Chapter 159 Qi Ping: It's time for me to show sacred again (Five Thousands of words to Subscribe)

On the other side, after the emperor left the Chengnan Courtyard, he hurried, and merged with the guards waiting not far away to get into the carriage:

"Back to the palace!"

"Yes." The guards wearing a casual clothes responded, and at the same time were a little puzzled. When I thought, when my Majesty came down, she was clearly frowning. When she came back, she laughed.

Car and horse return to the palace all the way.

The emperor quickly changed the dragon robe, and then ordered the eunuch to pass the order again and called the several heavy ministers back again.

The six Shangshu people were confused and thought about what was wrong. I just saw it in the morning. How many hours did it happen?

The sky is almost dark, and I call again.

I was depressed in my heart, but my body rushed to the palace honestly, stepped on the twilight, and entered Hongde Hall.

"What are the instructions for Majesty? Could it be that Wanzhou has changed?" The Ministry of Industry Shang Shu asked.

Zhang Yanzhi and Huang Yan and others are also doubtful.

The relaxation of the emperor's face is clearly distinguished.

"Wanzhou's disaster has not changed. This time, the calling of the public is to discuss the method of the work of work." The emperor said with a smile.

For the work generation?

The ministers were puzzled, and they felt that the word was familiar and unfamiliar.

"His Majesty said, but work? This ... I'm afraid it is difficult ..."

The rest of the ministers also have a similar mentality. Thinking about the work of work is not a fresh method, but the food can't be transported, what else said.

"His Majesty Trim."

"His Majesty, this matter still owed ..."

On the top, the emperor looked at the courtiers with a smile, and looked at the refreshing feeling that Qi Ping enjoyed it not long ago ...

After speaking, the ministers were finished, and he Shi Ran said:

"I said‘ with the work of work ”and the ancient‘ worker ’...”

Then, he said Qi Ping's plan and said it again.

"Miao, this method is wonderful, launching the folk ... it is a way that I haven't tried forward."

The Lao Shangshu of the Ministry of Households is excited, because he is the most excited, because this can make himself less money.

"This method can indeed try it." Zhang Xunzhi's cautious support.

The entire plan is complete in all aspects, and the feasibility is extremely high.

As for the issue of dividing taxation, if the rest of the minister proposed the plan, everyone would inevitably criticize the pain, but this method was what the emperor himself said ... it is not important.

"Your Majesty, I do n’t know who proposed these new laws?" Lao Shoufu asked curiously.

Everyone also wondered.

The emperor smiled at Mona Lisa: "This, you don’t need to ask."

Nympho

The ministers left with a confused manner, and immediately started, and returned to the gate to formulate a new type of work.

The emperor who was in a good mood ate two more bowls of rice at night, and immediately took advantage of the night to take advantage of the night, and drove the Huaqing Palace.

"Why is the emperor?" The princess Yong Ning was surprised.

Knowing that the emperor is busy, it is usually just visiting himself.

The emperor smiled: "Yong Ning, you solved a trouble for me this time."

Yongning: ??

Then, the emperor pulled the girl, and said in the south of the city.

Well, although I promised Qi Ping to biography, but told her girl, isn't it a biography?

Mainly don't say panic ...

Qi Ping? Taifu? Disaster relief recipe?

When the emperor left, the princess was stunned, and his face was incredible.

When it is a coincidence, it is really dramatic.

Secondly, although she knew that Qi Ping's eyes were unusual and talented, but she never thought about it. He would have any opinions on people's livelihood.

Not to mention, the way to praise the emperor and Manchu Culture and Martial Arts?

In the night, the face was rolled with a face, the eyes were autumn water, and the long princess wearing a light purple palace skirt sat in the study, holding the cheeks, a little lost:

"After all, do you look down on you ..."

Nympho

In the Yunjia House Courtyard.

After the emperor left, Qi Ping chatted with the old man for a while. At the end, he learned that Mr. Yun was occasionally teaching some younger generations. Qi Ping's eyes were bright and joked:

"Then, it's better to let the girl come often. If you have time, teach her."

Qi Qi literacy, this is to support the blessing of his father, but it is limited to this.

I have never read the book seriously.

Although in this era, it is normal, but Qi Ping still wants to make her grow more to learn.

Today, the economy is also ample, but it is difficult to accept female students in this era. It is difficult.

There is a retired teacher next to the neighbors next door. No matter how good it is, I don't expect what to learn. Whenever I can raise my temperament, I am very satisfied.

"Okay, old and boring, my granddaughter, don't like to read." Yun Lao smiled with his eyebrows and agreed.

In this way, if you know it to Kyoto authorities, you may have to be surprised.

You know, the emperor taught himself, how many people can't ask for it.

"Get 话, if you have you, you are not ready today. I prepare a bundle repair in two days." Qi Ping was not polite.

Yun Lao smiled bitterly.

Not far away, by the flower bed.

Xiaojiabiyu, Yun Qing'er with a white face stared at his eyes, a little tasteful, and looked at the female companion beside him:

"You tell me again, your brother's business."

Qi Yan stunned her: "I told you before, you don’t like it."

"Oh, do you say nothing?" Qinger urged.

Qi Yan slowly, cleaned the pastry residue, and flattened his clothes. This was a serious saying:

"My brother is very good, work well, but also take care of the family, strong body, very literary talent, open books in partnership, and less gold ..."

Yun Qing'er listened to the more confused and stopped her:

"What do you say, I don't want to know this."

Qi Yan's friends, I said, I know. I know.

Nympho

The sun sinks into the horizon, and Kyoto ushered in another night.

After June, it was dark and the air warmed.

Inner city, a three -entry mansion.

At the stone table in the courtyard, a brocade robe, the heroic Hong Jiaojiao sat on the round stool.

The left arm is on the table, holding the snow -white jaw, and is in a daze. The face exactly like the mother, the willow leaf eyebrows open, as if the fallen leaves without wind.

The high ponytail half is put on the table. At this time, the temperament has inherited the dad's "do not enter".

When people in the house pass here, they will take a light step and be careful to bypass them, for fear of disturbing the lady's "thinking about the case".

Yes, recently, every time Hong Jiaojiao was in a daze, it was disturbed, and he would lose his temper and say, "Don't bother me to think about the case" ...

Although I didn't think about anything.

Not far away, in the hidden room, the beautiful beautiful woman bowed and looked out from the door seam, as if there was a Hong Jiaojiao in the door seam.

"Master, do you say that our girl is a bit wrong recently."

The beautiful woman got up and looked at the table worriedly, Hong Qianhu, who was soaking in her feet.

Honglu, who had thick eyebrows and big temper, looked at his wife and wondered:

"She doesn't always do this."

"..." The beautiful woman did not hit a place, and complained:
To be continued...