Wu Zong has been a little anxious about Zhaoyi recently, and he can't help but snub the back palace, and the beauties of the poor harem are looking forward to it. Occasionally, Concubine Guo Shu and Concubine Liu Defei have to see the face of the sky.

These two concubines have one thing in common, they are both lightly, and I am fortunate to be transparent.

Wu Zong occasionally stayed with them and talked to them about political affairs, but the two listened attentively and rarely expressed their opinions.

For Meng Meiren, the emperor's grace is more like a dream of spring flowers and autumn moon. The beauty is lying on the couch with her hands placed between her lower abdomen. The maid knelt in front of her and fed her peaches.

The peach juice is rich, and the flesh is sweet and delicious. The beauty ate three in a row. The palace maid moved her knees, kneeling so numb that her legs and feet were a little numb.

What if there is no imperial grace, she is in a prosperous place, a rich country, and a dragon heir.

Thinking like this, the beauty raised her eyes to look at the gate of the mansion, and it happened that Wang Meiren passed in front of the gate.

"Go and ask my sister to come to the house to talk." The beauty urged the palace maid.

The palace maid who was holding the fan next to her lifted her skirt and chased it out. "Niangniang, Niangniang, my mother's mother is invited."

Wang Meiren's eyes swept over the roses blooming on the courtyard wall, raised her hand to pinch one, and the corners of her mouth opened an arc. Well, what a good time, please. She turned around and followed the maid into the door with a smile.

"Sister, my sister is a double body, so it's inconvenient to move around. My sister doesn't come to the house to walk around. ”

Meng Meiren stretched out her hands, and her beautiful eyes were full of coquettishness. Wang Meiren took two steps, held Meng Meiren's hand, and said with a smile

"It's because my sister is double that my sister is not good at bothering me repeatedly. My sister is Your Majesty's heart, and Your Majesty blames her when she looks back, how can my sister afford it. ”

"My sister's grace is unfailing and she envies others."

The palace maid leaned on a cushion behind Meng Meiren. Meng Meiren had a faint smile in her eyes, the smile on the corner of Wang Meiren's mouth was deeper, and the two sisters looked at each other affectionately.

"Sister, my sister heard a joke, and it's good to relieve my sister's boredom."

Meng Meiren's intuition is not to speak, not to listen. She smiled reluctantly, "Sister..."

Wang Meiren said to herself: "Didn't I go to Concubine Shu to say goodbye just now, the sisters are talking about a strange thing." ”

She stopped talking and looked at Meng Meiren's face. Meng Meiren avoided her gaze, "Sister." ”

"The world is so big, it is not surprising that someone pretended to be the national ruler on the street." Meng Meiren's face turned white, and her ivory-like face was now pale and pale

Hue.

"Niangniang," the palace maid of the Mingxia Hall said to Wang Meiren.

Wang Meiren's maid whispered in her ear, "The one who claims to be ..." Her eyes looked at Meng Meiren, and whispered in her ear, but it was a volume that everyone in the courtyard could hear.

"Palm, what nonsense?" Wang Meiren scolded her.

"She's also hearsay, sister, don't take it to heart." She stood up, "My sister is resting, I'll come to see you another day." ”

Meng Meiren lost the ability to think, and looked at Wang Meiren blankly, her face was more ugly than crying.

"By the way, the person who pretended to be the ruler of the country also collided with the third-grade members of the imperial court and was arrested by Jing Zhaoyin."

"Niangniang," the palace maid of Mingxia Hall sent to drag Wang Meiren.

Meng Meiren covered her abdomen with her hands, and Wang Meiren leaned over, "How powerful are the jokes I tell than the jokes you tell?" ”

Meng Meiren's eyes flowed with tears. "Let her go."

The palace maid stepped forward, "Niangniang, please go back." ”

"It's a super funny joke." Wang Meiren left laughter all the way, and Shi Shiran left.

