Chu Qing came out of the palace, and just like before, every time he met the fourth child, he was full of flaws.
The fourth child was quite cheerful and sent him to the entrance of Jingyi Hall in person.
Sun An is a little worried. Recently, the fourth child has gone too far, which has caused the performance pressure of the eunuchs below to increase dramatically.
Chu Qing disappeared into the moonlight, and the smile on Lao Si's face gradually disappeared. He returned to the hall again, sat behind the imperial desk, and continued to approve memorials, like an emotionless machine for approving memorials.
They have the same dream of a prosperous life, but the efforts of the fourth and the tenth are different.
Lao Shi seems to be busy, but in fact it is not very busy, because there are many friends and there is a lot of laughter.
And the fourth child, who seems to know how to take advantage of others, actually buries himself in the papers every day, endures loneliness, reads the memorial, reads word by word, and thinks about every word, because he Know that every word may be related to the people of the world, and every word may be related to the lives of countless people.
From the time he ascended the throne to the present, the fourth child actually has no outstanding or impressive political achievements. However, only a few people know that the fourth child can be called a diligent emperor. He will not return to Taowu before he becomes the emperor. The imperial concubines...rested and slept. The Chang Dynasty was already riddled with holes. Even though Chu Qing was running around like a firefighter, it was still the fourth, diligent fourth who was in charge of the overall situation and slowed down the decline of the dynasty.
In the two years since he ascended the throne, he went to court in the morning and approved memorials in the afternoon, day after day, year after year. This was the daily life of the most powerful king in Zhongzhou. He was lonely, boring, and boring, but he never retreated or slacked off. .
Chu Qing left the palace gate, and Fu Sanzheng was teaching Niu Ben how to read Changlu. The two of them were squatting there, one was a good teacher and the other was tireless.
Seeing Chu Qing come out, Fu San stood up.
Chu Qing looked at Niu Ben: "What did you learn?"
Niu Ben laughed sarcastically: "I learned a lot from Third Brother, but I didn't expect that this little book of Chang's Rules would have great wisdom."
"Hey, I really realized it. Then tell me what you have learned."
"In the future, do not use knives to hit people. Use sticks or long sticks. Break a section and do not exceed five feet. After beating the person, run away. If you are caught, pour wine on you. On the pretext of drunkenness, do not act like this. Beat him on the head, hit the thickest part of his body, and there will be no punishment in the name of the injury. If he finds at least seven people to give false testimony, the beating will be in vain..." Niu Ben was filled with emotion: "Chang Lv, that's great, a great book, one of the best. Book!"
Chu Qing waved his hand: "Third brother, get in the car!"
He felt that there was no need to continue communicating with Niu Ben. This kind of birdman would also add a burden to society in the eyes of Chang Lu.
All the way back to the Qianqiying Yamen Office, Chu Qing hurried to the backyard, ready to tell Tao Ruolin and Qingyang the good news. The emperor allowed Qingyang to wander outside.
When I got to the backyard, I saw that the friends were still playing Werewolf. The person who originally sat in Qingyang's seat was Tao Ruolin, but Qingyang was nowhere to be found.
Tao Ruolin had one foot on the stool, holding the cards in her hand. Her eyes were filled with cold light as she looked at Fu Baobao: "Fu Xiaoer, you are a little too young to play with me."
"No, no." Fu Baobao had sweat on his face and waved his hands repeatedly: "I...I am a villager!"
Chu Qing walked over, dumbfounded: "Where is Qingyang?"
Tao Weiran didn't even look back: "I'm dizzy in the room."
"Dizzy, what do you mean?"
Tao Ruolin's face was full of disgust: "I was frightened and fainted."
"What's going on? Why are you so frightened?"
Taoist Feng, who was also holding the card in his hand, had a look of disdain on his face: "The Taoist discovered his identity and was so frightened that he fainted."
Chu Qing was even more confused: "What is your identity?"
"Werewolf!"
Chu Qing: "..."
Xiao Yi also had a look of disdain on his face: "My sister is really embarrassed. She fainted three times. When she wakes up, she has to join in the game again. It's so annoying."
