: The King of the Concubine

Yang Ling looked at the letter and listened to the singing sounds coming from the stage. He felt confused, sometimes happy and sometimes worried. Ma Lian'er had been in charge of the system for less than three years. If he had been married at this time and was incompatible with the courtesy, he would inevitably be attacked.

Not observing the etiquette system is not a trivial matter, it is enough to become a powerful tool in the hands of those who are interested. Even if they are protected by the emperor, they will not be dismissed from office and will be attacked from time to time. Using this as a disadvantage, no matter what they do, they will inevitably be constrained.

It is not difficult to let Lian'er stay alone in Jiangnan and find an excuse to hide her and give birth to a child secretly, but it is a bad thing for her. In the past two years of secretly hiding her name and hiding her name will definitely cause great harm to Lian'er.

Yang Ling knew it was so irritating. He wanted to send someone to Jiangnan to take Lian'er back to his house immediately. He also remembered that he wanted to use his power and status to do something for the Ming Dynasty and the people. He could not be as concerned as before and could do it casually.

After pondering for a while, he remembered that Lian'er is less than three months pregnant now, and when his waist becomes thicker and cannot be covered, he has at least two months left. At that time, he has already returned to the capital. This matter can be discussed for a long time, and he is not in a hurry to make a decision now.

He summoned that son into the study and hurriedly wrote three letters, one of which was written with Youniang. The letter did not hide the matter with Lian'er, and asked Youniang to send a silver and nourishing item through the inner factory, and the other letter was written with Ma Lian'er, telling her that she was currently on the patrol and that she would properly resolve her stay and leave as soon as possible after returning to Beijing, so that she could wait for her in Jiangnan and take good care of herself.

The third letter is written with Cheng Qiyun. She is now the supreme leader of the Inner Factory in Jinling. Lian'er, a woman, lives alone at her uncle's house and does not arrange effective personnel to take care of her. He is really worried.

Yang Ling sealed the three letters with a varnish and asked the son to quickly hand them over to the military post to send them back to the capital. Looking at him hurriedly walking out the door, he stood there thinking about it, and suddenly laughed:

It turns out that I only worry about not having a son. This is better. Youniang and Lian'er were born like a match. Youniang is fine. She has worked hard for more than a month, and she will always win once. But Lian'er is too lucky to be hit by a single shot, right? Could it be that she really has the excellent genes of the Yang family?

The costumes, gongs and drums were filled with several large boxes, and Zhengde gave them generous rewards. The actors only said that they were rewarded by the imperial envoy Yang. In the past two days, their income was more than twice as high as setting up a stage on the street. After returning, everyone could get a few more money, so everyone was very happy.

The opera troupe hired a big cart and pulled the shack to the rented place at the entrance of Pudu Temple and ran a bungalow. The headmaster squatted on a stone mill with his flat head. He smiled and said to everyone: "We have worked hard these two days, and we will close our business for one day tomorrow. Let's have a good rest, but don't forget to practice the martial arts. The prince's mansion will be held at the palace of the acquired prince. It will be sing for five days."

He smiled and said, "We are said to be the grass-roots team. Yes, if it weren't for Datong's war, it would be difficult to invite some famous actors. Where can our team be at the prince's mansion be established? Is this worse than famous actors? There is no chance. This time we sang at the imperial envoy Yang's mansion for three days, and then came back from the Dai prince's mansion, and our team's reputation will rise.

The biggest scene we have seen before was the back garden of the county magistrate. Now we are seeing the imperial envoy who is here in person. We will also see the grandson of the phoenix and dragon grandson in two days. Everyone will be energetic to me. The prince’s rewards are more than the imperial envoy.”

A woman in the crowd heard the look and stared at him with a flexibly and vivid eyes. Then she squeezed over and clasped her fists and said, "Is this master the head teacher?"

