I'm so hard

Chapter 33 Iron Man
In the next few days, the military appearance and discipline of the Forbidden Army and Shence Army almost took on a new look.

Commander Yang Xinghuai had a fiery temper. After hearing this, he slapped Yang Hong across the face in front of many soldiers.

As the head coach of the Shence Army, Yang Hong cannot shirk his responsibility for any problems with soldiers.

Yang Hong also has a way of running the army. He showed the enthusiasm of "if you don't die, you have to practice hard" to make the soldiers train crazily.

He and Shen Tuyi even issued a military order to Zhao Yan, and they pledged their lives to guarantee that there would never be any violations of military discipline in the barracks.

For a while, the army of the Great Zhou was full of wolfishness, and the civil and military officials were influenced, and they also raised their spirits, not daring to have the idea of ​​"being a monk for a day to ring a bell for a day".

Zhao Yan could clearly feel in the memorials that there were fewer memorials for greetings, and more memorials about state affairs.

This is the role of the emperor, a word or deed is enough to change the atmosphere of the entire Great Zhou.

……

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Lantern Festival, nightfall.

In Changdan City, the radiance is as bright as daytime.

Songs and dances, amazing performers, gourmet snacks, gathered on the street, very lively.

A kilometer-long street may not be able to walk half of it in an hour.

At this time, the common people can't help but sigh, the prosperity and prosperity of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This kind of great country atmosphere is passed down through generations of folk customs and cultural accumulation.Other states, even if they get a sudden windfall, can't be as tasteful as Da Zhou.

And at this moment, in a luxurious private room on the third floor of Wanbao Building.

Zhao Yan and Lu Nianwei sat opposite each other, each with a thick contract in front of them.

"The Great Zhou court has no right to interfere with Lu Nianwei's personal freedom, and cannot force Lu Nianwei to be placed under house arrest for various reasons."

"Lu Nianwei does not accept any commercial actions that cause direct harm to Northern Mongolia. If the Great Zhou court has any concealment and deception to make money, Lu Nianwei must compensate Lu Nianwei for twice the loss."

"His Majesty the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty must not use his authority to force Lu Nianwei to do things he does not want to do, and must not have unreasonable thoughts about him, or even do things beyond his control."

……

Zhao Yan read ten lines at a glance, and there are at least 30 such items in this contract.

"Lu Nianwei, I, Zhao Yan, as the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, naturally speak my mind. I don't know how to use the hypotheses you wrote, and there is no need to lie to you. I cooperate with you only for money. Can you please cooperate with me? Trust your partner!" Zhao Yan said speechlessly.

The corner of Lu Nianwei's mouth curled up, and she said: "I am a weak woman, and you are the king of a country. If you bully me, there is nothing I can do. I must at least leave a proof. You won't dare to sign after seeing this! "

"Humph!"

Zhao Yan snorted coldly. With this contract, Lu Nianwei couldn't do anything to him.

He picked up the writing brush on the side and wrote his name on the two contracts at the same time.

"readily!"

Lu Nianwei also wrote her name excitedly.

With this contract, Lu Nianwei is no longer afraid that Ergu will take her back to Northern Mongolia, and she can completely start her new life.

Lu Nianwei carefully retracted her contract, and said with a smile: "From today, we are partners. To celebrate, I will treat you to a drink!"

"Okay, we should drink and watch the moon tonight!" Zhao Yan said with a smile.

A moment later, Zhao Yan and Lu Nianwei appeared on the roof of Wanbao Building.

Between the two of them were two dishes of side dishes, a jar of Eight Immortals Drunk brewed exclusively by Wanbaolou, and two large porcelain bowls.

"In our northern Mongolia, children drink from big bowls. Drinking from cups is too stingy. Do you dare to drink from my bowl?" Lu Nianwei looked at Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan straightened his chest and said, "Why don't I dare, come on!"

Immediately, the two drank heavily.

In front of Wanbao Building is a bustling city, especially bustling and bustling, and the moon like a jade plate hangs in the sky, very bright and clean.

In such an environment, even a non-drinker can have a drink or two.

At this moment, Hei Wa and Shen Tuyi also set up a table in the backyard.

Chicken, goose, fish and sheep are all hard dishes, but the two drink fruit wine.

Their mission is to protect Zhao Yan, and if they miss something by drinking liquor, the two of them will regret it.

In a short while, Zhao Yan and Lu Nianwei drank five or six bowls as they went back and forth.

After getting a little drunk, the two talked more.

"The emperor of the Zhou Dynasty I heard is like a teacher who is teaching. He is gentle, well-spoken, and does not eat the fireworks of the world. You are not like that at all!" Lu Nianwei said with a smile.

"Then what do you think I look like?"

Lu Nianwei looked Zhao Yan up and down, and said, "The first time I saw you, you looked like a foolish rich man; the second time I saw you, you looked like a flamboyant; today you look like a businessman."

"Haha... Interesting, you still don't look like a princess. How can a princess drink from such a big bowl when she fights the best?" Zhao Yan picked up the wine bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

"Hmph, I don't care about being a princess at all. If I were an ordinary person, my life would be much happier than it is now!"

"Who isn't? I don't want to be emperor yet!"

The two let out a long sigh, touched the bowl again, and drank it down in one gulp.

Tonight can be regarded as the happiest night Zhao Yan has had since becoming emperor.

Ever since he became emperor, he felt that he had no friends in his life, but Lu Nianwei treated him like a friend regardless of his status as emperor.

The two chatted very happily, from Dazhou to Northern Mongolia, from food to wine, from Ergu to each other, from Dazhou Chaotang to folk Goulan Wazi.

All in all, quite happy.

Not long after, the two drank two jugs of wine, and both of them blushed slightly, a little drunk.

Standing on the roof, Zhao Yan watched the streets still full of people and the city full of lights, and suddenly felt poetic.

He said to Lu Nianwei: "Such a beautiful day, must be accompanied by poetry."

Looking down at the bustling street ahead, Zhao Yan recited:
"A thousand trees are blooming at night in the east wind. It blows even more, and the stars are like rain. The carves of BMWs fill the road. The sound of the phoenix flute, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night."

"Good poetry, good poetry!" Lu Nianwei praised sincerely. Although she was born in Northern Mongolia, she is more proficient in the culture of the Great Zhou Dynasty than Ergu, and she has made some achievements in poetry.

After listening to the first half, Lu Nianwei felt that this was another masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

She looked at Zhao Yan with some ecstasy, and had to admit that the gods really cared for this man. Apart from giving him a lofty position, he also gave him a peerless appearance and talent.

Zhao Yan picked up a bowl of wine, drank it down again, and started the second half.

"Moth Xueliu's golden strands. Laughter and whispers are full of fragrance. People search for her thousands of times. When I look back suddenly, that person is there, in a dimly lit place."

At the moment when the recitation was finished, Zhao Yan looked at Lu Nianwei tenderly.

Lu Nianwei's face turned red in an instant, and she murmured: "I searched for her thousands of times in the crowd. When I looked back suddenly, that person was there, in a dimly lit place."

She understood these few words, which meant that a man was looking for his beloved woman in the vast crowd, but finally found that the woman was by his side.

"He...he likes me? Is he confessing to me?" Lu Nianwei's heart was pounding, and she asked, "Are you going to give this poem to me?"

Zhao Yan was taken aback, and said with a smile: "I can give it to you, as long as 1000 taels of silver."

Lu Nianwei's face instantly became angry, and she wanted to kick Zhao Yan down.

　In order to chase girls, I had to borrow teacher Xin Qiji's poems, sin, sin!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)