From eunuch to emperor

Long Shuai Mansion.

Long Chen was fast asleep on the bed, it was rare to be cooler tonight, and he slept comfortably.

dong dong dong...

There was a slight knock on the door, Long Chen turned over, and habitually reached out to hug the beautiful woman beside him, but in vain.

"Um..."

Long Chen slowly opened his eyes, only to remember that he slept alone tonight, without anyone to accompany him.

"Come in."

Long Chen lazily replied, the door opened, and Su Yourong walked in.

The moonlight was bright outside, and the room could be seen clearly, so Su Yourong stopped lighting the lamp.

"My lord, there is a young man outside begging to see, saying that their master has written a poem, please taste it."

When Su Yourong said it, he felt a little baffled, and in the middle of the night, he sent someone to send poems and essays to ask for appreciation. Isn't this a disease of the brain!

He Juntao, the steward of the front yard, was very angry when he heard this, and wanted to drive the young man away, but the young man said that Long Chen would definitely get up to appreciate poems, and please inform him.

Seeing that the young man was so confident, He Juntao was afraid of delaying things, so he told Su Yourong.

Su Yourong felt strange, so she went into Long Chen's room.

Long Chen fell into a drowsy sleep, and said: "Auntie, come up and sleep with me."

Wearing a light pajamas, Su Yourong really climbed onto the bed and lay down next to Long Chen.

Long Chen lifted his foot to press on Su Yourong's body, and put his hand on it, it was soft and very comfortable.

"My lord, someone is asking to see you outside."

Su Yourong said softly.

Long Chen squeezed Su Yourong's limp body, and muttered, "Crazy...come in the middle of the night..."

Su Yourong thought it was the same, so she ignored it.

Although Su Yourong was often molested by Long Chen, it was the first time for her to sleep with her.

In the past, if she wasn't accompanied by the princess, she was taken over by Zhang Qian, Bai Tingting and a gang of goblins, so it was Su Yourong's turn.

Moreover, Su Yourong was too embarrassed to say it.

It was a rare opportunity tonight, Su Yourong was very happy.

Taking Long Chen's foot off, Su Yourong raised his foot and put Long Chen's hand there...

In his sleep, Long Chen felt something and instinctively moved...

Su Yourong hugged Long Chen and slowly enjoyed sleeping.

...

dong dong dong...

There was a knock on the door, Su Yourong was a little impatient, she turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

He Juntao said outside the door: "Aunt Rong, the young man outside the door is the personal bodyguard of the president of Tianxiahui, please get up."

That young man is naturally Yan Xing.

Su Yourong enjoyed it in the room, while Yan Xing was left waiting outside the door for a long time.

Yan Xing was worried that it would take too long, so he revealed his identity, and He Juntao came in to report immediately.

Hearing that it was a member of the Tianxiahui, Su Yourong gently pushed Long Chen and said, "My lord, the people of the Tianxiahui are here to see you."

In a daze, Long Chen heard the Tianxiahui, opened his eyes and found Su Yourong sleeping next to him.

"Hey, why is aunt sleeping here?"

Su Yourong said in a low voice, "You asked me to come up."

Long Chen scratched his head and thought about it... He couldn't remember at all.

"No wonder, I said why it's so comfortable, it's my aunt's stuff."

Su Yourong was embarrassed to hear that: "What's comfortable or uncomfortable is not all the same."

After putting on her pajamas, Su Yourong got up and lit the lamp, and Long Chen got up slowly.

He opened the door and He Juntao came in.

"What about people?"

Long Chen yawned and wanted to continue sleeping.

He Juntao said: "Outside the door, my lord..."

This is the backyard, Yan Xing is not suitable for a man to come in.

Long Chen said: "Let's go, go to the front and see what they're messing with."

He Juntao led the way, and Long Chen walked slowly to the living room. After a while, Yan Xing walked in, and saw Long Chen with sleepy eyes.

"I have seen the Great Pillar Kingdom."

Yan Xing just bowed, not very polite.

This kid has just been with Ji Ba not long ago, and he has a high spirit, a little like a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

"Tell me, what's the matter."

Long Chen wanted to go back to sleep early.

Yan Xing took out the poems written by Ji Ba, and said: "The president was enjoying the moon in Quanhu Lake, and suddenly he became very popular in poetry. He wrote a poem, and I invite Da Zhuguo to appreciate it."

Hearing that Ji Ba wrote poems, Long Chen was slightly surprised: "Oh, the president can still write poems, let me see."

He Juntao took the poem and unfolded it in front of Long Chen, not letting Long Chen touch it.

She worries that the paper is poisonous.

"A round of moon is high and high, and the water in the spring and lake is surging; drinking fine wine with a beautiful girl in my arms, I am the most proud hero in the world!"

After Long Chen finished reading, he almost cried out from laughter, this is also called poetry, not even doggerel!

"What a poem! I have never seen such a simple and artistic poem!"

"Oh, I always thought that the president would only make money, but I didn't expect to have such literary talent!"

"It's a pity, it's a pity, if the president doesn't become the uncrowned king, he should be able to become the leader of scribes!"

These words made Long Chen feel disgusted.

Yan Xing smiled triumphantly: "Da Zhuguo really has good eyesight."

Long Chen finished admiring, and said: "Seeing such a good poem by the president, I am also very happy with poetry, and I will share a poem with the president."

Between literati and poetry is a great elegant poem.

The so-called harmonious poetry is to compose poems and sing with others.

Now Ji Ba composes a poem, and Long Chen composes another poem as a chorus.

Hearing that there is a poem of harmony, Yan Xing was very happy, and said: "Then ask Da Zhuguo to compose a poem immediately."

He Juntao immediately brought pen and ink, and Long Chen immediately wrote a poem.

He Juntao took it and handed it to Yan Xing.

Yan Xing didn't understand, so he didn't read it, and said: "I will take my leave."

After finishing speaking, Yan Xing left the Longshuai mansion, and immediately rode back to Quanhu Lake.

He Juntao was very upset and said, "This young man doesn't understand etiquette."

Long Chen smiled, and said: "Young people, it's normal to be crazy."

"You should go back and rest too, looking for character poems in the middle of the night, your brain is flooded."

Long Chen returned to the bedroom, Su Yourong was still sitting in the room.

"My aunt is still here, so sleep with me."

Long Chen smiled and pulled Su Yourong up, putting his hands in the middle...

"Wait, I'll get a towel, the mat had better not get wet."

Su Yourong quickly took a towel as a cushion, and Long Chen blew out the candles to sleep.

Yan Xing returned to Quanhu Lake with the poems, dismounted from the horse, and boarded the big boat in a small boat.

Ji Ba asked impatiently, "Why have you been away for so long?"

Yan Xing replied truthfully: "Long Chengen had already gone to bed, so he delayed."

Niu Yang and Gao Nian were old and sleepy, so they sat beside them and took a nap.

"How did he say?"

Yan Xing replied: "He said that the president's poetry and prose are very good. If the president does not become the uncrowned king, he should be the leader of scholars."

This is what Long Chen told the truth, Ji Ba laughed and said, "This Long Cheng'en is a good flatterer!"

"The chief scribe belongs to him, Long Cheng'en, and I disdain to take his title."

Ji Ba listened very comfortably and was very proud.

Since ancient times, powerful people have always liked to be arty. They are obviously big and rough, but they try their best to rely on literati and refined scholars, and finally make it nondescript.

"President, Long Cheng'en also replied with a poem, saying that the president's poems made him prosper."

Ji Ba said happily: "Take it out and let the Great Elder see it."