Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince Chapter 106: Red Sleeve Sommelier

Liu Yuhuai Cinnamomum camphora grows scattered along the stream. Because it has just rained heavily in the past few days, the traces of the flood are very obvious. Some old trees are exposed next to the roots of the river, and they are falling into the dry river. Scattered with some dead tree trunks.

Under a weeping willow, an oblique piece of bluestone, under the stone, merges into a turbulent and clear river, which is about one person deep and four feet square. On the left side of the hillside is the barracks built by the five hundred soldiers of Zuoshaoying. Under the mountain road is Gaolaozhuang. From here you can overlook the whole village and see the courtyards and pavilions in your home.

Entering mid-June, the weather is hot, and the rural environment is quiet and elegant, but the noise is endless day and night, making it difficult to sleep. At this time, a fragrant concubine bamboo couch was set on the edge of the river, and Yang Ling was lying on the bamboo couch like a grandfather. The dappled sunlight shone on him, making people sleepy.

His hands and feet are wrapped in white cloth. As soon as he wants a fishing rod to stand in front of him, the fish floats gently on the water. The fish has taken off the hook early, but no one wants to change it. Put on the bait.

It has been ten days since I came back from the capital. Yang Ling's **** hands and feet were squeezed by sticks and fingers. Under the meticulous service of the goddess doctor Gao Wenxin, the hands and feet are getting better and better, but Han Youniang and Yu Tangchun dare not care. Seeing the tender meat on his wrists and ankles was born, he was afraid that the skin would be worn out, but he was still tied with a thick cloth so that he would grow up.

The Xiangfei bamboo couch under her body is a gift from Yan Song. The Yan family is considered a small landlord in the locality. When they enter the capital, they won’t be able to make a name. Since they can’t give a big gift, they simply send some timely elegant things. It fits Yang Ling's mind.

Yang Ling has always wondered why the soil retrieved by the imperial mausoleum has no flaws. When Yan Song visited, he also tried to test it. Yan Song always thought that Cheng Guogong and Wang Shouren were the ones who were ordered to cheat. Maybe Yang Ling also knows the truth, but the people dare not take credit for it, let alone tell the truth.

However, he thought he had peeked through the secrets, and his heart was hard to grasp. I was afraid that others did not know that he was also helpful, so he could not help revealing some news in his words. Yang Ling heard that it was Gong Guo, Wang Shouren and Yan Song joined forces to help him tide over the difficulties, and the gratitude in his heart is naturally beyond words.

In the past few days, Jin Yiwei Qian Ning, Yu Yong, Shenjiying Sanguanzuo, Inner Palace Yamen Liu Jin, Ma Yongcheng and other people who have friendships and relationships have come to visit in person, and those who can’t walk away also ask others. Send a generous gift.

These people made more money. Yang Ling was beaten, and went to Caishikou to perform a show of upright officials. The reputation of loyalty was passed down to the people, and they also made a lot of money. Dai Yi, Li Duo, and Ni Qian are incomparable. Not only are they inferior, but they also have to buy gifts and come to visit Yang Ling. In this case, they also know that 90% of deaths are avoided by Yang Ling. It was thankful, but they both tacitly agreed.

Yang Ling used to serve as a maid at the East Palace and was under the jurisdiction of James Mansion. The people also sent someone to greet him courteously. Yang Ling is now the former favorite of the emperor, and his moxibustion hands are so hot. Zhan Shifu didn't dare to neglect, and even sent a Hanlin scholar to offer condolences.

Yang Ling is the youngest scholar in the Xuan Mansion. He gained fame at the age of sixteen. The one sent by Zhan Shifu is even more unambiguous. The Zhengde emperor’s bachelor’s name is Yang Tinghe. At the age of twelve, he was a child prodigy full of Bashu. He was specifically approved by the school to skip children and talents and directly admitted to enumerate man. Jinshi at the age of nineteen, entered the Hanlin at the age of two straight eight. It was glorious, and Yang Ling's academic qualifications were compared with others, but the brilliance of rice grains competed with the sun and the moon.

Fortunately, this fifty-year-old Yang Xueshi is very easy-going, and he never talks because he is full of poems and books, and he is full of sour and rotten air. The two talked, Yang Ling talked to the waiter College students have a good impression.

Yang Tinghe was originally only due to the emperor's face, so he was sent by James' Mansion to visit him. He also disagrees with the emperor's darling, who is a talented talent and rises like a rocket.

