At the beginning of the second lunar month in mid-spring, the spring thunder suddenly moved, and the drizzle was gurgling. The continuous raindrops gently wet the flying grass inside and outside the city. The spring rain is swamped, nourishing the earth, and working hard to eliminate the murderous spirit that permeates the world.
This spring rain comes and goes quickly. When the rain falls, the genius shines. Jinyang City, located on the edge of the Nanliu Fen River, was washed clean, but the rain and fog made it sink into a haze, appearing dim and unclear, as if to hint at the strange situation in the world.
The Prince's Palace of Peking is located in the west city of Jinyang, adjacent to the Taiyuan Palace Complex. It occupies a very large area. It was originally the military and political center of the land east of the river and the seat of the hegemony. As the Central Plains fell, its status became increasingly elevated. In recent months, the important military and political officials from Hedong entering and leaving the palace have become more and more obedient and cautious. There are many smart people who are sensitive to the undercurrent brewing under the wind and rain.
The palace is naturally a deep house and a large courtyard, and it is difficult to count the vast mansions. At this early dawn, the servants in the palace were already busy, doing their job of serving their masters. However, from the court envoys and stewards to the servants and maids, they all looked cautious, with lowered heads and eyebrows, and no smiles on their faces.
Just because the owner of the palace, His Highness the Prince of Peiping, was worried about the danger of the country and the emperor's dust, he felt increasingly depressed and angry. Two days ago, there was a dirty servant from Dongqi who was chatting and laughing with others. The King of Peking caught him and beat him, so he was kicked out of the palace. The effect is naturally excellent, everyone is alert, the house is solemn, and no one dares to speak arrogantly.
There is a courtyard on the east side of the back garden, which is not small. Compared to other courtyards in the palace, the number of servants here seems sparse, but they appear to be more careful, and the entire courtyard is quieter.
On the silent corridor, three waitresses carried basins, bowls, and bowls for washing. They took small steps and walked gently toward the attic deep in the courtyard. The leader was a middle-aged healthy woman. A "clang" sound broke the tranquility in the courtyard, but it was a maid behind who fell in a hurry.
The strong woman in front suddenly frowned, and looked towards the direction of the pavilion nervously. Then she turned around, walked up to the maid with a solemn face, suppressed her voice as hard as she could, and scolded: "You cheap maid, even The water in the basin is unsteady!"
The maid who fell was very young, more accurately described as immature, she was estimated to be around fourteen or fifteen years old. He was petite and thin, looking malnourished. After being scolded, his head hung lower, and tears began to well up in his eyes. Another maid stood aside silently, not speaking a word, and her eyes were calm and a little indifferent, watching her being scolded.
"Why are you still sitting there?" Seeing this, the strong woman's eyebrows became darker and she scolded: "Why don't you get another basin of water with me? Your husband and wife are still waiting for us to serve you. You have wasted time and made your husband angry. , do you want to implicate us and be punished?"
"Yes. Yes." After hearing this, the maid hurriedly stood up, ignoring her bruised palms, picked up the copper basin and turned around.
The cloister surrounds the atrium, and on the second-floor pavilion, the doors and windows are stained with mist, dripping with water. Behind the wide-open window lattice, a tall and tall figure stood silently, watching the courtyard decorated with green trees and red flowers. The breeze comes slowly, and the sleepiness of getting up in the morning disappears a lot.
This is a young man with a delicate appearance and good looks. His face is somewhat childish, but the serious expression on his face completely destroys that childishness. Compared with the almost paralyzed expression on his face, the young man's eyes were a bit more "lively" and had quite a charm. With a thoughtful look, there are occasional flashes of light while turning.
He is the owner of this courtyard, Liu Chengyou, the second son of King Beiping.
"Erlang." A soft and soft voice sounded in his ears, and a beautiful woman with a beautiful appearance and a graceful figure walked up to Liu Chengyou in small steps. His clear, watery eyes stayed on the side of Liu Chengyou's face for a while, then he followed Liu Chengyou's line of sight to the courtyard, watched with him, and whispered: "The rain has stopped!"
"Yeah!" Liu Chengyou just nodded and responded, seemingly very coldly.
The woman is not very old, she is still in her prime, but she is already dressed in women's clothing and wearing a bun. She is Liu Chengyou's favorite concubine, Mrs. Geng. Faced with Liu Chengyou's reaction, Geng lowered his head slightly aggrievedly, but he did not dare to show any resentment.
Since he fell into the water and woke up from a coma, Liu Chengyou's "temperature changed drastically", which made Geng quite panicked. After more than half a year, Liu Chengyou completely lost his youthful exuberance and playfulness, and turned into a serious and rigid person, taciturn and calm, but others did not dare to take it lightly.
Not long after, several maids came in one after another to take care of Liu Chengyou and Geng's daily life. The former strong woman's surname was Li, a member of Liu Chengyou's mother's Li family, and was assigned to serve Liu Chengyou.
After washing up quickly, he straightened his hands and allowed the two maids to use their soft little hands to move on his body, arranging his hair, arranging his breasts, and tying his belt... Living in Shenfu Guangzhai, he also enjoyed There are many servants, but Liu Chengyou's life seems to be very frugal. He was dressed very simply, wearing an old suit made of black satin, without any accessories.
