MTL - Getting Simulated By The Empress Is Not My Intention-Chapter 96 Moon Festival

  Chapter 96 Moon Festival

  In this way, Zhang Beichen became Wei's foreign minister, and went to court with Wei Chen every day, so Wei Yao naturally asked him to help improve the imperial examination system and run official schools.

   "It's comfortable! This is the feeling of having Zhang Beichen, and you can win while lying down!" Wei Yao was very happy. What she had never done before, Zhang Beichen did it as soon as he came!

  At this time, she received a private message, and Ying Yiren sent her a message on the simulator: "Wei Yao, what's wrong with you? How can you appoint Zhang Beichen as your Wei country's prime minister? Are you crazy?"

  Wei Yao said: "Why not? Is there any rule that says he cannot be the prime minister of Wei? This king is happy!"

  Ying Yiren gritted her silver teeth: "You are too shameless, Zhang Beichen is obviously going to negotiate a peace!"

  Wei Yao: "He came to ask for peace, so the one who asks for peace must not pay conditions?"

  Ying Yiren: "Within one month, you must return Zhang Beichen! Otherwise, war will start! You don't want Zhang Beichen to be caught in the middle, in a dilemma!"

  Wei Yao: "If Zhang Beichen is caught in the middle, he must be very happy."

  Ying Yiren: "??? As the king of Wei, what kind of tiger and wolf words are you talking about?"

  Wei Yao: "Okay, don't be so stingy. This king can return you a city, and you can borrow it for three more months."

Ying Yiren: "Absolutely impossible! Wei Yao, I warn you, don't leave Zhang Beichen in your Wei country for too long! Have you forgotten that in the simulation, people from your Wei country tried to kill Zhang Beichen several times! He is still I have no strength to protect myself!"

  Speaking of this, Wei Yao also became worried. She appointed Zhang Beichen as foreign minister to reform the administration of officials. Already offended all the ministers of the State of Wei over and over again!

  Pang Ming, Gongzi Jiu and others were silent on the surface, maybe they were secretly thinking about **** Zhang Beichen.

   Now the conflict has not been fully aroused, and if it is fully aroused, I will not be able to control it.

  Now that Zhang Beichen is only a four-level cultivation base, if someone is really against him... Wei Yao thought for a while and said, "In a month's time, this king will naturally send someone to **** him back to Qin."

  Ying Yiren: "Okay, I hope you will do what you say!"

   After hanging up the private chat, Wei Yao became distressed.

   "Zhang Beichen can only stay for so long, how can I capture him?" She rubbed her head, "The time is too short!"

  So, she asked the female officer in the palace: "Tell me, if a man and a woman want to enhance their relationship, what should they do?"

  The female officer said: "Your Majesty, you can go to the countryside to gather folk songs, sing songs, hunt together, or hold a banquet."

   "Collecting the wind? It's autumn, and it's too cold to collect the wind. Hunting can be considered, holding a banquet? It's too slow." Wei Yao thought, she couldn't be with Zhang Beichen at the banquet, could she?

   After all, in real time and space, the two have only met each other for a few days.

  The female officer said: "There are also festivals together. For example, the Moon Festival will be held ten days later. There is a folk tradition. Unmarried men and women participate in the Moon Festival together, and get acquainted and fall in love."

   "Moon Sacrifice Festival!" Wei Yao's eyes lit up, as if it was a good idea.

  The Moon Festival is the so-called Mid-Autumn Festival. It's just that it's not called the Mid-Autumn Festival at this time, but a festival to worship the moon.

   During the Moon Festival, people will worship the moon at night and hold various entertainment activities at the same time. Such as performances, lanterns, drinking, singing and dancing.

  Wei Yao took her to the Moon Festival when her mother was still alive. Later, they all lived in the palace and did not participate in such activities again.

   "It's decided like this, to participate in the Moon Festival with Zhang Beichen!" Wei Yao thought to herself, she immediately ordered, and said to the left and right: "To celebrate the harvest this year, the Moon Festival in Daliang City will be more lively."

   "Yes!" The subordinate immediately went to make arrangements.

  …

  Because of being appointed as foreign minister, Wei Yao also gave Zhang Beichen a house, which is near Wei Yao's private garden.

  In the evening, Zhang Beichen was resting on the bed after bathing, when Wei Yao sent a message.

  Wei Yao: "Aiqing, are you asleep?"

  Zhang Beichen: "Just lay down."

  Wei Yao: "Ai Qing has worked hard. My king hasn't slept yet! (Picture, JPG

  In the picture, Wei Yao is lying on the bed in silk pajamas. From the perspective of the picture, you can just see that the plump thing is squeezed to the point of deformation, and it is cushioned by her under her body like a cushion.

  Zhang Beichen was a bit distracted, always posting pictures like this in the middle of the night, okay?

  Zhang Beichen: "My lord, you can't use this to seduce me. Although I promised to be the prime minister of Wei, my job is to be prime minister of Qin!"

