Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!For the Qingling cypresses of the Nanling King, the Xiliang envoys could do nothing.

As the object of a headache, Feng Qingbai has no such consciousness at all.

Although he returned to Beijing, he did not go to the dynasty. He stayed in the Wangfu courtyard all day long and did nothing. Just looking at his little girl's refining medicine, she could see all day.

Liu Yusheng teased about this, the man has begun to slack off, this is a manifestation of the phenomenon of getting older.

However, this kind of teasing Liu Yusheng only said it once, and dare not say it later.

In a word, when she finished the medicine, the man did what he did, and spent the whole night telling her that slackness does not mean degeneration or lethargy.

Called the history of blood and tears.

The king of Nanling neglected government affairs and state affairs, and the court officials did not dare to blame. Every day, they worked hard to pretend to be a good man. They tried to pretend that the king of Nanling had not returned to the dynasty. It was normal for a person who did not return to the dynasty to appear in the court.

They pretended to be serious, and this wind and ink made people crazy.

"No, no, not at all!" Quickly flipping through a copy of the book, Feng Mohan tried to find the only words and phrases in the fold that complained to the king of Nanling that he was not going to the dynasty. None of them!

Throwing those folds on the desk with force, Feng Mohan's face was black and angry, "All are a group of greedy people who are afraid of death! Just say a word, even if you mention a few words obscurely, can the uncle give this Do they wear small shoes?!"

It made him unable to find an excuse to catch Uncle to help with government affairs!

What use does he want these rice buckets!

No one is intimate!No one can save him dim sum!

"Yes." Next to the desk, Liu Zhixia approved the copywriting without raising his head. He was not scared by the little emperor's anger.

Hearing a word suddenly, Feng Mo froze, "What will happen?"

"Will wear small shoes."

Feng Mohan, "..." with the temperament that the uncle Sui Ji must retribution, indeed.

So he needs to make some excuses on the discount, otherwise he would not dare to rush to touch the mold.

Or could he be so angry?It was because he was eager for the help of the uncle, but he dared not be the early bird.

He is the emperor. Why did he lead the soldiers to benefit the courtiers?He is a character who should sit in the rear of the big school.

His eyes moved slightly, and Feng Mohan looked at the man who was conscientiously working, and gathered together, "Uncle Xia--"

"Emperor, Weichen’s official duties have been scheduled until mid-September. If there is still something to do, trouble the emperor to find other courtiers, so as to prevent the Weichen from overwork and death. I am a great country in Nanling, with a large number of talents. Isn't the one who can use it easily? The Emperor Huiyan, just took the opportunity to tap more talents, and also let Xiliang Manyi look at the strength of our country."

The little emperor's words were suddenly stuck in his throat and could not be spit out.

He was dizzy and forgot to know that Uncle Xia's shrewdness was not under the Emperor's Uncle, only that Uncle Xia had been in and out of the officialdom just a few years ago, and still retained a little bit of humanity.

Now the emperor has completely stocked him, and only Zhishu and Yuan Lao are left with him.

Zhi Xia, he touched the nail here, and there was an old Yuan, he didn't even want to use it.

The old guy was in his 90s, and he was frightened when he watched him walking on a normal day, fearing that his feet would be unstable, and he would be lost. Then the emperor's back would be back.

He did nothing.

Therefore, to the old Yuan, not only can't be called, but also away as far as possible.

Thinking of this, Feng Mohan grabbed the ground with his head, "It's boring, it's boring."

"Although the prince is irrelevant now, if he is asked to come to the palace to sit down, he should not refuse. Do we have to send a message for the emperor, and let the lord come over to test the growth of the emperor during this time?"

Feng Mohan sits upright and draws a small stack of documents piled up in front of Liu Zhixia. "What Uncle Xia said is that I devoted my life to Jiangshan Sheji, and everything should be done by myself. I will read the papers here, and I also want to know Uncle Xia's mercy. "

"We can see that the emperor is so diligent, and he is very relieved."

Comfort you-the nephew's elder brother!Feng Mohan laughed and quietly bowed his head to work.

The people around him were all irritating, and the emperor did a shit job, never before.

"By the way, the day for negotiating with Xiliang has been set. Tomorrow afternoon, it will be in the Temple of Supreme Harmony, Uncle Xia, what action will you take on Xiliang?"

"Isn't the emperor sent someone to stare secretly at the post?"

"We sent people here to stare, and naturally we knew that we were being watched, what we didn't say, but no one said it. We couldn't do much if we were watched?"

"Don't worry, there is a prince there."

It was a perfunctory sentence. Even the talking man's eyelids were not lifted, and Feng Mohan was comforted.

With the uncle there, everything is worry-free.

The uncle is his Dinghai god needle, the treasure of the country.

At this time, outside the gate of the Nanling Palace, a carriage stopped, the curtain opened, and Ba Nian came out from inside.

Looking up, looking at the four characters of Nanling Wangfu hidden on the plaque in front of the Wangfu Gate, Ba Nian flashed his eyes and stepped forward.

"The Xiliang envoy group Ba Nian came to visit the King of Nanling, please also hand in words."

"Ba Nian? But Xi Liang Huang? Please wait a moment, the small first go through." The porter glanced at Ba Nian, responding in a humble and humble manner, and then turned back to spread the word.

This reaction made Ba Nian's eyes darker by two points.

Even a small porter in the mansion could not change his face after seeing his identity as the Emperor Xi Lianghuang, it must have been the calmness that he experienced after seeing countless big figures.

King Nanling, wind cypress.The deeper this person understands him, the more he becomes more dreaded.

"Oh? Seeing Emperor Xiliang?" In the flower hall, the man who was embarrassed by Emperor Xiliang was being called to wash the little toys that the babies played on weekdays, and the floor of the flower hall was sprinkled with water.

This kind of thing is usually taken care of by the little maidservant. Today, the majesty of the Nanling king prospered because he annoyed his little girl.

Last night, the energy was too high, and now the little girl is looking for various things to consume his energy.

Dry the last building block and set it aside, then Feng Qingbai threw a rag in his hand and stood up.

"Let him wait, if people haven't left in the afternoon, please come in again."

"Yes." The porter exited respectfully.

The prince did not say any excuses to send people, but this kind of thing is the strength of his porter, and there is no need to teach.

I have been a king's concierge for many years, and there are not thousands or hundreds of people sent. I have enough experience.

So after the concierge went out, he was simple and rude to the people who were at the door. "Our prince is playing toys with the princess. I'm too busy to entertain the guests. The prince said, I have time in the afternoon. If you have urgent matters, you may wish to start Waiting here, there is only one and a half hours left in the afternoon, not long."

At that moment, from Ba Nian who had a good temper and patience, he only felt a anger and rushed straight from the top of his heart.