Lin Zhaoxia slept until she woke up naturally and stretched out.
Sure enough, money makes people bold. Having money gives you confidence. With money coming in, I feel good and sleep well, and even the weather doesn't feel hot anymore.
I grabbed my phone by the bedside and saw that it was ten o'clock. The man who was rushing to go to court was probably already up.
I touched my underwear and put it on, sighing. There are people at home, so she, a single person, can't do as she pleases. accurate.
I pulled my hair before opening the door.
There is no one in the living room, no one in the bathroom, no one in the kitchen. Huh? Still sleeping? The small room was closed, and Lin Zhaoxia stepped forward and knocked on the door.
No one responded. Strange.
I turned the handle and there was no one in the room! Is it on the patio? "Lu Yuan?"
There was no one on the patio either.
Lin Zhaoxia was dumbfounded, had she gone out? When I got to the door, I saw that it was the same as yesterday. It was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened without a key.
this? Could it be that he went back just like Chang Zhi?
Good to go back!
Lin Zhaoxia immediately became happy. She twisted her hands behind her back and untied her underwear. She grabbed her arms again and took off her underwear.
Lin Zhaoxia brought it in front of her and took a look. Who invented this thing? The feeling of restraint is too strong, and it is still not comfortable to wear. Throwing it on the sofa in disgust.
It's better to be alone, sleep when you want, get up when you think about it, wear whatever you want, I'm the biggest in the world.
I made a cup of cereal and ate it, gnawing on an apple while leaning on the sofa to watch TV shows.
I don't think there's anything wrong with it so early in the morning. You can't just go your own way? Besides, as a screenwriter, she doesn’t watch the drama or study the lines? You have to practice the basic skills, it won’t work if you don’t practice them.
I remember when I first started working, the script I revised seven or eight times could not satisfy the producer and director. Even after the script was completed, the actors still had to revise it because the lines were difficult to pronounce.
MD, everyone has to change. If you don’t change, you won’t be able to show your culture.
They are all the Emperor, and they are all Party A’s father! It’s okay not to accept it.
He took a bite of the apple with hatred and smacked it in big mouthfuls.
On the other side, Zhao Guangyuan's eyes were cold and he waved away all the maids and eunuchs, and then stopped the maid named Jinxiu who was the first to kneel down to him.
When the leading eunuch heard that Jinxiu was being left behind, his eyes flashed. He was furious that Jinxiu had ruined their affairs, but before he could make a move, His Majesty Seventh Prince left her behind.
I calmed down and went out.
Zhao Guangyuan looked away from the palace door. It's not that he doesn't want to deal with them, but it's more advantageous for him to hold their hands and put them under his nose.
He stared at Jinxiu until she started to show off, and then said calmly: "From now on, you will wait outside the hall. I will ignore the rest of the chores and just wait outside the hall."
Jinxiu breathed a sigh of relief and kowtowed quickly: "Yes, I obey your order. Thank you His Highness Seventh Highness for not killing me!"
"Go ahead."
"yes."
After the people left, Zhao Guangyuan took out his mobile phone from his sleeve, with a smile on his face. The person who called the mobile phone actually followed him.
He touched the black rubber band on his hand again, thinking about yesterday's miracle. If he hadn't had these two things on his hand, he would have thought that yesterday was just a big dream.
Click on the video on your mobile phone to watch the competition again.
There are stories about powerful people, generals, families and the world in that film. Zhao Guangyuan couldn't put it down after watching it.
As soon as I clicked on it, I couldn’t see it anymore!
Also, if the world has changed, how can we still see it?
I clicked randomly and found that some things can still be used and viewed. Like that photo.
The kid named Chang Zhi took several selfies and some random pictures, and took a lot of pictures of the popsicle ice cream. Unfortunately, he knew about this thing and hadn't had time to try the taste.
Zhao Guangyuan couldn't help but study the camera and took a selfie...
If you take a closer look, this palace looks, well, quite human-like.
wrong! Zhao Guangyuan frowned, how could this palace be described as human-like and dog-like?
How presumptuous!
