First wife's original manuscript

Chapter 139

Following Dingguogong's words, the carriage fell silent, and the moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating Dingguogong's leisurely eating snacks. He broke apart the snacks bit by bit, as if tasting a rare delicacy. Put the snacks into your mouth little by little.

A regular snack made him feel like eating a big meal.

Zhuge Yun leaned on the chair, and a mocking voice came into the ears of Duke Ding who was licking the residue of snacks on his fingers, "Hey, why don't you let go of the residue?"

"Isn't it rare?"

Ding Guogong did not give up the dim sum on his fingers, and said softly: "I wonder if I will be lucky enough to eat the dim sum you handed me. I will keep this box of loose candies."

"Are you really blind?"

"Ah."

Zhuge Yun stretched out his hand and grabbed Ding Guogong's wrist, and asked threateningly: "Who am I? Why do you treat me so well? Is it the emperor... or you..."

There was a mischievous smile on Duke Ding's lips, "Guess."

Rao Zhuge Yun has seen the world, and he was also made liver hurt by Duke Ding's naughtiness, "You still play tricks that ten-year-olds don't play? If I'm not mistaken, you are almost sixty, one and a half years old." Old man, are you still pretending to be naughty? Pretending to be innocent?"

"Ten years old."

The corners of Duke Dingguo's mouth were slightly raised, "What did I do when I was ten years old? Studying? Or practicing martial arts with the emperor? Yun'er, even if I enter the Yellow Earth tomorrow, I am also the most handsome and handsome old man!"

"It's really difficult to be the emperor. How did he endure you for so many years? He was not mad at you. The emperor's mind is as broad as the sea."

Zhuge Yun smacked his lips, and held Duke Ding's wrist harder, his pulse was Yangmai... How do you think that Duke Ding is a man, Zhuge Yun would rather he be the first prince... "You are the one with the handle, right? "

"you guess."

"Get out of here."

Zhuge Yun left Dingguogong aside, turned over and jumped off the carriage, "Don't let me see you again! Dingguogong!"

Seeing Zhuge Yun disappear into the moonlight, Duke Ding's chest couldn't stop trembling, and a dull and joyful laugh overflowed from his mouth, "Yun'er, you are so interesting. You have been a genius for 20 years, but It's not good to be able to swear, a man who swears won't be liked by women..."

"Go back to Duke Ding's mansion."

"Yes."

The carriage drove towards Dingguogong's mansion. Dingguogong was not worried that Zhuge Yun would sneak into Prince Cheng's mansion again. He warned him tonight. Zhugeyun would be more careful in his actions. The blood inheritance is so strong, alas, it is not in vain He punched his inner breath into Zhuge Yun's body.

Sitting cross-legged in the practice room, Mr. Dingguo closed his eyes and rested his mind. No one could guess what he was thinking.

The sky was getting dark, Duke Ding suddenly opened his eyes, and put the black cloth on the side again, what happened to the blind man?Who can see clearly?
"Leave a message to Princess Chengqin, and I'll invite her to Haoyue Villa to enjoy the scenery."

"Yes."

The population of Princess Dingguo's house is very small. Since Mrs. Dingguo passed away 20 years ago, he has not remarried. Originally, there were two or three concubines in the backyard. The concubine dismissed.

Duke Ding always likes to be quiet, there are only the eldest lady and his two masters in the mansion, so there are not many followers.

Most of the servants in Dingguo's mansion serve the eldest lady. Dingguo adheres to the style of the battlefield in terms of food, clothing and housing, and is the most impatient to be served. As for the relatives of the Liu family, most of them live in separate families. If he had established an heir a few years ago, the number of people from the Liu family who came to him to show courteousness was much less.

Outsiders have speculated that Dingguo wanted his daughter to give birth and recruit a husband.

"Master, open Haoyue Villa today?"

"Ah."

Duke Ding went out to take a breath of the morning air, "Haoyue Villa...I found a good master for it."

