161 Let Bengong Kangkang the Great Beauty of Bengong
The drizzle is continuous, and the rain produces hundreds of grains.
Since the day Chu Jiaojiao entered the palace, Xiao Xiruo has not seen the beauty she has longed for for three days.
Just because the Northern Yi delegation's entry into Beijing was a foregone conclusion, under the joint promotion of the Hua Party and King Qi's lineage, the cabinet planned an auspicious day for entry in one day.
The fifth day of May is the Dragon Boat Festival.
In other words, Dayan only has half a month to prepare.
For the sake of political performance, Hua Dang and King Qi naturally wanted to make this reception perfect, so the day after the date was set, the cabinet issued an order for the main officials along the way to return to Beijing immediately to finalize the reception matters with the cabinet.
Of course, those who can come back are officials who are close to the capital and can travel to and from their bases within half a month. Those who are close to Beiliang will not be able to come back.
Because of this, there were dozens of officials entering Beijing every day, not to mention that they were all reported to the emperor.
However, in order to isolate King Xuan and others, the Hua Dang and King Qi's family had to stay in the imperial study room during the discussion, dragging the emperor Feng Wuyan with them.
This means that we are doing things under the emperor's nose, so what else can you worry about?
Of course they don't feel at ease. The Xuan Wang family felt that it was even more difficult to feel at ease because they were under the emperor's nose.
After all, who in the Yan Dynasty doesn't know that the emperor is useless, he is just a puppet sitting on the throne, a fig leaf being pulled around by the officials?
However, some things are just established by convention. Even if the emperor has no power, he still occupies the position of emperor. Therefore, even though you, King Xuan, know that he is useless, you dare not tell him directly.
If you dare not say it, you cannot send your censor in to observe in the name of supervision.
Hey, if we isolate you, we will isolate you~
I heard from spies from the Xiao family that Marquis Anding and his son were so anxious these past two days that they almost had bubbles in their mouths.
"Sick beauty, don't you want to eat?"
The rain was pattering outside the window, making Xiao Xiruo feel a little wilted.
However, Chu Jiaojiao's appetite was still as good as ever, and she didn't look like she missed Feng Yehan at all.
Xiao Xiruo really wants to ask her, does she really like Feng Yehan? Does she really like Feng Yehan so much that she can dig out the mind-fucking poison that coexists with her, and would rather die than save him?
Why doesn't she look the same?
At this moment, Xiao Xiruo felt that the sister who wrote the summary of the finale in the comment area must be lying to her.
Unless Chu Jiaojiao was also affected by the butterfly effect.
"Hey, Chu Jiaojiao, you have raised so many Gu worms, are there love Gu among these Gu worms? Are they the kind that people use and can't live without you?"
After hearing this, Chu Jiaojiao paused with her chopsticks, and thought for two seconds as if seriously and doubtfully: "Puppet Master Gu?"
"Hiss, it's not the Puppet Master Gu. The Puppet Master Gu controls people. The Love Gu is..."
Xiao Xiruo thought about it, and she seemed to be controlling, but one was completely controlling, while the other only talked about feelings, right?
So under Xiao Xiruo's stumbling explanation, Chu Jiaojiao thought for a while and said the three words "love silk Gu".
So the question is, if you like someone but he doesn’t like you, will you use it to him?
Xiao Xiruo asked Chu Jiaojiao.
Chu Jiaojiao shook her head almost without thinking.
"No, I don't like anyone. I only like fighting, eating, and bugs..."
Well, Xiao Xiruo felt that she had been defeated by her.
It was really difficult to find some fun with Chu Jiaojiao. Not only was she not happy, but she also became more and more confused.
So she no longer suppressed her inner thoughts, got up and called Bai Zhi and others to dress herself up.
She couldn't bear it anymore, she was going to the imperial study room to seduce the beautiful woman!
In the imperial study room, the young man was dressed in a black dragon robe, his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and his temperament was cold and noble. Compared with the pure and graceful figure when he was dressed in white, he was more sullen and less beautiful.
He was obviously a puppet, but local officials who came to the palace to pay homage could not take their eyes away.
Many of them had seen the late emperor before. They all said that the late emperor was a rare and wise king with an extraordinary appearance. But if we only talk about his appearance, the one in front of him is probably even better.
"What are you looking at the emperor for? Today I want you to report on the situation in your counties and thoroughly confirm the route of the Beiyi mission to Beijing."
Under the imperial examination, Hua Qingsong, the Minister of Rites, held a jade tablet with a look of hatred on his face.
Even if these people came slowly, they were still trembling when they came up, and they couldn't explain why for a long time.
He has been home late and getting up early for three days, and has not had a good night's sleep.
"Yes, sirs, don't be restrained. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me and Master Hua. The emperor is wise and kind, and will not blame you."
As a representative of King Qi's lineage, Xie Feng, who was responsible for playing the bad guy, said with a smile.
After these two voices continued, a group of officials began to talk about the situation in their own counties and possible problems in receiving the mission.
Hua Qingsong and Xie Feng both listened attentively, but Feng Wuyan, who was in front of the court, still adhered to his own personality and looked like he was in a state of wandering.
But Shen Mian, who was waiting aside, knew that with his master's photographic memory, he probably heard everything.
Now that the Lord knows all the major factions in the DPRK, it is time to start getting local news.
After all, in a few months, it will be autumn, which occurs once every three years, and it is a good time for their Lord to deploy manpower for themselves.
However, just when the officials were talking in high spirits, a young eunuch came from outside the palace and whispered a few words in Shen Mian's ear.
When Shen Mian heard this, she didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly went to the door in person, fearing that the little ancestor outside was waiting in a hurry.
Within a few breaths, Xiao Ancestor Xiao Xiruo followed Shen Mian into the palace.
Her arrival immediately attracted the attention of Hua Qingsong and Xie Feng.
There is no way, this is really an ancestor, the kind that even they dare not provoke easily.
This was the case before, but now they are all counting on the champion to defeat the Northern Yi delegation, so they are naturally more polite to their sister.
Therefore, before Xiao Xiruo could reach the case, the two of them took the initiative to bow to her. This came from a noble concubine, and all the local officials were dumbfounded.
Her face is like a peach blossom, as bright as the bright moon, and she is indeed sickly, but she has a stunning charm of her own.
Isn't this the current harem tyrant, the villain of the capital, and the secretive Concubine Xiao in the officialdom?
What is she here to do?
Looking for trouble with the emperor?
You must know that in the eyes of many local officials, His Majesty the Emperor is no different from this male favorite...
Putting aside the appearance, the asymmetry in strength between the two parties alone is enough to make people daydream, isn't it?
Finally, under the watchful eyes of all the officials, Feng Wuyan stood up and walked towards the girl, his indifferent expression rarely loosening.
"It's raining so heavily outside, did Xi Ruoke get wet?"
The officials took a look at the imperial concubine's clean and tidy clothes, without even a wrinkle, and felt that their emperor might have an eye problem.
Then they heard a certain imperial concubine say without blushing:
"I'm getting wet and the wind is blowing. It's so cold..."