First wife's original manuscript

Chapter 140

The scenery of Haoyue Villa is good, Zuo Dingguo will not beat them out, Zeng Rou is supported by Zhuge Yun to walk around in Haoyue Villa, admiring the garden architectural style of Haoyue Villa.

Just now, Zeng Rou was just looking at the flowers on horseback. After wandering around in the villa, Zeng Rou realized that Haoyue Villa is indeed a fairyland on earth.

Zhuge Yun asked with a smile: "Regret? How about we go back and find Duke Ding?"

"Didn't you just say you didn't forgive him?"

Zeng Rou squinted at the people around her, "Could it be that you still want to be restrained by Duke Ding?"

Zhuge Yun helped Zeng Rou to stand at a spring, and there was the sound of rushing water not far away. Zhuge Yun felt a sense of loss, and felt drops of water on his face. When he wiped off his face, he saw Zeng Rou squatting. With his body bouncing water droplets on his face, "Naughty."

"Come on, squat down."

Zeng Rou took out a silk handkerchief and threw herself into the ground of the spring, took off her shoes and socks, put her feet in the spring water, and turned her head to invite Zhuge Yun: "The spring water is warm and very comfortable."

If you refuse, then it is not Zhuge Yun.

He sat down next to Zeng Rou, and also took off his shoes and socks. The skin of his feet was fair and delicate, which was much different from the feet in Zhuge Yun's memory. He chased Zeng Rou's little feet, or stepped on them, or pressed them, Or close together, Zhuge Yun and Zeng Rou had a great time playing.

Zeng Rou pointed to the waterfall, "Is it beautiful?"

Zhuge Yun nodded, and there was a rainbow of colors on the waterfall. There is really no part of the garden here that is not exquisite, and the beauty is not much worse than that of a fairyland.

His shoulders sank, he looked over and saw Zeng Rou leaning over, the corners of Zhuge Yun's mouth curled up, and he reached out to wrap her arms around her waist.

"If it was you in the past, you wouldn't say the words to ask me to go to Duke Ding."

"What would I say?"

Zeng Rou's eyes were filled with a gentle smile. Facing Zhuge Yun, he looked into his dark pupils, and the corners of his mouth raised proudly, "Do you like it? I'll take it for you... No, you will definitely say that I will To build you a more beautiful garden, Haoyue Villa is not worthy of you!"

"..."

Zhuge Yun didn't expect Zeng Rou to say these words, so he thought about it, "That's right, you're right!"

The general snatched Haoyue Villa, Emperor Zhaohe could build a villa more exquisite than Haoyue Villa for his favorite empress, but he... what does he have now?With an obscure identity, in the peaceful and prosperous age, he couldn't be as domineering and arrogant as before.

"Madman, you are too depressed, and you think too highly of Duke Ding and the others."

Zeng Rou approached Zhuge Yun and kissed his lips lightly, Zhuge Yun made Zeng Rou feel distressed:

"Your Majesty is the Holy Master. Duke Dingguo is as wise as a fox. However, you and I are not good people. Duke Dingguo wants us to rely on him. Why should we listen to him? Regardless of your status, he is not qualified to say compensation at this time. you!"

"I don't need compensation."

Zhuge Yun felt the fluctuation of the original owner's soul, and smiled happily: "Really, neither he nor I need compensation."

That kid has always respected and loved his parents, and lived a leisurely and rich life. Whatever he does, the paper censor and Mrs. Li will unreservedly support him and love him...Compared to the group of princes who grew up in the palace, Zhuge Yun grew up I have been living happily ever since.

"Although it is a prosperous age and there is no war, how can my general not be in charge?"

Zeng Rou gently stroked his face, "Even if there is no war, you can still command troops. As long as you have soldiers in your hands, even if there is no war, you are still a general..."

Zhuge Yun laughed indulgently, and his hearty laughter seemed to be able to cut off the waterfall that was flying down. He was once confused and did not know what he was doing wrong. His motivation.

"Xiaorou, I...you are indeed the woman God gave me."

He was trapped and confused by this life, the experience of this life was something he had never experienced before, and he didn't know what to do with Zhuge Yun... Zeng Rou helped him tear off the curtain in front of him.

"Zhuge Yun, since we have embarked on this path, besides fighting, we should remember to enjoy life, be it revenge, abuse, or leave some legacy for the era we live in...these are just Let's live better."

The purpose of reincarnation is not revenge, the original owner has already gone, although Zeng Rou has the intention of upholding justice for them, but this desire can't suppress how to live a comfortable life.

Zeng Rou's words are full of positive energy.

"It's good to have you!" Zhuge Yun hugged Zeng Rou tightly, "Xiaorou, how can you be so smart?"

"Looking forward, I always remember the past gains and losses, grievances, thinking about who bullied me, and complaining about the unfairness of fate... How can a person full of negative energy live well?"

