Married Thrice to Salted Fish - Chapter 86

The day Xiao Jie ascended the throne was an auspicious day, and it was also an unusual autumn day. Lin Qingyu, a male wife, even if she had an official position, she was only a fifth-grade imperial physician, and was not qualified to participate in the ceremony of enthronment. But he was able to stand among a group of civil servants, and the left and right were the servants of the household department and the doctor of admonition. Not only that, he is still the youngest among the five-rank officials, only twenty years old this year.

Some people said that he was able to stand here because of the light of General Gu; others believed that it was Lin Qingyu himself who was favored by the new emperor and the empress dowager. Lin Qingyu can walk at will in the palace. The most frequent places to visit are Qinzheng Palace and Fengyi Palace. It can be seen that this person is by no means as simple as an imperial doctor. There were rumors in the palace that the new emperor had personally asked Lin Qingyu what rank of official position he wanted, and even said with a smile that he was chosen by the prime minister, but Lin Qingyu declined. Lin Qingyu said that he just wanted to be an imperial doctor.

With the sound of "the emperor arrives", the ministers knelt and kowtowed. Lin Qingyu and Gu Fuzhou were no exception. The ground was quite hard, and Lin Qingyu knelt uncomfortably. The long red carpet was spread all the way from the gate of the palace to the Zichen Hall. The new emperor passed from above, passing the civil and military officials one by one, and set foot on the long steps to the Zichen Hall.

Da Yu is respected by black, and his dragon robe is mostly black and gold. Pure black as the base, inlaid with gold thread, embroidered with nine-claw tuanlong. The hem of the dragon robe was extremely wide, dragged over the long steps, covering the emperor's feet. With every step of the emperor's walk, the diadem he wore on his head would make a sound of collision of gold beads.

Following the new emperor was a feminine **** who was indistinguishable from male and female. This person dressed in the costume of the **** of the eunuch's palm seal, staring at the emperor's back, followed him step by step over the long steps, stepped into the Zichen Hall, and finally walked towards the throne.

Xiao Jie took a seat on the dragon chair, said something, and the courtesy officer said: "Qi—"

Lin Qingyu stood up and looked at the dragon chair from a distance. Xiao Jie was dressed in a luxurious robe, but he was still a pretty idiot, not worth mentioning. Lin Qingyu only glanced at him, then fell on Xi Rong.

It's ridiculous, how can Xi Rong hate her **** status, for the sake of Xiao Jie, for the sake of power, she can only become a **** again. At least, he was the head of the **** this time.

After the enthronement ceremony, Lin Qingyu was going to return to the mansion with Gu Fuzhou, but Xiao Songzi found him and said that the emperor invited him to the Palace of Qinzheng. Lin Qingyu asked: "Make it clear, did the emperor invite me, or father-in-law Xi?"

Komatsuko is now the tea-serving **** of Qinzheng Hall, and the troubles of Qinzheng Hall are under his nose. "It's the emperor who invited you," he said, "Gong Xi is just busy moving the queen mother from Fengyi Palace into Ci'an Palace."

"That doesn't seem to be a matter of business." Gu Fuzhou said, "Go, I'll be waiting for you in the Royal Garden."

When Lin Qingyu came to the Palace of Qinzheng, several court ladies were surrounding Xiao Jie to help him change his clothes. When Xiao Jie saw him, he grinned: "Doctor Lin is here, you just sit down here, I...I'll be here soon. Xiaosongzi, I will serve Doctor Lin tea."

After a while, Xiao Jie changed into a regular suit and complained: "The dragon robe is really too difficult to wear, and that Mian Yu is so heavy that my neck will be crushed."

Lin Qingyu said: "The dragon robe is heavy, so it can reflect the emperor's style."

Xiao Jie is very self-aware: "But I don't have enough aura, even if I wear a dragon robe, there is no style. If it is worn by the prince brother... I mean that the third brother will wear it, it will definitely be more suitable than me."

Being able to say this in front of his officials, Xiao Jie was already a walking "stupid" in Lin Qingyu's eyes. No matter how smart Xi Rong was, he averaged two points with Xiao Jie and became half a fool.

"—Or the sixth brother will wear it." Xiao Jiexu kept talking, "Doctor Lin, have you seen my sixth brother?"

Lin Qingyu nodded: "I have seen it."

Xiao Jie said excitedly: "Is he good-looking?"

"Um."

