Qingchuan History

Chapter 835

The two have been busy for several days due to the situation of their family and country. Ji Ping, who always puts his official duties first and is diligent, also feels exhausted.

"Go back to the room?" He asked her, the hand that held the pen earlier lingered on her lower back.

Chunyue glanced at the numerous papers on his case, "How dare you delay Mr. Ji's work."

At the beginning of the year, Jiping was promoted, and he was in charge of the Ministry of Officials. He was in the second rank of the official position.As she said this, she suddenly leaned over and sat on her husband,
"I'll accompany you to approve these."

Ji Ping was already depressed physically and mentally, looking at her face to face, his eyes lost their clarity, he just smiled when he heard that, he leaned back, and pressed her back as thin as a cicada's wing into his arms.

Ears and temples rubbed together, spirits and souls intertwined, waiting for clothes to be messed up, or hanging or scattered around the book case, the moon is already hanging in the sky.

On a spring night, the century-old mansion is exceptionally quiet, and the tired birds return to their nests, with only a soft murmur coming through the window occasionally.

"After tidying up, I will bring Chen'er into the palace." Gu Chunyue lay in Ji Ping's arms, breathing still, Su pointed to his sweaty chest, and slowly drew circles.

"Go tonight?"

"Ah."

Ji Ping frowned, raised her face to look at her for a while, "So impatient, I rushed straight to the study."

Gu Chunyue's face was still red, she pursed her lips slightly, "You don't like it?"

On Ji Ping's face, there was a struggle of wanting to laugh but also wanting to bear it.

Nodding the tip of her nose for a while, "Yue'er is like this, fortunately I am the only one who can see it in this life."

She met him when they were young, and they played together when they were four or five years old.Because of their respective backgrounds and the relationship between the two clans, when he entered the palace when he was young, and she went to the prime minister's mansion, they all took it for granted as if they were going back to another home.

They are going to get married.Ever since they knew how to marry a man and a woman, the two of them knew that before the age of ten, others joked about it, and they still laughed along with it. After the age of ten, their minds grew and they began to avoid suspicion. Look at each other from afar.

Another spring, Empress Dinghui gave Ji Wanling a peacock feather dress, Ji Ping was ordered to accompany his sister into the palace to get it, and thanked him by the way.He is an outsider, so he is not allowed to enter the inner palace, he waited outside until dusk, when Chunyue sent Ji Wanling out with her skirt.

He hadn't seen her for three months, so he couldn't help it. He made up his mind to overcome the strict family rules forged for many years, and said he had a few words to ask the princess.

Although Ji Wanling is not very old, she knows it well, and she is accused of being a princess and looking forward to getting closer, so she immediately helps her brother lobby, and even offers to guard them.

Gu Chunyue didn't show her temper, so she and Ji Ping went to the nearest veranda with irises blooming.Standing still at the beginning, the fourteen or five-year-old boys and girls who are both upright and self-sufficient were silent for a long while.

"If you don't have anything to say, I'll leave first." In the end, Chunyue spoke first, showing a proper smile.

Turning around and taking a step, Fang Ting hurriedly said:
"Why is the princess hiding from the minister?"

Chunyue seldom sees him in a hurry, she is curious, she immediately turns back, but she doesn't see any abnormality on the young man's face, only those eyes are staring at her.

She didn't know how to answer for a while, and said for a while: "I didn't hide from you. Why did you say that, young master?"

At that time, Ji Ping had just entered an official position, so he called himself a minister, but Chunyue was not used to calling him a lord, and blurted out that he was still a "son".

"You, I mean," Ji Ping is a person who never makes mistakes, but that day he stumbled twice to "make mistakes." Young Master Summoner."

It's Brother Ping.Before the age of ten.

It's rare for Chunyue to be stalked. "After all, I'm not a child anymore. In the past few years, the empress mother has imposed many restrictions on the hall."

The girl has grown up and is the eldest daughter of the royal family, so she must be reserved.Even though she was approaching the age of marriage, she hadn't reached it after all, even though everyone knew it - the more so, the more embarrassed she was to ask.

