Transformation of Lian Erye [Red Mansion]

. In a panic, the beautiful woman suddenly remembered that her stupid big husband was still stuck there like a log, her face blushed, and she reached out and pulled the general's sleeve.

The general didn't lose his footing, and calmly glanced around. Under the increasingly hostile eyes of his wife, his aura degenerated from a tiger to a kitten in an instant. Let’s talk about it.”

"Ma'am, do you still remember the imperial doctor's instructions?" The general couldn't control the lively wife, so he had to move out the serious and rigid old imperial doctor who was also the elder of the two.

The beautiful woman immediately looked at the general weakly, and the other party stared at the beautiful woman firmly. They were expressing love with each other. Li Ganchen, a widow in his family, couldn't see that they were in love with each other, so he deliberately cleared his throat to interrupt his affection.

Hmph, the truth hasn't been rehabilitated yet, so it doesn't need to be tolerated.

The three people who add up to nearly a hundred years old reached a consensus, and then found a box to drink tea and chat.

The queen mother in the palace cried and laughed when she heard the news of her father Li Ganchen's return to Beijing. The mother's consolation was useless, she couldn't persuade her at all, and even alarmed the little emperor who was going to court.

17-Honest Marquis

With the return of Li Ganchen, the former prime minister, the pool of water in the capital was stirred up into chaos by the wind and cloud.

There was an endless stream of visitors in front of the prime minister's mansion, and the gift givers were busy from day to night.

Li Ganchen was very polite in front of everyone, and asked the steward of the house to write down the gift list, and returned the particularly valuable ones, and kept the passable treasures, and prepared a calligraphy written by him as a gift in return.

It's not that the Prime Minister is narcissistic, but that his calligraphy, painting and calligraphy are very valuable.

When the queen mother in the palace learned that her old father had returned to Beijing, her mood fluctuated greatly due to the surprises and surprises. As a result, she didn't think about eating and drinking these days, and her cheeks became thinner. The person who was unhappy was my grandfather, and the annoyed Emperor had no choice but to vent his anger on the "innocent" courtiers.

Hmph, I scolded you for what you deserve, a bunch of idiots who are incompetent, and the mother's mother's Qianqiu birthday banquet is so boring every year, it's not the fault of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, is it still my fault.

The ministers of the Ministry of Rites are upright and unyielding: Your Majesty is right, and the ministers will definitely correct it according to your wishes.

Others keep their eyes on their noses and noses and their minds, and their colleagues support them.

In the court hall, the cute face of the young boy is full of majesty. He is 12 years old this year, and he is wearing a well-fitting emperor-colored court dress, which shows the noble style of the royal family. Coupled with the gradual decentralization and teaching of the Queen Mother in recent years, the little emperor has also begun to have his own For the emperor's aura, he is learning how to be a sage king. He shoulders heavy responsibilities but never gets discouraged. After four years of hard work and cultivating cronies, he has become unbelievable in the hearts of the ministers, except for those veterans. His important ministers like to rely on the old to sell the old, and no one dares to criticize his decision in the court.

The important ministers are old, how much can they resist the new emperor who is becoming more and more sharp?

The most outstanding military general in the younger generation is the young emperor's martial arts master. Among the literati, Anyanghou, who has the best reputation and talent, is the little emperor's uncle. The upstarts in civil and military affairs are all the forces that fully support the new emperor.

There are more and more young blood recruited by the little emperor, and the rebellious elements who don't listen to him are suppressed and swept lightly. When those old diehards wake up, the entire imperial power is in the hands of the little emperor , can be said to be in control.

Just like at this moment, the faces of the people in the Ministry of Rites who were scolded by the little emperor were green and red, and no one dared to stand up and intercede. Being a minister under the eyes of the little emperor, being wise and protecting one's life is the number one thing the ministers have learned in their four years as officials. thing.

In particular, an imperial decree from the little emperor reinstated Li Ganchen as an official, and the return of the prime minister is another potential force of the little emperor. Li Ganchen's peaches and plums are all over the world.

How many scholars from poor families have won the gold list and still remember the teachings of their mentors. Li Ganchen has been able to live and dance after many years away from home, thanks to his group of good students who protect each other openly and secretly.

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In Anyang Hou's Mansion, since it was confirmed that Jia's mother really intends to marry the two jade children, Yingchun's mood immediately changed from cloudy to heavy rain, and she washed her face with tears every day, and her brother Jia Lian, who was crying, was very distressed.

So, on a night when the moon was shining brightly and the stars were few and far between, Second Master Lian, who was once again arrogant, decided to make a move.

Jia Lian really couldn't bear it, he took Yingchun with him as his own daughter, and his own sister who had been raised by hand for four years cried in front of him, just because of such a trivial matter.

"Master Hou, where's your big sword? I'm going to teach that kid Jia Baoyu a lesson." Jia Lian's tone was very calm, as if asking Lord Hou for dinner.

