The mellow and magnetic sound, like a clear spring in the mountains, refreshing, and like a drop of water rolling down on the lotus leaf, is refreshing, the two little girls heard this voice, and suddenly their faces were like peach blossoms, and they even forgot what they were going to do. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the middle of the ring, Fang turned around shyly, lowered his head, and did not come back to his senses until he saw the familiar pair of boots.

This, this, isn't this the little boy?

Doesn't he know how to speak? Who's talking just now? Isn't it the hell?

The two little girls turned their heads to look at each other, and their eyes returned to the dream again, looking at them carefully.

After making sure that there was no one else in the garden, he tentatively asked, "Childe, can you speak?" Or was there someone else here just now? ”

Dream is a little funny to watch the reaction of the two little girls, it's really funny!

"When my son saw the two sisters, smelling the fragrance of flowers in the air, he suddenly felt relaxed and happy, and this throat was unconsciously good. It seems that I would like to thank the two sisters, if it weren't for the two sisters who brought me here, I'm afraid I don't know when my voice will get better. ”

Hearing this charming voice again, the face that had returned to its true color unconsciously turned pink again, and Ah Xian said in a sneer, "No, it's okay, this, this is what a slave should do..."

Looking at the reaction of the two girls, Dream touched his nose, if it goes on like this, I don't know when I will be able to go to the place summoned by the king, or... Just accept it when you see it, so as not to be embarrassed.

"Is the king calling me? Did the two sisters forget? ”

The dream reminded the two little girls who were still standing, and couldn't help but roll their eyes in their hearts, looking at their own face is full of lethality, if they go out, won't they have to cause trouble?

When the two little girls heard the reminder of the dream, they woke up and hurriedly led the way, pointing to the road in a daze, "Here, here, the king asked the prince to go to the imperial study." ”

Dream nodded, followed behind the two, and stopped talking, for fear that as soon as they spoke, the two girls would freeze again, and she would be in trouble at that time...

The young man was dressed in a long robe, walking in the wind, and the robe swayed lightly in the wind, like a person who had just come out of a painting, and even the ink marks of these words had not dried, which was really a charming scene.

Along the way, I don't know how many palace maids and maidservants frequently looked sideways and whispered, whose son is this.

Even in the distance, there was a woman throwing her eyebrows at the dream, and the dream's face turned dark, here...

When a picture of the Holy Venerable appeared, the scene of all the beauties screaming, throwing flattering eyes, and throwing flowers almost laughed out loud, so did the Holy Venerable be annoyed to death by this group of women?

What I don't know in the dream is that the Holy Venerable and her are not the same type at all, not to mention flattering, when people appear, they don't even dare to come out, if a woman is named, it must not be how beautiful she was born, but she must have done something heinous...

"Childe, this is it."

Meng looked up at the three big characters "Imperial Study" written on it, and asked in a low voice, "Won't you two go in with me?" ”

"Don't dare, this is the palace, and we slaves are not qualified to enter." The two waved their hands again and again, flattered and looked at the dream, with an expression of not daring to obey their fate.

"Okay, then you can wait for me here." With that, Dream no longer hesitated, pushed the door and walked in.

I saw that the king I saw that day, was writing hard in front of the bookcase, correcting the chapters, and the royal nobility soaked all the year round formed an inexplicable Wang Wei, only to see that his hair was gray, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his sparse and gray beard shook and trembled, but his expression was very solemn and serious.

Meng secretly sighed, although this king looked like he was in his forties, he actually didn't know how old he was. And how can a person who follows the Holy Venerable to fight the world be only forty or fifty years old?

But this is really good when it is serious, it looks very holy and benevolent, and it is much better than that Nangong Wu.

"Huh? Are you...・" Wang suddenly raised his head, looked at the dream standing outside Zhang Xu, and looked at this white-clothed boy in wonder, who are you written on his face? Who asked you to come? How did you get in here?

"I'm the son who stoned the man to death that day." Meng Yan smiled, really not knowing how to explain his identity.

"Sure enough, it's a talent! This king is really not mistaken, he knows that the son is an extraordinary person, just look at the posture of the fall, he is not an ordinary person! The king looked at the dream, and was very pleased with his appearance, and when the dream heard him say this, his smile could not help but be a little embarrassed.

Old man, do you praise or scold? Also falling pose?

"I don't know Childe's name?" The king seemed to be very happy, nodding and smiling at the corners of his mouth, looking kind.

"Under the name Junli. Let Wang Jian smile. ”

Meng bowed down, while observing the look of the king above, seeing that there was no displeasure on his face, and he also thought a little more about this king in his heart.

He didn't bow down, not only did the old man not get mad, but he actually laughed, either he really didn't care, or the city government was very deep, and he was dissatisfied, but he couldn't see it on his face.

"Childe is so generous!" The king got up with a smile, "I don't know if the prince is willing to be an official and a half-official in my court?" ”

Meng was choked by the second half of his sentence, I don't know what the old man had in mind, he just met him, this is an official and a title, he didn't show the slightest bit, this old man is sure that he will not overturn his court?

But... I dreamed of the prime minister who wanted to put her to death that day, and suddenly I felt a little interesting.

Either we don't do it, or if we want to do it, we can do it under one person, ten thousand people!

Dream back to the king with a warm smile, "If the king really has such a gift, Jun Li is really honored, but..."

When Wang saw that the dream was answered, he immediately looked at the dream with a smile, "If you have anything to say, don't mind." ”

"Jun Li wants to be the prime minister."

This time it was the king's turn to be stunned, he had never seen such a bold and arrogant young man after so many years in power. I just don't know if this is a wild talk, or is it confident?

Dengshi, a little more scrutiny in the look at the dream, this little boy is by no means a reckless person, if he really has some talent, why can't he be named a young prime minister?

I have to say that this kid is really a bit of a bearing, his face does not change in front of him, his words are sincere, and he seems to have some odds of winning compared to the prime minister who is not good at doing things at an old age.

"Jun Gongzi knows that there is already a prime minister in my dynasty." Wang said tentatively to see how the dream reacted.

"It is precisely because of knowing that Jun Li has such a plan. Who's more suitable for the position of prime minister is better than you know, isn't it? (To be continued.) )