MTL - After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General-Chapter 39

In the early morning of the next day, as soon as the emperor shouted to disperse the court, Yan Mingting rushed back to the mansion non-stop. It happened that Zhao Yelan was having breakfast, and wondered, "Dismiss the court so early today?"

"Well, we're leaving for nothing." Yan Mingting hurriedly finished his meal and went out.

Zhao Yelan changed into his official uniform, walked slowly to the sedan chair, opened the curtain, and was stunned for a moment: "Why are you here?"

"Send you to the Imperial Academy." Yan Mingting said with a pleasant smile, sitting upright, "I just happen to have nothing to do right now, so I will take your sedan chair and go to Zhong's house."

"You still need a sedan chair? Isn't it faster to ride a horse?" Zhao Yelan walked in dubiously. As soon as he sat down, Yan Mingting ordered the bearer to leave, without giving him a chance to stop.

"I can ride a horse, but what if Aunt Zhong wants to take a sedan chair?" Yan Mingting said eloquently.

Why is Aunt Zhong sitting in your sedan chair? Want to experience a different life?

Zhao Yelan didn't want to argue with him any more, and started talking about business: "Since you're going to Zhong's house, you just have a message for Zhong Yuehong."

"What words?"

Zhao Yelan whispered a few words in his ear.

Yan Mingting was distracted, his warm breath was like the wind on a summer night, light and heavy, making people hot and uncomfortable for no reason. Another faint fragrance brought him back, making his heart itch unbearably. With one glance, he could see his white neck. The neck line was well-defined until it disappeared into the lapel. The protruding Adam's apple was like a glaring sharp weapon. his gates.

"What did you just say?" Yan Mingting unconsciously rolled his Adam's apple and asked.

"Are you deaf?" Zhao Yelan seemed about to get angry.

"The sedan chair was shaking a bit, I didn't hear it clearly." Yan Mingting said with a guilty conscience.

Zhao Yelan was furious, glared at him, and explained again: "If someone in the palace calls her into the palace, you make her like this..."

Yan Mingting was a little hard to understand after listening, and asked uncertainly: "Is it really going to be like this? Isn't this clearly delivered to the door? What if the emperor really likes her?"

"Do you know him or do I know him?"

"...You." Yan Mingting choked, feeling a little bored. It was a perfectly normal answer, but he insisted on tasting something sour from it.

After arriving at the Hanlin Academy, Zhao Yelan didn't let him get off the sedan chair, but directly ordered the bearer to carry him back where he was, and then turned around to go in. He heard the noise inside, and when he got closer, he saw an old scholar arguing with Wang Guisheng. .

He listened to it, but it was nothing more than a bit of a verbal dispute, which somehow got involved in the affairs of the court. The scholar thought that Wang Guisheng was arrogant and arrogant, and Wang Guisheng insinuated that he was pedantic and old-fashioned and did not know how to adapt.

Anyway, the old bachelor's rank and qualifications are higher than most of the people here. Seeing that he, a new Jinshi, is so disrespectful, he is so angry that he almost hangs up. He taught Wang Guisheng a lesson.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Guisheng became the target of public criticism.

Ruan Xian, who had been sitting on the sidelines, saw Zhao Yelan coming, changed his mind, and immediately slipped to his side, asking in a low voice, "What should we do now? Shall we help Wang Guisheng?"

There are many colleagues and seniors on one side, and helpless newcomers on the other. Ruan Xian weighed it in his heart. If he helped the bachelor, everyone else would have already gone to help. At most, everyone would still get along in harmony as before. But if he helped Wang Guisheng at this time, and if he was promoted in the future, he would still miss this friendship, so he might as well give it a go.

"As you wish." Zhao Yelan said flatly.

Aware of everyone's blaming gazes, Wang Guisheng looked around, and then paused for a moment at Zhao Yelan's place, wondering if the other party would also take the opportunity to make things difficult for him. Unexpectedly, the other party and Ruan Xian explained in a low voice, then turned and left the place.

The next moment, Ruan Xian came in with a smile to persuade him, first to appease the scholar, then pretended to be angry, and took Wang Guisheng aside to reprimand him.

