"Ahh "I'm fainting ...... blood" He suddenly felt flustered, his chest was tight, he was dizzy, his ears were deaf, his eyes were blind, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down like a bean, and finally fainted to the ground.

A few maids passed by and saw that Lingyu was pale and fell to the ground unconscious, so they hurriedly helped him back to the room, and after a long time, his complexion gradually improved.

"It's okay, young master!" the maids asked anxiously, "what's wrong, what's going on?" "It was as if it was their husband who had fainted. Although Ling Yu is not very old, his appearance is average, and he is short. But in their eyes, they are simply handsome. They have stayed in the palace since they were young and have never been in contact with men. So there is no resistance to any man, including the old prince, who can make them red-faced and heartbeat.

"It's okay. Lingyu said gently.

They looked at Ling Yu and almost fainted on him, and when they accidentally saw Ling Yu's quilt, their faces turned pale with fright, and he didn't know who cut the quilt one by one, and the shape was like a bowl of noodles. There is a big hole nailed in the bed board, and the big head of the hole can be drilled in and out. "What a big hole!"

Ling Yu thought to himself: such a flawless masterpiece doesn't look like artificial. He looked at the quilt and was glad that he didn't sleep on the bed, otherwise he would have been crucified. He had always had a bad feeling lately, so he slept under the bed and survived.

"Young Master... Outside the door... Supervise... Dong Yong begged to see him!" A small guy hurriedly barged in and said, almost tripping over the door frame.

Dong Yong, his son Dong Luo, and Shi Niang were driven out by Yujin Yin, and then they lived on the streets and became beggars. Several people slept outside all day long, living a life of not having enough food and clothing. Dong Yong heard that a lot of people had died in the palace, so he laughed out loud and thought: My chance has finally come, there are so many people in the palace, there must be a lack of miscellaneous people, I can finally go to the palace to eat!

"Who is Dong Yong?" Ling Yu had never seen Dong Yong before, so he couldn't help asking.

"Back to the young master, he claims to be the brother of the Dong family's sister, and the villain looks at him as a madman. The little guy replied.

"What is he doing here?" Ling Yu thought to himself, he wouldn't be here to visit his relatives!

He said that there was a shortage of people in the house, and he came to do chores. He also has his son Dong Luo by his side, and a woman named Shi Niang. The little guy replied.

"Let them go! The house can't support so many idlers. Lingyu said. I thought: With so many people, the palace has mountains of gold and silver, and it will be emptied.

He said that he didn't need to be paid, just food and housing. Dong Yong also said that he would not take him in, and he died outside the door. The little guy said.

"Then let them stay! one meal a day. The whole yard was swept by them. By the way, there are also thatched houses. Lingyu said. He thought to himself: Isn't this a threat to me? Forget it, let them stay!

"How do you arrange that food girl?" the little girl thought to herself: You can marry that food girl to me.

Ling Yu thought for a long time, and spit out a few words: "Let her serve Ling Xiao!" Ling Yu thought to herself: Isn't she too young a maid! Now someone has sent her to the door for nothing, killing two birds with one stone.

"Yes!" the little guy was a little unwilling.

On the main hall

Hundreds of civil and military officials knelt down and shouted: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The old emperor was half-lying on the dragon chair, with not a single hair on his bare head, and the top of his head was like an electric light bulb, shining brightly, and the light was very dazzling. There is not a trace of wrinkles on the face, and the skin that is smooth as jade is delicate and shiny like a baby, but the bridge of the nose is about to collapse, as if it has been ground on the knife board, flat and flat. He yawned and said, "Zhong Aiqing is flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" said the ministers.

I saw the head of the palace shouting at the ministers: "There is a book to play, but there is no book to retreat!"

The prime minister stepped forward and hurriedly said: Your Majesty, the minister has a book to play. The emperor didn't speak for a long time, and inadvertently glanced at the emperor, only to see him stretching his waist, his eyes closed, and his face sleepy, lying on the dragon chair shaking his legs from time to time, as if he couldn't stop. Could it be that the emperor didn't hear him speak when he fell asleep, so he repeated it again: "Your Majesty, the minister has a book." "It's a lot louder than before.

The drowsy emperor was startled by him, and said impatiently: "Oh!

The prime minister said helplessly: Weichen learned that the demons outside the palace were in trouble......

The emperor listened and fought up and down with his two eyelids, thinking: It's a trivial matter. Make a look of disconnectedness. I didn't hear a word of what the prime minister said just now, let alone take it to heart, there was nothing in his mind but beautiful women. With a displeased face, he said: "Aiqing, I see if you are old and confused, I am busy with official business all day long, and I don't need to directly report such trivial matters in the future, just leave them to the Internal Affairs Office to deal with!"

When the ministers heard this, they looked at each other, discussed one after another, and privately scolded: "Faint king!" No matter what the minister said about disaster relief, the emperor did not express his position. I just closed my eyes tightly and fell asleep. He didn't care about whatever they played. Whether he heard it or not only he knows. The ministers dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, for fear of losing their heads.

Suddenly, a minister wanted to give his daughter to the emperor as a concubine and wanted to tie up with the emperor. Said: Your Majesty, now the harem is unattended, there are slightly fewer heirs, Weichen has a little daughter, eighteen years old, gentle and virtuous, intelligent, willing to open up branches and leaves for Your Majesty, and ask Your Majesty for permission.

As soon as the emperor heard that there was a beautiful woman to give him, Long Yan was very happy, and he immediately opened his eyes, and said with a straight mouth: "Okay!

"The minister is the little girl, thank you Lord Longen. The minister said.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty!" the ministers said one after another.

"Retreat!"

The emperor was already sleepy, and he spent all night lingering with beautiful women last night, and fell asleep. He had a nightmare that someone was going to kill him.

"Dog Emperor, go die!"

"Who are you!" the emperor looked the man up and down, his clothes ragged and familiar.

"Ask Hades to go!" the boy roared, and stabbed the sword in his hand at him.

"Ahh It's just that the dream is so real, and the appearance of that person lingers in his mind, and he can't forget it for a long time. He decided to dig three feet into the ground and arrest this "dream rebel".

The next day, he asked a painter to paint his portrait, posted it everywhere, and offered a large reward, as the saying goes, there must be a brave man under the heavy money.