Married Thrice to Salted Fish Chapter 119

Lin Qingyu considered this for several months. During this period of time, the emperor’s intention to establish Lin Xiang as the latter has been spread among civil and military officials, and everyone has different reactions. Generally speaking, the generals were silent and the civil servants wept.

The generals only knew that Lin Xiang was general Gu’s undead. He was widowed for a year and a half and was going to remarry. It was so cold – what? You say this is general Gu’s last wish? Lin Xiang doesn’t want to marry? Oh, that’s okay.

Civil servants feel that the son of heaven’s infatuation has been committed again. They actually want to make a man queen, or a man who has been widowed twice. Obviously, their majesty is not crazy. Otherwise, how can they make such a decisive and fierce judgment on the corruption case of Qian Xiyuan, the assassin of Liangzhou. He not only beheaded Qian Xiyuan, but also made an example of others. He ordered all officials above the fourth grade in Beijing to go to the execution ground to watch the punishment.

So the problem must be Lin Qingyu. Relying on his appearance, it was not enough to bewitch Gu Fuzhou. He dared to covet the empress. How unreasonable!

The brave old minister broke into the general’s house and scolded Lin Qingyu. Unexpectedly, Lin Qingyu didn’t get angry but smiled. He invited people into the house, offered tea and said, “to tell you the truth, I don’t really want to marry. Unfortunately, resisting the decree is a capital crime. Why don’t you go and help me persuade the emperor?”

Old minister: ”

Therefore, a group of old ministers cried in the hall of diligent administration: “the emperor can’t! Don’t! The way of heaven is not allowed for a man’s wife, and the queen is a disaster to the country and the people! Where do you want to buy the ancestors of the Xiao family?”

Jiang Xing raised his head from a pile of memorials and picked his eyebrow: “finished?”

The old minister blushed with excitement and added: “… Where are the people?”

Jiang Xing didn’t get angry. He could even be called gentle and polite: “when you’re finished, step back quickly. I’m busy.”

The old minister screamed: “emperor!”

Jiang Xing said again, “I’m not discussing with you, I’m informing you. Come and have a drink when you’re free.”

The old minister covered his chest and almost vomited blood: “… Emperor!!!”

“Also, the Empress Dowager has agreed to this. Don’t disturb her.”

Old minister: ”

After learning this, Wu Youyuan, who was far away in the northwest, cut off an arm of the prince of Xixia to congratulate the empress. At that time, Gu Fuzhou also took the life of the Xixia prince when he was as old as him and became famous in the first World War.

——The poetry of youth blood and youth has just begun.

The first male empress of Dayu is also the first male empress in history. How to form this marriage is a problem. The ceremony after the seal was complicated, and the officials of the Ministry of rites had to work out a new process. This dragged on for another half a year, making the old ministers howl and numb. In the end, Lin Qingyu, who didn’t want to marry, was “forced” to nod his head.

In the second year of Tianshuo, the emperor and empress got married and announced to Kyushu that the whole world would celebrate together.

Lin Qingyu once again put on a wedding dress for Jiang Xing. Counting the previous three times, this is the fourth time. Marrying the son of heaven is different from marrying others. Jiang Xing knows that he doesn’t like complex things. The last time he got married, he specially chose a simple and solemn wedding dress for him. But this time, he had to wear a phoenix Yu Fei embroidered by the fashion Bureau for half a year, wear a special man’s Phoenix crown, with phoenix feather and mother of pearl on his forehead, sit on the eight lift sedan chair, and be carried into the palace by the internal official from the main gate of the palace.

The post seal ceremony was held in the calyx building, with great momentum and showing the style of Tianjia. The first snow melts, but the calyx upstairs is full of flowers. However, how can any hundred flowers compete? When the emperor and empress go to the stage hand in hand, everything becomes their foil.

In addition to the collision sound of the bead curtain on the Phoenix crown, Lin Qingyu can only hear his own heartbeat. He stood beside Jiang Xing, holding Jiang Xing’s hand and felt the palms of the other party wet with sweat.

