Chapter 210: Torture

Master Su, you are an old acquaintance, you are casual; Tang Governor, you are also free.

Kong Fang looked at his little adult appearance and thought to himself that this emperor could handle it!

"Hole ......"

Jiaqing originally wanted to call Kong Fang with an official title, but suddenly felt that it was too formal and it was not easy to get closer to the relationship between the two, but he couldn't think of an appropriate name for a while, so he was a little anxious.

Well...... What shall I call you?

The emperor can call me by my name.

Kong Fang is generous.

Jiaqing shook his head, so inappropriate. Do you have a table?

Table?

Kong Fang was stunned for a while before he remembered that the ancients had table characters. For example, the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi, surnamed Bai, named Juyi, the word Lotte, the number Xiangshan Jushi, and the name Lao Bai.

Lao Bai was given for him in his previous life.

Yes, what is Lao Tzu's table word?

Hey, who's going to tell me?

Wife?

Or sister-in-law?

Or is it the cheap old tease you haven't met yet?

The temperature in the Heart Cultivation Hall is a bit high, why did those little eunuchs go? Aren't you afraid to roast the little emperor into a suckling pig?

Cough......

Su Fufeng pinched his throat lightly. He was reminding Kong Fang that no matter how young the emperor was, he was still the emperor, so don't take his words as a sideline! The answer has to be answered, and the words are not a natural opportunity that cannot be revealed, what are you hesitating about?

Kong Fang said dog in his heart.

He wanted to say it, but he really didn't know what his words were!

Tang Bolong's toes almost pierced the soles of his shoes.

"Your Majesty, I'm ...... I only said the right words, which made the emperor smile. Kong Fang wiped a handful of sweat. However, it is the expression of the traitorous minister Yan Song, and he refuses in his heart.

But I can't think of a suitable one for half a day, I only remember the word "only", and I can't borrow it temporarily, and then talk about it after this hurdle.

"Weizhong, are you hot?"

The little emperor is still a little warm man. Kong Fang hurriedly said that it was not hot.

Oh, that's the tension. I'm telling you, you don't have to be nervous, relax. The "Journey to the West" you wrote is very good, the Monkey King is very interesting, it would be nice if I also had seventy-two changes.

Look......

He pulled back the curtain on the side. A row of Monkey Kings of various shapes is displayed in front of you. Kong Fang was stunned for a moment, it turned out that the little emperor was a fan of "Journey to the West", or a hardcore level.

These shapes are actually molded with cement. Vivid, vivid, and lifelike, the fly in the ointment is that every Monkey King has more or less cracks on his body.

"However, these are all made by me according to the image of the Monkey King in "Journey to the West". Cement does work well, but it's too easy to crack, is there anything you can do? ”

Kong Fang took a closer look, "Your Majesty, after this model is done, has it not been moisturized for a period of time?" ”

Moisturizing?

What is Moisturizing?

yes, what is moisturizing?

Kong Fang is tired. In particular, it is more difficult to communicate with the ancients than with cows.

The most difficult thing is that he is still a little emperor, the CEO of the Daxing Dynasty, he can't be anxious with him, otherwise he will be in a hurry, he will not be fired as simple as squid, at least he will stay in a small villa in Tiangao, and at worst the vegetable market will lead the knife into a fast, and lose the head of the teenager.

Your Majesty, however, means that after these models are ready, they should not be dried directly, but should be placed in a cool place, and then watered from time to time to keep them moist.

Tang Bolong came forward to solve the siege.

"Don't let it dry, isn't it soft as mud?" Jiaqing was puzzled.

No.

Cement is different from ordinary clay in that it will not melt even if it is soaked in water after molding, it will continue to harden and is not easy to crack.

It's true?

The little emperor suddenly jumped and immediately called a few little eunuchs, carried a bag of cement, and started working in the Heart Cultivation Palace. To everyone's surprise, he actually took matters into his own hands with great interest, ignoring the dragon robe and his face covered with cement ash.

Su Fufeng and the three of them looked at each other.

Is he the Ninety-Five Supreme of the Daxing Dynasty? Still clever in Kong Fang, he hurriedly closed the door of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

In case the little emperor ~ Mom sees him playing in the mud in the winter, or in the high-end and luxuriously decorated Heart Cultivation Palace, it will not be fun to give him a complete childhood in anger.

The most terrible thing is that if they are implicated and convicted, they will not even have a chance to cry out.

The cement was reconciled, and the little eunuch moved out of the model.

Because these little eunuchs are young, they have not yet seen the cruelty of the rivers and lakes, so they are also free of themselves and are very busy.

After a while, several models were poured with cement.

"Weizhong, how do you moisturize?" The little emperor is full of a sense of accomplishment. Kong Fang had to explain the characteristics of cement in detail. The model was not dismantled and was carefully carried by the little eunuch to the little emperor's bathroom.

Kong Fang followed in.

Torture!

That was his first reaction.

The bathroom area is extra-large, not less than 50 pings. The white marble slabs on the floor are devoid of impurities, and the bath tub is inlaid with gold and glitters in gold, which is extremely luxurious.

The fly in the ointment is that there is no gold-encrusted toilet.

Because the gold-inlaid toilet can better show what is the extreme desire of poverty.

The little emperor instructed Xiao Tailin to put the model and then ordered them to water, but Kong Fang stopped him. Moisturizing should not be urgent, and it is necessary to wait for the cement to harden before watering.

The little emperor arranged for a little Tai to be guarded, and he was responsible for moisturizing.

After being busy for a long time, the little emperor was sweating, and he wanted to take a bath. As if it had been rehearsed in advance, a group of palace maids suddenly appeared in the Heart Cultivation Palace, and those who walked in front were carrying a bucket of hot water.

Then there is the one holding the clothes, the one holding the towel, and the one who is holding a palace maid with a full blue flower in her hand, which is full of flowers.

Kong Fang couldn't figure out where the little emperor got the flowers from in the big winter.

He quietly counted, a total of fifteen palace maids.

The oldest of them will not exceed sixteen or seventeen, and the youngest will be about ten years old, and they are all as beautiful as flowers. It's like those sixteen or seventeen, with a faint charm and youthful prosperity, just like a freshly ripe cherry......

The little emperor is worthy of being the first successful person in the Daxing Dynasty, and the bathing scenes are so luxurious.

As a person from the civilized world, Kong Fang said......

Utmost......

Envy, jealousy!

After a while, there was a commotion in the bathroom, but the three adults were sitting on pins and needles outside. It was still Su Fufeng's brain that turned quickly, and he walked to the bathroom and made a gesture through the curtain.

"Your Majesty, the old ministers and others have retired first, can you let the old ministers lead the Tang Prefect and Kong Zhi County to see the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother first?"

The chatter suddenly stopped.

Da Da ...... There was a sound of footsteps, and the little emperor walked out of the bathroom naked, followed by a group of palace maids, all of whom were wet, disheveled, and half-fruitful.

Kong Fang's nose was sour and hot, if it weren't for the timely transfer of his gaze, the nosebleed would have spurted out, but he saw Su Fufeng and Tang Bolong bowing their heads early, staring at their toes.

Old treacherous and slippery!

Not enough friends!

Kong Fang decisively gave them a bad review.

"Weizhong, why don't you let them go to see the Queen Mother first, and you will wash with me?" The little emperor beckoned to Kong Fang.

"The tub is big enough and the hot water pipe is enough."