Chapter 420: Mean means, useless monarch

Palace Royal Study.
"I don't know how this prince will suddenly visit Qingguo?"
After the intense welcoming ceremony was held yesterday, the Western Prince’s prince was empty, and the prospective prince, Xue Wuyang and Huang Changsun, were greeted by the grand priest’s palace. This morning, the group’s ministers gathered again, and Yan Zhizhi was seated on the dragon chair. The three empty family members are sitting at the forefront of the ministers. In order to express their sincerity, today is not only the Minister of Culture and Civilization, but even the royal family members such as the Prince and the Prince of the Han Dynasty.
"The father of the emperor missed the three emperors, and did not want to overwhelm the Qingguo lord. The palace was accompanied by Wuyang and Qier." If the trouble is brought to the kingdom of the country, please ask the Lord forgiveness. ""
Sikong had prepared for it, and responded with kindness. The Western emperor loved the Three Emperors. It is a well-known thing in the world. It is also true that the Three Emperors did not return to the Qing Dynasty after four years of marriage. When the father missed his son, he sent his eldest son specially. Visiting, this is human nature, no one can pick up the problem, although everyone in the room does not believe that he secretly entered the country of Qing, just to find relatives is as simple as that.
"I don't know if Prince Edward can see the king of China?"
Everyone said this, Yan Yanzhi can only continue along his words, and I can’t help but feel a little worried. Although the recent feelings of Xiaohua’s couple seem to be better than before, but... let the Prince know the previous ones. Things, the marriage of the two countries will probably be shattered. Now the East is stunned, the North is ruined, the South Xinjiang is eager to move, and his body is getting worse and worse. If you break with the West, then the country will really It is all over the place.
"The palace sent people to meet under the imperial city, and has not seen the three emperors."
If he is told that he has been living in the Prince’s House recently, his face will be more ugly. If he had promised to help Ling Jingxuan delay the time, he really didn't mind to say it. Anyway, the Qingguo lord couldn't help him. At most, he was jealous of Yan Ruirui. For him, the emperor was not good, but after all, their positions were different. Well, he naturally hopes that other countries will be able to break down and try to break.
"This way, when the late Wangfu County Wangfufu enters the palace, your brothers can also be reunited."
Before that, they had to beat and beat them first. Yan Yuzhi thought that he had taken the lead. He did not know that he had already let the other party calculate it, not to mention the wiseness of the world’s Prince, who would only say two by his brother. If the sentence is good, then I will conclude that his life is good or bad.
"Thank you for your help."
Sikong squats slightly, and no one sees it. The bottom of his eyes flashes quickly. He finally knows why he smashed his mouth yesterday, only to meet for the second time. He almost saw Yan Zhizhi as a person.
"Huajun Wang Hao is not the emperor of the prince. The people in the capital know that the Wang Jun of the Chinese county has moved to the Prince's House for medical treatment and the step-child. Many people mentioned that he could not help but raise his thumb. The county king is simply the model of the world, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the first in the world."
A minister sitting across from him suddenly spoke up and said that he still gave a thumbs up to Sikong. He was not someone else. He was the brother of Liangzhu, and the cabinet of the cabinet, Jin Lingqi, who did not know the inside heard this. I can't think that the Chinese county is more capable, but Yan Yanzhi immediately squats down. His words are not wrong, but now the prince is deep in the Fuqing Palace, in case the Western Prince asks the old nine, or I want to visit the Prince’s Office. When there is no host reception, where is the face of Qingguo?
"Oh?"
The vision of Sikong’s interest has turned, and such a despicable means is also good to show off in front of him? Always sitting next to him, Xue Xueyang’s eyes are in danger. Even the little Sikong Qi smiled. Yan Yanzhi’s face was even more ugly. He wanted to swear, but he was too nervous to be present. Obviously, other ministers are gloating and have expectations. Only a very small number of people are really worried.
"Golden adults say that the king of the county is so good to Xiao Shizi that he has nothing to say, and he is not the only one who wins his own life."
"It is true that the wife of the lower official has praised it several times."
"It is also the blessing of the father and son of Huajun. If others ask for it, they will not ask for such a good lady."
"Yes Yes Yes.
A group of people headed by Kim Jong-soo have echoed. Who does not know the prestige of the Chinese county? This kind of deceitful words can only be used by the singer to find such a person who has just arrived. Although, people already know it in their hearts, in order to lead out the events of the Seven Emperors, they are able to help the Secretary to say so many good things, if this is good, if this is Sikong was present, and he might have thought that there would be a second Huajun Wang Hao in Qingguo.
Yan Yanzhi is mad at the smoke, and the prince, the prince, who knows the inside story, is also black. These people, in order to take the opportunity to kill the seven emperors and the queen, even the face of Qingguo is ignored, let’s say that Sikong knows which The inside story, the face of the Qing Dynasty royal family will be thrown clean.
"The Three Emperors have a special liking for the King of China. They love the house and the Ukrainian. It is also appropriate to love his children."
However, Sikong did not like them. They did not mention Yan Ruirui. They only talked about their younger brothers. However, Xue Wuyang quietly recorded the words of Jin Daren. When he saw Ling Jingxuan, he would like to ask, this golden man. What is it?