… on the surface, it seems so calm and calm, and the momentum of a country’s monarch is properly grasped. So many people watched Jiang Xing and looked at him like a God. Only Lin Qingyu knows that Jiang Xing is still a nervous teenager with the sweaty palms.

He just accompanied him to the top step by step.

All officials worship and heaven and earth celebrate.

From this day on, winter has a new meaning for Lin Qingyu.

It’s night, the flowers are beautiful and the moon is full, and the good night is bitter and short.

No one dares to drink the son of heaven. With a lesson from the past, this time Jiang Xingdi didn’t touch the wine and came to Fengyi palace very soberly. After the ceremony, Lin Qingyu put on his xipa and sat quietly on the Xi bed.

The Queen’s wedding dress was dignified and heavy, and her body was covered tightly, with only a pair of white jade hands exposed outside; On the ring finger of his left hand, he wore a ring engraved with dragon patterns.

Jiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Qingyu has been addicted to practicing Gu for many days. He once worried that he would come in and see the picture of Lin Qingyu sending all the palace people away and hatching poison lizard eggs alone.

Okay, okay.

He turned the phoenix feather ring on his hand. At this time, the palace man reminded him that it was time to take off the xipa. He raised his hand and saw that he was going to untie the xipa. His action suddenly stopped, as if he didn’t want to disturb the beauty. The palace man called again, and he calmed down and stretched out his hand again.

The xipa of you long playing with Feng was provoked, and a gorgeous peach and plum face gradually appeared behind the tassel of xipa. When the four eyes were facing each other, Jiang Xing fell into a short absence, as if he had been drunk. His sight was distracted by the bright eyes in front of him and the great beauty looking forward to life.

They became relatives three times, dated for three years, and slept 306 times. But at this moment, Lin Qingyu still made him palpitate and at a loss.

The palace man reminded him that it was time to drink Heying wine, and he didn’t respond. Lin Qingyu said, “you all step back.”

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Jiang xingcai regained consciousness. Seeing Lin Qingyu’s face with some teasing, he immediately respected himself, put on a romantic appearance that he had seen a big scene, and joked: “beauty, you’re my wife again.”

Lin Qingyu raised her eyebrows, and the mother of flowers on her forehead also moved: “what does it mean that her wife is in your hometown?”

“I didn’t tell you?” Jiang Xing was surprised. “Wife means wife.”

Lin Qingyu drew inferences from one instance: “in this way, husband means husband.”

Jiang Xing said with a smile, “exactly.”

Lin Qingyu nodded, picked up the wine pot, poured two glasses of wine, and handed one of them to Jiang Xing: “well, drink a bar, husband.”

Being called “husband” by the classical beauty in her wedding dress, Jiang Xing felt that he was almost worth his life. He took the wine glass, and Lin Qingyu drank the wine with his left hand around his right hand.

Pick xipa and drink Heying wine together… Ordinary couples should have, and none of them are left behind. After that, only the bridal chamber remained.

Jiang woke up in no hurry. He also wanted to see more red beauties. He stood in front of Lin Qingyu, raised each other’s chin with his hand, looked at Lin Qingyu seriously, and suddenly sighed: “at this time, if only there were a camera.”

Lin Qingyu asked, “what is a camera?”

Jiang Xing sat down next to Lin Qingyu and began to give him the basic principle of popular science camera.

After listening to this for a while, Lin Qingyu said with a smile, “on the third wedding night, are you sure you want to say this?”

“Didn’t you ask first?”

“You can tell me later,” Lin Qingyu said. “If you don’t have a bridal chamber, it will be dawn.”

Under the red candle, Jiang Xing’s eyes were bright and bright: “but the baby is so beautiful that I don’t know where to start.”

Lin Qingyu grabbed his hand and put it on his body. The corners of his mouth smiled: “from here.”

Jiang woke up, breathed tight and said with a smile, “well, listen to your wife.”