After talking about it, Yang Tinghe found that although the talent’s speech was messy, he did not have a systematic view on various matters, but every time he uttered a strange word, he must say something, or can tell how powerful it is. If you can cite The solution, although some ideas are too radical and may not be suitable for the court to adopt, but this superhuman insight is that many Su Confucians who have studied poetry can not think of it. Sometimes a careless sentence is actually When it made sense, Yang Tinghe couldn't help but look at him with admiration, and immediately stopped being negligent.

Fortunately, Yang Ling didn't know the name of this family's pardon. When talking with him, he wanted to start and speak boldly. Although his knowledge is inferior to Yang Tinghe, but occasionally a casual sentence, it may be that later generations of insightful people summarize the remaining conclusions after viewing history. He said it at this time. In the eyes of Yang Tinghe, he naturally felt that this person was quite visionary and insightful. Extraordinary.

It’s like a urchin and a martial arts master, a urchin inadvertently said a word, a move, what the most sense of happiness is contained in it, although he himself is at a loss, but in the eyes of experts, it is a big deal. Inspired.

The unsystematic and scattered views and insights mentioned by Yang Ling, Yang Tinghe dare not think that these thought-provoking and unheard things Yang Ling themselves don’t even know it, and others are not willing to talk about it.

But his knowledge is so profound, only need to be inspired by this, combined with his knowledge and experience, naturally evolve into the real measures that can be applied to the government, this Yang Tinghe dare not regard him as an unlearned generation. He also said that this person was deeply hidden and could not help but respect him.

Young scholars are not afraid of talents. After returning, they mentioned Yang Ling and received a lot of praise. Yang Tinghe is a very prestigious talent in the Hanlin Academy. With his compliment, coupled with the lifeless praise of the newly promoted Hanlin Yan Song, he was originally dissatisfied with Yang Ling for leapfrogging and promotion, than they have been studying for many years and staying in the Hanlin Academy. The Hanlins didn't dare to be too arrogant. Originally, they often publicly rebuked Yang Ling for being a talented person, so there was much less embarrassment immediately. This benefit was unexpected for Yang Ling.

Li Duo Dai Yi and others actually rushed back to Tailing after seeing Yang Ling the next day. It's not that their injuries are faster than Yang Ling, but now they are eager to be beaten by Hong Zhong a little bit harder. If they were carried back to Tai Ling to supervise workers, they would show their loyalty to the court.

Yang Ling also learned a good behaved this time. I didn’t dare to neglect official business anymore and wanted to rush back to Tailing, but Dai Yi thought he was "rest assured" that the young master Wang San who falsely accused him was "rest assured". He slapped his chest and showed his loyalty, saying, "You can rest assured when I do business. "The ground looks like.

But he smiled slyly, Yang Ling didn't want to forge indissoluble feuds with Wang Qiong. Seeing his appearance, he was even more worried. At this moment, the present Zhengde Emperor’s decree came, Zhengde Emperor’s decree, first sent back the cliff Jinsong picture that Hongzhi Emperor gave to Yang Ling.

It is estimated that Zhengde also knows how to outperform him in the painting level of Emperor Xian, so he did not dare to smear, fill in the first words and add poems in the painting, but he stamped a big seal. Can't be better than calligraphy and painting, so it would be better than someone's print. The square seal of Zhengde is about the size of Yuxi. It's a good landscape painting, with a big square seal on top, so it's so nondescript.

Zhengde ordered Han Youniang to be the third-class imperial wife, and asked Yang Ling to take good care of her injuries and wait for the arrangements at home. Yang Ling didn't really want to repair the grave, so it made sense to stay at home and enjoy.

We have been busy for a few days. Today it stopped, Yang Ling asked people to move the bamboo couch, and Youniang went to this mountain stream to enjoy the cool and fish. Seeing that husband was tired, Han Youniang gently pulled out the soft and gentle hand from his hand, pulled a side of the silky thin ribs to place husband on his waist, and then walked away quietly on tiptoes.

When she moved, the slightly tired Yang Ling woke up. Yang Ling narrowed his eyes and quietly opened a slit to look at Youniang. I saw Youniang crept away a little bit before regaining her shape. She stood under a tree and turned around twice, looked up, and then sneakily turned her head and glanced at Yang Ling.