"I have always felt that the sixth brother is the most beautiful young man in the world. If I were my father, I would definitely not leave him in Jinyang Garden, so that he was separated from his mother and queen for so many years." It’s good to be seductive inside."

Lin Qingyu said: "The queen mother has brought the prince back to the palace, and the emperor will often see him in the future." Now that Xiao Jie has ascended the throne, Xiao Li is no longer the sixth prince. After getting permission from the Queen Mother, Xiao Jie gave the title of County King Xiaoli, and the title was Huai.

Xiao Jie became happy again when he heard the words: "One sixth brother, one you, I like to see you the most-well, and A Rong."

Lin Qingyu didn't have too much interest to talk to the stupid man: "The emperor is looking for a minister, is there anything wrong?"

"Oh, that's right." Xiao Jie turned his neck, "I wore a day's diadem, and my neck was so sore. I heard that you are proficient in acupuncture and moxibustion. How many needles would you give me?"

"Shu Chen took the liberty." Lin Qingyu touched Xiao Jie's neck, "It hurts here?"

Xiao Jie let out a "hiss", his eyebrows twisted together: "This is it!"

Lin Qingyu said: "For ordinary sprains, acupuncture and moxibustion are not necessary, just hot compresses."

Thinking that Gu Fuzhou was still waiting for him, Lin Qingyu did not stay in the Palace of Qinzheng for a long time. He walked out of the Qinzheng Hall and happened to meet Xi Rong who had returned from Ci'an Palace. Xi Rong is still polite: "I have seen Doctor Lin."

Lin Qingyu replied calmly and walked in the direction of the imperial garden. Xi Rong stared sharply at his back, and as soon as he entered the hall, he asked Xiao Jie: "Is there anything the emperor is looking for?"

Xiao Jie tilted his neck, waiting for Xiao Songzi to apply heat to him: "Oh, my neck is uncomfortable. Let him help me see."

Xi Rong approached and took the veil in Xiao Songzi's hand: "Give it to me here, and you first step back."

When the maid and the **** retired one after another, Xi Rong put on Xiao Jun's neck, and said: "Next time the emperor has a dragon body ill, don't go to the Imperial Physician Lin. He is not the only one with brilliant medical skills in the Imperial Hospital."

Xiao Jie was puzzled: "Why?"

Xi Rong said indifferently: "Emperor Lin and General Gu are not loyal to the emperor."

Xiao Jie stared her eyes and asked inconceivably: "No way?"

"No?" The corner of Xi Rong's mouth twitched, "Their husband and wife can support you up there, so naturally there are ways to make you the second Xiao Teng. Otherwise, why does Lin Qingyu want the Queen Mother to listen to politics, and why should Gu Fuzhou be in charge of the palace guards? ?"

Xiao Jie was ignorant and understood: "They have helped us so much. It should be okay if we give them something."

Xi Rong knows Xiao Jie's disposition deeply, knowing that it is useless to say more, and said: "Anyway, the emperor remembers my words, stay away from Lin Qingyu."

Xiao Jie reluctantly: "But..."

The strength of Xi Rong's hands suddenly increased, almost pinching Xiao Jie's neck. He stuck to Xiao Jie's ear, and said in a deep voice: "The emperor, how long have you and Lin Qingyu known each other, and how long have we known each other. Do you want to believe him, don't you believe me?"

The neck was held by someone, but Xiao Jie was completely unaware of the approach of danger. He only knew that Xi Rong seemed to be angry, and hurriedly said, "Well, I promise you to stay away from him in the future. Don't be angry."

Gu Fuzhou wandered in the Imperial Garden waiting for others. Queen Mother Wen liked chrysanthemums, and the new emperor showed filial piety and planted all kinds of chrysanthemums in the imperial garden. This is the time when the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and there is a sense of elegance when strolling through them.

After Gu Fuzhou strolled for a few steps, he found a stone bench and sat down to rest. When he was bored, he inadvertently saw a young man in Chinese clothes squatting behind the rockery. Although he couldn't see the boy's face, he had already guessed the boy's identity. Xiao Li was the only man who could wear this class of Chinese clothes in the palace.

Gu Fuzhou asked the **** who was following him: "That person is King Huai?"

"Yes."

"What is he doing," Gu Fuzhou looked interesting, "playing with mud?"

The **** replied: "The slave doesn't know."