Lin Qingyu was pushed by Jiang Xing and fell into a purplish red.

When the love was strong, their eyes were entangled in one place. Lin Qingyu tried to raise his hand and wanted to touch the corner of Jiang Xing’s eye: “good looking…”

“I look good?”

“Well.” Lin Qingyu whispered, “you look very good with sweat on me.”

Jiang woke up and paused. His eyes rolled with emotion. His voice was hoarse and nearly silent: “I’m dying.”


When he woke up in the middle of the night, Lin Qingyu turned over. Before he opened his eyes, he heard a voice: “Qingyu, I’m here.”

Lin Qingyu slowly opened his eyes. He didn’t realize that there was no one beside the pillow. He saw Jiang Xing sitting at the table and turning over the memorial in his hand: “why did he suddenly wake up?”

Lin Qingyu blinked and made sure he was right: “what are you doing?”

Jiang Xing was angry: “look at the official memorials. I understand. My salted fish dream was completely broken when I dressed as an emperor. After that, I was a donkey carrying the rivers and mountains forward.”

Lin Qingyu: “… Even a donkey doesn’t have to read the memorial on the wedding night?”

“Indeed,” said Jiang Xing painfully, “but I was too nervous and anxious to do anything a few days ago, so I left a pile of things to deal with.”

Lin Qingyu wondered, “Why are you nervous and anxious?” Jiang Xing said frankly: “you make me nervous. I’m going to marry you again.”

Lin Qingyu laughed: “it’s not the first time to get married. What can I be nervous about.”

“No matter how many times I have done it, I will still be nervous. And this time, I married you with my own body. Of course, I feel different.”

Lin Qingyu throbbed and his chest was slightly hot. This man, with a casual word, made him blush and heartbeat, just like a teenager who first met the wind and moon. He really has the ability.

“Then you batch it and go to bed early.”

Jiang Xing sighed, “OK. You sleep first. You don’t have to wait for me.”

Lin Qingyu couldn’t feel the temperature and breath of the people beside him. He was still not used to it. He asked, “can you come to bed to see it?”

Jiang Xing raised his lips and said, “it’s better to talk straight if you want your husband to coax you to sleep.”

So Lin Qingyu said directly, “I want my husband to coax me to sleep.”

Jiang woke up and went to bed with the memorial. He lay down against the Xi pillow and took Lin Qingyu into his arms: “go to sleep, baby. We have to go to Ci’an palace to greet you early tomorrow morning.”

Lin Qingyu nodded, found a comfortable position in Jiang Xing’s arms and closed his eyes again.

As the night darkened, Jiang woke up with more and more tiredness. He forced himself to finish reading some, turned around and saw a mountain of waiting memorials on one side. He couldn’t help but feel sad: on the wedding night, he was still working overtime, and the donkeys of the production team didn’t dare to use it like this – how did he fall to this point?!

The man in his arms moved gently in his sleep, and Jiang Xingchao looked down.

Lin Qingyu pillowed on his abdomen, his light breath sprinkled on his abdominal muscles, and his long eyelashes cast a clear shadow at the moment.

He soon had the answer.

Because one thing is more important than making salted fish.

He hoped that Lin Qingyu would not be bound and do what he wanted to do, even if he did bad things; He hopes Lin Qingyu can freely pursue his ideals and live the most dazzling and beautiful appearance.

He doesn’t want Lin Qingyu to be clever and sensible, nor does he want Lin Qingyu to suppress himself for the so-called overall situation.

He hopes Lin Qingyu will always be willful and happy.

To this end, he is willing to be a less idle salted fish.

——End of text.

The author has something to say: the text is over!! After two days off, it starts to change from time to time = 3=

Because sanzhuang has the least part of the play, he will first write about the daily life after marriage between sanzhuang and the great beauty, and then wear the ancient and modern. There may also be the if line of Lu Wancheng and Gu Fuzhou~

In short, there are many contents. Don’t say goodbye. I will continue to accompany you in November~


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