As for the follow-up, Zhao Yelan didn't care at all. Anyway, Wang Guisheng's temperament would definitely make him suffer in the officialdom.

Use it if you can, discard it if you can’t.

He walked into the chess player's room and coughed weakly twice: "Sir, I heard you want to play chess with me?"

"Exactly, please come in, my lord!" Chess players welcomed him into the room flattered. A good hand of chess will be cited by him as a confidant.

The two had never played chess before, but when the emperor came to the Imperial Academy, he only played against Zhao Yelan, which made the chess player very curious about the opponent's level, and how brave he was, to beat the emperor in every game?

In the evening, Zhao Yelan walked out of the gate of the Imperial Academy, walked towards the sedan chair, opened the curtain, and froze again: "Why are you still here?"

"Wait for Mr. Zhao to release the government." Yan Mingting said with a smile.

After Zhao Yelan sat down, he saw him poking his head out to look around, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Has the emperor come to see you today?"

"No."

Only then did Yan Mingting sit down again, and said: "Today someone in the palace really came to Xuan Yuehong to enter the palace, but it was the empress."

Zhao Yelan nodded: "It's no wonder the emperor didn't come to the Imperial Academy today, most likely the empress came to see him."

What this said, like the Hanlin Academy is also the first courtyard of the harem, just waiting to be favored. Yan Mingting pouted, and said: "Yue Hong didn't dare to come to the mansion, and went home directly, but sent someone to pass the news to me."

"Go back and talk about it."

In the study, Yan Mingting recounted Zhong Yuehong's deeds today.

The queen posted a post, inviting Zhong Yuehong to the palace to enjoy the flowers. Zhong Yue didn't have much appreciation for the scene of red flowers, willows and greenery, he just listened to the empress babbling there and read some literary poems, although he couldn't understand, but probably meant to praise the beauty of the flowers.

It's really hard to say something, Zhong Yuehong thought.

Until lunch time, the emperor was invited by the queen to have a meal together.

During the dinner, Zhong Yuehong obviously felt two appraising eyes, and her rough eating habits were a bit out of place. She seemed to overturn two dishes nervously.

The queen thoughtfully and generously sent someone to change a few dishes again, and she was able to praise the queen and flatter her as much as possible. Have to laugh straight.

She looked at the emperor again, pinched her thigh in secret, her face flushed slightly, her eyes showed admiration, and she praised the emperor with the same words, but the other party didn't show any expression, just frowned, He ate lightly.

During the dinner, the queen expressed her love for her again, and affectionately called her her younger sister. Zhong Yuehong suppressed the sensuality in his heart, and responded delicately with "sister".

Zhao Xuan paused with chopsticks, saw that she was wearing a fine outfit and wanted to flatter her, she felt indescribably weird, and left Kunning Palace after finishing her meal in a hurry.

"Is this really okay?" Yan Mingting asked, "Are you sure the emperor won't like Yuehong?"

"He is a contradictory person, he doesn't like flatterers, and he doesn't like people who fight for fame and fortune, but he is in a high position, and most of the people around him are these two kinds of people, so he won't like anyone in his heart. As long as he dislikes Yue Hong's flattery, he will also dislike the queen, and then carefully consider the pros and cons of Yue Hong's entry into the palace. In fact, with his heart, he should have already considered it, and he only needs to flick it again , it would be nice to have some help." Zhao Yelan picked up a candle wick, and the flame was rekindled.

Yan Mingting nodded: "Does Yuehong need to do anything else?"

"There have been a lot of outsiders in the city recently, if you have nothing to do tomorrow, take her to patrol." Zhao Yelan said.

"Row."

The next day, the emperor visited the Imperial Academy again in person and summoned Zhao Yelan to play chess.

The two were sitting on one side, Zhao Xuan asked: "I heard that you lost two chess games in a row yesterday, what's the matter?"

Zhao Yelan coughed twice with a pale face, and said with a smile: "There are always back and forth in chess games, how can I always win?"

"You are willing to lose to him, but not to me?" There seemed to be a trace of bitterness and jealousy in the voice.

