Don't help me, I can sit up by myself

This year, King Min Qi of Yue did not return to Beijing. His subordinates, Zhao Bojie and Cui Zhen, returned to Beijing to resume their duties.

The Emperor's Taihe Palace hosted a banquet for these two people.

Asked about the situation of the border fortress, Zhao Bojie said: "Under the leadership of the King of Yue, the soldiers are united and the border fortress is stable. Although the nomadic tribes have had ups and downs several times, but with the King of Yue guarding them, they are still defeated. Now the children in the frontier fortress cry at night, as long as they Mentioning the name of the King of Yue will stop you immediately. The King of Yue's hard work on the frontier will not fulfill the emperor's entrustment."

Zhao Bojun's eyes were firm and unhurried. He was indeed the confidant of the King of Yue.

Speaking of the fact that the King of Yue did not return to Beijing to celebrate the New Year, Zhao Bojie said: "The King of Yue was concerned about border affairs. Although he missed the Queen Mother very much, he did not dare to relax. This was because the nomadic tribes migrated in winter, and there was a shortage of water and grass in winter, so they had insufficient supplies. It’s easy to be malicious, so it’s better to be careful and take precautions.”

"I have allocated fifty thousand taels of silver. Has the King of Yue received it?"

"The eight-hundred-mile emergency is on the way. The King of Yue has received the money. In addition to replenishing armaments, the white-haired wind blew in the grassland for half a month not long ago, and it will cost a lot to strengthen the barracks."

Zhao Bojiu's answers were flawless. If the emperor asked a question, Zhao Bojiu would reply with seventy or eighty sentences. In short, Zhao Bojiu was like the spokesperson of the King of Yue.

When it was Cui Zhen's turn to answer, Cui Zhen's answer was even more sloppy than the memorial he gave to the emperor.

No matter what Uncle Zhao said, Cui Zhen was standing by: "Yes, I think so too." or "I second my opinion."

I heard Zhao Bojie tell some stories about the frontier fortress, but Zhao Bojie could not do without the Yue King Min Qi in three sentences. What was originally a conversation turned into a commendation meeting for the Yue King Min Qi.

Let’s watch the singing and dancing.

The singing and dancing in Nanfu are very intoxicating.

The singer, who is shaking a pink feather fan, has a willow-thin waist and looks bright.

In the glass-like hall, more than a dozen singing girls danced to the sound of flutes.

As they drank and drank, the emperor blushed and stared at the singer's waist meticulously.

"Zhao Aiqing, why don't you drink? Is this wine not to your taste?" the emperor asked.

Zhao Bojiu stood up and held up his hands: "Back to the emperor, I have developed the habit of drinking less wine because I have been stationed at the frontier for a long time. It's not that the wine is not to my taste."

"Then Cui Zhen, you drink." The emperor raised the glass ring.

Cui Zhen was really focused on watching the singer dance.

How to describe Cui Zhen's concentration? The wine in his hand has spilled on his robe, but he is not moved at all. He just has a look of infatuation, his eyes keep swaying along with the waist posture of those singers, and the wine and food are almost untouched. , just watching the show.

I forgot about changing cups and cups, I only saw beauty.

On the contrary, the frontier fortress is bitterly cold and there are few entertainment options.

The singers in Nanfu were famous for their good looks, so it was rare for Cui Zhen to enter the palace.

"How does this song and dance compare to the ones at the frontier?" The emperor was leaning over drinking wine, his face was crimson and his eyes were wandering. The large embroidered gold silk dragon pattern on his robe was shining brightly, making him look like a coward.

Cui Zhen almost cried.

Zhao Bojun looked at the emperor and Cui Zhen with bright eyes.

"You two, come and pour wine for my beloved." The emperor pointed at the two pink-clad singers.

The singer came forward barefoot to pour the wine with a jug of wine.

"You two, come and dance close together." The emperor pointed at the two singers.

