Chapter 72: Lang Rides a Bamboo Horse and Goes Around the Bed to Make Green Plums!

Shen Cangsheng solemnly put on an official hat for Wang Shanhe.

"Elder Wang, please help the common people!"

Shen Cangsheng saluted towards Wang Shanhe.

And those noisy officials did not dare to come out.

Originally, they thought.

Wang Shanhe is such an important minister, they can also take a sip of soup with them, and maybe they can also let their own people control some military power.

Because, Shen Cangsheng's idea, in their opinion, is simply a fantasy.

I want to rely on a checkpoint to keep the north out of the country for thousands of years.

It's a dream.

However, what they never expected was that Wang Shanhe did not refuse because of the human and financial resources spent.

Just because.

The crown prince Shen Cangsheng will be scolded by the world.

Simply for this reason.

Seeing Shen Cangsheng saluting towards Wang Shanhe, their eyes showed fear.

If Wang Shanhe agrees, what qualifications do they have to object?

Basically, they are just selfish people who follow the big guys and want to profit from them.

Why didn't Shen Cangsheng look at them?

Because, they can't get into Shen Cangsheng's eyes yet.

Shen Wushu can't be ignored.

However, Shen Cangsheng can.

"Your Highness~~~"

Wang Shanhe stood up tremblingly.

Shen Cangsheng helped Wang Shanhe and said, "Elder Wang, this palace needs you!"

Shen Cangsheng sat on the chair again and said, "Take all the people who just spoke, take them all, it just so happens that there is a shortage of people in this palace!"

Speaking, without waiting for them to speak, the twelve people behind Shen Cangsheng immediately started to do so, and they did it directly on the Chaotian Palace.

Remove the black yarn.

Take off your official robes.

was taken straight down.

Shen Cangsheng looked around and said, "Now, which of you still has opinions?" It doesn't matter, you can speak freely as much as you want, and this palace will definitely not stop you!"

Can.

Watching those individuals being rudely pulled away, do they still dare to have an opinion?

Shen Wushu on the dragon chair only felt a burst of refreshment at this time.

I thought in my heart: "I am the emperor and I haven't had the pleasure of the crown prince yet!"

Everyone wants to sit on this dragon chair, but they don't know that being in this position means that they will be bound for a lifetime.

It's like these officials who find fault every time.

What can you do with them?

At every turn, you will be given the name of a tyrant through the ages, a prince of the ages.

Enough for you.

Now, Shen Wushu only felt in his ears, so quiet.

I'm not a faint king, you just have to agree, what are you fooling about?

At this time, Wang Buchan opened his eyes in a daze.

"It's over?"

Wang Buchan seemed to be a little confused.

I saw the old tears of Wang Shanhe.

Surprised.

"Yo He, Lao Wang, why are you crying?"

For Wang Shanhe, Wang Buchan naturally knows, and Wang Buchan also knows that no matter how much Wang Shanhe opposes Shen Cangsheng, Wang Shanhe will be fine.

Because, Wang Shanhe and their position are different.

Wang Shanhe is simple, just for Shen Cangsheng.

Wang Shanhe looked at Wang Buchan and snorted, "Old Wang, are you looking for trouble?"

Two old kings.

It was pinched in the Chaotian Hall in the open.

......

Huangshan Mansion, one of the seventy-two prefectures.

In the government.

The lord of Huangshan Mansion sat in the hall with a sad face.

"What kind of stuff are they, impeaching the official all day long, is it interesting? Saying that the official eats the banquet in the restaurant for nothing, the sesame thing is bigger, and the whole day is endless. ”

"Don't let this official catch your pigtails, hum!"

A fat man, dressed in an oversized official uniform.

On the table is a roast suckling pig.

I saw the fat man tear off a pig's trotter and gnaw it.

"It smells so good!"

"In life, it's better to have pig's trotters!"

The fat man became happy again.

Gulping down pig's trotters.