I have been so handsome since I was a child, even the prince and brother are inferior to me, and even my mother and queen are dumbfounded. Queen mother, brother prince...
Zhao Guangyuan covered his chest, feeling cramped.
Queen Mother, Prince Brother, since Yuan is not dead, let Yuan seek justice for you two. Definitely want it!
In the capital, the high priest returned from Changling and requested permission to enter the palace.
"Your Majesty, Zhao Gang, long live, long live, long live!"
Emperor Zhengzheng sat on the dragon chair, lowered his head and looked at the people in the palace, "Ai Qing is still alive. I have worked hard on this trip to Changling to offer sacrifices to you."
In the imperial mausoleum area of Tianshou Mountain, there are more than a dozen tombs of emperors and queens of past dynasties. There are three major and five minor sacrifices every year, and each sacrifice has a chief priest. This summer solstice, Zhao Gang said he would go to Changling to offer sacrifices, and Emperor Zhizheng gave him permission.
"Ai Qing previously reported to me that he was observing the stars at night and found something strange in the mausoleum area. I wonder what can be detected?"
Zhao Gang said respectfully: "I climbed to the top of Tianshou Mountain and found that the sand was damaged. The vitality of the dragon's spine collapsed, which may weaken the momentum of the dragon's veins."
The feng shui of the imperial mausoleum was of great concern to Zuo of the Qi Dynasty. Emperor Zhengzheng leaned forward towards the dragon case with a worried look on his face: "Is there a solution?"
"Your Majesty, I have found a solution. It will be repaired soon."
"Very good. No need for boys and girls to fill the dragon's veins this time?"
Zhao Gang's eyes flashed, "The emperor's shrine is under construction, so it is not appropriate to hurt Tianhe. I went to the shrine to see the mountains extending to the south, stretching endlessly, like a blue dragon winding and soaring, hiding the wind and gathering energy. The elephants are all good, and they can ensure that our empire will last forever."
Emperor Zhizheng was overjoyed when he heard this.
When people were ordered to find auspicious land, they all said that the land was better than the temples of the ancestors and could protect the country forever. Emperor Zheng ordered people to dig mountains there to build his own temple.
I heard Zhao Gang say again: "This time is not like eighteen years ago. It was just a slight collapse of vitality. I used Zhenling Beast to suppress it in the formation at the top of Tianshou Mountain, and it has been restored. When I return to the Ancestral Temple, I will see you again." Doing this for seventy-seven forty-nine days can keep the dragon's energy alive for tens of millions of years."
Emperor Zhizheng was very happy after hearing this.
He didn't care why he didn't use boys and girls to fill it in this time. He just said: "My dear, thank you for your hard work. I will reward you with a hundred taels of gold and a hundred pieces of silk for all your hard work."
"My lord, thank you for your generous gift!" Zhao Gang kowtowed to express his gratitude.
After thinking for a while, he added: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, His Majesty the Seventh has been guarding the mausoleum in Changling for six years. His filial piety has touched the heavens and the earth. I would like to recall you to the capital to do some filial piety by His Majesty's side."
Emperor Zhizheng frowned and stared at Zhao Gang closely: "Guangyuan asked you to be a lobbyist?"
Zhao Gang laid his head on the blue bricks of the main hall: "No. His Highness the Seventh Highness has never said a word to me. When I went to visit, His Highness the Seventh Highness was lying drunk in the main hall. Your Majesty is..."
"Do you think he is pitiful?" Emperor Zhizheng's voice was cold and his meaning was unclear.
Zhao Gang didn't dare to raise his head.
Emperor Zhizheng said expressionlessly: "His imperial grandfather loved him the most during his lifetime. None of the emperors and grandchildren were as favored as him. He only guarded the tomb for six years for the late emperor. Now he can't guard it anymore? He likes to drink, so I will reward him again." How many altars does he have?"
How dare Zhao Gang say more.
In the Harem and East Palace, the queen and the prince smiled when they learned that the emperor had rewarded Zhao Guangyuan with several jars of fine wine as tribute.
When the rest of the people in the capital learned about it, they all kept it secret, shook their heads and sighed.
His Majesty the Seventh Prince is probably useless.
