The beautiful day always starts with Wan Jiaojiao's concern.

Li Chenren put his robe on herself by Wan Jiaojiao, and looked at the beautiful and beautiful Wan Jiaojiao in front of him. Li Chen laughed: "You are so intimate that you can't imagine the days when you are not around you in the future."

Wan Jiaojiao blushed, but immediately said very firmly: "The slaves will always be with His Royal Highness, why are you not at His Royal Highness?"

"It's good to say this." Li Chen laughed and walked towards Xi Zhengdian.

While walking, Li Chen asked: "What schedule is there today?"

Wan Jiaojiao also followed Li Chen, and heard the words and replied: "There is no special arrangement, but there are several adults who want to ask His Royal Highness."

"It seems that because the new administration has recently landed, many positions have been mobilized. Some officials who come from the local area are not used to the new jobs now. With various factors, they have a little conflict with several adults in the Beijing department."

"Yesterday, the slaves also heard that an adult from the Ministry of Rites was transferred from Dongshan Province. She loved to eat green onions. She also liked to hold a green onion during the duty.

When I hit, the Royal Shi laughed at a two -sentence, and the two actually played for the matter.

"This is a lot of trouble, many people are watching it as a joke."

"Polying!"

Li Chen snorted and said angrily: "Where did they treat the East Palace as a place? The palace is not their old mother, and they are all old and they are raising. Whenever this kind of thing is not seen in the palace, let them let them make them, let them let them make them.

I rolled back and ignored it, and I took off the official uniform and took off the official hats and went back to plant fields. "

Wan Jiaojiao smiled and said, "The slaves knew, this went to send them out."

As soon as I went out, Wan Jiaojiao seemed to think of something again. He turned his head and said to Li Chen: "By the right, the Ministry of Industry Zuo Lang Zheng Baorong has been kneeling at the entrance of the East Palace since yesterday.

His Royal Highness? "

Li Chen stepped up and asked, "He kneeling until now?"

Wan Jiaojiao replied: "It was already kneeling there last night. At that time, His Royal Highness had rest, and the slaves did not go to His Royal Highness."

Li Chen nodded and said, "Let him come in."

However, for a moment of effort, Zheng Baorong walked in from outside Xi Zheng Hall.

As soon as he saw Li Chen, Zheng Baorong became excited, fell to the ground with his knees, and shouted: "

Li Chen glanced at Zheng Baorong, who was kneeling on the ground, and his sorrows and dishes on his face were really sympathetic.

But Li Chen didn't give him any good look, and said faintly: "Okay, don’t perform with the palace."

Zheng Baorong cried and lost his face, "The legs of the sinners are painful, and there is a loss of manner in front of the hall.

"I ran to the entrance of Dongkong to kneel at midnight, not what to do to act? Fortunately, I said that my legs hurt, you just deserve it.

Once and for all. "

Li Chen's words were very polite, but there was not much anger in the words, which stabilized Zheng Baoren's heart.
Chapter completed!