The concubine in the medicine pot is charming again, and the sick and tyrant obediently confesses 170 Alright, Ben Gong feels that he has no face to face others.
170 Alright, Ben Gong feels that he has no face to face others.
"Cousin, do the Huadang and King Qi lineages take themselves too seriously? Qiu Mingshan hunts such a big piece of cake, and they are not afraid of cutting their throats."
In the backyard of Prince Xuan's Mansion, Prince Anding Lu Liang sneered and shook his head, his eyes full of contempt.
It's not that he looks down on the Huadang and King Qi's lineage, it's that these two factions really don't have much available talent.
The Hua Party has always been run by women, and only one of the direct descendants of the clan, Hua Yao, can be used. However, at the Luotian Dajiao not long ago, Hua Yao was already defeated by them.
As for Hua Su, who had just been promoted to the position of deputy commander of the Yiluan Division by Queen Mother Hua, she was even more of a person who was out drinking and having sex, and had been emptied by women a long time ago.
Lu Liang felt disgusted when he looked at him.
"It is true that the talents within the Huadang clan are withering away, but the commander of Yiluan Division, Yao Zhong, and the Taiqing Taoist are not good people. With them here, the results of the Huadang clan will never be too bad."
After taking a sip of Longjing from the cup, Feng Xuan looked across Luliang and landed on the two beautiful figures not far away.
I saw the girl in snow clothes holding a dagger, and with a sweep of the sword tip, she forced Lu Wenjia on the opposite side to retreat steadily, her beautiful little face full of fear.
Just like in his memory, Yan Moqing always did not take action. Once he did, he would make a killing move that no one could stop.
Sharp and agile, like a cheetah lurking in the grass, ready to pounce on its prey at any time.
But he is such a person, but he seems to be following a set trajectory.
After meeting, accompanying, and showing friendship, he found that he only needed to repeat Feng Yehan's previous trajectory step by step to easily make the other person believe in him.
Just like Yan Moqing once called Feng Yehan Brother Han, so when he asked Yan Moqing for a similar title, the other person called him without thinking, as if the man who once appeared in her life was not important at all.
But the easier it was to win over Yan Moqing, the more ironic and even disgusting Feng Xuan felt.
It's not that I'm disgusted with Yan Moqing, but that I'm disgusted with myself who was devoted to Yan Moqing in her previous life, willing to give up everything for her, but still couldn't get the slightest look back from her.
If your love is really so expensive, then who are you now?
Seeing the girl sheathing her sword and looking back at him with a smile in her eyes, Feng Xuan immediately nodded with a smile and put away all the hatred in his heart.
Because to him now, it no longer matters whether Yan Moqing loves him or not.
Rather than love, what he wants more is what he gave up in a confused way in his previous life, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.
Such as the throne, the world, and the everlasting reputation.
Feng Yehan can do it, why can't Feng Xuan do it?
"Okay, even if there are a few people in his flower party, what about King Qi's lineage? What do they have? The father and son of the Chen family? Or is it Xiao Yi who is the leader of the envoy?"
In front of the stone table, Lu Liang was still cheering uncompromisingly. It was not until Yan Moqing and Lu Wenjia walked back to them that he looked back at the two of them and praised them:
"Miss Yan, are you right? That's why my father and I didn't allow them to hold the hunt. Isn't it for their sake?"
Yan Moqing smiled when he heard this, then shook his head and said:
"If you really think about them, you should agree to their proposal. After all, not only the Hua Dang and King Qi's lineage can participate in this hunt, but also you and I, the Crown Prince."
Lu Liang was stunned, and at a certain moment he understood something.
"But we don't have to rush to agree. After all, we can get a lot of benefits by putting pressure on the Hua family and King Qi's lineage. Right, brother Xuan?"
Feng Xuan nodded, looking at Yan Moqing with eyes filled with approval.
As expected, Yan Moqing was the best helper for both him and Feng Yehan.
Early the next morning, a new round of disputes took place in the court.
The Ministry of Household Affairs killed the government and the treasury had just transferred military rations to Beiliang. It was impossible to raise the money for the Mingqiu Mountain hunting in a short period of time. Even if it could be raised, it would be a situation of demolishing the east wall to pay for the west wall.
However, for the sake of political achievements and their own personal interests, officials from Hua Dang and King Qi also insisted on holding the hunt.
In response, Feng Wuyan, who was sitting on the dragon throne, was gently twirling his fingers and recalling everything last night.
Compared to the previous times when he took advantage of others, last night for the first time he openly and openly pushed the sick man against the wall. There was no acting, no restraint, and he was just getting his big dream back, so he bullied him even harder.
He remembered the girl's skin that was stained pink by alcohol, and also remembered the girl's misty eyes, the look of frustration and anger when she wanted to kiss him but couldn't.
Of course, I also remember her flushed eyes, disordered breathing, and the few times she cried while trying to push him away but had no strength...
Very cute, he likes it very much...
If he hadn't still had to wait for his uncle to come to Beijing, if it hadn't been for Bad Bunny's illness, he thought he would have...
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please say something!"
"Yes, Your Majesty, we have been arguing for so long, what do you think? Should we do this hunting or not? What the Ministry of Revenue has done is unethical!"
"Hmph, you, the Rites Department, know that the lion has a big mouth, but who has thought about the difficulties of our Household Department! Don't do it! It's best not to do it!"
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Feng Wuyan raised his eyebrows coldly. His thoughts were suddenly disrupted and he said, "If you don't understand the quarrel, go to court. Anyway, there is plenty of time. You adults can continue the quarrel tomorrow."
All the adults: "?"
Well, the little emperor has learned to be smart and realizes that protecting one's own safety is not their banner.
However, little did they know that Feng Wuyan felt that they should just quarrel. They should quarrel as much as they wanted. It would be better to make the water in the capital as muddy as possible.
After all, political achievements are something that Hua Dang and King Qi want, King Xuan wants, and all the neutral officials in the court also want it.
But the cake he made himself was only so big, so how could all the cats and dogs come and take a bite?
They all ate them. What did his rabbit, which was waiting for food and trying every day to earn money to build a nest, eat?
So without waiting for the ministers to react, Feng Wuyan signaled Shen Mian to withdraw from the court, got up and went straight to Changle Palace.
I drank so much yesterday, I wonder if I will have a headache when I wake up.
At the same time, in Changle Palace, Xiao Xiruo was huddled tightly under the quilt, forming a weak little bulge.
Don't ask, just ask that as soon as she opened her eyes this morning, everyone who saw her was smiling.
That kind of kindness is very much like her aunt’s smile that she couldn’t hold back when she was reading her favorite novel and giving out candy...
And according to the report from the war reporter Xiang Xue, she, Xiao Xiruo, a medicine jar that was on the verge of death, showed her bestiality last night and clung to the beautiful lady Feng.
First, he prevented the other person from returning to the Yangxin Hall, and then he put his arms around the other person's neck and took the initiative to kiss the other person...
The kiss didn't come, and then there was a fuss. Then the kiss came, but the fuss became even more hilarious.
Xiao. When he first woke up, he was young and ignorant. Xiruo once asked very straightforwardly: "This is wrong. Why are you still making trouble when I have already kissed you?"
Xue Xue held back on this for a long time, and finally broke through:
"I don't know the specific slave, but I just heard you crying, poof, crying..."
Xiao. Bringing humiliation to oneself. Xiruo: "?"
Okay, she knows, she is too embarrassed to see anyone anymore. This chapter has been completed!