Dandere General and his Lord

The sky is like a tent, and the new moon is like a hook.

Mo Qiaosheng lay on his back on the roof of the palace.

No matter where it is, the lord will always leave himself a room near his bedroom.

But as long as he is free, Mo Qiaosheng always likes to stay quietly on the eaves where the lord is.

The lord is getting busy now, and the lights in the sleeping hall are always on until late at night.

Mo Qiaosheng didn't want to disturb, he just wanted to stay closer, guarding her and staying with her in silence.

As long as he thinks of the person in his heart, under a few thin tiles behind him, he feels that his heart is very stable and comfortable.

The long zither sings, rippling in the night.

The lord is playing the kite.

Mo Qiao was born in the moonlight of autumn night, and felt a chill of frost and snow.

There seemed to be sorrow and hatred crawling up along the curl and unvoiced sound, entangled his heart in threads, and strangled him so gently, making his heart aching slightly.

Mo Qiaosheng frowned, and he heard the lord's zither from time to time. It was always a sparse and majestic tune.

It often makes the people who hear it feel passionate and cheerful.

It is rare to play such a tune with sadness and sadness.

Is there anything bothering you, Lord?

Mo Qiaosheng wanted to go down and take a look.

At the moment, under the eaves, the sound of wheels rolling from far and near, it was Zhou Zixi's wheelchair, driving towards the lord's house.

Mo Qiaosheng retracted his head.

Zhou Zixi entered the house holding a pile of papers.

The zheng sound stopped.

"Zixi, you are here."

Cheng Qianye stopped his momentum and sorted out his emotions.

She stood up, took Zhou Zixi's wheelchair from the attendant, and pushed him to the desk. Put the documents he brought on the table.

These are the newly drafted "Jin Law" regulations and revised rectification plans.

Zhou Zixi drafted it and gave it to Cheng Qianye for review.

Cheng Qianye opened the pages and saw that the thick pile of paper was neatly filled with Junyi's handwriting, and dense red notes were inserted between the rows and columns. The author's efforts are poured into the lines.

Zhou Zixi and Zhang Fu, as well as many others, tried their best in this way.

As a monarch, what right do I have to indulge in my little love? Cheng Qianye spurned a few words in her heart, and tidied up her pitiful young girl's heart.

"Zixi, when I returned to the city today, I happened to see a senior official in the office who was trying the case. They are already able to use the new laws and regulations to try cases." Cheng Qianye read it and praised sincerely, "You really Very talented. In such a short period of time, "Jin Lv" can be promoted to the grassroots level."

Zhou Zixi bowed her head and bowed, accepting Cheng Qianye's praise.

Since he lost his legs, the people around him looked at him with more or less pity, sympathy, and even contempt.

However, the lord never looked at him with any strange eyes.

Like a normal person, he discussed the affairs of the court with himself, entrusted him with trust, and even brought himself into the court without hesitation.

Because of this firm attitude of the lord, the criticism from others towards Zhou Zixi gradually disappeared, allowing him to walk calmly under the blue sky and step into the temple with a disabled person like him.

Zhou Zixi sincerely wants to use what she has learned throughout her life to help the lord realize his grand ambitions.

But today, before entering the door, he heard a zheng sound.

There was a sense of sadness and loneliness in the Zheng Yin, which moved those who heard it. Zhou Zixi's musical attainments are very high, and he feels that he will not be able to discern the mood of the wrong player.

Jin State stabilized Bianzhou and seized Zhengzhou again. Repulsed the dog Rong, shocked the surrounding princes. The implementation of the New Deal is in full swing, and the national power is seeing progress.

The lord's side is not only full of talents, but also loyal.

Zhang Fu, who was trapped in the enemy camp, was also cleverly rescued.

It stands to reason that the lord should be the most energetic at this moment. In any case, there should be no such loneliness.

But he didn't know why, and could always figure out something wrong with the lord in a vaguely difficult place.

Cheng Qianye read the literature: "Although the officials in charge of criminal law understand the new decrees and regulations. But I found that the people in China are illiterate, and it is still very difficult to read them if you want to popularize them. Do you think there is any feasible operation? "

Zhou Zixi replied: "According to the New Deal, all newly naturalized citizens in my country must specify their household registration and standardize their residences. Ten households live next to each other, and a hundred households are combined into one lane, with one lane long. Ten miles is a pavilion. , And set up pavilions. Ten pavilions are townships, many townships form counties, and then there are states and counties.

"The lord only needs to instruct the county guard to govern the counties, and the county chief will be responsible for educating the township head, and the township head will then spread it to the pavilion chief and the town chief in the jurisdiction. The pavilion and the town chief will always preach to the residents in the alley. We will gradually get acquainted with the new government decrees and regulations. What the lord has to do is to select the appropriate state shepherd and county guard, and regularly evaluate their political performance."

