Vol 2 Chapter 283: The old master of the monk (14)

The emperor went out again.
Yes, after being assassinated by the second uterus, he went out for the third time.
Along the way, he was holding his own little milk cat, smiling under the horror of the guards, until he entered the yard and saw the fifty-fashioned look, but he looked at the old man who was younger than the guardian.
The emperor suddenly became a man of heaven, and the original hesitation and hesitation disappeared without a trace after seeing this young and beautiful face.
The old lady, the old god, said that he could help the emperor solve his daughter's fragrance.
The emperor immediately refused to hold his own baby milk cat, just like holding some treasures. "From the time of birth, there has never been such happiness. With it, even if it is a one-day, one-night discount, there will be no Half a little tired, since Hou Ye also said that this daughter's incense has no other disadvantages than to let her love her, why should he unravel."
"If the women who are liked by the ministers are not sent by the king of the king, they will not order the killing. Today, come to Hou, this is just to ask, there is a way to let the cat extend life, so I can always Hey."
He asked this question, Wei Mingyan was not surprised at all, just sitting on the stone bench and making a pot of tea for the emperor.
"You can get this cat under your arm, you can be a good friend, but you are born with money."
The emperor took a sip of tea and smiled. "There is a rich sea and a treasury, so you don't need this money."
"Your Majesty said."
Wei Mingyan chuckled and continued to add tea to him. He looked up slightly and looked at the face of a young white-faced woman who was not at all 50 years old. "You want to let this cat live for a long time," The problem is just that it’s a matter of perfection, I’m afraid I can’t do it.

The emperor was somewhat lost, but he also knew that it would be good to let the cat live for a long time, or to bear the temperament to hear what to do to make his embarrassment accompany him for a long time.
"Guomai?"
"Exactly." Wei Mingyan reached out and touched the milk cat who was eating the fish that was made by the chef of the Imperial Restaurant last night. "As long as you squat, you can put the national pulse on it, in the future. As long as I am Ye Guo in one day, this cat can live a day, Ye Guoxing, it is strong, Ye Guozheng, it will die."
Although the emperor loved the cat, but in the end it was the emperor of Ye Guo. He indulged for a moment and asked straight. "If that is, Ye Guo is still there, but it is an accident?"
"You don't have to worry about your arm. You are tied to the national line, just to give it a life. If there is something that someone has done to it, at most, it is only after it dies, the national pulse is returned."
Seeing the emperor’s face hesitating, Wei Mingyan persuaded,
There is another point, if anything happened to me in Ye Guo, whether it is a natural disaster or a human or a disaster, as long as this incident affects most of the people in Ye Guo, the national pulse is affected. Loss, this cat will also change with the national pulse, for example, should not be old."
"If the Majesty really wants to continue its life, Ye Guo can't have any mistakes."
This sounds like it did not say that he is the emperor of Ye Guo, can you still see Ye Guo’s accident?
Just listening to the emperor's ear, but in the heart, the ‘national pulse can continue his own life’ is changed to ‘he can continue his life’.
After hesitating for a long time, the emperor quickly decided.
In the future, even for his embarrassment, he must also be good at guarding Ye Guo.
Touching the head of the cat, Wei Mingyan suddenly said, "Your majesty, the cat is born with money, it is better to write a few words, let it choose a choice."
The emperor promised such a big event as the national pulse, and chose a word. What else is good to avoid, he promised, Wei Mingyan called people, wrote the four words of the southeast and northwest, and made the cat pick.
The white cat stepped on the table, squatting and writing the west, and it was under the body.
At this moment, the emperor is looking at his own cockroaches. Everything is cute and well-behaved. Seeing that he seems to like the piece of paper very much, he keeps biting on it, his face is gentle and loving, and he wants to wait for his return to the palace. I have to get a box of paper to give him a play.
And Wei Mingyan over there is standing up and counting what is handcuffed.
In the end, he came to the conclusion, "Can you send someone to the west, go west, meet the mountain and cross the mountain, take the boat by the water, and go to the 30th day, and excavate at that place, it will be a treasure."
He said that the emperor had decided to tease the cat's heart.
"Okay, you can send someone."
He left the yard and waited for Mrs. Wei to dare to go to the father-in-law. "Father, the girl of the smoke..."
"How is the smoker?" Wei Mingyan packed up the paper on the table and whispered, "Have you seen her already yesterday?"
Mrs. Wei wiped her eyes dry. Yesterday, she finally saw her sister. She grew up and grew taller. She looked very beautiful. The two sisters kissed each other and said the night.
Although her husband was not scared and had been avoiding the study, Mrs. Wei was very satisfied with the feeling of seeing her dead sister.
But my sister said that she should go.
She is reluctant.
If so, how good it would be if the smoked mother could always be with her...
"There is no reluctance, only good and bad."
Wei Mingyan stood up. "The smoker has been squatting for too long. If you are really good for her, let her go."
"She is the best choice to go tonight."
Mrs. Wei’s crying station couldn’t stand, and she finally went to court and returned to her home.
"Smoke Niang, then accompany my sister, draw a picture?"
The pale woman was sitting shyly, and she smiled.

