I don't think I'll survive this year

If you make a list of must-sees for travelers, brothel is definitely at the top of the list, and Yicuilou can be seen by Yang Wentong, so it is naturally one of the best places in Beijing.However, this kind of place is naturally a little far away from the palace, so the two of them got into the carriage after they left the palace gate.

Ji Huaizhi took two sets of clothes from the car familiarly, threw one set to Yang Wentong, and began to undress his bright yellow uniform.

While undressing, he turned around and urged Yang Wentong, "Take it off quickly... Is it possible that you still plan to wear this armor for real? Don't panic..."

Yang Wentong was turning his head to stare at the carriage at this moment, sitting frozen in place without moving.

Seeing this, Ji Huai showed the expected expression—every time he changed his clothes, he was always struggling, and he had to be reminded and invited four times.He strongly suspected that this eldest young master was used to being served, and he was unwilling to do it himself...

With this time of speaking, Ji Huaizhi has almost taken care of himself. He straightened his clothes and hung the jade pendant around his waist. He is an ordinary son...

But Yang Wentong just stood up and took off his armor neatly, but when he put on his clothes, he started to dawdle and procrastinate again. Ji Huaizhi watched him anxiously for him.

However, all he had to change was the outer robe, and Yang Wentong's grinding movements were quickly put into order.

It is said that people depend on clothes. After Yang Wentong put on this brocade suit, the chill and murderous aura all over his body faded a lot, and he now has a bit of the romantic look he had wandering around the capital four years ago.

Ji Huai thought about it for a while, and felt that the word "fairy" was really flattering him, and if he had to say it, "dandy" would be more appropriate...

Seeing that Yang Wentong had no intention of chatting, Ji Huaizhi raised his hand, pushed aside the gauze curtain, and turned his head to look at the scenery on the side of the road.

Jinglitou Road is wide enough to allow two carriages to drive side by side. When Ji Huai lifted the curtain and looked, he saw a carriage passing by the one he was on and moving forward.

The powder tent has an apricot top and exquisite carvings. This is obviously a girl's carriage. In the shadow of the gauze, a slender figure can be seen faintly.

Yang Wentong also caught a glimpse of the carriage, and said by the way, "Isn't that the eldest girl of the Zhao family?"

Smelling the smell of gossip, Ji Huaizhi turned his head suddenly, teased him with a smirk on his face, and said, "Okay, you can recognize it from such a distance?"

Yang Wentong didn't know why, but panicked, he hurriedly opened his mouth to explain: "A year ago, my grandmother hosted a flower viewing banquet in the mansion, and invited many people..."

Before Yang Wen finished the call, Ji Huaizhi couldn't help but coughed lightly. It wasn't intentional to interrupt him, but he couldn't hold back his laughter.

——Sure enough, he was not the only one who was urged to marry...

Ji Huai always felt that he had every reason to suspect that Yang Wentong supported him so simply in his refusal to choose a concubine. Apart from their friendship, their sympathy also played a large part.

Thinking this way, he didn't pay attention to the words - according to the current status of the South Korean government, there must be a lot of people who came to the banquet. Why did Yang Wentong only write down this girl from the Zhao family.

"It's fine to hold a banquet, the old man always likes to be lively..." Ji Huai turned his head and glanced at Yang Wentong, and continued with a suppressed smile, "I think this mansion will be lively for a while."

Although the expression on Ji Huaizhi's face couldn't be more serious, the schadenfreude in his tone was completely undisguised.

Seeing that he didn't intend to pursue it, Yang Wentong didn't know whether he was relieved or lost in his heart, and he hypnotically forced himself to ignore these inexplicable emotions.He turned his head and rolled his eyes at Ji Huaizhi, "You are too ungrateful too fast... Next time you are pointed at your nose and scolded, I don't care..."

Point your nose and scold?

Ji Huaizhi was taken aback by these words, and recalled it carefully for a long time, but he still couldn't remember when he was treated like this...

