The fifteenth year of Dacai Pingjing·the first day of the first lunar month
heavy snow
In early spring, the winter cold has not completely passed, the blue sky has faded to pale, snowflakes are falling, and the sky is covered with silver.
In the Pingshou County area, the barrier from Beimang Mountain is slightly better, and the snow is three feet thick. All traces of wild animals have disappeared. The situation of the hunter and the hunted is completely different. They strive to survive the coldest time of the year.
, but there are always some exceptions. Human beings have accumulated food and fuel, and at this time, their activities in nature are relatively prominent.
Nanlian Mountain is a jingshe, with five wing rooms on the left and right, a small building in the middle, and trees and rocks in the courtyard. They are all small and unique. There is a red carpet inside, a thick mattress on the bed, and a pair of small tables on the left and right. Other furnishings need not be detailed.
It is said that there is a heated kang, the air is dry, and there is a faint breath, which is a warm spring night and a good night.
When Qianqian stood up, she shook her body and frowned.
"Does it still hurt?" Ye Qing smiled, stroking her smooth waist with his hands, and the brocade quilt gradually slid down, revealing her youthful female body with spring marks.
"It's not all you..."
Qianqian stopped talking, blushed and swatted away her husband's mischievous hand, and put on a snow-white coat.
There are crackling firecrackers in the towns outside the government, celebrating the First Day here, which is equivalent to the Spring Festival.
"It's been another year." Qianqian thought for a moment and sighed.
Ye Qing stared at her figure, his eyes downcast.
When she passed away, her parents did not know her specific place of origin when they bought Qianqian. They only heard from Ya Po that she was from Xiangzhou, and the copper longevity lock she wore was engraved with her birthday, which happened to be the first day of the first month and the beginning of the first year.
This is also the reason why I chose to consummate my marriage with Qianqian last night - a woman is twenty-eight years old, and her body is most flawless when she is seventeen. Having sex too early will cause loss of vitality, and the instinct is to fill it with manly breath, which will form turbidity and pollution, making the white body white.
The paper is stained with ink, causing imperfections.
But after last night, Qianqian is now eighteen years old, and her Yuan Yin has been stabilized and perfected. At this time, with dual cultivation, the man's Yuan Yang can be fully transformed by her, and she can break through the limit.
"What do you think?" Ye Qing asked her.
When the window was opened, the fresh air rushed in. The girl... or the young woman's thoughts also recovered from the shame, regained the calmness of Master Yangshen, and carefully explored the body, and found that the Yuan Yin did not shrink, but increased.
"The faint breakthrough of a certain limit should be the effect of dual cultivation of the same vein. It seems very good..." Qianqian feels like eating the marrow and knowing the taste.
"Then do you want to come a few more times?" Ye Qing asked with a smile.
Qianqian was startled for a moment, remembering last night's lingering and shameful closeness, her face turned red again, she faced the window and said covertly: "No wonder my husband ate my cousin last year, because she was two years older than me, and she was ripe for picking.
Right? Humph, you are so considerate..."
Ye Qing knew what he was talking about but didn't answer, and moved his eyes towards the window. The girl's tall and straight figure was set against the vigorous plum branches in early spring, giving people a harmonious feeling - every monk with green veins has a unique temperament. Ye Qing felt that he was walking
It is a road full of vitality, and Qianqian's temperament seems to be very suitable for this early spring season. The cold weather makes the quality more obvious, giving people a feeling of complementing each other, which is very strange.
There were several plum trees in front of the window. Tiny plum blossoms bloomed on the bare branches. This sight reminded Ye Qing of something and made him laugh.
"I still remember when I was ten...or was it eleven? In short, the year my parents just passed away, the winter was very cold and the charcoal quota was not enough. Qianqian, you took an ax and chopped down the plum trees in the yard and used them as firewood. The two of us
We moved the bed together in the kitchen and stayed together to stay warm all night..."
"It happened a long time ago, do you still remember?" Qianqian gradually lost her shyness and her eyes became softer.
The ordinary life has passed, and the ups and downs have passed. Ten or twenty years have passed, and she has never been able to understand the vigorous love in her husband's story. However, in the ordinary daily life of relatives, many shy and sweet memories are brewing, and the longer they go, the more the aftertaste becomes.
Clear, like the fragrance of plum blossoms in winter.
Ye Qing stopped talking and responded, only hugging her, embracing the precious memories, and seemed to feel the reality of this world.
The two of them calmed down and watched the crystal snowflakes falling from the sky, far and near, rising and falling.
After a while, as the cold winter morning breeze blew into the warm room, the cold stamens of the plum blossoms merged with the scent of virginity, and a faint fragrance floated, taking away the remaining warmth.
Qianqian woke up from the cold wind and pushed his shoulder with her backhand: "Lingling came over just now and said that the imperial envoy Xu Tu will be arriving in a quarter of an hour, and my husband needs to change clothes for an interview."
"Don't worry, this is our territory, just let him wait." Ye Qing buried his head in her neck and hummed.
Qianqian blinked her eyes and felt his hot breath. She broke away with a blushing face and changed her clothes: "Finish it as soon as possible to avoid a long night and many dreams."
Then, she started to change her clothes. It was very simple to take care of her impeccable body. She didn't need to put on makeup for a long time like a normal girl. She only had to slightly modify it according to the scene, which was also required by etiquette.
"Can you still walk?"
"This little injury will heal in a while..."
Despite this, Qianqian's steps were slightly abnormal when she followed Ye Qing out. When she met her cousin and Wu Ran, they both joked and teased the bride: "How do you feel about a one-night spring supper?"
"Very good."
Qianqian held her breath and said, "When I meet people outside, they all look at me like this, and I can't help but pinch my husband secretly... It's all you."