Yang Ling became curious and didn't know what Han Youniang was going to do. When she saw her turned her head, she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. Han Youniang saw that Yang Ling was asleep, and looked around for a few more times, then quickly pulled up the skirt and tucked it around his waist, rolled up two sleeves, and spit in his palms, climbing the trunk with both hands, alternately climbing. As swift as a monkey, the pretty buttocks swayed from left to right, scrawling up the tall tree trunk.

Yang Ling was taken aback. I was afraid that Han Youniang would fall down, but I couldn’t help but be amazed when I saw her so skillful. Standing on the trunk, Han Youniang looked very happy, as if I hadn’t played this for a long time. Game like ground.

This is an old peach tree some years old. The branches underneath have been cut off by the woodcutter, leaving only some sharp branches. The lush foliage of the canopy hides many green peaches the size of a walnut.

Han Youniang tiptoed and picked it off, took out a handkerchief from her arms and wrapped it, and then climbed down the tree in her arms, ran to the river and took the green peach out and washed it in the water. I took a bite with a snap, no matter whether the peach was sour or not, I had a great taste in eating it.

Yang Ling stood up quietly and walked over slowly. With a thick cloth strap wrapped around his ankle, he was not so flexible, and he accidentally stepped on a stone. With a crash, Han Youniang was shocked when she just stood up from the river. She jumped and stepped into the river.

When she pulled her feet out in a hurry, she turned her head and saw husband standing beside her with a smile, she couldn't help standing there awkwardly, shrank her head like a child waiting to be trained, with a clear corner in her small mouth. Astringent aroma of peaches.

Yang Ling saw the Han Youniang skirt tied to the belt, an embroidered shoe dripping with water, six or seven small green peaches in a handkerchief in his left hand, and a half-eaten peach in his right hand, with a black and handsome face blushing, There are still two fine beads of sweat hanging on the tip of the pretty nose, just standing there stupidly, can't help but grin, and say: "My third-grade madam, what is wrong?"

Han Youniang has always been gentle and virtuous, Yang Ling has almost forgotten her age. Seeing her now, it saves that she is a child who has been accustomed to being wild in the mountains since she was a child. After all, she is only sixteen years old. At the age of playfulness and madness, she has already taken care of her husband, pretending to be a wife, and fortunately she can bear it for so long.

Seeing Han Youniang standing there quietly, with a rare silly expression, Yang Ling smiled and pulled the skirt down for her, brushed the hair beside her cheeks, and said softly: "I like to eat green fruits. Just go back and ask your family to buy it. This kind of Ye Lizi has a bit of astringency and is not delicious."

Han Youniang is naughty by nature, and I don’t know how long it has been since I married this talented master. Today, I went back to the familiar forest and climbed the tree to pick the fruit. As a married woman, she is also a madam, so disregarding her image, she is really worried that Yang Ling will blame her. But when Yang Ling was full of spoiling face, Han Youniang's heart was relieved. She quickly swallowed the peach in her mouth, threw away the half-eaten peach in her hand, and coyly grabbed the corner of her clothes and said embarrassedly: "husband, people ...I'm...I'm sorry..."

Yang Ling smiled, disapprovingly said: "Isn’t it just climbing a tree? I just climbed, our family doesn’t have those messy rules", he took Youniang’s shoulders and walked to the bamboo couch, and said as he walked: "You Don't think so much, these days at home, I only see you meditating and practicing Qi, but you haven't touched that stick kung fu for a long time. Youniang, martial arts can strengthen the body, it is not a low behavior, what happened to the lady? I care too much about other people’s opinions. Don’t forget, the city is now saying that husband is the descendant of Yang Family generals. Of course, Yang Family’s female martial arts are high-strength. Hehe, I will ask soldiers to open a plot in Houyuan. You still have to practice martial arts every day, and husband will also learn from you."

He sat on the bamboo couch and pulled away, Han Youniang fell on his lap, Han Youniang struggled coyly, and smiled shyly. Yang Ling embraced Youniang's slender waist, struck her soft **** dishonestly with big hands, and pressed her ears and said, "Youniang, I have grown up a lot here."

Han Youniang has just passed the age of sixteen, and the body is still growing, and the **** have gradually become full. The small **** that are ready to be released appear bulging under the close-fitting clothes, and they are covered in this mountain during the day. husband touched so boldly, Han Youniang's face was hot with shame, she grabbed Yang Ling's hand and said in shame: "husband, no, this is outside."