After all, in the past few years, he has controlled the military power through the hands of King An and Yang Wentong, and replaced many newcomers with high loyalty in the court... Like when he first came to the throne, he could say anything casually. The situation of being refuted word by word has long since ceased to exist.

What's more, the people in the court, no matter whether they rely on their family background or the imperial examination, they are all capable people, and most of them speak politely and quote scriptures... Even if they are cursing, they use allusions to insinuate, if they have no cultural background, Can't hear it yet.

As for Yang Wentong's "pointing at the nose and scolding", Ji Huai thought about it, and it really didn't exist.

On the other side, Yang Wentong saw that his face was full of doubts, and he felt stuck: I knew that this person definitely didn't take what happened the day before yesterday to heart.

#Rushing to give him vent, I seem to be a fool#

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In the morning of the day before yesterday, Sun Qian, Minister of Rituals, requested to be crowned empress. This is not a rare thing, after all, since the late emperor's filial piety, these ministers have come here every now and then.

Ji Huaizhi has always maintained an attitude of procrastinating as long as he can, either just nodding his head to express "understood", or simply saying "discuss later".

However, Yang Wentong never expected that this Sun Qian would be so courageous...

"...Your Majesty is the son of heaven, the father of the people, and protects the people. Then the position has been vacant for a long time, and the people in the world have fathers and no mothers. This is not what Dingbang Anmin does..."

The sun was just rising, and the sky was still a bit dark, but inside the Fengtian Hall, it was illuminated by the Yingying lights as bright as day, and the expression on everyone's face could be seen clearly.

The person who spoke in the middle, although bowed, still gave people an inexplicable upright feeling, even his voice was like his posture, with some unflattering toughness .

He spoke earnestly, but the people around him—whether it was the emperor sitting upright at the top or the ministers kneeling aside—all seemed a little careless.

Without it, it's just that this kind of scene is too familiar, it happens almost every few days... It's just that the content of the petition is similar to that of the ministers who made the petition - they are all begging for the establishment of a queen.

Next, after a little thought, one could guess that it was nothing more than that the emperor had once again prevaricated the matter casually.

However, as I listened, the meaning behind these words became a little bit wrong, "...If Your Majesty is ill, you should call the imperial physician to make a diagnosis and recuperate, so as to wait for the recovery period. This is a big matter, It is not His Majesty's private matter that concerns the foundation of the country, it is actually a major matter of the country..."

In the main hall, a needle could be heard for a moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on the servant Sun in the middle.The sloppy expression on his face had long since disappeared, and the look he looked at Sun Qian also carried a little bit of surprise as he looked at a lunatic.

However, most of them only dared to take a few glances quietly, and immediately lowered their heads carefully, their gazes falling on the ground in front of them, for fear of being angered by the emperor.

——"I'm sick"?What kind of "disorder" would that be? ...It can only be "no".

The emperor has not established a queen for a long time, and the harem is also empty. A few years ago, he could even praise "Your Majesty is filial".But now, the first emperor's filial piety period has passed, seeing that the emperor is almost 20 years old, and there is still no woman around him... There are still people who think like Sun Shilang... and there are quite a few...

However, the emperor was still young after all, and the situation was far from urgent.Therefore, these people only dared to guess quietly in their hearts, and they didn't even dare to write a secret report, let alone open their mouths in court like this.

...After all, no one wants to be this early bird.

What Sun Qian said was really outspoken, and he could be regarded as pointing at the emperor's nose and saying: If you can't do it, go to the imperial physician immediately.

As the head of military officers, Yang Wentong was authorized by the emperor to enter the court with a sword.But this well-known young general, his face turned blue with anger, stretched out his right hand a few times, slowly put it on the hilt at his waist, and pulled out a sharp blade...

Although everyone didn't dare to look up, the sound of the sword being unsheathed was very clear in the hall.Many people slowly closed their eyes, as if they couldn't bear to see the next blood-splattered scene.

