Madam is a Superstar

This sentence made Zhao Zhuoyuan's face turn blue and black. If he was angry, he would inevitably be told that he was narrow-minded.

Facing the stunning face in front of him, he gritted his teeth and shook the wide sleeves of his official robe vigorously.

No need.

Song Qing clicked her tongue in her heart. Looking at her so early in the morning made her child angry. Why bother?

Master Priest, you are really eloquent.

A compliment that sounded both true and false sounded beside him. Unlike Zhao Zhuoyuan, this one sounded much more mature.

As if an elder truly appreciates the talents of a younger generation, Prime Minister Zhao Zhengqing half-squinted his eyes.

He did not turn his head to the side to watch the fight between the two children, but looked forward and respectfully waited for the arrival of the emperor.

If someone didn't know what he was doing, he would think that the person standing there was a loyal minister of Dayuan.

Who knows what kind of cunning and greedy old fox lies beneath this disguise.

Song Qing withdrew his gaze and behaved exactly the same way, showing off his pride of not collaborating with the world.

The Prime Minister is very complimentary, and it is also thanks to the fact that this priest has stood with you, the Prime Minister, for so many years.

After hearing and seeing it day after day, I have just learned these superficial things, which are not worth mentioning.

As soon as these words fell,

A group of civil servants behind him all gasped, and the atmosphere fell into an audible silence.

Of course, such a subtle atmosphere is limited to the civilian camp on the left.

If you look to the right, you can see a group of generals watching the show.

The generals did not show any emotion on their faces, but the corners of their mouths that could not suppress their frantic curling revealed their excitement and excitement.

Don't just talk, start fighting! These people had a fair and just reason to kill these civil servants today.

The general has given orders that if the priest is bullied in the court, they do not have to swallow his anger.

Go up and show some color to these traitorous officials. The emperor has tacitly approved of this.

Zhao Zhengqing opened his eyes, and the vicious and sinister calculation in his eyes flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Since the priest has only learned a little bit, he should understand that disaster comes from his mouth and think twice before he acts.

The threat was not concealed at all, but those eyes were still reluctant to look at people.

Song Qing would not be confused by such a sentence, so her red lips raised Shi Shiran's smile,

Misfortune never comes from the mouth. This priest has not made any divination, so I don't know. However, I have just noticed that Prime Minister, there is a hint of joy in your eyebrows.

I was surprised for a moment, so I counted with my fingers and found out that your concubine in the backyard has a happy pulse. You are pregnant with a son at this old age. I will first express my congratulations here.

What did you say?!

Zhao Zhuoyuan raised his voice and reverberated throughout the Qinzheng Hall. When all the eyes came to focus,

Only then did he realize that he had lost his composure. When Zhao Zhengqing turned around and glanced at him, he suddenly bowed his head in shock.

Father, my son made a mistake. He was just too surprised and that's why...

It’s really no wonder that Zhao Zhuoyuan had such a big reaction, everyone in the world didn’t know.

Today, the prime minister has many wives and concubines in his backyard, but he only has one son, and the others are all daughters.

This time Zhao Zhengqing was finally willing to look at the person, his deep eyes were filled with scrutiny and scrutiny, Do you take the priest's words seriously?

Unfortunately, Eunuch De's sharp and high-pitched singing voice filled the hall, causing a wave of memories.

The Emperor has arrived!

The officials and ministers gathered their minds and straightened their official robes, concentrating solely on presenting themselves to the emperor.

While she was adjusting her sleeves, Song Qing glanced at Zhao Zhengqing beside her and gave her answer.

nature.

Although the voice was small, it could be heard by Zhao Zhuoyuan behind him, and these two short words,

It was enough to cause an uproar in the hearts of the Zhao family and his son. Since they were determined to seize the throne,

How could he be willing to have only one son at his knees, a loser like Zhao Zhuoyuan who couldn't stand up to the wall?

Long live my emperor! Long live!