Two singers in low-cut corsets and pleated skirts dragged their long hair in front of Zhao Boji and Cui Zhen. The singer's breasts almost pressed against the two of them.

With such a plump figure and a soft waist, the singer lowered her body almost to the two rough men.

Cui Zhen simply didn't dare to open his eyes and sniffed happily.

Really fragrant.

The air is filled with the fragrance of the singer.

vulgar.

The singer put her arms around Cui Zhen's neck: "Sir, can we have a drink together?"

"Coco coco coco" Cui Zhen looked up to the sky and laughed.

The singer hugged Zhao Bojie's neck: "Sir, how about a drink?"

Uncle Zhao was a little irritable and seemed unable to sit still.

The emperor drank a full cup and stared at Zhao and Cui: "My dear, don't be restrained. Whichever one you like will be sent to your house in a while. You have worked hard all year round in the field. I will reward you with these singers."

Zhao Bojie sighed and stood up to say goodbye: "I am already drunk and I am afraid of being rude, so I will leave first."

The emperor repeatedly tried to persuade him to stay, but Uncle Zhao insisted on leaving.

Cui Zhen, on the other hand, couldn't care less about Shu. He was so happy that he took off in the Palace of Supreme Harmony. He was drinking with the singer at one moment, and then jumped on the carpet to practice a boxing technique of his own creation for the emperor. The emperor hadn't even praised him a few times. He was so excited that he picked up the singer and lifted her directly above his head, spinning her like a windmill.

Uncle Zhao couldn't hold it down and quickly left the Palace of Supreme Harmony.

After walking down dozens of steps and exiting the palace gate, Zhao Bojun sat on his horse and looked back in the direction of the palace.

The Star-Zhaing Tower in the palace is still standing, and the city walls are towering.

Zhao Bojie couldn't help but think of the King of Yue. The King of Yue could endure hardships and was good at fighting, but he could not compare with this little faint king.

The Palace of Supreme Harmony was so smoky that Zhao Bojing couldn't sit down for even a minute.

The accompanying people followed behind on horseback, and a group of iron cavalry marched along the official road into the city.

Light rain, thin ice.

The city was covered in fog.

"Master Zhao, have you seen Cui Zhen's face? This time the King of Yue asked him to enter the palace with Master Zhao. It's really embarrassing for you."

Zhao Bojie didn't answer, but just pulled the reins.

"That Cui Zhen, apart from his strength, never did anything serious when he was at the frontier. Fortunately, the King of Yue praised him for his talent. I really don't know why the emperor kept him here."

"I just found out today that Cui Zhen is really in love with the emperor." Zhao Bojie snorted.

"He fell in love with the emperor? He actually fell in love with the emperor? What did the emperor like about him?"

"I fancy him as a corrupt and lustful person." Zhao Bojiu sighed. In Zhao Boji's eyes, the King of Yue was at the top of his game, with a good reputation, talent, and real abilities. This emperor Min Jian was far behind. He usually followed a bunch of women. He was fooling around in the harem, and rarely did anything of political consequence. The late emperor didn't know what happened to him at that time, but he wanted to pass the throne to him.

The scene in the Palace of Supreme Harmony lingered in Zhao Bojie's mind. The emperor and Cui Zhen looked so smitten with each other. It was as if they had never seen women in their lives. He wished that those singers could be killed in the Palace of Supreme Harmony. The ground is right.

"My lord, you have left the palace, but Lord Cui is still staying in the Taihe Palace."

"What do you know, kid? We adults are not from the same family as that surnamed Cui. How can he compare with us adults."       The group of people left in a mighty manner.

When Du Jiyan stepped into the Palace of Supreme Harmony, he saw the pink-clad singer dancing gracefully, changing cups and cups, the smell of wine filled the air, and the fragrance overflowed. It was really peaceful singing and dancing, so luxurious, so unprofessional.

There were two singers beside the emperor, and four singers beside Cui Zhen.

