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The Turks were retreated, but Feng Shuo didn't stop there. In the next few months, he led his troops to attack the Turkic royal court, made the Turks bow down and signed a treaty that would not fight again for a hundred years.

In order to facilitate the containment of the Turks, Daxuan returned Ogusdan, who had no support from the mother clan, back to the Turks to inherit the throne.

In order to compete for resources within the Turks, there has been constant friction. The Ogusdan mother clan was destroyed by the second prince. If he wants to secure the throne, he can only get support from Daxuan.

Although Jiang Yanyi is in the capital, but because her business network spreads all over Daxuan, and even extends outside the customs, she can know immediately if there is any movement in Xizhou.

The essence of the outbreak of war in this era is that the basic needs of the people cannot be met.

Turkic tribes rely on grazing for their livelihood. After winter, the grassland is covered with heavy snow, and the hay stored in summer and autumn cannot afford too much cattle and sheep.

It's a pity that transportation was not developed in ancient times, otherwise the tourism industry would develop on the grasslands, and those nomads should be able to make a living by it.

With the idea of ​​giving it a try, she asked the caravan to go to the grassland to buy wool, and every household raised at least dozens of cattle and sheep for herding on the grassland. Like the nettle cloth in Guannei, the price is much lower than that in Guannei.

Whether the purchased wool is processed into daily clothes or woven into wool blankets, it can at least double the original price of wool dozens of times.

Jiang Yanyi didn't know much about ready-made clothes and cloth, so he only worked as a middleman supplying wool.

It is also unintentional to plant willows and willows to make shade. After the merchants discovered the business opportunity of low-cost wool on the grassland, they rushed to the grassland to collect wool, and directly fried the price of wool. Wool " and wool products have become an important source of income for grassland herdsmen.

Turkic tribes have always attached importance to armed forces to deal with wars between tribes and foreign tribes at any time. Now they don’t need to fight for survival. Few young and middle-aged people are willing to join the army. After all, is it not good to make money by raising a few sheep at home?

*****

The winter in the capital is not as cold as in Xizhou, so that winter turns to spring, and summer is about to enter in a blink of an eye. Jiang Yanyi didn't realize how long time had passed.

In the past half a year, Feng Shuo has been busy completely subduing the foreigners. The Ruyi Building in the capital has been opened. She is also busy teaching Mr. Xue how to deal with some business problems. Now Mrs. Xue can completely take care of herself. You can be a hands-off shopkeeper completely.

When I have free time, I will study a few new dishes and make them for the empress dowager to try, and occasionally go to the noodle shop for okra and blacksmith's children.

When Xizhou was attacked, she received a letter from the blacksmith to the capital, asking Huo Jianjia to take people to pick them up on the road.

Thanks to Huo Jianjia, the okra was growing on the way, Huo Jianjia galloped to a nearby town and caught a doctor to deliver the okra. The mother and daughter were safe.

When Feng Shuo settled Xizhou down, the fleeing people had already arrived in Yuzhou, Mrs. An Shao was still in confinement, so she temporarily settled in Yuzhou, An Yongyuan escaped from death and recovered his life, his injuries were so good that he could get out of bed So he rushed over to meet Mrs. An Shao without stopping.

After Qiukui gave birth to confinement, she came to the capital with the blacksmith to look for Jiang Yanyi. Mrs. An Shao also wanted to come to the capital to see Jiang Yanyi, but An Yongyuan was injured, so she only asked Huo Jianjia to bring some gifts for Jiang Yanyi.

It was a night of thunder and lightning, and heavy rain.

Jiang Yanyi was half asleep and half awake when he heard the wind blowing open the window, and the window leaves hit the wall with a loud bang.

Jiang Yanyi called Chen Yu several times, but Chen Yu who was sleeping outside didn't respond to her, so she had to get up and close the window by herself.

When he turned around, he found a person standing at the door.

The candle left in the corner of the room was probably blown out by the wind first, and the whole room was pitch black, only when the lightning struck, it was as bright as day.

Jiang Yanyi has been very indifferent these days, but when he saw the familiar tall and straight figure, his eyes were astringent, "Feng Shuo?"