Ping Datou was slightly stunned and looked her up and down. The woman in front of her was covered in shabby local clothes. However, with Ping Datou's eyesight, she could see that the young woman's bloated and ordinary clothes were extremely slim, and her eyebrows, eyes and facial features were also extremely charming. Unfortunately, the thin little pockmark on her white and tender skin destroyed her beauty.

The big head jumped down with a short body. The young woman was not as tall as her shoulders. He also bowed according to the etiquette of the martial arts world: "I dare not be a good person. The little old man just led a bunch of bitter food. Who is the girl?"

The young woman smiled slightly and said openly: "The little woman is a single gang who travels to the world to perform her skills. It is not easy to make a living now. I see that the old man looks lucky and can support such a big storefront, he must be a responsible and loyal man. So if he wants to join your opera troupe, I wonder what the old man wants?"

Ping Datou smiled and said, "Where are, but my team mainly sings, and women cannot go on stage. Although there are some circus juggling, they just pass through the gaps to relieve the man's boredom. What do you do?"

The young woman smiled and said, "Equestrianism, archery, fighting performances, the little girl is doing everything."

Ping Datou shook his head and said, "No, no, our team can't afford to raise horses. Besides, with the business of the imperial envoy and the prince's mansion, it will become famous in the future. Those who leave will definitely be big players, running horses, shooting archery, dancing swords and guns, and playing with other people."

The young woman rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "The ropes are high and somersaults are all the time, and these little girls know about it."

Ping Datou was about to shake his head again, and a beautiful voice interrupted, "Who doesn't understand these things that are running around the world? Look, it's not easy for you to be alone outside, so you can perform somersaults. If you turn them well, I will take over you."

The man was wearing a complex costume, with watery sleeves, moth eyebrows and pink cheeks, and a pair of watery almond eyes. He was Cheng Xiaoyun, the pillar of the Pingjiaban. Although he was a man, he was used to dressing as a woman. He not only spoke softly but also had a beautiful appearance.

In front of him, although Ping Datou was the headmaster, he had to give him some face. He hurriedly said, "No, then you can try your skills."

The musicians who beat gongs, drums, pianos and flutes all came over and formed a circle. The young woman nodded with a smile and said, "Then I would like to thank the head master and this boss. The little woman is ugly."

She walked to the center of the venue openly, clasped her fists and walked on the platform, suddenly stood there and took a long breath, and then suddenly turned her tendons. Her somersault was not fancy, and she supported the ground with her hands and kicked her back with her feet. Although her skills were extremely neat, there was nothing surprising. Ping Datou and Boss Cheng couldn't help but show a little disappointment.

Unexpectedly, after the woman turned over a few somersaults, her body suddenly accelerated. The somersault turned quickly and quickly. It almost became a round wheel like a windmill, with continuous and beautiful movements, and her slender waist was flexible and powerful. Her eyes were lit up. Someone was cheering loudly beside her.

Flipped in the air, flipped in the clouds, golden carp swept through the waves, and flipped in the thin waist. All kinds of difficult movements were constantly being performed, and they were endless without stopping at all. Pingdao whispered loudly in a series of cheers from others: "Enough is enough, don't turn it over again, pack up and go to dinner with everyone. From now on, you will be a member of the Ping family."

The woman turned two somersaults in the air and landed on the ground with a smile, her face neither blushed nor breathing. She patted the dust on her hands and bowed, "Thank you, the head master."

Cheng Xiaoyun smiled slightly and said, "My name is Cheng Xiaoyun, what is my sister's name?"

The woman's eyes flashed and she replied with a smile: "My name is Liu Ying'er, and I will ask Boss Cheng to take care of her in the future."

Cheng Xiaoyun pursed her lips and smiled: "Well, Liu Ying'er, a good name, Yingying, Yanyan, spring and spring, the flowers, willows and willows are real, everything is charming, delicate and tender, stop and behave everyone. My sister looks so beautiful if she wears a robe and looks on her face."

The Hongniang transformed into Liu Ying'er and heard that he was praising his name as a nice one, but he didn't know what it meant, so he just smiled and didn't dare to talk to him.

