After the queen came to the throne, I was forced to be nine thousand years old

Chapter 125 You Little Yellow-haired Eunuch

An Xinyue smiled charmingly, and wrapped her arms around Zuo Daoqi's waist, "Don't worry, my lord, the slave family is the one who cherishes life the most."

Her eyes are blurred, her face is shy, her body is charming, especially with her temperament that I still feel sorry for, it makes people have infinite reverie.

It's a pity that this is a cultivator in the divine alchemy realm. Even Grandpa Niu, he might not be able to win one-on-one.

Zuo Daoqi resisted the desire, stood up and said, "I hope the princess can help me with the resources for my follow-up practice, so that I can help the princess enter the palace as soon as possible."

An Xinyue smiled, extremely charming, suddenly grabbed Zuo Dodge's shoulders, and pressed him firmly on her body, and the two showed a wonderful way of mouth to mouth.

Zuo Dodge wanted to resist, but found that both his blood and mana seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible shackle.

"Princess can't!"

Familiar feeling.

Blood loss.

Then reflow.

A few minutes later, An Xinyue put down Zuo Dodge, who was as soft as mud, and gently put it down.

Zuo Daoqi's eyes widened, with anger, "I am sincere to the princess, but the princess treats me like a cauldron!?"

An Xinyue gently stroked Zuo Daoqi's face, "Master, I know very well that my family is helping you. For ordinary people who want to purify their qi and blood, my family is still unwilling to help him. This is a reward for you. "

Zuo Dodge didn't speak any more, he wanted to blackmail some treasures, but after seeing An Xinyue's swaying very happy fox tails, he resolutely gave up this idea.

An Xinyue said, "But Mr. Zuo is right. Since you lack resources for cultivation, as a partner, I am willing to collect some resources for you, but..."

It's just the back that matters.

Zuo Daoqi sighed in his heart, these people are too sharp, what's the matter with letting himself go whoring for nothing.

Xinyue saw the curiosity in Zuo Daoqi's eyes, and said, "As long as the young master does our important work well, the slave family will naturally be willing."

After calming down for a long time, Zuo Dodge glanced at the sky outside the window. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, so he stood up with his weak body, "I will participate in the royal ancestor sacrifice tonight, so I will take my leave first."

An Xinyue saw him off, with her fox tail swaying behind her, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She could feel that the luck she had just borrowed from Zuo Dodge could fluctuate her cultivation which had not been loosened for a long time.

This fake eunuch is really interesting...

Zuo Daoqi returned to the palace, and went straight to Baihua Palace without returning to Lenggong.

It's not time to leave the palace yet, but the princess is not here, so I heard that she went to the Imperial College to visit her teacher.

After waiting for a short time, Princess Changyi walked into the hall with tea in the air, her eyes lit up when she saw Zuo Daoqi, and she said with a happy face, "Xiao Luzi, you are here, what was that just now..."

In the middle of her speech, she suddenly waved her hands and screened back to the left and right, and waited for many servants to come out, before she said, "Ahem, Xiaoluzi, do you have any poems you have written for worshiping the ancestors today? Take them out and revise them for you." .”

Left Dodge: ? ? ?

Are you really shameless?
I have always prostituted others for nothing, you want to prostitute poetry from me for nothing?
He immediately shook his head, "The princess is embarrassing the minister, the minister is an orphan, how can he write poems to worship ancestors."

The little princess stared at her eyes, her chest heaving in anger, "Bold Xiaoluzi, the royal ancestral sacrifice is such an important matter, why don't you write ancestor worship poems? Do you still have the royal family in your eyes?"

Zuo Dodge was a little unmoved, he was really not afraid.

"Hurry up and write a poem. Let people see if your level has improved. If you finish writing, you will be rewarded a lot!"

Princess Changyi started selling tea again.

Left Dodge was indifferent.

Princess Changyi snorted coldly, "Xiao Luzi, you really have stiff wings, and Kuipen Gong is still asking for credit for you from the emperor."

She snorted coldly and ignored Zuo Dodge.

It's really not her turn to compose an ancestor worship poem, but she's used to pretending in front of the emperor recently, and she's a little addicted.

There seemed to be some cold war between the two. The princess sat there angrily, writing and drawing with a pen and paper, while Cai'er helped her grind it. Anyway, Zuo Dodge didn't see what she wrote.

Princess Changyi puffed her cheeks and left Zuo Daoqi aside.

This situation lasted for half an hour, and a eunuch's unique shriek came from outside.

"The auspicious time has come, let the princess go!"