The governance of the Immortal World does not require the Lord to live in palace confinement. The essence is that the Lord's great power belongs to himself, and his personal combat power accounts for a relatively large share of the power of the system. The Xunpan Communication Network allows the center of power to be wherever the Lord goes.
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After Da Siming left, Ye Qing seemed to be free. He stayed in Nanlian Mountain with his wife, concubines and some members of his team to spend the New Year. He wanted to take care of Han Chen, but also prepared to deal with certain situations.
Even if the imperial envoy Xu Tu comes to the city to be conferred by the imperial court, please come to Nancang County and be canonized in Dongtian. The reason is that the position of Han Hou is special, so he will not choose to be conferred in Qiyang City in the traditional way.
"Can you come up with this kind of excuse?"
Imperial envoy Xu Tu sought instructions from his superiors to no avail, so he pinched his nose and endured it, then rushed to Nanlian Mountain, scolding Ye Qing hundreds of times along the way.
When they arrived ten miles away from Nanlian Mountain, Ye Qing did not come out to greet him. Even the sergeants escorting him outside the carriage were indifferent. This unruly attitude was completely undisguised.
"Is this still the imperial court's world?"
Imperial envoy Xu Tu became even more furious. Only after he had a secret mission did he calm down. He unfolded the small seal box in his sleeve and saw a pure white metal cage in front of him...
The carriage went up the mountain road and stopped at the entrance of the cave.
"Open the central gate and fire off the cannons." After hearing the news, Ye Qing quickly ordered: "Ask the officials to come outside to greet you."
After saying this, he looked like a different person, with a calm expression. When the officials saw him coming out, they followed him step by step and arrived at the door. At this time, a hundred soldiers were standing around.
As for the imperial envoy Xu Tu, there were dozens of Taoist soldiers standing in attendance with their swords drawn in front of the imperial envoy Xu Tu.
At this time, he heard three "dong dong dong" cannons, and Ye Qing came out of the door. Surrounded by people, his aura was concentrated. He squinted his eyes slightly and saw Ye Qing's light green aura, pure and flawless, sitting on the top.
I felt secretly resentful in my heart and couldn't help but sneered: "Uncle Nan Lian is so arrogant."
"oh?"
Ye Qing looked over, and at that moment, Imperial Envoy Xu Tu felt the air around him tighten, and he could not speak in his throat. However, at this moment, the imperial edict in his sleeves faintly glowed with purple light, and the abnormality disappeared, and he did not make a fool of himself on the spot.
"Sir, it's been a long journey, are you tired?"
Ye Qing's eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He just said this jokingly, stopped ten steps away, clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Angels have worked hard from afar, please come in and announce the decree."
Xu Tu, who was about thirty years old, was intimidated just now and had only one thought in his mind: "How dare he?"
At this time, his face was livid, he stared at Ye Qing for a long time, and then said coldly: "I have a decree, and I am the imperial envoy of the imperial court."
"Just because I was ordered, please come in. It's warmer inside." Ye Qing opened his eyes and lied, entering first without leaving any room for negotiation.
Imperial Envoy Xu Tu hesitated for a moment. He was afraid of an accident along the way, but he was getting more and more off-kilter every step of the way. He didn't know how things turned out like this, but announcing the edict was a mission, and finally he had to bite the bullet and go in.
It was a cold day outside, and when he stepped into the cave, Ye Qing smiled and said, "When an angel comes, you can't be without celebration."
With a wave of his hand, he saw that the temperature was warming up rapidly, flowers were blooming all around, and the vegetation was growing at the speed of budding, and greenery was born in an instant, which was a wonderful sight.
Wind, rain, cold and warmth are all controlled by one's own control. Is this the power of Dong Tianjun?
Imperial envoy Xu Tu was a little shocked, but he didn't show it. He remained reserved and said, "It's similar to Yujing."
"Master Xu, thank you." Ye Qing is not a country bumpkin who has never lived in Yujing. He glanced at this man's official robe and felt a little warm in his heart. He was only a fifth-rank official, but a Beijing official was arrogant and loyal.
I wonder what the imperial court means by selecting such a person?
Humiliate yourself?
Do you want to fear the wrath of the imperial court?
Or is there something else?
Ye Qing's mind was spinning. With the personal instructions of Da Siming, he had known that this "Han Hou" was given by Qingmai to the imperial court. Now he has no interest in paying attention to this character.
So he ignored the details and kept his eyes blazing: "Set up an incense table and ask the angels to announce it."
furious……
Seeing this, Xu Tu just sneered and didn't say much. He just waited for the incense table to be placed, then walked up to the top, stood facing south, and saw Ye Qing bowing and kneeling down, slowly unfolding the edict.
"Ye Qing was granted the title of Marquis of the Han Dynasty, and was given the seal of Marquis. I admire this."
The decree only contained eleven words, not even a single falsehood. Normally, people would be shocked when they heard this decree. However, many Han people present only sneered and said nothing.
"boom"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of dragon energy rushed out from the seal, and it turned into a tiny dragon. As soon as it appeared, the traces of luck were connected and hanging down. At this moment, they were meeting together, and they were about to merge and give birth to something.
Ye Qing had no expression on his face. After listening to the announcement, he just looked at the eastern sky and bowed: "Ye Qing, the Governor of Nanlian, kowtows to thank Heaven."
Seeing this, Xu Tu's expression changed. This was not expected at all. When he saw Ye Qing finished speaking, he was about to accept the decree and complete the final step of the canonization.
"Nan Lian Bo"
Xu Tu couldn't help it any longer. He held on to the seal tightly and said in a stern tone: "Why don't you kowtow to thank Tianen? Yujing is to the west."
"Master Xu, be careful, I have thanked Heaven for your kindness."
Ye Qing had a serious look on his face, and with a strong hand, he pulled the seal down.