Zeng Rou sighed, "The most important thing in a person is self-awareness. It is easier to correct your mentality by introspection than by hating others."

Shang Wan and Prince Cheng didn't understand what self-awakening was.

There is no one in this world whose life is more miserable than Zeng Rou's. She has been reincarnated in a desperate situation, if she can't think about it, she will have become a resentful soul long ago.

"It's endless fun to compete with others, and it's endless fun to compete with heaven."

Zeng Rou pressed Zhuge Yun's shoulders and stood up, slightly raised her chin, "It's nothing but a hero to win in a competition with others, but to defeat God, that's against the sky! Which one is more exciting? Didn't God want to see me do it? I Will it make him happy?"

Would Zeng Rou be afraid of the curse of those mistresses?

When they were alive, they couldn't beat Zeng Rou, and curses were useless!
Now Zeng Rou is looking forward to the beginning of the next life.

If God can't design a hopeless situation, then her reincarnation should be over.

After Zhuge Yun and Zeng Rou left, Duke Ding came over from the dense forest where he was, and listened to the sound of the waterfall with his head tilted. There was a helpless wry smile on his lips. The two of them were too cunning to deliberately The place where there is a waterfall speaks, and the voice is sometimes low and sometimes high-pitched.

Duke Dingguo listened intermittently, and he himself didn't dare to get too close, so what he heard was what Zeng Ruo Zhuge Yun wanted him to hear, and he couldn't hear what Zhuge Yun didn't want him to hear.

There is often a rainbow above the waterfall spring. Duke Ding often sits here when his eyes are good. The emperor said that he is like a fairy who has attained the Tao under the rainbow. What will Rouhui be like?

I really want to see it.

Duke Ding brushed his hands over his eyes covered in darkness. If he could see it with his own eyes, how beautiful would it be?

A woman who dares to speak against the sky is better than him.

Defying the sky... Isn't he just defying the sky?
It's a pity that it fell short in the end, and it still failed. If Zeng Rou can go against the sky, what's the problem if he recognizes Zeng Rou?

"Yun'er, I will watch you."

Duke Ding sighed softly, turned and left Haoyue Villa.

The villa was sealed up again, Ding Guogong believed that Zeng Rou would be the next owner of the villa!

After Zeng Ruo left Zhuge Yun, she went straight back to Prince Cheng's mansion. She didn't need to tell Zhuge Yun how to control the military power. Zhuge Yun would be trapped by the family affection he didn't understand for a while, but he wouldn't lose his IQ just because of it.

She wanted to meet the censor and Mrs. Li, how did they care for Zhuge Yun?Let Zhuge Yun's head become a paste?
Duke Ding has seen it before, but... Zeng Rou has a smirk in his eyes. Duke Ding cares about Zhuge Yun, so he will die of troubles caused by Zhuge Yun.

At the same time, Zhuge Yun clenched his fists in his study, and said with a playful smile, "Aren't you eager to make up? Aren't you guilty? I'll give you this chance!"

"Yun'er."

"what."

Zhuge Yun still couldn't criticize the censor for making paper, got up and let him into the study, glanced at the paper in his hand, "Father, don't show me calligraphy and painting for appreciation in the future."

Zhifu Yushi was overjoyed because of the father's voice, "Yun'er, have you forgiven me as a father?"

Holding his son's wrist, the censor said with emotion: "When Yun'er was bullied by Prince Rui, I wanted to beat Prince Rui... But, I am a servant of the emperor, and my mouth is clumsy, so I can't grasp the truth. I can only watch Princess Cheng and Duke Ding come forward to save you... I am not feeling well."

Therefore, he treats his son carefully and always pleases him.

For some reason, the corners of Zhuge Yun's eyes were a little sour, which made it easier for his father to say, "Father, I have decided to give up my pen and join the army."

"..."

The paper-pasted censor was stunned by these words, because there were no battles to fight, and most of the generals in the court were just decorations.

Nowadays, the civil official group obviously overwhelms the military generals. Zhuge Yun has the reputation of a talented man. Has great influence.

"Abandoning the pen and joining the army doesn't mean abandoning your dignity and joining the army? I'm not trying to stop Yun'er, you'd better think about it clearly."

"Father, I have figured it out a long time ago, I don't want to be crushed in the water by Prince Rui again,"

Zhuge Yun would not say that the scholar misunderstood the country, and Zhuge Yun would not say that the civil official group suppressed the military. As long as the generals point their soldiers and horses at the civilian officials, the civil official group will be wiped out in an instant.

Brushes can kill, but brushes are never as sharp as knives, and they kill people directly.

Seeing Zhuge Yun's resolute attitude, the paper censor sighed helplessly, "It's up to you, but is it too late for you to practice martial arts now?"

"As long as you have a famous teacher, it's not too late."