"That is, but it is also a loss of the princes, the doctors are skilled, and in just two months, they have cured the strange disease of Xiaoshizi. Otherwise, Wang Jun of Huajun County may be sad for the world."
Jin Lingqi still did not give up, and the words turned to Ling Jingxuan's body. If Sikong was stupid, he would definitely follow the words of him and ask about the princes, but Jin Lingyu was destined to be disappointed.
"Hey, it's so stuffy here, don't you say that you want to take me and Qier to go to the street today? What are we going to see when you see him?"
In the eyes of Xue Wuyang, the other party is already a dead person. He does not want to see their family entangled with him. He simply leans in his arms and sits up in front of the Qing emperor and all ministers. On the thigh of Sikong, his hands were weak and hooked on his neck, and he was willful in his arms.
"Is this not going to take you there?"
Swinging his waist, Sikong squatted and looked at the emperor of the upper position: "Let the king of the country see the jokes. The imperial city of Qingguo is not the same as the imperial city of the western country. Wuyang and Qier have long wanted to see it. I saw that this palace will take them back today."
"It’s a good thing that you can have a good relationship with the future Prince. You are also your elders. Since the future Prince and the Emperor Sun want to go outside, you can’t stay, and tomorrow, you will have a feast in the palace. Please pray for the prince."
Yan Yanzhi, who had long been angry with anger, resisted the radiant smile as much as possible, but what he didn't know was that the more he did, the more his smile seemed to be distorted.
"This palace is scheduled to take Wuyang and Qier to dinner, and leave!" After all, Sikong took the opportunity to stand up with Xue Wuyang, and Sikong Qi silently followed them, watching them disappear into sight, Yan Yanzhi no longer Concealing his anger, the sight of the fire glared at the golden shackles, the latter could not help but chill on the back. Just now, he only looked at the prince, so that he forgot the consequences of doing so. If he took the initiative to ask for mercy, he would undoubtedly tell others. It was indeed ulterior motives. It was already here. He did not retreat. He could only pretend to be ignorant of the anger of the emperor.
"Well, you are a golden shackle. If you really want to play with your hands, in order to guide the princes to notice the old nine husbands, you have to ignore the face of the prince and the royal family. Come here, give him away." Official uniform, put in the dungeon, wait for the Western Prince to be sent away, and then slowly dispose of you."
Yan Yanzhi fiercely slammed the case, his fingers trembled and pointed at the seemingly ignorant of Jin Lingqi, damn, they all alone, he is not an idiot? So the obvious calculation, I really thought he could not understand?
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Kim’s slammed down and yelled on the floor.
"Your Majesty, Jin Daren is also for the relationship between the two countries.
"The micro-ministers are seconding, sir, the golden man is awkward."
"Wei Chen seconded."
"Micro minister...
The ministers who had previously clashed with Kim Jong-soo stood up one by one. They were all one of the five emperors. They had already lost their glory and lost all their strengths. Jin Lingzhen was the brother of Liangzhu and the owner of the Jin family. When he was beaten into the dungeon, the five emperors’ mastery of the plan was completely ruined.
"Hey? Jin Ling, do you dare say a little selfishness?"
Yan Yanzhi is so angry that he can't grasp the evidence. If they die, they are not selfish. They are only for the peace of the two countries. Even if he is an emperor, they can't help them. If they are forced to do it, then Wenwu Baiguan was afraid that he would not dare to speak out in front of him.
This is the difference between Yan Yuzhi and Yan Ruirui. In exchange for Yan Ruirui, it is impossible for him to grasp both sides like him. As a result, both ends can't grasp it. Jin Lingqi dared to be so bold today, he was used to himself.
"We are not selfish, and there is no emperor to say those ideas. The ministers are united as the country, and the emperor is also inspected."
Looking up at his angry and angry eyes, Jin Lingqi said a word, and Yiyi said sharply.
"Golden man, sir, look down!"
Yan Yuzhi let Jin Lingqi give his chest a rapid ups and downs, but those people are still afraid of not killing him. They all shouted in unison, and the tall standing figure shook slightly. Next to Zhang Dezi’s eyes quickly held him, Yan Yuzhi sat down and pointed The anger of the golden shackles said: "Roll, all go out and roll, roll..."
This time, he was really a little angry. In the place he couldn't see, Jin Lingqi evoked the lips. The emperor was like this. When he met the ministers and rumors, he couldn't make up his mind. Under the evidence, he simply couldn’t help him.
"Chen and so on."
A member of the civil and military minister knows that he is still boring, and they stand up and retire. When everyone leaves, the prince hesitates to look at the emperor who is not breathing well in his dragon chair, and there is a little tangled in the eyes, for a while. I was helpless and sighed in my heart, and said, "The emperor takes care of the body and the younger brother retreats."
Jin Yuliang said that he has never said anything.
"Chen brother retired!"
The Prince of Han also followed his movements. The two turned almost at the same time. All of them just now, they all looked at the bottom of the eyes. The big emperor is really getting more and more... disappointing. Is it really because of his age? To be an emperor, it is a taboo after looking forward to him. How can he not even see this point? The former emperor brother was not like this. The two men who walked out of the royal study room exchanged their eyes in silence. It seems that the Daqing Dynasty should be replaced by an emperor.