Chapter 25: The Generous Gift

Lin Zhaoxia slept until he woke up naturally and stretched his waist.

Sure enough, money is still strong, and if you have money, you have confidence. I have money in my account, I am in a good mood and sleep well, and I don't even feel hot in this weather.

Grabbed the bedside phone and looked at it, it was ten o'clock. The man who rushed to the court was afraid that he had already gotten up.

I touched my underwear and put it on, and sighed. There are people in the family, so that her single dog can't do what she wants. Accurate.

He pulled his hair before opening the door.

There is no one in the living room, no one in the bathroom, no one in the kitchen. Hey? Still sleeping? The small room was closed, and Lin Zhaoxia stepped forward and knocked on the door.

No one answered. Strange.

I twisted the handle, and there was no one in the room! Is it in the patio? "Lu Yuan?"

There was no one on the patio either.

Lin Zhaoxia was dumbfounded, did he go out? When I went to the door, I saw that it was still the same as yesterday, she was locked from the inside, and she couldn't open it without a key.

This? Is it the same as Changzhi, go back?

It's good to go back!

Lin Zhaoxia was immediately happy, and with a twist of his hand behind his back, the underwear was untied, and with another grab on both arms, the underwear was taken off.

Lin Zhaoxia took it in front of him and took a look, who invented this thing? The sense of restraint is too strong, and it is still not comfortable to wear. Thrown onto the couch in disgust.

It's good to be alone, sleep when you want, get up when you think about it, dress whatever you want, the world is the biggest.

I brewed a cup of cereal and ate it, and while nibbling on an apple, I crooked on the sofa to watch a drama.

I didn't think there was anything wrong with it early in the morning, and I can't do my own thing? Besides, she is a screenwriter, she doesn't watch dramas and doesn't study lines? You have to practice the basic skills, but you can't practice it.

I remember that when I first worked, the script could not be changed seven or eight times to the satisfaction of the producer and director, even if the draft was completed, the actors had to change it, and the lines were awkward.

MD, it is that everyone has to change it, and if it doesn't change, it doesn't show that it is cultured.

It's all the emperor's son, and they're all Party A's fathers! If you don't accept it, you can't.

He took a bite of the apple hatefully and clicked it in a big gulp.

On the other side, Zhao Guangyuan's eyes were cold, and he waved away a group of palace maids and eunuchs, and stopped the palace maid who knelt down to him first and called Jinxiu.

When the eunuch at the head heard that Jinxiu was left behind, his eyes flashed, Jinxiu had ruined their business, he was on fire in his heart, and before he could make a move, His Royal Highness the Seventh left her.

Collect your emotions and go out.

Zhao Guangyuan's gaze withdrew from the palace gate. It's not that he doesn't want to dispose of them, but he can pinch their handle and put people under his nose, which is more advantageous to him at this time.

stared at Jinxiu until she made a swing, and then said lightly: "From now on, you will serve outside the main hall, and the rest of the chores will not be taken care of, and you will only listen to errands outside the hall." ”

Jinxiu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly kowtowed: "Yes, the slave obeys the order." His Royal Highness Xie Qi's grace not to kill! ”

"Go ahead."

"Yes."

When the people left, Zhao Guangyuan took out his mobile phone from his sleeve and smiled on his face, this mobile phone was actually followed.

He touched the black rubber band on his hand again, thinking about yesterday's miracle, if it weren't for these two things in his hand, he would feel that yesterday was just a big dream.

Click on the mobile phone video, and want to take a look at it again.

There is a story in that film, there is a strategy, a general, and a family and a country, which makes Zhao Guangyuan want to stop.

Just clicked on it, this, I can't see it!

Also, the world has changed, how can you see it.

I clicked on it at random, and found that some things can still be used and seen. Take that photo, for example.

The kid named Changzhi took several selfies, and some messy shots, and took a lot of popsicle ice cream, but unfortunately he knew that there was such a thing, and he didn't have time to try the flavor.

Zhao Guangyuan couldn't help but study the camera and learn to take a selfie......

Look closely, the main hall looks, well, quite human-like dogs.

Wrong! Zhao Guangyuan frowned, how can this hall be described as a human and a dog?

What a presumptuousness!

