Wait a minute, heroine

At the beginning of winter in the tenth year of Jianwu, a light snowfall fell on the banks of the Nanxun River. The ladies and ladies of Wende Bridge and the peddlers and footmen of Tianshui Bridge all rushed out of their homes and admired the city's silver-clad scenery in the riverside streets.

By the river not far from Tianshui Bridge, there is a large house with the charm of a water town, located among the buildings. Several maids are lying on the windows of the observation building facing the river, admiring the snow scenery, while Xiu He stands at the door quietly and resentfully, watching. Walking along the pedestrian street with people coming and going, I secretly complained about my young lady who had forgotten her maid after having a new love.

The house is located in an area where wealthy businessmen gather. The front door is not very impressive. Originally, there was a plaque with the name "Yefu" on it.

But a certain nobleman in the palace saw it while wandering around and thought it was a bit uncouth, so he wrote the word "Wu'an" himself. The handwriting was quite decent and nothing remarkable. However, the officials in the capital who recognized the handwriting generally looked at it when they passed by. You have to get off your horse and sedan chair and raise your hands to salute before you dare to leave.

As the saying goes, Xiuhe is the seventh-ranking official in front of the prime minister. As the emperor's personal title of Wu'anhou, the deputy commander of the Black Yamen, and the housekeeper of the eight contemporary leaders, she is also the chief financial officer of Honghua House. She can be regarded as a heroine who can dominate the world with both black and white.

But Master Ye and Sanniang were not there, and no one came to visit. In the past two months, Xiuhe was almost depressed. After looking at Fu Shi in front of the door for a long time, Chen Biao from the escort agency suddenly came from the pedestrian street. Coming at a trot, Yaoyao opened his mouth and said:

"Xiuhe, Prince Jing's ship has arrived at Jiang'an Pier. Many people are there to pick up people. My boss asked you to pack up your place and arrange a carriage to pick up the young boss..."

Xiuhe's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she was about to go out immediately, but found a girl suddenly appeared around the corner of the house.

The girl is Ping'er, dressed as an ordinary maid, with a small round face, and she looks cute and brainless. Because she wanted to be a supervisor and help the leader supervise the leader's wife and young lady, she successfully offended the leader's wife and was left in the capital to take care of her. I stayed in the courtyard of Shuanggui Lane for two months, and Xiuhe and I were in the same boat.

Two days ago, Luo Ning and Xue Baijin passed by by boat and went back to Shuanggui Alley with them. They told her that Ye Jingtang would be back soon and told her to take good care of the young lady and supervise her homework every day.

As the leader's confidant, Ping'er was naturally concerned about this matter and would come to the door every day to block the young lady. When she heard that the Night Terror Hall was back, she naturally showed up.

Xiuhe met Ping'er twice. He immediately waved and called Ping'er into the carriage and headed out of the city together...

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Outside Yun'an City, Jiang'an Pier.

Several large ships loaded with soldiers were anchored by the windy and snowy river.

The imperial troops who came to inquire had already cleared the dock and stood solemnly on the river bank.

A luxurious chariot with horses and horses was parked on the pier, and several courtiers were waiting respectfully under the boat.

Dongfang Liren, who had put on a silver python robe and a white fox fur, raised his eyes on the deck and looked at the majestic Kyoto where he grew up in the distance. A feeling of being in another world flashed through his eyes.

The Queen Mother dressed up as a female official and walked silently behind her. She felt more in her heart than Dongfang Liren and didn't want to get on the carriage back to the palace.

But happy times are always short-lived, and those who should go back must go back. Although they can no longer get along day and night like they did in the past two months, at least the bold and erotic guard is still here.

After the Queen Mother glanced back at the ship building, she suppressed the distracting emotions in her heart and followed Dongfang Liren down the steps slowly.

In the ship building, everyone who had returned from a long journey breathed a long sigh of relief.

Many black yamen chiefs carried Shang Jianli and She Long, who were recovering from injuries, off the ship. Although the trip was quite dangerous, they were able to escort Prince Jing back safely, and they would inevitably be promoted to higher ranks in the future. Everyone had joy on their faces.

In the room behind the boat building, Ye Jingtang was lying on the pillow, exposing his broad back, and Fan Qinghe was sitting elegantly beside him, pulling out the silver needle inserted in his back.

