Chapter 312

312 so called old friends (I)

"Today, my wife entertained all the generals and invited two musicians from the same house to play the piano and flute. If you play well, my wife must have a lot of rewards." Mrs. Yao said faintly, and the music officer and I quickly bowed our heads.

It seems that Mrs. Yao is really loved by he Zhen and dares to make friends with important officials around him! It has always been the most taboo for the harem to make friends with officials of the previous dynasty. What is Mrs. Yao's intention to make such arrangements?

She is only he Zhen's favorite concubine. It is reasonable to say that the servants should not come to the banquet in the concubine room, whether for avoiding suspicion or otherwise. The reason why those people are willing to come is that they believe that Mrs. Yao is deeply favored by Hou Wu, is the actual hostess of Wu, and is likely to be righted.

In this way, what they make friends with is not a small concubine, but the mother of the future Marquis, and even the mother of the next Marquis of Wu. Choosing to stand in line at this time will certainly win the favor of Mrs. Yao and lay political capital for the future. Mrs. Yao is also taking the opportunity to test whether the generals around he Zhen may support themselves and become their real help.

The rain poured out of the window, and the sky was getting darker and darker. Mrs. Yao calmly asked the maid to tidy up her clothes, looking calm and calm. This woman is not as weak as she looks. There is always a cruel meaning in her actions.

Across the heavy curtain, it is vaguely visible that dozens of young soldiers are sitting outside the curtain. Although they are not wearing military uniforms, their straight body and strong temperament clearly show their identity. Mrs. Yao not only invited us to offer music, but also found dozens of dancing girls as light as a swallow to dance in the hall. The aroma of wine and the aroma of beauty attracted people's hormones. Many young generals looked at the dancing girls flying in the hall and showed their salivation.

He Zhen has always been strict in running the army. Naturally, he Zhen can't see such graceful songs and dances or hear such beautiful music in the army. After a dance, one person couldn't help holding the wine pot in one hand and hugging the dancer's slender waist in the other hand. The dancer exclaimed slightly, but did not dodge. She let the reckless rough man hold her body and gently hook her arms around the rough man's neck.

The rough man took a gulp of wine and flirted with the dancer in his arms. The dancer gently grabbed the rough man's shoulder, gently and naturally kissed the mouth covered by the beard, and gently kissed the wine stains away. The rough man closed his eyes and enjoyed the service of the beauty. He looked up and smiled at Mrs. Yao sitting on the main seat and said, "madam, how about giving this dancer to Ren?"

Mrs. Yao's face was also covered with a veil. She sat on the main seat restrained and upright. Hearing the rude voice of the general surnamed Ren, Mrs. Yao smiled faintly: "it's natural. The women present, the generals can choose at will."

Mrs. Yao's words made these rude and reckless men no longer have any scruples. They came forward and robbed their favorite beauties to drink and have fun. The scene was very fragrant for a time. Even across the curtain, the sound of uh huh came into my ears. Fortunately, I always pay attention to self-cultivation. I only play my own piano and am not disturbed by the evil voices around me.

Anyway, there were a group of old people who didn't know the rhythm. I was so happy to play my favorite music with my piano. The musician originally asked me to play a piece of Jianjia. I disliked that the tune was too colourful, and changed the tune to the cheerful and lively deer singing. The music official reluctantly followed my tune and wanted to drink with a whistling sound. About him, he also saw that this merger did not need the musicians to play so skillfully. What he needed was to take the music as the only remaining fig leaf under the fragrant and gorgeous scene.

"Jun Hou arrives." a Langlang voice sounded outside the hall, and the originally noisy palace suddenly became silent.

The joyful song coagulated slightly, and then sounded slowly. The music official asked me with his eyes, and I gave him a faint smile. It's just that one of the strings was accidentally broken

The generals who had just held women singing and drinking stood up in an instant, knelt down neatly, bowed their heads respectfully and piously and said, "I've seen you."

Mrs. Yao was probably the most frightened person in the hall at this time. Her face was very white and she knelt down to the ground. Unexpectedly, she didn't dare to look up at the slender and tall figure.

The slender and tall figure slowly approached her. Mrs. Yao's back was sweating. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to defend herself, but her voice was like dumb and couldn't say a word. For the first time, she thought she was ridiculous. Jun Hou was her God. She respected him, loved him and was willing to pay for him, but in the end, she didn't even know what was thinking in his heart.

She was beside him, but she could never guess what was on the mind of Jun Hou who slept in the same bed with herself. She was once proud of getting his favor and thought she was his favorite woman, but that day she knew that he had a woman in his heart.

