Chapter eight hundred and thirty fifth can't figure it out
Master, it’s time to wash up!”
Ying'er gently opened the door and walked in carrying the toiletries.
When Liu Ying heard the noise, she yawned, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and walked towards Young Master Liu's desk, lay down on it, and went on to have a tryst with Duke Zhou.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work Ying'er!"
Ying'er smiled sweetly: "It's not hard work for Ying'er. Serving the young master is something that Ying'er is willing to do!"
Liu Mingzhi took a handful of cold water to refresh himself, rinsed his mouth with green salt, scratched it casually with a willow branch a few times, and threw it into the basin.
"Have you gotten up, Madam?"
"I'm already up, and I'm feeding the young master and young lady!"
"Hey, yo, yo... What's wrong with the young master's sweet Ying'er? This little pouty girl can be considered a wine jar. Tell the young master if someone bullied you. The young master will help you get revenge. You have to fight.
It’s impossible to break his legs!”
Liu Mingzhi didn't want his sorrow to be transmitted to his family, so he made Ying'er happy!
Ying'er looked resentfully at Young Master Liu gently touching her belly: "Ying'er also wants to give birth to a baby for the young master, but her belly just doesn't live up to expectations! Ying'er is unhappy!"
"You girl, you want to be a mother when you are only a teenager. Having a baby at a young age is not good for your health. Don't worry and take your time!"
"Young Master..." Ying'er looked at Young Master Liu angrily: "Ying'er is already twenty this year, and she will be twenty-one after the Chinese New Year!"
Young Master Liu sighed melancholy, it turned out that it had been five years, and he still thought that Ying'er was still the little maid of seventeen or eighteen years old.
If Ying'er hadn't said that she had forgotten that Ying'er was already a young girl in her early twenties, she would have been following the same schedule to prevent Ying'er from getting pregnant prematurely.
"Silly girl, it's the young master's fault. When the young master is finished, let's work together and let you give birth to a big fat boy for the young master!"
Ying'er nodded shyly: "Keep your word!"
"Keep your word! Master never lies to Ying'er!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Master, Ying'er sewed a bigger purse for you. Your purse is too small. Master always likes to lose things. Now that the purse is bigger, Master, you can put gold medals, seals, etc. in the purse and carry it with you."
, save me young master, you can’t find it when you need it urgently!”
Ying'er took out a beautifully embroidered purse from her arms and stuffed it into Liu Mingzhi's hand, then picked up the wooden basin nearby and smiled sweetly: "Master, Ying'er is going down first, remember what you promised Ying'er, master!"
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After Ying'er left, Liu Mingzhi quietly stared at the purse in his hand before he came back to his senses and said loudly.
"The Golden Dragon Emperor's order! Seeing the order is like seeing a person, and wherever he goes, he is like the emperor himself! It turns out that my uncle came up with this idea. I think he knew that the situation of the prince in the court was not so good. The real right to speak is
The Golden Dragon Emperor's Order in my hand is in my hand! The authorities are confused by the onlookers, why didn't I, the young master, think of it?"
After figuring out the key, Liu Mingzhi tied his purse on the belt buckle around his waist and walked towards Liu Ying: "Aunt, I understand, uncle..."
Liu Ying scratched her pink cheek, changed her position, muttered a few words, and continued to sleep soundly.
"Xiao Xixi, don't disturb your sister's sleep, otherwise she will spank you!"
Liu Mingzhi sighed helplessly and bent down to hug Liu Ying. Not even Liu Ying could see many things in his study. He was going to visit Song Yu and Jiang Yuanming later, so he couldn't let Liu Ying sleep in the study.
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With Liu Ying's curious and out-of-the-box temperament, she would probably dig up the ground in her study. The reason was just out of curiosity, so to be on the safe side, she could only send Liu Ying to her room.
After locking the door, Liu Mingzhi tied a piece of hair in his arms and walked toward the room with Liu Ying in his arms.
"Yun'er, make the bed, my aunt wants to rest here for a while!"