It took Chu Qing a long time to react, and suddenly he remembered what the fourth child just said. Qingyang is particularly easily frightened. When frightened, that's what it meant. He could be frightened and faint even if he played Werewolf, but after that, he was still very playful and playful. ?
Somewhat worried, Chu Qing hurried to the bedroom. As soon as he climbed the steps, He Jizhen's scolding came from behind him.
"Zhao Baodan, you still deceived me, the young sect leader. The sect has a sect that is not to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors. Believe it or not, I will expel you from the sect!"
Not to be outdone, Feng Taoist said: "Stop worrying about setting up the maze, you are the werewolf!"
"Fart, if it's a werewolf, I'll be struck by lightning!"
"If you don't believe me, if you have the ability, swear by the sect master!"
"I'm a werewolf. My father struck me with thunder and lightning every day. Not even his ashes were left!"
Chu Qing turned his head numbly.
Is it possible that, being a filial son again, you just had one thunder, and now your father has four more?
Before opening the door, Qingyang suddenly ran out of the bedroom, without even looking at Chu Qing, and ran directly over.
"I'm awake, I'm awake..."
After Qingyang finished speaking, he suddenly raised his neck and made a sound like a wolf, then slapped Xiao Yi away and took away his cards.
Taking a closer look, Qingyang's face was filled with frost, and he pointed at Xiao Yi and shouted: "Why did you become a werewolf again!"
The friends all immediately looked at Princess Qingyang of the self-destruct truck holding the sign, showing a treacherous smile.
Qingyang's expression froze and he forgot to breathe. There was sweat on his forehead and he didn't dare to take a breath.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Bihua slapped Qingyang on the back. The latter gasped for air. If he held it in any longer, he would faint again.
Qingyang waved his hands repeatedly, panicking: "It's not me, it's not me, it's not me, I'm not a werewolf, I just said nonsense."
"Third brother, do you know how?"
Fu San shook his head: "Young ones can learn."
"Okay, let Mr. Feng Dao replace him. I have something to ask him."
Fu San walked over and wanted to grab Feng Daoren's card, but Feng Daoren took the card back and said as if someone was trying to steal his life: "What are you doing!"
"I'll do it for you. The young master wants to see you if I have something to do."
"no!"
"Geneva pays back!"
Feng Daoren quickly handed the card to Fu San and came to Chu Qing with a curse.
Chu Qing sat on the steps with a smile on his face: "How are you thinking about whether you can accept Qingyang as your apprentice?"
Feng Taoist had a complex expression on his face. He glanced at Qingyang who was playing the game in the distance and opened his mouth, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
"Speak, can you do it? Give me a happy word."
Feng Taoist shook his head: "No."
Chu Qing was anxious: "Why can't it be done? Although I am older, I have a solid foundation. Haven't you seen the bones yet? You should take a look first before talking."
"Lao Dao just watched it secretly."
Chu Qing was extremely nervous: "How about it? Can you give me a five-star review? Gen Gu, okay?"
"It's not bad, but..."
Chu Qing's heart was like a roller coaster: "But what?"
"Since I came down from the mountain and entered the world, I don't know how many people I have watched. This Qingyang's bones are rare to see in a thousand years..."
"Martial arts wizard?"
"waste."
Chu Qing: "..."
The Feng Taoist didn't look like he was joking at all, and said very seriously: "The bones are weird, the qi and blood are blocked, the lower feet are flat, and the double pulses are weak. I have never seen such bad bones. For ordinary people, let alone martial arts." , even if I take two steps, I will be out of breath."
"Impossible." Chu Qing's face was full of doubts: "How can you have such good movement skills if you are so bad?"
Taoist Feng sighed: "Perseverance, great perseverance, this bone can be used to train Taoist Yun's body skills, and it requires countless hardships. Even the old Taoist admires this little girl."
Having said this, Feng Daoren looked at Qingyang again, his expression complex and emotional.
As if aware of Taoist Feng's gaze, Qingyang turned his head and said with a wary look on his face: "Old Taoist, what are you looking at? Are you dreaming if you want to peek at my princess's cards?"