"Woke you up?" Feng Shuo took off the dripping cloak and hung it on the wall.

Jiang Yanyi once thought he was dreaming, and walked over to help him remove his armor, touched his cold black iron wrist guard, and was convinced that everything in front of him was real.

She couldn't resist hugging his strong waist from behind: "It's really you..."

Feng Shuo turned around, lowered his head slightly and leaned against her forehead, rubbed the tip of her delicate nose lightly with his tall nose and asked, "If it's not your husband, who else?"

Probably recalling some unpleasant memory, he suddenly hugged Jiang Yanyi tightly, as if afraid of her being snatched away by others.

The chill of the rainy night spread to Jiang Yanyi's body through the cold iron armor, making her shiver.

Feng Shuo hurriedly pushed her away: "It's raining heavily tonight, so I'm soaked through."

Jiang Yanyi said distressedly: "Why don't you wait for the rain to stop before leaving?"

Feng Shuo paused when he unwrapped his wristband, and after a while, he murmured softly like a sigh: "I miss you."

Jiang Yanyi's eyes were red, and she stood on tiptoe and kissed her.

He didn't care to let go of the untied black iron wristband, and was just thrown to the ground, making a crisp metal impact sound.

Feng Shuo hugged Jiang Yanyi back, and quickly took the initiative. His breath was warm, but his lips were slightly cold, and soon became hot.

It was raining heavily outside the house, and from time to time there was thunderous thunder, and the moment lightning flashed through the window, the house was as bright as day.

A kiss on a rainy night can always bring out more other things, Feng Shuo's hand easily slipped in from the collar of her wide pajamas.

Jiang Yan whispered, and he didn't intend to stop.

"You...you take a shower and change your clothes first, and be careful not to catch a cold. I'll ask the kitchen to cook a bowl of ginger soup for you." Jiang Yanyi patted his "disorderly" hand, his eyes filled with water vapor were misty, and he wore pajamas Wet from the rain on his body, clinging to his skin.

He came back from the rain and was completely soaked.

Feng Shuo looked at her pink lips that were slightly pouty due to grievance and pain, and couldn't help lowering his head to kiss her, the wet kiss spread all the way down from his chin.

There was a light cough from outside, and Jiang Yanyi heard Shen Yu's voice: "My lord, the hot water for bathing is ready."

Feng Shuo held her in his mouth, but didn't intend to make a sound, and even used the tip of his tongue to push her. Jiang Yanyi's ten fingers clenched the skirt of his shoulders, and almost cried out. After a while, he replied on his behalf: "Understood, You go down first, let the kitchen cook a bowl of ginger soup and bring it over."

Chen Yu blushed and exited the outside room and closed the door, Jiang Yanyi hammered Feng Shuo hard: "You bastard!"

Feng Shuo raised his head from her chest, twitched the corner of his mouth, as if to say what is this?He directly picked him up and carried him to the clean room: "It's for the husband, so the princess only knows that the husband is inferior."

***

The Empress Dowager heard that Feng Shuo came back last night, so she got up early in the morning and waited in the courtyard, but Feng Shuo hadn't come to her place to pay her respects until noon.

The nanny who served the empress and concubine smoothed things over: "I heard that the prince returned to the mansion in the middle of the night last night. He must have traveled all night and was very tired. He slept for a while."

The empress dowager watched a table of delicious delicacies made in the kitchen, sighed and said: "Take it away, wait for them to get up, and send Ah Yi a cup of goji berry snow clam soup, that bastard will not be a pain in the ass! "

Jiang Yanyi slept until the afternoon, only to wake up feeling sore all over her body, grinning in pain even when turning over, and hungry.

She looked at someone who was sleeping soundly with one arm across her waist, angrily threw his hand away, and just as she struggled to get up, she was hooked around her waist and dragged back.

Feng Shuo closed his eyes and kissed her on the shoulder, his voice was a little hoarse as if he had just woken up, and he was unspeakably provocative: "It's already this hour, mother concubine knows that we won't go to say hello today."

It's okay if he didn't mention this, but Jiang Yanyi was even more ashamed when he mentioned it. She twisted the soft flesh on the inside of his arm and pinched hard: "How do you tell me to see my concubine in the future?"

