As a businessman without any background, it is really not easy to take care of this thing. I like that thing too, but I give up thinking about it.

"Princess He Run is really atmospheric······"

"Yes, as soon as you make a shot, it is a wishful fan, and it really has the model of a royal princess."

"Princess He Run is really virtuous and virtuous····· However, Princess He Run is like this, and she doesn't know ····· Princess Jinghe."

Jinghe's face was unfazed, and he always had an inconsequential expression, making people look as if Jinghe really didn't mind He Run's generosity. But Xia Shangshang knew through Jing He's white hands and his eyes that were as cold as stagnant water, and that Jing He's heart was not so easy to get by.

·····

On the second day of the meeting of the ministers, Lin Yinger persistently expressed her views asking the country to pay attention to business.

It was still satisfied by many people, on the grounds that Lin Ying'er's proposal that the express delivery business should be united with other countries, and the ministers felt that in this way, it would lead to the loss of their own currency. When the time comes, the people will go to buy cheap goods from other countries, and the people's money will be earned by outsiders. There was no silver left in the imperial court.

Shangguan Yuwei, who had been silent, spoke at this time, and his tone was very disdainful, "If the money of the people of our country is so easy to make, it can only mean that our country's materials are too poor!" It's not as good as others. Could it be that my Great Yan Dynasty doesn't even have this bit of cultural self-confidence? ”

"You're ······!"

"Nonsense!"

The emperor watched the crowd in the court quarrel and had a headache. His face was as dull as iron.

"What a noise! This is a wet market?! ”

Everyone immediately stopped their voices, came back to their senses, and immediately stood in an orderly manner.

At this time, the tacit understanding of all the people came, and they knelt down in unison, "The emperor is angry." ”

"Anger, anger, how am I going to be angry?" Seeing a large area of Wuyang, the emperor was upset, and said that he would retreat from the dynasty and discuss it again tomorrow, and it would be hastily over.

"No one is worry-free!" After the emperor left, he was still puzzled and returned to the imperial study to get angry.

The old eunuch next to him, Mr. Lin, brought a cup of tea to him, "The emperor should take a sip of tea quietly, and he is tired after talking all morning." ”

Mr. Lin has been serving the emperor since he was a child, and he has done his best for many years, and he has a lot of feelings for the emperor. So what ordinary people don't dare to say, he dares to say. The emperor was angry, and only Mr. Lin could persuade him.

"Alas~ Uncle Lin, the people of your Lin family are not bad, I think the suggestion made by Lin Ying'er is very good. It's just that my Dayan Dynasty has been stable for only a hundred years, and I'm afraid it's not enough. ”

Uncle Lin groaned slightly, "Your Majesty, if you don't, let the prince ·····"

The emperor's eyes lit up, but it quickly dimmed, "I don't want to, if he is here, I am afraid that these problems will be solved, but, for so many years, there has been no news from him, you see, the only time the news came was so many months ago!" ”

Uncle Lin sighed, Gongzi is a legend of the Dayan Dynasty. It's just that people are too uninhibited, and no one can contain them.

The emperor sighed faintly, "It's not easy to be an emperor·····"

Manager Lin: I can't answer what you say······

Since the group flower banquet, Xia Shangshang's poem has spread among the people with lightning speed. Even when Xia Shangshang went out for a meal, he could hear many different versions of this poem.

Talking, singing, dancing, dancing, you name it······ Xia Shangshang couldn't help but sigh, "It's too hot." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Song'er shuddered, "You girl is really cheap and good!" ”

Looking at Ye Song'er, who was in a bad mood, Xia Shangshang couldn't help but smile bitterly. This poem was not made by her, she took it and used it herself, and it became so popular, I don't know if the original poet will jump out in anger in the future.

Amitabha. Xia Shangshang decided to eat fasting and recite Buddha in the future to wash away the sins on his body.

