Chapter 328: Raising the Emperor (9)

It may be that the is resting, and the companion sitting on the right side of Dongfang Ling is in the ear of Dongfang Ling, whispering a few words, and then lift his clothes. Sleeve, secretly took over the oriental ink pen, but to copy for the oriental ink.
"presumptuous!"
Xia Qiu took a sigh, walked over, raised his foot and turned the case over.
The case was turned to the ground, the ink was splashed, and the writing brush fell on the bright yellow dragon robe of the oriental urn, which immediately dyed a large black robe.
Mulan was startled, and the little who was reading was also shaking now.
"Meet Qiugui Concubine!"
They knelt on the ground, watching Xia Qiu's anger, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.
Especially the eunuch who had previously helped Dongfang to lift his pen, kneeled on the ground, his body shaking like a sieve, and his head buried deep in the ground did not dare to move.
Suddenly his face paled, Dongfang Ling stood up, and the smudgy black on the yellow robe was particularly conspicuous, Jun Xiu's small face was a little surprised, but still saluting.
"Me's mother."
"Mulan, take these eunuchs to this palace!" Xia Qiu said coldly.
The exasperated anger surprised Mulan, moved it carefully, and looked at the little emperor who apparently wanted to protect several eunuchs. Mulan couldn't help but persuade.
"Mother-in-law, they are not intentional, but they are distressed to the emperor. Why not let them go this time?"
"Mother's life! Mother's life!"
The steamed buns were like pounding garlic, and several eunuchs begged for mercy.
"Let this palace say it again?" Xia Qiu frowned, looking at Mulan.
The glance was really cold, and Mulan shivered for a moment, then went out to the door and called out several guards, dragging those pale eunuchs out on the spot.
"Mother-in-law, what should you do with them?" The sight followed outside Guozi's prison, and Dongfang Ao was worried.
"Thirty blame, drive out of the palace." Xia Qiudao.
"But today's thing is not their fault. I also hope my mother-in-law's grace." Dongfang pursed her lips, and Jun Xiu's small face with some pleading.
There are no close people around him. These little slaves, although they have no status, usually get his mind very much. This is also the thing he wants to be lazy ... Can you leave them?
"Xiao Qi." Xia Qiu calmed his tone, but there was no room left in that remark. "Other things can be discussed, but these people, I will never let go ... Mulan, tell me to order, Take these three down, and take thirty rods out of your house! "
Shocked, puzzled, unable to forgive ...
Dongfang clenched his hands, watching the little eunuchs desperately begging for mercy, but was dragged down by the little palace maid and a number of guards.
"Mother, I haven't finished my homework today. Now that you have seen it, leave."
He lowered his eyes, and Dongfang Xu said lowly, but he corrected the case and picked up the ink and paper.
"Mrs. Qiugui, the emperor is the emperor. Since the mother has punished the companions, let's go!"
Here too, Tai Fu Zhao came to salute.
Even if she was a concubine in the harem, Mrs. Zhao was respectful but not polite.
He took Tai Zhao's glance, and looked at the empty Guozi prison around him. He found the case on the right side of Dongfang Aunt, and Xia Qiu sat there.
"Everyone said that Mrs. Zhao is highly respected and knowledgeable. This palace wants to listen to one or two today, just when I don't exist, Mrs. Zhao please!"
Looking at the beaded girl in the palace dress sitting at the back of the case, although young, she was just angry, but the power was a little daunting even for those who used to see Longwei.
Hesitating for a while, Mrs. Zhao didn't say anything, picked up the book, shook his head and started talking about "National Policy."
One afternoon, sitting in the Guozi prison.
Xia Qiu was lethargic. Taifu Zhao was very old. He talked and stopped for a while, and sometimes he talked about Xing Chu, let alone the Quotations.
This terrible lethality is definitely more hypnotic than Xia Qiu's political teacher from junior to high school!
When this half-day homework was over, Dongfang Yun was still in a low mood. He silently packed his book bag and pen, ink and paper, and looked at the mother-in-law who was always by his side.
But now he is stunned again.