As a troublesome fox, Murong Xue has many years of experience in finding her own salted fish to cry to.
嘤嘤嘤
After reaching the third floor of the Royal Study, Murong Xue, who was jumping up and down, instantly turned her smiling face into a crying face.
Running to Li Mingda, a fox leaped forward and landed on Li Mingda's recliner.
She cried for a while, looking like pear blossoms with rain, and then turned over her own big pig's trotters twice. Then I got eaten a little bit, and the appearance of an old married couple didn't suffer much, and then...
"Gouzi...we have been bullied...嘤嘤嘤...you have to avenge us...嘤嘤嘤....Wangchao, how many big kidneys have you eaten, dog? Yes, what does it smell like?"
Holding down the noisy Murong Xue beside him with one hand, Li Mingda opened his mouth and continued to breathe at her: "Not many, just three or five. After all, as the saying goes, a lonely yin cannot produce a lone sun, and a lonely sun cannot grow. Cultivation requires nutrition and coordination."
"Bah, it's weird to believe you. The big kidneys you usually eat don't taste like this. Maybe some little vixen came here and disliked me for being old and senile. You are like this at how old I am, eh eh eh"
Murong Xue rolled around when Li Mingda stretched out his hand and started playing with each other. Li Mingda's hands were not idle either, scratching on the left side and on the right side.
Soon Murong Xue couldn't stand being tickled by Li Mingda anymore, so she turned over and got off the recliner next to Li Mingda: "You son of a bitch, damn it, you don't even know how to care about us being bullied. After all, I am your beloved concubine."
"Tch, Pipi Bai, aren't you going to take stock? Tell me, you are going to make some trouble again. If it's Guo Jia, we'll hang them up and smoke them for three days."
"Don't, my lord, I will be disabled for a long time."
Guo Jia's voice came from behind the corner of the screen on the side.
There are many rooms on the third floor of the Imperial Study Room, and there are several screens, especially the huge wooden screens, which are difficult to see when squatting down. Murong Xue, who was squatting aside, glanced directly in the direction of the sound.
He looked at Guo Jia, who was wearing thick clothes, squatting in the corner, holding a thorny branch in his hand, which looked like a thorn.
In fact, the thorns brought at this time were some kind of thorny shrubs from the north.
Li Mingda naturally knew what Guo Jia was causing trouble and why. I just helped Li Mingda clear away the little tortoises in the mud pit. There were not many of them, and they didn't make much noise.
But, once it starts to move, it will always cause some trouble.
Li Mingda and Murong Xue came up with the long-named plan: Play hard to get, a series of tricks, with the mantis catching the cicada and the oriole behind, the eagle behind, and then the eagle behind, but the plan did not go to the end. Guo Jia, the mastermind behind the scenes, ran to Li Mingda on his own. There are people around me asking for forgiveness.
At that time, Guo Jia was wearing a thick cotton coat and soft armor, with two small wattle sticks on his back, and ran to his imperial study room.
You know what Guo Jia is like, the genius Guo Jia, he is just a Pippi. Looking at him like that, Li Mingda knew what this guy wanted to do.
Dressed like that, it would be impossible to get hurt even if beaten twice, and it could also help the emperor calm down and save his face.
"Filial piety"
"You are such a bad guy. You have dumped everything on my black market. There are so many family members and so on, as well as border troops. We have lost a lot of money due to such a big commotion, and we have to deal with the aftermath for you."
"Mother, don't we know that you are managing the black market?"
"What? You're deliberately looking for trouble!"
"Of course not. Under the management of the wise, intelligent, beautiful... Mistress, we thought that this matter would definitely be possible. If it were anyone else, it would definitely not be as good as that." "There are dozens of words of praise. Reading Guo Jia's book is really not in vain.
This is the first time that Li Mingda, a scumbag, has heard that there are actually so many praises for people's beauty in the Book of Songs and other classics.
Murong Xue didn't care about Guo Jia's flattery. The only thing that made her happy was that she was a mistress. After all, I knew that Murong Xue was the biggest in Li Mingda's harem, but it was still so refreshing to be told.
(￣▽￣)/ Holding her head up proudly, Murong Xue nodded with satisfaction and said to Guo Jia who was squatting there: "Fengxiao, we see that you have a good attitude in admitting your mistakes, so we won't go into details about this matter. We'll do it next time What kind of secret operation is it? The biggest mistake is to say hello to us in advance."
"Yes, Mistress, I must inform you first."
Listening to Murong Xue's words, Guo Jia knew that this matter was almost over. After all, the only person in the Tang Dynasty who could control Li Mingda was Murong Xue. This was why Murong Xue had such a high status.
"Fengxiao, my little boy will no longer find fault with you. As the head of the family, we are too embarrassed to say anything else. Changsun Wuji is restless again. How do you think we should deal with him?"
As Li Mingda's confidant, he naturally knew very well about Changsun Wuji. He knew in his heart what the future outcome of Changsun Wuji would be. Now that he wants to kill Yao Mozi again, he must be punished, but he cannot be killed or injured.
"My lord, I think that Changsun Wuji has accumulated a lot of toxins in his body after being in the prison for a long time and lacking exercise. You can use croton to help him eliminate the toxins."
croton
Murong Xue once tricked Wu Jue with croton, which resulted in Li Zhi receiving the special treatment of gastric lavage. Now that he heard this word again, Li Mingda felt a little nostalgic.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that Tianlao has also used this thing, and the effect is pretty good.
The disadvantage is that I have to help Changsun Wuji clean up the scene. I took a look at the weather outside. It is snowing heavily in the twelfth lunar month of winter. If Changsun Wuji collapses, he may have to recruit an imperial doctor.
Rubbing his fat chin, Li Mingda looked at the fox at home who was listening and listening.
"Pippi Xiaobai"
"What are you doing?"
“In broad daylight”
"Hate"
"Hey hey hey, how do you think you'll teach him a lesson this time?"
"Let's give him a beating. After all, in this weather, if he is weak, he still has to ask the imperial doctor to give him medicine. Although it has been reviewed by the Imperial Hospital, taking medicine will always make people think about it."
Rubbing his chin, Li Mingda thought about the pros and cons, rolled his eyes slightly, and a smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth.
As Murong Xue, who had a deep understanding of her own salted fish emperor, looking at the evil smile on Li Mingda's lips, she knew that Li Mingda was 100% going to use the Croton plan to trick people.
"Zhuge Xiaobai"
"I am here"
"I went to prepare crotons, and then Fang Feng heard that Changsun Wuji was poisoned, and asked Mingyue to write down a random prescription and go to Tai Hospital to get medicine."
“Good”
"Filial piety"
"I am here"
Li Mingda pointed outside: "Tell Wen He that your people will follow suit and check the noise outside to see if anyone in the court is still thinking about Changsun Wuji."
"promise"
Murong Xue jumped up and down to find Mingyue to write a prescription, while Guo Jia stood up and left the imperial study room holding his so-called small vitex stick.
At dinner that night, Changsun Wuji, who was in the prison, looked at the beans in his rice bowl and his expression was blank.
To be continued
