Chapter 104: Swords are like dreams

At dusk, the fallen leaves of the willow trees in the courtyard were blown by the wind and fell down. Jinling gradually revealed the bleakness of autumn.

In the courtyard of No. 35 Lantern Lane Lane, Zhu Sisi was holding a bicycle and teaching a young maid in green to ride a bicycle. The maid was actually dressed up by a guard, with a red face and restrained hands and feet that could not be let go.

Although she has been married for several days, Zhu Sisi is still not used to being served by the princess, and she is even less used to being served. Instead, she gets along with the maids. Of course, it is just her wishful thinking. Although she is very kind to the maids, who really dares to treat her as a sister?

Just now, Zhu Sisi had just returned home and saw that the guard Xiaohong was learning to ride a bicycle, so she volunteered to teach her. Xiaohong was both grateful and frightened, but her hands and feet became more and more disobedient, and the bicycle was shaking left and right, shaking.

"You can't do this, wait until I change my clothes before coming."

Zhu Sisi entered the room, changed into a silver silk flag shirt, a delicate and elegant black skirt, black shoes and white socks, beautiful and exquisite, and more gentle and noble as a young woman. This was bought by Ye Zhao for her. The clothing common to fashionable young women and fashionable aristocratic young women in the southern country was also very common in Ye Zhao's world, but the clothing in this world was somewhat influenced by Ye Zhao, which was more in line with Ye Zhao's aesthetic view.

When he returned to the yard, Xiaohong disappeared. Xiaolu stammered and reported that it was Xiaohong who was busy boiling water. Zhu Sisi rolled her eyes, was angry and funny, and said, "Call her out and don't boil water. I will teach her to ride a bike."

Xiaolu had a bitter face and wanted to go to the boiler room to call someone. Zhu Sisi immediately stamped her feet: "Forget it!"

When Ye Zhao entered the courtyard, he happened to see Zhu Sisi's cute and cute expression, and laughed and said, "Who made my beloved concubine angry?" In fact, he felt like a mirror in his heart. He also liked Zhu Sisi very much. He never regarded the servants as machines, but truly regarded them as flesh and blood people, and liked to chat with them and communicate with them.

Listening to the prince's words, Xiaolu's pretty face turned slightly white, and Zhu Sisi hurriedly said, "No, no, prince, I'm joking." He closed the door and was good at making fun of Ye Zhao. Ye Zhao deliberately teased his little temper and bitten and kicked him. But outside, in front of others, the prince is the prince, and he can't be at all slightest in his words.

Ye Zhao took Zhu Sisi's hand into the main room.

There are two bedrooms in the main room, two main halls, one main hall is a dining room, and the other is a flower hall. In the flower hall, "The Three Dukes of Fu, Lu, and Shou" is hung on the wall facing the door, and there is an ebony table. On both sides of the case are wide chairs carved with dragons and phoenixes on the backs of the chairs, which are considered as the main seats, and there are eight ebony chairs on both sides. In fact, where can the guests come to this prince's private house? It's just a rule.

But today is obviously an exception. Ye Zhaozheng said to Zhu Sisi: "Sisi, I will go to the dock to pick up a customer later, and it is not considered a customer. Our family, matchmaker, and matchmaker Su."

Zhu Sisi was stunned, General Su, of course she knew it, and asked, "Come to our house?"

Ye Zhao nodded, and Zhu Sisi was a little excited and said, "Ah, then I'll cook some dishes in the kitchen." He thought to himself that General Su was unparalleled in the world, and I wanted to learn from her, but I didn't know if she was willing to teach her.

Suddenly, Zhu Sisi understood a little again and said, "Family, General Su is not like that?"

Ye Zhao rubbed his nose and said, "Yes, she is the second wife I told you that she can help me."

Zhu Sisi was amused and crying, and gave Ye Zhao a blank look and said, "You, why are you..." I want to say why you are like this? The dignified prince and the generals are not letting go, but I think he is already like this, and it is not the first day I know him.

Ye Zhao coughed and said, "I haven't gotten married when I met the matchmaker. It's not just for public service."

Zhu Sisi curled her lips: "I'll go cook." She got up and walked out, thinking about the woman of Prince Lover. Hua Ji was so adorable that she was so lovable, Sharaba had a foreign style and simple enthusiasm. The third concubine herself only glanced at her. The peerless charm was unforgettable. General Su was invincible and famous all over the world. Although the eldest wife had never seen her before, there was no need to say that.