Yang Hu and his group were originally thieves from the Green Forest. If they wanted to kidnap wealthy people, they would send two people to step on the plate in advance to understand Fei Yang's family background, power, and layout the family. They went to the door to abduct people at night. They had been impatient and had long arranged spies in the place, but now they wanted to deal with the Emperor of Ming Dynasty. However, they were blinded and had no way to talk about where he was.

Seeing that her husband was greedy, the Hong Maid was obsessed with the power, she knew she was being used by the Maitreya religion, but she was still obsessed with the dream of an emperor. She was indignant and failed to persuade her many times. When she talked to Uncle Wu about her depression, she unexpectedly made her heart completely cold.

No matter what, she is a woman after all. In the eyes of a bandit leader like Boss Cui who values ​​boys over girls, Yang Hu is much more important than his daughter. Seeing that Yang Hu is quite successful in recruiting soldiers and horses over the years, Boss Cui's heart has also become warm, hoping that his son-in-law can conquer the country and that the Cui family can be crowned kings and marquis.

So this time more than a dozen hamlets were suppressed, and Yang Hu's power was greatly damaged. The brothers in the old hamlet were already suspicious of the rumors that he was the emperor of his true destiny. Uncle Wu and several other confidants of Mr. Cui also discussed this matter with him in private. Mr. Cui had already hinted that no matter whether the rumor was true or false, he would try his best to help his son-in-law. It would be better to fight and get a prince, prince, and minister to do it.

This time, Boss Cui took the initiative to ask his own people to help Yang Hu. On the one hand, he expressed his attitude to the various villages. On the other hand, he also listened to Yang Hu's narration and knew that because of the attack on the powerful mansion, his daughter and son-in-law had a quarrel. He was worried that his daughter's eldest daughter would have a temper and questioned Yang Hu, so he sent her fifth uncle to suppress her.

When Hongmao heard that her father was so stunning, she couldn't help but feel disappointed. However, although she could not make a big fuss with Yang Hu due to the suppression of the elder Wu Uncle, Hongmao was as fierce as steel. When she had an idea in her mind, Boss Cui could not change. After listening to Uncle Wu's explanation, she couldn't break out on the spot, but turned around and packed up and left quietly.

She knew that Yang Hu and others had no other plan, so she could only find out that Zhengde had to monitor Yang Ling, so she disguised herself as she paid attention to all the movements in the inn. The opera troupe went to the imperial envoy to sing opera every day, and she had already touched her clearly. In her opinion, King Dai was the uncle of Emperor Zhengde. If Zhengde was really in Datong, he would probably have to congratulate him.

Then the Maitreya Cult and Yang Hu and others are very likely to start at that time. If she wants to stop Yang Hu from being used by others and destroy the Maitreya Cult, she also has to find a way to get in. Therefore, she pretends to be a gangster in the Jianghu area and becomes a member of the Pingjia Class.

On the 22nd day of the first lunar month, the king of the dynasty gave him a concubine.

Boyan's army had moved to Pingshun and Huguan area, and the people of Datong breathed a sigh of relief. They no longer had to wear neatly when they went to bed at night. They put their bags beside their pillows and were ready to run away at any time. The Dai Palace was decorated with lights and greetings with joy.

Cars, sedan chairs, and handsome horses carried the civil officials and military generals in the Datong area to congratulate the Dai prince. Yang Yiqing, the trilateral general, attached great importance to border defense because the emperor was in Datong, had already sent congratulations to the Dai prince's mansion in advance. It showed that the military affairs could not come to congratulate him in person, which made the Dai prince unhappy. Unexpectedly, he suddenly changed his mind today and hurriedly brought 300 personal troops to the Dai prince's mansion to congratulate him.

There were still many soldiers on the periphery of the Dai Palace, but there were music and music everywhere in the palace. The Hongniang mixed in the opera troupe and entered the palace. What was beyond her expectations was that the royal palace was much larger than she thought, and the royal palace had its own opera troupe performing in the back hall. It was said that the grand opera troupe was sent to perform in the nave. Eight opera troupes of this size were just built stages in the palace outside the palace and could not touch the core part at all.

