Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

Dou Yun was distressed, but Feng Feibai on the dragon chair had been looking at Shen Chun who was talking with the ministers, and he was even more curious to see the playfulness in his eyes when he talked about breaking his sleeves and dividing the peaches.

Although the new emperor is enthroned, he still has one more task every day than the previous enthroned emperors, which is to go to the study.

There are quite a lot of books there, but it is troublesome to find them. Feng Feibai climbed up the ladder and flipped through the book labels, and refused the help of the little eunuchs to find them.

At that time, the eyes of all the officials were different, and even the right minister blushed, obviously it was not something that could be discussed in front of others.

Broken sleeves and split peaches?What is it?If you ask the Taifu...it must be done.

The little emperor was busy looking for books in the library, but he didn't notice that the door of the library opened from the outside, and a slender figure walked in.

The sound of flipping through the bamboo slips sounded, and Shen Chun followed the sound, and stopped when he stood under the tall bookcase and looked at the little emperor who almost leaned his whole body in.

"Ah, I found it!" The little emperor above seemed to have found something novel, and his tone was full of excitement. He opened the bamboo slips and was still muttering, "Fentao... Fentao... man..."

"Your Majesty, what are you looking at?" Shen Chun interrupted the little emperor's concentration.

As soon as the voice came out, the little emperor, half of his body lying on the bookcase, suddenly turned around. When he saw Shen Chun, his expression was flustered. He wanted to hide the bamboo slips he found, but he forgot that he was still stepping on the ladder. He stepped on the ground and fell down.

Falling from a high place, I was afraid that the fall would be hard, Feng Feibai closed his eyes nervously, but he didn't feel any pain, but fell into a warm embrace, bumped slightly, safe and sound.

Shen Chun's sleeve robe fell down with his actions, and even the beaded hair tassels were scattered on his chest, Feng Feibai grabbed his collar, his pupils were dilated, but his forehead suddenly felt a pain, The bamboo slip that hit his forehead fell to the ground with a thud.

"It hurts!" Feng Feibai covered his forehead.

Shen Chun smiled, put down his one hand, picked up the roll of bamboo slips, and looked at the contents.

The content is not a bad thing, it is just that when Mi Zixia is favored by the monarch, the monarch is willing to eat his leftover peaches, and thinks it is love. Leftover peaches.

It has always been like this, and it can be regarded as a warning to the world.

Feng Feibai covered his forehead and looked up at the bamboo slip in Shen Chun's hand, feeling a little apprehensive: "Ai Qing."

When Shen Chun heard this address, he smiled, rolled up the bamboo slips and knocked on the child's forehead, saying: "This scholar has confiscated it, and you can't read it until His Majesty comes of age."

"You, how can you be so rebellious?" Feng Feibai's eyes widened.

Shen Chun knocked on his hand with the bamboo slips, the little emperor touched his forehead, and said dully: "Why, why can't you read it?"

What the queen mother said is right, I have to be obedient, the majestic son of heaven was hit on the head by a bamboo slip, it's too embarrassing!

"If your Majesty wants to see the things in it, I will definitely offer them up." Shen Chun put the bamboo slips in his sleeve and said.

Dou Yun can be sure that he may not be born to like the same sex, but the little emperor can't be sure here. If he doesn't induce him before he is an adult, if he likes women, both sides will be happy.

Although things may not be as easy as he thought, he still has to try. As for subsequent changes, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

"I see." Feng Feibai suppressed his curiosity even though he was curious, "Aiqing, why are you here?"

"Of course I came to look for His Majesty." Shen Chun looked down at him and said, "I heard from the Taifu that Your Majesty did not go to the study on time."

Feng Feibai's face flushed slightly, with a bit of anxiety: "What time is it?"

"It's noon." Shen Chun said.

At three o'clock in the morning, I went to the study room, and now it has been more than half an hour.

"I just didn't notice it for a while, and missed the time." Feng Fei intertwined his fingers, looked at Shen Chun's face and said, "I will make up the time, not next time."

The little emperor was obviously ashamed, but he also obviously hadn't learned to admit mistakes, but his complexion was rosy, and Yuxue looked cute.