Cheng Qianye nodded: "This is indeed an effective management method. It's just too slow, mainly because the people's education level is too low. Before, we implemented a simple and clear military award system and set up full-time positions in Jiangcheng. Personnel, repeatedly preaching, I found that many civilians still don't understand."

"Now it is even more difficult to promote a complex legal system, military service system, and tax system. It is not easy to select so many grassroots managers with cultural knowledge. Oh, I mean Lizheng , The patrons."

Cheng Qianye touched his chin and said to himself: "The main reason is that there are too few schools and insufficient culture. There is not even an imperial examination system, and officials are not easy to choose."

Zhou Zixi was taken aback for a moment, and asked in confusion, "Lord, the selection of officials usually depends on filial piety. What is imperial examination?"

Cheng Qianye came back to his senses, continued to read the manuscript, and said with a smile: "I'm talking about schools. There are too few private schools. I'll talk more about this later. You can finish your work first."

When Zhou Zixi looked at the lord at the desk, the thin figure always revealed an aura that was incompatible with this era.

On the surface, the lord seems to be gentle and polite, but his thinking is actually quite novel, and the policy opinions he put forward are often refreshing and unheard of. Sometimes even blurt out some words that everyone can't understand.

He has a heartfelt care and respect for his courtiers, soldiers and even civilians and slaves.

This concept of excessive equality is beyond the measure of any monarch. Even he himself realized that something was not appropriate, so he deliberately made some cover up.

Can't be understood by us courtiers, so does the lord have that sense of loneliness? Zhou Zixi thought in her heart.

"Lord, what is troublesome for you?" He asked Pan Huan cautiously.

"I..." Cheng Qianye raised her head from the book case. She didn't want to deceive this very keen courtier, but she couldn't say it directly.

Zhou Zixi turned his wheelchair in front of Cheng Qianye: "The lord is not in Zhengzhou these days, but he has gone personally... Haojing? Did you sneak into Haojing with the princess?"

Zhou Zixi guessed half of it, but he didn't expect Cheng Qianye to go to Ho Kyung instead of concealing her identity, she simply went to the negotiation directly.

Zhang Fu was really right. It is easy to hide from Yu Dunsu, He Lanzhen and others, but it is not easy to hide from a meticulous and sensitive person like Zhou Zixi.

"Yes, I went personally." Cheng Qianye said frustratedly, "Do you think I did something wrong."

Zhou Zixi solemnly performed a ceremony in the wheelchair: "I am in the Great Jin Dynasty Hall, and all are Jin ministers. But the ministers will always be the ministers of the lord alone. As long as the lord wants to do things, we will never Will oppose. The minister is hope, if the lord has troubles, he can let the minister share one or two for you."

"Although the minister is inconvenient with his feet, he may not be able to go as an envoy to another country. The lord does not worry about letting his sister go alone, he should be the minister."

Cheng Qianye lowered his head and thought for a while, and gradually became happy in his heart.

She experienced Zhou Zixi's careful care.

Whether Mo Qiaosheng, Zhang Fu or Zhou Zixi, they opposed their actions to varying degrees. But they are still helping and comforting themselves in their own way.

A moment ago, Cheng Qianye was still feeling a little frustrated and lonely because he had to abandon the identity of a woman and could no longer have a serious relationship with a normal woman.

Now think about it, although you will indeed lose something, but you also get another kind of precious emotion.

The sincere care from the ministers and friends greatly warmed her in a foreign land.

Now she is no longer a foreigner who lives alone in another world.

Here, there have been countless people who have entangled and cared for her, but also entangled and cared for her.

"Thank you, Zixi." Cheng Qianye smiled and thanked.

Sent away Zhou Zixi.

Cheng Qianye stood outside the door, looked up at the roof, and whispered: "Qiaosheng, Qiaosheng."

She knew that Mo Qiaosheng often sat on the roof that she couldn't see.

Sure enough, a black figure quickly appeared in front of her.

Cheng Qianye took Mo Qiaosheng's hand and pulled him over.

She stretched out her hand to wrap around Mo Qiaosheng's waist, leaned her face on her solid chest, and listened to the pounding heartbeat.

"What should I do with you? Bridge student." Cheng Qianye closed his eyes and thought silently in his heart, "I was wrong, maybe I shouldn't provoke the bridge student in the first place."

She wanted to be with Mo Qiao, but she couldn't give them a normal relationship.

If Bridge Student is with himself, he can only endure criticism from others, and will never have a real family, secretly live his life with himself.

"Master." Mo Qiaosheng's worried voice sounded above his head, "Are you...not happy today?"

Cheng Qianye raised his face: "Hashio, I have chosen to be the lord of Jin, so I can only give up my identity as a princess. Maybe I can't be a real couple with you in my life."

She looked at Mo Qiaosheng seriously, and slowly said, "In the future, if you want a real wife and a normal family. As long as you speak, I will let you go and will never stop you, I swear, I... I will even bless you."

