Chapter seven hundred and seventy seventh curse him not
"Your Majesty, the spy's falcon is sending a message!"
Hui'er untied the bamboo tube from Falcon's legs and respectfully handed it to the Queen.
Three stoves were burning in the Shangshu room, making the Shangshu room as warm as spring. Once the border trade started, coal stoves became a hot commodity in the Jin Kingdom.
Especially after learning the true price of coal stoves in the border exchange market from Young Master Liu, the inspectors sent by the Queen in the exchange market were directly punished by the Nine Tribes.
As an official stationed in the mutual market, he actually enriched his own pockets and harmed the interests of the people. How could the Queen tolerate it?
The officials stationed at the exchange for embezzlement were executed and the price of coal briquettes and coal stoves also dropped.
Even so, it was enough for Liu Dashao, Guan Neihou Zhu Run and the emperor to earn a lot of money.
The room is as warm as spring, and the bonsai placed by the Queen in the house are also very colorful, making the room overflowing with fragrance.
After bathing, the queen's black hair was casually tied up with a wooden hairpin, a typical hair accessory for a lady.
The thin plain clothes were casually draped over the shoulders, and the snow-white skin was looming. Fortunately, there were no outsiders, otherwise it would definitely be a feast for the eyes.
With a bang, the queen pushed the jasper wine glass on the table away with her jade hand, rolled it a few times on the carpet and stopped.
Hui'er was shocked and didn't know what the information contained in the information could make His Majesty so angry. She quickly lowered her head for fear of getting angry!
The Queen's green hands tightly kneaded the note in her hand, her pretty face turned cold, and her teeth squeaked loudly: "Liu Mingzhi, you are going too far!"
Hui'er on the side finally understood why His Majesty was so angry. It turned out that the content of the intelligence was related to Master Liu.
"Oh, I'm so angry!"
The Queen fluttered on the clean carpet like a crazy woman, her plump body rolling back and forth on the ground, no different from a child.
Hui'er looked around, pretending not to see anything and stealing a few glances at the Queen.
After a while, the queen sat up cross-legged and spat out the black hair that fell into her mouth.
Putting her smooth and round chin on the low table, the Queen held the penholder like an angry little woman and kept poking at the rice paper with Young Master Liu's name on it.
"You bastard, you are talking about you and me. You treat my uncle and your sister as more enemies than enemies. You don't show mercy at all. I treat you as an uncle and your sister. It's too much to bully others! You treat me like a man.
Really? Why do you love your wife so much that when it’s my turn, you ruin my plans over and over again?”
Hui'er touched her head in embarrassment. She didn't want to leave, but she didn't want to stay. She didn't want to speak, nor did she not speak.
The empress stabbed the rice paper with the pen in her hand: "Uh-huh, I'm so annoying! The White Lotus Sect is so useless. More than one million taels of silver and one million taels of supplies can turn into waves even if they are dropped into the sea, isn't it? Send it to
I haven’t seen the results of my bullshit in your hands. You’ve actually finished playing with me. The trash is stronger than you. The Holy Mother of White Lotus has boundless magic power. I can’t help your grandma, trash!”
The Queen was obviously so angry that she almost went crazy due to the content of the information. Her usual dignified, steady, noble and generous temperament no longer existed, and she actually breathed out sweet scents one after another.
"Hui'er!"
"Your Majesty, Hui'er is here!"
The Queen pouted and looked at Hui'er pitifully: "I'm hungry!"
"Hui'er immediately asks the imperial dining room to prepare the royal meal!"
"I don't want to eat, I want to drink porridge!"
"What kind of porridge does Your Majesty want to drink? Hui'er will have someone prepare it right away!"
"Red bean porridge, that kind of red bean porridge with bright red beans!"
Hui'er looked at the Queen with a troubled expression: "Your Majesty, the road is blocked due to heavy snow, and business travel is blocked. There is no Hongdou in the palace for the time being!"
The Queen's face turned bitter and she lay down on the carpet again and started fussing: "I don't care, I want to drink red bean porridge. If I don't have it, I will buy it. If I can't buy it, Liu Mingzhi will give it to me! Is the imperial uncle who detained me still a human being?
?Hui'er, you said this is something that humans can do?"
"Well, Mr. Liu is indeed a bit too much!"
"A little too much? Just a little too much?"
"Very excessive?"
With a pop, the Queen once again spat out the blue hair from her lips: "No, I have to slow down, I'm almost going crazy with this guy, I have to just let it go! What a good thing, I'm cursing him, it's too cruel.
It won't work once you become a widow. It's too light and it won't relieve your anger. Hui'er, what do you think I want to curse him for?"
Hui'er bit her red lips and looked at the Queen in embarrassment: "Hui'er, can't you tell me?"
"It's okay, feel free to say it boldly, as long as you don't curse me to death!"
Hui'er scratched her head in confusion: "If everything works, why don't you curse Mr. Liu?"
The Queen slapped the table and shook her head: "No? This won't work. What if it really doesn't work? Will I have to be a widow in the future?"
"Pfft"
Hui'er groaned and quickly took it back: "Then Hui'er doesn't know what to curse, so your Majesty should think of it yourself!"
The Queen stood up and her pink feet wandered on the carpet. Queen Mu Ran's eyes lit up: "I curse Liu Mingzhi not to be able to do it in Dalong!"
"Your Majesty is wise!"
"Hui'er!"
"exist!"
"Please step back, I'm tired!"
"Hui'er excuses himself, Your Majesty, pay attention to the dragon body!"
After Hui'er closed the door of the main hall, the study room became quiet.
The Queen sat down cross-legged, reopened the crumpled note and read it.
Looking at the Queen's bright eyes with a trace of mist, she blinked a few times and forcefully took back the mist.
The Queen put the note on the candle, ignited it, and threw it into the brazier: "Father, what should I do with Wanyan? All plans and calculations have been in vain. Wanyan has never forgotten your last words.
, but Wanyan met her nemesis!"
The queen raised the candlestick and walked gently to the mural in two steps. The queen raised the candlestick and looked at the portrait of Liu Mingzhi with a slight smile on the rice paper and sighed longly.
"You have destroyed all my plans one after another. What should I do so that you can come to my side?"
The Queen stared at Liu Mingzhi's portrait for about half an hour before coming back to her senses: "Liu Mingzhi, I will never admit defeat. With or without you, I will unite the world to comfort my father's spirit in heaven!"
"Although you have wiped out the White Lotus Sect, I still have red dragons, larks, flying bears, and Turkic tribes in my hands. I don't believe you can predict every opportunity, and you have ruined my plans time and time again.
!”
The Queen sat down at the low table holding a candlestick, took out a memorial, and read through it.
"Whether the red dragon's identity is exposed or not, it is a sharp blade stuck in the dragon. I must find a way to make good use of this sharp blade. But the White Lotus Sect has been wiped out, how should I use it well?
?”
After a moment, the queen rubbed her forehead and sighed: "Bailing, Bailing, you can't be emotional anymore, right? Once the killer becomes emotional, he won't even be able to hold the knife!"
After thinking for a while, the queen picked up a cut piece of paper, raised a brush and started writing on the paper. After a while, the queen clapped her hands and a woman flew down from the roof.
"Twelve golden hairpins to meet Your Majesty!"
"Fei Ge delivers a letter to Princess Yanyu!"
"yes!"
"Hui'er! Come in for a moment!"
"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
"Ask Liu Mingzhi to deliver red beans to my mother. If the road is blocked by heavy snow, let him fly over. If he can't fly, just crawl over!"