After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

Concubine Zhou and Emperor Chengde hadn't arrived yet, and all the officials and their families were standing around casually. Seeing Gu Huanshan enter the courtyard at this time, many people wanted to talk to him.

The young general is the most popular in Zhaohua City, and I don't know how many high-ranking nobles want to recruit him as Chenglongkuai's son-in-law.

But when they saw the people sitting in the wheelchair he was pushing, they all stopped.

Sitting in the wheelchair was a young man in green clothes, with a face like a crown of jade, sitting on the wheelchair with his head slightly lowered, looking extremely quiet, Gu Huanshan pushed him into Feifeng Hall.

Liu Shangqing, the number one scholar in the 40th year of the Chongyuan Dynasty in the old dynasty, was a talented man who entered the cabinet to worship the prime minister, and was the right-hand man of the little prince in the old dynasty.

After Emperor Chengde broke through the imperial capital, he destroyed his legs to prove his loyalty.

Emperor Chengde always killed this kind of person to vent his anger.

But for Liu Shangqing, Emperor Chengde was really envious of his talent in governance, and because he missed the old master, he could only catch up with him as the eunuch to count the stars, thinking about honing his ignorant vigor.

After counting for seven or eight years, I was stunned that I couldn't count half a fart.

Gu Huanshan pushed Liu Shangqing around the hall, turning around where there was space, until the wheelchair wandered to Yan Huaiyin's place, and Yan Huaiyin didn't avoid them, so it didn't seem so embarrassing.

Gu Huanshan then pushed Liu Shangqing into a seat opposite Yan Huaiyin.

Yan Huaiyin lowered his eyes, and with the help of the bright light, his eyes stopped on Liu Shangqing for a moment, and then he looked at the brows and eyes of the young man opposite him little by little.

His eyes were cold and silent, and the young general with great military exploits was like a piece of ice that would not melt under the lights.

Yan Huaiyin looked and looked, trying to see some familiarity from the sharp eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him, but in the end he only saw some similarities in behavior and behavior.

As soon as Gu Huanshan raised his eyes, he saw the young man looking at him from the opposite side.

He seemed to be smiling, but it was not so obvious, but his eyelashes were slightly curved, moistened, and looked extraordinarily crystal clear under the light.

He looked at himself like this, as if he was sitting in the noise of the hall, just waiting for him to come.

The little general who just came back from Nanqian was not looked at by such soft eyes, his hands holding the wheelchair were clenched for a moment, he was at a loss for a while, and he didn't know how to speak, so he had to keep a straight face, and his brows became more and more cold.

Fortunately, Yan Huaiyin didn't intend to go to the concubine's banquet tonight to catch up with him, seeing Gu Huanshan looking over, he averted his eyes.

The eyes of the two men intersected like a glimpse, and then they separated.

After a while, there was a sound of ring wearing and fragrant wind blowing, and the noise in the whole yard immediately subsided.

Emperor Chengde personally supported Concubine Zhou Gui, who was dressed in a gold-threaded and colorful phoenix dress, and slowly sat on the main seat.

Yan Huai hid at the end of the crowd, and saw Emperor Chengde again in the most inconspicuous place.

When Emperor Ming Sheng was still alive, Emperor Chengde, who was still King Ping, came to the imperial capital with his family members to report on his duties several times.As the only king with a different surname in Dajing, Emperor Ming Sheng pampered him so much, no matter what position he had held in the fief, he came to the imperial capital just to hang out with Emperor Ming Sheng.

He even often lived with Emperor Ming Sheng in the palace. Although Yan Huaiyin was the crown prince at that time, he was a junior. After meeting Emperor Chengde in the palace, he also performed the junior ceremony.

Mostly in winter, when Emperor Chengde looked at the little prince who was wrapped in brocade fur and looked as snowy, he would also earnestly advise: "It's cold in the twelfth lunar month, and His Highness is not in good health. It's better not to run outside the palace."

"I have brought some mulberries from my fiefdom," he said gently, looking at the frowned young prince, "I heard that His Highness has suffered from insomnia for the past few days. Soaking mulberry in water will help you sleep. I will send someone to bring it to Your Highness when the time comes some."

At that time Yan Huaiyin was wandering around in Chaohua City, pretending to be gentle and gentle, even though he didn't like King Ping, he suppressed the impatience in his heart and said with a smile: "I remember it, thank you, Uncle Wang .”