Mo Qiaosheng wanted to speak, Cheng Qianye reached out and blocked his lips.

"Of course you don't have this idea now. So don't rush to object. I just tell you my intentions in advance. I hope that if one day, you can still not hide from me and tell me frankly."

Cheng Qianye heard a hoarse voice, resounding with hatred,

"I will never!"

The man took her face and kissed it hard.

He kissed repeatedly, plundered with all his strength, deepened and deepened the kiss.

As if saying that word non-stop.

Never, I never do.

"Master, I just want you."

"I only want you in my life."

His intermittent vows fell wet on Cheng Qianye's face.

Cheng Qianye stretched out his arms around Mo Qiaosheng’s neck,

With the greatest enthusiasm, under the moon sky, she responded to her beloved man.

After March,

The emperor of Xirong died of illness, and the thirteen-year-old prince Yuanshun was made emperor.

The Empress Dowager listened to politics and used an iron fist to quickly eradicate dissidents, and took the entire military and political power of Xi Rong into her own hands.

Xi Rong sent envoys to Zhengzhou.

Cheng Qianye received the messenger above the hall.

This is an enemy she is familiar with, Pei Zhen is not hidden.

In order to save Zhang Fu's life in time when she was in Ho Kyung, she visited the queen mother's confidant many times as Princess Qianba.

Of course, for No Zang Pei Zhen, this is the first time he has seen a king of Jin.

After he presented his credential, he quietly looked at Jin Yuehou on the throne, and was taken aback.

This king and that princess look so alike, they are indeed twin brothers and sisters.

"His Majesty, we Xirong and Jin are countries of diplomatic relations. Now our emperor's enthronement ceremony is about to be held. To show our sincerity in friendship and good-neighborliness, the Empress Dowager sent me to invite your country's envoys to attend the ceremony."

Cheng Qianye socialized with him in accordance with the national ceremony.

He also hosted a banquet in honor of him as an envoy.

Above the banquet, Pei Zhen did not hide his eyes and searched around among the attendees.

At the end, he asked: "A few months ago, Princess Qianba of your country sent me to Xirong, and I have a lot of fate in the next. I have a very happy conversation with the princess, and I am very agreeable. See you when the princess goes to the palace?"

Cheng Qianye dealt with him with a smile on her face, and she gritted her teeth and bitterly.

Zhang Fu's injuries all came from this person. She didn't even let Zhang Fu participate in this banquet today.

Cheng Qianye didn't want to expose this hatred. The Invasion of the Invasion of the Central Plains did not mention it. At one point, Bianzhou was besieged, almost causing her to break down the entire city including Yu Dunsu and Cheng Feng. Sooner or later, she will settle the ledger with these ferocious dogs.

But she couldn't see a hint of dislike on her face: "It turns out that the general has seen her sister, but it is a pity that Chiba has returned to Bianzhou and is not here."

No Zang Pei Zhen laughed: "The princess's demeanor is not only impressive, but also the old man of the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother, she also praised her. This time I am sent here, one is to invite your country to observe the ceremony, and the other is For the emperor of our country, please marry Princess Qianye of your country as his wife. So far, the two countries will always have the best of the Qin and Jin Dynasties, and they will never violate each other for generations."

As soon as Pei Zhen had finished speaking, he heard a pop, and the atmosphere in the hall that was still lively quieted instantly.

He raised his head and saw Mo Qiaosheng, who was sitting opposite, put down his wine glass heavily, staring at him fiercely.

"What's the matter, General Mo? Isn't the emperor of our country worthy of the identity of the princess?" Micang Pei said coldly.

Mo Qiaosheng stood up slowly.

Cheng Qianye said to stop: "The kindness of the empress dowager is my heart. Unfortunately, the sister-in-law has a marriage contract, but she has failed her old man's heart. I also hope that the general will convey my apology after returning to China."

"The princess has a marriage contract?" No Zang Pei Zhen frowned, "Is this a prevarication from Lord Hou? Before I came to Shanxi, I also inquired about it. I never heard that the princess had a marriage contract. Which country's hero?"

Cheng Qianye smiled: "I'm just a younger sister, and my mother can't bear to marry her away. So she chooses a talented partner in her own country as her husband. This person is far away in the sky, right in front of this hall."

Cheng Qianye looked around, his eyes fell on Mo Qiaosheng's body.

When Mo Qiao was born, he heard that the 13-year-old emperor Wu Rong dared to ask Cheng Qianye to marry him. Later, I heard the lord said that the princess had a marriage contract, and my heart was lost again.

At this moment, he saw Cheng Qianye's eyes fall on him, and suddenly understood what Cheng Qianye was going to say next.

His heart throbbed.

Sure enough, he saw Cheng Qianye stretch his sleeves and announced with a smile,

"The princess's fiancé is the general Mo Qiaosheng."