Ye Jingtang's shoulder can only be regarded as a flesh wound, which is not very serious. However, despite the injury, he continued to fight hard and consumed a lot of energy and blood. The bathing in fire scene almost stopped. After boarding the ship, he basically lay in the room to recuperate. , acupuncture, diet therapy and various conditioning.

Although Fan Qinghe was not good at fighting, he was very easy to take care of with food and nourishment, and applied acupuncture and medicine on time. He could not be called gentle and affectionate, but he was definitely professional.

Night Terror Hall didn't want to move for the first few days, but then his body gradually recovered and he wanted to visit everywhere.

But Fan Qinghe was afraid that fighting with the girl and kissing and touching her would affect his recovery, so he asked him to recharge his batteries and move around less, and even gave him a warning on the boat.

Seeing that his condition was so serious, Benben and Sanniang naturally did not dare to disturb him. They only secretly visited the door a few times every day. Naturally, the same was true for the Queen Mother and Lu Xianzi.

Xiao Yunli really wanted to hear the story of the bloody battle with Duan Shengji, but she was afraid that her sister and aunt would say she was ignorant, so she just stayed on the boat practicing sword skills.

Because the girls didn't dare to disturb him, there were only disobedient birds on the whole boat. They sneaked in through the window every day, pretended to coo and comfort him, and then secretly ate the snacks prepared for him.

Ye Jingtang lay in the room and amused himself by playing with the big bird every day. It was indeed a bit boring, but it was not easy to go against Doctor Fan. After working hard for ten years, he saw the ship arriving at the Jiang'an pier, and he was secretly relieved. tone, turned his head and asked:

"I feel like nothing's wrong. I can walk around when I get home, right?"

Fan Qinghe pulled out the silver needle, felt his pulse again, and said softly:

"The injury is nothing, but you still need to recuperate and recuperate, and don't indulge in lust. 'Jing, Qi, and Shen' are one body. Spirit is born from qi, and qi is born from essence. The recovery of the bathing in fire diagram is very fast, but the consumption of essence and blood is too high. If you don't pay attention, After recuperation and recovery, there is a possibility of premature aging.”

Don't indulge in lust...

When Ye Jingtang heard that he wanted to quit sex, he couldn't help but hesitate a little:

"Well...I heard that recharging one's energy must be done in moderation. You can't indulge in sexual pleasures, and you can't hold back..."

Fan Qinghe is a doctor, so he naturally understands the meaning of these words. Although his daughter's family is a little embarrassed to say this, they still responded seriously:

"Based on your physical condition, these days, you can only have sex with your wife once a day, and no more."

Ye Jingtang was relieved when he heard this and nodded.

Fan Qinghe pursed his lips, probably guessing what Ye Jingtang was thinking, and warned again:

"You can't deliberately suppress it just for the sake of enjoyment, one day at a time or something like that. That's very harmful to your body..."

"..."

Ye Jingtang felt that this conversation was a bit too in-depth, and it was really not appropriate for Miss Fan to give advice to a daughter. Seeing that the needles were removed, he sat up and put on his robe:

"With Miss Fan supervising me, how could I not pay attention to my health? Get off the boat."

As the eldest daughter of the Yellow Flower, Fan Qinghe couldn't say too much. She stood up and helped Ye Jingtang put on her cloak and walked out of the door together.

In the corridor outside the door, Master Xuanji folded her arms and leaned against the window to wait for the Night Terror Hall because she did not want to be polite to the courtiers.

Seeing the two people coming out, Master Xuanji turned around and came to him, looking up and down:

"How about it? Do you want Qinghe and I to carry him down?"

"It's not like I've got half of my foot in the ground and I'm going to have to be carried."

Ye Jingtang had almost recovered and could walk without any problems. He looked at Shuishui, who was standing gracefully in a snow-colored dress. Since Miss Fan was there, it was hard to offend her, so he went to the window to take a look.

After all, Dongfang Liren was the King Jing of the dynasty. When it came to formal occasions, he still had to maintain an imperial air. It was not easy to be affectionate with him. He had already been welcomed by many courtiers, boarded the chariot with the Queen Mother, and was heading to the ship through the window. Overlook.

Ye Jingtang raised his hand and waved, Dongfang Liren nodded in response, and then closed the car window; as for the Queen Mother, because she was sitting in front of her goddaughter, she didn't even dare to look around, so she didn't have much reaction.

Yunli and Sanniang would not be able to follow them to the palace or enter the palace after returning to the capital. At this time, they were waiting on the pier for the carriage from their families to pick them up.

