Chapter 873 Qin Keqing: Third sister, I used to serve
Palace Garden, Kunning Palace
The lights were brightly lit, and there were crowds of people. Under the pillars, the eunuchs and palace maids stood waiting with their hands down.
Push the cup to change the cup, drink for three rounds.
After finishing a family dinner with a very lively atmosphere, Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Emperor Chongping, whose cheeks were drunk and even flushed, and said: "Your Majesty, too much wine is harmful to your health, so it is better to drink a few less glasses."
In fact, the alcohol content at this time was generally low, but Emperor Chongping didn't seem to drink much. After drinking, his face became red, and his cheeks turned red, which was somewhat alarming on his thin, sunken cheeks.
Empress Song looked at Emperor Chongping with her soft, watery eyes under her curving willow-leaf eyebrows, and advised him from the side: "Your Majesty, you can't drink alcohol all the time."
Emperor Chongping was drunk at the moment, with a hint of drunkenness lingering between his resolute eyebrows, and his words were also a little unclear. He waved his hand and said: "Zitong, I don't mind, I haven't drank like this for a long time."
Emperor Chongping always lived a self-disciplined life and almost never drank alcohol.
Jia Heng raised his eyes and looked at the emperor. At this moment, his face looked as normal as usual, but his eyes were as gentle as jade. There was a bit of sincerity in his voice, and he said: "The emperor still needs to take care of his dragon body."
Emperor Chongping smiled and said: "I don't like to drink wine at ordinary times, but I am happy today and will not have a court meeting tomorrow."
As he spoke, he took a sip lightly.
Jia Heng's face paused, and he turned to look at Empress Song, when he heard the beauty's soft voice, saying: "Ziyu, please advise Your Majesty."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then said softly to those gentle and gentle brows: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has been too tired these years."
When Empress Song heard this, she felt as if she had been struck by thunder, and her delicate body trembled. Even the drunk Emperor Chongping couldn't help but feel weak.
Yes, he has been too tired these years, living late, eating, drinking, and having sex. However, the big man is like a ship full of holes, leaking everywhere, but he doesn't know how to fix it, and he just feels like a mess.
, there are thousands of things, until the appearance of Ziyu, his son-in-law.
Jia Heng said softly: "Your Majesty's dragon body is still in the process of being recuperated. It's enough to be as happy as possible. There's no need to drink too much to harm your body."
Emperor Chongping sighed and said, "What Ziyu said is true. It's just this one time today, and it won't happen next time."
There was originally a hint of complicated emotions, but now as Jia Heng spoke, it became more intense.
"Your Majesty." Empress Song's beautiful eyes were filled with tears. Under the light of the lamp, they looked like tears in diamonds. This beauty's face was as beautiful as a peach and plum, and there was a hint of sadness and softness in it.
Jia Heng looked at the beauty with rosy eyebrows and gorgeous face, and his heart skipped a beat. He suppressed the drunkenness that was rising up and thought about it. Empress Song must have been unparalleled in her youth.
Colorful and fragrant.
After a while, the emperor had a few more glasses of wine and became a bit drunk. He drooped his eyelids slightly and closed his eyes, seeming to be immersed in some emotion.
Empress Song said softly: "Your Majesty, I will help you to rest."
Emperor Chongping did not refuse this time, and was obviously a little drunk.
At this time, Dai Quan came over to help him, but the emperor was staggering and his body became extremely heavy.
Jia Heng stood up, looked at Dai Quan, and said softly: "Eunuch Dai, let me do it."
When he came to the emperor, he gently held Emperor Chongping's arm. On the other side was Empress Song. At this moment, a fragrance like orchid and musk mixed with the smell of wine hit her nostrils, especially the softness of the inadvertent touch.
Jia Heng's heart was troubled, and he quickly smoothed the ripples in his heart and resisted with great willpower.
Or should we say that wine is a medium for sex?
"Xianning, come here and help." Jia Heng said softly.
Xianning comes over, he needs to restrain himself.
The father-in-law is drunk, and the mother-in-law is accompanying her... The son-in-law abstains from sex for dozens of days because his wife is pregnant. This is a plot that is only available in the manga. Well, the plot seems to be about going to a hot spring?
