Zhang Tingdao was dumbfounded for a few seconds, and then said angrily: "Why don't you send your son in!"
When Huang Youyou heard this, he quickly retracted his head and ran away in despair, but he couldn't think of what was wrong. Isn't it good to be a prince's grandfather?
Zhang Tingdao looked at the door opened under the hot light and sighed inaudibly. It is natural to be the prince's grandfather, especially if he comes from the emperor, he must be a rare good son. However, the emperor is a woman, and male concubines will have
Love and hate, let Yihan go to the three harems where he has a firm foothold. Besides hoping for the emperor's care, what else can he do to stay alive?
Even if everything is good, I am afraid that Yihan will be tempted. The emperor is still moved. Mr. Sun is naturally happy. What is his son's status? The emperor's heir may be his family. All he wants to think about is how to look forward to the emperor's grandson.
Worried about his son.
Zhang Tingdao sat back down with a heavy expression on his face, feeling a little confused in his heart. After all, the emperor is a woman, not as good as a man! The Yan Kingdom has had a male system for thousands of years, so how come there is a female emperor? [
Zhang Tingdao thought of the emperor discussing the proportions with the old masters in the porcelain kiln, of the exquisite paintings being made into exquisite pieces by the masters, and of the cars that countries all over the world are rushing to pre-order. It seemed that it was unreasonable that she was not the emperor. Alas, it was all.
Worrying things.
He is an annoyed minister, so why should he be sad? It would be more practical for him to buy a few more staff during the "Autumn Festival".
…
Xin Cheng and everyone finished drinking tea, and it was almost noon. Yin Huo had been a little out of sorts. Watching Xin Shangshu greeting the Prime Minister, he felt that something was wrong. Xin Shangshu's behavior this morning was also too much. How could he recognize it so easily?
!
Yin Huo suddenly didn't want to talk to them. Whether the emperor was a boy or a girl, Yan Guo's hope was true. Heirs that could be born... were bleeding from other people's surnames, which was a taboo to disturb Chao Gang. Accepting the emperor was because
The emperor has the ability to govern the country and can accept his children...
Yin Huojue had no choice but to send someone from the royal bloodline to the emperor to inherit the throne! But who should he send?
Yin Huo was at a loss for a moment. He thought about the family members of the royal family, and unexpectedly discovered that the former emperor had another bloodline. Even among the ancestors of the former emperor, there was only an uncle who was known for eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling. His heirs...
He lowered his head in doubt for a moment, not to mention that he fell in love with the land of fireworks. At the age of twelve, he got into trouble in the capital because of the courtesan affair. This year, he was in his twenties and had a sick princess.
Yin Huo suddenly discovered that there was really no one in the four generations of the royal family who could send it to the emperor! Yin Huo suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. No wonder the Prime Minister and Shangshu Xin never mentioned these issues. He suddenly remembered that these royal relatives were all,
They were all killed when the emperor was the prince!
Yin Huo followed the Prime Minister out of the teahouse. When he got on the carriage, his legs became weak and he almost fell off. It turned out that... they could see more clearly. The Emperor had already killed all the forces that would threaten her, and her
Clan members can be so ruthless, let alone ministers and others.
Prime Minister Song also got on the horse, lowered the curtain of the carriage, and the smile on his face instantly disappeared. Xin Cheng, an old man, moved closer quickly! "Go back home!"
Yin Huo went directly to the government office. He was very confused. He couldn't eat or sleep well these days. He was thinking about the books of saints and sages in his mind and the piles of compiled books. How could he let future generations know how to compile them?
The people are the true ministers who live under the empress's seat!
Yin was confused. Faced with a room full of books, pens, inks, papers and inkstones, he was in a trance and didn't know where to go...
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Song Jinxing put on his most gorgeous clothes and walked respectfully and humbly inside the majestic palace walls with red doors and red tiles. All he could see were the heels of the eunuch who led the way. He walked quickly with the old eunuch without looking back.
Song Jinxing vaguely remembered that he had followed his father into the palace before. He raised his head and saw the majesty of the palace. At that time, he was so proud, thinking that an official career was within easy reach, and that knowledge could be put into practice. But now...
He knew that there were many reasons why Song Jinxing hung his head very low, not wanting to be recognized, thus losing his reputation as a prime minister.
After listening to her eldest brother's request, Song Yise asked Xinmian to ask the emperor and directly drafted the Feng Decree.
When Song Jinxing came out of the palace, he couldn't help but have some doubts in his eyes. Isn't the queen pregnant? Why does she act without restraint? Thinking of this, Song Jinxing suddenly became worried, how can this be done? What if the emperor's heir is hurt? [
Song Jinxing turned around and wanted to go back to persuade his sister. When he saw the sword raised behind his back, he could only go back and ask his mother to persuade his sister.
