The Fascinated I Only Want Salted Fish

"What's the strange sound of a heartbeat?" Ji Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Ming Ciyue, looking very curious, trying to divert the topic from looking for gangsters.

"Speaking of which, I also really want to know how the uncle found me from under the ice when the sky is dark and the river is so big." He half-retained his head and smiled casually, "Is it possible that I have made these calls from the uncle of the emperor. Yes, did you really call out the telepathy among the family?"

Ji Zheng said it casually, waiting for Ming Ci to deny it louder, but who knows, he waited for a sentence...

"Weichen arrogant."

Presumptuous, what do you mean? What arrogance did he do? !

Ji Zheng frowned suddenly and sat up straight.

Ming Ciyue knelt down and saluted under the gaze of the two of them, and said slowly, "Wei Chen also suffered from a cold after he rescued the two women on the ice last night, his heart palpitations were severe, his mind was not clear, and his ears were full of buzzing sounds. The sound, unable to identify the direction, was Master Xuan Qian based on the collapse of the bridge edge, deduced the place where the saint fell into the water, and rescued him in time."

"... Xuan Qian rescued me?" Ji Zheng opened his mouth slightly, dumbfounded.

He looked at Xuan Qian again, only to see the latter clasping his arms inexplicably on the sidelines, neither admitting nor denying it.

Whether it was Ming Ciyue or Xuanqian, it made no difference who saved him. The important thing was that he survived.

But an indescribable emotion still swelled up uncontrollably.

"Oh." Ji Zheng touched the tip of his nose.

"Then Xuanqian did a great job of rescuing the driver, and I will reward Qian Jin for the expansion of the old temple site of Lingcang Mountain, and help the master to move Lingcang Temple back as soon as possible. He will be fined three months for the crime of deceiving the king, and the mansion will be confiscated. , just do it... I just didn't do it for my private territory, and I made a clear statement, but I'm not satisfied?"

He was waiting for an excuse, and the more he felt unfair when he waited for Mingci, he fought back with resentment.

Who knows that Ming Ciyue is still as calm as ever, "Chen, take the punishment."

A fist into the cotton.

Ji Zheng's breath froze, and he blinked at him, his face getting more and more unhappy.

Where does he really want to punish Ming Ci Yue, he suspects Ming Ci Yue is just a delicate jade carving, without emotion.

Ji Zheng finally waved his hand impatiently, "Uncle Huang, hold me."

Ming Ci Yue didn't take it seriously, walked straight over, lifted the emperor from the couch with his arms on his back, and put his legs in his arms with ease. The emperor's legs and feet haven't fully recovered in the past two days, I'm afraid it will be like this.

In the next instant, a cold little hand suddenly grabbed his neck, pressing down on the light-colored skin surface, the cyan blood vessels that were beating gently.

Ji Zheng didn't smile, and raised his eyelids to look at him from the bottom up.

"Uncle, look at me and say it again, who saved me."

The more Ming Ci had no choice but to look down at his arms.

With red lips and white teeth, the obedient appearance with slightly round eyes was deduced by this person, and he looked like a seductive water demon when he fell into the water with his hair draped, but now he is a stalking kid.

Ming Ci is more helpless: "It's Xuan..."

The hand tightened immediately.

"Lie, your pulse is fast." Ji Zheng let out a sigh of relief, "Don't force me to squeeze the emperor's neck every time I ask a question."

He said to himself again, "It seems that if you have mastered your heartbeat, you will no longer be able to lie."

Ming Ci, who had been looking normal just now, the more he heard this, but he suddenly froze, turned his eyes away, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Pulse a little faster.

But at this time Ji Zheng was also distracted and had no time to notice.

The throbbing heat was completely wrapped in his palms, and together with the fatal trachea and slightly convex Adam's apple, they were easily pinched together.

Duanfang, the most aloof and clean-minded gentleman in the whole of Dayan, was forced to bow his head, and was forced to succumb to one person's robe...

This kind of knowledge is undoubtedly a stimulant drug for any man.

Fortunately, it was not anyone else who had to kneel more and more, but him.

Ji Zheng is a Buddhist in nature, and has no intention of the status, power and wealth brought by the throne, but at this moment, his heart suddenly seems to be set on fire.

The heartbeat was out of his control, and he accelerated with the rhythm of his palms.

The bump that the fingertip touched suddenly slid up and down.

