Chapter 413: Is the Emperor's Private Treasury Still Rich?

"Wan'er, I never doubted you!" Emperor Wu Shun immediately stated his position.

He left Wan'er in Xianqing Hall yesterday, and he was wrong.

But he is a man, even if Da Deng Zi is not a man, he can see his beloved and other males alone in a no-man's space.

He was always a little uncomfortable in his heart.

So I went back to the imperial study and sent back all the excerpts of those ministers and asked them to rewrite them.

After that, when I was in a good mood, I climbed into Wan'er's bed.

But he still made his Wan'er cry for half a night, and her eyes were red and swollen.

Fortunately, he asked Gao Hai to bring the hard-boiled eggs over and applied it to Wan'er for a long time, and finally the redness and swelling disappeared.

The corners of Liu Wanyue's mouth curled a little.

Then it was smoothed out by her.

Her voice was faint: "The concubine knows." ”

She didn't mean anything to blame Emperor Wu Shun.

If it hadn't been for Emperor Wu Shun climbing into her bed in the middle of the night last night, she was afraid that she would have fallen into the demons in her heart.

But His Majesty dared to leave her alone in the Xianqing Palace, and did not let his son and daughter-in-law come to see her.

She! Pole! Degree! No! Refreshing!

Emperor Wu Shun glanced at the military department with disgust.

The military department Shangshu happened to raise his eyes, and when he received Emperor Wu Shun's disgusted gaze, his mouth was deflated.

Seeing that he was about to cry again, Emperor Wu Shun immediately glared at him-

You have delayed the time for me to coax my concubine, and you dare to cry?

The military department Shangshu understood the meaning in Emperor Wu Shun's eyes, sniffed and held back his tears.

Mo Yingyan coughed lightly: "Father, mother, why don't you solve the problem first, and we will come back later?" ”

Liu Wanyue glared at Emperor Wu Shun: "The mother concubine just wants to ask, what kind of Gu is in Sister Ran?" ”

"Regent Gu." Su Ruotang's little face was solemn, "The Gu Killer will fall into a coma after two hours, and if the Gu poison is not lifted in time, he will die." ”

"The doctors only think it is hypothermia, and they don't notice anything abnormal."

Hypothermia, as the name suggests, is when a person's body temperature drops to a very low temperature that the organs cannot bear, and eventually leads to death.

Hiss –

The soldier's Shangshu stared at him: "Hypothermia? ”

So he almost lost his wife last night?

"Wow, Your Majesty, please let the old minister go back to his house to see his wife......"

Emperor Wu Shun's forehead jumped fiercely, and he kicked over, "Get out!" ”

The military department Shangshu pulled out his clothes from behind the desk, threw the thorns aside in disgust, slipped through and ran out.

Emperor Wu Shun looked at the thorn strips that were thrown aside and smiled angrily.

He stared gloomily at the figure of the military department Shangshu running away.

Hmph, Wan'er hasn't forgiven him yet.

This old thing just wants his wife to hot the kang head?

Dream!

It just so happened that Dingguo Gong and Shang Tian colluded together.

Let the military department keep an eye on the whereabouts of the two, all the time!

The military department who walked out of the palace did not know that he had been recorded by Emperor Wu Shun.

As soon as he walked out of the palace gate, he met the book of the Ministry of Rites.

"Hey, aren't you on sick leave?" The Ministry of Rites Shangshu looked at him with a pale face and red eyes, and wondered.

Bingbu Shangshu just wanted to speak.

Suddenly, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites gasped and said in shock, "You didn't go to the early court because you were sick, and you were harshly reprimanded by His Majesty Xuanjin Palace?" ”

The military department Shangshu thought about it.

It doesn't seem like a harsh thing to blame.

He opened his mouth to explain: "Your Majesty did not criticize me. ”

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu thought of his crying nature and felt that he didn't dare to say it.

He let out a long sigh and patted the shoulder of the military department Shangshu, "Take care." ”

He drooped his head and got into the carriage.

Hey, I wanted to take two days of sick leave to go out.

I don't dare now.

His Majesty even reprimanded and cried the crying bag of the military department Shangshu, if he took sick leave, it is estimated that he will be abused by His Majesty to the point that there is no skin left.

The military department Shangshu blinked and watched the carriage of the Ministry of Rites go away.

He also got into his carriage and told the coachman, "Go and buy something to eat for Madame." ”

As the words fell, he felt a chill run down his back.

He lifted the curtain and looked at the sky: "The sun is big, why do you suddenly feel so cold?" It seems that I need to wear a piece of clothing when I go home. ”

And he didn't know that he would be busy as a dog next.

I don't know that after today, Emperor Wu Shun has a reputation for cruelty.

Since then, the attendance rate of the ministers has been as high as 100 percent.

......

The Imperial Study.

Mo Yingyan pulled Su Ruotang to sit aside, and spoke unhurriedly, "Mother, my uncle asked me to ask you, do you want to go back to the house for a few days?" ”

Without waiting for Liu Wanyue to speak, Emperor Wu Shun glared at him angrily, "Your mother wants to accompany me!" ”

"I've decided, I'll take Wan'er to live in Beizhuang for a few days tomorrow."

The implication is that you will handle the political affairs.

Mo Yingyan said with disgust: "Dingguo Gong and Shang Tian colluded together, and the Shangshu of the Erchen Auxiliary Military Department stared at the two. ”

"Let the second brother handle the political affairs."

Listening to his disgusted tone, Wu Shun's eyes widened for a moment, "Do you believe it or not, I will make an order to make you the crown prince!" ”

Mo Yingyan lifted his eyes, and his tone was not light, "Is my father's private treasury still rich?" ”

In just eight words, it directly pinched the lifeblood of Emperor Wushun.

He blew his nose and glared: "Are you my son?" ”

Hemp eggs!

The king of a country is so miserable that he can't find a second one.

Mo Yingyan hooked the corners of her lips, and her voice was not slow, "You can't ask your father himself." ”

Emperor Wu Shun felt that he had a heart attack.

The fifth rebel gave up everything he wanted for the throne, and it felt like a hot potato in the third child's mouth.

"Father, the second brother is benevolent and has means, and he has handled political affairs very well during this time, so you can fight his idea."

Emperor Wu Shun's expression became even more sad.