Shen Chun stretched out his hands and pinched his baby-fat face, and when the little emperor raised his head in astonishment, he said: "The Tai Tuo has already gone back, and the commute is delayed, why don't you come and teach your Majesty how to read and write today."

"I heard that Aiqing is good at Feibai calligraphy, but what I study is regular script." Feng Feibai looked forward to it, but remembered the cautious words and deeds taught by his mother.

"I can also use italics." Shen Chun laughed.

Feibai's book is meant to be chic and elegant, which doesn't match the regular script. Emperor Wenhe named the little emperor Feibai, maybe he also hoped that he would be unrestrained and unrestrained all his life, but it didn't work out. He would be trapped in this palace no matter what. Strictly abide by the rules of life.

Just like the system said, since he is still a cub, he should be given some childish joy, even if the one taught later is really not suitable for being an emperor, then just choose another suitable one.

"Really?" Feng Feibai looked expectant.

"Really." Shen Chun smiled.

The study is not far away, the monarch and his subjects walk hand in hand, but Shen Chun is half a step behind the emperor to show respect, but every time the little emperor is attracted to turn back to confirm whether his figure is still there.

When we got to the study room, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone had already been prepared, the little emperor knelt and sat by the desk, Shen Chun rolled up his sleeves and rubbed the ink for him and said: "Your Majesty write a few words first, and I will see how your Majesty's foundation is. "

His fingers were long and slender, and he rubbed them lightly with an ink of the same length. Although there were obvious calluses on his knuckles, Feng Fei still couldn't stop staring at them.

When he practiced calligraphy in the past, there would be court eunuchs or his mother who would grind ink for him, but women's fingers were slender, while eunuchs' fingers were mostly rough and thick, no matter how they looked, they were not as good-looking as this man's fingers. He likes to reward something, and has never done these things for him.

Feng Feibai picked up the pen and wrote earnestly. He was three years old and had never taken such a serious attitude in calligraphy. When he finished writing a few words, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Shen Chun, with a bit of expectation that he didn't even notice. and nervous.

Shen Chun looked at the straight strokes, pondered for a while and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's writing is quite good."

The little emperor smiled uncontrollably with the corners of his lips pursed, and forced his smile back as if thinking of something, but the subtle pride in his eyes couldn't be concealed: "Of course I have practiced well."

"It's just that you don't have to be too strict about writing." Shen Chun took a pen, sucked up the ink, and the pen fell on the paper, flowing like a cloud and flowing water. The unique romantic freehand brushwork.

Feng Feibai was fascinated by it, he just felt that the words in his brush seemed to be alive, and compared with what he wrote before, it was really rigid, like dry wood, lifeless.

There was a twilight on the little emperor's face, he thought he was ignorant, he pulled out his own paper without realizing it, and squeezed it into a ball, only shame remained in his eyes: "Ai Qing's handwriting is really good."

He thought that Shen Chun was born as a general, even if he could write, it was just a skill, but he didn't want to sit on the sidelines.

"Your Majesty is still young, and when I reach my age, I can write just as well." Shen Chun looked at the little guy's ashamed expression and said.

Feng Feibai looked at him and said, "Really?"

"Really." Shen Chun smiled.

Feng Feibai is still young, even in the study, the Taifu will only let him practice calligraphy, or lecture on the Four Books and Five Classics, and will not inform the government of the government.

Shen Chun was here, first let him practice calligraphy for half an hour, but when he was studying, he left out the Four Books and Five Classics, and asked someone to bring the memorials over.

Feng Feibai originally enjoyed the time of practicing calligraphy, but when he saw those memorials, he sat up subconsciously: "Ai Qing, the Taifu usually teaches the Four Books..."

Since it is necessary to keep a low profile, it is natural not to get in touch with government affairs too early.

"The Four Books are taught by the Grand Tutor. His Majesty originally wanted to see the affairs of the government, but now I have handled them on my behalf. Your Majesty does not need to make decisions now, but only needs to read." Shen Chun said.

Dynasties in other worlds also have young masters enthroned. With heavy burdens on their shoulders, they will naturally grow up quickly. Shen Chun did not intend to overthrow the seedlings, but there are some things that the little emperor should have known earlier.