Wei Mingyan is painting an umbrella, blooming, and looking like a flower.
When the painting was finished, he threw the paper in the fire, and when he turned around, he had a white umbrella in his hand.
"Use this to pick her up."
In front of the illusory eyes with tears, took the umbrella, blessed the body, then turned and left.
She held the umbrella and kept going.
Walk through the streets and walk through the living people.
The hawker’s screams, the children’s sharp laughter, and a personal conversation.
It turns out that it is so lively?
She smiled on her pale face, holding an umbrella, gently stepping on her feet and stepping into the palace.
As soon as you enter, the excitement outside is like being isolated. Even the next person is doing things silently and without a word.
The smoker did not look at them, but walked all the way to a yard.
The inside is full of strong medicinal taste. The woman in front of the window just released the homing pigeon. The homing pigeon will fly to the palace, and her imperial concubine exposes the crime in the palace.
She was wearing a middle-length blouse, and when she turned around, even the pale, she still showed her beautiful face.
She saw the smoked mother holding the umbrella. It was not unexpected. She even showed a pleasant smile. She took a few steps and took the hand of the smoker. She said softly and softly, "Smoke, you come to pick me up." It is."
The smoker nodded her head and leaned her head on her shoulder.
She was like a child holding a smoker, gently patted her back, and sighed. "He thought he could imprison me and threaten me with people in the upper and lower classes of my hospital, but he forgot. I am a royal family, the daughter of the big princess. His criminal evidence, I have already handed it out. His son has become an eunuch. He is really stupid. The world is not my own, and he killed you. Why? I thought that I would not start with the world, even his own, is a big crime of decapitation."
"Smok, I will avenge you."
"Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you anymore."
"Let's be my daughter in the next life?"
The smoked mother nodded her head and held an umbrella with her.
The sun was burning, and the two women walked under the umbrella and left the palace step by step.
Not long after, a cockroach took the medicine bowl into the house.
"Wang Hao, it's time to take medicine... Wang Hao?? Wang Hao?? Come on, come!!"
The news of the death of Liang Wang has not yet been passed to the palace. Thousands of soldiers will be surrounded by Liang Wangfu.
The list of people involved in the rebellion was quickly examined. For example, Liang Wang and Liang Wang Shizi, after being tortured, they were directly pushed into the court to show their sins, and those involved were eager to eat. After a bit of hard work, I will choose a day to beheaded.
The subordinate of Wei’s master, the Korean won was tortured for two months.
He is also a rare hard bone. No matter how he or she is forced to confess, he has killed himself without knowing it. He stayed in prison for two months. He also committed a big crime like rebellion. He has long been dying, even if it is the emperor. Because he refused to admit it and let people go out, I am afraid that it will not last long.
The Korean won gradually regretted it. He regretted why he had taken the line of Wang Wangzi. Why did he want to frame Wei Ziqing who had always regarded him as a friend?
He really defends the child.
The father is Hou Ye, the Shangguan appreciates, and the people below admire him. Even if he is only doing things all day long, and he pleases everyone with all directions, everyone will praise Wei Ziqing instead of his won.
What is good for Wei Ziqing? However, it is the father who is Hou Ye. This is the world. Seeing the body, no matter how good he is, the other people will never have a deep relationship with him if he knows that he is a farmer. Only one Weizi is silly. Good to him, but the more he is good for the Korean won, the more hate the Korean won.
Why?
Why is the son of Hou Ye not him? Why is it not him who appreciates the Shangguan?
Therefore, when he learned from Shizi that there was even a gold mine in Wei Ziqing’s home, he soon spread all over the heart.
After knowing her daughter's fragrance, he offered to let Wei Ziqing get pregnant with her daughter, so that Liang Wang would come to the gold mine.
He prefers to watch this Wei Ziqing, who is praised by everyone, and become a woman in the fireworks.
But finally, why is this happening...
The jailer outside was chatting, and the voice was full of envy. "I heard that the Wei Daren gave a gold mine to the emperor. Now he is named Hou Ye, and a double prince. How can such a good thing not spread to me? Body."
The Korean won was immediately smashed. His hands were full of blood and he rushed to the front of the door. "Wei Ziqing, are you talking about Wei Ziqing!"
"Hey? He came in for two months, and he still knows David."
Wei Ziqing...
Really him, he was named Hou Ye?
Because that gold mine?
Han Yuan’s eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and his voice was hoarse. "I want to see you, I want to see you, I have something to know about here!"
The Korean won was eventually dragged to the emperor, and the guardian was just there. He looked at the look of the former subordinates in a complicated way. His heart was not only unresolved, but had a faint embarrassment.
"Your Majesty!" The Won’s wandering on the ground, "Chen, the guardian of the guardian, clearing him, has long known the gold mine, and vain."
Guardian: "Ah?"
The emperor, holding his own embarrassment, only glanced at the look of his sergeant’s face and knew that he really did not know. He had dealt with those officials who became fine in the day, how could he not even see a defender? through.
What's more, the emperor looked down at the white cat who was sleeping in his arms and was full of pride.
The gold mine was clearly his hunch.
"Okay, you don't have to go around again. Do you look at Ziqing's appearance, as if you already know it? Come, pull it and cut it."
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!! Wei Ziqing!! You lied to others, you can't lie to me!! You don't know what you are pretending, that gold mine has long been known to you!!"
"Your Majesty!! Wei Ziqing is deep, he is cheating you..."
The sound of the Korean won is gradually gone.
Guardian: "..."
This won, did not want to even hate him to hate the point of compiling.
If he knew the gold mine long ago, would he still have to suffer such a bitterness every day?