Therefore, Zhuge Yun knelt in front of Dingguogong's mansion, insisting on worshiping Dingguogong as his teacher and inheriting Dingguogong's art of war.

Zhuge Yun made such a big commotion, the emperor couldn't pretend he didn't know, and called Ding Guogong to the palace. I don't know what the two discussed... As a result, the emperor rushed to the harem to enjoy the beauty's service, and Dingguo The Duke returned to the mansion with a dark face, walked up to Zhuge Yun, and asked in a low voice: "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Abandon the pen and join the army, the true colors of a man."

Zhuge Yun looked up at Duke Ding, "If you refuse to accept me, I will ask the emperor."

"I beg the emperor to let me accept you as a disciple?"

"No, I beg the emperor to accept me."

Zhuge Yun smiled lightly, "Duke Ding and I can't be masters and apprentices, but we can be brothers. Didn't you say that the emperor is your teacher?"

Duke Dingguo was very self-cultivated, neither happy nor angry, he asked with a smile: "Are you sure that the emperor will accept you?"

"Isn't it because of you, please help me."

"What a thick skin."

"I am over-flattered."

Zhuge Yunpi smiled but didn't laugh.

Duke Ding held Zhuge Yun's shoulders, tore off the black cloth on his face, and stared at Zhuge Yun with Wuliang eyes, "Isn't it good to enjoy wealth and honor? Do you have to take this most difficult road? Yun'er, I Believe it or not, you don't understand what you mean by taking this path."

"I will always live under the suspicious eyes of the emperor, and if something goes wrong, I will never recover."

Zhuge Yun held the wrist on his shoulder with his backhand, and said solemnly; "This is my life, you have no right to decide how my life should go, wealth and honor for the rest of my life is not what I want, you will never let me lose Give it to the woman you like."

"Touch the national weapon, and you will die."

"I know."

Ding Guogong lost his usual calmness and said violently: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...he...."

He can tolerate Ding Guogong, but not necessarily Zhuge Yun. No one knows the emperor's imperial mind better than Ding Guogong.

Duke Ding said slowly: "Yun'er, don't make me regret the choice I made back then, okay?"

Duke Ding could give Zhuge Yun everything, he could even make Zeng Rou reconcile with Prince Cheng, but he couldn't just watch Zhuge Yun walk on a thorny road.

Holding military power sounds nice, but how difficult is it?

"Shangshu Wufan, the last test is a good death." Zhuge Yun raised his eyebrows high, "You don't believe that I will have a good death?"

The sun was scorching hot, Duke Ding always had a cold body, and now there was no cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, his own good death was in the hands of the emperor, what about Yun'er's good death?
If one day Yun'er's identity is revealed to the world, will the next emperor spare Yun'er?

What will the world think of him?
Orbs can never be hidden in the rubble.

"You come in with me."

Duke Ding turned around and entered the mansion. With him watching, Zhuge Yun's road ahead would be smoother, and he could only help here.

Zhuge Yun, the Duke of Wen, wrote to the emperor to give up the title of Duke of Wen, and formally studied under Duke Ding to learn the art of war. The emperor thought for a long time, and slowly spit out two words: "Zunzuo."

The scenery of the imperial mausoleum is as bleak as ever, and Prince Cheng's life is much more exciting because of the richness of Awan.

Awan is not only good at medicine, she is also a clever woman who is good at making rare delicacies.

With ordinary and simple ingredients, Ah Wan can always make dishes that whet Prince Cheng's appetite.

Although she lost her identity, before she left Anpinghou's mansion, Mrs. Anpinghou gave Awan tens of thousands of taels of silver notes, and she could buy a lot of ingredients without Prince Cheng's money.

Of course, this stack of banknotes is Shang Wan's entire property.

Although the imperial mausoleum is quiet and remote, there is a small town thirty miles away from the imperial mausoleum. Although there are not many things sold, Ah Wan can find the ingredients he needs from it.

The dishes cooked by her carefully can often win the smile of Prince Cheng.

"I didn't expect you to have such a skill."

"I just want to make food for the people I like."

Awan opened the homemade oven, and took out the scones from inside, with minced meat sprinkled on top, etc. It smelled very sweet, and she looked at Prince Cheng with a smile: "This scone is all ours." What do you think of supper?"

Prince Cheng nodded.

Ah Wan puts all her heart and soul on Prince Cheng, sleeping with him at night, taking care of Prince Cheng's three meals normally, and paying attention to encouraging Prince Cheng during the day, and walking around the imperial mausoleum with Prince Cheng, although Prince Cheng is getting better and better towards A Wan , but she didn't want to stay in the imperial mausoleum any longer.

An ordinary life like water is really not suitable for her.

She wants to go back to Beijing with Prince Cheng, and to accompany Prince Cheng to ascend to the highest position. She wants to prove to Zeng Rou how much Prince Cheng loves her, and even more wants to be a concubine favored by the powerful emperor!
Cooking meals all day will only drain her energy.