In the elegant and unique Qionglin Palace, Zhou Tian, who was dressed in light gauze, came to Qionglin Palace just in time for the eldest son of the Song family to leave. She felt very tired every day and was too lazy to walk now, so she changed to a sedan chair.
My heart is even more tired, I am afraid that something will happen to me if I accidentally care about the delicate baby.
Song Yise hurriedly laid a soft mat on the soft couch for the emperor, and brought warmed tonics. She smiled and looked at the emperor on the couch outside: "What's wrong with the emperor? Is it too hot?"
"Bring some ice!" Zhou Tian looked up to the sky and prayed: "Ice cream, iced watermelon, iced drinks! Ice anything!"
Song Yise couldn't help but laugh: "Your Majesty is talking nonsense, the Crown Prince has told you to only eat warm food." Then she cooled the tonic in her hand and handed it to the Emperor's mouth: "Thank you very much, Your Majesty. I would like to express my gratitude to Your Majesty for your advice on behalf of my nephew."
Marriage, take a bite, I have asked my mother, it is good for the pregnant emperor, come and take a bite."
"Don't eat." Zhou Tianre fell down on the soft mat in frustration: "It's enough for me to see supplements now. Look at me! Look at me! I've gained a few more kilograms, and I'm almost like a pig." She is serious now.
Eat when you are full, sleep, sleep when you are full, eat!
Song Yise felt distressed and wiped the emperor's sweat with a handkerchief: "The emperor looks better when he is fat." She couldn't say that the emperor was not fat. He was so puffy and bloated every day with medicine, but he looked a little bit fat, but it was true.
Pretty good looking.
Zhou Tian wanted to cry to death: "You can't tell a white lie! I want to divorce you, you have hurt my fragile little heart."
Song Yise covered her mouth and snickered: "Yes, yes, your Majesty has divorced me, but Your Majesty, can you have some soup before I divorce you?"
Drink it, you don’t have to drink it no matter what you don’t like. Zhou Tian swallowed a sip and took a second sip without raising his head: “Why don’t you ever ask for your brothers to change their positions? Your eldest brother is still very knowledgeable.
, he is also a loyal person." It's hard to drink.
Song Yise couldn't help but smile when she saw the emperor making faces: "To tell you what the emperor is saying, my brother is knowledgeable, but he is dull, not good at studying, and easily listens to others. It is really difficult for the emperor to share his worries. As a small official like this,
He feels at ease with the Emperor and has peace of mind."
Zhou Tian nodded, she believed that Se Se's words were not self-effacing: "If I have anything to say in the future, I can still use several official positions to make my queen happy." Then she pinched the queen's soft cheeks: "My queen is really
pretty."
Song Yise blushed at her annoyance: "The emperor is teasing me again, the emperor is really beautiful." Then she blocked the emperor's mouth with the soup in the spoon!
…
A dilapidated carriage drove into the main road of Shengdu. It was said that the carriage was just to make the horse look good, but it was obviously a donkey.
The wheels of the carriage were severely damaged, and the body of the carriage was even more in pieces. The shed above seemed to be made of straw, in a mess, and exuded a pungent smell, as if some family who couldn't afford a carriage got a carriage.
It’s better to recharge your batteries, but you might as well walk in a more elegant way!
The driver didn't seem to know how special the "car" he was driving was. He held the rope firmly with his small but thick calloused hands and stared straight ahead. He didn't dodge when he happened to encounter a hawker, and he was so sharp.
Dao's eyes instantly looked over, and the road suddenly became clear.
The driver was a dwarf, with a short stature, sharp eyes, a slightly vicissitude of age, and a rare bloody and cold look in his eyes. He parked the carriage outside a small courtyard outside a high gate, jumped out of the car, and started the car.
Open the curtain made of oilcloth and respectfully ask the master inside to get out of the car.
The car curtain was lifted, and a purple robe embroidered with the hidden pattern of the white crane in the sky appeared under the scorching sun. The sunlight hit the hidden embroidery, as if thousands of cranes were flapping their wings, and then an elegant and noble face like a phoenix appeared in the broken car.
In front of him, the sun in the sky was instantly eclipsed.
The door of the small courtyard opened quickly, and Mu Fei came out personally with a gauze on his cigarette butt, and his tone was full of surprise: "Tianzhu! Why are you here in person? I haven't seen you for several years and you have grown taller, but why do you still like to wear such clothes as before?
Girly clothes, haha, my god sister!”
Shi Tianzhu snorted coldly: "It's not because of you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have left seclusion!" His words destroyed the mystery of the clothes and made him look arrogant and childish.
