The sick beauty has caught the bamboo horse

Ah Qiang clenched her lower lip and stood still, after a while she said: "It's in the storeroom, servants will get it."

What Ah Qiang brought was a nanmu box. Zhou Qingyan casually took the box and walked into the inner room. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned back. Will you undress me?"

In the past half month, Chu Heng has probably experienced this kind of provocation dozens of times, and Zhou Qingyan can even do this from time to time when he is in the bath and going to bed, as if some kind of spice has been applied to his chin --- specifically to hook a certain little one surnamed Zhou. fox.

The man grabbed Zhou Qingyan's slender wrist expressionlessly, and took a step back: "Hurry up, lest you miss the palace ban."

Zhou Qingyan smiled brightly in his eyes, but shook his head repeatedly with a heartbroken look on his face, turned and went into the inner room: "Oh, beauty doesn't understand style."

Ah Qiang kept her head down and said nothing from the beginning to the end.

Not long after, Zhou Qingyan walked out again, his steps were lighter, and he blinked with interest when he passed by Chu Heng: "The beauty will take good care of her husband and children at home, and wait for her husband to come back."

Husband and child?The corner of Chu Heng's mouth twitched slightly, where is the husband?Where is the son?

Zhou Qingyan finally saw Chu Heng's deflated expression and went out laughing. Ah Qiang gave Chu Heng a sympathetic look, and closed the door behind him.

Meeting someone like your own son, it's hard to embarrass Mr. Chu.

The emperor's birthday was naturally extremely luxurious, and the main banquet was held at the Huae Building. When Zhou Qingyan came, a lot of carriages had been parked outside one after another, and the drivers stayed in the carriages in order, and the whole road was too quiet .

As soon as I got out of the car, the imperial guards came up to greet me and saluted: "National teacher."

Zhou Qingyan nodded casually: "You are not allowed to bring weapons at the palace banquet, you should check."

After the imperial guards finished their investigation and walked a short distance inside, there would be a small yellow gate of low rank to lead the ministers to the main building of Huae, and this time was no exception.

Zhou Qingyan's seat was on the same level as the three prime ministers, next to Qi Xiang, Wei Xiang and Zhao Xiang were sitting opposite, and the dragon chair was in the middle of the four.

At this time, the emperor hadn't come yet, so Zhou Qingyan had to face Wei and Zhao directly if he wanted to take his seat.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Zhou Qingyan had no choice but to go forward and saluted the two according to the rules of rank: "Prime Minister Wei, Prime Minister Zhao."

Wei Xiang is in his sixtieth year this year, and his gray hair is always smiling every day. Seeing this, he quickly got up to help Zhou Qingyan: "Qingyan, why should you be so polite?"

Zhao Xiang just said coldly at the side: "There is no need to be too polite."

Zhou Qingyan was obviously used to looking at Zhao Xiang's cold face, so he left calmly after paying his respects.He didn't see that Wei Xiang was hesitant to speak behind him, and Zhao Xiang snorted coldly beside him.

"Why do you call him? How could such a treacherous official write a letter to ask for disaster relief."

Wei Xiang also looked helpless: "Even if a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor, Qi Junyong is stuck with the memorial and cannot make it. Your Majesty has never been to the court since the national teacher resigned. It is rare for you and me to see each other."

In a country where even the prime minister can't see the face of the emperor, it can be seen how far the original country has come.

Zhou Qingyan's ears moved sensitively. This was the second time someone was talking about the flood on Jiangnan East Road.The man sat down calmly, and glanced at the middle-aged man next to him from the corner of his eye.

Qi Xiang's daughter is the emperor's noble concubine, who gave birth to the third prince Yan Ji.Not long ago, Yan Ji went to the border to fight the chaos and made great achievements, and even his mother clan received a lot of praise -- no wonder Qi Xiang looked proud.

He can even do such a thing as a hidden button memorial.

Most of the surrounding officials brought their family members, and most of the ministers of the same party sat together and talked in a low voice. The wives and ladies all accompanied the ladies and ladies to enjoy the flowers in the imperial garden. For a while, there was only Zhou Qingyan alone in the whole banquet hall.

Zhou Qingyan suddenly felt very boring.

Not long after, the emperor arrived late, followed by a group of people. The queen in gorgeous palace clothes barely smiled, followed by the enchanting and gorgeous Concubine Qi, whose whole face was as proud as her father's. Followed by a group of princes and princesses, followed by concubines in the harem.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." In an instant, the man knelt down on the ground.

The emperor smiled and told everyone to calm down, and then looked at Zhou Qingyan: "Zhou Qing, I see that your complexion has improved a lot."

Zhou Qingyan suddenly coughed twice weakly: "Your Majesty is concerned, cough cough cough."

