The boss who came from the end of the world, she is sick and needs to be cured

A tall, burly man with a decent appearance stood up and said, "The younger one is Lao Wan. His surname is Lao Wan. He is forty-eight years old this year. He has roots in water and soil and is in the early stage of the super-spiritual realm."

Li Qingming looked him up and down. He looked at this middle-aged man who was honest, honest and honest, and asked, "What did you do in front of the emperor before?"

"The younger one used to be the emperor's groom. He kept horses in the stables full-time. Occasionally he also ran errands and did chores part-time. The younger one is familiar with the streets and alleys of the capital."

"Who else is at home?"

"My mother passed away years ago, and there are now fifteen people in my family, including my wife, children, and grandchildren. They all live in the emperor's former courtyard."

Li Qingming nodded and spoke clearly. Although he only has Lao Wan's contract of sale, it is enough to control the whole family. He asked about the situation of others and looked at Zhuge Yunwen, "Brother Zhuge, what do you think?"

Zhuge Yunwen shook his sleeves and said, "Just wait. It depends on what Madam wants."

Li Qingming followed Zhuge Yunwen to the backyard and whispered: "Can you please help me, Brother Zhuge, to ask what Madam means and whether these people will stay?"

Zhuge Yunwen glanced sideways at Li Qingming, "Okay."

After all, the twenty crooked melons and cracked dates were kept. After all, the mansion still needed someone to take care of it, and the old man and his wife also needed someone to decorate the appearance during their funeral.

When Chu Lingfeng heard the news, he patted his thigh proudly, "Look, I said I would do it this way, but you still have to say you want to send good-looking and slender ones. I personally selected these twenty. You have to be ugly, have a generous figure, and have a cultivation level that is at least in the spirit fetus realm. There really isn’t even one more. It’s worthy of twenty of them!”

All the military ministers immediately raised their arms and said, "Your Majesty is wise!"

Chu Lingfeng waved his hand, "Oh, I won't say any more polite words. Report the progress of the annihilation of the remaining Yama Hall branches as soon as possible. I want to supervise them personally..."

The morning court had just ended the next day, and the emperor, who was overwhelmed with things to do, hurriedly ran to the Zhenguo Duke's mansion and went straight to the mourning hall. When he saw He Zheng still kneeling there, he took a scroll and said, "He Guo Gong, Regarding the funeral of the old man and his wife, I want to arrange it this way. You can see if it is suitable. If it is not suitable, I will change it."

He Zheng's eyes were red and swollen. He had not slept all night. Even a blind person could see the black and blue under his eyes. He just knelt upright in front of the soul with his eyes closed. If he wasn't still breathing, he would have died on his knees.

Chu Lingfeng opened the scroll, "I plan to let the Forbidden Army clear the way. Eight Forbidden Army captains will carry the coffin, and four veterans of the court will support the coffin. Plus your family of three and me, there will be exactly eight people supporting the coffin. Along the way, the Forbidden Army will sing. This is an elegy, praising the great achievements that the old Duke of Guo has made for me, Linyuan Dynasty. I asked Wenyuan Pavilion to write the eulogy, take a look at it, and if there is anything wrong, we will change it."

Now that he has just ascended the throne, the current situation is turbulent and the morale of the military is unstable. He wants those who support other princes to see who is the final winner, who is the chosen one, and who is the legitimate one recognized by "that one" .

He Zheng never raised his eyelids, "Just leave it there."

Chu Lingfeng thought for a while and then said: "Now that the weather is getting colder, I asked them to send some diamond charcoal and warm bedding. Also, if you want to decorate this mansion and look like it, you can follow me You can tell me, or you can talk to Lao Wan."

Seeing that He Zheng still had his eyes closed, Chu Lingfeng wanted to say something, but in the end he could only say, "My condolences."

After leaving the main courtyard, Chu Lingfeng saw Li Qingming, who had sold himself to Li Qingming the day before, "What's your name?"

Li Qingming raised his hands and saluted, "Li Qingming, a common man, has met the emperor."

Chu Lingfeng nodded, "Well, I didn't observe carefully enough yesterday. Come over here and tell me your height and weight. I'll go back and send you some sets of seasonal clothes."

Li Qingming was slightly stunned, "Your Majesty, there's no need for this. We all have cultivation bases that can adjust automatically and are not afraid of cold or heat."

Chu Lingfeng was startled for a moment, "That's okay. I'll send you fabrics. You can use them if you want, or use them as a quilt table if you don't want to. I'll accept them later."

The emperor said that at noon, he sent two full carts of all the fine brocades, silks, brocades, sky silk, etc. in the palace and the weaving room to the Zhenguo Palace.

As soon as Li Qingming saw Zhao Jing holding the child out to bask in the sun, he became a little nervous and quickly ran over to find Yun Qingzi, "Master Yun, the emperor has sent some fabrics. Could you please tell Madam..."

Yun Qingzi was puzzled, "It's not a big deal that you are always so afraid of her. She is not a man-eating tiger, and you and she are not enemies. She has some use in this house, so what are you afraid of."

"I don't know, I'm just afraid. Master Yun, please." Li Qingming kept bowing to Yun Qingzi, "Also, I have singled out those who make clothes for the children. They are all of the best fabrics."

Zhao Jing got the cloth and said, "Baby, this emperor is very good at being a man. From now on, daddy won't need to wash diapers. We have plenty. Just throw them away after use."

Yun Qingzi frowned, this fine silk was usually used to make underwear for emperors and concubines, but in Zhao Jing's case, it ended up like a diaper, throwing it away every time it was used.

"Oh, by the way." Zhao Jing took out the antidote for Xiaoxiao Powder and Tickle Powder from the space, "Master Yun, if those sharpshooters come, give them this antidote."

Yun Qingzi took the antidote and put it into the space ring, "Okay."

The old man and his wife went to the funeral, and the imperial troops cleared the way and carried the coffin. The emperor Chu Lingfeng and the current cabinet ministers personally supported the funeral, and tens of thousands of people stopped to watch. The Forbidden Army sang songs of lamentation, their voices neat and full of sorrow, heavy and desolate.

Even the old emperor didn't have this kind of pomp.

The old emperor was chopped down by Zhao Jing. None of Chu Lingfeng's brothers expected this. They were all caught off guard and were busy fighting for the throne. No one cared about the old emperor's body. A young eunuch randomly found a coffin and buried the body. Installed.

The body lay there unnoticed for several days.

After Chu Lingfeng ascended the throne, he smelled the stench of the corpse and hurriedly buried him in the imperial mausoleum.

Those brothers and uncles who were supporting the spirit were all unkind. They wished they could cut Chu Lingfeng into pieces with a thousand knives. They could simply be crushed to death by the old emperor's coffin, or they could just put him in the old emperor's coffin and bury him together. .

Everyone was secretly competing with each other using the coffin as a medium, and all their spiritual energy was shouting crazily, just wanting to kill Chu Lingfeng.

But Chu Lingfeng had countless treasures hidden under the white linen clothes, and they were broken one after another. He forced all his brothers and the emperor's uncle to suffer until they were exhausted and helpless, and finally became the final winner.

A drizzle fell from the gloomy sky, and even God was sending me off.

Zhao Jing followed He Zheng with her child in her arms, secretly saying: "Old Master, Old Madam, please go all the way. I will take good care of He Zheng."