In the end, Wei Cheng didn't move her, he just squeezed her hand and asked her to help him relieve himself. In the end, she tremblingly wiped the water stains on her body with a handkerchief, and her hands holding the clothes couldn't help but tremble. , her palms turned red, Wei Cheng simply picked her up and put her on the bed.
The curtain hung down, and he leaned forward to flick out the bronze branch lamp beside the bed. A handful of moonlight leaked in through the gap in the window. He got on the bed, wrapped her in the brocade quilt, and tucked the corners of the quilt.
A large number of purple irises bloomed on the semi-transparent shark gauze curtain, and the shadowy moonlight shone on the gauze curtain, as if even the moonlight was isolated from the square inch enclosed by the gauze curtain.
The woman on his arm had a calm look on her face. When she was lying quietly, all the troubled thoughts could be left behind. He suddenly felt sorry for her. She was helpless, like a duckweed floating in the wind in the world of mortals. Scattered.
He could hold her in his hand, but for some reason, he always felt that she didn't really belong to him. Chongming once told him that the best way to subjugate a woman is to possess her body and sleep with each other sincerely. , no matter how fierce a woman is, she will surrender under her body. If that doesn't work, she will have a child. Once she has a child, she can't drive him away.
He smiled. At first he thought what he said made sense, but later, when this thought came to Shen Yinxiao, he found that it seemed to be of no use.
Even if he lay next to her every day, he always felt that her heart was not here.
How can he keep her tied to him forever?
He raised his hand to cover her chest. The swollen snow peaks were exquisite and graceful. She thought he was interested again, so she opened her eyes in fright and wanted to retreat.
"Don't move," he whispered.
The woman in front of him has sparkling eyes and a slight blush at the end of her eyes. Her beautiful face, young body, and every smile make the man obsessed with her. She is his only desire. He doesn't know if there will be other women in the future. , but at this time, he only has this one, and this is his devilish obstacle.
“What kind of yard do you want?”
"What?"
"I said, what kind of yard do you want when you enter my house in the future? Would it be good to plant crabapples in the yard? Do you like crabapples or roses?"
The moonlight made her face look as white as snow, and her lips hidden under the brocade quilt trembled slightly. Those were her distant dreams and delusions that no one could understand. She knew what Wei Cheng meant, marry him. , as a concubine.
Her mother spent so much effort on her, not because she wanted to marry someone else as a concubine.
She remembered what her mother suddenly said to her a few days ago.
Her mother had always been worried that she was too old to look after her husband. Unexpectedly, that day, she suddenly advised her not to get married.
"If you can't find the right one, it doesn't matter if you don't get married. Your father and I don't have so many rules. The worst we can do is have a child of our own. While your father and I can still move, I can help you raise him. From now on, your father and I will Even though I'm gone, you still have hope. I don't expect you to have a husband, as long as you live a comfortable life."
It was the first time she heard her mother say this and she was shocked.
How could such a mother want her daughter to marry someone else as a concubine, watch her daughter serve tea to the mistress every day, and stay in the backyard to give birth to a concubine and a concubine for the master?
She smiled, hugged his neck, and put her cold face on his chest: "It doesn't matter what you plant."
She whispered: "As long as my husband treats me well."
He raised his eyebrows: "Am I not good enough for you?"
She was silent and nodded: "Okay."
The tip of her nose was slightly sour and she buried her head deeper.
Wei Cheng gently stroked her back until her breathing gradually became even.
The next day, Shen Yinxiao fell into a deep sleep. When he left, she was still awake. Her red mouth was slightly opened, and she leaned sideways. The cheek that was resting on his arm was squeezed to have some baby fat. He stood up carefully. , pulled out his already stiff arms, Wei Ning led the horse and waited at the door of the other courtyard.
When Zhaoye Jade Lion saw him, he spread his hooves and trotted towards him. He got on the horse and went directly to the official office instead of returning to Wei's house.
I went to Shanggu for a banquet a few days ago, and stayed in another courtyard for the past two days. A lot of official business has accumulated. Wei Ning has mentioned it tactfully several times, the documents on the official case have been piled high, and the Huns are in Shuofang again. War broke out in the area, and the imperial court is consulting the local military commanders for their opinions on whether to fight or make peace. This year, they have purchased a batch of fine bloody horses from the Huns and Qiang people. How to distribute them? Whether to increase the number of cavalry this year? Seeing that the Qiang people were at ease and the Huns were rising again, they had to be on guard, but the most important thing was the news from Chang'an.
