Chapter 75: Tyrant's blackening crisis [End]

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In the ten years of Jiaxing, under the rule of the Emperor of the Emperor, the public and private warehouses were full, the people lived and worked in peace, the country and the people were in peace, and the river was clear.
The emperor of the armed forces of Lou Jiaruo likes to use violence to violently, but he cannot tolerate a trace of chaos.
During the reign, it was really a smuggling of a group of so-called rivers and lakes who were banned by martial law and hooligans in the name of righteousness. Together with this, there were also corrupt officials who were hidden in the group of officials. Anyone who finds out is the treatment of copying the house, and it is not tolerant!
The emperor did not follow the established rules. The following people had to carefully speculate on the Holy Spirit. For a time, the integrity of the middle and lower dynasty was great, even if the family had more money, he carefully cautiously picked up his tail and was afraid of being caught.
The status quo of the treasury is full, at least half of the credit goes to the
selfless dedication
of the guilty officials, and the image of Lou Jiaruo’s tyranny is deeply rooted in this.
And the only remaining sacred woman in the palace - the Queen Wen Wen is in the folk style, it is a decade of tyranny, no one tolerate. Do not believe? I didn’t even see the imperial person in the emperor, I didn’t dare to have a blind man!
If it were not for a few years, the Queen successively gave birth to a royal family and gave birth to a child and a woman. It is estimated that the Empress Dowager, who had long been eating vegetarian food, could not sit still.
Wen Ru, who was used as a negative textbook by the people to educate his own prostitute, does not care what others think of her, because it is another three-year show of the women’s election, although Lou Jiaruo can’t be guilty, but Yu’s family’s Xiaozhengtai also arrived. When choosing a wife.
Wen Ru is sitting in the high position, casually watching the showgirls who show their talents according to the singer's name. The girls who can go to the end are actually good, but unfortunately, there is only one less meat, and only one of them can be divided.
She stroked the Elvis Presley, who was sitting on the side of the chair. The voice was lazy and elegant: "The daughter of the servant has both a good and a good reputation."
The girl in the hall was swayed by the name of the girl. When the Qingyin’s melody was wrong, a note was mistaken, and the heart was cold and half-hearted.
Looking at her scared face, Wen couldn’t help but laugh, she’s not a savage beast, why is it so frightening that...
She doesn't explain it at the moment, but just tells the episode as a joke to the emperor at night.
Lou Jiaruo held her fragrant shoulder and said bluntly: "But every woman thinks that she will be happy in the future when she wants to live under the hands of a master who can't be accommodated."
Wen Ruyi: "..." I hate to ride, and leaned over and took a bite on his chin.
The beetle was itchy and crisp on the lower jaw, and the building was inadvertently moved. Stretching out from the edge of the hem, the skin is as smooth and delicate as ever, and ten years of time seems to have never stopped on her.
Lou Jiaru turned over and gently pressed her underneath, slowly stroked and touched: "The more the children took the lanterns with their younger brothers and sisters, they didn't come back so soon." On the face of a serious, the bottom of the hand does not swim. stop.
Wen Ruo was touched by him, but he still struggled. At this time, Lou Jiaruo was the best speaker. She writhed her body to avoid it. The voice was soft and tempting. People: "It has been so many years, Let me go out of the palace, and don't go back and see, it's almost the age of the end of life."
Lou Jiaruo picked up her dress and leaned over her pink mouth, blurring: "After another year, I will accompany you out of the palace in a year, and you want to go where you are..."
Wen Ru is now overjoyed, pushing his handsome face hard, feeling the paper pen hidden under the pillow and hanging a short and superb guarantee in the air, and let him sign and draw in front of him.
At that time, Lou Jiaruo had already faded her clothes to half-naked, and her skin was better than snow. The black hair was long and half-pillowed. His face was not obvious, and his heart was already hot. How can he stop and follow? She plays tricks that don't help the wind.
When Lou Jia took the paper and smashed it into the couch, she took her slender waist and went straight into it: "When you say it, take it seriously..."
Emperor Jinkou Yuyan, a promise of gold, since she promised to accompany her out of the palace a year later will not renege, but pity the eldest son of the eleventh year of the King of the Kings Jingyue - from then on there is no gap with the brothers and sisters to play, in addition to the classic interpretation Written study, riding a martial arts daily exercise, but also set aside when the emperor is in the DPRK, try to deal with government affairs...
Whenever his son wants to cry without tears, Lou Jiaru will touch his head, and he will not sigh with emotion: "If you want to blame you, you can’t stop your mother, rest assured, and there will be emperors in the future. You are suffering."
The more the building, the less courageous to go to the mother after the trouble, can only go back to the palace and screaming at the mission of the son of Elvis Presley, 主, the main sin servant, the father debts to pay...
In the autumn of Jiaxing in the eleventh year, Wen Xing, who was full of enthusiasm, was unfortunately recruited again. The world was congratulated. She had to follow the advice of Lou Jiaruo and wait until she gave birth to Liner. On the same day, the Prince of the Kings Jing Yue in the Yu Wangfu heartfeltly toasted with the Emperor, the father finally won him for more than a year.