Sun Qian didn't seem to have heard the voice of gold and stone, his voice was still steady, but the sudden speed of his speech showed that he was not ignorant of his situation, "...if this matter is irreversible, please return your Majesty Choose descendants from the clan as soon as possible, and teach them carefully to inherit the great tradition."

At this moment, even the ministers who were watching the show all around could not stop their hearts from jumping, and cold sweat came down on their foreheads all at once, what is "irreversible"!I'm afraid Sun Qian is really crazy!

However, Sun Qian didn't seem to notice the sudden cold atmosphere in the hall, bowed his head respectfully, and kowtowed deeply to Ji Huaizhi.The cold sweat on his forehead left a dark mark on the red carpet.

Although this servant Sun is brave, his popularity is not very good. At this moment, there is no one who comes forward to speak for him.

The main hall fell into an unspeakable silence for a while, and even the air seemed to be a little stagnant...

Yang Wen's hands were trembling with breath, he had greeted the eighteen generations of Sun Qian's ancestors in his heart, and then restrained himself from doing it directly.

And Ji Huai sat up straight at the head, staring at Sun Qian who was kneeling in front of him expressionlessly.

In fact, he was not as angry as the others thought, but... was in a complicated mood - so complicated that he didn't even know what expression to put on.

He was very sure that there was nothing wrong with his body... He didn't want to recall at all, when he got up in the morning and found that his pants were sticky...

#生无可爱.jpg#

#Compared to %&$, he would rather choose the big aunt#

Ji Huai straightened his mind, and finally chose himself out of the memory, and put his thoughts on Sun Qian's words: Choose an heir from the clan?

Ji Huai thought about it for a while, and felt that if he really couldn't overcome his own obstacles, this would be a good idea.

He nodded, and said in a steady voice: "What Sun Qing said is reasonable, I will consider it." As usual, the atmosphere in the hall was relaxed.

Li Wang frowned imperceptibly, and glanced at Ji Huaizhi, but when his eyes fell, the expression on his face was worried, more like concern for Ji Huaizhi.

Although Li Fu felt that Ji Huaizhi didn't mean to be angry, he was also very nervous at this moment, and he didn't dare to spend any more time trying to figure out Ji Huaizhi's emotions. Taking advantage of this air raid, he immediately screamed: "Back to court—"

Everyone hurriedly saluted, and then hurried out of the hall as if being driven away.But today's culprit——Sun Qian knelt for a long time before getting up, with a dazed look on his face that hadn't recovered.

He knew that he had done a little too much today, after all, when the court said such things, it really hurt the face of the Tian family.However, today's Shengshang is not very old, and he is still very impulsive.

Before Sun Qian opened his mouth today, he had already thought about it: in the worst case, he would be blood spattered on the spot; and in the best case, he would inevitably suffer some flesh and blood...

However, for this kind of thing, there must always be someone who speaks.If... is true, the more you delay, the more unfavorable it will be.

But among the various endings he imagined, there was absolutely no such an understatement.

Thinking of King Li's earnest request earlier, Sun Qian couldn't help shaking his head, King Li and him were both narrow-minded... Although the Holy One is young, he is magnanimous and tolerant.

His normally straight lips were slightly upturned, evoking a stiff arc. This smile is a bit weird, but true enough.

——This is the appearance of Ming Jun...

Sun Qian couldn't be in a daze for a long time, and soon he was brought back to his senses by a cold gaze.He turned sideways, looked back, and met Yang Wentong's gaze.

Seeing his eyes, Yang Wentong curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes, not even any emotion. The cold gaze didn't seem to be looking at a living person, which made people feel creepy...

"Lord Sun is so courageous!" Yang Wentong snorted coldly, strode out of the hall, and when he passed by Sun Qian, he sheathed the weapon with a cold light on his waist.The hilt of the sword collided with the scabbard, making a muffled sound, which was especially ear-piercing in the already empty hall.

Sun Qian accepted such a threat, but there was no fear on his face. He even calmly made a gesture of congratulations behind Yang Wentong.

The author has something to say: Then, he was beaten...

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