“Send the dog out first, it's just healed, don't get too close to it!” When I walked to the table, I saw that Mulberry Elm was also tending to follow me around. I held Erbao in my arms. How does that seem to hinder my eyes? Zhou Wudi silently commanded me.
“Yes.” I noticed the man's aversion to Erbao. Meng Sangyu didn't feel any difference and gave Erbao to Nanny Feng to hug him out.
The emperor has always hated hairy animals, which is well known in the palace. He was able to find a second treasure for himself and deliver it personally to the Palace of Cining, and Monsanto Elm was indeed a little touched. The man seemed to have a little heart for her, but she was not ecstatic about it, but rather began to calmly calculate how much she could benefit from his sincerity. Her love was long gone.
At last, Zhou Wudi's face was slightly blurred when he saw Mulberry Elm's arms empty. He picked up the pen and quickly wrote down the five lines of the Biao Palace Erbao, and stamped his own private seal.
The sole possession of the Emperor's dominant leaping paper, these powerful handwriting with the seal of the corner is priceless outside, but used to make a small dog card, the Princess De is really a crowded celestial creature. Chang Xi blew the handwriting dry while defaming his belly.
“The emperor's calligraphy is refined again!” Monsanto Elm picked up the handkerchief and admired it, exclaiming.
“How do you know that my creation has improved?” Zhou Wudi held her in his arms and squeezed her nostrils in a dramatic manner to see how she could remedy it. Mulberry Elm gradually relaxed his guard and occasionally revealed one or two horses and feet, which he found interesting.
“Ah, by instinct. The Emperor's words are smoother than the last one!” Mengsang Elm's eyes glistened, but he understood, and the delicate appearance was called a man who could not love.
“Haha, the last time I wrote it was a script, the writing was clear, and the structure was neat. This time I wrote a book, and the pen and painting were connected, and it seemed to be flowing smoothly.” Zhou Wudi Lang laughed, pinched Mulberry Elm's cheek, and drowned darkness in his heart: smart little things, thanks to you for coming up with these reasons!
Meng Sang Yu smiled, his eyes turned, and led the conversation away, “Your Majesty, your last concubine of the Champson has been done, will you look?” She walked to the side of the room and took out two incense bags, one big and one small, all in the style of Jubao Six, with a hint of plum flowers coming out of the fabric room, which was very refreshing.
When Zhou Wudi's eyes lit up, he took the incense bag and placed it on his nose and sniffed it gently. He ripped a delightful smile on his face, “Help me tie it. ”
Monsanto Elm promised, bowing his head to tie the incense bag to his waist, slightly revealing a half-cut pink neck that looked very sweet and delicious. His constantly shivering eyelashes were curly and curly, making people scratch itchy. Zhou Wudi's eyes darkened and his throat slid up and down. Finally, he couldn't help but reach out and hold her in his arms and lie down on a soft couch.
“Your Majesty, it is daytime and this is the Palace of Cinin!” Monsanto Elm looked back and quickly whispered a reminder. He stood up and saw that the palace people in the palace had long been expelled by Chang Xi.
“Tomorrow you go back to the Palace!” The man pressed her back under his back, his eyes red and his voice dull.
Why do you want it if you don't want it? Calming down, Monsanto Elm suddenly raised a rebellious mind. Indeed, the sweet words of men, gentle care, are meant to get women's flesh to make the final mattress! She secretly defamed herself, but her face was lost in spring, and she dragged the man's clothes and cheeks. “But the concubine has a lot to learn. She managed a queen palace, and the concubine was terrified. Please forgive the concubine for a while. ”
Zhou Wudi's eyes darkened for a moment, took a deep breath and sat upright, holding the woman to her knees, tidying up her messy coat, while unwittingly opening, "Your father slaughtered 100,000 prisoners of war at the border guard, the blood spilled stained the white meadows red, the bloody smell of the sky attracted the vultures of the plateau thousands of miles away, like clouds cannot go. I received a lot of impeachment today. ”
Monsanto Elm's fists clenched and looked straight at the man.
“Many ministers complained that he was unjust, brutal and unworthy of the seal of command, and feared rebellion after a day or two. What do you think?” Zhou Wudi, playing with her shallowy fingertips, seemed to ask inadvertently.
Hearing the word 'biophobic', Monsanto Elm's heart contracted and his brain started spinning at high speeds. Slightly discretionary, she tries to say, “How can a concubine comment on the affairs of the previous dynasty? ”
“You are the daughter of Lord Meng, I would like to hear your opinion. It's okay, it's just you and me here, but if it's okay, I won't blame you!” Zhou Wudi kissed her fingertips and drowned her face.
The man was always the same, he got his assurance, Meng Sangyu set his mind and slowly said, “My concubine dares to ask the Emperor, if he does not kill these 100,000 prisoners of war, can the Emperor place them in all their ways? Use them as slaves? Draw out a plot of land for them to cultivate? Or have them mixed up with my people, so that they may be summoned and assimilated with the merciful religion of the week? ”
When she saw a man twisting his eyebrows and showing his worries, she was sure, "None of this is the way to go. The barbarian is a martial arts man, who lives a bloodthirsty life and whose wildness has long been implanted in the bone marrow. The humiliation of defeat, combined with the hatred of the deceased, is deep-rooted and irrevocable in their hostility to the week. These 100,000 prisoners of war are young men. What difference does it make to leave them with a tiger? In a few years, it must be my heart and soul of the week, and I'm afraid the war will start again! Has the Emperor forgotten the mess in Kiryu ten years ago? Thousands of prisoners of war settled in Tongcheng suddenly rioted, luring barbarian troops into the city and killing tens of thousands of people in the city, including their own Han wives and children. Tiger poison is yet to be eaten, so it can be seen that the barbarians are naturally brutal, inhumane and cannot be left behind! ”
Speaking of which, seeing the man show a thoughtful expression, Monsanto Elm lips, continued to say, “The only way to deal with such abusers is to repress the violence in order to kill them and give them total cold! How many swordsmen can I spare and how many families can I save? Father is also doing this for the sake of the country, please bear in mind the Emperor! ”
There is war, there is killing, and that is inevitable. Monsanto Elm is not the Virgin Mary and will not be alienated, disgusted or even scolded by his father's hand dyeing blood. Her father was the one who gave her life and raised her, and in her heart, 100,000 lives were no more than those of her father. Is it wrong to be a child's parent? She doesn't think so.