Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 924 The fight between hundreds of families

After a pause, Ji Ru continued to add: "Also, if you had nothing to worry about, would you have been addicted to wine and sex during this period?"

When it comes to the word "drinking and sex", Ji Ru's expression is slightly unnatural.

In the past, although Ming Xiaoyang was recognized as a libertine, he basically would not touch a woman unless things were right.

Even if it is his own woman, he will not touch her every day.

But in the past month, he has been hanging out with the concubines almost every day, and he is like a hungry ghost in lust!
  "Huh?" Ming Xiaoyang was speechless by Ji Ru's words and was stunned.

"I still didn't hide it from you!" After a long silence, Ming Xiaoyang said with a wry smile, "Yes, I do have something on my mind right now."

"Besides, it's still a very heavy worry! How can I say it's so heavy? It almost makes me want to hang myself and wipe my neck."

The first half of the sentence was quite serious, but in the middle of the sentence, Ming Xiaoyang became habitually unserious.

"What happened?" Ji Ru's crystal clear heart was touched, she raised her head, looked at her husband with burning eyes, and asked.

"If we can help, don't hide it! To tell you the truth, not only me, but also my mother, Moon God, Lin Chaoying, the high priest, the eldest young master and the others can almost tell that you have something on your mind."

Ji Ru felt a little embarrassed when she mentioned Concubine Yan.

Although she is the reincarnation of Jiutian Xuannv, the creator of this world, in the final analysis, she is also the daughter of Concubine Yan in this life.

Mother and daughter serve one husband together. This is indeed nothing to the royal family, which is known for its dissoluteness. There are countless blood-related incest incidents.

But it's one thing to know it in your heart, but it's another thing to say it out loud.

"None of you can help me with this matter." Ming Xiaoyang sighed heavily, "Only I can face it myself."

"Instead of thinking about the impossible thing of helping me, it's better to think about leaving a good future for me!"

Stay behind!

Hearing Ming Xiaoyang talk about this topic, Ji Ru's cheeks turned red, even brighter than the sunset that appeared in the sky in the evening, and she said coquettishly: "I would like to, but what can I do if I can't get pregnant?"

"It's okay, let's do it a few more times." Ming Xiaoyang smirked, turned over, and pressed Ji Ru under him.

"Bad guy, pervert!" the woman yelled angrily.

Then, the beautiful scenery and charming whispers once again filled the entire study.

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Life as an emperor is very boring.

There are rules for what you should do and what you shouldn't do every day. According to Confucianism, this is called etiquette!
  Everything that is not in line with etiquette will be criticized.

In later generations, even if the emperor had an extra midnight snack, he would be drowned in the saliva of the imperial censor the next day.

Of course, what these gentlemen do in private has nothing to do with the emperor and has nothing to do with etiquette.

Fortunately, after two rounds of suppression by the first emperor Ying Zheng and the current second emperor Ying Zihe, among the hundreds of schools of thought, those who are willing to submit have basically entered the court. Those who are determined to rebel will not be driven out and killed. Just hide and continue to dream of their unattainable dreams.

On this day, there will be a meeting.

After dealing with the matters that should be dealt with, people from various schools of thought began a new round of fighting. Even over the years, they have seen that the empire's attitude towards various schools of thought is both supportive and suppressive.

It is necessary not only to take advantage of the factors that are beneficial to the rule of the empire among the hundreds of scholars, but also to prevent any one from becoming completely bigger and threatening the imperial power.

But even if the opponent cannot be completely eliminated, it is still a good thing to have the upper hand in the court.

Several Confucian disciples suddenly opened fire on the Legalists, accusing the Ministry of Punishment under the control of the Legalists of imposing excessive sentences and imposing the death penalty on a filial son who avenged his father.

Not to be outdone, Legalists counterattacked and accused Confucianism of being corrupt. During the quarrel, the two sides began to quarrel. The Confucianists claimed that the Legalists were born out of Confucianism and that they were deceiving their teachers and destroying their ancestors, which was treason. The Legalists mocked the Confucians for being rigid and not knowing how to act within their capabilities.

In the end, even famous people, Taoists, and farmers were involved.

Liu Ji, the second-in-command in the farm family, was written by Confucian disciples, saying that as a minister of the court, he frequently visited the place of fireworks, which was an insult to the dignity of the court.

The court hall became a vegetable market.

Seeing that the major forces were about to fight, Ming Xiaoyang simply ran away. As for this mess, who cares who cares.

I'm not in the mood to interfere.

Seeing Ming Xiaoyang leave, Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie, the two powerful men of the political sect who had been watching from the sidelines, stepped forward and separated the courtiers who were already fighting.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that his majesty had left. The ministers were not interested in continuing the fight and dispersed. Of course, before leaving, I didn't forget to flick the knife at my competitor with my eyes, signaling in this way that today's business is not over yet!

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After going to court, Ming Xiaoyang strolled in the quiet palace and shouted away all the guards and servants following him.

He did have a lot of things on his mind during this period of time, and it was difficult to relax.

Along the way, we came to a colorful garden with flowers of all colors in bloom, exuding different floral fragrances.

Smelling this alluring aroma, Ming Xiaoyang's heavy heart relaxed, and he started walking along the path paved with bluestone slabs in the garden.

Not long after walking, I saw a very familiar figure.

The clothes are mainly light purple with some light white. Three thousand deep purple long hair is spread out, the upper half of the face is visible, and the lower half of the face is covered by a veil.

Over the years, Shao Siming, the former messenger of death of the Yin and Yang family, has grown up, but his temperament has not changed at all.

Leaning forward, she leaned in front of a cluster of blooming rose flowers and breathed in the wonderful fragrance of the flowers.

Seeing this familiar figure again, I noticed a trace of intoxication exuding from her talking eyes.

Ming Xiaoyang suddenly regained his childlike innocence, gathered all his energy, and walked step by step behind Shao Siming.

There was an elusive smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. When he was only a few inches away from Young Siming and was almost close to his body, he finally couldn't help it.

shouted in Shao Siming's ear with a loud voice!

"Young Master, long time no see."

Young Siming, who was admiring the flowers, was frightened when he heard the voice coming from behind him, and almost jumped up.

A pair of white and delicate jade hands squeezed tightly, and the Yin Yang family's unique skill - Wan Ye Fei Hua Liu was prepared.

The whole person turned around quickly and saw the person behind him clearly at a glance.

It's you! Seeing the person hiding behind him to scare him, Shao Siming was both angry and amused, staring at him angrily.

A pair of talking eyes revealed these two words.

"Young Master." Ming Xiaoyang pulled up Young Siming's smooth and soft pancreas, not at all unnatural, "Why are you here?"

"Where's Da Siming?"

The eldest son of the Yin Yang family, Siming, has always been inseparable. The elder Siming, who is known for being ruthless and ruthless, treats the young master as his own sister.

(End of this chapter)