"Yes." Feng Feibai took a deep breath, took a memorial, but his eyes fell on Shen Chun's expression.

"Your Majesty, there is no writing on my face." Shen Chun noticed his gaze and smiled.

Feng Feibai quickly retracted his gaze, focusing on the memorial.

There are many books written by ministers, and they are extremely long. Although Feng Feibai can read a lot, it is hard to avoid reading some places. He looked at Shen Chun and whispered: "Ai Qing, I don't know this word. .”

Shen Chun looked over and said, "Zuo, refers to the position of the king."

"Thank you, Aiqing." Feng Feibai continued to look around before and after the contact, but he got stuck, and every time he asked, his face would turn more red.

"Forget it, I'll read it to His Majesty." Shen Chun looked at his flushed cheeks, got up and sat behind him, and read the laid out memorial one by one.

He just acted subconsciously, and most of the children were taught to act like this, but such an intimate movement made the little emperor froze in place, only feeling nervous that he was about to fly. He didn't feel scared, but he couldn't say no. What is the reason for this tension.

Shen Chun's tone of voice is gentle, and he will ask questions every time he encounters a word that looks complicated. The little emperor doesn't know a lot, but next time he encounters the same word, he will remember it very clearly. satisfy.

He used to do tasks in many worlds, but he rarely took care of children. Even if he was rescued by chance, he would give money and entrust others. Even if he took it himself, most of them were freed. It didn't feel bad though.

It may also be that this child is cute, which made him a little more patient.

Shen Chun's finger occasionally touches the memorial, and the faint incense lingers, Feng Feibai is in it, even if he concentrates on the content, he can't help looking at that finger, and can't help thinking, if this is the case Wearing a red jade finger on his hand, will it look extraordinarily beautiful?

"Your Majesty, concentrate." Shen Chun reminded.

"Yes." Feng Feibai quickly regained consciousness and concentrated again.

After reading the memorial for half an hour, Shen Chun got up when the maid of Chuanshan arrived. Feng Feibai had never been so immersed in studying. Seeing him get up, he raised his head and asked, "Where is Aiqing going?"

"It's time for your Majesty to eat, and I will take my leave first." Shen Chun signaled, and someone picked up the memorials and stood behind him.

Feng Feibai felt depressed for a while, but he still remembered the etiquette teaching: "Aiqing, go slowly, and send Shen Aiqing out."

Shen Chun came suddenly and left suddenly. In the past, Feng Feibai always looked forward to the meal time, so as not to always hear the elongated and boring words, but now that the table is full of meals, he has lost his appetite. .

I don't know if he will come tomorrow.

Shen Chun didn't notice the little emperor's thoughts, the eight-year-old child already knew a lot of things, the first emperor was always on guard, and the queen mother also avoided him, what he taught on weekdays was probably the things of hiding one's strength and biding one's time, but the child's mind always It can't be hidden, the kind of thoughts that are hard to suppress but can't control are the most fun.

Being willing to control has the benefits of being willing to control. The king's happiness and anger should not be easily guessed by others.

Shen Chun has finished his meal, and there are still many things to deal with. The people's livelihood is the most important thing, and every decision must be made carelessly.

At the same time, Dou Yun also began to try those corrupt officials. He should not have done this matter, but since he was hired, he had to decide the severity.

The files of the Ministry of Criminal Justice are recorded on the side, and Dou Yun frowned when he read them at the beginning. He embezzled the people's fat and people's anointing, plundered real estate at will, and was in collusion. Buying and selling officials abound. Just a small county magistrate dared to embezzle the imperial court's disaster relief The money is 10 taels, and even in order to hide the crime, it is not uncommon to kill people.

"Master Prime Minister, drink some tea before watching." The guards of the Ministry of Punishment served tea.

"Thank you." Dou Yun said this thank you as if grinding his teeth.

The guard froze for a moment, then quickly retracted his neck and backed out, only to heave a sigh of relief when he got outside.

The colleague smiled at his expression: "I told you to bring tea to the prime minister, why do you feel like you have been tortured?"

"Prime Minister, it's as if you want to kill someone. Don't I have to hold my neck and hang my heart?" said the guard.