It seemed that he couldn't take it out. Zhu Sisi knocked her head. Could it be because she liked to anger him? I couldn't help but feel funny when I thought about it.

Of course, Zhu Sisi just thinks about it this way. With her personality, no matter who the "opponent" is, she will never feel inferior or pity.

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When Ye Zhao picked up the matchmaker from the dock, it was already time to take the lights. Ye Zhao was really nervous. The matchmaker and Sisi were both very personalized people, and they were not used to watching the people they hugged and hugged, but they didn't want to be coincidental. They just wanted to let the two heroes meet first. But I really don't know if they would fight with each other.

When he saw the matchmaker at the dock, Ye Zhao was amazed. Although Ping Yuanjun changed into a new military uniform, the matchmaker obviously didn't like it very much. She was wearing a brightly shiny lilac leather jacket and leather pants, extremely slim and slender leather pants, with soft spikes under the legs of the pants, which had a bit of a bell-bottom pants, full of classical charm. The thousands of soft spikes that fell covered the small and cute red embroidered shoes.

Ye Zhao's eyes were straightened, but the matchmaker was a little thin and hadn't seen each other for a long time. He was about to see his sixth room with the matchmaker again. In the carriage, Ye Zhao was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Under the green gauze lantern, the food on the table was handled by Zhu Sisi. There were chicken, duck, fish and meat, but they were all small plates. They were neither wasted nor very rich. This was also Zhu Sisi's usual style.

But the atmosphere in the restaurant was a bit awkward. The matchmaker seemed to have thoughts all the way and talked very little. Zhu Sisi was not meeting each other. But as a concubine, sitting with other women, thinking that the lover was not just pampering and liking herself, and she felt a little sad, and she didn't know how to deal with herself and what to say.

"Husband." When he heard the matchmaker's delicate voice, he called Ye Zhao "Husband". Zhu Sisi's body shook, her face was slightly pale, and she lowered her head so that Ye Zhao would not see a strange color.

The matchmaker continued, "My husband, have you found out what's going on?"

The matchmaker returned to Nanjing, which was naturally related to the mutiny of the Sixth Town. She stationed troops in Yuezhou, opposite the Yangtze River was Zeng Guofan's Hunan Army camp.

Ye Zhao nodded and said, "Well, it's almost done." He has been busy with this matter these days. The Office of the Internal Affairs Office also found out about the matter of the secret leakage on the tour. It should be related to a female documentary in Honglu Temple. The female documentary was originally a female official in the Heavenly King Palace. She knew the words and figured out. After three months of training, she was selected to work in Honglu Temple for some book case work. At the same time, there were many female officials who were trained, recruited and made documents in each yamen, which was considered the beginning of the official selection of civilian female officials in the Southern State Department.

"Sixth Town, I won't go?" The matchmaker frowned and thought.

Ye Zhao knew her concerns. It was beneficial to the matchmaker participate in this matter, but naturally there were disadvantages. The matchmaker did not want to go to the Sixth Town, so it was to downplay the color of the old mountaintops in Guangxi.

"Let's go and have a look. This matter is a bit messy. It's perfect for you to comfort me." Ye Zhao knew that he was afraid that this matter would be spread to the fifth town, and the officers under the Matchmaker would be indignant. He obviously regarded them as outsiders. Now he had to comfort the old subordinates of the Sixth town so that this big or small storm could be quelled as soon as possible.

"Matchmaker, it seems that we have to hurry up our marriage. You and Sisi will marry me again." Ye Zhao was originally planning to wait for the new palace to be completed and marry the matchmaker again. This not only made up for his regrets, but also a political signal. From then on, Guangxi officers will truly calm down.

Zhu Sisi's pretty face turned red, she lowered her head and said nothing.

The matchmaker chuckled and said, "No need, don't worry, don't worry, I know that Mr. Lu is a master, but he just learns your things. Inspired by you, do you still have to be afraid of him? Besides, the generals of my fifth town were mostly dissatisfied with him when they were in Guangxi, so you can rest assured."

Ye Zhao said seriously: "I am just picking up those books. How to apply them depends on one's heart, and you can't be careless."