The emperor sighed and waved his hand to signal him to sit down first.

Not long after, the sound of silk and bamboo sounded, floating gracefully in the entire banquet hall, graceful dancers came on stage one after another, and each danced with all their strength.

Zhou Qingyan had no appetite for a dish of steamed pork in front of him, and even felt a little nauseous.He doesn't like greasy meat, especially this kind of sweet meat, he can't swallow it in one bite.

For some reason, Zhou Qingyan thought of Chu Heng's specialty --- fried mountain bamboo shoots.The most tender bamboo shoots in spring are washed and sliced, and then stir-fried in a pan with hot oil. Only some simple spices and side dishes are added, and the fragrance will be fragrant when it comes out of the pan.

Chu Heng likes spicy meat, so he doesn't like to eat this kind of bland dishes, but he used to force him to cook and eat them every day, and he got used to it after going back and forth.

When Zhou Qingyan thinks of Chu Heng, it seems like a thick sweet mist rises. The sweetness is not greasy, and the light fragrance envelops his heart, and suddenly moistens one after another delicate and bright little flowers.

I wonder what Chu Heng is doing at this time?Listening to the harmony of the guzheng and bamboo flute, Zhou Qingyan thought to himself: I'm afraid I'm practicing martial arts at this moment, either practicing martial arts or reading a book.

When I go back, I must pester him to cook a dish of fried mountain bamboo shoots.

Zhou Qingyan thought about it, and couldn't help showing a smile.Suddenly, there was a joking voice in my ear: "Zhou Qing, why are you so dazed by the girl from the Bai family?"

Zhou Qingyan suddenly came back to his senses, only to find that the family members of the ministers had already entered the venue, the dancers had already left, and it was time for the ladies of each family to perform performances for His Majesty as a birthday present.

The time when Zhou Qingyan was dazzled coincided with the time when Bai Qingrou, the daughter of the Bai family's prostitute, was performing a dance.

The Bai family has a girl who has just grown up and was raised in a deep boudoir.Occasionally, I get a graceful song in the attic, and a dance is enough to comfort my life.

This is a poem that the emperor personally wrote for Bai Qingrou when she was 15 years old. After the dance, Miss Bai's family became famous in the capital, and many wealthy men came to ask for marriage, but until now Bai Qingrou has become an old girl and has not married anyone. .

The famous girl in the capital back then has become a joke that everyone talks about now.

Zhou Qingyan came back to his senses, and before he could look away, he met Bai Qingrou's eyes. Zhou Qingyan took the lead to look away, feeling a little guilty for some reason.

The man turned to the emperor without showing his face and said: "Your Majesty, please don't offend me. Miss Bai dances so beautifully that I don't know if I want to be overwhelmed by her."

The emperor suddenly laughed: "You, this mouth is not forgiving at all. Forget it, you toast to the Bai family's right to drink as an apology."

Holding the wine glass, Zhou Qingyan walked towards Bai Qingrou step by step. A slender girl in a red dress stood alone in the center. From time to time, curious and sarcastic gazes came from around her, but she was not afraid at all, with calm eyes like a lake. Looking at Zhou Qingyan.

Neither of them expected to meet again under such circumstances.

Zhou Qingyan still had a cynical smile on his face. In terms of beauty, he was not inferior to Bai Qingrou. The man raised his glass and said, "Miss Bai, I was the one who was rude."

Bai Qingrou took a deep look at Zhou Qingyan, lowered her eyes slightly, took a step back and bowed her knees to salute: "National teacher doesn't have to be like this, it's gentle and abrupt."

Zhou Qingyan drank a glass of wine, not only did not relieve any melancholy, but brought back the muddled past, the more he looked at Bai Qingrou, the more aggrieved he felt.

Bai Qingrou's unmarried up to now is naturally not because of him, but because of Chu Heng, in order to wait for the man who "everywhere is merciful" to come back.

Zhou Qingyan felt depressed for no reason, and drank another glass of wine in one gulp.

That Fangxiu handkerchief was sent back to Bai Qingrou back then by Chu Heng without a word, and no one except him and Chu Heng knew the final whereabouts of this Fangxiu handkerchief, and Chu Heng's performance was already very clear.

However, Bai Qingrou still waited for him until now.

Zhou Qingyan's hearing is excellent, and he can hear the other noble girls whispering softly to Bai, and his heart is even more panicked, like little ants crawling in his heart.

I feel uncomfortable all over.

There is such a woman in the world who is so devoted to Chu Heng that she will not hesitate to suffer criticism from the world. If Chu Heng wants to marry a wife, he must marry such a woman.

Chu Heng wants to marry a wife, Chu Heng will marry a wife one day...

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The author says:

Today's second update, it's too late to write only so much (bow)