She and him are separated by the 'Li Mountain', which is hundreds of miles high. It may be really insurmountable unless she becomes his puppet without reservation, but she is not willing to completely lose herself.
Fu Jingheng stood under the corridor of the small Buddhist hall for a moment, looking in the direction of the rain curtain for a long time and unable to take his eyes back. Was he wrong? She was the one who clearly refused to talk to her. Why did he feel pity for him? She had always treated him outside with women.
Zhou Xuan doesn't care much, but she looks extremely disappointed today. Could it be that the political nepotism on the west bank of Qinghu Lake has been hurting her? He has always wanted to be successful and have her, which is not allowed.
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Duanmufu said to him: "Your Majesty, it's getting late. Why don't you go sit in the Jinhua Palace of the West Palace? I will play chess with you. I have some wine there. You can also have a few drinks."
Fu Jingheng had something on his mind and was unhappy. When he heard the wine, he couldn't help but feel excited. He hadn't drank for a long time, and then he remembered the little thing's feat of destroying the wine cellar of the Yong'an Street Villa. "Do you have wine there?"
"Well, I buried the peach blossom wine last year. Would you like to go up and try it?"
Fu Jingheng frowned. The little emotion he had towards Duanmu Fu just now was completely occupied by Wen Jin's thin figure rushing into the rain. After talking about this relationship, it cooled down, but he couldn't help thinking about her and missing her.
, wanting her, "No, I promised some people that I will not drink alcohol in this life. Especially not your wine. I have performed well in praying for Guangdong and Guangxi. I will give her some silk and satin."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Lao Mo gave a false alarm and was finally not captured by Xi Gong.
Fu Jingheng curled his lips at Zhu'er, the maid in the West Palace, and Zhu'er was greatly moved.
Fu Jingheng returned to the study. Shen Zishu, Liu Yingfu and others came over to report on the deployment of troops to search Lishan. Wu Xin from the Ministry of War came to report on the situation of flood control in Guangdong and Guangxi. He gave orders on major matters. A civil war broke out in Lishan and a war broke out. The Guangdong and Guangxi rivers
Construction also began, and he did a lot of practical work.
He arranged for everyone to go down, leaving Zi Shu and Lao Mo to stay up late with him, while he sat alone all night.
He talks very little, and is really a very boring person in private. Wen Jin thinks he is boring, but he is really boring. He took out the Zhonggong Changzai sign from the green-headed sign presented by Lao Mo, and gently touched it with his fingertips.
Stroking it was like stroking Wen Jin's body.
Shen Zishu was very cautious as he drove along, and was extremely bored because the man didn't talk.
"Zishu, some people blame you for cutting Wen Guang so hard." Fu suddenly said.
Shen Zishu suddenly woke up and said, "It happened at the beginning of the year. You and your sister-in-law have had a roundabout relationship. After half a year, there is a gap over this matter? Why bother."
"She hid it from me for half a year and asked Lao Wen to live longer for half a year. I can't forgive her. Otherwise, the battle in Lishan would have been over long ago!"
Shen Zishu said softly: "Brother, husband and wife should consider each other's perspective. Although I am not married, I also understand that if you only consider the problem from your own perspective and each has your own insistence, it will be difficult to proceed. If you think about it from the perspective of the other person,
Considered from this perspective, many problems can be easily solved. You already know about Lishan and the start of the civil war, so why insist on asking your sister-in-law to tell it personally. If she is ruthless and unjust to her benefactor, it is not something you would like to see, right? Could it be that she even
Is it a sin to remain silent? Have you ever thought that you are discussing with her the killing of her father and hope that she will try her best to cater to her? I dare to risk my life and ask, if you have three thousand beauties in your harem, did you not ask for her advice and did not ask any of them?
Can she explain? She has never complained about anything."
"Presumptuous." Fu Jingheng blushed.
Shen Zishu coughed slightly and said to Lao Mo: "Kill me, quickly, just choke me to death."
