Chapter 291: The Emperor's Message

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Leng Huaping had no choice but to kneel down and wait for Gong Qin to speak publicly.

"The emperor hopes that you can solve this flood disaster instead of the Eastern City Lord."

"Since the emperor has this plan, why don't you tell me the real will directly from the beginning, and you have to wait until now to tell me!" Leng Huaping stood up with some dissatisfaction.

"Miss Leng Si, don't be angry! The emperor has high hopes for you, so let's see if you can handle this responsibility! Gonggong Qin said.

"What, what do you mean by this, the emperor knows everything about me in Chunyu City?" Seeing that Father-in-law Qin nodded very heartily, Leng Huaping pointed at Father-in-law Qin very angrily and said dissatisfiedly: "You are spying on me!" ”

"This is for the people of Spring Feather City!" Gonggong Qin said in a high-sounding manner, "After all, the whole world belongs to the emperor, whose whereabouts can't be known to the emperor!" ”

But as soon as Gonggong Qin finished saying this, he whispered again: "Miss Lengsi, I know you are angry, but a companion is like a tiger, now that the emperor has taken a fancy to you, don't resist." ”

Father-in-law Qin kindly reminded that Leng Huaping's face was only better for a while.

"Then Father-in-law Qin didn't come just to say these few words!" Leng Huaping sat down helplessly.

Father-in-law Qin, but he didn't care very much and sat down with the meaning of the cold painting screen: "Naturally not, it's for this!" ”

Gonggong Qin took out a black token from his arms, and the word "Spring Feather" was engraved on it.

Leng Hua Ping took it in his hand and weighed it, "What is this?" ”

"This is the token of Spring Feather City, as long as this token is in hand, you can call the soldiers of Spring Feather City at will, without needing to inform the people of the City Lord's Mansion." Gonggong Qin explained.

"The emperor is so good?" It can be seen from the emperor's calculation that the emperor does not have such a good mind, and the so-called greater power is the greater the responsibility.

"Isn't it that the emperor knows that the Dongfang City Lord has passed out and can't wake up!" Gonggong Qin smiled wryly, making Leng Huaping feel like he had bad intentions no matter how he looked at it.

"Since all the miscellaneous things have been handed over to Miss Leng Si, then the miscellaneous family will leave for Beijing, Miss Leng Si should take care of herself!" After Grandpa Qin finished speaking, he pushed open the door and went out.

It made the cold painting screen that was still in the room worried, looking at the swarthy token in his hand, and only remembered to put it on the table: "What is this called!" ”

Father-in-law Qin, who went and returned, stood at the door and stopped complaining about the cold painting screen, and when the cold painting screen turned his head, he still smiled kindly.

"Ahem." Leng Huaping coughed awkwardly, "Does Grandpa Qin have anything else to order?" ”

"After the Qingming Festival, the emperor will send a minister to come out to assist Miss Leng Si." After Father-in-law Qin finished speaking, this will be the real departure.

Leng Huaping breathed a sigh of relief, "Do the people in the palace like to pant when they talk?" ”

Leng Huaping took the token on the table and turned around and went back to her drunken room.

"Miss, you're back!" Silver Candle happened to bring the freshly stewed chicken soup to the room of the cold painting screen, "It's just out of the pot, Miss come and taste it." ”

"Did you send Dr. Jin and winter clothes?" Leng Huaping asked without any appetite.

"I've asked Yinxue to help send it over." Silver Candle looked at Leng Huaping and drank three or four sips of a spoonful, and asked a little embarrassed, "Miss, isn't it delicious?" ”

"No, I'm thinking about things, I'm a little distracted." Leng Huaping explained, and quickly drank the chicken soup and let the silver candle go.

Thinking about the minister that Gonggong Qin said, could it be Ni Hongwei?

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