Aoyama

In the early morning of the apricot moon, the golden sunlight shines through the carved window and prints a chrysanthemum on the bed curtain.Qi Lin woke up from the cold.The person beside him took all the silk quilt away, not a single corner of the quilt was left for him.

Qi Lin stretched out his icy hands under the quilt maliciously, making the man jump in shock: "Qing Yan, you are going to court today, have you forgotten?" Han Shui subconsciously hid in the inner curtain, curled up There was a group: "I'm not feeling well, Your Majesty will be on vacation."

Qi Lin hugged him through the silk, and said with an evil smile: "What's wrong? En?" Han Shui smiled, and rubbed himself into the embrace comfortably: "Master Qi, don't make trouble."

This is Pingnanhou's Mansion, which is three times bigger than the original Qi Mansion.It is unprecedented in history that Qi Lin became a Marquis without being in touch with the emperor. There are countless speculations in the Manchu Dynasty, but only Han Shui can see the deep meaning here.The vinegar is also jealous, but he is a sensible person.

He has no family and no job, so he can squander his years as he pleases, but the Qi family is a century-old family and heroes from generation to generation, no matter how much the incense should not be cut off by Qi Lin's generation.Therefore, the rain that should come can't stop it, the princess in the palace will sooner or later become the mistress of the Pingnanhou Mansion.

It's just that before that, Han Shui planned to be presumptuous for a while.Not only did he hang out with Qi Lin for days, but he also didn't go to court at all, which meant that he was angry with the empress.But the female emperor was still busy running the country, so she didn't have time to pay attention to this nonsense, so she smiled and said yes.

It was a hell of a time.Han Shui slept for a while, rubbed his eyes, lifted the cloud-like fine white silk quilt, kicked Qi Lin, and urged: "Master Hou, get up quickly, you and I will compete in front of the Spiritual Light Altar." Qi Lin said: "I I'm old, I can't beat you, you are young."

Swordsmanship is a new hobby that Mr. Han has cultivated since he left the court.This can be too busy for many court officials.The Ministry of Industry rebuilt the martial arts venues, the Ministry of Households specially allocated money for the martial arts altar, and the Ministry of Rites mounted tens of thousands of Chongwu poems, which were announced throughout the country.With just one or two sentences above, the whole imperial city became popular with swords.

In addition, the Lingguang Temple also built a new hidden sword pavilion, which was specially used to store the swords that the courtiers searched from all over the world to present to Mr. Han.There are countless sharp swords in the pavilion, and people ridiculed it as the Hedgehog Tower.

Teacher Xi didn't just look for it randomly, Su Mu traveled all over the world and tried his best to invite several martial arts masters to teach Mr. Han.Mr. Han is "talented and intelligent", and he is determined to defeat General Qi within half a year.

Qi Lin is Minister of the Ministry of War, he is in charge of the military system of the Six Paths, and he also manages the affairs of the Yuetian Camp.

The sun is warm and the spring is cold, the pennant dances in the breeze, and on the crystal Hanjin stone, there is a black robe and a white robe.Nowadays, swordsmanship is popular, and there are countless onlookers. Tian Xu, Ban Xia, Jin Yu and others are drinking tea and watching the battle on Zhantai, each seeing something.

The golden gong sounded.Holding the Silver Dust Sword, Han Shui walked around Qi Lin with a light gait, his white clothes fluttering around, his appearance was sharp and angular.Qi Lin remained motionless, responding to all changes without change, and said something in his heart: "If you are like this, you will die on the battlefield long ago."

After three games, Qi Lin lost three games.Han Shui's sword was passed down by a martial arts master, it was shining golden, elegant and beautiful, while his general's sword had been on the battlefield, and it was a real blood-stained sword, so it shouldn't be a false move.

Han Shui was like a spring breeze, very proud of himself, and said to everyone: "General Qi's swordsmanship is very good, very good." What's more, he made a gold-encrusted big list, and he did not know how to rank it. No. [-] in the world.

