"Zhao Hu, how old are you this year?" Yang Yanrong looked up at the sky and said softly. It was late at night, and a waning moon hung in the sky, surrounded by dark clouds, emitting a faint green light. Dozens of stars that were flashing and bleak in the sky.
It shines with light, like a child's eyes, constantly blinking.
Now Zhao Hu's eyes are like the stars, flashing. Listening to Yang Yanrong's questions, he was simply confused for a long time. He used to hear the older generation saying that what the emperor said would take for a long time to think about it.
Answer: If the answer is wrong, you will definitely be beheaded. Zhao Hu is afraid that Yang Yanrong will be beheaded. He has not married yet. If he dies like this, how can he be worthy of his mother in the countryside?
However, the emperor had asked questions, but Zhao Hu didn't dare not answer. He thought carefully for a long time before whispering: "Master, I'm thirty-two this year."
"Where is your wife?" Yang Yanrong stared at Zhao Hu's eyes. He knew that Zhao Hu was still a bachelor now, so where did he get his wife?
Sure enough, when Zhao Hu heard this, his black face suddenly turned red and he couldn't speak.
"Well? I asked you, but you dare not answer. Are you not afraid that I will take off someone's head?" Yang Yanrong gritted his teeth and said gloomyly.
Zhao Hu felt the sweat on his forehead suddenly come down. He knelt in front of Yang Yanrong with a "thump" and whispered: "Master, don't chop my head, I still have me to take care of you."
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Yang Yanrong shook his head, helped Zhao Hu up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled and said, "Okay, Zhao Hu, I thought you really had a tiger's courage, but I didn't expect that he would be so courageous."
Little? Why are you killing you? Fuck you!", and said, he kicked Zhao Hu's butt.
Zhao Hu giggled and immediately dodged aside. Only now did he realize that the emperor was joking with me.
Yang Yanrong waved and said, "Zhao Hu, come here! Let's chat!"
"Oh!" Zhao Hu responded, walked over carefully, looked up and asked, "Master, what are you going to ask? I must have no words, nothing is left."
Yang Yanrong stretched out his middle finger, secretly despised the treacherous guy, and laughed: "I know everything and say everything. I usually ask you to read more books, but you just don't listen."
Zhao Hu smiled, touched his head, and whispered: "Your Majesty, aren't you the same? You can't write a lot of words."
"What did you say? Say it again?" Yang Yanrong glared, scaring Zhao Hu so much that he shrank his neck and dared not say anything anymore.
"Forget it, I won't bother with you!" Shaking his head, Yang Yanrong said with a smile: "Zhao Hu, you are not young anymore. Now I am making the decision to give you a marriage, what do you think?"
When Zhao Hu heard this, he was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Thank you, the emperor! If you have something to do with me, Zhao Hu, just squeak, go up the knife mountain and go down the oil pan, I, Zhao Hu, will never frown."
Yang Yanrong pulled Zhao Hu's arm and said, "Let's go and choose your wife! As long as you like it, just take it away!" As he said, he took him straight to detain the Murong family without saying anything.
Walk to the place.
Naturally, there were no prison cells in the military camp. They were surrounded by a circle of wooden fences, tied them all to wooden stakes, and surrounded them with cold-looking sergeants.
This is the female prison, and the detainees are naturally all women. Yang Yanrong waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to retreat. He took Zhao Hu to open the wooden door and crawled in. Although Yang Yanrong has become the emperor now, he is just that
After being forced into a dragon robe by Pan Mei and the others that day, they never wore a dragon robe again. It was not that he didn't like wearing such a cool dress, but that the clothes were really awkward to wear. Of course,
The quality is beyond words. Gold and silver threads are expensive. If they are knocked and touched, they will be scrapped. At this time, he was still wearing a white robe and could not tell at all about the emperor's style.
More than 30 women in the Murong family were imprisoned. When they heard someone open the door and come in, they all raised their heads to look at the two of them, and lowered their heads.
Yang Yanrong smiled coldly and said loudly: "Listen to the women of the Murong family. Now I will take my brother to choose my wife. If anyone is lucky and my brother is chosen, I will drink it in the future.
Of course, you must show your most beautiful side for me to choose, have you heard it clearly?"
"Ph! Dog official!"
"Shameless!"
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Yang Yanrong didn't expect that his words would cause such a big reaction from these women. He smiled and continued, "If you are lucky enough to be chosen by my brother and are unwilling to marry her, then there will be only one result.
, as an official prostitute, I think if you choose this way, the hundreds of thousands of men in the army will be very happy. Of course, if you want to commit suicide, it doesn't matter. There are so many women here, everyone is
Just go to be an official prostitute. Don’t think I’m joking, because I am Yang Yanrong, the emperor of the Song Dynasty. What I say is the imperial edict.”
As soon as Yang Yanrong said, these women dared not speak anymore. They looked at the smiling young emperor in front of him with fear.
After patting Zhao Hu on the shoulder, Yang Yanrong tilted his mouth and said, "Select quickly, after choosing, you can take it back to sleep!"
Zhao Hu's face turned red and he said embarrassingly: "Master, will this be too harmful to the world? All these girls are beautiful and beautiful like fairies. How could they like me?
?Or, you choose one first, and I will choose it slowly?"
Yang Yanrong praised secretly, the boy is becoming more and more adept at being a human being, leaving the best to the leader, it is good and has a future. He turned his eyes and then looked at the beauties around him carefully, after all,
All the people who came from Murong's family inherited excellent genes and looked so young. Among these women, the oldest is almost fifty years old, and the youngest is only seven or eight years old. Yang Yanrong naturally won't do it.
His eyes turned to them.
Well? Yang Yanrong found that one of the young women had been hanging their heads down. He had never looked at him since he came in. He couldn't help but feel curious. The woman was wearing a moon-white silk dress and her long hair was hanging
It came down and covered her cheeks, making it impossible to see what she looked like. A cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Yang Yanrong quickly walked to the slender and graceful woman and said in a deep voice: "