Chapter 018 The minister knows his mistake, the minister repents
Chapter 018 I know my mistake, I repent...
It seems that Yanyan is really planning to cook a few big meals. There are already more than a dozen dishes on the table, including delicacies from mountains and seas, water and land delicacies, and a bucket of ice cubes, which is probably used to chill fish and meat.
, various dishes are ready to be cooked, and Yanyan is preparing them while waiting for him to come back.
Women are willing to dress themselves up perfectly in front of the man they like, with decent, beautiful clothes and beautiful jewelry, but there is only one thing. They never need to overdo it, as long as they keep it fresh and smooth.
, that is her hair.
The light is soft, spreading honey all over the bed. The hair is messy, with a hint of coquettishness, a hint of haziness, a hint of laziness, a hint of unrestrainedness, and a hint of unguarded confusion...
When her hair is tied up in a bun, it reflects the nobility and reserve of a woman. When her bun is loosened, it shows her sexiness and charm. She can go to the hall or enter the boudoir, with all kinds of amorous feelings and unruly hair.
, will only make a man more confused the more he thinks about it. Yang Hao's heart is already confused...
Yanyan's little face was pink, and her fair cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of blush, which was so bright and adorable.
"This ham is so fragrant..." Yang Hao took off Yanyan's waxy skirt, put his big hands against her soft and thin pants, caressed her slender and round thighs, and gave a heartfelt praise, which was met with a sweet slap in return.
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Yang Hao wanted to give her an unforgettable first night, but he didn't want her to be overly nervous, so he continued to tease her: "Isn't my Yanyan the boldest and most aggressive? Why are you so timid now? The official let you go.
My little bird, how about giving you a big bird?"
Yanyan bit her lip, with a few locks of hair hanging in her mouth, looking at her man with blurred eyes, with a sweet smile, and said nothing.
"The officials like Yanyan's naivety, Yanyan's stupidity, Yanyan's love and infatuation, and they also like Yanyan's boldness and boldness. My good wife, how come she has become shy and timid now and is afraid of her own officials?"
While Yang Hao was teasing her, he put one big hand around her slender waist, and the other big hand covered a plump and white breast: "The official wants to give you a big bird, do you want it? Dare you?"
Dare you ask for it?"
Yanyan spat lightly and gradually became bolder: "Who is afraid of you..."
"Then do you want it?"
"..."
"Do you want it?"
"..."
"What does it smell like?"
After scoring twice, Yanyan finally saw the power of Yang Hao. No wonder he slept on the same bed as the baby. When whispering beside the pillow, he occasionally mentioned embarrassing things, and the baby also had a frightened expression. He...he really
It was too scary. Yanyan nestled in his arms and noticed that he seemed to be unfinished, so she quickly found a topic to distract his attention.
"Of course it's the fragrance on your body..." Yang Hao also knew that she would never be able to withstand the killing again, so he followed her topic and stopped caressing and teasing her body with his hands.
"Fuck you." Yanyan rolled her eyes at him: "You really think I'm a dish, it's obviously the fragrance of the dish..."
"Cooking is fragrant?" Yang Hao was stunned and suddenly lost his voice: "It's broken. Could it be that there was no one to look after it and the stove burned out?"
He hurriedly put on his clothes and went to the ground, about to break out and take a look. When he opened the door, he saw Xing'er standing in the corridor with a red face, her eyes looking at the ground, she saluted him and whispered: "Madam is cooking.
If the master and the eldest lady are hungry, it will not be too late for us to start dinner. Now, the master can rest..."
"Eh? Ah..." Yang Hao only wore a robe, and nothing underneath. When the wind blew, his legs were empty under the robe, which made him extremely embarrassed. He quickly agreed and covered them up again.
door.
"Hula", Yang Hao opened the door again: "Myolie, that... uh..."
"Ah?" Xing'er took a step back and gave him a questioning look.
"Please bring me a bucket of hot water, uh... sir, I need to take a shower and change clothes."
"My slave, I obey." Xing'er looked like she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, so she turned around and hurried away.
"But is there a fire?" Yanyan asked, standing up slightly on the couch.
Separated by a screen covered with gauze, Yanyan's delicate body curves up and down, like a hazy and graceful landscape painting.
Yang Hao smiled and said: "Your officials are responsible for putting out fires. Who dares to smoke and start a fire? Let's rest for a while, then eat and rest..."
In the morning of the next day, Yang Hao went to court with a prepared statement on how to deal with the detention of the Tubo Liugu tribe and the Han craftsman Li Xing. Zhao Guangyi and Zhao Pu were busy secretly, but their faces were unusually calm, so
There have been no important events in the past few days.
The official body is strong and has always been full of energy. Although he gets up early every day, he sits on the throne like a tiger and a dragon, majestic. But today... Zhao Pu secretly counted and yawned for the third time: What important things need to be done in the court recently?
The officials are working day and night to deal with it? No...; Da is worried about the war in southern Fujian, so he can't sleep? Good news from southern Fujian is coming frequently, what are the officials worried about? Impossible...