The sound of worship from ministers and officials resounded throughout the Qinzheng Hall, inside the gilt dragon chair symbolizing the supreme power and status of the 95th Five-Year Plan.

Nangong Yu's eyes lingered on Song Qing below for a moment, and his face, as handsome as a god, had a soft expression.

Everyone is safe.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

Your Majesty, I have this letter to inform you about the construction of a dam on the lakeside...

The golden morning light swayed across the main hall at some point, reflecting the scene of the emperor and civil and military ministers discussing state affairs together.

An hour later, another gust of autumn wind blew by, and the morning came to an end. When the emperor looked at him,

Eunuch De sang the morning report and all the ministers dispersed, but at this moment Zhao Zhengqing raised his wide sleeves and spoke,

Your Majesty, I have a written statement.

Nangong Yu's long and narrow dark red phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and there was no emotion or anger in them.

allow.

Zhao Zhengqing walked to the center of the palace under the watchful eyes of all the officials, held the fluorene plate in his hand and bent towards the king on the high throne.

Reporting to your Majesty, I heard that Persia came to our Great Abyss and brought a cat with him. This cat is the holy cat of Persia and is a spiritual creature.

The old minister thought that Persia's intention was not just to surrender, but that the emperor should take more precautions.

What the Prime Minister said, those who know know that the Prime Minister is thinking about our court, but those who don't know think that the Prime Minister is doing things for the Pope.

The sound is as sonorous and powerful as a bell. Just by hearing it, you can tell that it comes from the mouth of a military commander with deep inner strength.

What does this mean, General Shangguan? The truth is just to report what you know to the Emperor, as you should do as a minister, but the general is making rash speculations. Could it be that he wants to sow discord between the truth and the Emperor?

The general Shangguan mentioned by Zhao Zhengqing was Shangguan Yao's father, Shangguan Hong, who had fought for Dayuan for decades.

Two years ago, he was seriously injured in a battle against the barbarians on the border. He could not go to the battlefield again, so he stayed in Beijing to train his troops.

Hearing this, he sneered without even looking at Zhao Zheng's livid face, as if he was still mocking silently.

Are you using this general to sow discord between you and the emperor? Pretend, don't look like an old face!

you!

okay.

Nangong Yuhanliang's words interrupted Zhao Zhengqing's verbal battle with his lifelong rival.

Zhao Zhengqing waved his wide sleeves and gave up. He grasped the fluorene board again and looked at the high position, but his sharp eyes were directed at the King of God. He was shocked and knelt down to explain,

Your Majesty, I have no intention of arrogating. It is only because I am too worried that Persia will have evil intentions towards us that I speak without hesitation.

The old minister and General Shangguan have been grudges for a long time. It must be a deliberate revenge, so they are holding on to the mistake that the old minister made unintentionally. I hope the emperor will understand!

Hey, General, I have such a bad temper. Zhao Zhengqing, you old man, what are you talking about? If I, the General, are deliberately retaliating, I think you are the one who is spitting blood!

It's easier for you to say that you are spitting shit, but I think you, an old man, are just spitting shit!

Shangguan Hong still felt annoyed after scolding him. He was about to seize the opportunity to curse a few more words, when he saw the emperor on the dragon throne out of the corner of his eye.

He angrily withdrew his foot that was about to step out, and stopped when he was ready. The emperor even gave him a chance to scold this old man to relieve his hatred.

Don't be too greedy. After all, you no longer have to guard the frontier. There are many opportunities to scold Zhao Zhengqing.

Recalling the years when I was far away from the court and suffered from Zhao Zhengqing's secret losses in the frontier,

Shangguan Hong wished he could crush his silver teeth into pieces and eat Zhao Zhengqing, the old treacherous official, alive.

Nangong Yu's eyes moved to Zhao Zhengqing's face, which looked forbearing at the moment. When he spoke softly with his thin lips, the invisible imperial majesty was fully revealed.

The prime minister knows more than the emperor, I.