Grand Sima Dong Yan was hunting in Shanglinyuan with the Holy Master, and was shot in the forearm by a stray arrow. The emperor personally issued an order to express condolences and exempted him from a month of court meetings. Hundreds of officials also expressed their opinions, and many officials immediately prepared Some generous gifts were sent to the residence of Da Sima. Some of them did not bother to flatter Dong Yan, such as Tingwei Gongyiming and Dahongxu You, as well as Li Yuan, the king of Shu who was far away in Shu, and Li Huan, the king of Yuzhang who was entrenched in Yangzhou. any representation.
Dong Yan was born as a military general. From the infantry to the present, he relied on military exploits step by step. He was in the prime of his thirties. Wei Cheng, who had been in Chang'an two years ago to report on his duties, saw Dong Yan holding him up with one hand for the first time at a palace banquet. When the bronze square tripod, which weighed three hundred kilograms, was tossed with ease and finally thrown on the white marble floor tiles of the main hall, creating a huge crater as big as a person, the civil and military officials in the court were completely silent. Only then did he realize what it means to be so powerful. He was so powerful that when it came to his arm strength, Wei Cheng didn't dare to underestimate him.
He didn't quite believe that such a warrior was wounded in the arm by a stray arrow.
Either the assassin who killed him was prepared, or it could only be said that he deliberately caught the arrow, but why he wanted to hurt himself, Wei Ning couldn't figure out this possibility.
"Dong Yan has been in Grand Sima for a long time, but he always lacks a chance to truly distinguish between his dissidents." Wei Cheng halted his horse and walked slowly, the street was crowded with people, the sun was shining with dazzling white, and when he left the other courtyard, he was instantly surrounded by a world of mortals. Troubles came to me all at once, and at a glance, the vast snow-capped mountains on the horizon turned into white dots as big as sesame seeds. Standing in the world, the man saw the mountains and rivers torn apart, the people of the court were divided, and he felt depressed in his heart.
"In ancient times, Zhao Gao referred to deer as horses. Today, he uses injuries to test people's hearts. It's not surprising." He said calmly.
In the Yamen office, Tinghou Bo Ye and Sima Guo Yan had a heated argument over whether to give gifts, and they were just waiting for him to go back and make a decision.
When he arrived at the government office, he held several meetings throughout the morning. He pondered for a moment in the eyes of his subordinates.
"Choose a good horse and a golden saddle, and send them to Chang'an together."
Guo Sima smiled slightly and glanced meaningfully at the dejected Susukino next to him.
He bowed and said: "My lord is wise."
Wei Cheng could see the dissatisfaction in Bo Ye's ambition. Dong Yan had dominated the Li family for a long time. Bo Ye's character could not stand Dong Yan's wild ambition. It is human nature, but being too impatient is not a good thing. His voice was soft: "It is not good to give him gifts." Afraid of his lustful power, now is the time for Youzhou to recharge its batteries, so there is no need to act too fast."
Susukino's tanned face turned red, and he bowed and said yes.
After having lunch at noon, I started to review the ultimatum. After approving the ultimatum, I had to go to the school grounds to review the cavalry battalion.
When I came back, it was getting dark, and it was already time for dinner. There was a public kitchen in the government office, specially for officials who stayed to deal with official duties. Four dishes and one soup were served every seven days. It was not exquisite and luxurious, but it was better than what ordinary people had. Much, whether he was in the military or in the government office, he never did anything special. If he could eat in the public kitchen, he would go to the public kitchen to eat. So after he came back from the inspection and took off his armor, he frowned slightly when he saw the food box on the table.
The lid of the mahogany food box was opened, revealing a delicate plate of fish and mutton, as well as a plate of carefully made snacks. A haze pink silk scarf was tied to the handle of the food box. Wei Cheng frowned even more tightly, with a cold look in his eyes. Even more so.
He hated his servants for disobeying his orders and trying to figure out his thoughts.
Wei Ning, who had just come in, saw his unhappy expression, paused in his steps, and then saw the food box on the table, and then realized that he was afraid that the meal would not be delivered at the right time.
When Wei Cheng inspected the Youzhou area last year, a county guard thought he had cleaned his daughter and sent it to his bed, thinking he would accept it. After all, they drank a lot of wine at the banquet. Men know men best. They are just getting full of energy, and they don't care about any etiquette, justice or shame. Leave it behind.
Unexpectedly, the flattery hit the horse's leg. That night, Wei Cheng packed up his clothes and threw the woman into the yard. The county guard was so ashamed that he couldn't afford to be sick the next day.
"General, Madam Wang is here." Wei Ning said quickly.