The entire Dai Wang Mansion was filled with laughter and joy. The quieter places were Yin'an Hall, the Altar of the Soochow, the Altar of the Wind, Clouds, Thunderstorms, Mountains and Rivers, the Imperial Temple, and the Jia Temple Jishan Temple. The Dianchen House serves fine wine and meals, the Daifu Store receives guests, registers and accepts gifts, and the important guests are personally connected by the Director of the Royal Palace.

The opera troupe where the Hong Niangzi was located was inside Duanli Gate and outside the Chengyun Gate. The ministers of various departments could not escape her eyes when they entered and exited. The stage had already been set up in the yard, and the embroidered curtains and lamps on the stage were all ready. According to the rules, the first play of the concert was "Blessings of the Heavenly Official".

He was determined to build the Pingjia troupe into the most popular opera troupe in Datong. When the border was settled, he had to take the gimmick of the Nine-side tour to perform at the imperial envoy and the Daiwang Mansion to perform on the nine-sided tour, of course, he had to follow this rule. Although his opera troupe was not very formal, he could not learn the plays well. Fortunately, the people who watched the opera in this yard were all guards and scholars, servants and servants who came to congratulate their marriages, and they were not picky about it.

Especially after the performance of the Heavenly Official's blessing, "Lu Dongbin's Three Plays of White Peony" and "Zhang Tianshi's Great Painting Talisman" and "Zhang Tianshi's Great Painting Talisman" were slightly dirty and did not violate the taboos of the royal family. It was even more popular with those attendants and generals.

"According to the orders, the emperor's personal guard commander, the inner factory chief, the inner factory chief Yang Ling, and the Beijing camp general Eunuch Zhang arrived!" As the singing officer sang loudly, the Hongniang, who had just performed in the middle of the opera, heard it in his ears, and looked up suddenly and saw a scholar with a jade-like face walking in with a smile. He was wearing an expensive marten fur robe, a big velvet cloak, and a slender figure.

Twelve young and handsome lieutenants followed closely behind. Although the old man Zhang Yongzhang next to him was wearing a blue and gold embroidered python dragon robe, his shoulders and backs were half hooked and his feet fell quickly, just like a slave next to a prince.

The corners of the red lady's lips were tilted, and a faint smile appeared. The general came to congratulate her today without wearing military uniforms. She was elegantly dressed with his beautiful face, and her cloak floated away. A piece of jade was swaying slightly on her colorful brocade around her waist. That style... If she came today, she wanted to tie a fat sheep back and look at this way, then it was all right.

Accompanied by the headmaster of the royal palace, Yang Ling and Zhang Yong passed Chengyun Gate and arrived at Chongxin Gate. Yang Ling paused slightly, turned his head and looked back, and his eyes met the small school standing in the middle among the twelve guards. The small school showed a naughty smile. Yang Ling nodded to him without any notice and walked in side by side with Zhang Yong.

The guards of the imperial envoy were not allowed to enter the inner hall of the royal palace. The officers of the royal palace led them to the side hall next to Chongxin Gate. The flowing mats were lined up here, and many generals and civil servants were eating and drinking.

Because Datong is a border military town, even this royal palace is not only magnificent, the buildings and the courtyard walls are also strong and tall. There are fortresses on the high walls of the royal palace at four corners, and guards are stationed. However, once we entered the "Swallow House", the northern royal palace garden is also a rockery with curved corridors and flying eaves, which are concrete and small.

The "Swallow House" trail was tortuous. As soon as I entered the Jinde Hall, the head of the royal palace bowed and smiled: "Two sirs, the ceremony of the prince's concubine has not been held yet. Please go to the side hall to rest first. As soon as the auspicious time arrives, our family will lead the adults to Yin'an Hall to read the emperor's edict, respectfully asking the prince and the princess to present the ceremony."