Zhao Guangyi was also quietly observing the emperor's brother: Which concubine did the emperor spend too much time with last night? No, the emperor's concubines are limited. He hasn't had a concubine in the palace for a long time. There are no newcomers. Where did he suddenly feel so interested and happy?
I don't know how to control it. If it doesn't work, I have to go back and ask Zhang Dejun to see if the emperor brother has anything on his mind.
The two of them were so preoccupied with trying to figure out the emperor that they didn't notice that Yang Hao, who was standing in line, had already yawned five times. Zhao Kuangyin was condescending, but he could see clearly. When he looked at Yang Hao, he couldn't help but think of what happened last night, and immediately stared.
Yang Hao.
An official had just finished reporting the matters under his jurisdiction, and another official who had reported according to his rank had just left his shift. Zhao Kuangyin pointed his finger: "Yang Hao."
When the official saw it, he quickly returned to the class. Yang Hao hurriedly left the class to bow: "Your Majesty, I have prepared a reply to Tibet. I would like to ask your Majesty to read it and use your seal."
As he took out the letter from his sleeve, the waiter rushed over and took it. Zhao Kuangyin waved his hand and said: "It's not urgent, Yang Hao..."
"I'm here. I wonder if your Majesty has any other instructions?"
Zhao Kuangyin yawned, shook his head and said: "Yang Hao, you are not a young official now. As a minister of the court, you should know how to behave. Ah... there are some things. Don't be ignorant of the importance. I... don't know what to do."
What can I say about you..."
Zhao Pu and Zhao Guangyi stood firmly in the class, both pricking up their ears, trying to find some clues. However, the official's words were so meaningless that it was impossible to guess. Yang Hao was also confused when he heard it, and said quietly:
"Your Majesty is saying..."
Zhao Kuangyin was really embarrassed to open his mouth. Regardless of whether Yang Hao was asking for it out of flattery or because his naughty daughter was asking for it, a bird was not a valuable gift. It was a private matter and it was unnecessary.
Teach him a lesson in the court, but that bitch made some unintentional noises in the palace last night, disturbing his rest. However, the palace ban is not too strict, and it will inevitably spread to the people and make people laugh. Think carefully.
I think it's better to let him pay attention to the influence and not be so ridiculous in the future. If you really want to give it, can't you give him a bird that knows the book and is polite?
Thinking of this, Zhao Kuangyin coughed, put on his airs and said: "Yang Hao, that bird of yours... last night was... ahem... it was too much..."
When Yang Hao heard this, he was shocked at first: "How did he know about my love affair with Yanyan in the boudoir? Could it be that Zhao Kuangyin, the Imperial City Secretary, is as pervasive as Zhu Yuanzhang's Jin Yiwei? Damn it, will he hear that I and Yanyan
Discussing the matter of feigning death to escape? No, probably not. If he heard it, he wouldn't speak to me in this tone. It's even less likely to point it out like this..."
Thinking back carefully, Yang Hao's voice was indeed quite loud when they were making out with Yanyan. However, after they fell in love with each other and discussed quietly, their voices would not be heard, and Yang Hao felt at ease.
Zhao Kuangyin saw that his face turned pale and red for a while, and said that he was a little ashamed, so he softened his tone and said: "This is not good, very bad. You are an official of the imperial court, you should know the severity, this time...
I don’t care too much for myself, and I won’t do it next time, eh?”
"Isn't this going to happen next time?" Yang Hao was angry, ashamed, and annoyed: "Your emperor is in charge of heaven and earth, but you don't care how intimate we are? You are so careless. You are my biological father, so this matter has nothing to do with you.
It's up to you to point fingers. I'm so full that I have nothing to do..."
Yang Hao rubbed his neck and replied loudly: "Your Majesty, I believe that the joy of the boudoir is better than that of a thrush."
"What's more fun in the boudoir than a thrush? What kind of mess is this? This big stick has started to quote randomly again."
Zhao Kuangyin was angry and laughing. He was about to speak again when Yang Hao said again: "I believe that your Majesty should be concerned about the common people of the country and the people of the world. This kind of thing should not be a matter for the king of a country to care about!"
Zhao Kuangyin was very happy: "This stupid bird, this is really a bird that someone raises..."
He puffed up his chest and said loudly: "Okay, then I will not talk to you Yang Shaoqing as the king of a country, but I will talk to you Yang Hao as Yongqing's father."
"What happened?" The ears of all the civil and military officials in the court stood up, like rabbits lined up, concentrating on catching the gossip revealed in the two people's words.
"Princess Yongqing?" Yang Hao was also stunned: "What's the matter with Princess Yongqing?"
Zhao Kuangyin used his father's words and lectured: "The bitch you gave to Yongqing can't speak other words, but it can say some dirty words, which is really annoying to hear. You are an official of the imperial court.
You should always pay attention to your words and deeds, and don't use any foul language. Look, even the parrots around you have learned it. I'm telling you to be more careful, what's wrong with it?"
"Ah?!" Yang Hao was stunned.
Zhao Kuangyin asked angrily: "What are you doing?"
"Ah... I think your majesty is right!" Yang Hao bent down deeply, held up a wat board that was one size larger than others to cover his face, wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "I'm taught, I'm sorry.