The palm of his hand seemed to be burned, Ji Zheng let go of his hand suddenly, realizing what had just happened to him, he quickly lowered his head.

shame.

What kind of heartbeat does he have? It's a shame in the world of tyrants!

"Your Highness, Your Highness?" Li Ruhai was waiting at the door of the temple, listening to the silence inside for a long time, and then knocked tentatively on the door. "Gu Jianzheng from Sitianjian is asking to see you."

Si Tianjian is the department in which Dayan Chaozhang observes astronomical phenomena and calculates celestial festivals. Because astronomical phenomena are complex and often sudden, they may be related to the court or the secrets of the world. Report directly to the top, and the emperors of all dynasties had to pay more attention to the celestial phenomena.

"I didn't say that I retreated and recited sutras, what else is there to see?" Ji Zheng was so ashamed at this time, but he was still surrounded by people and was extremely irritable, "No, I don't see!"

Li Ruhai hurriedly said: "Si Tianjian said he was in a hurry..."

Halfway through speaking, another high-pitched voice overcame it, "Your Highness forgives your sins, this minister is watching the stars in the Sitianjian night, and seeing the Ziwei Emperor star appearing in the southeast, a sign of prosperous dragon energy, but also a very fierce comet. To jump it..."

"What star?"

The sound was blocked by the main hall door, half blocked, and half left. Hearing Ji Zheng frowning again and again, "The court is exclusively to watch the constellations? It's free, let's report it directly to the Cining Hall."

Ignoring government affairs is the label of his tyrant, and it is also a life-saving charm for him to live under the empress dowager.

Ming Ciyue suddenly looked outside the temple gate.

"Your Highness, the minister just said that there is still a way to find wicked people. This minister will go ahead and prepare first, and hope that the Lord can give it a try."

Ji Zheng casually closed his eyes and waved his hand, but tightened his body, mobilized every nerve, and felt the hand on his waist slowly move away, and he was slowly let go. go down.

The heart also slipped and fell to the ground.

Ming Ci saluted, slowly exited the inner hall, then turned around, and hurried out to stop Gu Jianzheng.

"The matter of the astrology just now, the Holy One wants me to pass it on after listening to it, is the supervisor willing to tell me in detail?"

The day of the winter solstice ceremony was canceled, and the close officials and nobles who were still in the palace did not need to stay any longer, and they all brought their families to leave the palace.

An edict went straight down the palace gate, closing the entire palace city, and even the access of the guards and servants was restricted. Everyone panicked, not knowing what the Son of Heaven was going to do, they were noisy and uneasy.

But there was another edict, saying that the palace banquet was held as scheduled, but in order to show the emperor's love for his ministers, it was changed to a separate announcement and held privately. I don't know what this single person's palace banquet can do, and whoever goes first doesn't know.

Yang Si, Duke of Xiangguo, was the first person to be brought in. He belonged to the family of the Empress Dowager, and was only a distant cousin in terms of seniority with the emperor of the dynasty. , The two do not conflict, they are used to being overbearing, and now they are invited to enter the palace in the panic of the crowd.

There are only two columns of palace lanterns left in Xuanhe Hall, which are far less grand than normal palace banquets. A small case falls alone under the steps, facing the emperor at a distance.

Far from the wine feast he wanted, there was only a small plate on the case, and the plate contained crystal clear crystal dumplings.

The atmosphere is not right.

Yang Si suddenly raised his head.

There is a hidden and strange screen on the main seat of the emperor, and through the lights, you can see the reflection of the emperor on it.

The emperor seems to be sitting.

"This dish is a new product developed in the palace, and the Duke of Xiang has never seen it before." As if aware of his gaze, the emperor suddenly opened his mouth.

"The snow-white soup jelly made of tofu and broth is still frozen when it is directly poked. If it is put into the mouth by someone, it will turn into a piece of juice in an invisible place as if the ice layer is thawed."

The figure behind the screen slowly rose.

Yang Si was stunned, when did the stunted distant cousin become so tall.

Seeing that the figure is getting higher and higher on the screen, getting higher and higher, and bypassing the screen, highlighting the front!

The Son of Heaven was being held by someone, as if he was too lazy to walk, half curled up on the shoulders and arms of others, and at this time, he was a head taller than that person. He was dressed in a black dragon-patterned robe with a long slung hanging down to the ground, covering his facial features below his waist. The appearance of his facial features was as fine as porcelain.

Yang Si looked a little dumbfounded.