Afterwards, General Xiao Da passed by the Spiritual Light Altar, looked at the martial arts field, and lamented "brazen".Cherish each other.

In July, it was a dry day, and the heat wave was rolling in the fields, and the government offices used ice, but they still couldn't suppress the heat.Han Shui ordered Jing Lan to hang the picture of rivers and mountains of the Five Kingdoms on the screen, holding the gold engraved box containing ice and snow in her palm, and meditated for a long time alone.

Jing Lan just walked out the door silently, but in the courtroom, Tian Laoqi meticulously sorted out the news from all over the place.Jing Lan joined in the fun and said, "My lord won't go to court, so what are you busy doing?"

Tian Laoqi picked up the bamboo roll and knocked on the boy's head: "Brother Dongqing and Brother Banxia are gone, why don't you bless your head, brat. If Mr. Han doesn't go to court, you won't work gone?"

Over the past seven years, Han Shui and Yun Bing have reached an ambiguous understanding.Han Shui is not only good at guessing the holy will, but also ruthless, daring to do what ordinary people dare not.He bears the infamy for her and does all the dirty things under the stage, and she gives him supreme power to support the glory on the stage.

A while ago, the Nine Emperors were physically and mentally exhausted due to the destruction of Qin Zhen's camp, and became terminally ill.Mr. Nan advocated sending envoys to condolences, while Uncle Xiao Guo suggested taking the opportunity to attack the Nine Realms. Mr. Chu didn't speak, but he didn't take any action.

Han Shui got the news that the princes of the Nine Realms must have their own evil intentions, so he secretly gathered a group of merchants such as Chen Li, stated their benefits, and sent them to the Nine Realms to secretly plan to sow discord.The empress often said: "There is no one who knows me better than Han Qing." Han Qing does not go to court, but Han Qing knows how to do things.

Within a few months, the internal affairs of the Nine Realms fell into chaos, the Nine Emperors died, the crown prince fled to the people, and the princes occupied the mountains as kings, fighting fiercely.The hero who ruled the world in the past, in an instant, the country will disappear.

The empress gloated for a long time, and finally put on a heartbroken look in the court hall, crying for the lives of the people of the Nine Realms.Then, Lin Yun waved his fan and went to the film department to tell a story, Han Shui smiled lightly: "It's a pity that Han is unwell and can't go to court, so he missed this good show."

Han Shui was "unwell" and avoided being seen by others, but he often went to Pingnanhou's mansion to recuperate.Sometimes when I was too busy, I would go to the kitchen to make dumplings myself.Qi Lin hated it and refused to eat it, but Han Shui always said: "Eat one meal, one less meal."

A few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qi Lin came back from court, and Xi Wu changed his clothes, saying that Mr. Han had been waiting for a long time.Qi Lin smiled wryly: "He is the number one sword in the world, why don't he practice it?" He ignored his exhaustion and went to the back garden.

The setting sun of Hexi is sprinkled on the flourishing dahlia flower beds, giving off a fragrant fragrance.The jade-faced fairy was dressed in plain clothes, sitting leisurely on a stone chair among flowers, peeling a few pomelo petals.Qi Lin was stunned, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Han Shui smiled and said, "Master Hou is back? Try this Mizhou pomelo, which was just sent by the Prince of Nanjing today." He is approaching his age, but his appearance and temperament are still out of the world, and he is not comparable to ordinary handsome.

The honey pomelo is a red heart, each fruit is plump and moist, and when you look closely, it is still golden-yellow. How could you know that what Qi Lin is greedy for is not the fruit, but the beauty.

Han Shui flashed into the flowers: "I told you to taste the pomelo, don't move your hands." Qi Lin chewed into a few pieces of the fruit, which was extremely sweet, and put it into his mouth together with the beauty's fingers.Han Shui was helpless, blushing all over his face.