Yang Ling smiled, couldn't bear to see her embarrassed, and lowered her hand. As soon as she touched the dripping green peach, Yang Ling suddenly flashed in her heart, and said in surprise, "Youniang, are you pregnant? Why... …How do you like to eat sour peaches?"

Speaking of his hand, he couldn't help touching Youniang's flat abdomen, Han Youniang shyly pushed his hand away: "No, no, people have loved eating green peaches since childhood", and she turned her face away. Here comes, timidly said: "husband, Youniang is not too disappointing?"

Yang Ling laughed and said: "Why, we continue to work hard, there will always be something, besides, if there is no birth, it may not be your business."

"Huh?" Han Youniang was surprised, isn't a woman just a child? If Akira is not a woman's fault, who can he blame?

Yang Ling didn't want to explain to her those things that were too difficult to explain. When she saw her pretty eyes widened and her face was astonishingly cute, she couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek and smiled: "Come on, take off your shoes. It’s uncomfortable to wear wet.” As he said, he couldn’t help taking off his shoes and socks for Youniang, revealing a pair of white feet.

A woman's feet are not just for people to look at. Even if it's her own husband, the Han Youniang in broad daylight is not good enough. She hurriedly curled her feet onto the couch and pulled the thin gusset to cover it. In her heart, she still worries about the disappointed look of her husband just now. Really, she has been in the same room for four months. Why is she so disappointed?

Xiao Nizi caressed her belly and even lost her appetite for eating green peaches. After thinking for a while while pouting her mouth, she suddenly said, "husband, when will the emperor get married?"

Yang Ling's heart jumped. He threw down the boots he had just taken off. It was difficult to cope. When the emperor's wedding was when he accepted a concubine, he was still ordered to accept a concubine. How to refuse?

Since coming back from Beijing, he has deliberately avoided discussing this matter. On the contrary, everyone in the mansion is very comfortable, as if the lord accepts concubines, especially the emperor. His servants are proud to talk to people when they go out. Yu Tangchun and Xue Limei have also taught themselves to serve him and Youniang with concubine courtesy a long time ago. Good Luck Yu Niang's sister cried out, and it seemed that they had a different meaning.

Yang Ling paused for a while and squeaked: "Given the emperor, husband did not know how to refuse. Yu'er and Xue'er are all good girls, but you can also see that the officialdom is sinister. I don’t know how many ministers are dissatisfied with me. Follow me... it may not be a blessing."

Han Youniang put his hands on his knees and smiled lightly: "husband is always unreasonable. Youniang really doesn't know what husband is worried about. husband don't blame Youniang for being bold, husband, how do you think they will be happy? , Will you be happy?"

She sighed faintly: "husband, you don't know how happy they are after the emperor promised a marriage, but I think it comes out. Sometimes I think about it, what else can I do if someone enters our door? What? Youniang knows that husband loves me, but if Youniang gets a charge of jealousy, Youniang... really won’t be happy. For Yu'er and Xue'er, being able to follow husband is their blessing. Although they were born humble, But it is love and righteousness. When our family is in trouble, we are willing to give up our lives to accompany us. husband officials are getting bigger and bigger. It is Youniang's expectation that wives and concubines are full. If you really want to welcome some sisters in, Youniang would rather be them Well. Speaking of it, sister Wenxin is the most kind to husband. If it weren’t for what she did, several Shangshu adults would never plead guilty so easily. I don’t know how many twists and turns it will take before husband comes out. Come."

Han Youniang Seeing that he was engrossed, he thought that husband was a little moved, and he couldn't help but add to the flames: "Sister Yu'er said, looking at the appearance of sister Wenxin, she is very good for life, maybe Qilangerhu..."

"Huh! Huh?..." Yang Ling spared his attention. I don't know what Han Youniang was talking about. He was about to ask another question. There was laughter among the tall Kobresia under the stream, two pretty girls. Stepping out of the path, seeing the two of them, they happily called out: "Master, sister Youniang."

Yang Ling looked up and saw Xue Limei and Yu Tangchun smiling, Xue Limei was wearing a blue shirt, holding a guqin in her arms, Yu Tangchun also dressed like a maid, carrying a basket, she was a dance student Yes, even though he was in a maid's costume, he still walked lightly, like the wind arranging willow branches, and his posture was extremely graceful.

