Chapter 1192: Enchanting Lang Jun, a little ruthless (78)

"Your Majesty said that the little prince has a noble status, and he can't stay in this poor mountain and remote place, for fear of being touched by ignorant people."

"Also, Your Majesty sent Weichen this time to invite the bones of Prince Ying back to the imperial tomb in the capital, and the tablet is dedicated to the Taimiao."

Buried in the imperial mausoleum, worthy of the temple, these are all people who have made great contributions to the country's society.

This is the highest honor of the royal family.

It seems that the empress did not have much hostility towards her mother.

"General Wang, you go back and tell Your Majesty that my body is like a copper wall and iron bones, and it can't be broken."

"As for my mother's bones, you can bring them back, so that they will not be left in this wilderness."

General Wang also had a headache.

Who doesn't want to be a prince and like to be a villager in the mountains?

"Little prince! His Majesty has given the little prince a mansion, and hundreds of servants are served, just waiting for the little prince to return to Beijing with the prince and the little prince. ”

"Your Majesty also said that as long as the little prince returns to Beijing, the little prince can give whatever kind of hairpin he wants to the prince, and he can let the manufacturing office do whatever kind of toys he wants to give to the little prince."

"Ahem, ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

Qi Jinghe almost didn't choke on his own saliva.

Su Qiao hurriedly patted him on the back: "Are you okay?" ”

Qi Jinghe glared at her angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about again?" ”

Su Qiao looked innocent: "I didn't say anything." ”

She just got some silver tickets, some jewelry, and made up two sentences casually, who knew that Her Majesty the Empress was still serious?

"Little Prince, if Wei Chen can't invite the little prince back, the minister can only be stationed in this small chief town for a long time, please take pity on Wei Chen."

She'd rather be stationed at the border than here.

Here, she could only look at the mountain, the water, and the soil in a daze, and she didn't even have a place to train as a soldier.

We can't keep it at this stalemate.

Su Qiao pulled her man's sleeve: "Jinghe, shall we go?" ”

"I'm whatever, do you want to go?"

Qi Jinghe actually didn't really want to go.

But he felt that he could not be too selfish.

Su Qiao thought for a while, "Looking at this posture, it seems that it is not okay not to go, why don't we go and play?" "Lazy people listen to books

"If it's not fun, we'll come back."

Qi Jinghe was silent for a moment: "Listen to you." ”

Su Qiao glanced back at the somewhat dilapidated house, "What, village chief, you have to take care of my house, maybe I will come back to live in the future." ”

"Huh?"

This is a house...... Still living?

The village chief didn't dare to say this.

She nodded again and again: "Oh oh, don't worry, the grass people must take care of this house, and they will not let the little prince's house lose a single grass or tree." ”

"That's not necessary, as long as you don't let people take possession."

The main reason is that the old man seems to be quite reluctant to this house.

"Yes, yes, the grass people must not let people occupy it." The villagers should be again and again.

"General Wang, you take people to the town and wait, and leave early tomorrow."

With so many people here, the people in the village probably can't sleep.

"Yes."

General Wang finally got up, but was still a little hesitant to leave.

Su Qiao was speechless: "Don't worry, I won't run, there are so many of you, you scared the villagers, let's go to the town quickly." ”

"Thank you, little prince."

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After the old man came back with Xiao Yue'er, he knew that he was going to the capital, but he didn't say anything.

"My old man knows that he doesn't stay at home for long."

Su Qiao's identity is there, and His Majesty will definitely not let her stay in this small mountain village.

After lunch, Su Qiao went to a small gambling house in Xiaojiang Village.

Seeing her, Jiang Qiuyan's legs were weak, so she knelt down, looking like she wanted to cry without tears.

"Little ...... Little prince, my gambling house is no longer open. ”

She knew before that she had offended a great person, but if she wanted to break the sky, she didn't expect Su Qiao to be so respectful.

I heard that the powerful Prime Minister Sheng's family was served by the little prince.

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