It was really a romantic affair, very lively.

It was not like entering the Palace of Supreme Harmony, but like entering the Pansi Cave. A group of goblins tried their best to charm the emperor and Cui Zhen.

Of course, there is no need for the singer to be charming. Looking at this style, it is not an exaggeration to say that the emperor and Cui Zhen are charming to the singer.

Can not bear to look.

Du Jiyan curled his lips and waved the handkerchief in front of his face.

Passing by the singer, my eyes drifted, and I realized that the singer was as white as snow, with gentle features on her features.

It's strange that the emperor hangs out with Cui Zhen.

Who doesn't like to see beauty? There is no shortage of eyes for discovering beauty in the Palace of Taihe.

It was the emperor who invited her here, and she didn't care whether it was in vain or not.

There are songs and dances, as well as good wine and food. It's like taking part in a leg crawl.

To be successful in life, you need to have all the fun, and be happy every day.

Du Jiyan sat down before the emperor, poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp. It was a good wine, and he poured another glass. The wine was very sweet. After drinking the wine, looking at these singers, there was a hazy beauty.

"One more pot." Du Jiyan called the palace maid.

Cui Zhen came out and wanted to perform a tripod dance for the emperor.

This is rare, I have never seen it before.

The square tripod in the Palace of Supreme Harmony weighed at least 200 kilograms. Cui Zhen lifted the 200 kilograms square tripod with a step of his horse and a drawdown of his Dantian.

Everyone was stunned, this is really a natural power.

"Ai Qing, that's a good lift." The emperor coughed twice, and Gao Rang clapped his hands.

The singers beside the emperor receded like the tide, and the singers surrounding Cui Zhen also dispersed completely, making no sound.

After the singer faded away, the waiters also retreated, and Gao Rang retreated to guard outside the second door.

"Cui Aiqing is not only brave and powerful, but her acting skills are not inferior to those of famous actresses from Nanfu." The emperor praised.

Cui Zhen was a little embarrassed: "How did the emperor know that I was acting?"

"I know you well, so your lustful and superficial behavior today is all just an act. I know it."

"The emperor is wise, and the emperor's acting skills are also good. He acted like a foolish king."

"It's Cui Qing who understands me. I'm really sorry. In my Taihe Palace, I want to have a few intimate words with my ministers, but I have to put on a show first to get rid of irrelevant people."

What the emperor meant was that in order to get rid of the lightbulb Zhao Bojie, he and Cui Zhen even acted in a play together.

"Now that I have met with the Emperor, I know that the Emperor is young, promising and thoughtful."

"My beloved is also rough but delicate, and has a lot of talent. She is indeed the person I like."

The two men exchanged words with each other in business.

Du Jiyan was full after eating. The emperor was her husband and Cui Zhen was her cousin. The banquet in Taihe Palace was more like a family banquet.

When returning from Taihe Palace to Wanru Palace, the emperor asked Cui Zhen to send Du Jiyan back.

We met in the old year, but since Du Jiyan entered the palace and Cui Zhen went to the frontier, the opportunities to meet have become less and less. Goodbye Cui Zhen, he is fatter, darker, and rougher than before. I still remember that he used to be able to write poems and compose poems. He wore a gauze hat with red flowers on his head and rode through the alleys, which attracted the girls and young wives in the capital. Stop and watch.

Sure enough, the harsh wind and sand at the border fortress gradually erased Cui Zhen's appearance as a young man, making him much more majestic.

Du Jiyan often followed him when he was a child. This time Du Jiyan walked in front and Cui Zhen followed her.

"The frontier is dangerous, so you have to be careful. Now that the emperor values ​​you, you are even more dangerous."

"A man stands between heaven and earth. The slightest danger is nothing. Please bear with me, sister." Cui Zhen reached out to brush away the flowers and plants climbing the wall on the corner door, and then put his hand to block Du Jiyan's forehead for fear that the vines would touch her: "Your Majesty, right? How is my sister?"