Niaoniao went out for a trip and went to work on time to watch out. He was almost busy from beginning to end, and he was already tired and not as round as when he set out.

Returning to the capital at this time, Niao Niao took Xiao Yunli for a walk on the small streets, eating whatever he saw, just like he did in previous years when he returned home after escorting.

Ye Jingtang was injured and did not want to socialize politely with the courtiers. After the Wangfu carriage slowly drove away from the pier, they disembarked together and came to Sanniang, looking at the familiar pier in the wind and snow.

After returning to the capital, Ye Jingtang's anxious heart in the past few months has finally relaxed. He looked around for a while and suddenly found that there were some warriors walking around in the manor near the dock. There was also a flagpole at the entrance to the mountain with the words 'Qinglian Gang' written on it.

Ye Jingtang was a little surprised and asked: "Didn't Yang Guan find it difficult to survive in the capital and returned to Wuzhou? Why did it open again?"

Pei Xiangjun discovered it just now and asked a few questions. At this time, he shrugged slightly and responded:

"King Wu rebelled and the world was implicated. Now no one dares to form a clique there. Yang Guan has some friendship with you anyway. He came to the capital to develop. As long as he maintains a good relationship with you, no one in the government or the public will dare to touch you. . I just heard from Chen Biao that Yang Guan is now visiting your aunt every day to deliver Wushan ginseng. He also arranges for people to sweep the streets and mop the floors of Tianshui Bridge to change the door. He is more filial than Pei Luo and is like his own son..."

The Night Terror Hall is now famous, so it’s not surprising. He shook his head and chuckled, thought for a while and said:

"Zhang Jinglin's Snow Lake Powder has to flow into various states, and it may not be able to reach the entrance of Honghua Tower alone. Yang Guan has a close relationship with Sanjue Valley, so he and Sanjue Immortal can open the way to Wuzhou."

The imperial court outsourced Xue Hu Powder to the Pei family. Before Pei Xiangjun left, he had arranged for the establishment of a medicine shop. Now I am afraid that it is almost completed. The next step is to flow to various parts of the Wei Dynasty through various channels and become the treasure of Jianghu people. Comes with standard medications.

The territory of the twelve states of the Wei Dynasty is too large, and it is impossible to cover all counties and counties just by relying on various halls. It will definitely need partners to distribute it. Naturally, she has no objection to this arrangement.

Master Xuanji stood nearby as a bodyguard for Ye Jingtang. He was not interested in the business at all. He was just looking at Xiao Yunli who was chasing birds everywhere.

When Fan Qinghe heard these chats, he felt that he couldn't keep eating and drinking for free when he came to Dawei and asked Ye Jingtang for living expenses, so he interjected:

"Preparing Xuehu Powder requires a lot of medicinal materials. I'll write a letter to the Dongming Department. If you need anything, you can just arrange for someone to go outside the customs to bring it back. Also, being a druggist can't just sell one medicine. The Dongming Department has many secret recipes. If you need it, I can give you a few of them and sell them with Xuehu San..."

Pei Xiangjun was naturally happy with this, and immediately communicated with Fan Qinghe about the partnership.

After a few people waited at the pier for a while, a motorcade came over the official road. Xiuhe and Ping'er were sitting on the carriage, and the bodyguards were in front of them. There was also a horse at the front, with a fat scholar sitting on it. , began to howl from afar:

"Third aunt! You are finally back. You don't know. I asked my mother for money to buy some clothes. She said that the monthly payment is yours, but she didn't dare to give it..."

Pei Xiangjun was talking with a smile, and when he heard Pei Luo's loud voice, he remembered that she was still the master aunt of Night Jingtang. He quickly resumed his posture as the head aunt, folded his hands on his waist, and said in a deep voice:

"How is it appropriate to shout and yell in public? Is this how you learned to behave in the academy?"

Pei Luo dismounted halfway, ran over with his winter robe, and began to complain to the Night Terror Hall:

"Brother Jing, please comment. I am seventeen this year. Do I have to spend money on food and clothing in the academy? Do I have to spend money to make friends and favors? It's only ten taels of silver a month, which is not much. , How am I going to live like this? Fortunately, the third aunt is back, otherwise the barbarians from Beiliang will come to White Horse Academy in a few days, and I will be able to throw people into the enemy's country..."