At this time, Princess Xianning and Li Chanyue had already stood in front of them, coming over like little wives. Under the two curved eyebrows, their crystal clear eyes were shining brightly, and their beautiful faces were flushed with alcohol. They said softly: "Mother, Queen
,Let me do it."
As he spoke, he put up Emperor Chongping's other arm.
After Empress Song stepped aside, her pretty face was as bright as rouge, and she said softly: "Ziyu, help your Majesty to rest in the Nuan Pavilion."
Jia Heng responded softly, and couldn't help but glance at the beauty who was leading the way in front of her. She had a bun with a high bun, and the skin on the back of her neck was as white as snow. Her eyes flickered downwards, and she saw that the woman under the palace robe was round and plump, comparable to a millstone...
Even though the light in the palace was dim and the changes in his eyes could not be seen, he quickly withdrew his gaze, not daring to take another look, and supported Emperor Chongping towards the palace surrounded by curtains.
At this moment, Princess Xianning was also leading the way. After a while, several people came to Xinuang Pavilion and laid the emperor down on a Kang couch. The palace servants and eunuchs from all directions began to take pillows, clothes and quilts.
After drinking a glass of wine, Empress Song's face was as red as rouge, as bright as a peach, and her voice was soft and waxy. She tucked the quilt for the emperor and said softly: "Ziyu, it's better to be here."
Otherwise, would she really bring outsiders to her bedroom?
Jia Heng said warmly: "Your Majesty, please cook some green plum soup to relieve your majesty's hangover. This will prevent you from having a hangover and your head will be dizzy when you wake up tomorrow."
When Empress Song heard this, she nodded her head and said softly: "Come here, go to the imperial kitchen and follow these instructions and make a pot of green plum soup immediately."
"Yes, your Majesty." A female official responded softly and left immediately.
Under the willow eyebrows of Queen Song, her beautiful eyes were slightly rippling, and she looked at the young man with watery eyes. She pursed her pink lips and said, "Ziyu, your Majesty, these years have indeed not been easy."
Jia Heng said: "Your Majesty is very dedicated to the affairs of the state, and he has worked very hard. I have just been supporting you, but I feel weak. Your Majesty should usually advise you to take care of your body. In matters of state affairs, I will be decisive with your Majesty's wisdom and wisdom."
, given time, the weather will definitely change, and the country will be prosperous, so there is no need to rush."
Well, he guessed that the emperor was not completely drunk and unconscious, and his consciousness should be hazy. Zhuge was always cautious in his life.
Of course, the most suicidal thing to say at this time is, "The Holy One has no worries, the government and military affairs will have ministers and others to prepare and plan for it." Such drunken words must not be said, as the moment they are uttered, they will lay the foundation for death in the future.
The seeds of disaster.
A son-in-law is always a son-in-law. It can be said that the person sleeping in front of him is not the emperor, but a tiger, dozing with squinted eyes, alertly listening to the slightest movement at any time.
Empress Song nodded and said: "Ziyu, you and Xianning now...you, the son-in-law, should persuade you. I usually can't persuade your majesty. It's okay this time. Your majesty listened to you last time."
With my advice, my body will take care of itself for a while."
Jia Heng cupped his hands and agreed.
Princess Xianning on the side said: "Queen mother, don't worry, I will persuade your father."
Queen Song nodded.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and then said: "Empress, you and Your Majesty should take a rest early. I will leave first."
"It's getting late." Empress Song said softly: "Xianning, you and Chanyue are sending Ziyu off. It's snowing so heavily, and he drank wine again."
If it weren't for the strict palace ban and etiquette, I would actually stay...
That’s all, it’s not quite appropriate after all.
"Yes, Queen Mother." Princess Xianning said softly, and then called Li Chanyue who was waiting outside. One of them picked up an umbrella, the other held a lantern, and escorted Jia Heng out of the palace gate.
After Jia Heng left for a while, the middle-aged emperor, who was sleeping soundly on the warm bed in the Nuange, suddenly snorted and seemed to open his drunken eyes, but they just narrowed them and closed them immediately.
Obviously, he was not really drunk to the point of unconsciousness just now.
