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Chapter 370 Empress, save me!

It turns out that this young man is not His Majesty's eunuch, so...

The kind Western monk closed his eyes and prayed sincerely to God: O omnipotent God, you show your holy power and cut off the treacherous Eastern boy who fell into the abyss of the devil.

At this moment, the monk's heart was extremely pious. He did not think it would be inappropriate to pray to God like this, because, in his opinion, the hateful young man in the East was leading His Majesty to sin step by step.

Li Zhizao, the young minister of Taipu Temple, did not close his eyes, but gloated. This fact was so interesting that he made up his mind to write a letter to tell his friend Feng Menglong about it. Because the other party was writing a book called "Jing Shi Tongyan".

Li Zhizao believes that in Feng Menglong's writing, the story of a miscellaneous official named Wei who wants to take advantage of the situation and flatter the eunuch and becomes a real eunuch, will definitely be written by friends with a very humorous and widely praised by readers. This will give people a warning that in this world, those who are flattered and afraid of horses will not end up!

The joke is that our scholars and officials are practicing the saints’ way of being loyal, filial and etiquette. When you, you guy, are you even worse than eunuchs?

Li Zhizao almost laughed out loud. His Majesty said this, and this little boy would definitely not be guaranteed.

As the foreign court official mentioned by the boy, Lord Li was in a very happy moment.

What is the retribution in this life?

That's it!

Boy, weren’t you talking nonstop just now? Why are you mute now?

Lord Li grinned slightly at the corner of his mouth, which was very inappropriate.

Princess Fu Yao blushed. Her father-in-law was not easy to do, and she insisted on catching the lifeblood of others. Although she was a veteran, she was also embarrassed. In order to avoid suspicion, Yao carried her second son and pretended to breastfeed and quietly left the hall. When Zhu Yousong saw her mother out, she hurriedly chased her up. When Zheng Shangyi saw her, she was worried and hurriedly followed her to take care of the emperor's grandson.

Zhu Changxun glanced at his wife and children and didn't go out because he thought it was still interesting here.

My father wants to cut people and birds, so he is a son who needs to watch the fun.

Help this guy plead with mercy?

It is impossible to plead with mercy. You said so beautifully just now. Now it is your turn to show the emperor with practical actions. How can you retreat? If you do this, how is it different from those hypocritical guys outside?

Without birds, there is a future, it depends on how you choose.

Interesting, interesting.

Those in the authorities are anxious, while those onlookers are happy.

His Highness Fu was probably a little gloating at this moment. After all, he had not encountered many things that had grown up so big that he had blown his cowhide, shot himself in the foot, and circled himself in the pit.

Besides, the red envelope just now was too few. If you had three hundred taels, I might be able to say a few good words to you. Thirty taels?... Let's talk about it next time.

Zhang Cheng and Cui Wenyuan think it is a good thing now. The little guy is smart and has a good understanding. If he enters the palace, he will have a future and will not be defeated.

There was only one woman left in the hall.

An experienced woman.

At the age of thirty, like a wolf, and as big as a tiger, the imperial concubine is all grandmother, but she will not be shy when she hears cutting a bird like her daughter-in-law and the purple girl.

However, the Empress is still quite angry now. She is angry that her husband came up with this bad idea. Xiao Wei didn’t offend you, so why would she ask him to enter the palace?

Xiao Wei came back from the border, and the New Year is full of New Year, and there are hard work. If you don’t reward others, you, the emperor, don’t reward others, but instead think about asking them to enter the palace. Isn’t that too unreasonable?

Even if someone has an older brother at home, can this incense inheritance be done for his brother?

The forced melon is not sweet, not everyone in the world is the same as Liu Shimin.

Seeing the little guy kneeling there, his face turned red, tears came out, and his body was still trembling slightly. The imperial concubine couldn't bear to see that she didn't think that her husband really wanted Xiao Wei to clean himself. She thought that it was probably to scare the little guy, so she stepped forward and smiled and advised, "Your Majesty, if they don't want to, why do you have to force him? As long as he takes care of his majesty, what's the point of not entering the palace? Look, it scares people and children."

Empress, my mother!

You're talking!

When the sweating Liangchen heard the voice of Concubine Zheng, it was like a long drought in June and the nectar fell from the sky.

Keep it, keep it...

The good minister murmured in his heart. Wanli heard the words of the imperial concubine the most. The imperial concubine spoke. As long as it was not said that the prince would be changed, Wanli would agree ten thousand times.

Li Zhizao was very disappointed, and he also thought that the emperor would listen to the imperial concubine's advice.

Matteo Ricci's old eyes suddenly became bright and bright: Has the omnipotent God not received the call from the devout believers?

His Highness Fu curled his lips, it was boring. With his understanding of his father, most of the little guys would not have to enter the palace.

However, drinking cold water also blocked teeth happened to Liangchen.

Wanli ignored the imperial concubine, but said unhappily to the imperial concubine with a stern face, "Beloved concubine, don't you know how I have been through these years? I just thought, why did the people say that I ordered not to leave the Qianqing Palace? Isn't it because the outer court does not take me seriously and does not regard me as the emperor as the emperor?...I can't continue to be so cowardly. Wei Liangchen said it right, there is a difference between inside and outside. Since the ancestors have set a distinction between the inner and outer courts, why can't I value the inner court? Anyway, in the eyes of the outer court, my emperor is very unbearable. In this way, I can't show them!"

Your Majesty, who do you want to show it to? That’s your business, what does it have to do with me?

Liangchen slammed a beat and his face turned pale.

Judging from Wanli's tone, why did he want to cut his Weisheren bird after eating the weight?

Your Majesty, strict wife control is a traditional virtue of our nation. As the emperor and the example of all people, you must practice it yourself and you cannot give up halfway!

What Liangchen thought was what Concubine Zheng wanted to ask.

Wanli sighed lightly, glanced at Zhang Cheng and Cui Wensheng, and then said to the imperial concubine: "I want to send the inner court to go out, but going out is a big deal. Although there were precedents at the time of Chengzu, it has not happened in two hundred years. Most of the people in the inner court have no experience, so I thought that since I wanted to go out, I would find someone who could do it. Otherwise, if there is any mistake, the outside court would criticize me. Looking around, this little guy can only use it." After speaking, he looked at the good minister and said guiltily: "I can only feel wronged."

I feel sorry for your grandma's claws!

The good minister was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Your Majesty, I..."

But Wanli didn't listen to him at all. He waved his hand and ordered: "No need to say anything, Zhang Cheng, I'll leave it to you. You can take him there. After you finish your work, I will make arrangements. I will make my own arrangements."

After hearing this, Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then bowed and said, "I obey the order!" Then he called in. Several big and thick gangs dragged him out of the hall despite the struggle of the good minister.

"Save me!"

The good minister cried and shouted, and was dragged out of the hall like a dead pig.
Chapter completed!
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