Zeng Rou had been looking at the invitation sent by Duke Ding's mansion for less than half an hour, and Haoyue Villa was very familiar to her, she searched carefully in her memory, Zeng Rou suddenly said: "Could it be Haoyue Villa, which is known as the number one garden? "

"That's right, it's the garden where the emperor entrusted the Duke of Ding to provide for the elderly ten years ago."

Mother Li smacked her lips and said: "I heard that Haoyue Villa is like a fairyland, and the pavilions and pavilions are so beautiful, but five years ago, Duke Ding sealed Haoyue Villa with dust. No one knows why. Today, the princess received an invitation from Duke Ding. , It’s really a very face-saving thing.”

Such an important place, why did Duke Ding put the meeting place in Haoyue Villa?

Zeng Rou didn't feel ashamed, and complained vaguely about Zhuge Yun, who did he find every time?Zeng Rou was reincarnated because of a curse, what about him?Didn't the Great Jin Dynasty call Zhuge Yun the only one with a great talent, so he couldn't find someone who was more ordinary and had a simpler identity?

The child in her belly didn't come at the right time. If there was no child, Zeng Rou wouldn't be too lazy to talk nonsense with Prince Cheng and Shang Wan, and would have taken Zhuge Yunyuan away!

It would be nonsense to say that Ding Guogong looked at her differently because of her unique temperament. Zeng Rou was invited only because of Zhuge Yun.

What is their relationship?
Zeng Rou was very puzzled, if she didn't figure it out, there would be endless troubles, but if she went to Haoyue Villa, it wouldn't work either.Zeng Rou's entanglement with the Dajin royal family was deep, she knew that Duke Ding did not understand the emperor, and the current emperor might want Zeng Rou's life at any time!

Duke Ding sent out invitations, if Zeng Rou didn't go, he would also cause a lot of trouble.

What is this called?Zeng Rou intentionally dragged Zhuge Yun over and beat him up hard.

After Zhuge Yun heard that Duke Ding had sent Zeng Rou an invitation, he wandered around the mansion anxiously. If it wasn't for his status, he would have gone directly to Prince Cheng's mansion. The warning that Duke Ding gave him last night, Zhuge Yun was not Can't listen.

strength!His strength is not enough!
Where did he want to go before?

Now that the country is prosperous and the people are safe, there is really no battle... Where can he go to increase his strength?Let him be a civil servant?Forget it, Zhuge Yun will be driven crazy by the busy civil and political affairs. Although he is a lunatic, he is a calm lunatic.

"Go to Dingguo's mansion."

Since he can't see Zeng Rou, he can always go to Duke Ding's mansion.

When Zhuge Yun dared to arrive at Duke Dingguo's mansion, the guards at the door saw that it was him, and politely let him in, and led him straight to the study without even notifying Duke Dingguo.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhuge Yun smelled the fragrance of ink. Ding Guogong held a brush and wrote on the rice paper until he finished the last stroke, and asked, "Come and see, how is my writing?"

Zhuge Yun didn't understand before, but after reincarnation, he heard his parents say too much. One of his father's favorite things to do is to bring the written words to his son Zhuge Yun to admire.

Zhuge Yun's words are full of murderous intent, but they are not in line with the appreciation of the current people.

Appreciating calligraphy and painting with Zhipai Yushi every time is a painful torture for Zhuge Yun. It wasn't because the original owner's divergent thinking affected Zhuge Yun, he would have gone berserk long ago.

Duke Ding's nephew-like tone to him reminded him of the imperial censor!

Duke Ding raised his face, "Come here, is it possible that I wrote the words crookedly because I couldn't see?"

Zhuge Yun didn't rush up to ask Duke Ding angrily why he invited Zeng Rou to Haoyue Villa, he didn't throw things angrily, turned around and sat on the chair far away from Duke Ding, and kept silent.

Dingguo listened to the movement with his ears upright, and nodded secretly. Zhuge Yun's breath was long, and he didn't seem to be out of control by himself. Only those who can control themselves can have a good death in the hands of the emperor.

"Yun'er."

"Little Yunyun?"