Qi Lin leaned close to her face, kissed her, and pressed Han Shui tightly against the wooden railing of the flower garden, letting the dahlias blooming gracefully in his eyes, swaying gracefully: "Qingyan, the hostess of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet." This matter, this Marquis wants to discuss it with you."

In previous years, the Qi Mansion did not hold a big banquet during the Mid-Autumn Festival, but this year is different after all, Qi Lin would like to invite a few uncles and brothers to celebrate the festival together to enjoy the moon.

It is said to be a discussion, but in fact, Han Shui is in Qilin's shoes, so he has no opinion.But it was probably because of the fragrance of the flowers that forced love/desire, and within a few words of discussion, Han Shui turned his face away, and said unnaturally: "Master Hou, what you said next is against me."

Qi Lin felt very uncomfortable, grabbed the beauty's hand, and turned towards Hushan: "Then please ask Yan'er to help me once." .His hand was squeezed tightly, leading to the opponent's body...

"Master Hou, those relatives of yours, if they see me, there won't be any rumors." Han Shui could only caress the burning heat in his palm, while distracting himself by talking about something serious.

Qi Lin hugged him tightly, breathing slightly: "They are eager to see you more." Han Shui smiled, pinched his fingertips with great skill: "Master, my hands are sore."

Before the sun set, shaking off the last rosy clouds, Qi Lin let out a sigh of relief, contented.Several servant girls in the garden hurried over with water basins to wait on them.Han Shui soaked his hands stained with fishy liquid in the basin, idly not wanting to move, and let the maid wait for him to scrub.

Qi Lin put on clean clothes, and smiled brightly: "Qingyan is not only the best in the world in swordsmanship, but also in handwork, I admire you." So Han Shui left angrily, and really didn't want to pay attention to Qi Lin at all. .

For the first eight years, Hanshui's Mid-Autumn Festival was celebrated in Yuhua Pavilion, Bishu greeted the old people, Zefei set up the scene, and all the children who came were Liu Xing's children, which was quite lively.It's just that there is something human in between.

It stands to reason that the children brought gifts to honor Mr. Ye, that's what they should.But the real owner of Yuhua Pavilion is obviously Mr. Han.Han Shui's heart is cruel and unsympathetic, but whenever he meets a clever character, he will still send it to the mansions of the big dignitaries.

Only once, when tasting wine on the Mingyue Water Terrace and admiring the moon, Han Shui listened to two strings, one Shang and one Feather.He looked back and saw that the child playing the piano was smart and beautiful, with delicate and slender hands.

Han Shui got up and walked over, and asked, "My lord, do you know what tune you're playing?" The child lowered his eyebrows and replied, "If you're going back to the master, I'll call you Qiu Ban, and it's "The Sorrow of Fei Fei."

Han Shui frowned, and pressed his palm on the strings: "They are all from the pavilion. They don't call themselves slaves or masters." Everyone was silent.

The sound of this piano is wrong.Han Shui stayed up all night, finally tuned the piano, and returned it to Qiu Ban.Such a move is enough for Qiu Ban to be the top brand for two or three years, which is considered a great kindness.

How could Han Shui not know, Qiu Ban played this piece deliberately.But he occasionally feels distressed, distressed about his past.

Fortunately, this year, Zefei will not be spending the Mid-Autumn Festival in the pavilion, so it will be easy for Ze Fei to explain, and he would like to save some trouble for socializing.Only Bi Shu was lost, and said a few words: "If you don't come, few people will come back." Han Shui comforted: "No hurry, in a few years, I will get Master Shi out for you."

Bi Shu's eyes lit up, and he said angrily, "Didn't you say you don't want to call me Lord?" Han Shui smiled: "Okay, that's your Lord, I can't call you Lord." Ze Fei passed by, blinked, By the way, he teased: "My lord Han's master is in Pingnanhou's mansion."

The author has something to say:

Don't make trouble, Lord Qi, I want more~