The Ugly Empress《丑娘娘 》Chou Niang Niang
The Ugly Empress vol 1, Chapter 39: Feelings
Teng Yun didn't expect Xue Jun Liang to say that. It's just plain flirting.
But Xue Jun Liang didn't expect that after Teng Yun was stunned, he immediately replied with a smile, “Since emperor doesn't want to offer emergency and enlistment to rebels, it's necessary to send troops to suppress them, but in my opinion, these people are not easy to send. Emperor only needs to send one hundred and eighty thousand soldiers to the outskirts, so it's sure that the robbers can be brought and suppressed together. So we don't miss the draft."
Xue Jun Liang couldn't help but burst out laughing. Even Jiang Yu on the other side laughed.
Xue Jun Liang coughed and said, "Jiang Yu, what are you laughing at?"
Jiang Yu said: “Emperor, this old slave just smiled because the empress is upright and virtuous, but also intelligent and super dust."
Xue Jun Liang just followed Jiang Yu's words and went down the steps. He turned to Teng Yun and said, “One hundred and eighty thousand, I don't think it's anything, but it's more. In this case, I'd better hear your merciless invitation."
Ten Yun paused and said, “After offer army and enlistment to rebels, can these three generals serve under the name of the imperial court official concubine?"
“Oh?"
Xue Jun Liang pondered for a moment and said: “Do you want to fight? Want to recruit people and buy horses?"
“It's not easy to fight, but to cherish these three rare talents, and the three of the He brothers are willing to fall into the grass and become enemies rather than change hands of the master, which shows that they are not easy to accept urgency and enlistment to rebels. The imperial court official concubine is sure to let them only follow for their life."
“So..." Xue Jun Liang said with a smile: “If they are generals and only listens to you, it's nothing if they go swim here."
“His Majesty's golden words."
“It's natural."
Teng Yun said with a smile, “Then I'd like to ask his majesty to lend this imperial consort fifty soldiers."
Xue Jun Liang said: "Fifty? Do you really have a plan? "
The Emperor Xue was now aiming to mobilize only 50 people as long as they are dispatched by Teng Yun within the capital.
Ten Yun has selected 50 guards nearby. These guards were all for the protection of the security inside and outside the imperial city. Their origins were not simple. They have been sent to the palace for training since they were young. It's absolutely possible for them to take on ten for one.
Xue Jun Liang didn't interfere with him, so he asked him to arrange, put on a posture of watching on the wall, and pay attention to the every move of Teng Yun.
Ten Yun first selected soldiers, mobilized ten people to pretend to be rich merchants in the imperial capital, attracted the attention of the three brothers of the He Family, and then chose ten people to sneak up the mountain, while the three He brothers went down the mountain to rob the road, touched the temporary mountain stronghold, and added things to the oils and waters on the thatched roof of the kitchen firewood room.
The three of the He family robbed the way, but they fell into a trap. They were surrounded by ambush soldiers. When they broke through, the caravan of merchants also drew out swords and guns to fight. Although they were grass-roots bandits, their numbers were small and unpredictable, and they were killed unprepared.
He Da Ba was captured alive by the Imperial Guards army. The rest of the brothers were not brave to make mistakes and get caught. The leader of the general asked the three men to surrender. He Da Ba angrily accused them of cheating and not to accept anything other than death.
Teng Yun ordered the bandits to go back.
The three of the He family’s brothers went back to the stronghold angrily. That night, they made a fire to cook. Someone came to bring the water and they didn't pay attention to it. They thought it was someone's carelessness, but unexpectedly, the fire spread rapidly. Everyone rushed out to fight the fire, but at this time, the fire was out of control.
The three of The He family can only knock on the bottom of the pot to gather their brothers and run down the mountain together. At this time, the people of Teng Yun were guarding the entrances of the mountain, waiting for them to rush into the enclosure.
Because the grass bandits escaped from the fire, they didn't bring any fighting weapons. They were all in a mess. No matter how many soldiers there were, they were scared and tried to flee. Teng Yun once again captured the three of the He family brothers with the help of the fifty Imperial Guards army.
The three men were escorted to kneel at the foot of the mountain, watching the fire in the small village, furious, and denounced that the Imperial Guards army was not a man of character, only knowing scheming.
This time, the Imperial Guards leader had been prepared. Teng Yun sent him a letter, asking him to open it on the spot and confront the three men of the He clan one by one.
The Imperial Guard leader read the letter word by word, and Teng Yun had expected the reaction of the three people.