As Shi Tianzhu walked inside, he snorted at Mu Feiyan's head. His handsome face was full of anger: "I told you not to go back to Shengdu, but you didn't listen. See what happened to you when you came to stay, so I took him with me.
Hurt! There is no good person here! Especially the emperor who eats people without spitting out their bones! Stay as far away from him as you can!" Damn it, he was imprisoned for a year. If it weren't for his eldest brother, he would have been tortured to death by the tyrant.
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Mu Feiyan just smiled and did not answer what his friend said. He met Shi Tianzhu by chance, but they hit it off immediately. Shi Tianzhu was involved in that incident because of him, but... Mu Feiyan was very fond of him.
Sorry, I didn't expect that to happen to him.
Shi Tianzhu glanced at the small courtyard in front of him, and walked to the living room in a few steps: "The tyrant will let you live in a place like this!" Shi Tianzhu exhaled completely through his nose: "You are indeed stingy.
, synonymous with selfishness and cruelty.”
Hearing this, Mu Feiyan poured a cup of tea for her friend helplessly: "You misunderstood. My residence has not been approved yet. I won't be here if you come again soon. Is it okay if you run out again?"
Shi Tianzhu got angry when he mentioned this. Thinking about the year he spent under house arrest by the tyrant and the days he was treated as a rare species in the new military camp, he was filled with fire and wanted to wipe out Blackbeard's place! Kill them all to vent his anger.
, but when he thought of his cold eyes, he couldn't help feeling embarrassed. Why was he so afraid of that tyrant! Huh! When he masters the unparalleled magical skills, he will definitely avenge his brother and himself!
Shi Tianzhu took a sip of tea, eh? He took another sip: "It tastes really good, and it's still sweet." Shi Tianzhu's bright eyes suddenly brightened up and looked good: "What kind of tea, give me some, you make me drink bitter tea all day long, annoying
It kills me. It has to be said that the flavor is bitter!" Shi Tianzhu disagreed: "It tastes good!" It's still chilled! It's refreshing!
Mu Feiyan watched Shi Tianzhu, who had always been picky, take a few sips in a row, and couldn't help but laugh at him: "You like these mouth-cleaning things, I tell you, this is what the tyrant in your mouth rewards! You have to think about it,
If not!"
"What!" He said and smashed the tea cup on the table, but after a while he drank it all in one gulp: "Not to mention that the tyrant has some rare things. I like the car he rides in, and I even secretly bought one.
"Who knows?" Bah, he stepped too hard and went under the cliff. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would have fallen with him. All his private money became scrap metal at the bottom of the cliff. I want to strangle him to death just thinking about it!
Shi Tianzhu poured himself another glass regardless of past suspicions: "What's wrong with you? Who are you going to deal with? I happened to be in Shengdu, and when I saw the token, I came over in person. Are you going to deal with the tyrant! Have the backbone!" Finally, he changed the original sentence.
It's not that he's afraid of 'I'll help you'. Well, he's just afraid. Whether it's his brother or a tyrant, he's afraid of everything!
Mu Feiyan looked at Shi Tianzhu and couldn't help but want to laugh. Why was he still as funny as before? His temper became less and less restrained: "He's not the emperor, he's just a gossip. You don't need to do it yourself, just
Scare them."
Shi Tianzhu heard that he was not a tyrant. He was a little uninterested but felt relieved for his friend. Although he looked down on tyrants, it was really not a good idea to be an enemy of tyrants: "Don't blame me for talking too much. Now that you have returned to Shengdu to serve, don't pay attention to the emperor.
He is not a good person!"
Mu Feiyan is pleased with his concern for you. What he has decided is that no one can stop him: "Take care of yourself first."
"Oops!" Shi Tianzhu remembered something important and hurriedly took away the scented tea hidden by Mu Feiyan and hurried to the branch. As he ran to the carriage, he reminded Mu Feiyan: "Don't get close to the tyrant.
, be careful not to even leave any residue in the end!”
Boom! The carriage shook violently, and Shi Tianzhu hit his butt on the carriage. He suddenly felt pain in his butt. Damn it, brother, if he hadn't hidden his comfortable and soft carriage, he would have been forced to sit on such a crappy thing! "Let's go!"
!”
Shi Tianzhu thought of something again, and then he opened the greasy curtain and reminded loudly: "Hey! Remember my words! Don't mess around! Stay away from the emperor and protect your life!"
As he spoke, the carriage disappeared around the corner. You can still hear him cursing the coachman: "Why are you running so fast! You are my brother's lackey! Your lackey!"
Mu Feiyan smiled helplessly at the fine dust raised.