Chapter 657: Who is the old man?

The emperor's drink was obscured by the curtains, and in the palace where the light and the dark meet, it is astonishing as a beast.
Yuan Taizhi leaned over to the ground.
"It is a slave who is incompetent, and a slave is damned," he said again and again.
The emperor got up and paced, and the wide sleeves waved.
"I am not ruthless. They are also rich and wealthy. The three generations are not enough? People can't be so greedy," he said.
"Yes, yes, my Majesty said." Yuan Taizhi responded with a voice.
"I know that Fangjia has been so honest for so many years, so I want you to add more assistance, and I don’t care." The emperor said, "Is this not enough?"
"Enough is enough." Yuan Taiji once again said seriously, "Let the other person's family be righteous."
This back and forth and a call, the emperor's depression also dispersed a lot, his sleeves re-sit down, the morning light through the curtain account into the room.

Fangjia’s business is not bad, and there have been no leaks for so many years,
he asked quietly.
"It’s just that you are not a businessman." Yuan Taiji took the opportunity.
Yeah, he doesn't need the money now.
The most important thing is that he can't let people know the business that he has done.
"As long as they are honest businessmen, they can promise to protect their wealth and prosperity." The emperor said.
"Slaves have always followed the embarrassment of the shackles, never jeopardizing the business of the family and the women." Yuan Taizhi said and leaned over.
They just want to break the grandchildren.
It’s a pity that there is a trick.
"It’s all slaves who are not good at picking people, and they are showing their feet." Yuan Taizhi’s sincere fear of leaning over his head, "almost caused a big disaster."
The emperor flashed a bit of anger, but immediately concealed, watching Yuan Taiji smile.
"How can this blame you," he said, reaching out and gesturing to get up. "Probably God is so."
Yuan Taijian successively thanked Shan.
"In order not to stun the snake, the slaves will continue to look for opportunities." He said, "Please rest assured."
"Old Yuan, oh, of course, you are relieved." The emperor took a few sighs. "You are the old man who is really reliable. Otherwise, you will hand it over to Lu Yunqi."
Lu Yunqi’s Jin Yiwei did not know about this. Yuan Taiji knew that the news was once again excited.
"The slaves have their trust," he said.
"If you arrange this, you will come back." The emperor leaned back and leaned against the pillow, and looked a little worried. "Since the age of nine died, Lu Yunqi’s mind is getting harder and harder to grasp, so I want you to come back and help. Hey, when the ceremonial ceremonies give you a position, don't worry about other things, just do the things that Jinyiwei does, and supervise them."
Yuan Taiji was overjoyed.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." He said, squinting, raising his head and smiling, and squatting forward, gently rubbing his legs for the emperor. "Is this cold leg better?"
"What is good, although it is warmer than Shandong, but it is chilly." The emperor served him, his hand rubbed his forehead and smiled. "But the plaster you sent back is very useful, you still remember this old every year." It’s a problem.

Yuan Taiji has tears in his eyes.
"The slave has been following him since he was a child. There is no one else in the heart except for his knees." He choked and said, "The slaves know that it is not easy to get down, how can those outsiders be more convenient than those of us."
The emperor nodded with a smile.
"Well, let's go to rest, and you have to go after a break," he said.
Yuan Taizhi leaned over and screamed, and bowed his head.
The room was brighter and more sleepy. The emperor simply reached out and turned over on the case. When he saw a piece of Huang Cheng’s chapter, he pulled it out and looked at it. He saw the word of Ned Shengchang at a glance and suddenly sat. Straight, the more ugly the look, the more slamming the chapter on the table.
"Come," he said.
The outside servants rushed in, while playing the curtains, facing the imperfect emperor.
"Calling Huang Daren..." said the emperor.
The waiter was busy and turned away, and he was stopped by the emperor without two steps.
"Let's let Lu Yunqi come," he said.
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Yuan Bao slowly walked in the palace and left the emperor. He did not have a humble posture. He occasionally looked at the of the red robes that passed through the arrogance. His face would still appear a bit disdainful.
At the beginning, Qi Wang Dengji did not bring the old people with the sneak to the capital, and the palace people in the palace did not move to show respect for the emperor.
He came here very rarely. Occasionally, he will be despised by the eunuchs. In their eyes, this scum is thrown like a dog.
Yuan Bao’s face sneered a little.
These wastes simply don't know how important he is to the emperor, and how many things he did, look at it, he will come back soon, and when he comes back, let them know who is the first red before the emperor people.
There were rushing footsteps in front and a lot of rumors.
Yuan Bao looked up and saw the size of the on the road escaping. There was a tall, thin red robe man who was slowly carrying his morning light.
Although I couldn't see the face, I could wear the red robe at a young age and let the eunuchs respect and fear. Yuan Bao immediately knew that the coming person was Lu Yunqi.
Yuan Bao hesitated, stopped at the side of the road like other people to avoid, but could not help but look at the dark.
The young Jin Yiwei commander was so beautiful, and this beautiful face was also fearful, and his eyes were cold because of snakes.
He walked straight through without squinting, and seemed to see everything as nothing.
Yuan Bao straightened up and looked at the figure that passed by and pouted.
What you are proud of is nothing more than a life-threatening one.
Yuan Bao, who walked out of the palace gate, had changed his costume, had two beards on his lips, wore ordinary robes and hats. Just like any of the common officials, he was able to leave the Imperial Street on horseback. Drive into the market.
Although the sky was just bright, but many people walked on the street, the shops were busy removing the door panels and preparing to open.
He walked west and stopped at the door of the Deshengchang ticket.
The ticket number just opened the half door, but when Yuan Bao walked in, there was still a buddy in time.
"For a dollar." Yuan Bao said, took out a silver ticket and said with a thick Shandong accent, with the tension of the outsiders and the calmness of the pretense.
The appearance of such a foreigner will always be ridiculed by local people in Beijing.
Yuan Bao saw that the guy really looked at him again.
"Okay, please wait for the guest to wait." The buddy said, he took the silver ticket into the cabinet.
Through the barrier on the high platform, Yuan Bao saw what the guy had said to another guy, and the guy looked up and looked at himself.
Although the two whispered, they did not laugh.
Desheng Changhao is a big business. If the guys have no rules at all, they will close the door early.
Yuan Bao didn't think that he was willing to lift his mouth and lifted the tea from the table and took a slow drink.
Soon the guy came out with a small box that was heavily weighted.
"Guest, you charge, do we need to send you to the government?" He said respectfully.
Yuan Bao stood up.
"No," he said, taking the box and going out.
The folks only gave gifts indoors and did not send them to the door, lest the guests be uncomfortable.
When Yuan Bao left, the buddy lifted up and did not meet the next guest. Instead, he turned around and walked through several doors to the backyard.
Liu Zhang is holding the stove and drinking tea.
"The treasurer." The buddy whispered forward, "The portrait of the person appeared."