Wang Ziyue was holding a piece of pigskin and was practicing stitching. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ma Erya asked the maid to move a new charcoal basin and entered Wang Ziyue's house. I gathered two sleeves of pine nuts and a bag of spicy strips, like a little squirrel, and ate it out of the warehouse.

Wang Ziyue squinted at Ma Erya and was not polite to each other. Ma Erya sat down on a pear blossom wood chair beside Wang Ziyue, reached out to take a spicy strip, and handed it to Wang Ziyue's mouth.

Wang Ziyue was busy practicing stitching pigskin with both hands, and seeing Ma Erya like this, she opened her mouth lightly and ate the spicy strips.

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In the Nanxun Palace, warm as spring, in the smoker of the gilt silver wire cover, the red snail charcoal fire is flourishing, in the several oval Lang kiln narcissus pots, the daffodils with white petals of light yellow stamens, set off by the long leaves like jasper, are extraordinarily spiritual.

The rich fragrance of flowers, and the agarwood emitted from the smoker, enveloped the entire hall in a rich and intoxicating warm fragrance.

Xia Zhu, the secretary of the ministry, and Han Qi, the right secretary, were separated from His Royal Highness, and both of them looked at Zhao Zhen with puzzled expressions.

Zhao Zhen pushed aside the braised pork that had eaten halfway, and asked the little eunuch to hand it down on a tray for Fang Zhongyong's excerpt on guarding against the Western Xia and the Western Xia hostile situation, and handed it to the two of them to see.

Xia Zhu opened the fold and looked at the black line on his face: What's the situation, when did Li Yuanhao become like this? Now that His Majesty has summoned me to come, is it because he wants me to stay away from the capital? No, no, no, it's not good. And that responsibility cannot fall on me.

He thought, gently closed the cantata, and handed it to Han Qi with both hands.

Han Qi looked at the uncertain changes on Xia Zhu's treacherous and cunning face, as if he had taken a hot potato, and took over the music in Xia Zhu's hand:

Fang Zhongyong, this kid can do it, Han Qi looked at this piece, and couldn't help but be amazed at Fang Zhongyong, he thought that the other party was at the level of writing a "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but who knew that he was a master who was in the capital and was planning thousands of miles away.

But how did Fang Zhongyong get these detailed information about the Western Xia army? Han Qi closed the chapter with a little doubt.

Zhao Zhen sat on the dragon chair, looked at the puzzled eyes of the two, and said relaxedly:

This is the information obtained by Fang Aiqing through her own means. In view of this, the request of the Western Xia to travel should be postponed, find an excuse, and delay it first. The secret decree sent a person to the Western Army's side to find a way to check the situation of the other party and then reply. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Zhen turned his gaze to Xia Zhu and motioned for him to make a gesture.

Xia Zhu lowered his head and looked at Han Qi with crooked eyes.

Zhao Zhen looked at his teacher, Comrade Xia Zhu, and sighed in his heart, he had expected it, so he also looked at Han Qi.

Han Qi had no choice but to stand up, clear his throat and say, "Your Majesty has a candidate of your choice, do you need to refer to Weichen and others?" ”

Zhao Zhen directly looked at Han Qi with a choked expression, and replied with the word "no".

Wei Chen thought that it was most appropriate for this matter to be handed over to Lord Xia personally. In addition, Lord Zhang Kang Zhang is keen on martial arts, and he can also accompany him to help Lord Xia. Han Qi said very frankly.

Xia Zhu listened very depressed. Han Qi is right, if you want to find a senior civil official who is qualified and can suppress the border generals, and secretly go to verify the situation in Western Xia, then he Xia Zhu, who once served as a privy deputy envoy, is the most suitable candidate at this time.

However, Xia Zhu really didn't want to go, he really couldn't let go of this rich and romantic life in Bianjing. So, Xia Zhu licked his old face and took a step forward:

"What Lord Han said is extremely true, Lord Zhang Kang is keen on martial arts, and his eldest son Zhang Jie is also serving in the Western Army, so he should be a very suitable candidate."

Xia Zhu naturally knew that Zhang Kang's qualifications were not enough to take on this matter, but if he directly denied Han Qi's statement, it was inevitable that Han Qi would argue with him head-on on this issue.

So he simply bypassed his own part and only affirmed the second half of Han Qi's sentence. At the same time, he expressed his heart to his good student Comrade Zhao Zhen euphemistically: I won't go.

Renzong was in trouble, so he looked at Han Qi and his mind was clear: Or, you go?

Han Qi received Renzong's gaze, glanced at Xia Zhu with contempt, and finally, he stood up and said, "If Your Majesty doesn't dislike it, let Lord Xia go on this trip in the next generation." ”

Han Qi deliberately bit the words "Lord Dai Xia" very hard, and deeply hoped that Xia Zhu would understand that it was you who instigated me to go for you.

However, Xia Zhu's lack of discipline, where can Han Qi, who was still very young at this time, understand?

For Xia Zhu, anyway, the goal has been achieved, as for those face-saving things, clear streams, capable and other good names, he doesn't care, so naturally he doesn't care about this ridicule.

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Zhi Yi, Liu Yue'e and others walked past the post station, and saw that it was getting late, so they went in to stay, and when everything was settled, Zhi still entered his room, closed the door gently, and finished washing, so that Fang Zhongyong opened the "gift" baggage.

A pile of Victoria's Secret angel underwear of different styles emerged from the baggage.

The top set is a color spelled out by small pieces of cloth in dark blue and light blue colors, and I am still curious about the color that I have never seen in my life, so I can't help but take off my clothes and try it on.

When gently holding Shuangfeng into the underwear of Victoria's Secret Angel, he still felt as if he had a pair of hands, gently hugging his breasts, comfortable, natural, warm and intimate.

Fang Zhongyong left a small red note under the dozen underwear, the first line of small characters, Juanxiu wrote: The first set, camouflage military underwear, double-breasted, removable shoulder straps......

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Xu Xizhen has been a little worried recently. Wang Ziyue saw it in her eyes, and she couldn't help but be a little worried in her heart.

On this day, Wang Ziyue saw Xu Xizhen falling asleep from a nap, so she helped him carefully clean up the recipes scattered on the table.

Among these recipes, there is a strange recipe, although it is messily written, but it deeply arouses Wang Ziyue's doubts.

Wang Ziyue gently wrote down the page of prescriptions, and according to the original style, she cleaned up the prescriptions on the table, and put on the outside curtain for the sleeping Xu Xizhen.

The journey back to Fangfu from the Taiyi Bureau became very long due to snow.

Wang Ziyue silently pondered the page in her heart, and boundless doubts gradually rose in her heart: Is it because he is not good at learning? How did you get that prescription, it doesn't seem to be medicine?

Fang Zhongyong stepped on the snow on the road, saw Wang Ziyue walking in front of him, urged his heart to rise, patted her shoulder from the side from behind, and walked to the front again.

Wang Ziyue was not on guard, and was startled by him.