Princess Changyi had to put on a face for a long time because of her face in front of Zuo Dodge, but at this moment, she couldn't wait to write down her pen, and rushed out in the first place.

Zuo Daoqi didn't expect that the imperial mausoleum would have to travel such a long distance. He would have known that he would write poems for Princess Changyi to make her happy.

Naturally, Princess Changyi took the carriage, and he should have been treated this way, but Princess Changyi has a childish temper, and this meeting is not happy, so Zuo Daoqi had to walk.

At noon, An Xinyue just pumped his blood. Although he purified a lot, he didn't have time to recover. After walking such a long distance, he still ran fast all the way. Zuo Daoqi was really a little weak.

"Cai'er, Cai'er, tell the princess quickly, I know I was wrong, I really can't run anymore."

Bowing your head to a woman is not a shameful thing, after all, who has never bowed his head for a woman for a few sips of milk.

Cai'er timidly opened the car curtain and glanced at Zuo Dodge, then quickly put down the curtain.

After a while, the carriage stopped slowly, and Cai'er whispered, "Zuo Baihu, come up."

Zuo Dodge hurriedly climbed into the car, and when he saw the little princess, he immediately softened and said, "Thank you princess for your kindness, otherwise this old bone of the minister would have run to death on the road."

Princess Changyi let out a chuckle, "Bah, bah, bah! You little yellow-haired eunuch, you have old bones."

Immediately remembering that he was still angry, he quickly turned his face cold, "Do you know that you are wrong?"

Zuo Dodge lowered his eyebrows and said, "I know I was wrong."

"Humph!"

"I heard that the eldest mother also asked you to sacrifice to the late emperor for her?"

Zuo Daoqi nodded, "The Empress Dowager is not feeling well, not to mention she is not as favored as the princess, women are not allowed to go to the imperial tomb."

When it was mentioned that women were not allowed to go to the imperial mausoleum and broke some rules, Princess Changyi immediately smiled, raised her head, and said proudly, "That's natural, rules are rules, not everyone can break the rules!"

Zuo Dodge said yes again and again, the more he understood the bad character of this little princess in his heart.

Not only is this woman good at tea art, but she is also the kind who shines brightly when given a little sunshine, and she has to do things according to her temperament as much as possible.

As soon as he got into the carriage, the carriage slowed down, and Zuo Dodge immediately understood that the little princess did it on purpose!
The carriage swayed through the forest road, and the guards on both sides were holding lanterns. They were mainly infantry, most of them were warriors, and they had practiced in advance for today, so naturally they would not fall behind.

Royal travel, the necessary majesty is naturally indispensable, along the way, I do not know how many people stopped to watch.

Although it is not necessary to ask people to kneel on both sides like the Manchu Qing Dynasty, it will not allow the common people to raise their heads and face Long Yan.

After walking for more than half an hour, they saw the human wall formed by Habayashi guards standing on both sides, which was so vast that it was almost impossible to see the end at a glance.

This is a small hill, without a name, it is called the imperial mausoleum, the place where the great ancestor of the Jin Dynasty was born, and was buried here after his death. Later emperors continued to build mausoleums along this hill.

The royal family marched along different streets to the imperial mausoleum, all carrying swordsmen, not only to promote the royal dignity, but also to show the generosity of the clan and the people on this day.

Princess Changyi was arranged on the main road, and some county kings and princes who stayed in the capital walked along different roads.

Prince Gong is the biological son of the late emperor, but he is not a direct son, but was born of the late emperor's favored court lady after drinking. With such an identity, he is doomed not only to have nothing to do with the throne, but even the clan and the emperor don't recognize him very much, so Even if he is an adult, he doesn't have a fief, he just becomes an idle prince in the capital.

That is to say, on a big day like ancestor worship, when it is necessary to show the royal ancestors that the clan is prosperous, he will come out to collect heads.

Today is also his most beautiful day.

Prince Gong was in his early forties, a few years younger than today, but he looked like an old man in his eighties, with desolate eyes, gray hair, and a red wine-stained nose. He seemed to have nothing to do with the glamorous clan. But he is a prince.

He is a good drinker, and he never leaves his hand for wine all day long. Even if his body is so old, he still refuses to put down the wine jug in his hand.

He walked out of the clan mansion, tremblingly boarded the carriage arranged for him by the clan mansion, and turned his head to take a last look at his little palace.

"Prince Lao Gong!" A deep voice sounded from behind him.

Prince Gong remained motionless, as if he already knew that there should be someone behind him.

He lifted the flagon and took a sip slowly.

'Gudong'!
(End of this chapter)