Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 270 Emperor Cultivation Manual (13)

Although this roundabout method is still too obvious in Qing Zhou's eyes.

She teased him expressionlessly: "Your Majesty, it's hotter when it's two people sleeping. If you want to come over, I can exchange it with you."

Shang Yufan: "..."

The little emperor's face suddenly collapsed, and he looked at her with wet eyes, probably a little bit trying to pretend to be pitiful, but halfway through the pretending, he felt that he had answered the phrase "children", and finally sighed softly.

"The queen is really cruel."

Qing Zhou's eyes were cold, but they were almost imperceptibly bent, and he didn't speak.

Shang Yu Fan paused for a while, with a serious expression, and finally said that he came here to find her on a serious matter: "Actually, I came to see the queen because I have something to talk about—there is something wrong with your Mo Shisan."

Shang Yu Fan and Qing Zhou grew up together, and Qing Zhou had emotional value to testify, so naturally he would not doubt him, and the little emperor also believed in her deeply, and would tell her basically everything.

But Shang Yufan's tone was still a little uncertain and cautious when it came to the matter of his subordinates having two minds.

"I know that Mo Shisan followed the empress five years ago, and was led by the empress alone," he said in a slightly low tone, "but I have enough evidence to say these things."

"En." Qing Zhou responded calmly, and turned to look at the young boy whom he had grown up with since he was a child, "Maybe your Majesty will discuss the evidence with your concubine in detail?"

Shang Yufan saw that there was no trace of surprise on her expression, so he understood in his heart.

I'm afraid my queen has already known about this matter.

In his heart he was both proud and unspeakably depressed, but he still told Qing Zhou everything he found out through the investigation.

Mo Shisan and his group seem to have the idea of ​​finding a new master. In other words, they should already have a new master.

It's just that the people behind them have nothing to do with Qingzhou's purpose, so it's not obvious.

In fact, Qing Zhou already had a vague guess about the identity of the other party, and combined with the results of Shang Yufan's investigation, he became more certain of his thoughts.

Turning around and seeing the bright eyes of the young man, Qing Zhou praised him lightly without being stingy.

"Your Majesty has done well."

Then he leaned over and touched the boy's fair cheek for a moment.

It is said to be a kiss, but it is actually the brief contact between the lips and the skin, but at that moment, it is soft and gentle as if it is inconceivable in the clouds.

Shang Yufan: "..."

How could a half-grown boy be able to withstand such a sudden impact, he stood up abruptly, his cheeks blushing more than half.

He opened his mouth and looked dumb.

After a while, he met Qing Zhou's indifferent eyes, and then he turned around as if he had suddenly reacted, and opened his mouth in a hasty tone.

"Queen... Zhen... suddenly remembered that there are still things to deal with, and the layout of returning to the capital is still a bit negligent. I will give orders to the people below and leave first."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry, his red hot ears could be seen clearly from behind.

Qing Zhou leaned on the railing, her expression didn't change obviously, but her brisk movements of flipping through the book showed that she was in a pretty good mood.

Wu Qi froze and watched for a second, then slowly shrank back, thinking that it might not be able to say anything in such a situation.
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Compared with Qingzhou and Shang Yufan's relaxed and comfortable side, the capital side is very tense, and the prime minister and regent who have been fighting for so many years have also ceased fighting by coincidence.

The whole capital has a feeling that the mountains and rain are about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

In this state, summer is still over.

The summer in the capital passes relatively early. Generally, in mid-August, the red maples outside the city begin to drop their leaves. Now the entire capital is shrouded in crimson, and the beautiful scenery is shocking.

A group of young masters and young ladies who are about to get married meet to go out of the city to enjoy maple leaves, sit around and recite poems with red maple leaves, very happy.

Among the group of ladies, there was one who looked particularly dignified. She was not the most outstanding in appearance, but she was surrounded by the most people.

At this moment, she was reciting a poem with her eyes closed, and when she finished her poem, the people around praised her.

Shengsheng praised this young lady until her face was filled with arrogance.

"Miss Jiang is really talented! She is indeed a woman who was born in the prime minister's family."

"That is to say, if Miss Jiang's poem is to take part in the imperial examination, it will definitely win in one fell swoop, and there is no telling what ranking it will get."

The compliments from the people around are obviously very high level, and it sounds like it's not the first time they've done this kind of thing. The flattery is just right, not too exaggerated, which makes this Miss Jiang even more elated.

A satisfied expression appeared on Jiang Mingyue's face. She straightened her back and was about to continue speaking, but she heard a snort from beside her.

"The trees are full of red maples... Can this kind of vernacular doggerel be called talent?"

The young man's voice was clear, with a faint smile on his face.

The young masters and ladies present were all taken aback.

——Who spoke out what was in their hearts?

Jiang Mingyue's face turned angry, and she subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice. Before she could utter the words of abuse, she met a pair of eyes that were smiling but alienated and indifferent.

It was a young man who looked no more than [-] or [-] years old, half leaning on the horse, dressed in white clothes, with a handsome face and a toughness that only belonged to men, delicate but not feminine, and a pair of smiling eyes looked very special. likable.

Seeing so many people looking in his direction, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened, and he spoke sarcastically.

"Am I right?"

His words made the place quiet for a moment, and the atmosphere froze for a while.

A young master who was usually Jiang Mingyue's admirer turned his head to observe Jiang Mingyue's face carefully, and noticed the thin anger on her face that had not subsided, so he spoke angrily at the young man.

"What do you know! Ms. Jiang's talent is beyond the comprehension of an unknown person like you!"

"Oh?" The young man raised his eyebrows, "Then tell me what talent you have in saying this."

"..."

The boy's face turned red, he opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

"Can't you say it? This kind of poem that a five-year-old child can write is also worthy of your praise?" The boy's tone became a little serious, "Or, the strength of the Western business literati has completely succumbed to the power ?”

His words were more ruthless than scolding people in the face.

It can be said that hitting a snake and hitting seven inches is not an exaggeration.

Especially those sons and brothers who were born in a scholarly family and claimed to be famous and noble, they couldn't help but blush.

"Can I ask you the name of the young master?"

Just when everyone was angry, gloating, and thoughtful, Jiang Mingyue suddenly spoke.

There was no emotion in her tone, but looking at her gloomy expression, everyone thought that she was going to lose her temper.

　This lady from the Prime Minister’s family is the one who pushed the original owner into the water. I don’t know if you still remember ()`ω(ヾ)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)