It is rare to see Ye Zhao becoming modest. The matchmaker couldn't help but smile and said, "I understand, Master Demon Slayer!"

Ye Zhao coughed dryly and stretched out his chopsticks to help Sisi pick up a piece of chicken.

The matchmaker looked at Zhu Sisi and smiled and said, "Sisi, he loves you very much."

Zhu Sisi was a little restrained in front of this famous heroine, blushing and didn't know what to say.

Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Both are both in pain. After the wedding, my husband will take you to Europe to have fun. Compare the fists and feet with the princesses in Europe and compare their beauty. Then they will all be willing to give in."

The matchmaker said helplessly: "I'll talk nonsense again."

Ye Zhao laughed, raised his glass and took a sip.

"Si Si, you know how to fist?" The matchmaker looked at Si Si and nodded, "Well, the bones are so clear that they are a seedling of boxing."

Ye Zhao felt bitter, and before Zhu Sisi could speak, he smiled and said, "Let's have a drink." The two violent people gathered together. If they often talked about the violent methods of using a knife to make sticks in the future, they would be the ones who would be suffering.

After using the meal, Ye Zhao went to take a shower and soaked in a wooden bucket. The pores were steaming and it was extremely comfortable, but he secretly complained in his heart that he should have a good conversation with the matchmaker tonight. But the two bedrooms are a structure for visiting the door, and there is even no door. It is just a thick soft curtain separated by a thick soft curtain. No matter how thick the soft curtain is, how can it be soundproof? I was going to call a wooden door before Sharaba came, but who knew that the matchmaker came before she started doing this.

Not to mention the bedrooms are connected, even in the Lotus Building, each suite is independent, the matchmaker only stays overnight when Rong'er is not around. And Sisi is the first time she has experienced such a scene, but she is really worried.

Otherwise, they would have to sleep in one room in a while and sleep in one room by themselves.

She scratched her head a little disgusted, but these things were not enough. She just disappeared from the matchmaker for a long time, so it was okay. She didn't have to turn the world around, but she really wanted to hold her and talk. The matchmaker has been running around outside for many years, and it has been really hard for her.

After taking a shower, I put on pajamas and pants, and after coming out of the bathroom, I was in the outer bedroom, which was similar to the inner room. The gorgeous shelf bed, red tents, exquisite gilded dressing table, red sandalwood wardrobe, embroidered carpets on the floor, and the sounding bell with ancient charm in the corners of the wall were ticking.

When Ye Zhao heard something was happening in the inner bedroom, he lifted the curtain and walked in, but was stunned.

The matchmaker seemed to be practicing boxing, holding Zhu Sisi's soft waist, and was talking: "Yes, if you want to use force like this, you must use the strength on your waist."

Ye Zhao opened his mouth and wanted to set rules. He was not allowed to punch and kick in the bedroom in the future. What's wrong?

But when the words came to his mouth, they suddenly became petrified. Is this scene so loving? Looking at the matchmaker holding Zhu Sisi's delicate little hands, watching the matchmaker's beautiful legs wrapped in purple trousers reaching between the legs of the black skirt and teaching her to exert force, Ye Zhao's heart thumped, then stood aside and looked at it with a smile.

The matchmaker had already seen him coming, and glanced at his smirk on the corner of her eyes, turned her head and chuckled, "Do you think you're so jealous? Do you want me to teach you something?"

Ye Zhao waved his hands repeatedly, and the matchmaker could see the most clearly about his dirty little thoughts.

Zhu Sisi was originally coming in and helping the matchmaker make the bed with the little maid. When she saw the matchmaker coming in, she asked for a few questions about fist and kicking skills. She followed the matchmaker to learn the power and exert force. She was just in a state of mind, but she didn't pay attention to Ye Zhao entering the house.

"You all sleep in this room today, I'll sleep outside." Ye Zhao said with a smile.

"Ah, no, I'll sleep outside." Zhu Sisi's pretty face turned red and she said, "I'll go to sleep in the dormitory."

Ye Zhao waved his hand and said, "What's that?" Thinking about it, if he didn't accompany the matchmaker tonight, he couldn't say anything, so he said, "You guys take a shower first. I've been tired all day, and I will sleep in the inner room later."

The matchmaker smiled and glanced at him. Ye Zhao's scalp was numb and asked her guiltily: "Is it OK?" Then he hurriedly: "Just talk and don't do anything else."

