The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

It's just too coquettish, not so coquettish at all!

Yan Song, once he starts to show off, he can break the sky, and there is no one in Ming Dynasty who can be called an opponent!

The emperor of our family?Love the people like children?

Yan Song, you speak nonsense with your eyes open, won't your conscience hurt?

Jiajing was so moved that he broke down.

Yan Song is obviously... telling the truth.

With a face of righteousness, what he said was the most awesome flattery!

Jiajing was knocked out.

Although Jiajing has been slapped by all kinds of flattery all day long, he is already a bit aesthetically tired, but Yan Song's flattery is good, wonderful, timely, and the pose is extremely difficult, making Jiajing's heart full of joy.

"Ah? Hahahaha, even though I am perfect, I still have a little problem with my body." Jiajing also began to pretend to be aggressive, and sang with Yan Song:

"Oh, kindness and soft-heartedness are my biggest weaknesses. Yan Aiqing, why do you see me so thoroughly? You really deserve to be the chief assistant."

"Your majesty, I'm not talking about you, but you are too soft-hearted! You are too benevolent! This will not work!" Yan Song continued to flatter.

The emperor's first assistant, for the sake of the "weakness" in the emperor's character, that's called singing and singing together, chatting and laughing happily, hooking shoulders and shoulders, not to mention romantic love.

Many elders felt nauseated.

Disgusting, really disgusting.

No, I have to hold back, I must hold back, even if I don't agree with others, I can't lose my composure.

Finally, these tried and tested elders finally held back and did not spit out on the spot, but Yan Song gave everyone a fatal blow.

Yan Song sang embarrassingly on the spot, and dedicated a song to Jiajing: "Your Majesty, I have a song [Pot] dedicated to you-you are always too soft-hearted, too soft-hearted, and you take all the problems by yourself!"

Jiajing laughed out loud when he heard it, and said, "This song is good, it's about me!"

The important ministers were finally defeated by the joint efforts of the emperor and the evil forces of the chief minister and the evil forces.

Not anymore!

Couldn't hold back.

A group of elders scrambled to rush out, and after a while, there was a sound of vomit outside the hall.

"Ouch! Vomit!"

"It's disgusting, it's disgusting!"

"This Yan Song actually sings embarrassingly..."

"The lyrics are disgusting! I can't eat for ten days!"

"I won't be able to listen to music within a year, it's too hot!"

Jiajing: "..."

Your sister, you are jealous of me!

Yan Song snickered in his heart: "In terms of flattery, you guys are too far behind."

After much difficulty, the important ministers vomited cleanly before returning pale.

No, this Yan Song pretending to be a sycophant has too much attack power, once the aura is on, no one in the world can be it.

In the future, when we saw him pretending to be flattering, we immediately turned around and ran to protect ourselves.

Lu Bing vomited dizzily, put his arms around Yan Song's neck and smiled wryly, "My own man! Don't pretend to be forceful! Do you need to use such force?"

Yan Song smiled wickedly, and said to the emperor who was on the rise: "Your Majesty, I think that you can write to the two court elders and ask them to deal severely with the corrupt officials, local tyrants and evil gentry in Suzhou, but you cannot agree to Ma Chao's unreasonable demands." .At the same time, the publication of [Social Contract Theory] must be banned throughout the country, and any bourgeois liberalization ideas must be severely investigated! Maintain the feudal monarchy! Support the absolute authority of the emperor!"

"Yeah, yum!" Jiajing nodded like a chicken pecking at rice...

There's nothing wrong with that!I love to hear it!

"It's still Yan Aiqing who is old enough to seek the country. Let's do it quickly."

Jiajing's pretense was almost done, he was swayed by flattery, and went back to busy cultivating immortals.

Five days later, the emperor's order was sent back to Suzhou.

Bao Zheng and Hai Rui, two hard-working and unlucky people, have lost a lot of weight in the past ten days.

There's no way, the blame man is so miserable.

They had nothing to do with them at first, but being recommended by Yan Song to this ghost place, it was like sitting on a crater to roast.

Two hard-working people who can't eat well or sleep well all day, how can they not lose weight?

Enough to blame the thief!

Well, at this time, they have dropped from the old Yan Ge to the level of a strict thief, which shows their deep resentment towards Yan Song.

Seeing the emperor's imperial edict come down, the two were shocked, set up an incense table, and knelt down to receive the imperial edict.

After reading the imperial decree, Hai Rui and Bao Zheng were forced again.

"What... what should I do?" Bao Zheng smiled wryly. Recently, his iconic black face is almost turning into a little boy due to long-term shock.