Hou Ye silently looked at the daughter-in-law who was pretending to be calm, then silently took out a dagger from his wide and narrow sleeves, and handed it to Jia Lian whose hands were trembling.

Jia Lian said in disbelief: "Master Hou, can you do this?" The implication is that you still support me if I want to do bad things, you don't have a fever, do you want to spoil me so that you can marry another beautiful concubine? ?

"The big knife was sharpened by Xiaomi's claws." Master Hou explained calmly, but his answer deviated from the original point of the topic.

When Jia Lian heard it, Xiao Mi was the curly-haired cat who likes to sharpen its claws the most in the army of pets in the backyard of the Hou Mansion.

Second Master Lian felt that something was not right, but he couldn't tell where the problem was, so he took the exquisite and small dagger with some awkwardness in his heart.

His clear peach blossom eyes glanced at the dagger slightly, and he felt bad all of a sudden.

There was a line of tiny characters engraved on the handle of the dagger, and he swore on the honor of the eighteen generations of the Jia family's ancestors. His eyes were very good and he saw the words "Gift to Li Jialian's baby".

Second Master Lian once again felt persecuted by the degree of shame, damn it, since he was bewitched by the beauty of Lord Hou last time, he asked Lord Hou to call him the loving title of "baby" in a daze.

He can no longer look directly at the words "baby" and "hug".

Fortunately, apart from being warmer and fond of kissing his forehead and cheeks from time to time, Hou Ye didn't call out any earth-shattering titles, nor did he make any further intimate moves. Second Ye Lian couldn't tell if he was disappointed in his heart. More, or more disappointment, at least he doesn't have to worry about the possibility of his face turning into a boiled red shrimp.

Hou Ye is that Hou Ye played too well, so he was waiting here to scare the young master to scare the young master.Second Master Lian was very panicked now, and his eyes were wandering around, but he didn't dare to look at Lord Hou for a second, his eyes were wide open, and he seemed a little pitiful, and also a bit shy.

Since ancient times, the boundary between shyness and guilty conscience lies in the mentality of the other party. In fact, the two are the same.

Hou Ye is used to being calm, it is difficult to see through his real thoughts from the surface, no one knows that this old virgin is struggling in his heart.

——A Lian's blushing is so cute.The eyes are also beautiful, round and cute.

——I really want to kiss his little mouth, but will it appear that I am too impatient?

——We have been married before, and Ah Lian is mine, so it's normal to kiss on the lips.

——No, there is no official confession yet.This is only fair to Ah Lian.

If Second Master Lian knew Lord Hou's heartfelt feelings, he would have told Lord Hou enthusiastically and impatiently that he had been waiting for the bridal chamber for a long time.

Or he said with a hesitant face, "My Lord is not short of fairness, but my Lord lacks the love of Lord Hou."

"Master Hou, I suddenly feel that the moon is too bright tonight. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Anyway, Jia Baoyu can't escape. By the way, let me put this dagger here first. Do you think it's okay, Master Hou?" Jia Lian First, he changed his tone solemnly and said, but the charm of the brow bone that is rippling in the spring is really not convincing, and the bright and bright sister Moon outside the window is extremely innocent, brother Jia Xiaolian, did they offend you?

"Okay, I'll listen to A Lian." Master Hou's answer was like a breeze, like a sweet wind blowing into Jia Lian's heart, softly wrapping around the second master Lian's heart, and he was in a trance again.

Hou Ye glanced politely at A Lian who was wandering away, and the corners of his beautifully curved lips curled up slightly.

He lowered his head and bowed his noble waist, his long black hair was scattered in front of him, he grabbed it with his big hand, which had never made any foul language, and put it under the boy's slender knees, and hugged the confused boy back in the posture of a princess. In the warm and comfortable back room, the boyfriend's forceful hug made Er Ye Lian's ears turn red, and his snow-white neck was also dyed a light red.

The black hair of the two is intertwined, just like the red thread of fate of the two is inextricably intertwined with each other's souls.

The old moon lights the lamp, the red thread is the matchmaker, and the marriage of thousands of miles is connected by a thread, and the past life is related to the present life.

Jia Lian has always been careless, but at this moment he rarely showed a quiet expression. He slowly leaned against the other's chest, absorbing the other's body temperature, and the man's steady heartbeat thumped against his ears.

Maybe it's because the light of the moon tonight is too soft, maybe it's because the Lord Hou's gaze is too gentle, maybe it's because the arms of the sweetheart he has a crush on are strong enough to hold him, and he feels safe in his heart, or maybe it's... the atmosphere is so beautiful, he hopes that this The longer the section is, the slower the time will flow.

This man who hugged me easily never regarded my young master as an Israeli woman, and never treated me badly. He gave me a new life, a good teacher who taught me knowledge, and exercised my good body , the dignity that the master wants, etc., are all things that the master desires but is difficult to obtain. The Hou master worked hard to get them in front of the young master one by one, without asking for anything in return.

And the master's rescue from the beginning was with a purpose, if it wasn't for the