Queen Song said softly: "Your Majesty, you are awake."
"Zitong, I'm a little thirsty." Emperor Chongping said nonchalantly, his eyes slightly closed, as if he hadn't recovered from the alcohol.
At this time, Empress Song took a bowl of sour plum juice from the hand of the palace maid and said softly: "I have sour plum juice here. Your Majesty, please taste it."
Emperor Chongping said "Hmm", and with Empress Song serving him, he drank the sour plum soup and asked, "Is Ziyu gone?"
Empress Song said with a smile: "You just left, Your Majesty must take care of the dragon body. Ziyu also said before leaving that it is important for Your Majesty to take care of the dragon body. There is no need to rush state affairs."
Emperor Chongping said "Hmm" and drank a bowl of sour plum soup. After a while, he felt that the drowsiness on his head had dissipated, and his whole body felt warm. He handed the bowl to Empress Song and asked: "Whose sour plum soup is this?"
It’s delicious after a long time, isn’t it?”
Empress Song smiled and said softly: "It's still the cooks in the imperial kitchen. If Your Majesty likes to drink, I will cook a bowl for Your Majesty tomorrow."
Emperor Chongping closed his eyes slightly and responded softly, seemingly no longer speaking.
On the other side, Jia Heng carried an octagonal glazed palace lantern (Element Detection) given by Kunning Palace and walked out of Kunning Palace, walking along the tall and majestic palace wall in the dark night towards the palace gate.
At this moment, it was already Xu hour, the sky was gray, and the goose-feather-like snow had fallen a foot thick. The palace walls painted with vermilion paint and the red lanterns under the eaves swayed in the wind, shining out circles of red halo.
There is a bit of joy.
Princess Xianning held an umbrella to shield herself from the wind and snow, and said, "Sir, my father has not been as happy as he is now for many years."
Jia Heng sighed: "Your Majesty has been diligent and diligent in his work these years, but his mind and body are exhausted for state affairs."
"Yes, my father has been so busy with state affairs ever since I was a child." Princess Xianning sighed with emotion, gently pulled Jia Heng's hand with her slender hand, and said angrily: "By the way, Mr.
Call me Father?"
Jia Heng looked at the young girl and said with a smile: "It's not easy to yell out loud. You can change your words when you officially marry Zhi'er in the future."
Princess Xianning sighed softly and said, "I don't know how long we have to wait."
Li Chanyue said weakly: "Cousin, there will be no peace talks with the Jurchens now, I'm afraid it won't be long."
Princess Xianning said softly: "But the war is fierce and dangerous, and you don't know how many risks you are taking."
She had previously thought about sharing the burden with him, but her husband felt that she was not as useful as cousin Xiao.
Princess Xianning said: "Sir, Chanyue and I will take you to the princess's house. It's so late and it's not good to disturb the whole house."
Jia Heng: "..."
Ke Qing, who was playing mahjong in Ning Guofu, heard Xian Ning's plan.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said warmly: "I smell of alcohol today and have been tired for another day. Let's wait for another day in Xianning."
At this time, Ke Qing probably had just finished playing mahjong and was waiting for him to explain about the sacrifice of prisoners in the Imperial Ancestral Temple during the day.
Hearing this, Princess Xianning pursed her lips and stopped insisting. She said softly: "Then sir, be careful. If you go to the Jinyi Mansion Yamen tomorrow, send someone to call me."
"Well, then I'll go back first, and you guys will go back too." Jia Heng nodded and said softly.
Then a guard at the palace gate took the reins in his hand and turned over to get a maroon horse. Then the guard in Jinyi who had been waiting for a long time in the distance followed quickly with a sword.
Princess Xianning watched Jia Heng leave until she could no longer see the young man's back. Then she reluctantly withdrew her gaze and looked at Li Chanyue, who was also looking at her husband's stone. She said sadly: "Chanyue, let's go back."
"Yes." Li Chanyue nodded slightly, her bright eyes flashing, and she followed Princess Xianning towards the palace.
Ningguo Mansion
Just as Jia Heng thought, the lights in the mansion were bright at this moment, the mahjong was playing continuously, Daiyu, Lanxi and other Yingying Yanyan who lived in Dongfu were sitting together and talking together.