"Merchant." A faint voice sounded. Xia Shangshang raised his head suddenly, this voice?

In front of him is still a bustling street, and from time to time there is a sad "thousands of trees and pear blossoms" floating in his ears, Xia Shangshang thought that he was hallucinating.

He patted his face and said to himself, "Missing too much? ”

With a chuckle behind his back, Xia Shangshang suddenly turned his head and looked at a pair of moist and gentle eyes.

Standing next to a cloud of fiery red, a black robe is even more distinctive. Xia Shangshang only felt that Shangguan seemed to have been mellow recently, making the fiery area a big circle compared to the area of Xuanxi.

was stunned, and rushed to the official reputation for the Tao; "I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you so fat?"

Shangguan is known as having a cracked face that has always been like a spring breeze······

Heart, broken······

Song Liguang laughed out loud, touched Xia Shangshang's head dotingly, ignoring the back of his friend beside him who was angrily gone, he only felt that he wanted to hug this little girl at this moment.

Ye Song'er looked at the eyes of the two, coughed, and was very knowledgeable about current affairs, "What, I suddenly remembered that my mother asked me to buy some rice for her, and I took the first step." ”

Song Liguang helplessly looked at Ye Song'er's distant back, pulled Xia Shangshang's, and said as he walked, "You scared them away." ”

Xia Shangshang: "······ Have it? ”

Song Liguang, well, it's me.

Seeing that Song Liguang obediently shut up, Xia Shangshang was very satisfied. His hand was wrapped by Song Liguang's hand, Xia Shangshang felt that he wanted to become a little milk cat, and he just wanted to nest in Song Liguang's arms and rub it now, eager to be surrounded by the freshness of Song Liguang's body.

clasped Song Liguang's palm, "Huh? Song Liguang's tail note made Xia Shangshang's heart tremble.

"Let's find a place to sit!" Xia Shangshang suggested.

Song Liguang nodded, "Listen to you, I'll do it." ”

"Be pure!" Xia Shangshang added fiercely, with a natural face.

Song Liguang chuckled, his gaze slid over Xia Shangshang's face, and he only felt that the person in front of him looked like a bluffing cat.

"Okay, listen····· Husband, man, of. ”

As Song Liguang expected, Xia Shangshang's face ····· Collapsed·····

The two of them walked boldly on the street, causing a 100% return rate. Although this is in conflict with the folk customs, the quiet and noble temperament in front of them makes people feel that all this is so taken for granted.

"Lady~ I also want to hold hands! ~"A strong man in the crowd was very envious.

The woman next to her glanced over and handed a pig's trotter in front of the vegetable stall, "Come, give you your hand." Pull it! ”

Strong Man: ······ Nope·····

Focus Xia Shangshang and Song Liguang went to the restaurant where Mrs. Ye waited for them last time, and they still opened a box on the second floor. After ordering the food, the air in the box suddenly fell silent. The temperature of the palms of his hands had already been lost, and Xia Shangshang didn't know what to say for a while.

Forehead····· has been married for so long, and it should be regarded as an old husband and wife.

Xia Shangshang felt extremely nervous now, because ······ Song Liguang couldn't stand looking at her too much!

Xia Shangshang spoke or didn't speak, Song Liguang leaned on his arm and looked at Xia Shangshang's eyes intently, Rao is Xia Shangshang is such a calm person, he feels that the roots of his ears seem to be getting redder and redder.

Finally, the heat was unbearable, Xia Shangshang took off a cloak, revealing a smooth neck, and in the next second, the sky was hanging for a while. In the middle of breathing, Xia Shangshang had already fallen into Song Liguang's arms.

As soon as the servant with the dish opened the door, he saw the intimate appearance of the guests in the box, the handsome son, holding the girl on his chest, but the next person only saw the girl's figure, because the boy covered the girl tightly with a robe.

Hurriedly lowered his head and prepared the dishes and withdrew, "It's really a bad day····· The world is going down······"