"Your Majesty and Empress," Ji Ping came prepared today, and calmed down after two rounds of stuttering, "When do you plan to marry the princess and the minister? Or do you need the minister's request to propose a marriage? If there is a charter, Please also inform the princess, so that I can go back and talk to my father."

From his demeanor to his tone of voice, he is very firm and beyond doubt.

So much so that Chunyue couldn't ask "Who said I must marry you" at all, and she was stunned for a while and said, "I don't know. I haven't heard from my father, lord, or mother recently."

Ji Ping nodded clearly, "The minister is going to beg his father."

"Also, early?" The steady princess also stuttered.

Ji Ping smiled, and the corners of his mouth curved like iris petals, "It's a bit late, but I've been anxious recently, and I always want to settle it quickly, even if the wedding date is scheduled for three or four years later."

Chunyue finally blushed, lowered her eyes and said, "What's the rush?"

"I can't see you. It's rare to see you and don't talk to me. I'm so distracted during the day and can't sleep well at night."

Chunyue could hardly bear the brief but extremely violent words of this usually amiable person.

"Just started working as an errand, so don't worry about it, let your father and my father know—" At least he choked out a half-sentence answer.

"I told them that only the princess can cure lovesickness."

Chunyue looked up at him suddenly, "Why are you so aggressive?"

When Ji Ping was asked this question, he felt abrupt, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he said with a bow: "In short, Your Highness, it is good to understand what I want. If there are others who want to marry, I will definitely not agree. In the past two years, I have bought a lot of things and hoarded them." Putting it in the mansion for your Highness's daily expenses, of course, it's all done privately by the minister, when it comes to the wedding, the parents will take care of it, and they will never treat His Highness badly."

Chunyue looked at him with his future under control, yet very plain.

Before he had time to refute anything, the man bowed and took a few steps back, said "retire", and walked away.

Over the past years, Mr. Ji Ping has everything under control and it has never failed. The beauty is in his arms, and the wedding is like a dream.

"Wan Ling told me that the peacock feather dress looks good on you, too bad I haven't seen it yet."

Chunyue smiled, "At that time the skirt had just been made, so I just helped to try it on. Where did Wanling see me wearing it? I heard it from the maids of Chengze palace. On the day I tried it on, only seven My younger brother came to pay my respects to my mother."

Both of them moved lazily, still cuddling in the big rose chair.Ji Ping was afraid that she would catch the cold with her bare back after sweating, so he picked up his pajamas from the ground and covered them both.

"That round, why did you say that if someone else proposes to marry you, you must not agree?"

After marriage, she was like glue, she was soaked in a honey pot, and she had long forgotten about this, and she always cherished the heart of the elder sister as a mother, and devoted her energy to the younger siblings in the palace, and rarely asked such younger daughters.

Ji Ping smiled lowly, "After you were ten years old, you started to keep a distance from me. The more you talked, the less you talked. At that year, the few times you saw each other were only polite smiles." look,
"I was in a panic. I was afraid that you had taken a fancy to the young man from another family and was bored with the boring person I had known since childhood. I was also afraid that there were elders in the court who preferred the first princess who was both talented and beautiful, and wanted to beg for your own child." Marry—you have more choices, so you can distance yourself from me."

Gu Chunyue nestled in his arms and giggled. "But when I saw you in the past few years, every time I saw you, I was quite cold, at least not as talkative as when I was a child. I thought that keeping a distance was a tacit understanding between the two parties."

Ji Ping was wronged: "It's not indifference, it's shame. You look more and more graceful, and people dare not look directly at you."

"What happens if you look directly at it?"

"My heart beats like a drum, and I can't read a book for half a day."

Chunyue fluttered, "Liar."

"It's absolutely true. Later, as I got older, I developed a dirty mind of wanting to be close, and I was worried about gains and losses. In the end, I learned from the pain and explained it to you, and asked my father to beg the king for me."

"Father agreed?"

"You scolded me a bit, saying that you just entered the official career, you should practice more and strive for excellence, but you can't pass the beauty test like this. You are young and indulge in love."

"Father is right."

Ji Ping ignored her teasing, and continued sternly: "I said that when the marriage is settled, my heart will be settled. It is not a problem to practice hard. But if I miss the princess, I will not marry in this life, and Jimen will have no heirs. Father will bear it by himself .”

