"That's it, the widow is not so idle."

Hua Tiantian hurriedly waved his hand.

She was just joking, who made Feng Jing say those words just now.

What he said was different, what was different about him, wasn't it that she had been by her side since the day she ascended the throne, or that she was a little more dependent on him than others.

It seems that when you think about it, he is really different from everyone else.

But she won't admit it!!

"Huh."

Feng Jing chuckled, turned around and sat on the jade chair in the hall with elegant steps, and looked at Hua Tiantian who was still dead by the door of the hall with a smile.

"So, why did Your Majesty come to Weichen today, it won't be just to peek at Weichen's bath~"

Hua Tiantian rolled his eyes desperately, turned sideways and glared at Feng Jing, "The widow is not so idle to peek at you bathing, and he said that he was careless." ”

"Yes, yes, so what?"

Feng Jing smiled lightly.

Hua Tiantian coughed lightly and mustered up the courage to take a few steps forward.

In order not to make herself look too imposing, Hua Tiantian sat on the jade chair next to her.

Cocking Erlang's legs, he asked casually, "Didn't the widow ask Xiao Anzi to send you a document a few days ago?" ”

"And then?"

Hua Tiantian picked her nose and continued, "Have you seen it?" ”

Feng Jing took out a piece of paper from the neatly stacked stacks of music on the table, shook it in front of Hua Tiantian, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You mean this?" ”

Hua Tiantian glanced at it and nodded, "That's right, that's it, have you seen it?" ”

Feng Jing hooked his lips and smiled, put the paperwork on the table, put his body on the jade chair behind him, closed his eyes and replied lightly, "Weichen has seen it." ”

Hua Tiantian sat up immediately when he heard Feng Jing's words, and asked him excitedly, "What about your opinion?" If you can, help the widow draw up a holy decree and pass it on, and do it immediately. ”

Wechen disagreed.

Hua Tiantian asked urgently, "Why?" ”

Feng Jing said unhurriedly, "Not to mention Your Majesty's selfishness in holding this talent selection conference, just by virtue of the identity of Su Gongzi, you must not let people from other countries enter the palace as officials, Your Majesty, have you ever thought about what the consequences will be if something happens." ”

"Ruosheng won't be a spy for Chen Guo, and the widow just wants Ruosheng to get an official position in the palace, so it's better than if he is now nameless and bullied."

Hua Tiantian was obviously a little excited, although she thought that Feng Jing might not agree, but she didn't expect Feng Jing to use Ruo Sheng's identity as a shield.

Feng Jing half-narrowed his phoenix eyes, "Your Majesty, Su Gongzi was opposed by many old ministers when he originally entered the palace, even if you take more protection, if someone wants to be unfavorable to Su Gongzi, even if you find an official position for him, it will be useless." ”

"Could it be that the widow just watched Ruosheng being bullied? Do you mean that Ruosheng shouldn't have stayed in the palace in the first place? ”

Flowers add to the bottom of the heart, through a bit of coolness.

"That's what Weichen means, even if Your Majesty decorates the palace like the palace of Chen Guo, but after all, this is also Yanguo, Your Majesty, you are just trapping Su Gongzi in Yanguo."

Feng Jing leaned forward, and her narrow phoenix eyes swept lightly over the flowers.

"Okay, good, the widow doesn't ask you, the widow directly takes this document and asks the people in the ministry to directly hold this talent selection conference."

Hua Tiantian glared at Feng Jing, stepped forward to pick up the paperwork and was about to make a gesture to go out of the hall.

Feng Jing stretched out his slender hand and grabbed Hua Tiantian, his expression was not good, "Your Majesty, even if you take it to the people of the ministry, you will not agree." ”

"The widow is at least the king of a country in the Yan country, and he refuses to do this little thing!"

Hua Tiantian shook off Feng Jing's hand, "The widow really still hates you, Feng Jing." ”