Du Jiyan raised his bright eyes: "The Emperor is very kind to me."

"I heard that the emperor gave my sister a residence in the Wanru Palace. I think my sister is very popular with the emperor. The harem is dangerous, so my sister must be careful at all times."

Although the emperor asked Cui Zhen to send Du Jiyan to the Wanru Palace, after all, there were differences between men and women, and the harem was a forbidden area. Cui Zhen knew this, so naturally he would not mess up and just stood outside the Wanru Palace to talk to Du Jiyan. .

Wanru Hall has red walls and red doors, and the courtyard at the second entrance is quite spacious. The words "Wanru Hall" are written by the emperor himself. I guess the emperor's love for Du Jiyan is true. After all, Du Jiyan's permanent position allowed him to be the head of a palace alone, and apart from being a little smaller than Jingren Palace in terms of regulations, Wanru Palace, even the Changle Palace where the imperial concubine lived, was not as grand as Wanru Palace.

Whether a man loves a woman or not, you cannot believe what he says. Look at what he is willing to do for women, and look at what he has done for women. This cannot be deceived.

The emperor was busy with court affairs, and he was overwhelmed by the daily memorials, but he could still worry about Du Jiyan's affairs in every detail despite his busy schedule, which showed the emperor's intentions.

Du Jiyan and Cui Zhen were talking outside the Wanru Hall when they saw a fiery red figure turning towards the hanging flower door. It was as red as if it was on fire, with a whirlwind potato on its head. She wore some red treasure hairpins and a pair of sparkling silver bell earrings. On her arms were hollow carved gold bracelets rattling on the left and right. Her voice was also crisp, and there was joy in the crispness: "Look at me. How about this newly made dress? It cost twenty taels of silver."

Shi Jing came from Yongfu Palace. She had nothing to do, and she had a lot of money to spend. She wanted to cut some new clothes and buy a new hairpin. She had just made new clothes to show off to Du Jiyan, and she took them out by the way. A goose yellow robe inlaid with gold woven flowers, a cross collar and wide sleeves, was given to Du Jiyan. After all, we share the blessings together, and if there are good things, we have to think of Du Jiyan.

"This goose-yellow dress is for you to wear. Now that you live in the new palace, you have to behave like a beloved concubine. We can't let others look down upon us."

The goose-yellow embroidered cross-collar wide-sleeved robe with gold woven flowers has fine stitching and fine materials. It looks like a top-quality product at first glance. It is actually better than the embroidery girl from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. She must have spent a lot of money.

"It's not much. It took eight embroiderers a month and only cost twenty-eight taels of silver." Shi Jing didn't care about the money at all, he just cared about Du Jiyan, the sister.

Cui Zhen consciously took two steps back.

Cui Zhen is a stranger.

Shi Jing raised her head and saw him. Cui Zhen in front of her was tall and majestic, with long eyebrows and a face as sharp as a knife. Her rough face revealed coldness, and her coldness revealed gentleness. She was three parts weak and five parts tough. Her eyes were Deep inside, you can seem to see the flowers and birds in spring, with the warmth of summer and the frosty coldness of winter. You can even look on with a cold eye, and reject others from thousands of miles away.

His armor was as black as obsidian, with a touch of white at the collar, making it look clean and neat. Wearing a black crown, his eyes do not squint.

Outside the majestic Wanru Palace, he stands like a pine and cypress.

What a complicated person this is, what kind of beauty he is, he is a one-man show, and he is not inferior to the emperor at all. Shi Jing has never seen this before.

"Du Jiyan, do you have a new eunuch?"

崔真

This knife was caught off guard.

Du Jiyan was a little embarrassed. No wonder Shi Jing mistakenly thought Cui Zhen was a eunuch. Men who could travel around the harem, except the emperor and the imperial doctor, were also eunuchs.