"Your Excellency!"

Suddenly, a government soldier broke in.

The fat man threw down the pig's trotters and looked at the visitor with an ugly face.

He hates nothing more than being disturbed while he eats.

"My lord, someone is holding a banquet today, and the invitation is here!"

The soldiers obviously know what kind of character their adults have.

Hurriedly finished speaking in one breath, and presented a red invitation with both hands.

The fat man heard the word banquet.

There was a gleam in his eyes.

Can you eat and drink for nothing again?

The fat man stretched out his greasy fat hand.

It is very similar to the pig's trotters that he didn't finish gnawing.

"The daughter of the Lu family is going to marry the son of the Liu family today. ”

Fu Bing said.

The fat man listened.

I was stunned.

He asked, "Whose daughter did you say?"

The soldiers were puzzled, so they said again: "The daughter of the Lu family!"

The fat man's legs trembled.

"Is the Liu family looking for death?"

A roar pierced through the roof.

Huangshan Mansion is located in Huangshan City.

At this time, outside the city of Huangshan.

"The maple leaves of Huangshan Mansion are the most famous, if it is autumn, the maple leaves here can simply dye the sky red, especially the green plum fruits on the mountain, so sweet. ”

A group of four people.

Shen Cangsheng was dressed in white and held a paper fan in his hand.

Walking slowly.

Behind him was Si Qi following, and there was a man in black.

Shen Cangsheng followed his feet, and there was a little monk.

The little monk is different from other monks, holding a Buddhist bead in one hand and a ...... in the other Flagon.

Once in a while, take a sip of wine.

Burp.

"Hehe, what's so beautiful about the maple leaf? The poor monk told you, the poor monk recently made a friend, have you ever seen blood-red hair? Blood-red eyes? This friend of the poor monk, from the perspective of the poor monk, will definitely become the same existence as the poor monk in the future!"

Si Qi touched the little monk's bald head.

"Is it also a Buddhist patriarch?"

The little monk is the medicine I don't know.

Yao didn't know how to shake his head.

said: "I want him to become a ghost path ancestor!"

"Don't you know, in his eyes, it's like there is a powerful ghost, and the thief is good-looking!"

Si Qi shuddered.

In the eyes, there are ghosts?

Shen Cangsheng just smiled lightly.

said: "Back then, this palace took you away, and now, everything is handled by you!"

When the man in black heard Shen Cangsheng's words, he immediately knelt down.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

This man in black is named Sima Changqing!

Sima Changqing was born in Huangshan City.

Just an orphan.

An orphan living next to the Lu family, a big family in Huangshan City.

When he was a child, Sima Changqing's favorite thing was to secretly pick green plum fruits on the mountains outside Huangshan City.

A little girl from the Lu family.

Every time the green plums are ripe, at the back door of the Lu family, the little girl always brings a small stool and waits for Sima Changqing.

Sima Changqing got up in the middle of the night and went out of the city to climb the mountain to pick green plums for the little girl.

Every time it was delivered to the little girl, the green plum fruit was still dewy.

The little girl looked at the green plum fruit, revealing a small dimple, and the dew on the green plum fruit was reflected out, Sima Changqing, and felt that the little girl's smile was the most beautiful thing in the world.

The little girl sat on a small stool and chewed on a green plum fruit, and Sima Changqing always rode his foal made of bamboo.

Tell the little girl.

Future.

He must have been a great general.

The invincible kind.

The little girl smiled.

Sima Changqing roared and rode his foal around the little girl.

When the foal can no longer hum Sima Changqing.

When the little girl no longer sits on a small stool.

The two found out that they had both grown up.

"A little beggar dares to spread wild in my Lu family, get out!"

Sima Changqing was beaten out.

"You, won't you pick green plum fruits for me?"

Sima Changqing smiled.

"Wait for me!"

That year.

Sima Changqing was taken away and went for twelve years.

Now, with the green plum fruit, he is here.