Ye Jingtang actually felt that ten taels of pocket money a month was already too much. When he was in Honghe Town, he only had fifty taels of pocket money a month, which was not enough for even a bird.

But he is not the head of the Pei family, he is just the sworn brother of Pei Luo. It is not appropriate to say more or less. At the moment, he just acted like he was surprised and asked curiously:

"Beiliang Mangzi? Why do people from Beiliang go to the academy?"

Peiro took out a folding fan from his waist, shook it in his hand, and sighed:

"Every year, envoys from Beiliang come to pay homage to the Holy Emperor, and by the way they bring some talented young people with them. They say they come to ask for advice and study, but in fact they come to show off their power to our great Wei Dynasty. Although our academy is not as good as the Imperial Academy, it has been passed down for hundreds of years. I will definitely come and take a look then.

"Brother Jing, think about it. When the people from Beiliang come over, my fellow classmates will all have five-flowered horses and golden fur coats. They wear gold and white jade belts around their waists and have purple gold crowns with phoenix wings on their heads. I am standing alone in the middle. Not to mention wearing gold and jade, not even a single belt has a flower on it.

"When people look at my appearance, they think, my dear, my clothes are so simple and I am incompatible with my classmates. If he is not a person seeking fame and reputation, he must be a person who does not show off his talent. Then he must be named to let me write poems and poems to show his inner talents.

"In addition to my belly being full of fat, what else do I have in my belly? Isn't it embarrassing for the whole Wei Dynasty to be full of filth and dregs?"

"puff--"

Fan Qinghe was still pretending to be a female elder and was walking behind silently. Hearing these words, he couldn't hold it back and sneered. He quickly covered his lips, his shoulders trembled, and he made a sound of "clucking~", which was quite suppressed. Uncomfortable.

And Master Xuanji, who has always been very fair, also turned his eyes and showed approval:

"Young Master Pei is so humble. His eloquence does not sound like that of an ignorant person."

Zhe Yunli hugged Niaoniao and nodded like he was pecking at rice: "Indeed, his voice and emotion are both rich and powerful. If he were to be a storyteller, he would definitely be a famous writer of his generation."

Pei Xiangjun also feels that Pei Luo has indeed made progress in the past few months. He can even write a few sentences about crying about poverty and asking for money. Then he waved his hands and said:

"Okay, for the sake of your progress, go to Wutong Street to buy some outfit, and then go back to the academy as soon as possible."

Pei Luo achieved his goal, without saying any nonsense, he folded the folding fan and handed it over directly:

"Goodbye nephew."

Then he turned around, led the horse and ran away.

Pei Xiangjun rubbed his forehead, not knowing what to say.

Ye Jingtang had been holding back the truth for a long time, but he had to pay attention to his manners in front of the girl so as not to burst into laughter. After Pei Luo left, he raised his hand slightly and said:

"Let's go home. Pei Luo is only a year or two younger than me, so I can actually give him more pocket money."

"Can he compare with you? You earned all your money by yourself, and you have to be careful about how much you spend and how little you spend. He has no idea about money. If you don't let him live a hard life, no matter how much wealth he has, he can throw it into the water. If you can't hear the sound, don't secretly give him money..."

"Know it……"

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On the other side, inside the imperial city.

Snowflakes were flying outside the window, and because there was a fire tunnel under the royal study, the ground dragon was burning, so the temperature in the room was not cold. Several palace ladies even wore light autumn skirts and were arranging memorials in front of the desk.

On the soft couch in the middle, the Empress of the Wei Dynasty was wearing a bright red house skirt, leaning against a small case, her bare feet huddled under the hem of her skirt, and she was reading through the folds in her hand. The whole palace could only hear the soft sound of paper turning.

After being quiet for an unknown amount of time, footsteps were heard from the Thousand-Step Corridor outside, as well as words coming from far and near:

"Your Majesty is in the study?"

"Yes. At the court meeting this morning, the courtiers praised His Highness. His Majesty Longyan was so happy that he even sang a tune when he moved to Changle Palace..."

"Oh? This is a strange thing. What did the courtier praise me for?"

"I praise His Highness for his good luck. He spent a lot of money to raise a bunch of idlers, but in the end he raised a pillar of the country like Mr. Ye..."

"??"

…

The corners of the Empress Wei's lips were slightly raised, and without raising her eyes, she knew that Li Ren must be taking a deep breath and looking annoyed with his bulging head.

Soon, footsteps came outside the hall.