He was used to playing with the men and women in the goulan and the dormitory in the capital, but he didn't see that the Yan Kingdom was really beautiful but was born on a dragon chair, and was born to look up and not be able to see clearly.

It was clearly a man-devouring monster.

It was also the original Son of Heaven, his tyrannical and willful cousin from afar, his appearance remained the same, even more pale and weak, but he couldn't tell what the charm was.

He forgot the etiquette for a while, and wanted to rub his eyes and take a closer look, but suddenly found that the "mountain" of the emperor was not an ordinary servant, but the only prince in the dynasty, Jing Wang Mingci Yue.

Holy... What did you do to King Jing?

With a jingle, the chopsticks and chopsticks fell onto the white jade plate.

It was at this time that the emperor said again, "Have you seen enough, still don't move your chopsticks?"

Yang Si suddenly realized, where are these dumplings for people to eat, patronizing and admiring his skin, but forgetting that the inside is still a tyrant, a tyrant who can directly kill him at this banquet!

"I can't eat this banquet, I want to find my great-aunt, and I want to find the queen dowager!"

Ji Zheng trembled, this was the situation he was most afraid of. The recipe is taught by the more clear words, the words are recited by him, and the play is also performed by him. It is unknown how many people can be fooled.

After reading the original book, he knew that the tyrants were set up as paper tigers in the eyes of many people. They could kill servants indiscriminately, but they couldn't move the court's basic close officials.

"The Empress Dowager is not in retreat, I don't have the right to invite you to a feast! Where were you last night, looking at this stuffing doesn't look familiar?" Ji Zheng snapped, "Yang Chao, I raised you here The capital is well raised."

In the original book, it was recorded that Yang Chao was his original name, and not many people knew about it. Because of taboo, after Ji Chaoming ascended the throne, he deliberately gave him the word "Si" and changed his name. Having been deprived of his name and placed under house arrest, Yang Si may have a lot of resentment in his heart.

This is why Ji Zheng chose to test him first.

Yang Si was stunned for a moment. Relying on his status as a foreign relative, he simply cried for a while and cheated on him. He suddenly calmed down, grasped the emperor's temperament, sneered, and swallowed the dumplings whole. "The emperor is not willing to poison his minister, right?"

How did this man eat the props? !

Ji Zheng wilted, this was meant to scare people, but I didn't expect Yang Siheng to be so daring to eat, not to follow the script, how could he act like this!

Since writing the book, he has tried his best to avoid the court and meeting the ministers. This is the first time he has dealt with someone outside the palace, and has been involved in the murky waters of the court. It is obvious that some tyrants have insufficient balance and are unable to act. .

He is not a material for a palace fight. Since he knows that he can survive to the end, he does not want to catch any thieves. He casually agreed to Ming Ci to give it a try, just give it a try...

His hand holding Ming Ci Yue's shoulder suddenly tightened, and whispered, "Forget it, it shouldn't be him."

Ji Zheng leaned back and leaned back softly, and his spine touched Ming Ci's warmer chest, and the heat spread to his limbs.

The more Mingci entrusted him to the top, he whispered back to him: "The Holy One is the Son of Heaven, and whoever the Son of Heaven says is who it is, the Holy One might as well try again."

The hot air was scorching hot behind Ji Zheng's earlobe and tangled with his hair.

Ji Zheng suddenly closed his eyes tightly, a moment of misunderstanding.

Very similar to that day's dream, Ming Ci Yue walked up to the jade-level dragon chair, leaned into his ear and whispered something.

Then.

...his earlobes were engulfed in a secret warmth.

Wet and pitiful.

Ji Zheng's whole body trembled as if it was electrocuted, his eyes were soaked by the mist, he gritted his teeth, grabbed Ming Ci's shoulders suddenly, and all his fingers were sunk in.

"…presumptuous!"

The voice was not loud, the boy's voice was slightly watery, crisp as a zheng, and only hummed slightly on the steps.

However, Yang Si suddenly landed on all fours, trembling more than him, and looked up in his direction with snot and tears.

Ji Zheng: "…"

"I... scared him?"

The author has something to say:

Sorry, sorry, this chapter was made up last night, and there should be more tonight.

Stars are made up, recipes are made up, Gong Dou is also made up, everything is for dating, the author has no IQ, everyone will understand it (hold your head)

Everyone should wear more clothes when the season changes, don't catch a cold like a stupid author 555555