The cabinet plans to send the Eight Tigers to sweep the tomb, saying that it is to sweep the tomb, which is a good word, what future can there be for working for the dead, in fact, it is to drive away.

And it's been a morning, and the emperor hasn't taken any action, which is equivalent to acquiescence.

Xiaobao had just come back from Qingning Palace, and said: "Long live the lord just woke up, but he was not interested, he didn't say where to play, the queen mother accompanied me to read, godfather, I'm afraid the emperor can't mean it." ”

Ma Yongcheng suddenly leaned on the pillow behind him, although he kept crying, but he was not desperate, he was the emperor's servant, as long as the emperor still spoiled him, let the ministers make trouble, but the emperor acquiesced.

Ma Yongcheng howled and cried again: "I just feel so desperate, why is it so decided." ”

He cried very rhythmically, patting the bed board, very happy.

Xiaobao didn't dare to laugh, and hurriedly said: "Godfather......" Seeing that Ma Yongcheng raised his head slightly, his voice was lowered: "Didn't you take refuge in the Queen Mother?" ”

Ma Yongcheng sighed.

Xiaobao said: "If you don't look for her at this time, when will you find the old man, why does the cabinet have to drive away all eight godfathers, that is a single filament does not form a line, a single tree does not form a forest, there are more people and they are afraid, but only one godfather is left, and the cabinet will definitely not be unforgiving." ”

"As for the Queen Mother, she can't protect her if there are too many people, just you, she will not refuse to say a word."

Yes, the cabinet is going to go against the little emperor, but the queen mother is older, even Liu Jian has to give the queen mother's son.

He was busy for the Queen Mother, even Wang Pingting was his idea, but at the risk of betraying the little emperor, the Queen Mother couldn't ignore him.

Ma Yongcheng hurriedly got off the ground, wiped his face with his sleeve and said, "Can I go to see the Queen Mother like this?" ”

Xiaobao looked at it, his eyelids were swollen too high, and he said, "This is just the right way to win the sympathy of the Queen Mother." ”

After speaking, he went to the cabinet to help Ma Yongcheng find out the ironed official uniform, and said: "The queen mother likes Lisuo, and her son helps his godfather change clothes." ”

Ma Yongcheng grabbed Xiaobao's hand and patted it with a lot of feelings: "Bao, as long as the godfather can pass this hurdle, there will be a godfather to eat in the future, and he will not treat you badly." ”

What Xiaobao wants is Ma Yongcheng's trust.

He was full of excitement in his heart, but he said with a very worried look on his face: "Godfather, what are we talking about at this time, as long as you are fine, we have kung fu to speak, you go to the Queen Mother." ”

Ma Yongcheng nodded again and again.

………………

In the East Warm Pavilion of Cining Palace, the Queen Mother stood in front of the window with her hair scattered, looking out of the window through the horizontal and regular window lattice, and she had not yet freshened up her afternoon nap.

After a while, she turned her head back, sat on the edge of the bed, and said, "Let's go, the eyelids cover the eyes, and the mourning family always wants to pull up his eyelids and sew them on the door of the head, but they can't. ”

The person she spoke to was none other than Wang Yun.

Wang Yun stood beside her bedside and waited.

After listening to the response, Wang Yun thought about it, and still said: "Niangniang, it's Ma Yongcheng, this slave is quite loyal." ”

The queen mother's eyelids lifted, and she looked extremely disdainful: "Loyal? The mourning family looks incompetent, how long has it been, the mourning family asked him to do it, but he didn't do it once, and now he has an accident to find the mourning family, and he also has a face. ”

He also said: "The harem does not interfere in political affairs, they are political affairs, if the mourning family intercedes for him, won't it break the rules of the ancestors, he is trying to harm the mourning family, let him go." ”

It seems that the Eight Tigers have no hope of getting up, but Wang Yun can't, so he has to respond continuously.

*****

After the partition of the study, in addition to the imperial case, there is also an Arhat couch in the corner, and at this time Yang Houzhao and Li Zhao are lying on the couch.

Yang Houzhao was in a bad mood and didn't go out to play, so Li Zhao accompanied him, he was originally reading, but this kid said a few nice words, so he dragged the person to the bed.

Confessing prostitution during the day, Li Zhao is still not so bold, Yang Houzhao hugged her tightly in his arms, she was a little resistant, and was just about to struggle, Yang Houzhao's voice said with a thick sadness: "Ah Zhao, what are you in the mood now?" ”

This is a brow without an end.

Li Zhao's mind turned extremely fast, what does this kid mean?

If he is in a bad mood, then why is he still messing with her, if he is in a good mood, he feels that he is still worried about the Eight Tigers.

For the sake of safety, Li Zhao shouted in a soft voice: "Long live the ...... lord" and stopped, and it was the wisest choice not to express his position.

Yang Houzhao looked down at her, and then looked aggrieved: "Yes, you said that in the past, as soon as you called Long Live Lord, I was distracted, I felt that I couldn't hold back and wanted you, why don't I want to do it today, my mind is full of pictures of Lao Zhao and them going to be taken away, and only by holding you can I have a little peace of mind." ”

Li Zhao: "......"

So she's self-inflicted.

She thought about it for a while, and called out again: "Uncle Yang." ”

Yang Houzhao smiled helplessly: "Don't seduce me, I feel that catching Wangzai is not attractive." ”

Li Zhao: "......"

Don't beat her husband into a monk, she doesn't want to be a widow, and the queen also needs sex.

Li Zhao comforted: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows, this is a common thing in life, isn't it said in the poem, the moon is missing and round, round and missing, and it is something we must experience. ”

Yang Houzhao blinked and thought about it, and then kissed Li Zhao on the forehead: "Ah Zhao, what you said is so good, it's good to have you by your side." ”

Li Zhao thought for a while and asked, "Then is the concubine still attractive now?" ”

Yang Houzhao sighed: "Do you mean Wangzai?" Not yet. ”

Li Zhao: "......"

Little bastard.

*****

In the evening, the sun was fine, and a red patch was projected from the north window, falling on the flowery carpet of gold, leaving a shallow shadow of the window lattice.

In the banquet room, Li Zhao and Yang Houzhao were having dinner.

Li Zhao had an irregular diet when he was doing business, and he sat down with stomach problems, which were not very serious, or he would belch and vomit after eating too much.

In the past few days, I have been planning the "Eight Tigers Incident", using too much brain, and having stomach problems.

So her dinner was changed from birds and animals to soup dumplings and millet porridge, which was boiled several times, very cooked, and not so viscous, which she liked to drink.

But Yang Houzhao, a carnivore, also came to grab porridge from him.

Li Zhao raised his head and asked, "Long live Lord, I'm afraid of being hungry when you drink porridge, do you still want to eat supper at night?" ”

Yang Houzhao shook his head: "I don't have much appetite, I look at the millet porridge is quite light, drink two sips." ”

I have no appetite, I'm not interested in Wangzai, and I'm not able to sleep and eat, isn't this still a thing that can't let go of the Eight Tigers?

Li Zhao had a plan at night and didn't find an excuse, so he listened: "Long live Lord, the minions will leave tomorrow, otherwise you accompany them at night and serve you once, we can't give anything else, and we can afford a meal of wine." ”