Behind the two of them, Gao Wenxin has just turned the grass, and one of her green silks is wrapped in a green pa, and she walks quietly behind them.

The two Yu Tangchun arrived and crouched to Yang Ling to show their salute. Han Youniang hurriedly put on shoes and socks, and pulled Xue Limei down and said: "Why are you here?"

Xue Limei smiled and said: "Sister Yu personally made wine and dishes for the master and sister. I think it is the master who is bored with fishing, and listening to the music is also good, so I took the piano and followed."

Yu Tangchun put the basket next to the couch, breathing slightly. Yang Ling saw her carrying a basket on the Erliduo mountain road, with fine beads of sweat on her delicate cheeks, and she couldn't help saying: "Yu'er, I ran here to take the cool off, but I was so tired that you ran around. ."

Yu Tangchun gave him a dizzy look, with a sweet smile in the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice: "You are welcome, my maid should." Gao Wenxin walked over, quietly politely said: "Master, please let me Look at your injury."

She sat on the couch carefully, untied the cloth tape on Yang Ling's hands and feet, gently stroking the wound and observing it for a while, and saw that the wound was not worn out this time, and the pinched area was tender and red. The new meat has gradually hardened, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

She took out a cloth bag from her arms, spread it out on the couch, and drew out a thin piece of gold from it, plainly gestured **** on Yang Ling's leg, pinpointing the acupuncture points and piercing it down.

Yang Ling was itchy at the place where the new meat grew, but when she twisted the golden needle, she felt that her thigh was numb at first, then sore and itchy, she could not help but straighten her foot reflexively, and kicked Gao Wenxin's thigh quickly. .

Yang Ling only felt that her toes touched the elastic thighs of the other girl, and she shrank back embarrassedly, and asked in a sermon, "Miss, it's this little gold that makes Lu Shi head overwhelmed... …Ah! Ah, no, is it delirious?"

Xue Limei chuckled. Curiously said: "Master said wrong, Lu Shichang is the third to the silver needle to become delirious, this golden needle is fascinated...like someone else."

Gao Wenxin looked faint, as if he hadn't heard it. While twirling Jin Shi intently, she explained softly: "I use this golden needle to activate the blood, so that the adult will be able to get better and faster. Yesterday, the servant of the servant Lang Jiao didn't say that Zhaozhong made arrangements for the six books. Don’t the ministers stay quarreling? With the little servant shield, the adults won’t be able to enjoy the blessing for a few days."

Xue Limei looked at the two people’s expressions in their eyes, and couldn’t help making grimacing faces, and laughed at Han Youniang: “I’ve seen sister Wenxin’s magic needle, but Chang doesn’t know if it’s really confusing. Medical skills, if there is such a skill in the world, girls all over the world should learn it. Seeing the adored gentleman raises his hand is a shot, ha ha ha..."

Gao Wenxin twisted the golden needle, his face was still as calm as no, but Xue Limei said that "it is a needle to see the adored man" exit, somehow, but his hands are in a mess.

Zhiling only felt a pain in his leg. When I looked up, I saw Gao Wenxin lowered his head slightly, his neck was graceful, his skin was like jade, but his breath was short of breath, his breath was like blue, and his eyes flashed like water, and he didn't know whether it was shame or sorrow.

Xue Limei stuck out his tongue when he saw it, wrapped the piano case and walked under the willow, took out the piano and placed it on his lap, with his fingers provoked, the piano sounded melodiously, and it sounded like a simple tune.

Yang Ling can’t understand it. What Gao Wenxin hides in his chest is more than just medical skills. I heard that the song is "Ancient Acacia." The face that had been calm for a long time finally couldn't help but floated a blush, Yang Ling only felt a pain in the leg, and said with a bitter face: "The girl is lighter... it hurts...".

Gao Wenxin bit his lip and glanced at him with his black and white eyes. The delicate face was red and full, and suddenly it seemed to be full of charming femininity. She unnaturally raised her hand to pull the hair on her sideburns, and buried her blushing cheeks. According to the letter, the thigh of Yang Ling just kept sticking, and the Yang Ling body was sore and numb, but she dared to say something. , I can't help crying secretly.

Finally, Gao Wenxin woke up in time and saw Yang Ling's thighs trembling, as if she was enduring pain. She was busy with the needle and changed her leg. After she ran out of needles, Yu Tangchun carried the basket. Please Yang Ling and Youniang to have a meal.