"Did you do something wrong? Didn't you always say that Prime Minister Dou has a good temper?" asked the colleague.

"How is that possible?" said the guard.

Dou Yun read the past one by one, and the anger was also accumulated in his heart. After reading these, he just presented them, and the depression in his heart had accumulated to the point where he had nowhere to vent.

He is a scholar, and scholars know how to be polite, and he talks about a gentleman who speaks but does not act, and can always reason in everything, but now he can't hold back the hostility in his heart, and even wants to fight those corrupt officials. Ask them how they can be so dehumanizing.

For such a person, it seems that there is only one way to kill them quickly.

There is a difference in severity, how can he make a difference in severity?

……

"Marshal, the generals in the fief of King Huai and King Qi have been secretly replaced." Liang Wendong reported.

"Well, the princes have lived in Beijing for too long, let them go back in three days." Shen Chun rubbed his fingers.

"Marshal..." Liang Wendong hesitated.

"Say." Shen Chun said.

Liang Wendong knelt down and said, "If you release him now, it's tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain. Even if the Marshal...in the future... except for the little emperor, there will always be these people who will occupy the righteousness and will not be good for the Marshal's enthronement."

"When did I say that I wanted that position?" Shen Chun looked at him and asked, "When did you have the intention to usurp the throne?"

His tone was not serious, but it made Liang Wendong even more excited: "The subordinates don't have such a heart, but they just don't understand why the marshal is so troublesome for the royal family?"

If not for that position, wouldn't it be making wedding dresses for others?

Shen Chun couldn't explain the task to him, but being the emperor was indeed not what he wanted: "Get up."

Liang Wendong looked at his expression, felt a little relieved, and stood up: "Marshal."

"I really don't have any interest in the throne. The reason why I became a regency is that I don't want the people to suffer from being displaced. Rather than living in this tiny place in the capital, it's better to ride a horse and whip a whip on the desert in the northwest." Shen Chun walked away. Going to his side and pressing his shoulder, he said, "Don't mention this matter in the future."

Liang Wendong's heart trembled slightly, he cupped his hands and said: "It's my subordinates who are shallow, guarding the capital, and wronged the marshal."

That's right, the marshal was originally an eagle above the desert in the northwest, and no one can restrain him, not even His Majesty, but now he is trapped in the birdcage in the capital, unable to spread his wings, it is indeed aggrieved.

Shen Chun: "..."

In fact, he is not wronged. The desert has the benefits of the desert, and the capital also has the wealth of the capital.

If he really felt wronged, he wouldn't come to do the mission.

【Host, General Liang seems to have misunderstood something. ] 521 said.

[Misunderstanding is misunderstanding. 】Shen Chun laughed.

It doesn't matter if you misunderstand, loyalty is the most important thing, as long as you don't really make claims to usurp the throne because of the misunderstanding.

If he really gets that position, he will be the one who will have a headache.

"Let me report to King Yi, and Dou asks to see you." A guard came to report in a hurry.

"It's finally here." Shen Chun smiled, turned around and sat back on the seat.

"Didn't Prime Minister Dou never associate with the Marshal?" Liang Wendong asked.

"It's for other things, let him in." Shen Chun laughed.

Prince Yi's mansion is not extravagant, but it doesn't have any flowers and plants like warriors, only a place to practice martial arts.Although it is not extravagant, it is also a step by step, and the shade is always appropriate.

It's just that Dou Yun didn't have the heart to appreciate the scenery, so he hurried in, and when he saw Shen Chun, he knelt down: "My minister came to plead guilty."

"What's the crime, Mr. Right?" Shen Chun asked Dou Yun, who was kneeling in front of him.

The etiquette of a gentleman requires proper attire and cleanliness everywhere. Dou Yun has always been like this. He has never been rude, but he has not seen it for a few days. There were bloodshot eyes all over it, obviously he didn't sleep well, so he came in a hurry.

"The minister's previous statement about the importance of corrupt officials is just a matter of paper." After kneeling, Dou Yun looked directly at Shen Chun and said, "Corrupt officials are corrupt and harm the people. They should be killed quickly!"

