The Blackened Male God Always Wants To Set A Routine For Me

Originally, Su Yan watched two hours a day or so of folding, and it ended.

As a result, now, day after day, it's soaking in a folding pile.

Early morning viewing fold.

It's kind of hard to get out.

She winks.

Look at Stu laughing.

She lowered her head silently and continued to look carefully at her rhythm.

One day at a time in the royal study with Stu.

Occasionally, Su Smoke would ask a few questions about a book.

Stu Xiu sat next to him drinking tea and answered with a few words.

Su Yan was too busy to have sex with each other. He folded one copy and read it.

Stu Shu is leisure.

The red robe drank and drank again.

Time flies, it's been a month.

Above the hall.

Stu Shu is still sitting nearest to Su Yan.

The posture is lazy and careless.

Half the people in the hall changed.

Lord Ning has not yet been released.

Still locked up in jail.

I hear there's only half a life left.

Stay a little longer, I'm afraid.

Above the chapel, no more to his courtsman.

Even one can't escape, afraid of being implicated.

The breakthrough in the performance also went from extrajudicial benevolence to severe punishment.

Qing Wan is still shouting

“If you have anything to do, please play and step back. ”

Followed by speeches from all over the Chapel.

- Officer, get up on your knees.

“Your Majesty, the southern regions have been raining heavily for a month in a row, crops have been destroyed, houses have collapsed and the silver to feed the victims has been broadcast, and Your Majesty is requested to make a decision. ”

Su Yan listened to this sudden question. She looked at Stu.

Stu couldn't help but look down and wonder what he was thinking.

Su Smoke pulled out the fold.

She's seen it.

I have also seen Stuart's solution.

Tax deductions, opening positions, broadcasting silver.

Actually, something like this, a month ago, was definitely not going to show up in the chapel.

Because it's all in the Imperial Palace. I reported it to Stu.

Now it's on the bright side.

Which means he's going to ask her to deal with it?

Su Cigarette held the fold in her hand. After half a noise, she made a noise.

“How long is the heavy rain expected to last? ”

“According to the statesman's fortune, another half month. ”

Su Yan, listen carefully.

“This year's taxes in the South do not have to be paid.

The silver will be dialed again as previously dialed. ”

She finished her pause.

Follow me.

“Samurai of the Ritual Ministry. ”

“Subordinate”

An official knelt on the ground.

“To appoint you as Minister of Chinchilla, to release the judge and the silver, not to distribute silver to the people for the purpose of building houses and for the purpose of giving warmth. ”

“Subject, obey. ”

Finished, Su Yan again

“The soldier of the army. ”

“Subordinate”

“You led 3,000 banned troops stationed outside the capital to support them.

If I find out that the courtesan has not reassured the people, your head must remain in the south. ”

Warlord of the army rushed to command

“Yes."

Let the courtesan do the thing, but he needs his head to do it poorly.

Give him 3,000 forbidden men and let him go with you.

What's that supposed to mean?

Supervision.

Qin Dynasty, has the power to behead the trailer.

Send him to supervise with the 3,000 SS.

This pen is huge.

Hao left the city, and it is estimated that the entire people of Beijing knew that he had gone to save the people.

If it doesn't work.

Don't say the Empress then.

People all over the city had to drown him.

Disaster relief, large and small, is the first time such an order has been received.

After all, they used to send people to deliver things.

Hand it over to the local government for distribution.

It's just that the road is far away, the layers are exploited, and when we get down there, the silver leaves half to the people, which is good news.

Who dares corrupt an official when he comes out like this?