Looking at Xiao Li's back, Gu Fuzhou frowned slightly. Just about to step forward to find out, he heard Lin Qingyu's voice from behind him: "General."

As soon as the beautiful wife came, Gu Fuzhou didn't have any thoughts to look at others: "Hey, I finally waited for you."

Seeing his long-waited expression, Lin Qingyu said, "Don't you like to wait for me."

"Yes," Gu Fuzhou smiled, "but I prefer to be with you."

The two returned to the house, Huantong was busy in the yard. Lin Qingyu asked and learned that he was distributing charcoal fires to each house.

"It's time to use charcoal fire." Lin Qingyu whispered, "Life flies so fast."

In the blink of an eye, winter is not far away.

Huantong said: "I didn't think it was too cold. But I was afraid that the young master would be cold, so I thought about putting the charcoal bowl on first."

The cold wave hits at night, and it is indeed much colder than during the day. Before going to bed, Lin Qingyu added a few pieces of charcoal to the charcoal basin, and was about to light it, but was stopped by Gu Fuzhou: "Before winter, you will use charcoal. What do you do in winter, do you go out with a blanket?" 'The truth, Doctor Lin will not fail to understand it.'

Lin Qingyu looked at him: "But I'm cold."

"It won't be cold when two people sleep together." Gu Fuzhou said naturally, "Tomorrow, I will let someone change the bunk bed to a large bed."

Lin Qingyu lowered his eyelashes: "Yeah."

Gu Fuzhou spoke upright: "Then tonight, let's squeeze first."

Gu Fuzhou was hot, sleeping with him, and it was warm in the quilt in the twelfth lunar month. Lin Qingyu slept inside, facing the wall, Gu Fuzhou hugged him from behind, his chest pressed against his back.

Lin Qingyu has been sleeping on the lower bunk, and the light medicine scent is filled between the pillows and quilts.

After a while, Gu Fuzhou said: "Qingyu, don't face me with your back, I will press your hair."

Lin Qingyu turned over and faced Gu Fuzhou: "Satisfied? Go to sleep."

Gu Fuzhou said: "Wait and then go to sleep."

Lin Qingyu unconsciously grabbed the Jinbei: "What are you waiting for?"

Gu Fuzhou didn't speak, and kissed him on the bed.

The lower bunk is too small, and the two are tightly attached to each other. Gu Fuzhou seemed to be a little surprised, but he found something extraordinary: "Qingyu, you have a reaction."

Lin Qingyu's face was hot, and she forced her to calm down and said, "Why can't I react? I'm not ridiculing."

He is a normal man, and he will react naturally to the people he likes.

Gu Fuzhou smiled and said, "I didn't mean that. Didn't you say that you are not interested in this matter? Because your eyes see too much."

Moreover, Lin Qingyu's temperament is too cold, as if she will never be dominated by worldly desires. Such a big beauty would become like this because of a kiss of her own, and this is no more than that at the peak of her life.

I don't know when, the two have become one up and down posture. Lin Qingyu tried his best to stay calm: "Do you want me to be unresponsive?"

"How come." Gu Fuzhou clasped his hands on the bed and leaned over to look at him. "It's an honor for you to be moved because of me."

Gu Fuzhou's words made Lin Qingyu feel uncomfortable: "Don't worry, it will be fine later."

"Why wait for a while?" Gu Fuzhou smiled, "I'll help you."

Lin Qingyu opened her eyes slightly.

"You are welcome, I am willing. If you feel embarrassed, you can help me."

Lin Qingyu did not agree or refuse, and was quiet.

Gu Fuzhou knew that he was willing, and Lin Qingyu should not be a tweak in this matter. But he hoped that Lin Qingyu could speak out, and even badly hoped that he could take the initiative to invite himself.

Gu Fuzhou said in a disappointed tone: "Aren't you willing?"

Lin Qingyu: "..."

Gu Fuzhou put on a look of sadness: "I can help myself to solve the trouble, but now I am willing to help you, you don't appreciate it."

Lin Qingyu: "..."

"Well, then we will continue to stay at the stage of kissing and hugging." Gu Fuzhou sighed, "Who makes Doctor Lin not interested in this matter? Since I like you, I must like everything about you, including yours. Cold sensation."

Lin Qingyu couldn't bear it: "Enough. If you go on, I will wither."

Gu Fuzhou took the opportunity to say: "Qing Yu?"

Lin Qingyu tilted her head, her eyelashes trembled fiercely, "...it's up to you."