The next day, the court.

Na Mo still sat on his ninety-five, high dragon chair, and accepted the bowing of the ministers.

Pendoro "stooped" to second place, but also sat steadily, dipped in the king's light, and accepted the courtiers from the side.

In this position of "second oldest", Pondoro has sat for a thousand years.

But everyone knows that in this Jinluan Palace, the successive kings are just an ornament, and the real boss is his Pang Guoshi.

At the end of the service, it was customary for Ponduro to speak first.

Whatever happens, nothing to do and retreat from the dynasty or something like that, it's up to the old eunuch Meow Nu to say, and what Pondoro wants to say is a big deal.

"Ah...... This one...... Today everyone ......"

As soon as Pondoro opened his mouth, he was surprised: how did he do it today, he didn't know how to speak......

"Ahem!"

Ponduro quickly cleared his throat and continued to speak: "Ah...... This one...... Yes...... That ......"

There was a riot among the ministers, and they turned their heads one by one......

It's over, it's over!

Ponduro was secretly surprised that he must have been "played" with something.

Na Mo Mo smiled deeply, and said bluntly: "The Zhongqing family has something to do and has nothing to do to retreat!"

The king had spoken, and Ponduro was suddenly "speechless", and although the ministers felt very strange, they did not dare to speak.

Pondoro himself can't figure out how he was finished playing, and by whom?!

"This one by one...... Ahhhh......h The ......" is repeated, that is, it is not possible to say a complete sentence.

In this way, Ponduro left a classic mantra to mankind, which has been followed for tens of thousands of years, and when later generations can't find something to say for a while, or when their thinking can't keep up with the rhythm, they always use "this...... Ahhhh......h The ......" to make the bridging language.

Of course, it can also be called "prevarication".

It wasn't until Na Mo took Xiao Xiao, Luo Wei and Meow Nu out of the Jinluan Palace that Pang Duro woke up: why couldn't he say a word for a long time, it turned out that there was an extra person in the court.

Who?

Lowe!

A small Zhizhou actually participated in this court meeting!

Was it specially invited by the king?

Pang Duro had already thought about it, and without waiting for the king to speak, he directly announced that Yang San would be beheaded by pushing Yang San out of the noon gate.

After all, he infiltrated the royal harem to steal, and he was also a thief who was ready to steal the eyes of the princess, from the crime of theft to the crime of intentional injury, the crime is extremely heinous, and the law should be punished, no need for him to bewitch anyone, ninety-nine percent of the courtiers will agree.

Unexpectedly, he was speechless.

And the one who did it was Lowe!

Thinking about it this way, Ponduro was taken aback: for so many years, he had focused his energy on the Kyoto court, but neglected the people.

Unexpectedly, such a small role in Zhizhou in turn controlled the mind of a dignified national teacher.

In an instant, Pang Duro broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly asked the minister who had not had time to walk out of the hall: "Where has the king gone?"

A few old ministers, you look at me, I look at you, no one can answer Pontoro's question.

Because when Pandaro was stupid, the king quietly left.

So where will Gimo go? Of course, he secretly went to Shiyu Pavilion.

He wanted to see how this mysterious concubine was different from ordinary people......

Na Yimo ascended the throne at the age of fourteen, served as a king for four years, and had seventy-two concubines in three palaces, six courts, and three thousand beauties in the harem. Of course, not everyone can get into the eyes of the king, and it is natural that he can't remember this Concubine Ruan.

But now it's different, this Concubine Ruan is a little special.

Yesterday afternoon, after Pang Duro left the dormitory, Na Mo asked Meow Nu to secretly summon Luo Wei and Xiao Xiao to have an in-depth understanding of Kuang Shiqi Xiao Yang San.

This Yang San really went to Shiyu Pavilion.

And he was really ready to steal Concubine Ruan's eyeballs.

Na Mo and Pang Duluo thought together, no matter whether Yang San committed the crime of theft or intentional injury, it actually had nothing to do with Xiao Xiao.

Luo Wei was involved, in addition to Yang San being a person from Qingzhou, he was also a role model for the people of Qingzhou City. Luo Wei wanted to save this person, and secondly, he was afraid of ruining Qingzhou's reputation, which is also understandable.

But what's the matter with Xiao Xiao?

What made Na Mo even more puzzled was that since this Yang San dared to break into the palace to commit crimes, so many gold, silver, treasures, antiques and jade, all of which were priceless, why did he go to steal a concubine's eyeballs?

Could it be that there is something special about this Ruan Fei's eyes?

Shiyu Pavilion is located on the left side of the back garden of the kingdom, covering an area of less than five acres and no more than two stories high. The front is a sea of flowers, and the back is a bamboo forest, with a single courtyard, quiet and secluded.

Na Mo really didn't know that there was such a place in the palace, and it was said that there was a nunnery that came from it, but it did look like a cold palace.

But he couldn't figure out when he had sent this Concubine Ruan into the "cold palace"? In his memory, there was no such person as Concubine Ruan at all.

A sound of a zither came, tactful and melodious, but far away from the vicissitudes of life......

In a pavilion in front of Shiyu Pavilion, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old woman sitting, with slender jade fingers and wisps of fairy music fluttering.

Standing fifty meters away in the sea of flowers, Na Mo quietly looked at the woman, as if she was drunk.

Several people immediately stopped.

"Meow slave!"

"The old slave is here!"

The meow slave bowed forward with broken steps, and listened to the king's dispatch.

The Namo asked, "Who is the one who plays the harp?"

"Back to the saint, it's Concubine Ruan!"

That only Mo didn't feel stupid: how could such a beautiful and unearthly concubine be snubbed by herself?

Hurriedly asked again: "What is the name of this Concubine Ruan?"

The meow slave replied without thinking about it: "Back to the saint, this concubine is called Ruan Qianyun!"

Na Mo glanced at the meow slave strangely, worthy of being an old eunuch, a man in his sixties, who entered the palace at the age of fourteen, served three generations of kings, and never forgot the residences, names and even appearances of the seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courts.

Na Mo still can't think of Ruan Lianyun, the concubine.

"When did she enter the palace and who had her body checked?"

As the head of the king's inner palace, everyone knows the "know-it-all", and the meow slave naturally knows these things.

"This ......"

The meow slave suddenly looked embarrassed and couldn't answer.

"What? Aren't you a jack of all trades? It is also known as the memory bank of the palace, where there is one less person, and one more lantern can't hide it from you, why don't you answer!"

The meow slave bent his body a little lower again, and replied boldly: "Back to the saint, when did this Ruan Lianyun enter the palace and who tested his body, the old slave really doesn't know!"

Na Mo looked displeased and said coldly: "Then, it is time for you to remove your name as a 'jack of all trades', and you should retire." ”

At this time, the general Xiao Xiao stepped forward and said to Na Mogong: "Don't embarrass the meow slave, this Ruan concubine, even the old minister doesn't know when she entered the palace......"

"Nonsense!"

Without waiting for Xiao Xiao to finish speaking, Na Mo scolded sharply: "This king knows that the old general is the god of war who has not died for thousands of years, but of course you don't know about the affairs of the inner palace, and you shouldn't know about it." ”

Sensei said that when the little king was not in the presence of Ponduro, the majesty of the king was vividly reflected.

As soon as the meow slave saw that the general was reprimanded, he hurriedly told him to forgive: "Holy Mountain, when did this Ruan Concubine enter the palace, the old slave really doesn't know." Because when the old slave entered the palace, she lived in this Shiyu Pavilion......"

"Huh?"

The Momo screamed and nearly stumbled.