She explained while observing the performance of Erbao. She saw that Erbao's eyes were wet, and she understood the colour. Although she looked cute, she lacked a bit of spirit. She was not as smart as Po. She couldn't help but slightly raised her eyebrows and showed some pity.
“Ma'am, not every dog is as spiritual as Po. However, Erbao is at least Po's brother. Just train more.” Bishui's expression was wrong and she hurried to comfort her.
“I know. Every dog is a different person, and Baobao also has the loveliness of Baobao. It's not fair to me to always compare Baobao to it. Now that I've decided to feed it, I'll show all my patience.” Monsanto Elm spoke and stamped a kiss on Erbao's forehead.
Erbao felt the love of the master, humming and spreading delicacies, teasing Monsanto Elm with a low laugh, the depressing atmosphere swept away. Sister Feng came in with a wooden box full of joy.
“Ma'am, this is the dog card sent by the housekeeping office. You put it on Erbao.” Open the wooden box, a jade size, hollow sandalwood nameplate with a cloud pattern laying on black velvet, the five golden motifs of 'Erbao Bituangu' are very eye-catching, and even more eye-catching is the golden seal at the bottom of the dog card.
“How could it be so fast?” Meng Sangyu picked up the nameplate and asked with her fingers and bellies covered with gold marks.
“Lord Changxi ordered the craftsmen to hurry day and night.” Sister Feng's teeth were blind with a smile. Her mother had just received the phoenix seal. Who can't give the Bituo palace three faces?
“Well, Yin Cui, take out the clothes that Po used to wear. I'll put on Erbao and tie up his nameplate. You can take him out to play later. ”
Skew the nameplate in a calf leather, and Monsanto Elm is longer than Erbao's neck. Bishui dropped his head and carefully weighed the nameplate. He exclaimed with envy. “This brand is so expensive. Even if there are no five pen words, this nail cover size gold seal alone is enough for Erbao to walk across the palace.” If Bao had one of these, why not? "
Her unfinished words disappeared in Sister Feng's cough.
Monsanto Elm smiled a bit bitter and said sarcastically, "Fake goods are no substitute for real goods! One by one. Po's bad luck didn't catch up. ”
Bishui and Sister Feng shook their heads. Yin Cui found a small cotton padded jacket, and the master servant joined forces to replace Erbao. At this time, a eunuch stood outside the temple and asked for it.
“Come on in, you got it?” Monsanto Elm waved him in and asked in a low voice.
“Returning to her mother, dozens more impeached the Grandfather, all pressed down by the Emperor. The slaughter of prisoners of war was originally authorized by the Emperor and had nothing to do with the Grandfather, nor was the Prince making a scene up there.” The eunuch bowed down and reported the news.
“Good, go down and get the reward.” Withdrawal of the eunuch, Meng Sangyu's face thought deeply: the slaughter of prisoners of war was the Emperor's authorization. If it was to be detrimental to the Meng family, through this impeachment, he could force his father to surrender his military power and put a thousand ancient names on the Meng family's back. The father had no physical evidence, no witnesses, had to break his teeth and swallow blood, and was expelled from the hall in an extremely humiliating manner.
Instead of doing that, he took responsibility. What was he going to do? Besides, why were you talking to yourself yesterday? Did he see anything? Mengsang Elm frontal horn is sore and feels like he can't guess the mind of a man anyway. It's just that, anyway, the father will surrender his military power and serve in a book. There's no need to be afraid of men's calculations, you just have to do it without change.
Feeling the hidden danger behind the incident, Monsanto Elm clenched his fist, his guard against the man had just diminished and intensified.
Qingqing Palace, Zhou Wudi is still handling the folds of mountains. Changxi guarded in front of the palace and saw a eunuch walking slowly with a tray. He hurriedly reached out and stopped him. “Why? ”
“Duke Chang Xi, the Emperor has already healed and can turn the green card.” The eunuch answered quietly. The Emperor has not passed the green card for a long time, and he dared not bring it without permission, but he was appreciated by several mothers, thinking that there was no danger to his life anyway, why not come and visit.
Greenhead? To the eunuch of the chamber! Chang Xi immediately reacted and waved to let the eunuch in. The Princess De Fei is very well, she should be able to sleep, wait, the Emperor's dark circle will not disappear for the rest of her life. He secretly said.
“Slaves have only met the Emperor.” The eunuch went to the palace and knelt.
“What is it?” asked Emperor Zhou.
“Back to the Emperor, the slaves are here to give the green card, please choose.” The eunuch took the first steps and held the tray in front of the man.
Greenhead? Zhou Wudi looked up at the tray and saw Mulberry Elm's name tag mixed with the crowd princesses, like a chosen goods, suddenly felt abnormal hatred. Why are his mulberry elms so cheap, picky and playful? Thinking that the fake had also picked up the name tag of the mulberry elm, he had an obscene mind about the mulberry elm, and his dark eyes turned red when he stood.
“Chang-hee, drag this slave out and hit 50!” He laid down his pen and shouted with bravery.
Frequently surprised, he summoned two guards to pull the frightened eunuch out. When the tray fell to the ground, the green card scattered.
“Burn all these signs! Don't show up in front of me!” Disgusting aside, when the name tags had been cleaned up, he was just a little queasy and asked, "Has Toshio moved back? ”
“Back to the Emperor, moved back.” Chang Xi bowed down and answered.
“Well, get out.” The dull face of the man softened down, picked up the pen and continued to batch and fold, but at a much faster pace than before, slightly raising the corner of his mouth in a straight line.
Chang Xi measured the Emperor's expression in secret. He stepped back as he said ‘difficult to predict' in his heart.