Yang Ling and Zhang Yonghan nodded with laughter, turned around and turned to the side hall on the left. Two little eunuchs stood at the door. When they saw them walking to the door, they hurriedly lifted the felt blanket of Luofeng. As soon as they walked in, they were stunned.

The light in the hall was dim. As soon as he walked in, he felt uncomfortable for a moment. The two of them returned to normal eyesight and found that several adults had already stood in the side hall. Datong Governor Hu Zan, the three-sided general Yang Yiqing, a civil servant next to him, was the same as Datong Governor Hu Zan, but he couldn't remember any other civil servant in Datong who was of the same second rank as him.

On the left side of the hall is a coffee table and a chair. On the right is a kang with a kang table on the kang and a screen in front. At this time, two people flashed behind the screen, a yellow robe python dragon with a fat figure. It is the groom's official prince today. The fat face is rarely solemn.

The adult next to him was about 40 years old, with three wisps of whiskers under his jaw. His face was clear, his eyes were like stars with deep flints, and he was wearing a crane to replenish his clothes. He was the first-rank Grand Secretary of the dynasty Yang Tinghe.

When Yang Ling and Zhang Yong saw it, they thought to themselves: "It's bad. Today's wedding banquet will be turned into a Hongmen Banquet. When Yang Tinghe arrives, there will be no need to be a wind sword and frost sword. They will cry and advise the emperor to return to the palace."

The two looked at each other, and their eyes were telling each other: "Brother, you go first!"

Zhengde sat on a long bench and stuttered something casually. He thought it was interesting to pretend to be a lieutenant. However, there were too many rules in this palace, which was far less comfortable watching the show on the street. He sat idle for a while and heard the cheers outside. The singing was sanging and sang like a soul-stirring, and he couldn't help but get up and walk out.

The eleven guards were all first-class masters in the mainland. They were nominally imperial guards, but their duties were actually to protect the emperor. When they saw him get up, the people immediately stood up without a trace and quietly surrounded him.

A guard leader whispered: "Emperor, where are you going? Are you going to be a tribute?"

Zhengde glared and whispered: "Leave the palace! You are still uncomfortable leaving the palace. You are everywhere you go. This is the Dai Palace. Can there be thieves? Follow me from afar. Don't bother me, I'll go and see the fun."

After saying that, Zhengde snorted and walked towards the yard inside Duanli Gate.

Cheng Xiaoyun was singing softly on the stage. He wore a white dress and a bright peony flower was inserted into his beautiful hair like ink silk. The sleeves were like clouds, dancing gracefully, making the beautiful posture of a peony flower demon look lifelike.

Zhengde walked downstairs, and there were crowds in front of him. Two guards were already in front of him. Seeing that many people were quietly blocking him, Zhengde had no choice but to go over. He saw a little lady with a short dress, a short waist, a slender waist, and a slim chest, and a bulging chest, kicking one leg on a low chair, and was gaiting her legs again, and then walked over with a smile: "Is this sister, performing martial arts?"

Cui Ying'er raised her head and Zhengde secretly shouted, "It's a pity that the girl with such a beautiful and charming figure is a pity. She has a little pockmark on her face and puts on the stage. Her jade face is very delicate and she can't tell anything. She looks so close that she is very inferior.

When Hong Niang saw that she was a military captain, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and had childish hair on her lips, but her eyebrows, eyes and facial features were very handsome, and she spoke politely and kindly. She didn't have the slick bandit spirit of an ordinary soldier, and felt a little fond of her heart. She tied her legs tightly, reached out to tie her hair on her temples, and smiled and said, "Who is my sister performing martial arts to show her? It's just a juggling trick of high-rod rope skills."

Zhengde's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Is it juggling? That's better than martial arts. When will my sister perform again? I'll applaud you and applaud you."

The Hongniang found it interesting and couldn't help but smile: "Little brother, you are interesting. There is a regular rule for the royal palace to reward silver. If you shout out loud, you won't add money."