The main hall has been rich and handsome since childhood, and the prince's brother is not as good as it, and the queen mother can be stunned. Queen Mother, Prince's Brother......

Zhao Guangyuan covered his chest, and there was a cramp.

Queen Mother, Brother Prince, since Yuan is not dead, let Yuan seek justice for the two of you. Definitely!

In the capital, the high priest came back from the Changling Tomb and asked for an order to enter the palace.

"Minister Zhao Gang, see Your Majesty, long live long live, long live!"

Emperor Zhizheng sat on the dragon chair and looked down at the people in the hall, "Aiqing is flat." This trip to tell Changling, Aiqing has worked hard. ”

In the imperial mausoleum area of Tianshou Mountain, there are more than a dozen tombs of emperors and queens of all dynasties, and there are three major sacrifices and five small sacrifices every year, and each sacrifice has a chief sacrificer. On the summer solstice this summer, Zhao Gang said that he was going to Changling to officiate, and Emperor Zhizheng gave him permission.

"Aiqing told me before, watching the stars at night, and found that there was a vision in the mausoleum area, I don't know what can be detected?"

Zhao Gang said respectfully: "The minister ascended to the top of Tianshou Mountain, the sand was damaged, the dragon's spine was angry and collapsed, and there was a worry about weakening the momentum of the dragon vein." ”

The feng shui of the imperial tomb is related to the Great Qi Guozuo, and Emperor Zhizheng leaned forward to the dragon case, looking worried: "Is there a solution?" ”

"Your Majesty, the minister has found a solution. Patching can be completed in a few days. ”

"Very good. This time, there is no need for boys and girls to fill in the dragon veins? ”

Zhao Gang's eyes flashed, "The emperor's divine palace is under construction, and it is not appropriate to hurt Tianhe." The minister has seen the shrine, where the mountains extend to the south, stretching endlessly, such as the green dragon meandering and soaring, the Tibetan wind gathers qi again, the four elephants are good, and I can protect the country and the mountains forever. ”

Emperor Zhizheng was overjoyed when he heard this.

At the beginning, he ordered people to find auspicious soil, and they all said that the land was better than the ancestral palace, but it could ensure that the country was eternal, and Emperor Zhizheng ordered people to dig mountains there to build their own shrines.

I heard Zhao Gang say again: "This time it's not like eighteen years ago, it's just a small burst of anger, and the minister has used the Zhenling Beast in the battle at the top of Tianshou Mountain, and it has been repaired." When the ministers return to the Taimiao, they will do it for another 7749 days, so that the dragon qi will not disperse for thousands of years. ”

Emperor Zhizheng was very happy to hear this.

I don't care why I don't need to fill in this time, I just said: "Aiqing has worked hard, this time I have worked hard, I will reward you with a hundred taels of gold and a hundred horses of silk." ”

"Minister, thank you for the emperor's generous gift!" Zhao Gang kowtowed and thanked him.

After thinking about it, he said: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Seventh has been guarding the tomb in Changling for six years, and this filial piety touches the heavens and the earth, and he can be recalled to Beijing to do some filial piety by His Majesty's side." ”

Emperor Zhizheng frowned, staring at Zhao Gang tightly: "Guangyuan is looking for you to be a lobbyist?" ”

Zhao Gang leaned on the blue bricks of the main hall: "No." His Royal Highness the Seventh had never said a word to his ministers. When the minister went to visit, the Seventh Highness was lying drunk in the main hall, and the minister was ......"

"You think he's pitiful?" Emperor Zhizheng's voice was cold, and the meaning was unclear.

Zhao Gang didn't dare to raise his head.

Emperor Zhizheng was expressionless: "His imperial grandfather loved him the most during his lifetime, and all the emperors and grandchildren were not as favored as him, but he guarded the mausoleum for the first emperor for six years, so he couldn't keep it?" He liked to drink, so I gave him a few more jars. ”

Zhao Gang dared to say more.

In the harem and the East Palace, the queen and the crown prince smiled when they learned that the emperor had rewarded Zhao Guangyuan with several altars of tribute.

And when the rest of the people in Beijing learned about it, they were all secretive, shaking their heads and sighing.

The Seventh Highness is afraid that it will be abolished.