"Sure enough, it's the right minister's goddaughter."

Concubine Xian praised that Wang Qifu deserved to be the prince's concubine, who was generous and well-informed.

In such a comparison, Mu Qingyan is really difficult to get into the hall of elegance.

Although Meng combed his eyebrows and let out a bad breath for Meng Xiangrong, the latter obviously did not thank her.

Meng Xiangrong is now full of resentment towards Meng Combing, and she feels that it is because of herself that she will end up like this.

The emperor returned with a full load, and he was very interested, and rewarded the prince and Mu Ying.

"People are not romantic, Mu Ying, you can't snub your new wife."

Mu Ying hurriedly said that Meng Xiangrong was virtuous and generous, helped him find a concubine, and pushed everything he had done.

"Yes, the two daughters of the Meng family are good."

Mu Ying quietly glanced at Meng with her spare eyes, she was wearing a riding uniform today, which showed her exquisite figure even more.

The more you can't get it, the more itchy it is, and Mu Ying's desire for Meng to comb her eyebrows becomes stronger and stronger.

In the capital, Jing Qicheng is discussing with the ministers.

said that it was a matter of discussion, but in fact, most of the ministers were just drinking tea and chatting, and they couldn't come up with ideas for a long time.

"The governor of Zhejiang has written to ask for tax reduction, and I have already read his excerpts, I don't know what your opinions are?"

Everyone is silent, if you don't do something, you won't do anything wrong, although Jing Qicheng has the name of supervising the country, but he is just a prince with no real power, if you help him, it will be tantamount to going against the prince, so they will not do this kind of unflattering business.

Seeing that the officials avoided answering, Jing Qicheng was not angry.

He clapped his hands, and saw a group of mermaids rushing in and carrying a table of food.

Everyone looked at each other, what does Jing Qicheng mean by this?

"I think all the ministers are the pillars of design, and they must want to share their father's worries, since you can't think of any good ideas for the time being, please eat here today, and when you want to speak, we will discuss it sooner."

It means that although they continue to pretend to be dumb, they don't come out without saying a reason, and none of them want to leave today.

I thought that Jing Qicheng was just scaring and scaring them, but I didn't expect that at sunset, Jing Qicheng still didn't say a word.

He sat motionless in his chair, flipping through the folds in his hands.

And those ministers didn't dare to move even if they wanted to.

The mansions had already come to invite, but Jing Qicheng directly stopped people outside the palace.

There was a squire who couldn't hold his breath, they were officials of Qingguo, how could Jing Qicheng treat them like this.

"Lord Wang, since you are the prisoner of the country, you can naturally make your own decisions about these small matters, why bother us like this."

Jing Qicheng slowly raised his head, his eyes indifferent.

Under the mask, the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he threw the fold in his hand on the table.

"Come on, pull it out, fight!"

After that, a few strong soldiers came in and pulled the squire who had just spoken, dragged him to the courtyard, and directly began to scold.

The screams of the squire made everyone tremble, and several of the older ones had already begun to wipe their sweat.

"It's a matter of society, every grass and tree is a big deal, since the emperor ordered me to supervise the country, seeing me is like seeing my father."

Jing Qicheng swept around the ministers seated, the matter of eating the king's loyalty to the king, have they forgotten who is their real master.

The soldiers came in and told him that the squire had been knocked unconscious, and whether he would continue.

"Go and get a basin of cold water to keep him sober."

Everyone present knew that Jing Qicheng was killing chickens and making an example of monkeys, and if they continued to do whatever they wanted, they would become the next chicken to be killed.

"The minister thinks that there have been many natural disasters in the Jiangnan area this year, and taxes can be reduced or reduced as appropriate."

Ding Shangshu stood up and said the first useful sentence of the day.

"However, Weichen is in charge of the Criminal Department, and the Minister thinks that the Ministry of Household knows best."

Hubu Shangshu quickly stood up and said that he would immediately go back to find out how much tax had been paid in the Jiangnan area this year, and would give Jing Qicheng an answer by tomorrow afternoon at the latest.

"Then it's hard work, it's getting late today, you can go home by yourself."

Jing Qicheng knew that today he had made them understand his means.

The ministers didn't expect Jing Qicheng to give them such a facelessness, but a few people also felt that compared with the prince, Jing Qicheng looked more like a prince.

In the palace, Meng combs her eyebrows and was about to sleep on the collapse, when suddenly Chun Xing came in and said that the concubine was not very happy, and asked her to go over and take a look.

"If you are not feeling well, you can call the doctor, and I am not a doctor who specializes in seeing patients."

Meng combs her eyebrows and is not a slave who serves others.

"But the palace maid next to the concubine personally came to invite her, and she also sent some things."

Chunxing took a box to show her, it was full of gems and pearls, the most precious thing was a cloak of a black fox fur, the ancients often said that the armpits were made into a fur, and this cloak was estimated to use dozens of ink foxes to make one.

It seems that the concubine's illness is very interesting.

She yawned lazily and asked Chun Xing to tell Concubine Xian about this, and if Concubine Xian agreed, she would go in the past.

After a while, Chun Xing came back to her life, and said that Concubine Xian meant to let Meng comb her eyebrows and watch it herself.

"Tell the concubine's person, I'll be over in a moment."

Meng combed his eyebrows and asked Chun Xing to pick out the silver squirrel skin from his clothes, the wind hair on it was made of mink hair, and the outside was inlaid with jade and enamel, and even the trim of the clothes was made of fine gold thread.

She deliberately picked this big piece to let Wan Yanduo know that no matter what good things she has in her hands, she may not be able to look down on them.

Sure enough, Wan Yanduo was stunned for a moment when he saw the big grate on Meng Comb's body.

She thought that Qingguo definitely didn't have anything better than the cloak she sent, but the big coat on Meng Comb's eyebrows was more precious than the one she sent.

"Qingguo is a vast country, and there are many things that the princess has never seen, and when she arrives in the capital in the future, she will have the opportunity to see."

She called Wan Yan Duo a princess rather than a mother, which means that she knows that Wan Yan Duo is not a drunkard, and if she has anything to say, it doesn't matter.

"I want to get the emperor's favor, can you help me?"

Meng combed her eyebrows and smiled, she was the emperor's daughter-in-law, how could Wan Yanduo think that she could help her?

"Although I had a fight with Concubine Yue that day, I can see that Concubine Yue doesn't look like a smart person, and someone must be behind her to help her."

Although Wan Yanduo is arrogant and arrogant, he is not without brains and eyes.

Her father also had many women, but only one was the wisest.

On the grassland, if you want to survive, you must have a partner, Wan Yanduo wants to be friends with Meng Combrow, mutual benefit.

"We people on the grassland say the same, as long as you help me, I will do my best to help you."