When the Lord dies, the slave is unable to avenge for the Lord. If he runs away with the Lord’s money, he is disloyal; if he robs the rich and does not know how to help the poor, he is not benevolent; if he instigates his brother to be an aggressor, he is not able to feed his brother, but he lets him suffering from the wind and frost, it is unjust. How can you talk to other people about a man of character?
The Imperial Guard leader said with a smile, “Does he know how to shoot?"
The He family's three brother’s replied: "Naturally, can shoot with great precision."
The Imperial Guard leader said with a smile, “But in the morning, empress also knew how to shoot, and there are countless people who can intercept the stronghold and fight since ancient times, but there are few heroes. Because the people who can shoot may have passed the examination, and the people who can intercept the stronghold, but the people who can fight have fallen into the grass and been buried in the countryside all their lives. This is not a man of character."
The three He family brothers, as the letter was read had red faces. They are also straightforward and honest people. They were very ashamed of their actions at the moment.
The Imperial Guard leader asked them again if they were not satisfied with their obedience, and they said, “We will speak only to the leader."
So on the second day of the imperial court session, Xue Jun Liang saw three people who had been offered army position and enlisted to rebels, and Teng Yun specially sat behind the curtain of beads and listened.
When the three asked who the leader was, Xue Jun Liang didn't scold them for their rudeness. Instead, he put on a kind face and said with a smile, “The leader is Zhen’s empress."
The three were shocked. They couldn't bear to lose to the imperial harem woman. They didn't know. In fact, they didn't wrongly lose, because they lost to Teng Yun, the iron general who had been a talent for a while.
Xue Jun Liang received three fierce generals, who were renamed He Zhong, He Ren and He Yi. Xue Jun Liang didn't break his promise either. He really knelt under Teng Yun’s name.
Although the people in the court thought this was a little inappropriate, the first-class merit of empress's resume. If this was a man, it would have been impossible to bow to a marquis general for a long time. They were convinced and no one raised any objection.
The matter of the grass bandits in the suburbs has been solved, and no one has stopped the refined women's sedan, and the alternative refined women has continued to enter the capital.
Xue Hou Yang heard that Emperor Xue was going to give himself a small salary, but he was worried. He would have to go back to the border immediately. Even though he was not willing to go to the border with Teng Shang, he was not willing to marry a concubine. Although he was not good at words, he was not willing to marry because Teng Shang does have feelings. Maybe he thought he shouldn't talk about love all day long, but in fact, his feelings for Teng Shang have already surpassed what many thought of.
When Xue Hou Yang entered the palace, Xue Jun Liang heard that empress was walking in the garden, so he went to the garden to meet Teng Yun.
Xue Hou Yang rushed to the garden. He had a thick heart and eyes. He didn't know that Xue Jun Liang was busy paying attention to Teng Yun, so he hurried to the garden.
When he arrived at the Bishou Pavilion, Jiang Yu stood outside the pavilion with his head bowed down. The pavilion with cutouts on all sides could not hold back anything. Xu Hou Yang could see it clearly. In it, Emperor Xue pressed his Empress on the railing of the pavilion and was kissing her.
Xue Hou Yang is not thick skinned, so he stood next to Jiang Yu and planned to wait. However, the two seem to be inseparable. Xue Hou waits and waits, till he was almost impatient.
Jiang Yu also saw that the Marquis of Wannian was impatient, so he had to cough twice to attract the attention of Emperor Xue.
Xue Jun Liang did notice the two of them. He was disturbed and said to Jiang Yu, “Why, do you have chicken feathers in your throat? Do you want the imperial physician to check on with you?"
Jiang Yu felt like he was wronged. He thought to himself that the Marquis of Wannian asked for an interview. It should be something important to report. It's his fault to miss the point.
When Xue Hou Yang opened his mouth, Jiang Yu knew that there is no military affairs, but the Marquis of Wannian doesn't want to take a concubine.
Xue Jun Liang's face was unfathomable and said, “Why don't you want to take a concubine?”
Xue Hou Yang hesitated for a long time and then said: “This imperial brother is going back to the border area soon. At this time, it seemed that it's not appropriate to accept a concubine. After all, if the woman is willing to marry in, she will live as a widow..."
Xue Jun Liang was so confused with him that he said: “You fight all the year round, and people are willing to say lucky words, for fear of bad words, but you curse yourself... If it's just this question, hum, whose wife dares to abandon my brother?"
