As soon as the news of the Prince's demonstration meeting came out, the whole country was in a state of excitement.
"The prince truly loves his people as his own son!"
"The prince is righteous!"
"I was a pioneer for the prince, and I will die without regrets!"
"..."
There are many voices praising the prince, and it is generally believed that the prince's actions are very in line with public opinion and are actions that are close to the people and love the people.
At the same time as countless voices singing praises were heard, the debate on whether to implement the New Deal did not appear to be one-sided.
There is a vague tendency to compete between those who support and those who oppose it.
This is because some speculators believe that if they can seize this opportunity and become a popular person around the prince, it will be a good opportunity to rise to the top in one step.
As for whether to divide the land of the gentry?
I don’t have any land anyway, so why should I care about these things?
Let’s talk about it after we get into position first.
There are also some who are pure poor people, of course they support it.
It's a pity that they themselves are still working in the landlord's house and have no time to come out to support or participate in debates.
They have no voice at all.
The last group are conscientious scholars, most of whom come from poor backgrounds and hope to improve the situation of the poor.
In fact, there could be more support, but unfortunately, the third prince's plan succeeded.
After Wang Yuan asked questions about this matter, the prince personally replied to him that all candidates would be admitted on a merit-based basis, regardless of whether they supported the New Deal or not.
This gave those readers who supported the New Deal in answering the questions an opportunity to repent.
They decisively raised the banner and opposed the implementation of the New Deal, but since the list has not yet been released, they need to keep a lower profile.
The third prince currently seems to have won, but the prince's increased reputation among the people makes his victory look very embarrassing.
"Hmph, I didn't expect him to have such a trick. He actually used this matter to restore his reputation among the people. Was he forced to do this in order to stay as the Marquis of Zhenguo?"
The third prince said bitterly.
Lu Qingbai, the Prime Minister and Wang Yuan all had their own thoughts and sat down below without speaking or expressing their opinions.
"What are you asking about? Are you all deaf?" the third prince said displeased.
Seeing this, Wang Yuan had no choice but to speak first, "Your Highness, how can things be so smooth sailing? It is expected that the prince will reverse some defeats..."
Before he finished speaking, the third prince's teacup fell over.
Snap!
Wang Yuan shrank down like a turtle and easily dodged, "Your Highness, calm down, Your Highness, calm down!"
The third prince scolded: "It was expected? When did you expect it? Tell me about it?"
"Yes...yes, I am wrong!"
Lu Qingbai shook his fan and said: "Brother Emperor, you have won over many gentry this time, and you have strengthened your wings. Although the prince has saved some defeats this time, as long as the argumentation conference fails, those who support him will also
Will disperse!"
The third prince nodded, "My dear brother, you are right. The key lies in this argumentation meeting. If we win, it will be difficult to implement the New Deal. It is possible that the poor and the so-called poor children have a grudge against the prince!"
"That's exactly what it means!"
Lu Qingbai said casually.
He was still secretly trying to figure out the Queen's attitude, but Lu Qingbai could not express it clearly to the third prince.
"Prime Minister, what do you think?" the third prince asked again to the prime minister who had remained silent.
The prime minister then put down his cup and said, "I agree with His Highness and the Crown Prince. There are nine great scholars sitting in this debate. If you want to implement the New Deal, it will be even harder than climbing to heaven!"
This was exactly the answer the Third Prince wanted to hear.
He smiled with satisfaction.
…
Zhao Xiaole was lying on the bed, his face was pale and he could hardly breathe.
A group of beauties gathered around him, pressing his feet, swaying their legs forward, and rubbing their chests.
"It doesn't work! It works at all!" Green Ant kept fanning Zhao Xiaole and said anxiously.
"Master Hou was fine just now, why did he suddenly become like this?" Wang Chaoyun rubbed Zhao Xiaole's chest and was so anxious that he almost cried.
"Go to the doctor quickly!"
"The green sparrow has already gone to call!"
"..."
Hongni suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Mr. Hou once taught a kind of therapy, which seems to be called artificial respiration. I wonder if it has any effect?"
"Artificial respiration? How to breathe?" Wang Chaoyun asked.
"It's just...it's just..." Hongni's face was full of embarrassment, not knowing how to speak.
Wang Chaoyun suddenly became anxious, "Master Hou's method will definitely work, please tell me quickly!"
"Just put your mouth on Mr. Hou's mouth to help him breathe!" Hongni finally finished speaking in one breath.
Wang Chaoyun was stunned for a moment, then said with a red face: "If that's the case, then let me save Mr. Hou!"
After saying that, she mustered up the courage and pressed on Zhao Xiaole's mouth.
Zhao Xiaole felt the approaching breath, opened one eye slightly, then quickly closed it, waiting for the other person's sweet lips to arrive.
The breath was getting closer and closer, and he even heard Wang Chaoyun swallowing nervously.
hey-hey.
I'm so smart.
He actually came up with the good idea of pretending to be sick.
It turns out that after Zhao Xiaole practiced the Yi Jin Jing, it was almost impossible to get sick.
He deliberately mobilized his inner energy, pretending to be a sign of obsession, just to see if the woman would take the initiative to help?
But Zhongmei was so concerned about him that she didn't even think of the first aid methods he had taught her.
Fortunately, Hongni was careful and thought of it in time.
Wang Chaoyun and Zhao Xiaole were getting closer and closer. Just when Zhao Xiaole felt her warmth, Wang Chaoyun's head suddenly raised.
Um?
Zhao Xiaole opened his eyes slightly and took a sneak peek.
Wang Chaoyun actually covered his blushing face and did not dare to speak.
No wonder.
After all, she is a young girl, putting her mouth on Zhao Xiaole's mouth in front of everyone, how can she do this?
Seeing this, the green ant said, "Miss Wang, if you can't do it, don't force it. Why don't you let me try!"
Green Ant put down her fan, turned around, and put her face down. Feeling Zhao Xiaole's hot breath, her speed became slower and slower.
It wasn't until her heart was pounding that she realized how much psychological pressure it would take to do this in public.
However, this is for the sake of Mr. Hou.
As soon as the green ants closed their eyes, they pressed on them.
However, she did not press down on Zhao Xiaole's mouth. Green Ant felt like someone was pulling her, and her mouth stopped halfway.
Thirty-year-old Niang grabbed her.
Shaking her head, Sansanniang said: "You are a young girl, how can it be appropriate for you to do these things? Let me do it!"
Thirty Niang pushed her away and stepped forward to demonstrate: "You don't understand, this is how artificial respiration should be done!"
Hmm~
Thirty Niang made a sound while putting it on Zhao Xiaole's mouth.
"No!"
A loud shout stopped Thirty Niang's movements, and when she looked back, she saw an anxious Qin Sining coming with the imperial doctor.
The person who just shouted was the imperial physician.
The imperial doctor came forward to take a look and said, "Master Hou is possessed by a demon. You must not let go of his energy at will. If the problem is eliminated, even the gods will not be able to save him!"
The imperial doctor stepped forward to feel his pulse, stroked his beard and said, "This disease is really strange, and this is the only way to cure it!"
After seeing Qin Sining wink, the imperial doctor sighed again:
"Everyone, please step back and wait for me to help the Marquis personally!"
Zhao Xiaole: "..."
Ahem!
Zhao Xiaole woke up slowly, "You... who are you? What... are you doing?"