Zhao Yelan smiled: "Yesterday, my physical condition was not right."

"The weather has been pretty good recently, isn't your health better?" Zhao Xuan asked concerned.

Zhao Yelan shook his head helplessly and smiled: "It's better, but occasionally I get headaches. Your Majesty, let's start."

The round passed quickly, and Zhao Xuan sighed, "Why did you win again?"

"Because Your Majesty is not paying attention." Zhao Yelan picked up the chess pieces and rolled them into the chess box one by one, making a crisp crashing sound.

Zhao Xuan's eyes fell on his slender hands involuntarily, and he said bluntly: "The empress proposes that I accept Zhong Yuehong as my concubine."

"What about His Majesty's own thoughts?"

If we say that we haven't seen Zhong Yuehong yesterday, maybe he will become a concubine in a few days, Zhao Xuan sighed: "I thought she was also a wise person, but yesterday in Kunning Palace, she kept fawning over her." Empress, with vulgar behavior and simple mind, it is really difficult to be the lord of the first palace."

Zhao Yelan stroked the chess pieces and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, you are too greedy. General Zhong is a general after all, you don't think she behaved vulgarly when she was out killing the enemy, but now she wants to be included in the harem, but she wants someone to be gentle and kind." , Independence from the world?"

Zhao Xuan rubbed her brows: "Of course I know the dilemma, but I suspect that she has already been wooed by the empress and intends to climb high. If she really wants to enter the harem by then, wouldn't she be reduced to a fight for favor?"

"Your Majesty said so." Zhao Yelan followed his words, "That would be a great loss for Your Majesty."

"loss?"

"Nowadays the world is at peace, Zhong Yuehong's position as a female general seems to be in vain, and the empress thinks she is an easy **** to win over. If your majesty really summons her into the harem, it's just a favor for the empress, what good will it do to your majesty? Since, Your Majesty, you said that she is simple-minded, it will be difficult for her to gain a foothold in this harem if she does not receive divine grace. But she is also a well-known heroine in the hearts of the soldiers. If you accept her as a concubine, how can you treat their heroine badly? Unless your Majesty, you will always favor her, but can you do it? Besides, there are very few female generals in my dynasty. Now that General Zhong has returned triumphantly, she has become an example among the people. Many women are willing to follow her, if you call her They saw that the indomitable female general was finally destroyed in the backyard of the deep palace because of conspiracy and tricks, and then the hearts of the people and the army will really be lost."

Zhao Xuan frowned, and took a deep look at him: "It seems that you are against her entering the palace."

"yes."

"How do you know she doesn't want to enter the palace? What if she wants to?"

"If you like it, you can't. I've already explained the reasons. Whether you listen or not is up to you, Your Majesty." Zhao Yelan closed the chess box, "I'm not going to accompany Your Majesty because I still have government affairs to do. Chess players please come over."

"Why are you still angry?" Zhao Xuan stopped him amusedly, "Okay, I'm just asking casually. In fact, I already rejected the queen last night, and letting Zhong Yuehong stay in the original seat is the best way." suitable."

"Then why did Your Majesty come to ask about this?" Zhao Yelan looked up at him.

Zhao Xuan thought to himself: Because I want to see you angry.

Ever since Zhao Yan got married and was dismissed, Zhao Yelan always had the look of "you can play however you want". To put it mildly, he was obedient and obedient, but in fact he was disappointed in Zhao Xuan, he could tell .

These days, he has stabilized Chao Gang, but he can't help but miss the days when he and Zhao Yelan talked about everything. Thinking over and over last night, he first thought of Zhong Yuehong's vulgar behavior in the Compassionate Ning Palace, then his mind wandered, and he actually remembered Zhao Yelan's words and demeanor, and fell asleep in a daze. Scenes all night long.

He sacrificed Zhao Yelan in exchange for the stability of the throne, but no matter how ignorant he is, he understands his pity for his people.

Looking at the slightly angry person in front of him who became more and more familiar, Zhao Xuan smiled and asked, "You are very concerned about Nafei?"

Zhao Yelan didn't deny it either, and nodded blatantly. Anyway, he still had a lot of reasons for him to give up accepting Zhong Yuehong as his concubine.

