Chapter 1765: : sad memories

"Regent King, you said, what happened to the emperor in the past few days? What kind of stimulation, suddenly violently gone?"
Long Muzhen is the only one who is safe and sound. He seems to have a little leisure and leisure. He shook his jade fan and smiled and said: "Nothing, the king thinks that the reaction of the emperor is normal?"
It is very normal~ I was stimulated by Duo, and Ah San didn’t blame it!
The ministers are going to smash, and the old tears are swaying, holding the sleeves of Long Muyu and not letting go.
"Wang Ye, look at the veteran ministers and you for more than ten years as an official, you will tell us some, the veterans are loyal to my great sacred sacred for decades, no merits and hard work, can not let the emperor dislike Let's make a look at our looks and beards?"
Long Muzhen listened to this and thought it makes sense. The third child can't bring personal emotions to the church.
Look at this group of old guys, usually angry, and now scared to be like a chicken.
Putting him on the outer layer of the inner layer, it looks like he doesn’t say anything. Is this group of old guys not letting them go back to the palace?
Long Muyu waved his sleeves and said casually: "Lost love!"
The ministers collectively glimpsed, and when they didn’t respond, they saw Long Mu’s toes on his toes, and they took a light second effort to break through their pinch.
Duoer dividing line
"The whole thing is like this - the king was besieged by the ministers for a long time, and it was only late!"
Long Muzhen stood at the table, looking at the nose and nose, and explaining his attitude well. He looked up at the face of the little woman.
It was found that the expression of the money blossoming seemed to be soothing, and he tentatively moved his body and licked her sleeves.
"Duoer--This king is really saying that this king hurts you so much, then love you, how can you go out and fool around?"
Long Muzhen is really hard---
In the past few days, two old friends who came from afar went to the Wangfu government to find him. When their friends disappeared for a few years, they got together and drank some wine.
Those who are drunk and misunderstood, those few friends, are also people who like to mix fireworks, tearing hard to say that they want to pack a hundred flower building, feast for Long Mu.
As a good son-in-law who graduated from the ‘ twenty-four filial piety of Qian’s family, Long Muzhen certainly refused.
Those who are ruined, drunk, pouting, and no matter where they are, are chanting.
Loss friend A: "Nothing, just play, let's not say, who will tell Wang Hao~"
Lost Friends B: "Fourteen Lords, recently a red card in Baihualou, there must be more water spirits, more talents, can be sing and dance, originally she is not easy to see / guest, we said it is a feast Fourteen, you, she promised this, it will be estimated that you have been bathed and changed clothes, prepared food and wine, just waiting for you to come."
Lost friend C also stood up and knocked the drum: "Yeah, you said that Wang Hao is pregnant now, have you been bored for several months? Man, can't be so sloppy, will get sick, just go with us for fun. Let's go!"
The martial arts of the martial arts was originally big, and the speech was unobstructed. Long Mu 宸 coughed two times, and the beautiful face was already unpleasant.
Lost friend A scratched his head and sweared smartly: "Hesitant, aren't you afraid that these slaves are chewing on their tongues?"
Immediately, I pointed to the slaves who were on the side of the service, and scolded them with a slap in the face; "This labor capital takes your family to go out to listen to the song. Whoever dares to say more is that he can’t go through labor!"