In front of the bronze mirror, Liu Chengyou looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes blinking several times uncontrollably. The mirror image is very clear, but it has been a long time, and every time I pair the mirror, I still feel a sense of unreality.
"I'm late today!" Liu Chengyou lifted the hem of his clothes, flattened the seam with some obsessive-compulsive disorder, and casually asked the strong woman Li.
Hearing this, Mrs. Li's face flashed a little unnaturally, she glanced sideways at the trembling little maid beside her, sighed, bowed, and said with a smile: "It's the old woman who made poor arrangements, and I ask your husband to punish her." .”
That glance couldn't escape Liu Chengyou's eyes. He looked at the maid, her wet skirt, bruised palms, and nervous expression. He rolled his neck twice and said calmly: "Po Li, although you are mean, I know you are actually a kind-hearted person with a soft heart."
The strong woman was stunned when she heard this, and was about to say something when she was interrupted by Liu Chengyou's wave: "Go down. Go tell grandma, I will go and say hello right away!"
"yes!"
The slaves retreated, and Liu Chengyou walked up behind Mr. Geng who was still putting on his makeup, gently pressed his shoulder, and asked, "Am I so scary?"
Geng turned around and looked up at Liu Chengyou. Ms. Geng looked even more beautiful after being dressed up. Only a little makeup was applied to her face, which was pure and elegant. Smiling charmingly at Liu Chengyou, Geng said: "Erlang is strict with himself and others. He is dignified and intimidated by others. The servants in the house are all mediocre people. How can they be normal under your influence... "
After listening to his words, Liu Chengyou's somewhat numb face finally showed some movement, and there was a fleeting twitch at the corner of his mouth, which did not allow anyone to tell whether he was happy or angry.
He raised his hand and pinched Geng's delicate face with gentle movements. Geng's beautiful eyes were like water, and her tender face pressed against Liu Chengyou's hand, rubbing it carefully. It was rare to see Liu Chengyou make such tender gestures.
His eyes swept over and fell on his bun. There was a jade hairpin tied there. It was exquisitely shaped and was obviously made by a famous craftsman. After taking it off, Liu Chengyou picked up an ordinary wooden hairpin on the dressing table and put it on: "Use this hairpin..."
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When Liu Chengyou first came through, he was in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms after the Tang Dynasty. The one who occupied the Central Plains was the Jin Dynasty founded by Emperor Shi Jingtang, but it was also about to die. Yelu Deguang, the leader of the Khitan, used his whole country to invade the south for many years, intending to occupy the Central Plains and herd horses in the southern kingdom. The Jin Dynasty, with its emperor stupid and many internal conflicts, could not resist it for many years.
Liu Chengyou's luck was relatively good. In these troubled times, he passed through the house of a powerful prince. At least they have enough food, clothing and safety.
Of course, when he realized that he was Liu Chengyou, the hidden emperor of the late Han Dynasty, Liu Chengyou was still a little panicked. However, it didn't take long for him to calm down. The capital of the Later Han Dynasty has not yet been established, so why worry about its fall in another year?
Before time travel, Liu Chengyou had a happy-go-lucky temperament, autistic, dull, and taciturn. After taking some time to figure out the situation, I began to slowly seek to integrate into a new identity and new environment. Then, under the strange looks of others, Liu Erlang in the Peking Palace suddenly became "autistic".
Now is the fourth year of the Jin Dynasty (947), but for the monarchs and ministers of Shi Jin, it is probably bad luck. Shi Jin was dead. In the twelfth month of last year, the Khitan leader Yelu Deguang led an army of 300,000 troops and marched southward. They fought at Zhongdu Bridge on the banks of the Hutuo River. The 100,000 Jin troops surrendered without a fight under the pressure of their commander Du Chongwei. .
Later, Zhang Yanze, the "leading party", led 2,000 cavalry as the vanguard, doubled the route, headed south and fell into Bianliang. Jin Chu Emperor Shi Chonggui, who was drunk and dreaming in Bianjing, intended to die for his country, but before he could do anything, he was captured by the imperial guards. Later, the kings and ministers of Shi Jin surrendered in plain clothes, and the Jin Kingdom perished.
Nowadays, the Central Plains is in ruins, the country is in ruins, the Central Plains has no owner, and the Khitans occupy it. The situation in the world did not calm down because of the strong Khitan troops and horses. Instead, with the tyranny of the Khitan, the public sentiment was raging, and the bloody soldiers and the people scrambled to resist.
However, in the land east of Hedong, it is rare to maintain relative peace. The state is in great chaos, just when careerists emerge. For example, Liu Chengyou's cheap father, Peking King Liu Zhiyuan, must be included in this list.
With his hands on his waist, Liu Chengyou still looked autistic as he walked slowly through the pavilions of the palace. However, thinking about his father's recent performances in front of the people in Hedong, his eyebrows changed slightly, and he knew in his heart that Liu Zhiyuan must have had his thoughts.
Even if Liu Zhiyuan does not have that intention, as the current situation develops, there are still people who want to "progress" who want to push him to power, such as the Liu family's clan and the civil and military forces in Hedong.
In this era, emperors took turns. Beat the drum and spread the flowers. With the current situation in the world, it is time for the flowers to fall to the Liu family. Liu Zhiyuan may still be hesitant about this, but Liu Chengyou is already prepared and very confident.
While thinking, the expression on Liu Chengyou's cold face seemed to become more serious.