Xue Hou Yang was stunned by his choking. He opened his mouth and wanted to talk. He just didn't want to accept a concubine. These were just excuses. He knew that he did want to have something to do with Teng Shang, but he didn't think about it very clearly. Anyway, the chaos was very serious.
However, Xue Hou Yang knew that he can't talk about Teng Shang in front of Emperor Xue, so he has nothing to argue with. Seeing Teng Yun on the other side, he secretly looked over here for two times, as if he wanted to ask for help from empress.
Teng Yun was upset about this matter and doesn't know which one is good option for Teng Shang, so we should only ignore the Marquis of Wannian's eyes.
Xue Jun Liang said: “Hou Yang, you are not young. You are fighting for the imperial court from south to north. I can't let you end up with no children or lineage. Zhen is the only one who will die... If you already have someone in your heart and don't want me to choose for you, you may as well say that as long as you are really happy, how can I intervene for you brother?"
Xue Hou Yang stood with his head down for a long time without speaking, and finally said: “This imperial brother has only Teng Shang in his heart."
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Feng Ming stumbled and was supported by Zhao Lu. Zhao Lu did not dare to touch him anymore and retreated to one side.
Feng Ming stumbled and was supported by Zhao Lu. Zhao Lu did not dare to touch him anymore and retreated to one side.
But Feng Ming suddenly opened his eyes, seemed to find something, and thought it was incredible.
Feng Ming said, “Excuse me, benefactor, where is this?"
Zhao Lu deliberately lowered his voice and said, “It's still in the Shui river. It's raining hard outside. If you want to make your way, wait until the rain stops."
Feng Ming nodded. It was raining cats and dogs outside. The sky was so chaotic that he could not see whether it was day or night. It was dark all around. There was no fire keep warmth.
He shook his arms. The ground was wet. His clothes were all wet. It was hard to stick on his body. It was very cold.
Feng Ming picked up some grass on the ground. It was mostly wet. He wanted to touch the fire hinge from his arms, but he had nothing in his arms. Zhao Lu was so depressed just now that he didn't know how he was going to make a fire. At this time, he felt the fire hinge from his arms. Under this touch, there was no official seal.
Zhao Lu's face was shocked, but he can't tell Feng Ming. He must have lost his official seal when he was demobilizing the people. But there is probably a spy of Emperor Xue near the Shui river. If they find that he was here...
Feng Ming saw that he didn't light the fire with the fire hinge. He was stunned. He went to take the fire hinge. Zhao Lu was touched by the warm hand of the other party, and then woke up. He helped Feng Ming to light the fire.
Feng Ming's coat was gone. He took off his inner coat, broke the broken chair by split hands, uses it as a clothes stand, and put it on the fire to dry.
Zhao Lu, the first son of that man, used to see it. Even if there were several scars on his opponent's body and where each scar was born, he remembered them clearly. It's just that Zhao Lu didn't step into Feng Ming's dorm for half a year after their relationship became stale. He didn't face the other person openly. At this moment, Feng Ming lost a lot of weight. Although his body and bones were still symmetrical and beautiful, he was a little haggard.
Zhao Lu's throat was a little dry. He rolled hard for a while, and immediately opened his eyes instead of looking.
Feng Ming didn't find anything wrong with Zhao Lu. He sat by the fire and baked. He said, “Benefactor your clothes are wet, so take them off and bake them."
Zhao Lu just shook his head.
Feng Ming said again, “Do you know how the city is doing?"
Zhao Lu said: “The people in the city have been sent to the highlands by the officials. It's OK for the time being, but the flood will irrigate the city. I'm afraid that when the flood subsides the Shui River, everything has to be rebuilt. "
Feng Ming didn't say much. He just smiled bitterly. Maybe he was tired. He fell on the half wet haystack nearby and seemed ready to rest.
Zhao Lu knew that he was tired and didn't talk to him. After a long time, he estimated that the other party was asleep and curled up on the haystack. He might be cold.
Zhao Lu went to the fire and touched the roasted clothes. They were was about to dry. He didn't care about anything. He took off his clothes and covered Feng Ming gently.
Feng Ming frowned. He didn't wake up at all. Zhao Lu looked down at him, sighed, reached out his hand and rubbed his cheek.
Feng Ming's chin was becoming more and more sharp because of its thin body. With thin lips, his face looked a little mean. Zhao Lu inevitably felt pity for him, but he couldn't pull back his hand for a while.
At this time, Feng Ming's eyelashes trembled, he slowly opened his eyes, and Zhao Lu was shocked. He was just about to retract, but he was caught by Feng Ming.
