Jingtai Fengyun: The First Absurd Emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 828 The miserable wind and bitter rain can’t stop the imperial concubine from relaxing and being grateful for God’s gift

Zhu Wenfang replied categorically: "I have no misunderstanding, I think this is how my wife and master get along.

In both cases, the male leads the outside and the female leads the inside. Outside the home, women have to give men enough face. When they return home, behind closed doors, most household chores are arranged by women. "

Zhu Qiyu shook his head helplessly, with a look of resentment: "Your ability to get along with men and women was taught by your mistress. How can you still have a future? You have to learn from me to be successful in this kind of thing." "

Zhu Wenfang retorted: "I think what the teacher's wife said is very good. Moreover, the master and the teacher's wife respect each other like guests and are in love with each other. They are also humorous and interesting on weekdays. They live a happy life."

Zhu Qiyu pointed at Zhu Wenfang with his finger: "Forget it, you kid is already useless. Your master's wife taught you your skills, and Xu Qing's skills were taught by your sister Ningxiang. Your future is bleak, and you are just waiting to be... Xu Qing will rule for the rest of his life."

Zhu Wenfang smiled and said: "Control is all it takes. Anyway, husband and wife are one, so it doesn't matter."

Zhu Qiyu was speechless and hurried home.

People's hearts outside are too complicated, so it's better to go to Lingyu Palace to cultivate immortality.

Only in the Lingyu Palace, eating milk and drinking wine, could Zhu Qiyu feel like he was better than a living god.

When Zhu Qiyu walked into the Hehuan Hall, before he could take a closer look, a pink figure fell into his arms. I didn't see who it was, I just felt the warm body was soft in my arms.

Looking down, Zhu Qiyu smiled: "Why are you not even wearing any clothes? Where are you going to seduce men?"

Lin Xiangyu complained angrily: "Why did Daddy go away for so long? After bathing in the hot springs, I smeared the newly made ointment all over my body, just waiting for Daddy to come back and taste it carefully.

As a result, if you wait for the left, you won’t come back, and if you wait for the right, you won’t come back. All the flowers you waited for have withered. "

Zhu Qiyu leaned close to the beauty's neck and smelled it: "It seems to be the aroma of peach blossoms, but it is different from the previous fragrance. The first smell is a warm and sweet aroma. After savoring it carefully, it has a refreshing fragrance.

This balm goes well together, I like it very much. "

Lin Xiangyu turned to Ningxiang and smiled: "Daddy is really your girl's confidant. He immediately told you the beauty of this new ointment."

Ningxiang sat in the inner room and played with the balm at the desk, and said with a smile: "Zhou'er, show off to your father. You have the best figure, the longest and the most beautiful one. Please recommend yourself to the pillow mat and see the guests." Do you think you are worth a silver coin?"

Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "Sending such a beautiful woman to the Goddess Pavilion is worth a hundred silver coins a night. But I will only offer one silver coin a night. Will you accept it?"

Lin Xiangyu smiled and said: "Yes, of course I will. Your guest, please come into the inner room. You will be my guest tonight. I will play and sing for you first, and then I will help your guest to sleep."

Zhu Qiyu smiled secretly in his heart, "Look, this is how I was treated at home." Except for the disadvantage that it consumes a lot of energy, the rest is a royal enjoyment.

No words for five days.

Early the next morning, Zhu Qiyu woke up quietly, moved his head away from the warm fragrance of nephrite, and first looked out the window.

The day was like a dark night, and it was very gloomy outside. It looked like it was going to rain heavily.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Qiyu really wanted to kowtow to God. He was so blessed that he didn't have to be busy.

If there are two or three more heavy rains, I think Agbalji's spirit will collapse.

This rainy season has lasted for more than a month, and even though humans can’t bear it, animals can’t either. Zhu Qiyu tried to explain this phenomenon from the perspective of natural laws: There was a severe drought in Japan last year, and there was no rain. Japan faces the vast Pacific Ocean to the east, but water vapor cannot get through.

According to the law of conservation, this year's excess compensation has not only caused Japan to have abundant rainfall, but also Gyeonggi and Shanxi to benefit.

Zhu Qiyu shook his head. This was purely his own assumption. In terms of astronomy and geography, his level may not be as good as Xu Youzhen's.

As expected, Zhu Qiyu made up his mind to hide at home and become a Taoist priest after destroying Meng Yuan.

I write, draw, and read several volumes of stories every day. Then I would plant flowers and plants, raise chickens and ducks, and go fishing. It was a day of endless fun.

People's hearts are too sinister and difficult to control. Zhu Wenfang thinks he is smart, so he should just let him suffer this crime.

According to the rules of etiquette and law established by Confucianism, the purpose of giving birth to sons is for them to suffer for their father's sins.

In five years, when they are all twelve or thirteen years old, they will be able to trick their sons on a large scale.

Ningxiang asked: "If you don't sleep well on a rainy day, what do you want to do to make your husband so happy?"

Zhu Qiyu replied: "I am gloating about Haraku's misfortune. According to the military newspaper, he has been playing with women in the camp every day recently. If there is another two heavy rains, he may have to run away."

"Didn't he marry Ye Xian's daughter Qiqige? Qiqige didn't try to persuade him."

"Why are you persuading him to go to Wala's territory? Don't tell me, it's really a good idea. Hold Ye Xian's daughter in your hand, and you can give orders to Wala's old troops."

Ningxiang reminded: "That's not right. Ye Xian's youngest son Amasangchi is still under our control. Amasangchi even sent his son to the capital as a hostage this year. Even if it compares with appeal, The old Wala tribe must recognize Ye Xian’s son more.”

"That's not necessarily the case. I defeated Ye Xian completely, and Amasangchi was captured, so he stayed in the capital as a hostage. From that time on, Amasangchi had a problem with Ye Xian and his two brothers.

After that, Amasangchi chose to move closer to me, and there was no repeat. The old Wala tribe must have had a grudge against him, so how could they recognize him. "

Ningxiang continued to remind: "Speaking of which, the young son of Tuo Tuo Bu Hua, Ma'er Guerjisi, is still in Liaodong. The commander of Liaodong, Xia Lin, and others are colluding with the Haixi Jurchens again. You are not afraid of Mandulu and Did something happen to Malguljith?"

Zhu Qiyu sighed quietly: "It doesn't matter if there is an accident. I want to completely destroy the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty and abolish the title of Great Khan. But I can't kill Mantulu and Ma'erguljis, so if there is an accident, it's a kind of accident." relief."

Ningxiang was stunned when she heard this.

Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "Isn't the human heart very sinister? Have you ever been frightened by me, my beloved concubine?"

Ningxiang shook her head: "It doesn't matter what my husband does to others, as long as he treats the slave family well. The emperor should be the most ruthless and cold-blooded person in the world, and my husband is already humane enough.

If you don't give up any means, there will be no way to become the emperor.

Even a holy master like Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty had to have a "Zheng Beke and Duan Yu Yan". Moreover, before Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty took the throne, he executed his first wife and four sons; after he ascended the throne, he also executed the four sons of Emperor Hui of the Han Dynasty. A son.

However, later generations still called Emperor Hanwen the Holy Lord, and many later kings regarded him as a role model. "

Zhu Qiyu nodded and smiled: "That's right, I am also one of the emperors who regards Emperor Wen of Han as a role model."

(End of this chapter)