No wonder Yu Tangchun was so tired and sweaty. There was a watermelon in the basket, four-color exquisite side dishes, more than a dozen thin and soft sugar cakes, and a pot of bamboo leaf green on the top, and a porcelain pot wrapped in a towel. The ice cubes in the kiln are packed, and there are so many things.

June sky bamboo leaves green and ice, this kind of drinking method is naturally Gao Wenxin, even Yu Tangchun Xue Limei was not so particular about drinking in Shihuakan. Father Gao Wenxin is a good wine. There is an ice storage cellar in the house. Now it is all cheaper than Yang Ling.

Cutting melons and drinking wine on the couch, weeping willows and fussing the piano by the river, holding a cup and holding a chopstick, sitting in red sleeves, and all of them are beautiful, affectionate and interested in him. For the romantic old men in ancient times, is it the most dreamed life? Up? What about modern men?

Yang Ling looked at the chopsticks, and Suicun was in a state of confusion. Ugh! Is it true that I lay down my heart and enjoy everything I have now is the only way to face life more realistically and make me and the people around me live happier? Regardless of whether you intend it or not, after all, all of this has come to you, and your status is like a magnetic field. When you rise to a certain height, whatever you want or not, what should appear will always come.

Han Youniang sits opposite Yang Ling, biting into sweet pancakes, and serving Yang Ling sweetly. The Yu Tangchun green sleeves are half-rolled, and the glass is filled for Yang Ling. The wine in the glass is golden and green, and smells fragrant. Gao Wenxin stands beside the bamboo couch and whispers, "Master, this green bamboo leaf is filled with Amomum villosum, red sandalwood, Lugui, Tangerine peel, rock sugar, and egg white, calming the stomach, promoting blood circulation and nourishing blood, are of great benefit to the master’s injury."

Yu Tangchun holds a cup in both hands, and chants in the sound of your elegant piano: "Tian Jiazu is free, and friends and people hang around for a while. Sanchun bamboo leaf wine, a song of kunji string. Please drink this cup, Master!"

I can't stand it, I can't stand it, Yang Ling is uncomfortable. This kind of "corrupted and degenerate" feudal scholar-official life is not something that people who have not been trained can take calmly.

He took the cup and was about to answer in a hasty expression. Someone from a distance shouted: "Master Yang, where is Master Yang? Our home is Gu Dayong. I heard you say yes."

"Gu Dayong?" Two days ago, Ma Yongcheng went out of the palace to buy, but Gu Dayong followed the emperor and couldn't easily get out of the palace. He came. Then the emperor...

Yang Ling hurriedly jumped up from the gentle village here, and put on his boots anxiously. He just stood up and saw more than a dozen sturdy men with arrow sleeves in Tsing Yi, flashing out of the grassy intersection, and walking behind him. Playboy, wearing a light-pigmented arrow shirt, wearing blue-sleeved trousers, trousers tucked in sheepskin boots, shaped like lanterns. This is the most romantic dress for the capitalist dandy this month.

The boy looks pretty handsome. Holding a black whip whip in his hand, he looked at the Yang Ling from afar and he laughed and said: "Student Yang, I will run out of the palace with a little trick. Your injury may be enough. Is it better?"

Yang Ling hurriedly stepped forward to see the driver, and Shili greeted him: "Why did the emperor come, the breeze minister did not know, but he never welcomed him far away", Zhengde Emperor smiled and raised his horse whip and knocked it on his shoulder, pretending to be: "Don't follow me on this one."

He flashed over Yang Ling's shoulder and glanced back. Tsk tsk said: "I envy you to death. You can fish if you want to fish, eat melons if you want to eat melons, and if you want to go to the mountains to sleep, someone will carry a bamboo couch for you. Take your breath away, oh! It’s hard, I really want to change with you and have some comfortable days."

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Yang Ling was taken aback. Although Zhengde is a joke, but since the last time he almost got a knife, Yang Ling has not dared to be sloppy about these sections that he doesn't usually care about. He doesn't care. Zhengde does not care, so others care. In the eyes of some people, these are the etiquettes that the emperor, the minister, and the father and son must observe, otherwise it would be unfaithful and unrighteous. Yang Ling would not dare to give evidence.

