The chariot was moving slowly, and Al477 leaned against the car window, casually flipping through the manuscript that Li Maoyu had placed under the car window, "Are you repairing this every day?" ”

"Huh?" Suddenly questioned by King Sui, Li Maoyu's pen to write excerpts stopped.

"His Royal Highness King Huisui, this is the book of rites of the Yu Kingdom, which was found by the Holy Lord for the servants of the Ministry of Rites to proofread." Li Maoyu pondered the vocabulary and replied cautiously.

The Book of Rites of Yu has always been regarded as a taboo in the Chen State. Chen Guo has been founded for 700 years, and he has changed his gifts three times. Seven hundred years ago, in the first draft of the Chen Guoli Law, women were inferior to men, and only women were allowed to do it in the Shinong Industrial and Commercial Army; Four hundred years ago, in the second draft of the Chen Guoli Law, women were inferior to men, and only women were allowed in the soldiers, agriculture and industry, and men and women had equal rights. As for the third draft......

Li Maoyu's elbow was a little sore.

The third draft of the ritual law that was revised a hundred years ago is the etiquette of Chen Guo today: women are superior to men. The Shi Nong Industrial and Commercial Army is available to everyone.

It's a pity that the position of the last dynasty is only for the daughter's family. Otherwise, Chen Guo is full of talents, and it will not be his turn to be a waiter.

"Oh." Seeing that Li Maoyu was still about to break the fold, Al477 focused on the book of rites.

Surprised by the texture of ancient rice paper, Al477 found that Li Maoyu's small note scanning was really pleasing and very comfortable. I don't know what Lu Fufeng's words look like?

Al477 looked at the rambling salute and was slightly distracted, it became curious about Lu Fufeng's handwriting.

Waiting for the meeting to return to the Suiwang Mansion, it will definitely use its own handwriting to write ten eight sheets to see.

The Suiwang Mansion was not far from the palace gate, so even though the chariot was slow in Chendu, it did not delay until Al477 and Li Maoyu went to court.

On the way to the court, even though many female ministers bowed to him and greeted him, Al477 ignored them arrogantly and even rudely, and walked straight to the court.

This is some of the style of doing things in Suiwang.

Acting like this, it is embarrassing to follow Li Maoyu by its side.

"Thank you, Lord Wang!"

"Ah! Thank you, Master Hu, King Sui is just slightly ill. ”

"Hahaha! Where, where! Li just happened to meet His Royal Highness King Sui on the road. ”

Listening to the people behind him keep playing official tones, Al477 couldn't help but purse his lips and smile, it was really difficult for the honest people behind him.

Fortunately, it is already standing in the court.

What should you do standing in the court?

Al477 looked at the only recliner in the hall, and Al477 did not hesitate, quickly approaching and lying down.

It knew that the seat was exclusive to King Sui. I also know that according to Chen Li, except for the emperor, no one else can sit. But who made the royal blood of this Chen State weak?

Al477 hugged the quilt on the chaise longue, squinted his eyes, and began to pretend to be asleep.

Yes, pretend to be asleep.

As the only royal daughter of Chen Guo who lived to be crowned king, Lu Fufeng has always maintained the good habit of sleeping in the last dynasty.

Al477 closed his eyes, recalling the sound of the empress reprimanding the official for impeaching Lu Fufeng for not saluting, and his eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle.

It couldn't figure out why Lu Fufeng gave the label of pleasure to that memory.

Could it be that Lu Fufeng has been completely captured by the empress?

Thinking of this, Al477 suddenly stood up from the recliner, and it wanted to ask for an explanation for Lu Fufeng.

Because it found that Lu Fufeng's heart was distressed.

It turns out that distress is a physiological word, not a mental word.

Al477 stood beside the recliner with a blank face, waiting for the person who landed Fufeng wanted to wait.

It's just that what Al477 didn't expect was that its standing made the entire court of the Chen Kingdom boil today.

Al477 was flattered to see the silver-haired old prime minister holding its hand, shaking and shaking, "King Gaode of Sui, I am ashamed of the trust entrusted to Guo Huangfu." ”

Then he crossed the old prime minister's shoulder, and was shocked to see the eyes of the ministers glistening with tears.

What's going on?

Al477 looked around at the crowd surrounding it, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

"Heaven bless me Da Chen!" I don't know who's voice, but it actually caused a burst of sobbing around.

