The emperor nodded: "You are very right, if you can't eradicate this so-called Golden Eagle Sect Master, the Flying Eagle Guard will have the possibility of making a comeback." What are the clues about this person? ”

Murong Qi paused and shook his head: "Not for the time being." ”

The Emperor sighed: "So, how can you start?" I'm afraid that this military department and the servant of the official department are just the tip of the iceberg, and no one can say whether there are still people who are secretly controlled by them among my hundred officials. ”

Leng Xiang sighed slightly: "Weichen thinks that since this is the case, it is better to make the crimes of the Flying Eagle Guard public. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Since these officials were coerced by the Flying Eagle Guard and suffered from it, it was not their own will, and they couldn't wait to get rid of the Flying Eagle Guard's control. We will make public the crime of flying eagles and dogs jumping over the wall and killing people and destroying their mouths.

Then, these people must be in danger of themselves, one is afraid of being killed by the Flying Eagle Guard, and the other is afraid that the Flying Eagle Guard will be destroyed, and the collusion between them and the Flying Eagle Guard will be exposed. At this time, as long as the emperor can show that he can be punished lightly, he will not be held accountable for those who confess their guilt. It is believed that some officials will voluntarily surrender and admit their guilt. In this way, we can get more clues about the Flying Eagle Guard. ”

"It's a feasible plan." The emperor immediately affirmed Leng Xiang's suggestion.

Leng Qinghuan knew that his confused father was really not an idle meal in the court. Probably, he put all his mind on this state affair.

The emperor ordered in a deep voice: "This matter will be handed over to King Qi and Linfeng to jointly investigate, and this cancer must be eradicated as soon as possible." ”

The two of them respectfully accepted the order.

The emperor turned his face to look at Leng Qinghuan, who had been sealing his mouth and saying nothing: "In order to allow Qi'er to concentrate on destroying the Flying Eagle Guard and not be distracted, Qinghuan should continue to stay in the palace, safe." ”

Stick beating mandarin ducks, it's crazy!

Leng Qinghuan was very unconvinced, knowing that this bad old man was very bad, how could he easily forgive himself? He pretended to be a king in front of people, and he was serious, but in fact, he had a bad stomach and left himself in the palace, and he didn't know how to yin himself later.

Murong Qi hurried back to Shangjing, thinking about Leng Qinghuan in a hurry, and hearing his father so unsympathetic, he was also annoyed.

"Father, although the Qiwang Mansion of the sons and daughters is not as heavily guarded as the palace, it is not easy for ordinary young people to get in."

How could the emperor compromise and give in easily: "Your palace is safe, but your princess may not be at peace." ”

This is really the truth, Leng Qinghuan glared at the old man of the emperor, his mouth moved, and he swallowed back unconvinced.

Murong Qi could only turn around three times in one step, and reluctantly left the palace.

Leng Qinghuan was even more worried, he had known this, it was better to let him go to Bashu and play with that group of old witches. You must know that there are still two fox spirits in the palace, and if you are not there, don't eat Murong Qi alive.

That's why it's called a sorrow.

When it was almost time for dinner, Lu Wu sent the palace people in front of her to come over and invite her to her palace, saying that the emperor had rewarded her with some fat and oily crabs, but she was losing weight and didn't dare to eat more, so please go over Leng Qinghuan. I stayed at her at night, and I didn't go back to the Pujia Palace.

Leng Qinghuan immediately went upside down, not for those greedy crabs, after all, she is now a pregnant woman, and it is not good to eat too much. She is the flesh of the greedy green body.

I have long heard that it is very comfortable to sleep with a fat man in her arms, and when Leng Qinghuan is with Lu Wu, the groping pig hand can't help but poke the meat on her waist. I can have a good time today, thinking about the soft and slippery, Q elastic and rich feel, she is still gearing up, a little excited and looking forward to it.

I just don't know if her bed can hold it.

When the weight of the two is added together, I am afraid that it weighs nearly 400 pounds.

The sun sets and the moon rises, and the palace is exceptionally quiet today.

A sturdy figure skillfully evaded the patrolling guards, and a few verticals, like a tanuki, quietly sneaked into Concubine Hui's Pujia Palace.

The palace people were already asleep, only the lanterns under the eaves of the porch emitted a dim light, and the halo flickered and dimmed with the autumn wind.

The black shadow hung an upside-down golden hook, hooked the eaves with his toes, and then landed lightly on the window with his hands, like cotton wool.

With a light fiddle, he opened the window of Leng Qinghuan's room, and then jumped in.

The whole set of movements is like flowing clouds and water, silent.

The black shadow listened to the undulating snoring in the bed tent, tiptoed towards Leng Qinghuan's bed, and lowered his voice and called out, "Qinghuan? ”

The people inside didn't respond, and the snoring didn't stop.

The black shadow opened the bed tent: "Why do you sleep so sweetly?" It seems that this king is not here, and you are very comfortable. ”

Qi Wangye, who was stealing incense in the middle of the night, felt full of excitement and rubbed his hands excitedly, intending to surprise Leng Qinghuan. He leaned down and kissed the man on the bed.

Half-paused. Why is Qing Huan's face so big? It's like a flatbread.

The person on the bed finally woke up, opened his eyelids, and suddenly fell asleep, stared at him for a moment, and then screamed in horror: "Who are you?" ”

Murong Qi was also startled, his eyelids trembled, not Leng Qinghuan! Stealing incense in the middle of the night is really super exciting, and even those with bad hearts can't stand it.

He immediately jumped away and asked in horror: "Who are you?" ”

The person in the bed tent sat up "poof", only then did he come to his senses, glanced at the black shadow in front of him, and asked tentatively: "Lord Qi?" ”

Murong Qi sneaked into the palace in the middle of the night to eat secretly and was caught, a little annoyed: "Who are you?" How do you sleep in Qinghuan's room? ”

The person in the bed tent immediately slipped off the bed and knelt on the ground in disheveled clothes: "The slave and maid are the palace maids and fat maids of the Huanyi Bureau, and the chief manager today found the slaves and maids and said to let the slaves and maids come here to sleep, wait, wait for you, the prince." said that when you entered the palace today, you fell in love with the slave maid at a glance. Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, you really came. This, I'm really sorry, the slave is a little flattered. ”

The tone was full of shyness.

Murong Qi let out a "chuckle" in his heart, and a mouthful of old blood almost gushed out, this is a typical trap. As for who laid this trap, you can guess it with your toes, no wonder, Leng Qinghuan will say that his father, a bad old man, is very bad!

I have been his son for more than 20 years, why didn't I find out before?

As soon as it was a total effort, the outside world became lively, the footsteps were mixed, and many people shouted: "Catch the flower thief, there is a thief." ”

The gates of the temple were wide open, and many people broke in with torches.

Realizing that Murong Qi was deceived, he didn't say a word, and quickly smeared oil on the soles of his feet. As soon as he lifted his foot, the fat girl kneeling on the ground stopped doing it, and grabbed Murong Qi's trouser leg and made a thousand pounds.

"Lord Wang, you can't go. You're gone, how can you explain it? How to meet people? ”

This fat girl is really a person as her name suggests, with a body of fat, just like a scale, holding Murong Qi's legs and not letting go. If he plays hard, the fat girl can pull his pants down.