Chapter 481

The Royal Palace, outside the Imperial Study—

Ling Heng had been standing for a long time, and those ministers who were discussing matters went in and out, as if he had been forgotten, and the little eunuchs would look at him with strange eyes, as if they were looking at something strange.

After standing for a long time, Ling Heng's feet seemed to not be numb, and his body was still upright, and he was forced to stand for a long time, and the look on his face did not change, as if the person who had stood for a long time was not him.

The courtiers had all left, the emperor had used the imperial meal, and Ling Heng was still standing there, like a stone lion standing in the palace.

With this perseverance, the little eunuchs' gaze at Ling Heng also changed a little.

Even if it is a courtier, he can't stand as steady as Mount Tai for so long, and his expression remains the same.

The little eunuchs were ordered to deliberately look at Ling Heng with strange eyes, to put it bluntly, it was a little bad taste of the emperor, and they wanted to test Ling Heng's temperament to see if it was really as good as the big eunuch said!

After the emperor had eaten the imperial meal, he went to take a nap.

And the emperor only thought it was just a little bad taste, and he didn't feel bad.

***

Harvest Grange –

Yunxi looked at the day that rose to noon and slowly shifted and fell, every minute and every second, it seemed to be boiling, her heart couldn't let go, she looked up in the direction of the emperor from time to time, and she didn't know what happened to Ling Heng.

What's next? Still ushered in a bitter criticism!

Yunxi's body was surrounded by an uneasy aura, and he became more and more serious about what he was doing.

Li Xian couldn't sit still, he panicked, and went to inspect the fields with nothing to do.

***

In the palace –

After taking a lunch break for half an hour, the emperor asked Ling Heng about his situation again, and after dealing with some things, he let Ling Heng enter the palace.

Ling Heng knelt down in front of the emperor with an expressionless face, and made a big salute without finding the slightest mistake.

The emperor couldn't help but look at Ling Heng condescendingly and carefully.

It's really good at nourishing qi.

"Get up," the Emperor beckoned casually, and he himself sat back down on the upholstered dragon chair.

Ling Heng straightened up after bowing his thanks, and lowered his head and eyes, but the emperor just felt that a prying eye was looking at him, but when he looked at Ling Heng, he didn't notice that Ling Heng was looking at him.

Boy!

"I didn't think of you until now," the young emperor said deliberately, his eyes staring at Ling Heng even more intensely, wanting to see Ling Heng reveal his emotions.

Ling Heng lowered his head expressionlessly, and his answer was also in order.

Young Emperor: "......" is such a boring person! In the same way, such a good qi cultivation kung fu is indeed rare.

"I heard that you have cultivated rice with a yield of 400 catties per mu?"

"At this time, the final conclusion has not yet been reached, and the grass people dare not assert," Ling Heng's answer still couldn't find a mistake.

The emperor raised his eyebrows, and his heart was aroused.

"Oh? The spike brought in by the great eunuch also saw that almost all of the spikes had rice milk on them, with a yield of 400 catties per mu, and it seemed that a conclusion had been reached, but now you say 'dare not assert', are you trying to deceive the king? ”

The Emperor quipped humorously.

And the palace people in the imperial study have already been so frightened that they dare not come out, and the hall is so quiet that it can be heard that the needles are falling.

There seemed to be an invisible spike in the temple, as if it could take someone's life at any time!

The emperor's humor is not necessarily really humorous, a bad one can really kill people!

"As far as the grass people are currently observing, the yield per mu of rice may be higher than four hundred catties," Ling Heng continued to return as usual as if he couldn't feel the oppressive atmosphere in the hall.

"You say 'grass people' and call 'emperor', but I see that you don't take me seriously," the emperor continued to think of humor.

And this question is also a question that if you don't answer well, you will have to cut off your head.

This is obviously due to the character of this emperor.

(End of chapter)