  Wei Yao: "Is this king inferior to Ying Yiren? (Picture, JPG

   This time, she stood up straight away, showing off her pair of white and tender jade legs.

  Zhang Beichen: "Everyone has its own merits!"

  Wei Yao: "Hee hee. Zhang Beichen, if you do things for this king, this king will not treat you badly."

   "How about this, the Moon Festival will be in a few days. How about you prepare, let's go to the festival together?"

   "Is this a date?" Zhang Beichen's heart moved, and he said, "Is this okay? What if someone else sees it?"

  Wei Yao: "It doesn't matter, if I pretend to be a little bit, no one will know. Besides, so what if they know, how dare I control my success?"

  Since Wei Yao said no problem, Zhang Beichen said straightforwardly: "Okay, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient!"

  …

   A few days later, the Moon Festival.

  There are traditions of offering sacrifices to the moon in various places, often led by the government, and the people organize festival entertainment together.

  Because of Wei Yao's decree this year, Daliang's Moon Sacrifice Festival was held particularly grandly. The government even offered money to reward those who organized entertainment activities, which attracted many people to participate in the Moon Festival.

  …

  Zhang Beichen changed into a Confucian uniform and stayed in his house.

  Wait until the sun was about to go down, and the servants reported someone to visit.

  He opened the door to welcome Wei Yao in a chest-length skirt.

  The upper body is white, the lower body is green, and a rope is tied around the waist, outlining the exquisite figure.

   Wei Yao still wears some pearl and jade headdresses on her head, and she seems to have specially painted exquisite makeup today, every frown and smile is touching!

   "Your Majesty, why are you here alone? Are there no guards?" Zhang Beichen asked in surprise.

  Wei Yao said with a smile: "Of course, how can I let them bother us! Aiqing, your strength should be able to protect this king, right?"

   "Of course!" Although he only has the strength of the four realms, Zhang Beichen thinks it should not be a problem.

   After all, this is Daliang, the capital of Wei State, and the famous masters are Wei Yao's subordinates. Even in danger, Wei Yao can always use the power of the totem fat to protect herself, so that no major problems will occur.

   "Let's go!" Wei Yao naturally took Zhang Beichen's hand, and the two slipped out quietly taking advantage of the twilight.

   Wei Yao seems generous, but she is still very nervous. As a woman, is it too frivolous to take the initiative to hold a man's hand?

  But she also thought that she and Zhang Beichen had done more exciting things in the simulated time and space, which shouldn't be a big deal.

  Thinking of this, she leaned on Zhang Beichen with peace of mind and went to Daliang City to participate in the Moon Sacrifice Festival.

  On the streets of Daliang, lanterns have been hung. There is an endless stream of pedestrians, among them are many men and women who are in love.

  At this time, Confucian ethics had not been popularized throughout the country, and the folk customs were relatively open. If a man and a woman see each other right, it is possible for something indescribable to happen directly.

   Wei Yao has not been out of the palace for a long time, nor has she participated in such a lively festival, she is as happy as a happy magpie.

   "Zhang Beichen, this pastry looks delicious! Buy it for me!" She now hides her identity and does not claim to be the king.

   Zhang Beichen bought it with money, Wei Yao took a bite and exclaimed, "It's really delicious, let me try it!"

   After finishing speaking, she handed the pastry to Zhang Beichen's mouth, Zhang Beichen bit it down, and she said distressedly: "Don't finish eating it all!"

  After speaking, she hurriedly ate the rest, regardless of the pastry froth still in her mouth.

   "Wow, that lantern looks so good!"

   "What's this? This bamboo cat is so cute! I want it!"

   "Zhang Beichen, that wreath is so beautiful, buy it for me!"

   "Zhang Beichen, look at the sky, the moon is so beautiful!"

   Along the way, Wei Yao was so happy that Zhang Beichen was infected by her lively emotions, and he felt much better.

  The two were chatting and laughing, and had been shopping for nearly an hour.

   At this time, a big and round moon hung in the night sky. Under the moonlight, there was the brightly lit Daliang City, filled with laughter and laughter.

  Zhang Beichen couldn't help feeling that it would be great if every country had such a scene.

  Unfortunately, this is the Warring States Period, and the world is full of wars. It's rare to see a scene like this once in more than ten years!

   "Look, Zhang Beichen, they are offering sacrifices to the moon **** over there, let's go there too!" Wei Yao took Zhang Beichen's hand and trotted forward.

  There is an altar here, and on the altar, a statue of the moon **** is enshrined.

  The statue is carved from stone, showing the appearance of a woman with a graceful figure, and the carving has a bit of charm.

  Zhang Beichen doesn't know what kind of **** the moon **** is in this time and space. It might be Xihe from ancient legends, or it might be Chang'e or something.

  Beside the altar, a large group of people surrounded, and many of them were worshiping the moon god.