His complexion was sentimental, and when he smiled, his brows were bright, and Emperor Chengde, who was still Prince Ping, was palpitated.

He and Emperor Ming Sheng hang out in the palace every day, and they don't care about men and women. The two of them became absurd, and they even flirted with teenagers who hadn't grown up together.

But no matter how many good-looking young men he has tasted, he still doesn't look as handsome as the one in front of him.

He obviously has a beautiful face, but it looks like ice and snow are oozing out.

Emperor Chengde pressed and pressed the dirty thoughts in his heart, finally couldn't help it, and said with a smile: "Your Highness has become more and more elegant, unlike those boys in my family, all of them are rough and thick, and they don't look like scholars at all. .”

His eyes drifted over the young man's white neck hidden in the fox fur, that look was too revealing, now when Yan Huaiyin sees Emperor Chengde on the high seat, he can still think of that sticky look.

It's just that the current Emperor Chengde is no longer what he used to be. He is too comfortable as an emperor, and without the Emperor Ming Sheng who is on top of him, Xu is relieved, and his body runs all the way horizontally.

Even though he was wearing a dragon robe, looking at him from the whole body, he was glowing under the lamplight, standing next to the celestial concubine Zhou Gui, as if he was leaning against a flower tree and humming. pig.

Yan Huaiyin lowered his eyelashes, and moved his fingertips holding the glass cup.

want to kill.

He slowly suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and when he raised his head again, the whole banquet had reached its climax.On the high platform set up in the hall, countless beauties in light clothes are dancing slowly, their sleeves are fluttering down, and their brows are full of tenderness.

Emperor Chengde was holding a jug, and was staring at the beauties with his chin propped up. Concubine Zhou was sitting beside him, with a sad expression on her face, wishing she could turn into a big hammer and hammer each of the beauties on the stage.

But the bottom line is full of compliments, it doesn't matter if Concubine Zhou is not happy, the future is boundless if she makes the old emperor happy.

The compliments continued, Emperor Chengde was probably bored, rolled his eyes, and began to look at his courtiers under the stage.

Wherever his eyes went, he lowered his head.After the emperor's eyes were gone, he lifted it up carefully.

The emperor was moody after drinking, and his head was easily chopped off and kicked as a ball.

Fortunately, Emperor Chengde's drunken eyes were hazy, and he didn't care about the ups and downs of the head in front of his eyes. He squinted his eyes and turned for a while, and stopped his sight in a corner amidst the sound of silk and bamboo.

That corner is too far outside, and the bright lights can't be touched, so it looks a little hazy.

Sitting there, the thin figure suddenly coincided with the memory of many years ago.

Emperor Chengde hiccupped and raised the jug casually, and the porcelain cup painted with gold thread fell on the luxurious carpet under the table.

There was a muffled soft sound.

The laughter suddenly fell down with this soft sound, and all eyes looked at Emperor Chengde.

Emperor Chengde stretched out his hand drunkly, pointed to the corner and said, "What's your name, look up for me."

Yan Huaiyin looked at the finger pointing at her, and slowly stood up.

He hid his hands in his wide sleeves and just stood up without saluting.Slightly frowned, with a hint of a smile in his voice: "Your Majesty, my name is Yan Huaiyin."

Emperor Chengde was so drunk that he didn't care that he was referring to me instead of a minister.I just moved Jingui's mind, which is usually not easy to move, and it took me a while to remember: "From the northwest?"

The whispers were gone, there was silence, and no one dared to answer his words.

Yan Huaiyin rolled his eyes: "Yes."

"Northwest," Emperor Chengde swallowed his saliva, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly slapped the table hard, "Where is the Chuanguo Yuxi?!"

"Wh-Where's the Jade Seal that I inherited?!"

Concubine Zhou Gui was startled by him, as if she wanted to run away, but rationally pushed her down on the seat.

The bewildered woman knelt down in a hurry, shaking her voice softly: "Your Majesty, calm down."

All the people in the courtyard got up and knelt down after her, and said at the top of their voices, "Your Majesty, calm down."

But they all pricked up their ears, wishing not to miss the next conversation.

The Chuanguo Yuxi, which was not brought out when Emperor Chengde ascended the throne eight years ago, everyone guessed that the Chuanguo Yuxi was not with him, so the old emperor was ridiculed as the white version of the emperor for eight years.