Zhuge Yun seemed to fall asleep, Ding Guogong suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, Wen Guogong is very talented, he is the leader of the world's literati and poets, Wen Guogong doesn't want to follow me to see Xanadu?"

"Bright Moon Villa?"

Zhuge Yun rolled his eyes and glanced at Duke Ding, "You invited me? What are the conditions? Make a point!"

"Sure enough, he is a smart boy." Duke Ding smiled slightly, "Haoyue Mountain Villa is known as a fairyland on earth, if you want to go there with me, you first write two poems...or come by my side."

Poetry...Zhuge Yun had no choice at all. With the old fox Ding Guogong, he couldn't force his way into Haoyue Villa.

In the previous two lives, he had no worries, and he only ruled the world based on his own preferences, but in this life, he actually has concerns. The papery Yushi and Mrs. Li's kind face made him... unable to do anything that would implicate them .

What's more, Zeng Rou, since she promised to take her away in a fair and honest manner, then the reputation of Princess Cheng can't be damaged.

Boy, wake up, come out with two poems, hello...

The soul in the body seemed to be dreaming the sweetest dream, the corners of his mouth raised so high that Zhuge Yun almost vomited blood, hope is lost, this damn kid!

Zhuge Yun weighed it for a long while, then Xiaobu walked up to Duke Ding, with a bad face on his face: "Is this all right?"

Duke Ding got up and pressed Zhuge Yun's shoulder, "Sit down."

Handing the brush to Zhuge Yun who sat down, Duke Ding held his hand, "How about I teach you how to practice calligraphy?"

"why?"

"Yun'er, I don't have much time, and I want to try something I haven't tried before... I was too busy before, but now I'm completely free. The emperor acquiesced, so I naturally do whatever I want."

The writing brush in Zhuge Yun's hand fell heavily on the snow-white soft high-quality rice paper. The ink did not smudge on the rice paper, but Zhuge Yun's eyes fainted with deep hatred, "It's fun to play with me? You just played with me yesterday Say, you want to live, and say you don't have much time today?"

"Why don't you die now, old fox!"

Zhuge Yun threw away the brush.

Duke Ding touched his nose and sighed: "Oh, it seems that I can't rest assured too early."

Duke Ding's callused palm pressed Zhuge Yun's shoulder again, and said in a low voice, "I can't tell you the answer you want, Yun'er, the answer is not important, the key lies in the heart!"

As if he knew that Zhuge Yun's swear words would blurt out, Dingguo said: "Don't swear? What about your etiquette?"

"Meeting someone like you, no reason is good for fists!"

Zhuge Yun clasped Ding Guogong's wrist on his shoulder, "One is one, and two is two. Can you play charades with me less? It's not because of Xiaorou, you think I am willing to play with you?"

"Has everyone called Xiao Rou?"

"Leave me alone!"

Zhuge Yun's calm and domineering, as well as his madness, had no effect on Duke Ding.

The fist he punched seemed to hit a ball of cotton, no, it wasn't cotton, it was bamboo. Although he bent over because of the fist he punched, he would bounce back his strength soon.

"It's really like it, no, it doesn't look like it."

Duke Ding lowered his arms, "22 years old."

Zhuge Yun smashed the inkstone, ran out, yelled in the courtyard, and then sat on the stone bench under the tree. If possible, the ghost would be willing to get into such a troublesome body.

Even when he was dying, he lived more happily than now.

When he came to the Great Jin Dynasty, Zhuge Yun couldn't find the feeling of his previous life.

Ding Guogong slowly sat back in his chair, "The inkstone is a gift from the emperor, Yun'er, you hate it very much, but you smashed it well, I have long thought this inkstone is not pleasing to the eye."

What is he doing at 22?recuperate?Learn to lead soldiers, read the art of war?

Zeng Rou walked into Haoyue Mountain Villa, all the way Zeng Rou secretly admired it, the name is well-deserved, a fairyland on earth, a paradise, the garden occupies a small area but is extremely beautifully built, no space is wasted, it is the most beautiful from any angle .