She was just a joke. Mrs. Yao was stimulated. She thought of making friends with ministers and forced Jun hou to make herself his wife. Since he can't be the real love in his heart, he will be his wife to accompany him all his life. Even if he dies, he will never be separated in a grave.

A slender and bony hand gently picked her up. What came into sight was Hou Qingjun's face. He smiled faintly, as if he didn't care about the scene: "ah Yao is so busy here, why don't you send someone to let Ben come too?"

There was no reproach in her tone. Mrs. Yao was slightly stunned and looked up at her husband.

On the throne, Wu Hou he Zhen sat alone, dressed in a black brocade robe, his dark black hair was tied up by a golden crown, his eyes were clear and handsome, and his face was like a crown of jade. The generals who had just been as quiet as a chicken resumed their enthusiasm in an instant, one after another, like he Zhen toasting. He Zhen didn't refuse to come. He was the honor of the monarch and marquis. He only needed a sip of the wine his men respected, but he Zhen drank all the wine in the cup boldly. Anyone who came to honor him drank it, which excited the group of old generals.

Xu was drinking wine, and his eyes were filled with a hint of wine, becoming clearer and clearer. He Zhen gazed faintly at Mrs. Yao, who was shrunk aside. The ape arm stretched out and gently held Mrs. Yao in her arms. With the warm smell of wine, he Zhen sprayed on her snow-white neck: "ah Yao wants to be my Mrs. Hou?"

Mrs. Yao shook in he Zhen's arms when she heard the speech. She had this idea, but she was afraid when she said it from the handsome and evil man in front of her.

Mrs. Yao has a thief's heart but no thief's courage. It is clear that her mind is almost known to everyone, just like he Zhen's anti conspiracy mind. But when he Zhen asked her personally, Mrs. Yao dared not speak.

"My concubine, I don't mean to... Please... Please give me a clear warning..." Mrs. Yao struggled to stand up and apologize to he Zhen. Now she has to resist the death and refuse to admit it. Otherwise, with Jun Hou's grumpy temper, she will not only dislike her, but also her family.

The hall was silent again. Just now, the generals who hugged he Zhen's shoulder and called brothers were as quiet as chickens again. Since they kept the appointment, they meant to make friends with Mrs. Yao. But compared with offending the monarch and Marquis, Mrs. Yao's affairs are trivial and worthless. Jun Hou's tone could not tell whether it was a blame, so none of the generals present dared to help Mrs. Yao speak.

He Zhen showed a faint smile on his face. He stretched out his hand to stop Mrs. Yao who wanted to kneel down and plead guilty, held her and sat on his knee: "yes... Why not?"

"Hou Ben hasn't married his wife yet. You are also a noble from Wu. You have good appearance and conduct. Even if you are madam Hou, you are more than enough."

He Zhen played with the wine cup in his hand and said with a smile, "you also know that when his father was alive, he wanted to hire Princess Anle, the younger sister of the current emperor, as his wife. However, the situation changed several times and gave up afterwards."

What is more terrifying than being in the same room with the enemy and hearing your name from the enemy population? The hand cut off by the string just now felt a faint pain, which made me wake up a lot, and I didn't play a wrong sound again. But the wound of the right hand was scratched by the string. It hurt badly when playing, and the blood left a red mark on the piano.

But I can't stop. As long as no one tells me to stop, I can only play with pain.

"How can Princess Fanzi of the imperial court be worthy of our princes?" the place where the Huo family set up troops is in the north. People in Wu often call us Fanzi, just as we call them nanmanzi.

Do you has the final say for matching the unfit? I had fun in hard work. I endured the injury on my hands and was still energetic. I looked down at my face. Anyway, my face was covered with a veil. No one could see what expression was under my veil.

"Huo's bitch, how do you deserve to be Mrs. Wu?"

Hum, there is a man who overestimates his ability. My Huo family is now the emperor. Your noble he family is just a local emperor in Pianan. You're a bitch. Your whole family are bitches!

While playing the piano calmly, I retorted happily in my heart.

He Zhen's voice was not high, but he heard it clearly in the noisy voice, and it came to my ears word by word: "I'm sorry that I didn't marry her. After all, she is the emperor's own sister, so it's useful to stay in Wu as a hostage“

”If necessary, you can also kill her for flag worship. "

My body was frozen uncontrollably.

My mother often said that people will change, and no one will always be the same as when I first saw them. It is also said in books that people's minds are easy to understand, but people's minds are changeable. He Zhen can do that. Three years ago, he was the blackest and most shameless person I have ever seen. After three years, he has become darker, more shameless and more despicable than before.

He regretted that he didn't marry me there, but I thanked him for not marrying while playing the piano.