As the name of Emperor Baiban spread, countless people naturally believed that the Chuanguo Yuxi was in the hands of General Zhao in the Northwest.

But no matter what, without the Jade Seal of Chuanguo, Emperor Chengde would always have his spine poked.

Although he doesn't care much with his face.

He probably drank wine tonight, and now the Holy Majesty remembered that he should have only a layer of face. Because of this layer of jade face, he remembered the matter of passing on the jade seal of the country.

Could it be that today it will be revealed who owns the Chuanguo Yuxi?

The people kneeling on the ground scratched their ears and scratched their cheeks, but Yan Huaiyin did not kneel down with the others, he chuckled lightly and said, "Your Majesty, the Chuan Guo Yuxi is naturally with you, not with me."

When he uttered these disrespectful words, the courtyard was full of lights, and only the tassels on the imperial concubine's head cracked.

Emperor Chengde panted heavily, listened to Yan Huaiyin's words, thought for a moment, and then slapped the table twice heavily: "Nonsense! The Jade Seal of Chuanguo! Return my Jade Seal of Chuanguo!"

"Your Majesty is drunk." A voice came from behind Yan Huaiyin.

Liu Shangqing's wheelchair will be at Yan Huaiyin's side, his voice is clear and shallow, and he softly tells the little eunuch next to him: "Go and help His Majesty go back to rest."

Before the little eunuch had time to die heroically, Emperor Chengde was already going mad with anger on stage.

He originally wanted to spread out on the royal chair and pant angrily, but his body is too plump, so he would slide down the chair after lying down like this.

Emperor Chengde could only support the table with his hands, and shouted angrily: "Nine thousand years old! Jiang Lian! Let him come here, someone wants to snatch my imperial jade seal and my throne!"

He yelled Jiang Lian's name without hesitation, evoking desolation and mourning for a long time. He shouted that the souls of all Qing officials who had a little loyalty to the king and the country in their hearts would leave their bodies leisurely.

Take a look, the king of a country, when he is in a hurry, he only knows to look for the treacherous minister who played with Chao Gang!Where is the power of God, where is the power of God!

Tianwei could not save the mad Emperor Chengde, Chang Ning was quite experienced and pushed the little eunuch who was kneeling beside him, and gave him a wink, the little eunuch quickly ran out of Feifeng Palace.

But Nine Thousand Years can.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Lian, who was wearing brocade clothes, entered the hall.

Not like a eunuch who went to serve the emperor, but like a ghost who came to kill the person who disturbed his dream.

After Jiang Lian approached, Emperor Chengde saw him coming, and wanted to grab his sleeve, saying repeatedly: "Kill him, Jiang Lian, kill him for me, and bring back the Jade Seal of Chuan Kingdom."

Jiang Lian took two steps back calmly. Emperor Chengde didn't grab his sleeve, and almost fell down.

Ignoring the clumsy emperor, Jiang Lian looked up and saw the person standing under the light.

No longer standing in the soft air in the sunlight outside the elegant room of Hua'e Building, but standing among the glowing lights, it looks like a bamboo growing against the vermilion palace wall.

After the people kneeling in the courtyard saw Jiang Lian approaching, compared to the little domineering aura left by Emperor Chengde, the people who were surrounded by Jiang Lian's ghostly spirit didn't dare to raise their heads and aim randomly. One by one bowed their heads and knelt extremely honestly.

Jiang narrowed his gaze, ignored Emperor Chengde's yelling, and said softly: "Help Your Majesty back to the palace to rest, and send you adults out of the palace."

The little devil Jiang Yang standing behind him smiled sinisterly and waved his hand, and two strong bodyguards were going to help Emperor Chengde.

When Emperor Chengde faced Jiang Lian, he withdrew his hostility.Hearing Jiang Lian's words, he was not angry, shrank his chair into a big ball, and shouted aggrievedly: "I want to pass on the national jade seal, nine thousand years old, I want to pass on the national jade seal..."

A majestic emperor, like a rascal.

And seeing the emperor being manipulated by an eunuch at will, and the whole court ordered officials, no one dared to speak out.For a while, people couldn't tell who was the Daqi emperor.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Lian felt disgusted.

He smiled and said in a cold voice, "If Your Majesty wants to pass on the Imperial Seal, you can ask for it here."

"Sleep here all night, so you can wake up and wake up."