Winter nights are always long, and since dinner, a group of warblers and swallows have been playing in the hall, because Daiyu has just moved here, and several girls from Xifu also came to chat with them, but when it got a little later,
For example, Baochai, Xiangyun, Baoqin and Yingchun all returned to Xifu.
At this moment, by the east window, Daiyu was playing chess with Zhen Lan while twisting a chess piece. She was also a little tired now, but she was just waiting for Jia Heng to come back.
At this moment, Qin Keqing was sitting on the Arhat bed, surrounded by Sister Feng and Youshi. The second sister and the third sister were sitting together. Ping'er, Cai Die and other maids were waiting on the side.
Although Qin Keqing was holding mahjong in her hand, she still looked out of the courtyard from time to time.
Sister Feng smiled, started talking, and joked: "Brothers and sisters, I heard from the servants outside that Brother Heng brought those Jurchen Tatars to sacrifice prisoners, and later protected Luan Jia to the palace."
Youshi played "East Wind", her bright eyes under her willow eyebrows showed some emotion, and she said softly: "It's been many years since the Imperial Ancestral Temple offered prisoners. Speaking of which, when I was a child, I always listened to the adults.
Said."
"What a nonsense." Sanjie You chuckled and said, "I am missing the east wind like my eldest sister."
Youshi smiled and said angrily: "Third sister, you know how to bully me. You have defeated me several times today."
Sanjie You smiled and said, "I'm not bullying eldest sister."
At worst, I'll just let my eldest sister take advantage of her in the future.
Qin Keqing took advantage of the opportunity of shuffling the cards and said softly: "No one will be left in the palace at night, and the palace door will be locked. It seems that the sky is getting bright, so it is time to come back."
Sanjie You threw a card, Yanye smiled slightly on her bright face, and said softly: "Sister, will the uncle not come back today?"
Sister Qin is not in good health today, so she has already agreed to let her...
Don't think there's something new happening.
Qin Keqing raised her beautiful eyebrows and said softly: "Where else can you go if you don't come back? The palace doesn't allow you to stay overnight."
As she spoke, some resentment welled up deep in the beauty's heart.
Sister Feng Danfeng rolled her eyes and joked with a smile: "But Qing, you are not allowed to stay overnight in the palace. Don't you just kidnap me into some little vixen's house?"
Sanjie You, who has always had a fierce temperament, snorted and said coquettishly: "We don't lack vixens in our family."
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the face of the second sister next to him, and immediately fell on Youshi's absentminded Wen Ning's brows and eyes, and then on Sister Feng's red and phoenix eyes. There was a faint sneer at the corner of her mouth, and even
Finally, he glanced at the face of Daiyu who was sitting next to him.
Sister Feng: "???"
This Third Sister You is really getting more and more aggressive, and she even dares to tease her?
Daiyu: "..."
Second Sister You's cheeks were slightly warm, and her face, as soft as a delicate peach, was slightly flushed.
And just when everyone was having different thoughts, the nanny under the eaves called out and said warmly: "Grandma, the uncle is back."
The people who were playing mahjong all had happy expressions on their faces and followed the sound.
While they were talking, they saw a young man holding an octagonal glazed palace lantern in his hand, wearing a black and red python suit and a black screen. At this moment, a thin layer of snowflakes fell on both sides of his shoulders.
Everyone stood up one after another and looked at the young man.
Jia Heng entered the hall, looked at the people playing mahjong, and said softly: "It's so late and you're still not asleep?"
Qin Keqing got up, greeted the general, helped Jia Heng untie his cloak, and said softly: "I was playing mahjong with a few sisters. Husband, why did you come back so late?"
Jia Heng said warmly: "We left food in the palace and talked about political affairs, and then we postponed it until now."
After saying that, he sat down on the chair next to the small table, picked up a cup of tea on the coffee table, took a sip, and woke up a little.
Sister Feng said: "Brother Heng, I heard that the sacrifice of prisoners in the Imperial Ancestral Temple was very lively, but in the end it sounded very scary. Many people from the whole city went to see the soldiers building the temple."
Jia Heng smiled and asked, "Isn't Sister-in-law Feng going?"