The other side's eyes were a little hazy, a little confused, still full of moisture, apparently not waking up.
Zhao Lu just breathed out and let go. At the next moment, Feng Ming slightly leaned over his neck. The two people's hot breath stuck together and intertwined with the other person, as if they were going to pay off the debts they had owed in the past few months.
Zhao Lu's mind was empty for a while. Although he doesn't admit it, he does feel something for Feng Ming in his mind. And the status of Feng Ming in his mind has become more and more important over time.
He ground his subordinates' lips hard and heard Feng Ming's panting voice because of his torture. It's like he was begging for mercy, inspiring and tickling like a feather fan.
Zhao Lu kissed him, held Feng Ming's bare hands and gradually burned up. He is not comfortable in the simple holding and starts to swim slowly. Feng Ming's waist area was very sensitive. He gently strokes him. With a soft cry of “Ah", he bowed up subconsciously, as if it is meant to be automatically pasted in the palm of the other party.
Feng Ming's sweet cry woke Zhao Lu up. He pushed away Feng Ming and hit his back on the ground. It hurt a lot.
Zhao Lu's eyes were shaking. He had to get up in a hurry, but he didn't want to be stopped by the other side. Feng Ming was also a martial artist. His strength was not small, especially when Zhao Lu was unprepared.
Feng Ming was riding on him.
Zhao Lu laid on the ground. At first, he still tried to get up and wanted to stand up. But Feng Ming lowered his head, so there is almost no distance between them. This ambiguous posture and breathing are interactive.
Zhao Lu's throat rolled, so he had to lie calmly on the ground.
Feng Ming was riding on him. He was naked on his upper body. His black hair is not tied. It hanged down in a loose way. He slid over his round shoulders. He took advantage of his thin waist, the looming thigh groove, and a few strands of hair hanging on Zhao Lu's half open chest and gently shakes.
Zhao Lu felt thirstier in his throat and said in a hoarse voice, “Get up quickly."
At this time, the other side's eyes have no just confusion, it is not like sleeping and waking up.
Feng Ming lowered his head extremely slowly, with an ambiguous gasping sound, as if he was still immersed in the aftertaste of the last talent. His chest was slightly undulating due to gasping, and the two small bulges on his chest were more and more close to the people on the ground, which seemed to be a challenge to Zhao Lu.
Feng Ming put his hair in front of him, grabbed Zhao Lu's hand, put his backhand on his back, made Zhao Lu slide down the smooth back of his neck and into the gutter
Zhao Lu shook for a while and wanted to take out his hand. Feng Ming reached for him at this time, buried his face in his shoulder socket, and said with a trill: "Zhao Lu... Zhao Lu... It's really you... "
Feng Ming said this, slowly stroking Zhao Lu's other hand. There was a long scar in the palm of that hand, which was left when he was a soldier in the military camp.
Zhao Lu knew that he had been identified by Feng Ming for a long time.
He didn't say a word. He turned over and pressed Feng Ming under him. Feng Ming lay on the ground obediently and even pulled back his loose pants.
Zhao Lu no longer hesitates, one hand went down to Feng Ming's little one, deliberately avoiding the place where Feng Ming was thirsty for relief. He rubbed one finger on the groove of his thigh, and slowly probed one finger.
Feng Ming groaned. He was held by Zhao Lu's other hand to his chin and kissed his lips. Feng Ming felt the change of his body from slow to impatient. His body had already moved. He took the initiative to stand up and rub himself against the other person, calling "Zhao Lu" all the time.
After that, Zhao Lu repeatedly scratched him a little rudely. Feng Ming shivered and felt numb all the way to the top of his head. He raised his waist and motioned to the other person.
Zhao Lu's breath has been disordered by this time. At the same time, he buttoned the back of the man and kissed the man. Feng Ming picked himself again and again. He couldn't help it, but he always had a little worry.
Zhao Lu suddenly stopped, pulled out his hand, and finally opened his mouth and said, “I'm afraid you can't bear to do this on the way..."
Just after his voice fell, Feng Ming sat up, put his hands on Zhao Lu's shoulders, clasped his shoulders, and sat down one by one step.
Feng Ming gasped, as if he had accidentally fallen on the bank of the river to dry a thirsty fish. His eyes and tail were red, and his cheeks and ears were red. Even though Feng Ming had a fever on his face, he always looked at Zhao Lu, and his eyes did not blink.
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~ The Ugly Empress ~
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