   In front of the statue of Luna, there is an old woman with a cane.

  She said to the crowd in a hoarse voice: "Sacrificing to the Moon God at the Moon Festival, you can get the blessing of the Moon God! The elderly worship, you can expel diseases; children worship, smart and wise; men and women worship, you can reap love."

  Zhang Beichen laughed inwardly, isn't this the one that benefits anyone who worships?

  Wei Yao heard it, and said heartily: "Let's worship the Moon God!"

  Zhang Beichen had no objection to this, so it was considered an entertainment activity.

  The old woman continued: "One ring coin can be used for offering incense!"

  Huanqin is a kind of round coin with a square hole, which is the predecessor of copper plate.

   "If you can dedicate poems and songs to the Moon God, you will have a better chance of receiving the blessing of the Moon God!"

  After the old woman finished speaking, many people came forward to buy sacrifices with ring money and worship the moon god.

  Zhang Beichen also took out the ring money and worshiped with Wei Yao.

  At this time, the old woman said to him: "The young master is wearing a Confucian uniform, so he must be a student of Confucianism. If you have a sense of elegance, you can present poems to the Moon God, and you may be blessed by the Moon God!"

   "The Moon God only blesses once a year, and those who receive the blessing can have great luck! Maybe they can be named marquis and minister!"

  Zhang Beichen doesn't believe it, because he is now the prime minister of two countries. But Wei Yao found it very interesting and said, "Yes, Zhang Beichen, you are so good, you can try it!"

   Zhang Beichen was thinking, when a young man next to him volunteered, "Let me go first."

  The man was also wearing a Confucian uniform, obviously a disciple of Confucianism. His eyes have always been on Wei Yao, no matter which country or era a beautiful woman is in, she always attracts people's attention.

  The man said: "The bright moon is so bright, it shines on my bed and curtains. I can't sleep because of sorrow, so I take up my clothes and wander around.

  Although it is a joy to travel as a guest, it is better to return early. Going out of the house and wandering alone, who should I tell my worries? The leader returned to the room, and his clothes were stained with tears. "

  After he finished reading, everyone couldn't help applauding: "Good poem!"

  A scholar praised: "Take the moon as the title, showing the meaning of homesickness, brother, you have a good literary talent!"

  The scholar looked smugly, looked at Wei Yao, and asked: "This girl is from the State of Lu, and she is Lu Cheng, a student of the Confucian Academy. Do you have the honor to meet the girl?"

  Wei Yao shook her head directly, grabbed Zhang Beichen's hand and said, "I'm not interested."

  Lu Cheng was rejected, looked at Zhang Beichen, a little upset, and said: "This brother seems to have some skills, why don't you also recite one?"

  Copying poems is a necessary skill for travelers.

  Those Tang poetry and Song Ci are not quite in line with the style of writing of this era. Zhang Beichen just thought of a song, but saw a person standing beside him who seemed familiar.

  He took a closer look and found that he was really an "acquaintance", so he said: "I think this young man also wants to recite poems, let him come first."

  Seeing this, Lu Cheng smiled and said nothing. He felt that Zhang Beichen didn't have the strength, so he deliberately shied away.

  At this time, Wei Yao also saw the person Zhang Beichen mentioned. It was a poorly dressed scholar, very thin.

   Wei Yao whispered in Zhang Beichen's ear: "Isn't that Gongsun Yan?"

   "It seems to be him!" Zhang Beichen nodded.

  Gongsun Yan, appeared in the simulated time and space. He is a native of Wei, and he is proficient in the knowledge of Confucianism, Military School and Legalism.

  When Zhang Beichen was taken away by Han Mengshu to serve in South Korea, Gongsun Yan went to Qin and became the prime minister of Qin.

   In several simulations, he also served as the prime minister of Wei and Zhao, and his attribute value is definitely a gold card.

  The most powerful thing about Gongsun Yan is that he is very good at diplomacy!

   In one simulation, he became a strategist! Although he was defeated by Zhang Beichen in the end, his ability cannot be underestimated because of this.

  Gongsun Yan was taken aback when he saw Zhang Beichen talking about himself, and seeing that everyone was looking at him, he said, "Forget it, then let's recite a poem."

  Speak, he paced and chanted.

"The moon shines brightly at night, prompting weaving to sing on the east wall. Yuheng refers to Meng Dong, how are the stars. The white dew touches the weeds, and the seasons change suddenly. In autumn, the cicadas sing among the trees, and the black bird dies peacefully. In the past, my disciples and I held high to vibrate the six cymbals. Don't think about joining hands, abandoning me like a relic. There are fights in the south and north, and the oxen will not take the yoke. There is no solid rock, so what's the use of regaining a false name?"

   This is a poem lamenting my bad luck and underappreciated talents.

   After Gongsun Yan finished reading, Zhang Beichen immediately exclaimed: "Good poem! Don't you meet your talents?"

  (end of this chapter)