Emperor Wenhe was indeed kind and generous, but he also encouraged corrupt officials and made the people suffer. However, King Yi made a decisive decision. Under the heavy punishment, the shock was great, and no one would dare to commit another crime easily.

He was taking it for granted.

Shen Chun smiled when he heard the words. Although Dou Yun is stubborn, his loyalty to the emperor can even be said to be foolish loyalty, but a heart is for the country and the people, and he is a usable person. He only needs a little guidance, and he can handle many things. Can save a lot of trouble.

Shen Chun got up, helped Dou Yun himself up and said: "Mr. Dou knows my heart very well, so you and I can be regarded as half confidants."

Shen Chun's stature is half a head taller than Dou Yun's, and his arms are extremely powerful. Even if Dou Yun's eyes turned black when he suddenly stood up, they were very stable.

Yongchao pursued men's romantic and beautiful appearance, and long sleeves were the most elegant, but Dou Yun saw that the clothes of the people in front of him were all neat, but their every move was romantic, unlike others who only wanted their appearance, but not their spirit.

"Thank you." Dou Yun took a step back and cupped his hands.

Therefore, when people questioned the court, the court and the public had speculations about whether he had broken his sleeves. Although he admired gentlemen, he liked women, but the color of men and women could not be judged by gender. He was an ordinary man. After getting along for a long time, even if I originally liked women, I'm afraid my heart will be shaken.

I just don't know whether the rumor that Yi Wang is a manly man is true.

"There is no difference in severity, the prime minister in Beijing will handle the matter of beheading." Shen Chun put down his hand, walked to the table and took out two copies from it and said, "If you think about it, it can also relieve the depression in Xiang Xiang's heart. , Moreover, the new emperor ascended the throne, and there were not enough officials, so Enke was specially opened, and this matter was also handed over to Prime Minister Dou, so as to avoid turmoil in the Yong Dynasty."

Dou Yun is obliged to supervise and kill, even though he doesn't often kill and kill, thinking of corrupt officials being beheaded, he only feels happy in his heart.

It was just about the imperial examination, he was surprised that Shen Chun didn't let his own people do it.

But this matter is beneficial to the country, Dou Yun didn't say much, just cupped his hands and said: "King Yi entrusted me, I will definitely live up to it."

"By the way, there is also the matter of Prime Minister Dou marrying a wife. The general under this king really likes Prime Minister Dou, and his beloved daughter is just at a young age..." Shen Chun looked a little embarrassed.

Dou Yun raised his heart, and quickly said: "Love Yi Wang, my minister's family is indeed discussing relatives, I am not talented, I just want to raise my eyebrows, I don't want to wrong the general's beloved daughter, and I don't want to let my wife feel cold, please ask Yi Wang Forgive me."

"Since that's the case, it's really a pity." Shen Chun said.

"Indeed." Dou Yun was anxious, thinking that the marriage should indeed be arranged by his mother as soon as possible, so as not to be always... urged to marry.

"Is there anything else you can order from King Yi? If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Dou Yun said.

"President Dou, go slowly." Shen Chun smiled as he looked at his hastily turned back.

[It seems that everyone doesn't like being urged to marry. ] 521 said.

【indeed so. 】Shen Chun said.

If you want to stay together for a lifetime, you should like it a little bit. If strangers get together, it will be a short life, which is very regrettable.

"Marshal," Liang Wendong listened and thought for a while, "President Dou is nineteen now, and he is already discussing marriage. Although Marshal is eighteen now, do you want to see each other? It is not good to discuss marriage now. early."

Liang Wendong followed him since he was a child, and Shen Chun's parents were not around, so he could talk about such things.

Shen Chun glanced at him and said Yoyo: "It seems that Feng Shui is taking turns."

521 silently videotapes, and those who urge marriages are constantly being urged.

Liang Wendong was slightly puzzled: "What?"

"It's nothing, this king is very masculine and doesn't want to marry a wife." Shen Chun said.

Liang Wendong's pupils dilated instantly, obviously surprised: "Marshal, Marshal is so masculine?!"

"Yes." Shen Chunguan said with a smile on his face.