Qi Yun, who was feeding Liu Chengzhi porridge, immediately stood up with her son in her arms: "When did aunt come?"
"Hey! Don't mention it. I came here in the middle of the night to discuss some court matters, but she fell asleep in the middle of the night. Because my husband has something urgent, you should take care of my aunt first!"
"Xiu Mu, husband, where are you going today?"
"My uncle's house also has Jiang Shangshu's house!"
"Okay, I will change your clothes for you!"
Liu Mingzhi, who put on the robe of a marquis, rushed towards Song Yu's house without stopping. The 270,000 troops invading the border in the Western Regions was no small matter.
If the prince received a letter from the Protector, he should have immediately summoned the civil and military officials to start a court meeting. However, he had not received a message from the palace until now. Liu Mingzhi couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in the prince's gourd.
It should be said that it is impossible to guess what medicine is sold in the emperor's gourd.
It is impossible for the prince not to ask the emperor for instructions on urgent matters at the border. So far there has been no movement, so it is worth pondering.
With deep doubts, Liu Mingzhi threw the horse rein into the hands of the people in Song Yu's house.
Young Master Liu was a frequent visitor to the house, and no one stopped Liu Mingzhi from walking into the inner courtyard of the Song family unimpeded.
"Stand up straight, hold your chest high and raise your head. A man is as soft as a little girl and you are not afraid of being embarrassed. Why did I give birth to such a worthless thing like you!"
"Brother, where is your uncle?"
Song Qing, who was wearing a smart outfit and training his eldest son Song Jiang's horse-stepping, looked at Liu Dashao who hurried over in astonishment: "Third brother, why are you here? It happened that the eldest brother had prepared a few jars of good wine. After a while, he finished training this useless guy.
You bastard, let’s have a drink together as brothers!”
Liu Mingzhi glanced at Song Jiang's pitiful appearance, grabbed Song Qing's arm and walked aside: "Let's talk about the drinking later. The border is in an emergency. Twenty-eight countries in the Western Region have raised 270,000 troops to invade our border. Is uncle here?"
Song Qing's face changed in shock: "Impossible, my eldest brother just came back from the palace for less than half an hour, and the palace was as quiet as a jar of stagnant water. If there was really a border emergency, the court meeting would have started by now! How could this be possible?
Quiet?"
"I can't explain it in a few words, so let's go see my uncle first and then talk about it!"
"Okay, wait a minute!"
Song Qing took off the wristband from the city and threw it to the ground: "You bastard, go find your mother, I have something to do!"
When Song Jiang heard this, he ran away as if he was having fun. Liu and Young Master hurried towards Song Yu's study.
"Uncle, there is an emergency at the border. Two hundred thousand troops from the Western Regions have been raised to invade our territory!"
There was a clang on the study door. Song Yu frowned when he heard Liu Mingzhi's words and hurriedly put down the book in his hand and walked out: "Is there an emergency at the border?"
Liu Mingzhi told Song Yu the content of Zhang Kuang's letter word for word, and let's see how he planned to handle this matter!
After listening to this, Song Yu wandered around in the study.
"It's impossible. If His Royal Highness receives an urgent letter, it's impossible not to convene a meeting of civil and military officials. Isn't it too much to be quiet now?"
"Dad, I just came back from the palace, and I didn't find anything wrong in the palace!"
"That's weird. The border emergency is related to the foundation of the imperial court. It can't be so peaceful. As the Minister of the Ministry of War, I can't get any news!"
Young Master Liu stamped his feet anxiously: "Uncle Shuo, who has been guarding the border for many years, wouldn't joke about this kind of thing, right? Who dares to play with something like raising an army of nearly 300,000 in the Western Regions!"
Song Yu pondered for a while and looked at Liu Mingzhi, Song Qing and others in confusion.
"Is it your Majesty's order? But His Majesty is not someone who cannot distinguish priorities. Urgent matters at the border should not be concealed. Isn't it possible that Zhang Kuang did not submit a letter?"
"My nephew thinks so too. His Majesty has been missing for more than half a year and is still not showing up now. What kind of medicine is he selling in his gourd?"