The next morning, Yang Fan unusually did not get up early, and of course the morning exercises he had been insisting on were temporarily put on hold.
Feeling the softness in his arms, Yang Fan finally experienced the indulgence of a king who did not go to court early.
Looking at Wu Meiniang with her pretty face flushed and her long eyelashes trembling slightly, Yang Fan knew that Her Majesty Queen Wu Zetian must be pretending to sleep.
However, he did not expose it, and the still-dry quilt could infer the intensity of the battle.
This peerless beauty with beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery was severely punished by Yang Fan last night.
The reason is that this majestic queen of the later generations was actually jealous.
Naturally, it was Princess Gaoyang’s jealousy.
The Liuli business earned nearly 10 million guan, and Li Shimin wanted to 'borrow' an additional 30% of the shares, which was 3 million guan.
More importantly, this 30% share is one of the conditions for 'marrying' Princess Gaoyang.
Thinking that Wu Meiniang was given to Yang Fan by Li Shimin's imperial edict, but now Princess Gaoyang has to pay such a high price, Her Majesty the Queen is naturally unbalanced.
This is why she said, "The family suffered a big loss."
But as a man, Yang Fan certainly couldn't let such a phenomenon happen, not even the slightest bud.
The final result was that Wu Meiniang fell asleep twice. It was not until Wu Meiniang repeatedly begged Yang Fan for mercy that she withdrew her troops.
Even with her eyes closed, Wu Meiniang couldn't stand Yang Fan's burning gaze, and she used all her strength to bury her head into Yang Fan's chest.
She is so tired!
I didn't expect that one of my jokes would be punished by Yang Fan like this. I felt angry, happy, shy and timid!
Caressing his smooth jade-like back, Yang Fan asked: "Do you know your mistake, Mei Niang?"
Wu Meiniang could no longer pretend, she pouted her little mouth and said with grievance: "Husband, I will never dare to do this again."
Looking at Wu Meiniang who was as aggrieved as a little white rabbit, although Yang Fan's heart was full of pity, he said seriously on his face:
"Whether it is now or in the future, whether you are a princess or an ordinary woman, as long as you enter the Yang Mansion, you will be treated equally without distinction between high and low. Please don't have such thoughts in the future. You will always be true to your word."
She shrank her white neck with some fear, and Wu Meiniang hugged Yang Fan tightly with her small hands like lotus roots.
To convince people, it is wise to have a stick in one hand and a carrot in the other. Of course, Yang Fan cannot just use force.
Feeling that Wu Meiniang was trembling, Yang Fan sighed slightly and comforted her:
"Little fool, don't think too much. You are my husband's treasure. That is a priceless treasure. How can you measure it with money?"
"Besides, if Lao Li hadn't shamelessly wanted to send that little girl over to Gao Yang, I wouldn't have wanted to marry her!"
It was so simple for the ancients, especially for ancient women. As long as they conquered their bodies, a sweet word could make them smile and even be sweet to the bottom of their hearts.
As the saying goes, one can understand everything!
Now that men and women have a spiritual channel to communicate, communication is naturally much simpler, and it is the same in ancient and modern times.
As expected, Wu Meiniang breathed a long sigh of relief, her big eyes curved into crescent moons, and a happy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Seeing Wu Meiniang, who was as obedient as a kitten, Yang Fan chuckled, patted her forehead with his big hand, and said jokingly: "Get up, Meiniang, please don't catch the cold..."
Feeling the warm and moist quilt, Wu Meiniang lowered her eyebrows and raised her head, and a blush instantly spread over her white neck.
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Three days later, in the backyard of Yang Mansion in Chang'an City.
It was just dawn, and there were still oil lamps burning in the house, but the Yang Mansion was already brightly lit at this time.
The maid was preparing hot water in the backyard, and the servant in the front yard was harnessing the carriage.
Today is Yang Fan's first official day at the Ministry of Rites.
In the bedroom in the backyard, Wu Meiniang was smiling, looking around Yang Fan, her beautiful eyes shining brightly, and her little mouth making tsk-tsk sounds from time to time.
"My husband is indeed brave, and this official uniform can barely match it. It really looks a bit majestic when you wear it."
Ever since Wu Meiniang tried on Yang Fan's clothes last time, she was so clever and well aware of her husband's inner arrogance, so she quickly praised him.
But obviously the effect is not very good.
At this time, Yang Fan looked depressed and said angrily: "Wasn't XX mighty before? Who designed this official uniform? It's really bad and not worthy of XX at all."
The official uniforms of the Tang Dynasty were distinguished by the accessories and the color of the official uniforms to identify the size of the official position.
Officials of the third rank and above wear purple, the fourth and fifth ranks wear scarlet (vermilion), the sixth and seventh ranks wear green, and the eighth and ninth ranks wear green.
Belt ornaments are also related to grades, from high to low, they are jade, gold, silver, 鍮, and stone.
At the same time, officials of the fifth rank and above in the Tang Dynasty had a fish talisman to express their status, which was held in a bag, called a fish bag.
The fish bags of officials of third rank and above are decorated with gold and are called gold fish bags.
The fish bags of officials above the fifth rank are decorated with silver and are called silver fish bags.
Yang Fan belongs to the county uncle of the founding of the country, and is treated as a fourth-rank official. The official position arranged by Li Shimin this time is the position of Minister of the Ministry of Rites, which is an official position below the fourth-ranked official.
Therefore, he wore a vermilion official uniform with a silver fish bag.
Although this outfit looked very festive in ancient times, in Yang Fan's eyes, it looked like a steamed prawn, which was extremely ugly.
Of course Wu Meiniang also knew that Yang Fan didn't like official uniforms of this color, so she complimented and said: "Yes... our husband is the most powerful!" But her eyes were full of joy and smiles.
Maybe only your husband would be like this.
You can wear a scarlet robe at such a young age, something that no one else would even think about!
Seeing Madam coaxing Yang Fan like a child, Myolie covered her little mouth and secretly enjoyed herself.
This made Yang Fan very angry. Did he really treat himself as a child?
He grabbed Wu Meiniang's slender waist, held her in her arms, and said threateningly: "You dare to perfunctoryly do something, it's a big deal, I want you bitch to know who is the real master of this family. "
He raised his palm slightly and slapped it on the plump part.
"Oh, husband... stop making trouble. If you make trouble again, you will lose time."
Yang Fan also knew that business was important, so he glared at Xing'er, a lawless little girl, and snorted: "I'll deal with you two when I get back."
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The central government offices of the Tang Dynasty were all located in the imperial city.
Yang Fan took a carriage from Zhuque Street directly to the gate of the imperial city.
At this time, many officials in official uniforms had come to the city gate waiting for inspection, many of them wearing green official uniforms.
At the city gate, the guards carefully searched for any contraband. Yang Fan quickly followed the flow of people into the imperial city.
Looking forward from a distance, the big characters "Chengtianmen" come into view. If I remember correctly, "Chengtianmen" seems to be a place where large-scale events are held, right?
I turned around and observed these officials carefully. Everyone was walking to the left.
The eunuch who conveyed the decree explained that after entering the gate of the imperial city, on the left are the offices of the three provinces and six ministries as well as Dali Temple and other yamen.
Out of curiosity, Yang Fan stood on the street in front of Chengtian Gate and looked around, and found that this place was really big, and it was indeed a famous city through the ages.
Looking for the sign, Yang Fan came to the door of the Ministry of Etiquette.
Just as he was about to walk inside, a voice shouted: "This is the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites. May I ask what business you have for your visit?"