Liang Wendong stammered, but he was a little stunned: "It's no wonder the Marshal never gets close to women at the border. This subordinate will arrange a suitable man for you. Talented men in Beijing are also up to you to choose."

Shen Chun frowned, looked down from his body and said with a smile: "I'm not good at talent, but General Liang is better. The one with firm skin and flesh is the best."

Liang Wendong's bronze-colored face suddenly flushed red, and his whole body tensed up: "Subordinate, subordinate...Okay, girl..."

In the middle of his words, he suddenly gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and said as if death was at home: "As long as the marshal can relieve them, it doesn't matter what happens to the subordinates!"

"Hahaha..." Shen Chun laughed suddenly, he sat on the chair, propped his head with one hand and said, "I won't joke with you anymore, although I am very masculine, I can't choose it at will. Undecided, this matter will not be considered for the time being, but there is no need to deliberately suppress the rumors in the market."

Although he is the one who suspects Dou Yun of breaking his sleeve, but when asked by the public, there are also some rumors. , I want to be accepted as the head of the face.

With this rumor, Dou Yun really couldn't avoid it, and just wanted to get married as soon as possible.

It's not that Dou Yun won't fall in love after getting married, it's just that Dou Yun is stubborn and old-fashioned, if he has a wife, he will never get involved with outsiders again, and the premise of Feng Feibai's repeated invitations in the original world is that Dou Yun If the other party has a wife and is not married, and they are in love with each other, they should not bother to do that kind of forced thing.

If he dares, break his leg.

"Could it be that Marshal likes Prime Minister Dou?" Liang Wendong boldly guessed.

Shen Chun raised his eyelids to look at him and said, "Today, you should go to the training ground to practice for four hours, lest you like to think wildly when you are free."

Liang Wendong ended his sentence, but he cupped his hands and said, "This subordinate takes orders."

If you don't like Prime Minister Dou, why do you let the outside world spread the word?

The marshal's heart is also the seabed needle.

Shen Chun repeatedly asked about the marriage, but Dou Yun didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, and sent countless pictures of women in the boudoir to the right minister's mansion in a short while.

Mother Dou asked him to look through them one by one, and complained softly: "You said that you were unwilling to marry a wife before, and you said that a man should first establish a career before starting a family, but now you are in a hurry to marry again. All the girls you liked back then are married, but now it’s hard to choose the best one, and you haven’t found one that you’re satisfied with after looking at it for a few days, so tell your mother what you like.”

"It is best to know the book and be courteous, and the lintel does not have to be too high." Dou Yun said, "It is not advisable to be unruly and self-willed."

"Understood, the youngest daughter of Sun Shangshu's family is not bad, and there are Wang's family's. When the time comes, mother's birthday banquet will be invited, and you will look at each other from a distance." Mother Dou said.

"Thank you, mother, for your trouble." Dou Yun cupped his hands.

"Don't worry, it's good that you can start a family, and I've settled my mind." Mother Dou said lovingly.

It's not difficult to really see each other. The women at the birthday party of the Dou family formed a place of their own, talking and joking, just like countless flowers competing for beauty. one of them.

……

"Prime Minister Dou is the daughter of Wang Shilang's family. It is said that the girl is not the most outstanding, but the guqin embroidery is excellent. Her mother is gentle and virtuous. Her father's family has no concubines. Every move is generous. Dou Madam is very satisfied." The subordinate reported.

"What about Dou Yun himself?" Shen Chun asked.

"Prime Minister Dou chose the person himself." The subordinate said, "The two parties have already made an agreement, and the ceremony is still in progress."

"Since that's the case, on the day of their wedding, this king will also send a congratulatory gift." Shen Chun said with a smile.

Dou Yun has never married a wife in the original world line. First, because he was young and energetic, he had high vision when he was young. It was just when he was making great achievements, and he didn't want to be tied down by his family. Second, because of the palace change later, he protected Feng Feibai, It is inevitable that the official career will be difficult, and it will inevitably hurt others. I have never married, and later my love gradually developed, and I probably don't want to pretend to be a woman in my heart but marry a woman, harming others and myself.

Now that his official career is magnanimous, but he doesn't have to bear the pressure of being dragged down, and there is also the pressure of Shen Chun's wanting to win over through marriage, so naturally the marriage will be much faster.