Occasionally cooking a meal for Prince Cheng is fun, but if she cooks for a lifetime, Awan's hands will become extremely rough, and her beautiful face will always be hidden under this mediocre mask.

It had been raining for several days, the road was muddy, and the downpour made it impossible for her to go out.

There was a servant's apology from next door, and Ah Wan knew that there must be another news from the capital that disappointed Prince Cheng.

It has been more than a month, and the spies that Prince Cheng has placed in the capital have not heard any satisfactory news. The emperor seems to have forgotten about Prince Cheng who guards the imperial tomb. Without the emperor's order, Prince Cheng cannot leave the imperial tomb at all.

If Prince Cheng begged again and again and went back in despair, he would have no hope of inheriting the throne.

Both Ah Wan and Prince Cheng were thinking about a question, how to bring the history of the previous life back to the normal track.

"Miss Awan, the prince is calling you."

Whenever Prince Cheng is depressed, Awan will wrap her delicate body around him, let him play with it casually, and let him gallop on her body. She is completely regarded by Prince Cheng as an inflatable doll to vent.

"I see."

Ah Wan also has self-esteem and pride, who wants to be treated as a sex toy?But if she doesn't obey Prince Cheng, she will have nothing.

She could only remind herself over and over again that the current suffering is for the future, and when Prince Cheng only has her in his heart, she will be able to enjoy the blessings, and she can no longer care about Princess Zengrou!
She can be favored by Prince Cheng, which proves that Prince Cheng is sexually interested in her. Zeng Rou wants to serve her bed. Will Prince Cheng want Zeng Rou?
Thinking of this, Ah Wan's mood improved a lot, holding up her umbrella, she walked into Prince Cheng's room with some wine and snacks.

Prince Cheng sat behind the table frustrated and depressed, with a few letter papers scattered on the floor, Awan placed snacks and fine wine in front of Prince Cheng, and said softly, "My lord, please use."

"The concubine also failed."

Prince Cheng stretched out his hand to grab Awan, and put his palm into her clothes, walking roughly, Awan babbled and twisted her delicate body, looking at the rain curtain outside, the dark cloud covering their heads When can we leave?

She persuaded Prince Cheng to put the overall situation first, and wrote a letter to Concubine Shu, asking Concubine Shu to help her turn around...Prince Cheng was unwilling to ask Concubine Shu, but in order to return to Beijing, he wrote a letter. Unfortunately, the news today is... ...Concubine Shu replied to tell Prince Cheng not to worry...

"This king has long known that he shouldn't beg her! It's just another shame in front of her!"

When is it going to rain?
A Wan was thinking in a daze, when suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, she screamed as if being hit by the thunder: "My lord, I have thought of it, I have thought of a way for us to return to Beijing in a good way."

"Ok?"

Prince Cheng felt that Awan's lower body tightened suddenly, so he couldn't help but let out, panting, "What method?"

Ignoring the redness, swelling and pain of her lower body, Awan turned to face Prince Cheng, and pointed to the rainstorm outside, "The emperor's mausoleum is also the ancestral mausoleum of the Great Jin Dynasty, where your ancestors, the founding emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty, and Later emperors."

"The emperor's mausoleum is backed by mountains and fronted by water. It is a geomantic treasure in the world."

Prince Cheng's eyes lit up, he stroked Awan's breast, and said in a low voice, "Jade River water?"

Awan saved Prince Cheng's neck, "My lord thought about it too, do you still remember Yuhe water?"

"It's just that the Yuhe River was guarded back then, and the Yuhe River Government Office made great contributions to it. I remember that my father named Yuhe Daotai as the governor of the world's rivers. He was responsible for river repairs. He did a lot of good things. After his death, the riverside Every family enshrines his Longevity Temple. He is the governor of the river, and the flood in Dajin has been reduced by two-thirds."

Prince Cheng murmured about the achievements of Yuhe Daotai's water control. The emperor just asked him to guard the imperial mausoleum. Pay attention to Prince Cheng.

"He understands that we all understand that as long as the prince can return to Beijing, he will treat the people of the world badly? Are the prince and I worse than him in preventing floods and regulating rivers?"

"My lord, the power of the sky is at this moment. If you miss the opportunity, if you wait any longer, I'm afraid you will be left behind by the emperor."

Prince Cheng slowly closed his eyes, somehow thinking of Zeng Rou again.

"My lord..."

"Let me think about it carefully."

Awan quietly pressed against Prince Cheng's chest, lowered her eyelids, "No matter what you do, I can't do without you, I just don't want to see the prince fall down like this, make Concubine Shu and Concubine proud, let your brothers mock you, I can't bear to see you...one day you will worship the new king!"

(End of this chapter)