Finally, Feng Shuo lazily opened his eyelids, and gently rubbed and caressed the ambiguous red marks on her shoulders and neck with his fingertips: "We are trying our best to let the concubine mother hug her grandson as soon as possible, the concubine mother will only be happy."

Jiang Yanyi found that this guy could always refresh her perception of shamelessness.

She couldn't bear the hunger, after she got up to wash and wash, Chen Yu brought the snow clam soup, saying that it was brought by the emperor and concubine, Jiang Yanyi was so ashamed and angry.

It is said that Xiaobie is better than a newlywed. During the three days of her and Feng Shuo's wedding, maybe someone was busy during the day, and would only be reckless at night.

Coming back now, Jiang Yanyi's voice has been hoarse for half a month.

The servants of the palace soon discovered that their wise and mighty prince slept in the study for several days.

*****

Now that the world is in peace, Feng Shuo has made great achievements in battle, the praise of him has long overshadowed the infamy of the past, as the most qualified candidate for the throne, Feng Shuo is almost popular.

The enthronement ceremony was originally scheduled to be held that year, but later because of the Turkic invasion, Feng Shuo rushed to the battlefield, which delayed the enthronement ceremony.

With half a year to prepare, the former officials in the capital who wanted to please Feng Shuo mustered 12 energy to plan.

On the day of her ascension to the throne, Jiang Yanyi was called up early in the morning to dress up the queen's gown. Whether it was makeup, hair bun or clothing, it was even more cumbersome than the day she got married.

The base of the gown is black, and it is rare for ordinary women to have black gowns, and it is difficult to suppress such a deep and atmospheric color. The embroiderer in the palace spent half a year embroidering the multicolored 碆 on the gown Di Wen, Pi, New York, Yue, Pei, and Shou are all embroidered with the same embroidery pattern as Feng Shuo's dragon robe, which is solemn and magnificent.

The maid tied up Jiang Yanyi's bun, and when she was about to "insert" the golden phoenix stepper, Feng Shuo took the stepper and inserted it into Jiang Yanyi's bun with her own hands, looking at her in the mirror who was full of makeup and beautiful , slowly said: "From today on, you are my queen, Ah Yi."

Jiang Yanyi also looked at him in the bronze mirror, smiling like a dimple and said: "I don't care what your identity is, I only know that you are my husband."

Feng Shuo also raised the corner of his lower lip: "Naturally."

According to the ancestral law and etiquette system, before enthroning, the emperor must first offer sacrifices to the Heaven and Earth Ancestral Temple. The officials of the Ministry of Rites have already arranged everything at the Taimiao. Baiguan.

At the auspicious time, dozens of big drums and chime bells rang in Taimiao Square. Jiang Yanyi and Feng Shuo walked side by side to the altar.

There are more than a hundred stone steps leading to the altar from the square. Feng Shuo walked up slowly but firmly holding Jiang Yanyi's hand. The hem of the gold-embroidered clothes of the two dragged down the stone steps for a long time. There seems to be faint light and shadow floating below.

At this moment, Jiang Yanyi seemed to be able to sense Feng Shuo's thoughts. She was his wife, and he wanted to take her to accept these honors, whether it was admired by Wan Jing or worshiped by hundreds of officials.

Arriving at the altar, a waiter immediately offered three sticks of incense to Jiang Yanyi and Feng Shuo respectively.

The ceremonial officer sang: "Bai——"

Jiang Yanyi and Feng Shuo bowed to heaven and earth three times, and the officials below followed suit.

When the ceremonial officer asked him to pay homage to the ancestral temple, Feng Shuo said, "Two stupid tyrants are not worthy of my worship."

The ceremonial officer was dumbfounded, never expecting that the new emperor would not cooperate at this time, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he skipped this link and hurriedly directed the waiters to take the incense in their hands, "insert ’ to Fang’s censer.

Feng Shuo turned around, and said to Haoran and the civil and military officials, "At that time, aliens invaded, harassed our rivers and mountains, and slaughtered our people. Consolation to the ancestors. Therefore, from today onwards, I should bow to self-examination, be diligent and self-disciplined, respect the heaven and the earth and worship the ghosts and gods, and honor the community and protect the myriads of people, so as to pray for the eternal prosperity of my country." 1

Civil and military officials knelt down and shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

As if there was a breeze blowing on his face, Jiang Yanyi slightly glanced sideways at the man standing beside him. He was more dazzling than the sun.