People who think they are indispensable are not irreplaceable. As long as the process and cause and effect of acquaintance are changed, there are still other people who can replace that position.

Love is nothing more than that.

The marriage of the right minister is a major event in Beijing, and all the dignitaries in the court will go there, not to mention Dou Yun's official position, but the Dou family has many branches, and there are three dynasties in the family, which is enough for the dignitaries in Beijing to go to congratulate .

The sky was covered in red, the sound of suona and firecrackers rang together, congratulations came and went, and the flow of people was like a tide.

"Congratulations to Prime Minister Dou, we have been together for a hundred years."

"Brother Dou has finally succeeded in his career and married Meijiao Niang."

"Stop laughing at him."

All marriages are arranged according to the etiquette system. Dou Yun rides on the horse and bows his hands to the congratulators one by one on the side of the road. When he dismounts, the eight big sedan chairs land at the same time.

"Shoot at the sedan chair door to welcome the bride." The Prime Minister shouted.

It's just that Dou Yun just picked up the bow and arrow, when he heard a pass with his throat squeezed: "Your Majesty is here, Lord Yi is here—"

The voice was very thin, but it spread far away. The people who greeted and sent off just now knelt down and saluted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, and King Yi is a thousand years old."

The holy chariot was mighty, followed by guards on the left and right, and the two extremely luxurious carriages stopped. Everyone did not dare to look up. They only looked at the ground, and could see the black and red robes falling to the ground.

The little emperor took a look at Shen Chun, and said, "Everyone, stay safe."

He is an emperor, and when he said a word, the whole world surrendered, but when the words fell, no one dared to stand up.

Shen Chun said with a smile: "Everyone, calm down, today is the day of Prime Minister Dou's great joy, there is no need to perform such a grand ceremony."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, King Yi." Everyone said again, and then slowly got up.

There were a lot of people welcoming the relatives, and not all the people who came and went were officials in the court, but they were all in awe of King Yi.

King Yi's reputation has not diminished in the past few months. First, the new dynasty beheaded two thousand corrupt officials in a few days, and blood flowed like rivers in the capital.

Then cut down the feudal clan, but in March, King Ning's fiefdom was taken back to the central government. The dragon robes and piles of iron objects found in the mansion are ironclad evidence. It took only three days from sending troops to sending King Ning to prison.

As soon as this move came out, people were indeed panicked, but the chaotic prince's fiefdom in the past was much more peaceful and peaceful.

If this is the case, King Yi's reputation for killing gods will only become more popular, but all the policies he promulgated in the past few months have made the people happy and sincerely worship him.

There are so many people in this world, so they didn't care who the person sitting on the throne was, they only cared whether the high-ranking person could feed them and clothe them warmly.

The regent is decisive in killing and attacking, but he loves the people like a son. Coupled with his achievements in the Northwest, many people actually painted his image into paintings and put them in their homes to ward off evil spirits.

There are rumors that the regent is nine feet tall, with a hulking back, a blue face and long fangs. He can lift a hundred catty hammer with one hand and make the ground collapse by stomping his feet. He needs fresh meat for every meal. number.

But everyone looked up, but there was a girl from some family who couldn't hold back, and the voice disappeared, but everyone was still stunned.

The man is indeed not short in stature, more than eight feet by visual inspection, but his black hair hangs down, his robes are added to his body, and his facial features are without any blemishes. The child blushed.

"See Your Majesty, see King Yi." Dou Yun came up to salute.

"You are the groom's official, don't talk too much about etiquette today, let's welcome the newcomer." Shen Chun said.

"Yes, thank you, King Yi." Dou Yun looked back, the crowds on the left and right parted, and someone from Dou's family had already come up to welcome Shen Chun and the two of them.

The guards were guarding, Shen Chun lowered his head and smiled, "Your Majesty will go first."

"Ai Qing is with you." Feng Fei could see the scene just now, but there was no dissatisfaction on his face.

Because this situation has already been like this in the palace, Shen Chun seldom oversteps, but under his rule, it seems that everyone has forgotten that there is still him as the emperor, and only recognizes King Yi as the master.

