Chapter Twenty-Five: The Palace Maiden Is Still Like This

A criminal minister is a criminal minister, Wei Guogong has a sin on his head that cannot be washed away, and the relatives of 80,000 people have already cheapened him if they didn't sacrifice his head to the sky, as a shame for the Great Yan Dynasty, his daughter wants to enter the house, and Cheng You is the first to be unconvinced.

"Master Cheng, enough is enough." Lord Zaifu, who was standing on the side without saying a word, opened his mouth slowly with a white beard, it would be boring to turn over the case ten years ago and talk about it again, Lord Cheng did a loss of grace this time.

Cheng You flicked his sleeves and held back the anger that wanted to go out: "This official is just a matter of facts, she is not uncommon to present gold, silver, jewelry, silk and satin, and she is arrogant." "Learn from the sour and rebellious spirit of those literati and ink writers.

"Ha-" Behind everyone burst out of unbridled laughter in vain, and a group of people waited to look for the sound, but it was not the unscrupulous Feng Mingxie who was lying on the couch, and the little prince turned his back to them, pretending to turn over the book in his hand.

"Little prince, what are you laughing at?!" Lord Cheng has been unaccustomed to seeing Feng Ming evil for a long time on weekdays, and since this man came to Shengjing City, the world has been turned upside down, but the Son of Heaven has turned one eye open and one eye closed, which makes people's holy intentions unpredictable.

"This king just thinks this paragraph is funny." He held the book in his hand up.

Cheng You was angry: "King Fengyang, this is a political discussion, how can you be so nonsense!" ”

"It turns out that he is participating in political affairs, and this king still thinks it is a vegetable market," Feng Mingxie waved his hand lazily, he didn't care whether he was standing in front of him as a pillar of the court or the Ninety-Five Supreme, "Look at the storyteller in this paragraph, he can reverse black and white after receiving twenty taels of silver, and sell all the pen barrels of the family to make a living, compared to Lu Yixuan, it is true." ”

Before everyone understood what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of King Fengyang, they saw that Cheng Youze's face had changed slightly, but he retreated two steps back in fear, Ren An is Lao Zaifu, which of the six people involved in the top and bottom can escape his eyes, so I remembered that Lord Cheng's cousin was responsible for supervising the construction of the Jian'an Mansion flower garden a few years ago, yo, I am afraid that I am collecting money from people and eliminating disasters for others, and the little prince of Fengyang is referring to Sang and scolding Huai.

Lord Cheng was deflated and could only look at Ren An, how many official children in the court of the three-year grand event were waiting for an opportunity to shine on the lintel, not to mention that who did not stare at the military department, the official department and the three major battalions, now you can't ask a little girl to pick it up for nothing.

Ren An's eyes fell lightly on the throne, and the Ninety-Five Supreme was looking at the fold in his hand, as if his mind was not on these noisy people below, and Lord Zaifu understood.

"Lu Yixuan is the daughter of a criminal minister, the little girl is still talented, but she is not deeply involved in the world, the Lu family is gracious, guilty, rewards and punishments, and it is enough to give a heavenly grace." The old man's head is the Tao.

"Yes, yes, that's what Lord Ren said." Cheng You hurriedly agreed.

"Lord Ren," General Shi Hai squeezed Cheng Youze aside, "When you were eighteen years old, you were a scholar and a first, and you were handpicked by the emperor's imperial pen in the Golden Palace, but it was rumored to be a good story." "Now how can women not let their eyebrows become a stain, Shihai can't pass this hurdle, the literati are grinding and chirping, it is the ancestors' training, and since the founding of the country, there are so many bullshit things, not because this year's leader is not the candidate they want.

One by one, the yin and yang weirdness made Shi Hai's whole body respond.

"Little prince, you have something to say." General Shi saw that there was still a play here that was not a big deal.

Feng Mingxie said "ah", and his head was raised from the scroll: "General Shi, you are an old general, the host of the audition, those irrelevant words, the left ear in and the right ear out," he rolled up the booklet in his hand, and the sun outside had fallen most of it, and the colorful feathers were stained with the glow of the sunset, and it was a scorching red that soaked people's hearts, "Ren Zong had a palace maid in the sixth year, and he was deeply loved by Queen Xiaoning, when the three kings rebelled and rushed into the harem, this palace maid took the three hundred palace people in the palace to protect the queen out of the siege and died tragically at the hands of the rebels, It is singable and crying, Queen Xiaoning was deeply moved by the tears and tears, and posthumously awarded her the title of a first-class loyal and brave female official. These events are truly recorded in the history of the Dayan Dynasty.

"A palace maid is still like this, Lu Yixuan was born in the Wei State Mansion, how can he not be a prince and general," Feng Mingxie stretched his body, and his fingertips picked up the embroidery one by one, "No matter how big or small this official position is, what he bought is the loyalty of the Wei State Mansion, and what can be collected is the heart of the world." "When his chess pieces fall, the overall situation has been decided, "I am eager to make a pilgrimage to the Holy Emperor, and I am thirsty for talent, how can I care about my status, wealth and poverty-Everyone, is this the truth?" ”

He asked the minister of humerus under the hall, but the answer was already in the heart of the Ninety-Five Supreme.

In the imperial study, he was speechless.

The sky is falling.

When Lu Yiyu drove the carriage back to the mansion, Hua Nu had already turned on the lamp, Lu Wanyu listened to her eldest brother dancing and dancing the thrilling excitement of the West School Field one by one, the handkerchief in her hand was twisted into a ball, she was terrified, why did the eldest brother say that he was going to the martial arts competition, but the little sister came back with a body injury.

"It's so exaggerated, it's all skin trauma." Lu Yixuan couldn't wait to kick Lu Zhongsi's ass twice, the man who had no eyesight, didn't he see that the third sister's eyes were red?

Lu Wanyu didn't say much, and hurriedly helped her little sister to the bedroom, telling her that she must be very tired today, don't bother anyone, rest early, and put everything on hold until tomorrow morning.

Lu Yixuan didn't feel hurt until he lay down, as if he had been trampled by thousands of troops.

"Third sister, don't tell your mother." She couldn't help but talk more, Zhang Lian was already chaotic, and if she knew, she wouldn't be able to hold back and pass out.

Lu Wanyu nodded, blew out the candle and put down the light gauze tent, but her wrist was gently grabbed by Lu Yiyu again, and in the dark, the little girl whispered: "It'll be fine." ”

Don't worry, it'll be fine.

Lu Wanyu's eyes were hot, she didn't know what Ah Yu said was that these small injuries would get better, or if she was assuring her that the Lu family would get better in the future-

Little by little, slowly.

Lu Wanyu closed the door and raised her hand to wipe her eyes.

"What are you crying about, Ah Yu has said it, it's just a skin injury." Lu Zhongsi smacked his lips and disgusted, his sister is soft and can't see the slightest grievance, and she can shed tears when she moves, if she asks her mother to see it, she can't hide it.