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He hurriedly laughed and said: "The emperor is the prince of a country. The hundred officials naturally have a lot of hope for the emperor, and they are also for the emperor's good."

Zhengde snorted angrily, when Gu Dayong went to the river to wash a handkerchief, ran back and handed it to Zhengde. Zhengde took it and wiped his face indiscriminately, then pulled the wrist of Yang Ling to look at the shield, and said happily: "Ai Kuangqing is in good shape, this is good, this is good, I can hardly get a trip to the palace. I will not talk about these annoying things. He, you don’t have to pretend to be admonishment, I know you are different from those nerds, haha...go away, accompany me to have a good time, and I have a big deal to discuss with you in general."

Yang Ling looked back and quickly gave Yu Tangchun and others a wink to signal them to retreat, and then hesitated: "Then..., the emperor might as well go to Liuxia to listen to Qinqin wine, how about fishing together?"

In history, Zhengde Emperor's lustful name is too loud. Yang Ling is not in history, but Ye Shi Yiwen has read a lot. According to the above, he talked about the Zhengde anecdote. He once said that he went to Xuanfu at night and saw a family. I have called for the favor of the female family, let the man wait in the yard, and then go to play the next one. When Yang Ling read this story, in addition to the Zhengde Emperor's so hungry and indifferent aesthetic point of view and super sexual ability, he has doubts, He didn't doubt whether he was lustful, after all, he was just talking about it in history.

Since Tianyuan met Zhengde Emperor by coincidence, although there is no sign of Zhengde lust, but today's environment, this sentiment, uh... it is really easy to make people feel full of lust. Besides, Zhengde is growing up and getting married soon. What if you touch a woman and get the hang of it? I have to guard against it.

Yang Ling is somewhat wary, so I want to turn the woman away and coax Zhengde to go fishing. Unexpectedly, Zhengde Emperor frowned and said impatiently: "What's the fun of listening to music and fishing? Let's go, now that you are in good health, go and transfer your army, accompany me to perform martial arts in the mountains, and see the soldiers fighting. That's fun."

Yang Ling is now available for training only five hundred soldiers, the number is small and sophisticated, and the ammunition is also sufficient, so under the requirements of Yang Ling, daily troop exercises in the mountains are common. Yang Ling did not expect that Zhengde would say it is fun. It's actually playing guns and cannons, this is easy to handle. He heaved a sigh of relief, hurriedly said: "It's easy for the emperor to watch the military exercises, but the emperor's dragon body is expensive, and he must watch the party exercises in the bunker when he climbs the mountain, no" can easily show up.

Zhengde said with joy: "Why is this so difficult? Walk around", he eagerly grabbed Yang Ling and shouted to Youniang: "Sister Youniang, I and Yang Shidu are going to see the soldiers, you yourself Let’s go fishing and listen to music."

The skin on the ankle of Yang Ling was renewed, and he dared not go too fast. He raised Yang's hand to Han Youniang. Following the happy Zhengde walking on the mountain path, he folds a branch of wormwood with a strong smell of grass. Sniffing, ask at will: &t;What major issues does the emperor want to discuss with his ministers? Does he want his ministers to go to Tailing to supervise the construction?&t;]

Zhengde walked ahead and said casually: "You can just name things on Tai Ling~ IndoMTL.com~ Now the Dai Yi people are working hard, and there are no people in the DPRK. You don't need to worry about these things. You I don’t know. Wow, now there are a few officials missing in the six departments. I don’t want to use the white-haired old man anymore. I want to appoint you as the official secretary of the criminal ministry. I can’t do anything. It’s not a shrewd use, and a good idea was given to me."

Yang Ling heard that these elder eunuchs had come up with a good idea for him again, and he couldn't help but slip away. I only heard Zhengde say resolutely: "Didn't they say that you are under-recognized and unbearable? I asked you to attend the banquet to shock the dead old men. By the way...Do you know the banquet?"

Since Zhengde succeeded to the throne, Baiguan kept asking the emperor to reopen the banquet. Yang Ling had heard of it a long time ago. How come you don’t know what the banquet is? When he heard that Zhengde Emperor asked him to attend the banquet, he went to talk to the hundreds of civil and military officials who had studied poetry and books, discussing essays, etiquette, and political affairs. This impostor, nameless Yang Xiucai was so scared that he felt like hundreds of toads. When I jumped into the well, I suddenly got rid of it...

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