Shen Chun stretched out his hand, Feng Feibai pulled it up, and the monarch and his subjects walked in hand in hand.

The emperor sat upright, Shen Chun sat on his left, and his parents, Gao Tang, could only sit on the lower right side.

The newlyweds paid their respects three times, and the guests called out one by one. Dou Yun led the red silk, walking carefully, even though the room was full of red, it was hard to hide the blush on his face.

Dou Yun usually wears light colors, which only look elegant and refined, but now he is dressed in red, but it adds a bit of color.

"It seems that Prime Minister Dou has found someone who is happy with each other." Shen Chun laughed softly.

Feng Feibai looked at Dou Yun, and then fell on Shen Chun again. The right minister is indeed outstanding, but even if he is well-dressed, it is not as good as the regent sitting casually, attracting countless admiring gazes.

"Licheng-"

With a loud shout, Shen Chun signaled to the eunuch at the side, the eunuch took out the imperial decree, and several people entered with gift boxes, including the newcomer, and everyone knelt down again.

Shen Chun was about to get up, but Feng Feibai said, "King Yi just sit down."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Shen Chun sat back directly.

A long list of congratulatory gifts was read, all of which were extremely valuable, not only rewarded by the emperor, but also rewarded by the queen dowager, plus the solemn and mellow sealing ceremony, which made everyone kneel down and begrudgingly.

[Host, through the ages, those who have made great achievements rarely end well. ] 521 inquired about the information and reminded.

[If I lose to the enemy, this life will be considered to be over, right? ] Shen Chun asked with a smile.

[Host, you can't do this. ] 521 said anxiously.

[If you die due to loss, you can also shorten the time to do the task, and you can do more tasks in a shorter time, right? 】Shen Chun said.

[However, points will be deducted if the host is alive but intentionally seeks death. 】521 said seriously, 【Treasure your life. 】

Whether it's your own or someone else's.

Shen Chun paused, then suddenly smiled and said: [I'm just joking, what do you think can be done to me by being so small? 】

【Oh, oh...】521 breathed a sigh of relief.

That little one can't do anything to the host.

Shen Chun smiled. All the emperors who can be passed down through the ages have experienced many hardships to stand out. The little emperor has not suffered setbacks in the original world line, so he has honed his character. Now he should bear this pressure.

After the ceremony, Shen Chun and Feng Feibai did not stay for long, and left together again. Although one is tall and the other is short, they are equally outstanding and eye-catching.

After Prime Minister Dou's wedding, the rumors about the regent changed drastically, and even a portrait came out, attracting praise.

"Where is the regent's blue-faced fangs? It's just a battle on the battlefield. He feels that his appearance is too beautiful to be intimidating, so he puts on a mask with blue-faced fangs."

"Are you really born like a heavenly man?"

"It has caused many people to fall in love with each other."

"It can be said that His Royal Highness Yi Wang is good at men..."

"What's the problem with masculinity and femininity?"

……

The summer is extremely hot, even though Shen Chun has internal strength and doesn't feel the heat, the scorching sun still makes him prefer to stay in a room with ice.

After Shen Chun's discussion, he entered the mansion, but met Liang Wendong who hurried up to meet him.

"My lord is back." Liang Wendong reported, "please come inside."

Shen Chun subtly raised his eyebrows and said, "Did something good happen?"

Liang Wendong hesitated and said, "How do you know?"

"It can be seen." Shen Chun walked to the door, and when he was about to open the door, he glanced at Liang Wendong, and when he swallowed his saliva, he pushed the door open and walked in.

The door was closed, the room was cool, and a faint voice came from outside.

"Why don't you send a beauty to the marshal, why are you so nervous?"

"You know what a fart, if I'm not afraid that the marshal will be choked..."

Although the voice was low, Shen Chun could hear it clearly. He looked towards the bedside where the bed curtain was hanging, and listened to the sound of breathing inside, and walked over with heavy steps.

The sound of breathing was slightly rapid, and it was held when Shen Chun lifted the bed curtain.

Shen Chun's bed is very wide, and he used to live alone, but now there is a young man kneeling in the center.

He removed his shoes, revealing