Chapter 632: Daiji

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read2();　　 In the evening, night fell, and the city of Shenjing, which was bustling for a day, gradually returned to calm with the official release of the last teleport scroll, but it was still the dinner table for all the people. Focus on things to talk about after a meal.
In the White Emperor Palace and the Imperial Garden, countless life elves were released from the Xuantian Wood, flying back and forth, illuminating the beauty of the depths of the garden, and under the Xuantian Wood, Zhao Yuduan was sitting behind the Royal Table, turning his hands. Zhongzhezi listened to Li Chunfeng's report on today's Taiping Ruins.
　　 "Your Majesty, the grand occasion of the Taiping Ruins today is only seen in the life of the old minister. It is too prosperous. The minister estimated that over 50% of the people have arrived here."
　　 Li Chunfeng sitting cross-legged on the futon under the imperial table, his face was full of red light, his white beard trembling, then he stroked his long beard again and continued to speak:
　　 "Today is only the first day. When the transmission is officially opened tomorrow, there will be more people, Your Majesty, so the maintenance of this discipline will be a big problem."
　　 After Li Chunfeng finished speaking, Zhao Yu didn’t raise his head when criticizing the memorial, only a faint divine voice came out:
"If the manpower of the Gyeonggi Prefecture and the Criminal Ministry is not enough, then go to Sitian Tower to borrow people. Anyway, you have been in charge of Sitian Supervisor for so many years, and Xia is also your disciple, and there is still a bit of a thin face. It is really impossible. The four armies stationed in the city of Shenjing give you?"
　　 Zhao Yu’s last sentence was obviously majestic, so Li Chunfeng waved his hand again and again and hurriedly said:
　　 "The Fourth Army suppressed Gyeonggi, the responsibility is heavy, no need, no need, with the help of Sitian Tower is enough."
After 　　 finished speaking, Li Chunfeng shrugged his head, and around him, six officials who knew that the young emperor hadn't been in a good mood lately, one by one fell silent, bowed their heads silently, and then the criminal department Shang Shufang bowed forward and said:
"Your Majesty, according to your will, today's Shenjing City has nearly 100,000 teleportation scrolls. At the same time, Southwest Town Desert City, Northeast Canglan City, Chuzhou Qiushui City, and Southeast Jiangling City each have about 10,000 shares. They have also been handed over to their respective people, and they can be transmitted together tomorrow."
　　 "I already know."
　　 Zhao Yu nodded, and continued the piled up memorial next to him, drew out a book and opened it, and the calm emperor's voice resounded through the entire Yu Huayuan again:
　　 "By the way, people from several places will also be sent in the near future. You can arrange it and send it directly to our Baidi Palace for Daxia Twisting Yaozhou and Endless Mountain!"
When the emperor sound fell, everyone below felt a little tremor. Everyone knew that Wujinshan had a stone statue tower, but even the westernmost part of Daxia has stone statue towers. This is beyond everyone’s expectations. The young emperor was far faster than expected for the layout of the entire 36 states of Daxia.
　　 "Weichen abides by the edict."
　　 Shang Shu Fangqian of the Xing Department knocked forward again, then straightened up, after hesitating for a few breaths, he asked:
　　 "Your Majesty, after tomorrow, the Teleportation Division will also officially come into the sight of the people of Daxia, but the position of the Prime Minister is still vacant, and the dragons have no leader. Dare to ask your Majesty if someone can choose?"
As soon as Fang Qian’s words came out, Zhao Yu, who was reviewing the memorial, directly stopped the action in his hand, raised his head, and stared at Fang Qian with ebony black eyes. Then he thought about it. After a moment, Zhao Yu spoke to Then asked:
　　 "Liang Po, I haven't been in the palace for a while, what has this scholar Yuanbai been doing lately?"
　　Behind Zhao Yu, Liang Po's burly body stepped forward and came to Zhao Yu's ear and spoke softly in response:
　　 "The Yuan Gongzi first took his wife to tour the capital city, and then recently became a teacher in a school near his home."
"It's still going to be busy. You send someone to tell him that if he wants to take his wife back to Fuzhou for the New Year, he will come to our imperial garden tomorrow morning to take over the position of the teleporter Sidai Sicheng, and wait for the beginning of spring next year. After the DPRK has tried it, it will be officially appointed."
　　 "No!"
　　The beam broke his head and walked out. Then the officials below got up, saluted and retired. The entire Xuantianmu then returned to silence, leaving the young emperor quietly reviewing the memorial.
　　 Then a pair of soft hands gently stretched out from behind, put Zhao Yuhuan in his arms, and gently pressed the latter's head, and then the soft voice from Rouge sounded gently:
　　 "Your Majesty, let's take a break, it's time for dinner, where shall we go for dinner today?"
　　Zhao Yu relaxed his whole body, leaned his head in Rouge's arms, closed his eyes, sighed inaudibly, and then came out with a little tired voice:
　　 "Let’s go to Lingbo Palace, I will send someone to Twist the waist state, and prepare to take the grandma’s tribe to the White Emperor Palace to celebrate the New Year. I think she will feel more comfortable in her heart.
　　 "Your Majesty is interested."
　　 Rouge hugged Zhao Yu distressedly, and the two familiar hearts were tightly attached to each other.
　　 Although Zhao Yu is sitting on Daxia, in a sense, he has been carrying Daxia alone!
In the middle of Shenjing City, Li Yi and Yan Qing have just finished their dinner. At this time, they are discussing what to bring back tomorrow. Although the Department of Transmission clearly stipulates that it is not allowed to carry items that can be sold, they will return home and save their relatives and bring gifts. , Is also one of the customs of Daxia, so Zhao Yu will not be completely exquisite, and it is still possible to carry a small amount.
　　 The young girl wearing a pale white cotton-padded jacket was squatting in the kitchen, reaching out to count the ingredients she bought when she returned in the afternoon, then looked up at Li Yi who was pouring rice, and said:
　　 "Li Yi, I still have to get up early to catch Minger and go to the morning market to buy a virtual animal leg. After all, we have to go through the two houses this time. It is not good to favor one and the other."
　　 "This is the truth!"
　　 Li Yi nodded, folded the cloth bag carefully and put it away, and then squatted beside the young girl, carefully sorting out the items purchased in the afternoon, and then heard the girl continue to ask:
　　 "Your Majesty stipulates that you cannot carry too much. Will I be detained if I wait for large and small bags?"
　　 "Don't be afraid."
Li Yi turned his head and smiled lightly, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door of the yard. Li Yi and Yan Qing looked at each other, and both were a little puzzled. It was too late at this time. Someone knocked on the door. As for the little prince Jiang Yue, this guy never regarded himself as an outsider, and always pushed in directly.
　　 "Go and see."
Li Yi got up, and the girl followed suit. Then the two came to the entrance of the yard and opened the door. Under the cold wind, a young woman with a beautiful face was standing pretty, but her face was still on her face. With teardrops.
　　 Li Yi still has an impression of her. It was this morning that the wife of a young man who yearned for the outside world and suffered from tuberculosis.
　　When the visitor saw Li Yi, he knelt down, choked up and said:
　　 "Mr. Li, please persuade your husband. Today, the Teleportation Division issued a teleportation scroll. The husband was ecstatic. But in the end, he didn't have this luck. Therefore, he locked himself in the room and no one would come out."