Feudal Road handed the luggage to He Meisheng. Although he hadn't spoken yet, He Meisheng had already understood the meaning and knew that there would be no room for her there. He just didn't expect that his luggage was packed and delivered so quickly that he didn't suddenly feel a sense of abandonment and loss, and tears flowed down unknowingly.
Feudao was a little surprised. She was a daughter, but she didn't want Cuiyinglou to know why she was still crying after being able to leave now.
"I'm sorry, I don't know why, why are you crying?" Her first reaction was to apologize. Her father had hated her crying since she was a child.
Maybe the tears made him feel a little softer, and he explained: "Pinghong, because of some things, he can't take you in, so you can stay in my house."
"Master, why didn't you come to see us first when you came back? I just came back to see this boy, and I thought you liked men!" Hearing his voice before seeing him, the person who came was his elder brother. lady.
"Don't talk nonsense, lest you scare him." Feng Jiandao shouted to stop. He had no choice but to raise these girls, and rarely interacted with them on weekdays.
"How can he be so frightened as a little boy? He can't even envy him. Little brother, when you grow up, you also want to marry five or six wives." The second lady interjected, restlessly putting her hands on Feng Jiandao's shoulders.
Feng Jiandao immediately stepped back, one meter away from the two women.
"Okay, stop joking. I still have something to say to him, so let's leave." He saw He Meisheng pouting her little mouth and saying nothing, like a puffer fish. He thought it was very funny and couldn't help but laugh out loud. .
It was the first time He Meisheng saw him smile. I thought in my heart that ladies like him had a way to make him laugh easily. Just take advantage of his good mood and ask about accepting apprentices to practice martial arts. But my begging failed last time, and I was a little scared, so I didn't dare to ask questions.
"If you have something to tell me, I'll make an exception today. I'll put aside the rule of "listen less and ask less" for now. Just ask whatever you want."
"I want to become your teacher."
Feudal Dao had already expected that she would say this, so he walked down the slope and said to him: "I can teach you martial arts, but you are not allowed to say that you are my apprentice to the outside world. We cannot be regarded as masters and disciples."
"Why?"
"There is no reason. If you ask me again, I will regret it."
good. Mei Sheng agreed immediately.
"You have five ladies?"
"Yes."
"Then why do you keep running to Cuiying Building?"
"These are two different things."
"How can it be two different things?"
Feng Jiandao was too lazy to explain to the girl anymore and said: "I have ordered Mingyue to boil your medicine and drink it for you every day, twice a day. Don't forget it. Your body has not recovered yet, so I will teach you some basic Zhuang Kung Fu." .”
"Yes, Master."
"I forgot again, you are not allowed to call me master."
"Oh." She nodded repeatedly.
"Come to the Library and find me at Mao tomorrow."
He Meisheng was overjoyed. Since he was willing to teach him Kung Fu and he could heal his injuries, this was a rare place that had both ends. For the rest, she could only be careful and watch every step.
After the early dynasty, Qianqing ordered Prime Minister Xuan Zuo to remonstrate. With her hair in a bun and a plain jade hairpin, she sat under an ancient locust tree, with the leaves moving in the wind. Under the sunset, she looked back and smiled.
Xuanyi was led into Jiuxiao Garden by Eunuch Qi. Looking up, he saw Qian Qing looking back at him, his look was very moving.
Suddenly, I remembered that when he was in Jiangnan, he first met her when she was still a princess. She was so smart and lovely. It's just that now that she has ascended to the throne of God, her behavior is much more restrained and prudent than before, and she is no longer what she used to be.
Qian Qing ordered everyone to retreat, leaving Xuan Yi alone to discuss matters.
Rumors that the two had a private life had spread in the harem and temples. Qian Qing didn't know about these rumors, nor did he know that there was someone behind these rumors, namely Xuan Yi.
"Xuan Yi." She called his name softly.
"Your Highness."
"Sit down and talk, there are no outsiders here."
Xuan Yi stopped refusing and sat next to her.
"His Highness still keeps this hairpin, and I am extremely frightened."
"In the early years, Xuan Aiqing saved me from danger in the south of the Yangtze River, and later gave me this hairpin, so I regard it as an auspicious thing, just for protection." After she explained, she asked him about his advice to the right minister in the early dynasty. No matter how you look at it, there are ways to deal with it.
"I believe that actors and actresses have been criticized since ancient times. The plight of actors is also the plight of emperors of all generations. Now, Your Highness is presiding over this country. We are both women. We should know that there are various reasons, one or two, and they cannot be overridden. Then, beat him to death with a stick."
"My dearest words please me, so I can rest assured. You can just deal with it."
When Xuanyi came today, he had other matters to advise. "We have some suggestions. The palace is very deserted. If we build a separate courtyard to raise spiritual pets, it can relieve our boredom."
Qian Qing recalled that when he was in Jiangnan, the puppy Bao Zai in his house was particularly cute and he often kept her company. I wonder if he is okay now?
He seemed to see through her thoughts at a glance, Xuan Yi said: "The night before, Baozi gave birth, and after the child was born, he died."
Qian Qing choked up for a moment. Things in the world are impermanent, and life and life are never certain. Her father passed away, leaving her alone, struggling to ascend to power. Now, dissent in both the government and the public has been eliminated.
"I express my condolences to you, and give it a glorious burial."
Xuan Yi said: "Bao Zai still has an heir, why don't I send him to the palace to keep His Highness company."
"Ai Qing has deep feelings for Bao Zai, and I don't want to take away others' love."
"It has left two heirs, one with His Highness and one as a minor servant. How about it."
"Both and flesh are connected, and the pain of being separated from loved ones has already been suffered once, so it is better not to let them experience it again."
Unexpectedly, Qianqing would reject his proposal and changed the subject: "Your Highness is the one to consider it. I heard that there is a kind of spiritual pet in Shu. It is a panda with bright black and white colors. It looks like a Lantern Festival and is very naive. I believe it, Your Highness." If you see it, you will definitely like it.”
Of course Qianqing knew about pandas. When she was a princess, her ambition was to travel around the world, meet the spiritual pets of all generations, and bring peace to the world.
She said: "I have not been on the throne for a long time. If I build the Spiritual Pet Palace at this time, I am afraid that I will be criticized. I know that I love you and I have everything in mind for you."
"It's because I was reckless and didn't think carefully. The construction of the Spiritual Pet Palace is not in a hurry. It won't be too late to discuss it later when I send people to the territory to invite the spiritual pets."
"That's it, I agree, let's get started."
Peng Zexin has set out for Mount Wumei today. After asking, he can reach there in more than half a month on horseback. The mountain road was full of obstacles, and the journey was difficult. It was hard for him to imagine how a thirteen-year-old woman could persevere.
This forest sea stretches as far as the eye can see. The terrain is high in the middle and low on the surrounding sides. A narrow path in the middle winds up like a jade belt.
Suddenly, a group of masked men jumped out from the front, blocking his way.
"Boy, hand over your money, and I'll wait for the heroes to spare your life." The man shouted, showing the blade and coming menacingly.