No matter how free and domineering the matchmaker is, she is a woman after all. After all, she was said by Ye Zhao so explicitly, her face turned red, she turned her head and went to the outside room to enter the bathroom.

Zhu Sisi's pretty face was even more red. Just as she was about to leave, she was hugged by Ye Zhao. Zhu Sisi whispered: "Let me go."

Ye Zhao smiled and kissed her tender cheek, and then let her go. Zhu Sisi glared at Ye Zhao and ran out hurriedly.

The two girls changed their pajamas after taking a shower, but they had no choice but to find Ye Zhao waiting for them in the outer bedroom, so they naturally wanted to appreciate the pictures of the two beautiful wives taking a bath.

The matchmaker was wearing rose-red silky pajamas and pajamas, while the matchmaker was light green. The matchmaker was gorgeous and youthful and beautiful. Both of them were wearing small embroidered slippers, and they were so beautiful that they were more beautiful than flowers.

"It's still early, I'll sing a song for you." Ye Zhao's guy was ready, and he picked up the guitar from the side. The matchmaker smiled hard, and Zhu Sisi was speechless. He could only sit side by side at the head of the bed to watch his lover perform.

In a song "Swords Like Dreams", Ye Zhao sang it heart-wrenchingly, and the lyrics say: "Where does my sword go? Love and hate are hard to love. My knife cuts the sky, and I don't understand whether it is right or wrong... I laughed wildly and sighed, I live a happy life and a sad life, who can share my life and death with me..."

"Who shares my life and death with me..." After more than 20 years of chaotic times, I was confused at first, but now I am walking on thin ice, seemingly laughing and scolding on weekdays, but who knows the huge pressure Ye Zhao is under?

A country, if it is pressed on its shoulders, or if a thought is wrong, it will bring great disaster to the Chinese nation, destroy hundreds of millions of families, and become the biggest sinner in Chinese history. Who understands these?

Who can share his life and death with him? Ye Zhao sang softly. Even the singer-songwriter in later generations never thought that more than a hundred years ago, a powerful prince would be moved by the scene.

The song gradually lowered. Ye Zhao was so excited that he turned to look at it for a while. Finally, he smiled and said, "Does it sound good?"

Matchmaker and Zhu Sisi nodded, but didn't say anything. They had the same thoughts in their hearts. Is there anything he couldn't do? Why does the singing exuded a faint sorrow?

If the other party hadn't been there, the two of them would have snuggled into their lover's arms and asked him in a low voice what he had in his heart.

Ye Zhao laughed: "You two want to dance together, sing, sing, and dance, how can you separate?"

His eyes rolled straight away. In less than three minutes, the husband showed his true nature again. Ye Zhao endured the numbness of his eyes and just smiled.

"Play the cards." Ye Zhao suggested that the matchmaker and Sisi had no objection, and felt that her husband seemed a little depressed. Even if he was a little chaotic, he would be able to do so.

The three of them sat around the kang table and played cards. Ye Zhao naturally felt very happy. He touched Sisi's tender little feet and pinched the matchmaker's slender legs. Zhu Sisi secretly blasked him from time to time, but the matchmaker didn't say anything, so he could hear it.

Sitting with them, the two most personalized wives played cards with each other. Ye Zhao's heart was full of warmth and satisfaction. In the end, Ye Zhao's naughty heart suddenly arose. He reached under the table, grabbed the little feet with red silk slim beautification with light green toenail polish with one hand, and grabbed the matchmaker's beautiful little feet with their own tenderness. Ye Zhao's heart was pounding, so he put his soles against the soles of his feet together and smiled, "Whose are the smaller ones?" An extremely beautiful picture appeared in his mind.

The two girls' pretty faces immediately turned red. The matchmaker put down the cards, jumped out of the bed, and lifted the curtain into the inner room.

Zhu Sisi looked at Ye Zhao speechlessly, not knowing what to say for a long time. The scene was originally quite warm, but she thought it was quite good. She even thought that the whole family was quite interesting, but she was disturbed by this unconcise lover.

Ye Zhao laughed dryly, leaned over and kissed her gently, and said, "I'm going to sleep."

Zhu Sisi nodded slightly.

"Don't worry, just talk, there will be no movement."
To be continued...