Zhao Xuan didn't ask any more questions, and pulled him back to the chess table to start the second game. Even though he lost the game, he was still in a good mood, but it was getting late and it was time to go back to the palace.

Before leaving, he looked at Zhao Yelan again: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Zhao Yelan blurted out: "Your Majesty, it's time for you to consider the issue of your heirs."

Zhao Xuan's face froze: "What?"

"The election of the showgirls is coming soon, and many people will enter the harem. This is a good opportunity, your majesty, you have to hurry up."

Zhao Yelan heard from Eunuch Gao that Zhao Xuan often stayed in the imperial study at night, and rarely stepped into the harem, and there were only a few concubines in the harem, so he had been on the throne for a year, but still had nothing to do. A while ago, the speech officials were admonishing every day, so they had to start a general election to fill the harem.

He suggested: "If Your Majesty doesn't want to make such a farce like a concubine, you can let the queen give birth to a prince first, so that the prince can be established as soon as possible..."

"Enough! Why are you just like those old stubborn ones!"

Zhao Xuan flicked his sleeves, and left the Imperial Academy in anger. When he was about to reach the palace, he heard a commotion outside, he lifted the curtain and asked, "Why the noise?"

The entourage replied: "Returning to Your Majesty, it seems that General Zhong has captured a fleeing robber, and the people are cheering for her."

Zhao Xuan looked back at the man on the horse in the distance, with long hair flying, and a man **** with a whip, looking very imposing.

He suddenly remembered Zhao Yelan's words: "Not all women in the world are trying to get the grace of God. Some people are good at female celebrities, so naturally there are others who are good at martial arts. The way to be a king is to protect them, not to let them break their own. Heaven and earth."

Zhao Xuan's heart was touched, thinking of the early years when the two of them slept long and sleepy, behind the exhaustion of their devotion, was just to let the common people escape from the former emperor's oppression. When exactly did he turn strategy into the most important thing?

As the sun set, the remaining clouds on the horizon were dyed red.

When Zhao Yelan stepped into the General's Mansion, Yan Mingting greeted him from the lobby, with a hasty look on his face, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"It should be fine." Zhao Yelan guessed that he was waiting for the result.

But Yan Mingting asked: "Why did you come back so late?"

"After chatting with the emperor for a while, he already rejected the queen last night." Zhao Yelan said.

"He really went to the Imperial Academy to look for you?" Yan Mingting straightened his expression, "Did you only talk about Yue Hong?"

"Yeah." Zhao Yelan sat down, took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, seeing that he didn't seem to believe him, he thought about it, and added, "There's also the matter of the dragon's heir."

"Dragon Si?" Yan Mingting immediately moved to his side.

"En." This is the lobby, Zhao Yelan didn't want to talk too much about the royal family, so as not to be overheard by interested people, got up and walked to the study, but heard a burst of brisk footsteps behind.

He turned his head, and saw Yan Mingting walking three steps, running back two steps, back and forth like this, very much like a fool about to be beaten.

"what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just think... the dragon's heir is good, the dragon's heir is really good, how could the emperor not have a dragon's heir!" Yan Mingting laughed loudly.

"Keep your voice down." Zhao Yelan immediately covered his mouth, and glanced at the servants who came and went in a hurry, "Aren't you afraid that others won't hear you talking about the royal family?"

Yan Mingting pressed his wrist, but didn't take it away immediately, rubbed it nonchalantly, and said with a smile: "Master Zhao taught you the lesson."

When he spoke, his lips parted slightly, and his lips touched the palm of his hand. Zhao Yelan quickly withdrew his hand, and continued walking with his hands behind his back.

Yan Mingting stared at his back with a smile on his face for a moment, then suddenly said: "Mengting, you are now in the same hands and feet."

"...What's none of your business?" Zhao Yelan paused, turned around and gave him a hard look, but seeing the inexplicable cunning in his smile, he suddenly realized that he was walking with his hands behind his back - his hands behind his back! Where did they come from the same hands and feet!

Yan Mingting leaned against the beam, looked at him and smiled: "Mengting, where did your thoughts go?"