Walking on the path, it was as if a beautiful ink painting was unfolding in front of her eyes. The most striking difference to Zeng Rou was a five- to six-meter-long corridor. The walls on both sides turned out to be real trees. Zeng Rou squeezed the leaves on the trees ,It is true?
How can it be?

The follower whispered: "Only the trees closest to the passage are real, and the original woods behind are all painted."

Oil paint?

Did the Da Jin Dynasty already have oil paint?

"Don't you know? The late Miss Anping Hou Fu knew how to paint when she was eight years old."

The corners of Zeng Rou's mouth twitched slightly, well, she forgot about the pair of mandarin ducks who were guarding in the imperial mausoleum, so it seems that Shang Wanxu was not only reborn, but might also have modern advanced knowledge reserves, plus the knowledge of Dajin She is not very easy to deal with the major events of the dynasty.

However, Zeng Rou happened to have four lives in this life, she was a winner in every life, and only those who were tragically killed would be reborn...

"This illusion called the eye illusion was designed with the help of Ms. Shang who passed away early."

"Ah."

Zeng Rou withdrew her amazed gaze, and left the corridor. No matter how powerful she was, Shang Wan was already dead, and the one alive was A Wan, a concubine who had no family, no friends, and no identity.

"Where is Duke Ding?"

Zeng Rou's sense of direction is excellent, and the attendants who lead the way don't seem to be here to lead the way, "I want to meet Duke Ding as soon as possible."

She could only make a request tactfully. No matter how beautiful and beautiful this Haoyue Villa is, it does not belong to her. If she did not find out about Duke Ding's plan earlier, Zeng Rou always felt a little uneasy.

"His Royal Highness, please."

In the end, the attendants led Zeng Rou to the highest point of Haoyue Villa. Zeng Rou, who was used to the gorgeous garden scenery along the way, thought that the back mountain of Haoyue Villa would also be beautiful, when she saw a thatched cottage...

Zeng Rou couldn't help but rubbed her eyes, looked at the thatched hut, then looked down at the panorama of Haoyue Villa, and sighed: "Duke Ding is very understandable."

If you have a beautiful garden, do you have to live in a thatched cottage?Is Ding Guogong using non-violent non-cooperation to resist the emperor's favor?
Except for the exquisite Haoyue Villa, no one in the Jin Dynasty had the ability to build Haoyue Villa, even if that person was Ding Guogong.

The entourage pushed open the wooden door of the thatched cottage, and a faint scent of vanilla came over the surface. Zeng Rou looked in through the open door. Although the thatched cottage was simple, it was neatly tidied up, well lit, and faintly revealed a rustic style. .

"Zeng Rou pays homage to Duke Ding."

Zeng Rou respectfully supported her body, she did not use the name of Princess Cheng, the only person who came to visit Duke Ding was Zeng Rou.

Kneeling on the soft mat in the middle of the thatched cottage, Duke Ding said indifferently, "You don't need to be too polite. In the thatched cottage, there is no Duke Ding, only Liu Fei."

Zeng Rou took a look at Zhuge Yun, who had obviously been acupunctured beside Duke Ding, and cast a contemptuous glance at him, "Hey, my General, His Majesty Showa, why was he restrained by a blind Duke Ding?" up?

Zhuge Yun and Zeng Rou are connected at certain times, he can understand Zeng Rou's teasing, Zhuge Yun's handsome face is as red as a piece of red cloth, his nose is breathing hot air, damn it... Duke Dingguo sealed the acupoint His technique was superior to his, and he couldn't get away without internal force, and there was still a soul in his body, Zhuge Yun was so aggrieved that he almost vomited blood.

In this life, is he getting weaker, or Duke Ding is too strong?

"Sit down and talk."

"Thank you for sitting down."

Zeng Rou sat beside Duke Ding, and in front of her were tea-making utensils. Tea leaves were sealed in a rustic pot. Sensing that Duke Ding wanted her to do it, Zeng Rou said, "Wait a minute."

Lit the small stove to boil hot spring water, then Zeng Rou put the tea leaves into the teacup, and when the water boiled, poured the hot water into the teacup, covered the lid of the teacup, and handed the tray to Duke Ding, "Please use .”