Zhengde said unconvincedly: "Is this true? Then let Yang... my imperial envoy Yang reward you. I am Lord Yang's personal soldier. If you perform well, I will tell you that he will definitely invite you to perform in the mansion and give you a lot of rewards."

The lady Hong was amused by his childish words and laughed. She couldn't help but feel blessed and said with a smile: "The little girl thanked the official first. If she really received the reward from Lord Yang, the little girl would definitely give it half of the official."

Zhengde waved his hand righteously and said, "You don't have to be polite, you don't have to be polite. I will follow us adults to eat and drink and not worry about having no money to spend."

There were a few gongs on the stage, and Cheng Xiaoyun flashed out of the stage like a cloud. Lu Dongbin and the demon Taoist Huang Zhenren went on stage with the sound of gongs and drums. Cheng Xiaoyun, who had won the applause, blushed his cheeks, and obviously felt a little proud. He took his skirt and got off the stage, and put a tent to change clothes and faces behind him. Cheng Xiaoyun shouted to the Hongmao: "Sister Liu, help me change my robe."

Cui Ying'er agreed and said with a smile to Zhengde: "Little brother, my sister is going to work hard. After the next show, my sister will go on stage to perform somersaults. Remember to come and see."

Zhengde nodded quickly and agreed. Seeing the woman in a blushing clothes flashing into the tent, he looked around and turned around to walk towards the side hall on the right side of Chengyun Gate. The guards who served in the palace for many years and dared not disobey the imperial edict did not dare to get too close to the ground, but followed them all to the right.

A tall maid in the palace dress was accompanied by two other maids and walked out of the Chengyun Gate proudly. Zhengde was impatient and there was a constant stream of people along the way. He flashed left and right around the crowd, walked to the center of the door, and stepped on the back of the skirt that the maid was dragging on the ground.

The maid yelled, hurriedly lifted her skirt, turned around with a blushing face, and saw that it was just a little captain, so she glared at him fiercely and scolded: "You are blind, don't you have any eyes when walking in the palace?"

Zhengde was scolded by someone, but he was not angry at all. He only felt that she was holding her head up and walking out proudly. Now she was in a hurry and embarrassed manner. He held back his smile and bowed, "Miss, I'm so reckless, I'm really sorry."

The maid shook her skirt and saw that it was a big footprint on her back. She felt more and more angry. She glanced at Zhengde with disgust and said, "Bah, you are still young, do you think you are a young man or a young master? A big soldier, still young, you don't know how long the horse is! You are also a person with status and promising? Hum!"

After saying that, she raised her head and left like a proud peacock.

Emperor Zhengde touched his nose and was so robbed by her that she couldn't speak. The guards snatched by him couldn't help but laugh secretly when they saw that the emperor was ridiculed by a maid of the royal palace.

A girl next to her said with a smile: "Don't blame her. Sister Yu is the favored maid next to the princess. Even the chief executive gave her three points. You are so young that you will be the personal soldier of the general and will definitely have a future in the future. Heroes are not afraid of being low-browed. When you become the general of Datong and come to pay homage to the prince, Sister Yu'er will definitely look at you differently."

Not to mention the General of Datong, even if he was the Grand Marshal of the National Army, how could he see Zhengde in his eyes? There was a girl who was so understanding and didn't care about his origin at all. After hearing these words, he was still warm in his heart. He didn't know his identity as an emperor, but he was the first girl who looked up to him so highly.

Zhengde turned around and was about to thank the girl behind him, but after a glance, he suddenly flew out casually, and his soul and six spirits stood there like clay sculptures, and he was speechless for a long time and could not say a word.

The woman in front of her was not dressed as a maid in the palace. She was wearing a moon-hu-colored shirt, a blue dog fur-edged pair of armor, and a skirt tied around her slender waist. She dragged six green Hunan skirts with a small family. Although she was a small family, she had snowy skin and fragrant skin, and was charming. She had a petite figure, delicate face, pretty and radiant, and a beautiful mole on the corner of her lips with a smile. She was holding a big parrot with a colorful tail in her arms.
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