I don’t know if it’s because of drinking, but I can see Sister Feng’s smile and charming charm flowing out of her eyes at this moment. Maybe it’s because of the stamina she had in Kunning Palace...
Zhen Lan looked at the young man and said softly: "Brother Heng, will you never have peace talks with Jurchen again?"
Well, Brother Heng kissed her that day, and she was considered his woman. When he inquired about it, he felt confident.
Jia Heng looked at the girl with bright eyebrows, nodded and said: "We will no longer talk about peace with the Jurchens. After this matter, the imperial court has actively prepared for war."
Zhen Lan said softly: "Brother Heng, today's court meeting can be regarded as a complete victory."
Jia Heng took a sip of tea and said: "The general trend is overwhelming and cannot be violated."
At this moment, Daiyu was sitting across a chessboard with Zhen Xi holding her handkerchief. She frowned in the distance and her starry eyes twinkled.
Even though he had known for a long time that this was just ordinary, he still felt a little uncontrollable in his heart. There were so many people, and it was difficult for Brother Heng to talk to her.
Zhen Xi was keenly aware of Daiyu's thoughts, pulled the girl's hand, and said softly: "Sister Lin."
Daiyu looked at Zhen Xi and nodded.
Jia Heng took a peek at Daiyu, saw the girl's little movements with Zhen Xi, and said, "Sister Lin, it's so late, so you should rest earlier."
Facing those warm and jade-like eyes, Daiyu said: "Well, I came here to play and talk. I didn't realize it was so late. The winter night is long, so I couldn't sleep much for a while."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Sister, let's play for now. I smell of alcohol and have to take a shower too."
With that said, he put down the tea cup and stood up.
Qin Keqing nodded and said softly: "Third sister, go over and serve."
Jia Heng: "???"
His eyes flashed, and his mind turned around. He knew that this was what Keqing was announcing in front of all the girls, and he couldn't bear to rub Keqing's face.
In fact, even Daiyu knew that Qingwen was waiting for her to take a bath. Daiyu herself didn't care about it. Most of Daiyu's eyes were on Keqing.
In other words, in Daiyu's eyes, Sanjie You, who is so pretty, is just a beautiful aunt who serves people with sex.
When Sanjie You heard this, her cheeks were slightly shy, and she stood up and responded. Qingwen, who had just put down the teapot and was about to go to bathe with Jia Heng, frowned and resisted puckering her mouth.
, but felt a little aggrieved.
But after all, this was the order of Qin Keqing, the head wife. Qingwen knew the importance of it, but she was secretly sad.
Daiyu's bright starry eyes were fixed, but she didn't say anything.
Although he didn't care much about Sister You, she was in front of him after all, and he felt a little bored.
Zhen Xi lowered her eyebrows, gently held Daiyu's hand, and whispered: "Sister Lin, it's getting late, let's go back and rest early."
Daiyu responded softly and said goodbye to Qin Keqing.
Jia Heng was already heading towards the wing in the backyard. At this time, the corridors and rooms along the road were brightly lit, as bright as day.
Jia Heng and Third Sister You were walking slowly along the corridor. The cold wind blew on their bodies, and they couldn't help but shiver as their drunkenness receded.
Seeing this, Sanjie You said softly: "Master, is it cold today?"
Jia Heng said: "Fortunately, I have been tossing around today, but I don't feel very cold at all."
At the beginning, after all, she was also stamped by Jia Heng, so Sanjie You was not so coy, and said coquettishly: "I'm supporting the uncle."
Jia Heng did not refuse. As he approached the wing, he asked casually: "Third Sister, what are you doing in the house these days?"
Third Sister You said with a smile: "I didn't do anything. I just accompanied Sister Qin to take care of the affairs of the house. It's almost the Chinese New Year, and the garden is being repaired. The garden is really beautiful.
Chic.”
Jia Heng smiled and said, "When you live in the mansion, you can come in and visit from time to time."
Third Sister You smiled, her face blooming like a spring flower, and said, "That's good."
Sure enough, the garden was not for her to live in, and of course she was not rare either. She lived in Aunt Ning's courtyard, so it was cheaper to travel there.
Those girls in the garden want to be like her, and they are still waiting.