Chapter 692: Let go

The sacred decree of the Fang family is very strange.
I don't know the origin, the specifications are strange.
Fang Jiafei, a non-civilian non-commissioner, is not a tribute to the royal family. The sacred purpose has not written anything, and only one sentence is like a singer. This specification is like an iron book.
That is, if the first emperor gave it to him, if Fang Chengyu held the imperial edict at this time, let alone see the emperor, even if the emperor did something, the emperor could not refuse.
Such things naturally made the emperor uneasy, and he was uneasy to the point where Zhangkou snatched.
Of course, the emperor's robbing is very euphemistic, and the sacred decree of the emperor is attributed to the ink treasure. In this way, in the name of filial piety, he is also given the emperor's ink treasure. It is true and reasonable.
Looking at how you choose, is to be grateful to Dade or not to be arrogant and unjust.
The voice of the emperor fell, and Fang Chengyu slammed it down.
"Xiaomin can get the first emperor and his Majesty twice to give the word, it is really a blessing for the three." He said, while taking a scroll from the sleeve and holding it up high, "This Fulu is too thick, Xiaomin please take down the Emperor ""
The emperor was a little surprised, and Miss Jun also had some accidents.
After Fang Chengyu entered Beijing, Miss Jun gave him the sacred purpose. Fang Chengyu did not take over the house, but he did not expect that he would bring it into the palace.
And it’s so sweet and dedication.
And no matter whether he is helpless or ignorant of the affairs, he will take it back first.
The emperor looked a little uneasy.
"This, this is not good." He was busy getting up. After all, he was faced with the imperial edict of the Emperor. "This is what the First Emperor gave to you. How can you recover it?"
Fang Chengyu looked at the emperor and looked sincere.
"Your Majesty, I don't know much about my age. Grandmother often tells us that being a man can't be too greedy." He said, with a few minutes, "The first emperor gave us a decree, it is a reward for us, and we want our family." After a good day, now I have given us a reward, and will let our family live a good life. I think it is enough to have one."
If it was childish, the emperor smiled, but the child’s words were the big truth.
Being a real person can't be too greedy.
"Since this is the case." The emperor sighed and said, "That will take back the treasures of the Emperor's ink."
Fang Chengyu leaned over his head.
"Thank you," he said gratefully, holding the scroll in his hand high.
Miss Jun leaned over and squatted, and the lingering eyes of the eyes watched the insider take away the imperial decree in Fang Chengyu’s hand.
This pleasant and fearful thing left the house, and its arrival did not know whether it was a blessing or a curse, and its departure did not know whether it was a blessing or a curse.
However, the blessings come from each other. If you come here, you should do it. Miss Jun is looking down.
"Thank you," she said.
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"Why are you coming with the decree?"
Leaving the emperor's palace and walking out of the imperial city, the insider who was sent behind him had left, Miss Jun whispered.

Is it expected to be like this?

Fang Chengyu is closer to her.

No,
he whispered.
I just want to be on the safe side.

Miss Jun almost laughed.
It turned out that it was not a grateful respect to the emperor, but it was against it.
This is a big disrespect.
Miss Jun looked at Fang Chengyu.
Before leaving the emperor, the young man's expression was still curious and somewhat restrained.
But through his clear eyes, Miss Jun knew that he was not nervous and nervous. He came here without the tension and uneasiness of the Nine-Five, which means no respect and fear.
Is he because he is indifferent from childhood, or is it because of something else?
Perceived her sight, Fang Chengyu smiled at her.
"Nine-year-old, I am a person who has died once." He said, "I have died once, knowing how terrible the death is, but nothing terrible."
Yes, although it is still young, it suffers more than many people who live for a long time, both physically and psychologically.
Miss Jun reached out and patted his arm.
"In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't take it out." She sighed for a moment and smiled and said, "Are you so willing?"
Fang Chengyu seems to be a little uneasy.
"I don't understand, this sacred is the empire," he whispered. "It is the emperor who has the heart to give it. If the emperor has the heart to recover, then it loses its meaning."
He looked at Miss Jun.
"There is no meaning, it is not a blessing, it is a curse."
Miss Jun smiled.
"You don't understand this," she said. "You know too much."
Because of her praise, Fang Chengyu’s face was smiling.
"Fang family has a son like you, it is a blessing." Miss Jun once again lamented.
Fang Chengyu shook his head.
"It should be that the family is nine years old. It is a blessing." He said earnestly, "Without you, how can I?"
Miss Jun laughed.
"Others help is just a moment, what kind of person is, or is it." She said, taking the head of Chengyu below, "Don't be sweet, you are because of you, not because of others."
Fang Chengyu nodded with a smile.
"Okay, ninety is right," he said.
Miss Jun laughed again, and suddenly she felt a look at her eyes. Her smile was a meal, and a red figure appeared in the line of sight.
Outside the Imperial City, the banned Jin Yiwei stood behind, and Lu Yunqi was behind them, but it was not stunned, but still exceptionally conspicuous.
The two look at each other, although Lu Yunqi is still expressionless, but his eyes are particularly deep.
This is not a look, but a gaze.
Look at it or gaze, what can she fear? Miss Jun looked at him and did not evade.
But some people ran across the station, separating the eyes of the two.
"Look what!" Zhu Xi looked at Lu Yunqi and said quietly.
Lu Yunqi’s eyes looked at him.
"Now, can't you watch it?" he said.
just now? Miss Jun is not the wife of the founding father of the country.
Zhu Xi knows what he means.
"No." He still replied.

Why?
Lu Yunqi asked.
"I don't want you to see it." Zhu Xi looked at him and said with a slight smile. "Is this reason okay?"
Lu Yunqi nodded.
"Yes," he said, "the world is free."
What do people think about how they think about it, and what is the relationship with him, and what kind of people do not want him to copy the door?
Zhu Xi looked at him and they were deadlocked.
"Zhu Xi." Miss Jun called.
Zhu Xi looked at the past.
"Go away." Miss Jun said to him slightly.
"Let's go first." Zhu Xi stood still and did not move, said, "The people who pick you up are outside."
Miss Jun looked at the end of Yujie. There was already a crowd of people. Someone saw her and immediately shouted.
"Miss Jun is out!"
With this shouting, the imperial streets are noisy and louder.
Miss Jun smiled and nodded to Zhu Xi, didn't talk any more, and Fang Chengyu greeted the excitement. Liu, the owner of the Liu dynasty, and others had taken it over and unfolded the scroll held by Fang Chengyu. The silk enamel is placed on the sedan chair and carried forward.
"Your Majesty is very prosperous!"
"His holy light!"
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The emperor in the noisy palace outside could not hear it, nor did he care.
He looked at the sacred sacred sigh in front of him.
"I finally got it back," he said, his hand stroking the yellowed paper roll, his expression was extremely easy, and with a little bit of fun, "and then take those back, the house can not exist."
He looked up and looked at the temple.
"Yuan Bao."
Hearing a call, Yuan Bao, the who was hidden in the darkness of the temple, immediately came out.
"Go," said the emperor.
Yuan Bao bowed his head.