Meng Meiren covered her stomach and curled up in a ball, "Please ask the imperial doctor." ”

That unobtrusive man is a thunder that doesn't know when it will detonate. This is a piece of Meng Meiren's heart.

Now Wang Meiren's words have been made into a real hammer, and a wild hammer has been struck.

"Mother, the slave and maid go and tell the saint."

Meng Meiren shook her head, "Don't." ”

Wu Zong came over to ask about the reason, wouldn't she not admit herself.

When he was in the early court, Du Yi wrapped a piece of linen cloth in his hand. Wu Zong cared about his courtiers by the way, and asked him, "Du Aiqing, what's wrong with your hand?" ”

Du Yi was an upright courtier, and said bluntly, "Your Majesty, on the way home from the next court yesterday, I met a drunk man who claimed to be the ruler of the country. I was bitten by him. ”

Du Yi told yesterday's road encounter seriously, and when he talked about the last sentence, there was a burst of laughter in the hall.

The last dynasty is a very serious matter, but thinking of the picture of Du Yi being bitten by a drunk man who claims to be the ruler of the country, everyone can't help laughing.

Wu Zong also laughed, laughing and smiling, no, this is a matter of royal face, who dares to claim to be drunk on the street? Wu Zong's gaze was fixed on Xue Yuanxian. Xue Yuansheng consciously came out of the ranks.

"Tell Your Majesty, the minister has something to do."

Xue Yuanxiang presented the fold with both hands. Takakura took it and handed it to Wu Zong. Wu Zong opened it, and the fold was the oral account of Lao Meng and the past experience of his daughter Meng Feifei.

"Where is this man now?"

"Jingzhao Mansion." Xue Yuansheng didn't say that he was in prison. "But this person shouldn't be drunk on the street."

"Bring him to see me after scattering the chao."

Takakura handed Xue Yuan a waist card for the internal guard. Xue Yuanxian took it with both hands and put it in his arms.

After the dispersal, he returned to the palace and instructed the master, "Bathe and change clothes for prisoner No. 8, and I will take him out." ”

Two officials were in charge of these matters. When he went to the cell to bring him out, Lao Meng had a habit that as soon as others took care of him, he couldn't hold back his rogue energy.

"I'm injured and can't walk." He didn't move.

The faces of the two officials were like the bottom of the pot, and he couldn't figure out where the two of them were taking him. So I don't leave.

The two of them had one arm on each side, warning him, "Be honest, it's none of our business if the arm falls." ”

Two servants dragged him all the way to a room with a bucket of hot water on the floor.

"You're lynching, help, murder..." Lao Meng opened his throat and shouted.

The two of them stripped him of his clothes and threw him into the barrel with a poof. Lao Meng choked on a few mouthfuls of water, came out of his head, and looked at the two people who were guarding the side. It turned out to be to bathe him.

Could it be that they finally have eyes on Mount Tai? Lao Meng hummed a little song, "Come here, rub your back." ”

The two of them looked at each other and smiled knowingly, "Rub your back, right?" ”

One pressed his arm, the other held his head, and Lao Meng was forced to press his head by a donkey who didn't drink water. Hahaha, the two let go and stood on both sides.

Lao Meng stretched out his hand and wiped his face, his fingers trembled, "Wait, you wait for me." ”

Someone pushed the door in, and the master walked in with ointment in hand and a new dress on his arm.

Lao Meng was happy, "This will know how many eyes Lord Ma has." ”

The master didn't sweep him with a sharp eye, and motioned to the two subordinates to fish him out. The two of them stepped forward and pulled him out by the arm.

"Wipe it clean yourself." One said.

Lao Meng saw his master appear here, and confirmed his guess even more, he spread his arms naked.

"I don't want to change my clothes yet." He put the score on the table.

What can you do if you encounter such a broken settlement. The two officials were helpless, so they stepped forward to dry his body and apply ointment to the wound of the whip. Help him get dressed.

Xue Yuansheng took Lao Meng and met Emperor Wuzong.