The corner of Ding Guogong's mouth twitched, "Is it faster?"

"I can only make tea, but I don't understand tea ceremony."

"..."

Duke Ding reached out and touched for a long time before he found the tea pot. He opened it like a treasure, smelled it, and said, "My Mao Jianer, what a pity."

"I don't like strong tea."

Zeng Rou blew on the hot tea, and after taking a sip, the fragrance remained on her teeth and cheeks, "Not bad."

"Of course it's not bad. The Great Jin Dynasty only pays a jin of tribute to the emperor every year. I can get three taels. You used one tael for this cup of tea... and the way to make tea is to waste the tea leaves!"

"I don't want to do it, don't you mean it?"

Duke Ding was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No wonder you can restrain Zhuge Yun."

"You flatter me."

"Zeng Rou, let me ask you, what are you going to do? Continue to have an affair with him?"

"I would like to ask you a question, what position do you use to ask me this question? Is it Ding Guogong in the court? Or Zhuge Yun's elder? Or is it a friend who has treated him badly and is eager to make up for him?"

Duke Ding took a sip of his tea, but still felt that it was a pity that his good tea was a pity, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the difference?"

"The answer is different."

"What's the difference?"

Zeng Rou replied with a smile, "Why should I tell you the difference? You have the right to ask me, and I naturally have the right to remain silent. You and I have no affiliation, are not friends, and are not old friends. ...Do I need to tell you my answer?"

"If you can answer me a question, in fairness, I will answer yours."

Zeng Rou also raised her eyebrows, her burning eyes fell on Duke Ding's face, and she asked with a light smile, "Do you dare?"

Duke Ding picked up a Buddhist bead from his cuff and bounced it directly to Zhuge Yun's body, unlocking his acupoints. Zhuge Yun was still kneeling beside him. He didn't hear Zhuge Yun's footsteps. Duke Ding asked: " The acupoints are not unlocked?"

"What kind of face do you want me to see Xiaorou? Liu Fei... No matter who you are, I will never forgive you for sealing my acupuncture points today!"

Zhuge Yun stood up and said loudly: "Don't think that if you give Haoyue Villa to Xiaorou and arrange for Xiaorou to become a monk and marry me, I will be grateful to you. The future of me and Xiaorou does not need your intervention!"

Gently supported Zeng Rou, Zhuge Yun helped Zeng Rou to open the door of the thatched cottage, and walked away, the echo echoing in the mountains echoed into the thatched cottage, "I don't care who you are?"

The confidence on Liu Fei's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and a sense of loss filled his brows. Zhuge Yun actually knew what he was thinking?Liu Fei was both happy and sad... Who does his temperament look like?
Zhuge Yun said to Zeng Juju who was beside him: "Don't pay attention to that old fox! I think he has been suppressed by the emperor for too long. According to your words, he is a bit perverted. Do you think everyone will follow his tricks?"

"I think he really wants to help."

"Xiaorou wants him to help?"

"Do not want to."

Zhuge Yun kissed Zeng Rou's cheek.

"Because asking Ding Guogong to help will cause more troubles, and those troubles are exactly what I don't want to bother to solve."

"..."

Disappointment flashed across Zhuge Yun's eyes, and after a while he laughed loudly and said: "Sure enough, it's Xiaorou, so you can see whether he and the emperor are in love, or are they confidantes?"

"He gave Shang Wan a human skin mask, which can change a person's appearance so vividly. Ding Guogong is a genius, and he is not clear from the emperor. However, no matter whether they are friends or friends, This has nothing to do with you, Zhuge Yun. Although Duke Dingguo is as smart as a spirit fox and has great skills, he has a lot of troubles. If your identity is made public, you will only have a dead end. Today, His Majesty is willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of the country. Holy Lord!"

Zeng Rou frowned, "I'm actually worried about Prince Cheng who is in the imperial tomb. Awan has been there for more than ten days, but there has been no movement from the imperial tomb. They will never get tired of being together all day long. The fateful mandarin duck will not give up easily."

(End of this chapter)