautiful young man.

Zhou Zhenyan and Huo Yi were stunned at the same time.

"This is... Young Master Zhang Family?" Zhou Zhenyan saw the boy's name on the portrait.

Huo Yi recalled that Cong Yunmeng had indeed said this.It wasn't just the girls who admired General Huo, but also some teenagers, but not many sent the portrait directly, and Cong Yunmeng even put it away.

The folk customs of Dayue are open, and it is normal for the nobles to raise male pets. The previous emperors also had close contacts with their ministers.

So Zhou Zhenxie reacted quickly, holding the portrait and asking: "Does Brother Huo like this..."

Huo Yi smiled? With a sense of absurdity in his smile, he shook his head very naturally, took the portrait from Zhou Zhenyan's hand, and slowly closed it.The slender and fair fingers were like jade, even whiter than the drawing paper. Zhou Zhenyan couldn't move his eyes away from the whiteness, feeling something hot flowing deep inside his body.

He knew that things had gone completely wrong.

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感谢在2020-12-1423:54:22~2020-12-1523:40:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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