At the end of the late 12th year of Jiaxing, the empress gave birth to a son. In the same autumn, the emperor went up and down, and Yu Yuwang was the assistant minister. Together with the three publics, he assisted the Taizilou Jingyue in the interim period. The time limit was not fixed...
At that time, the weather was high, the breeze was cold, and the face was not cold. The floor of the 13th floor of the virtual age stood in the city, and the tears looked at his unconscioned mother with three younger brothers and sisters. Waved to say goodbye to yourself.
On the side of Yu Wang patted his shoulder sympathetically: "In fact, it is also very beneficial to sit on this position. Your Highness should not learn the fear of your father. After more than two years, you will choose a few scorpions. Your grandmother will definitely be very happy."
Lou Jing squinted at him: "The father's child is one more than the uncle's." Yu Wang is speechless, but this is a pain that he can't say. Yu Wangfu is a wife and a wife. So far, there are only two children and one daughter. Compared with the three brothers who only have one wife, there is still a male.
This kind of thing can't be compared with people who are mad at people - Yu Wang Qing Cough: "Don't look at it, go on, and your Highness will be a few more years, and there will be today."
The slower and slower the floor, the next sentence, the head turned back to the city: "It will not take so long, waiting for my baby to be eleven years old, but also annoyed that the Emperor will carefully assist."
Yu Wang: "..." He is only more than 30 years old. He has been white-haired by the government, and he will be assisted by the son of Huangfu in the future. Did he owe their father and son? ! How is this child's mouth so poisonous...
Wen Ru, who has been locked up in the deep palace for more than ten years, is completely crazy. With two small radish heads and the fat cat who can't walk, all the way to stop, where to play where to drill.
The kind and simple people have never seen a tiger dressed in a bee with two small wings on their backs, even if it is obediently carrying a purse to buy snacks, it is also fearful how far to hide.
Elvis, who couldn't get what he liked, was very angry. It swept over the other's stalls with one tail, swallowed a big tongue, and swallowed two sweet noodles. After finishing the squatting in front of the booth, he screamed and stared at the stall owner. The thick fore paws played with the delicate embroidered purse, as if to say, come and take it, to get the money, the man is not the kind of person who eats white food!
The small boss of the pinch-faced person has seen such a scene. I don’t know what it is. I can only sit in the same place with trepidation. I don’t dare to move it. It’s not too much to say.
At this time, a beautiful little girl ran across, wearing a pink double butterfly flower shirt, combed two flowers on her head, holding a string of crystal clear gem flowers, a smile There are shallow pear vortexes on the cheeks. She bent over and picked up the money bag that was protected by the tiger in her claws. She took a piece of broken silver from her hand and stuffed it into the hands of the rafter: "The Elvis is very awkward and does not hurt people."
She turned back and licked her head, smiling, and the voice was crisp like a silver bell: "Don't run around, be careful to be slaughtered and eaten."
The stall owner squeezed the broken silver mouth and twitched, lying ‘slot! It doesn't matter if you don't eat people, who can still rush to death after so long...
The woman in front took the seven-year-old son to go shopping in the west. Lou Jiaruo held the child in the middle of the house and followed the unhurriedly, and Li Gonggong, who was surrounded by Yu Xinyi: "Let the wind look at the little princess." A little, don't touch it."
"Gailuo, look at the things I have chosen for you, do you like it?" Wen Ruo was crowded in a pile of people, holding a sapphire scorpion and turning back to laugh at him.
At the beginning of the Hua Deng, her glamorous red dress stood in the bustling crowd, the breeze smashed, the skirt flew, her smile was stunned, the light was like water, and it was even more embarrassing than the lights in the market.
For a time, in his eyes, the seemingly disturbing downtown has become the backdrop for her and her children.
Lou Jiaru couldn't help but slowly approached, slightly bowing her head, letting her lame the pinch of the most ordinary jade.
The shallow smile of the Qing Dynasty spread out among his long and phoenixes. He raised a hand and stroked her dark hair. He said warmly: "If you wait half an hour, you should return to the inn. To continue on the road, rest early tonight, go to Xiangfu, and accompany you to go out and walk."
There were a lot of people accompanying him. If Lou Jia did not want to alarm local officials, he would directly pack a small single-family house, and the location would be behind the inn. The guards were scattered in the dark, the children lived with the milkmaid, and the other idlers lived in the inn.
It was night, Lou Jiaruo held her emotion: "So many years, you are still the first time to send something, it is not easy..."
When the sun was warm, he casually relayed his words to his children. The simple children were very sad.
So, in the morning, there were little people who kept coming into the emperor's truss, a little purse that was sewed off the line, and a bunch of wildflowers mixed with weeds. At the end, even Elvis had a sling. The bones come up to join in the fun.
Lou Jiaruo's face finally darkened, and no one was allowed to enter within two hours. He turned his head and smiled so hard that he couldn't stand the waist. It was a kiss.
The two men kissed each other, and they twirled 'mian, and when they were young, they waited until he made a vent. The warmth of the body was already scattered. She flirted in the arms of Lou Jiaruo. He touched her smooth and tender skin and suddenly said softly: "When you asked if you loved you, you said, have you ever asked yourself? Now, 朕I want to hear your answer."
Wen Ruo slaps his face and pushes his lazy face: "I want to know? Wait another ten years."
Lou Jiaruo: "..."
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