Lao Mo immediately knelt down and begged, "Your Majesty, have mercy on Shen Zishu. Since Shen Zishu hasn't given birth to a girl yet, let him live a few more days. If he has offspring, then kill him. Let the father leave the son and contribute to the country. No."
, No, he doesn’t like pretty girls, but Baoyin is still young. We have to let him live a few more years without waiting for other parents to grow up..."
Shen Zishu's face turned red as blood, "Don't spread rumors."
Fu Jingheng stood up and came to the window, "You mean that I should be more generous and tolerant to her? Shouldn't there be a gap with her because of Wenguang? I... don't know much about life, especially the life of a couple.
, I’m even less good at it. I’m used to her tolerating me, and I can’t stand the tight-lipped way she protects other men. I wish I could take it out for her and throw it out, leaving only me in her heart!”
Zishu said, "Brother, as a man, please let your wife be. Besides, your sister-in-law is of the same mind as you. On a rainy day, she ran out to give you a booklet. She herself was soaked, but the booklet was not wet at all. The details are
I'm all thinking of you. In addition, I heard from the Water Affairs Office of Guangdong and Guangxi's flood control department that my sister-in-law anonymously donated 100,000 taels, and she made some money from business, so she paid for it.
She didn't say a word, right? She didn't intentionally kneel down and kowtow to pray for the people in the middle of the night or do some kung fu work for you to see. I think my sister-in-law is sincerely good to you, no matter whether you are the emperor or not."
Lao Mo whispered, "Bao Yin is only eleven or two... Zi Shu is so patient..."
Shen Zishu was almost so hot that he was smoking, "Okay, Old Mo."
"She donated one hundred thousand taels. All the money she earned went into it. Although it is a small amount of money to me, but she earned it through hard work. You think the restaurant only earns a few coins a day. She is very careful with her budget. In addition to giving
Her family is something that others would be reluctant to part with. She has never given this to Xiao Jiang and Lao Wen. It has to be me." Fu Jingheng finally showed a smile on his face, breaking the ice, and he told Lao Mo: "You go to the Zhonggong Palace.
Let's see if anyone got home safely. It rained so heavily last night, so don't get sick from the cold."
"Yes." Lao Mo went to the middle palace in person. When he went out, he saw Zhu'er, the maid of the West Palace, waiting outside with tea. He turned around and said to the king, "Zhu'er came to present tea again, Longjing before the rain."
"Ask her to come in." Fu Jingheng sat on the dragon chair.
Pearl came in, trembling and unsure of the tea cup. She was so nervous that she didn't even dare to say anything. The man's aura was so oppressive, "You... Your Majesty, have some tea."
Fu Jingheng smiled and said: "You know the cold and heat, you are here. It has been more than a month since I sent you back on the dragon boat, and a day without seeing you feels like a distance..."
He stopped talking in the middle of the sentence, it was enough and it was not worth wasting any more saliva.
Pearl turned red and turned into a prawn, "During this period, I asked Eunuch Mo several times. You are too busy and don't have time to have tea."
Shen Zishu also laughed. His brother was still very cold-blooded when teasing girls, and Pearl was pitiful when he was obsessed with all sorts of things.
"I don't know if it's you. If you know, I'll take the tea too." Fu Jingheng stood up and said, "I'm curious, with whom she gave birth to Jiu'er. Her dark eyes don't look like mine. Changlin's pupils look like mine."
Zhu'er didn't cover her up any more, confessed, and said directly: "Liancheng. Her chamberlain."
"Yeah. Okay." Fu said to Zishu, "Jiu'er's surname is Lian. Lian Jiu'er. The name is quite good."
Zishu said, "It's better than Fu. Are you going to explain it to your sister-in-law?"
"Did I laugh?" Fu asked.
Zishu said, "The smile is quite obvious. Congratulations on redressing your injustice and your innocence remains."