Hanfu Lanyue Pavilion in Jingu:

"How can this be done to occupy the child's bedroom?"

"The girl has rescued her several times, and she doesn't even care about her life, if you care about a few burrows, I'm afraid I can't say it, right?"

"Ling Tang Ling Mei and the other members of your mansion are all well?" Ye Jishan asked with concern.

"There is Miss Lao who is worried, but the domestic servant is a little injured. The mother and the rest of the family are all fine.

Fortunately, after the girl fell, a group of officials had subdued the thugs and sent them to prison. ”

"That's very good." Already nodded, Fang Shi looked at the Lanyue Pavilion, and also looked at the prestigious No. 1 beautiful man in Juxi in front of him.

Chaoyang Hall of Bocheng, Juzhongtu District:

The ministers in the hall held their breath and stared, leaned over and lowered their ears, waiting for the Holy Lord to speak.

Liu Peiyu stretched out his hand, and Qiliang tacitly presented the teacup:

"Holy Lord, please use tea."

Liu Peiyu took the teacup and opened the lid. Gently blow the tea foam, look at its color, and smell its fragrance closely.

Take a sip first, then inhale with the tip of your tongue against the root of your teeth, close your eyes and feel the taste, looking quite enjoyable.

It is the Takeno light product of the orange West Wo Plum Mountain. The entrance is slightly bitter, and the sweetness is obvious. ”

"Emperor Shengming, exactly!"

"This time the astringency is a little heavier, and you made too much tea."

"The emperor is sage, the slave knows that he is wrong."

"Tea is expensive in the wide and fierce, too wide and too strong will make the tea taste too strong and too light."

"The emperor is wise, and the slave has written it down."

Liu Peiyu tasted the tea for a while, and then raised his eyes and swept the ministers, and called casually:

"Xiao Aiqing of the Ministry of Industry!"

Xiao Chaogui stepped forward in fear: "Weichen is here!" ”

"How is Aiqing's chess strength?" Liu Pei didn't smile at the feathers.

"Enlighten the Holy One! Wechen is not good at learning, and his chess skills are still shallow! ”

Xiao Chaogui wiped his sweat again and again.

"How does it compare to me?"

"The saint's chess strength is outstanding, Weichen sighs to himself, he sighs to himself!"

"This is so familiar!"

The minister on the side couldn't help but chuckle, and then fell silent.

Hanfu Lanyue Museum, Juxijin District:

The bedroom is elegant and clean, the curtains and bedding are white, and the coffee table, tables and chairs are simple and elegant.

The door of the bedroom is ajar, and the furnishings in the outer hall cannot be fully observed, and the corner of the lyre is vaguely recognized.

Ye Jishan and Han Chengxu have met many times in the league and individual competitions, and in Xiao Mansion and Han Mansion.

But such close solitude is limited.

Ye Jishan, as an elderly person and a weathered woman with multiple missions, her eyes are sharp and slightly scrutinizing.

Under the strafing of her probing gaze, Xiao Fan, a man who can talk and laugh freely on any occasion, was slightly uneasy.

The uneasiness did not last long.

"Xiao Gongzi is here." Outside the door, there are silver candles and morning clouds.

Xiao Fan quietly stepped aside.

"Aunt Shan! You're awake. Xiao Mochen pushed open the door, walked into the bedroom lightly, squatted down on the side of the bed, looked up at the bed, and said softly, "How do you feel?" You're scared to death. ”

"There are two beautiful men who care, it is better than a thousand flavors."

Ye Jishan smiled lightly, and his tone was quite peaceful.

Her gentle face is very bright, very peaceful, and very beautiful under the sun.

Shengsheng looked at the two handsome guys dumbfounded.

The air froze for a moment.

"Let's go down and see if the soup is ready."

Han Chengxu suddenly remembered, paced out, and slowly led the door.

"Since it is a good medicine, Mochen will guard Aunt Shan all his life and will not go anywhere, so that Aunt Shan can be Kang Tai I."

"It's stupid again, isn't it?" Ye Jishan stroked Mochen's white turban, "The young man in the year of the weak crown is still so childish." I want to be so selfish, even if I am not afraid that the beauties of the world will hit me with bricks, I am afraid that I will see your father in a hundred years. ”

"Mo Chen doesn't care, just don't leave Aunt Shan!"

If Dark Xiang and the rest of the three heroes and others saw this, they would definitely suspect that they had seen a fake Mochen.

Ye Jishan was silent for a long time, and then said:

"You go home now, and tomorrow you have to go to Boron City. If it's too late, the league will have to abstain. ”

"Aunt Shan is injured like this, Mochen is leaving, is Mochen still human? Besides, what to do in the Xiao Mansion, there are thousands of clues.

Although Mochen's self-cultivation and Qi family's kung fu are not good, he can share a thing or two for Aunt Shan. ”

"Menghan, it's not the first time I've hurt my muscles and bones, fortunately, your aunt's body has been tested for a long time, which time the injury doesn't heal faster than others?

You don't bother with the trivial things at home, where is Aunt Shan.

I hurt my leg, but I didn't hurt my brain, I didn't hurt my throat.

The legs and feet are inconvenient, you can use your brain, you can make people, you won't question Aunt Shan's ability, right? ”

Chaoyang Hall of Bocheng, Juzhongtu District:

"I have faded out of these days, is there something important in the DPRK? Zhong Aiqing chose to answer. ”

Xiao Chaogui of the Ministry of Industry stepped forward again and said:

"On the Holy Ground, the flood in Judong washed away the long embankment of the Changhe River, causing floods in the lower reaches, and the number of people affected was very large."

General Chen Shenmin also stepped forward and said:

"Your Majesty, the border soldiers of the Go country hurt hundreds of my border soldiers the month before last."

Tobe Sun Zexi also stepped forward and said:

"Qiqi Sheng, Juxi suffered from drought and insect plague, and the treasury revenue was greatly reduced."

Ministry of Rites......

Penal Department......

Ministry ......

I heard Liu Peiyu have two big ......

"Stop-stop-Zhong Aiqing-look up at me!"

The ministers were at a loss for what to do, and they all raised their heads.

"Do you see clearly?"

The ministers were completely confused about the emperor's brain circuits:

"See what?"

"How many heads do I have?"

"One"

"It's not three, is it?"

"It's not!"

"How many arms do I have?"

"Two!"

"It's not six, is it?"

"It's not!"

"Yang Aiqing of the Yi Department?"

"Wechen is here!"

"Why not?"

"Qi Qi Sheng, Wei Chen thinks that although the emperor himself is not three heads and six arms, our ministers are like the right hand of the saint.

In this way, the emperor has not only one head and two arms, but also more than three heads and six arms. ”