After paying homage to the ancestors of heaven and earth, the last step of the grand ceremony - ascension to the throne - is held in the Golden Luan Hall.

Jiang Yanyi and Feng Shuo went in sedan chairs, while the officials went from the Jinshui Bridge to the Meridian Gate Square to wait quietly. Civil and military officials stood on the east and west sides of the imperial road.

After the sound of the drum to enter the hall, all the officials entered in order according to their official positions. After the official who presided over the ceremony shouted and saluted, he performed five prostrations and three kowtows.

A phoenix chair was placed next to the dragon chair, Jiang Yanyi and Feng Shuo received this great gift together, and the enthronement ceremony was considered complete.

Jiang Yanyi was led away from the side room by the little eunuch, while Feng Shuo rewarded the meritorious officials according to their merits, completing the award that was over half a year late.

Jiang Yanyi's residence is Kunning Palace, and the people from the House of Internal Affairs have taken care of it early.The empress dowager is already the empress dowager, probably because there are too many bad memories in the palace, the empress dowager does not want to go back to live in the palace, she also said that she wants to go to Mount Wutai to practice after everything is settled.

Jiang Yanyi was the only mistress in the palace, and the palace people naturally all sharpened their heads to follow Jiang Yanyi.

Jiang Yanyi went to Kunning Palace to look around, and he could only feel that he still underestimated the enjoyment of the ancient royal family. The whole palace is magnificent, but the most inconspicuous window lattice is also made of rosewood.

"The head of the House of Internal Affairs said that all the ornaments in Kunning Palace are re-selected from the warehouse. When you live in it, it's like living in a new house." Chen Yu whispered to Jiang when there was no one around.

Jiang Yanyi suddenly said gloomyly: "You said, how many people died just to live in such a gorgeous palace, and how many resentful souls are trapped in this palace?"

Chen Yu was covered in goosebumps by Jiang Yanyi's words, and his whole body was about to curl up into a ball, and said miserably: "Mother, you...don't scare the servants!"

Seeing her frightened like this, Jiang Yanyi laughed heartlessly: "Look, I scared you, Chen Yu, you have the guts of mung beans, you can't do it in the palace."

Chen Yu felt wronged and should be.

On the first day of court, Feng Shuo had a lot of government affairs to deal with, and only Jiang Yanyi had dinner for himself.

During the day, she still scares Chen Yu, but at night, she sits on the phoenix couch and reads, because she is not used to being surrounded by a bunch of unfamiliar people, only Chen Yu is left in the hall.

When I was halfway through the book, the candle on the high stand suddenly trembled, and the hall was quiet, only the sound of my own flipping the book could be heard.

But Jiang Yanyi always felt that there was something staring at her in the dark place where the candlelight couldn't reach, and her words to scare Chen Yu during the day also echoed in her mind over and over again.

Jiang Yanyi closed the book and said: "Chen Yu, go and call some more maids in."

Chen Yu asked in confusion: "What's wrong, Niang Niang?"

Jiang Yan said uncomfortably: "Bengong... I want some people to squeeze their shoulders and beat their legs."

Soon a few court ladies came into the palace, some squeezed their shoulders, some beat their legs, other than that they didn't make any sound.

Even though he was surrounded by crowds of people, Jiang Yanyi still felt panicked.

She held a travel book and pretended to read it, but didn't read a word, and said to the maids: "Say something, I like to be lively."

The little maids hadn't figured out Jiang Yanyi's temper, so they were timidly afraid to speak.

Jiang Yanyi said, "It's fine to just laugh a few times."

I was afraid of offending my master with inappropriate words when I spoke, but I couldn't laugh, so the little maids laughed stiffly.

Their hands were still rubbing and pressing on their bodies. Hearing the creepy laughter, Jiang Yanyi's heart became even more frightened, and he quickly sent out a few more court ladies.

When Feng Shuo came, he found that the entire Kunning Palace was brightly lit, and someone in summer was reading by candlelight with a thin quilt on his head.