Chunyue heard the latter sentence from Ji Wanling, at that time she didn't believe that Ji Ping would say such a thing at all, and it was still to her father.

She was silent for a while.

"Aren't you tired of growing up from a young age?" The voice was very soft.

"You are different every year, how can you get tired of it. Maybe it's because you know you will marry you when you grow up. Maybe it's just because you are you." Ji Ping also said softly, "I haven't seen it again in this half of my life. Others, when they look into their eyes, feel that the other party is just one of the crowd, everyone is the same, only you are different."

Gu Chunyue heard his powerful heartbeat in her left ear, while her right ear was filled with the waning whispers of birds and the rising southeast wind in late spring.

There seems to be the ringing of eaves bells, since "Yingdao" came, he gave her the colored glaze. 【1】

"Will you stay in Jidu all the time?"

She buried herself in his arms without looking up.

"Naturally. Why do you ask?"

"You have to be here all the time, so that Chen'er and I can feel at ease."

What kind of peace of mind, as the years have passed, she is almost unable to tell the difference, and she is deeply afraid that she will not be able to tell the difference, and will miss the important thing at an important time.

Ji Ping lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead, then lifted her chin to consider the tip of her nose and lips, "I'll be where you are. It's not peaceful outside, so you might as well go to the palace for a while. When the war calms down, I'll pick her up." you."

"Will this battle last for a long time?" Gu Chunyue seldom asked in such a daughter-like tone, but she repeatedly showed weakness to Ji Ping, especially tonight.

"It's all up to the monarchs to decide. As a subject and son-in-law, I can only do my best to keep the court in my country safe."

He is the Chief of the Ministry of Officials, the head of all the chiefs of the Ministry. Although he cannot compare with the power of the former Prime Minister, after all, he has the ability to stabilize the court.

But it is also a mixed situation.

"My parents have written letters recently, saying that they are doing well. Mrs. Gu has always maintained a deep friendship with Mrs. Ji," Chunyue said.

Since he became an official in Xiangguo and was sent away, there are letters every month - all written by Ji Huan, Ji Ping can tell at a glance, but he can't tell where they came from, because the letters enter the palace first, and then the inkstone Send it to Xiangfu.

Of course it is because Gu Xinglang wants to see it first.

"I know." Ji Ping patted her back lightly.

"Father made a mistake in the Battle of the White Kingdom, and the King had no choice but to distinguish between rewards and punishments, but he has deep kindness and trust in you."

"I know." Ji Ping laughed, raised her face again, and looked deeply, "Why do you keep saying such things tonight?"

Chunyue suddenly felt that the thick embankment built in her heart for many years would not be able to withstand the enemy from the front and back, and it was about to collapse. She reached out to caress his cheek, "If the Gu family is in chaos in this dynasty, I am ashamed of my father, monarch, mother and queen, and my ancestors. Apologize to death."

Ji Ping's bland face finally froze.

He subconsciously tightened his arms, and bound Gu Chunyue so painfully, "Yue'er and I have a white promise, how can we lightly talk about life and death?"

Chunyue's hand caressing his cheeks slowly fell, and her eyes that had been hazy after she was happy gradually became clear and sharpened, "But I am also the first daughter of the Gu family, the sister of the first mother and compatriots of the king, and the daughter of Jing Hong's first dynasty." Princess."

One chair for two people, the charming posture and picture, no matter who looks at it, it is a concubine's love, inseparable.

Ji Ping stared at her for a long time, then laughed softly, "I am the same as Yue'er, I only hope that this country will be peaceful for all generations, and Haiyan and Heqing will be clear."

The country is Gu Qi's country, this sentence is a word of loyalty.

In Gu Chunyue's dignified, upright, broad-minded eyes without seeing selfish desires, she was a little absent-minded and a little confused, and then her doubts dissipated a little, and tenderness overflowed.

She hummed.

Ji Ping grabbed her hand that had dropped just now, and put it on his chest, "Go, bring more money, in case the gate of the palace is closed, there will be no shortage."

[1] 369 Yingdao Freshmen; 374 The wind blows, the horseshoe disease

(End of this chapter)