As soon as the light in front of the door dimmed, Dongfang Liren, dressed in a silver python robe, came to the door and bowed:

"elder sister."

The Empress of the Wei Dynasty put down the zhezi and tilted her head slightly to indicate to her side:

"come in."

Dongfang Liren took off the white fox fur from his shoulders and entered the study. Because he hadn't seen his sister for a long time, he was a little cautious. He came and sat down in front of him and looked at his complexion first:

"Sister, is your health feeling better?"

"You've been fine for a long time. How do you feel about going out this time?"

"Well, I don't feel much, I just did a lot of things..."

Dongfang Liren couldn't wait to give a brief summary of his travel experience. In summary, it was nothing more than following the Night Terror Hall, fighting all the way. After she finished speaking, she said seriously:

"Yejingtang is the orphan of King Tianlang, but he is not greedy for power and is devoted to the Wei Dynasty. In order to cure the Queen Mother, he almost died in the snowy mountains. Even though he was injured, he still took risks to investigate the smuggling case, and his hand was cut off. If the traitor Ji is not rewarded heavily, I am afraid that the courtiers will feel chilled..."

When the Empress of Wei saw that her sister could only say a few words, she began to ask for rewards from Ye Jingtang. Her eyes were filled with helplessness:

"I have my own mind on rewards and punishments. Do I still need you to remind me?"

Seeing this, Dongfang Liren stood up and came forward, pinching her sister's shoulders:

"I'm just asking casually. Ye Jingtang put in a lot of effort during this trip. His injuries haven't healed yet. He's still recuperating in the house. I can see all the credit..."

The Empress of the Wei Dynasty shook her head secretly, and after waiting for a long time for Li Ren to blow the pillow wind to ask for her reward, she said, "I know, how can I make the hero feel cold." Then she looked at her sister in a blink of an eye and asked:

"You've been out for two months and you've been getting along with Ye Jingtang day and night. Have you made any progress?"

progress?

Dongfang Liren blinked and asked doubtfully: "What's the progress?"

The Empress of Wei looked a little helpless, raised her body slightly, and leaned into Dongfang Liren's ear:

"Did you and him..."

After Dongfang Liren heard this clearly, his face suddenly turned red and he sat upright:

"Sister, who do you think I am? He and I are not married, how could I do such immoral things?"

?

The Empress of Wei moved her red lips slightly and her eyes were complicated:

"You and Night Terror Hall have been away for two months and nothing happened?"

Dongfang Liren actually felt a little guilty, because last time at Broken Dragon Platform, Ye Jingtang had the audacity to press her down and forcefully kiss her once, but she had not punished him yet. But she really did not do anything else, so she said confidently:

"I'm busy with business, how can I think about this? My sister thinks I'm out touring the mountains and rivers?"

"..."

The Empress of Wei was speechless. She leaned on the soft couch again, turned over the book, and sighed softly:

"Then what are your plans? I will take this opportunity to grant you a marriage?"

Marriage grant...

When Dongfang Liren heard this, his eyes moved and he hesitated a little.

The hesitation is not because she doesn't want to get married, but because she is not young. If the marriage is granted, the clan and her uncle will definitely urge her to get it done before and after the Chinese New Year, and she will be pregnant and give birth to an heir next year.

In other words, as long as she agrees, she will have to sleep with the pervert for a month or two at most, and she will have to call her husband...

She and Ye Jingtang have only known each other for less than a year, and they haven't fully adapted to their relationship. Isn't it a bit too fast to get married like this...

Dongfang Liren pondered for a moment and said softly:

"He and I... Well, let him recover first. When he fully recovers, I will find an opportunity to talk to him about this..."

The Empress of Wei shrugged slightly, but she didn't have any objections to this:

"Okay, you think about it slowly. After Ye Jingtang has finished his housework, let him come into the palace, and I will talk to him about the reward in person."

Dongfang Liren nodded slightly, thought about it and then said:

"Sister, don't force him to accept the marriage. I have my own discretion in this matter."

The Empress of Wei didn't know what to say, so she asked instead:

"How is the Queen Mother? Do you feel better after going out?"

"Much better. On the way back, I practiced hard on the boat all day, and my martial arts improved rapidly. But after getting off the boat today, I was still a little unhappy. I didn't say anything when I entered the palace."

"Alas! The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the city is bustling. Let Master take the Queen Mother out for more walks."

"good……"

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