Feng Shuo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why don't you rest?"

Basically, when Chen Yu came to Feng Shuo to look for Jiang Yanyi, he would retreat very consciously, and it was the same tonight.

There were only the two of them in the dormitory, Jiang Yanyi ran slowly, hung himself on Feng Shuo's neck, looked around worriedly, and said, "I've changed places, I'm not used to it."

When she rarely took the initiative, Feng Shuo said with a smile: "Is there anything I'm not used to? I'll live here from now on."

Jiang Yanyi subconsciously said: "Many people died in this Kunning Palace, could it be haunted?"

Feng Shuo was stunned for a full two seconds, then laughed out loud.

Jiang Yanyi also knew that her idea was a bit weird. After all, others said that they wanted to live here, so she was the only one who was worried about whether it would be haunted or not.

Feng Shuo laughed with no intention of restraining himself, Jiang Yan glared at him angrily: "If you laugh again, you will go back to your own bedroom!"

Feng Shuo stopped laughing, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't have a bedroom, I will sleep wherever you sleep."

It's a shame to be ashamed, but Jiang Yanyi still felt sweet when he heard him say that.

Feng Shuo found out that she was timid about those things, so he said: "The place where I lived when I was young is unused, if you don't like Kunning Palace, tomorrow I will ask someone to repair it, and we will live there from now on. .”

Jiang Yanyi knew that he definitely didn't like the bedroom where the emperors lived, so he nodded hurriedly.

Feng Shuo pinched the tip of her nose amusedly: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Jiang Yanyi said stiffly: "I'm not afraid."

Feng Shuo hugged her, and suddenly said: "Ayi, did you bring our wedding dress?"

Jiang Yanyi said blankly, "No."

Feng Shuo frowned: "Why is the dress you wore on your wedding day hanging on the shelf over there?"

Jiang Yanyi felt a chill down his back, and his hair was about to stand on end. He put his arms around Feng Shuo's neck tightly with both hands, and rubbed his feet against his waist: "You...don't scare me!"

Feng Shuo let out a muffled laugh, and Jiang Yanyi realized that he was being tricked, and thumped him fiercely: "Get out, get out! Let you scare me!"

Feng Shuo said, "Aren't you afraid that I'm leaving alone?"

Jiang Yan said stubbornly: "Don't be afraid! I asked Chen Yu to sleep with me."

Feng Shuo directly squeezed her pink fist and brought her into his arms, and said flickeringly: "On the first day my husband ascended the throne, you kicked my husband out, and told her how to stand up to the palace people? It's to scare you. Husband, I will apologize to you for my husband."

Jiang Yanyi snorted: "Tonight, you are on the floor."

At night, Feng Shuo slept on the floor next to the big bed, and suddenly turned over to shake the quilt.

Jiang Yanyi asked him, "What's wrong?"

Feng Shuo said nonsense seriously: "There are mice on the ground."

If there are rats in the Kunning Palace, those people in the House of Internal Affairs may not be free.

Jiang Yanyi turned over and continued to sleep: "Your Majesty is not afraid of mice."

Feng Shuo directly squeezed onto the bed with the pillows, his tone not to mention serious: "Ayi, you still don't know enough about my husband, who is most afraid of mice."

Jiang Yanyi: "..."

Someone profoundly explained what it means to be "shameless, invincible".

She ignored him, and continued to sleep on her back with her back.

Someone moved her into his arms carefully and lightly, seeing that she didn't stop drinking, and was about to steal a piece of incense.

Jiang Yanyi seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and immediately said: "Do your best and sleep on the floor."

Feng Shuo kissed her hard on the face, buried his head in the hollow of her shoulder, and said with a muffled smile, "It's your mouth that moves for your husband."

Jiang Yan was frustrated, seeing that he didn't make any other small moves, so he let him go.

I don't know when, as long as he is by her side, she can sleep very peacefully. As the night gets darker, her breathing gradually becomes more stable.

Feng Shuo, who had been dozing off with his eyes closed all this time, opened them, propped his head on his arms and silently kissed her for a while, kissed her temples, and murmured, "Ah Yi, it's my good fortune to meet you."