"Uh......h Woo...... Woo......"

Looking at the ministers who were looking at each other, Al477 suddenly understood for a moment why the empress insisted on getting rid of Lu Fufeng yesterday.

The hearts of the ministers have already returned to the king of Sui.

If the courtier's heart really returned to King Sui, Al477 frowned as he looked worriedly at the familiar faces in his memory surrounding him.

Then her recovery is not good news.

Courtiers of the early dynasty generally arrived before the king. The news of King Sui's recovery from illness also spread throughout the court of Chen Guo.

Listening to Xiao Gongren smiling and reporting to himself that King Sui had recovered from his illness, Lu Fusang's brows couldn't help but wrinkle.

She never thought that the royal sister would be so bold.

Since he was besieged yesterday, shouldn't he pass the fold today and say that he is sick?

Lu Fusang lowered his head and let the palace people on the side hang the pearls for himself, and a few thoughts flashed in his heart.

Yesterday, Chen Tianshi had secretly played, King Sui had been possessed by demons, and the evil spirit had been born, which was a sign of chaos. However, the hussar general she appointed was full of praise for King Sui, saying that if there is a King Sui, the country will be forever.

Can the First World War change a person so lightly?

Lu Fusang thought about Yu Guo and his relatives, hoping that she would exchange a royal woman for a man from their Yu country.

Would Fufeng be a good candidate?

Thinking of Fufeng's happy face on the couch yesterday, even if he was the empress, Lu Fusang also wanted to hide it in the deep palace for a moment.

Yesterday, under her, it was not an ordinary person, nor was it just King Sui, but a hero of Chen Guo.

Fufeng, she may be a woman who can satisfy the fantasies of all the strong.

A person who may be stronger than herself is under herself, and she is even nominally her sister......

Lu Fusang's heart flashed with a bit of joy against morality.

She knew that Fufeng liked her.

So, this is her weight? Isn't it?

Lu Fusang slowly moved in the direction of the court under the service of the palace people, and her mind kept appearing with the edict she ordered someone to transcribe when Fufeng was crowned king.

The seal was originally written by Fufeng himself.

"Chen Qishouxi, the king is prosperous. Forever accompany the king's side, and give you a sui. ”

Sui, one shows her Lu Fusang's intention to be appeased by Fufeng, and the other is her own eternal heart.

There is a tree in the south, and the kudzu is tired. Happy only gentleman, blessed with Suizhi.

Fufeng likes her.

Lu Fusang has always known about this, but she never broke it, she didn't dare to think that if Fufeng didn't like her one day, what would she do?

How taboo is a royal daughter with the hearts of all his ministers for a monarch?

She Lu Fusang climbed to her current position, and it took seven years just to plan. Walking in front of the palace to supervising the country on behalf of her mother, she climbed up step by step from the little-known eldest daughter of the emperor with her political achievements. From the Lotus Pond Garden to the East Palace, she climbed up by stepping on the blood of the imperial sisters.

Otherwise, with her illiterate and empty pour-wine father, how could she fight for Fufeng in the battle for the throne?

Lu Fusang exhaled a deep breath.

Thinking about it carefully, Fufeng's father Guo Huangfu is the eldest son of Guo Yun, the elder of Chen Guo, who is not only talented and beautiful, but also very good at winning people's hearts.

Fortunately, he was buried with the first emperor. Otherwise, she won't have a good time now.

But what about being buried? Even though Fufeng persuaded Guo Yun to return to her hometown and return to the government, she Lu Fusang still couldn't sleep peacefully.

Because, Fufeng has one more thing than her.

Although when Guo Huangfu was buried, he mistakenly ordered Fufeng to think that he was missing that kind of thing. But father and daughter are connected, Guo Huangfu's move, why didn't he give her Lu Fusang a promise, Fufeng will never be the emperor?

It's a pity that Guo Huangfu actually left a book for himself in the hope that she would fulfill his daughter Fufeng's love!

Scold! She is still too busy to take care of herself, let alone complete it. Once ascended to the clouds as the emperor, how could she be allowed to sleep on her side? Twisting the pearl on his neck, a sneer flashed on Lu Fusang's face, hum, Chen Guo can only be hers.

Maybe Yu Guo will also be hers in the future.

……

I really envy Fufeng for having such a father as Guo Huangfu who can plan and has a family background!

If you were to help the wind, you wouldn't have to live so hard.