I just like the Prime Minister

Hearing this, Li Chengzuo squeezed out a slightly stingy smile towards Song Yingluo, and his peach blossom eyes, which had never been regular, seemed to be full of thoughts.

The "servant" driving the carriage turned out to be the current emperor, if it was someone else, I'm afraid that the carriage that was shaking three times at this step would suddenly feel radiant.

However, Miss Song Yingluo was from a noble family in the Marquis Mansion. She didn't have such a small family spirit that she had never seen the world. Instead of being flattered, he glanced at Li Chengzuo coolly, and said sarcastically: "Hey, this carriage that you drove by, will you have to go to the Taimiao to set up a memorial tablet tomorrow?"

However, Li Chengzuo didn't know whether it was because he was concentrating on driving, or because he habitually took all Miss Song Yingluo's words as nonsense, so he turned a deaf ear to this irony.

Miss Song, who was neglected, was furious, and she raised her tone by seven points in a daze, and only then did she bring back Li Chengzuo's ecstasy.

Li Chengzuo blinked, showing a fake smile that could no longer be fake: "What did the imperial concubine say just now, the wind was so strong that I didn't hear clearly."

Song Yingluo: "..."

Miss Song looked at the motionless canvas banners outside the shops on the street, and hoped that a demonic wind would blow up out of thin air in this calm and spring-like capital, and by the way, sweep away the goddamned bastard Li Chengzuo.

However, as soon as the sarcasm came to her lips, Song Yingluo could see Li Chengzuo's absent-mindedness--Li Chengzuo was rarely absent-minded, and most of the time he was... a dead and cheap look, if he was not the prince before Now it's not the emperor, Song Yingluo has already strangled him to death eight hundred times.

However, he was so silent at this moment.

It doesn't seem good to speak sarcasticly while others are in a bad mood. Ms. Song is kind, she curled her lips, rolled her eyes boldly, and leaned out of the car angrily to snatch the sack from Li Chengzuo's hand. Ma Gan: "Okay, give it to me. You can't afford to drive the car. My cousin found out. He can find [-] reasons to send me to the cold palace to think about my mistakes. Your Majesty, please do me a favor." , 'Chen Qie' doesn't want to go to the cold palace, 'Chen Qie' wants to die for your country and country."

The word "cousin" seemed to have finally touched Li Chengzuo, who was like an old monk in meditation. Those eyes that Miss Song Yingluo wanted to pick out and be trampled on by Paoer finally gathered light, and fell silently on the only living thing beside him——Song On the young lady's body, the subordinates did not stop Song Yingluo from snatching things, and they did not follow Song Yingluo's wishes to go to the car to be his honorable and auspicious emperor.

Li Chengzuo took off his hat, put his hands behind his head, showing a lazy look, and leaned on the car as if carelessly: "Where is Junchi, how is he?"

Song Yingluo is a lady of the Hou family who is dressed in brocade clothes, and she fell to the point of driving the car in person. Seeing Li Chengzuo ordering the cheap people around, it is only natural, and hated her teeth itching. The impulsiveness, the appearance is not at all as heroic as a chivalrous woman, but like a nagging housekeeper grandmother: "You are really amazing my master, my cousin can't lift his shoulders and can't resist, his mind is full of sages and his belly is full of articles You let him manage corrupt officials in the cabinet to settle accounts, and he is a first-class capable person when issuing imperial edicts and writing edicts on military planes. If you lure the Khitan assassin to his eyes, are you afraid that he will be stupid when he reads books? Want to practice his courage?"

Li Chengzuo looked at her with a half-smile, and didn't know whether to tolerate her nagging or condemn her for talking too much.

Song Yingluo shrugged her shoulders, noncommittal, she was used to being alone in front of Li Chengzuo on weekdays, and never paid attention to size or inferiority - Li Chengzuo never used his status to oppress others in private, and it was just like this that she was willing to bear so much for Li Chengzuo A thankless job.

However, Li Chengzuo showed his face for no reason today-he is afraid that he is used to being a fool, and his pretentious appearance can only follow when he is wearing a dragon robe. After taking off the dragon robe, he has nothing to do with the word "emperor" Well, he has never been very good at learning the late emperor's calm and majestic Tianyan. Because of this, he made a very inconspicuous expression, which caused Song Yingluo to not notice it at all.

Ms. Song, who had no winks, still muttered: "Your Majesty, I didn't mean you. Sometimes I really don't know what you think. My cousin has the temper of a gentleman, Ding Mao is Ding Mao, you are pretending It’s okay to keep it a secret for more than ten years, either you don’t let him know anything from the beginning, or you just tell him everything from the beginning—look at what you’re doing now, let him know everything in a sudden Now, your original plans to clean up King Qi and clean up other messes, should you let him participate or not."

In Li Chengzuo's ears, Miss Song's chatter was no different from that of an old Taoist priest reciting a mantra. He was about to ignore it completely, but when he listened, he was suddenly taken aback. Li Chengzuo froze and sat up straight: "He Got it? What does he know?"

Song Yingluo was taken aback by him sitting upright suddenly, but she still looked innocent, blinking her big flickering eyes twice: "That's all, someone is manipulating the Khitan people, King Qi is about to rebel, I'm going into the palace It's a deception, and you're going to deal with those people... I know it all."

Li Chengzuo: "..."

Li Chengzuo thought blankly, wondering if there is a shortage of marriage mates in Khitan, he is not going to take this noble concubine, just pack it up and send it over, it can be regarded as a reward for Miss Song's "dedicated" merit and virtue, for the stability of the border make a contribution.

But after thinking about it, Li Chengzuo felt that the hatred between himself and the Khitan people was not that deep, and he should wait until he hoped that no one would die well before giving the marriage.

Song Yingluo naturally didn't know how crazy Li Chengzuo's inner activities were, otherwise, for the rest of her life, this aunt would have to personally kill these wicked thoughts in the cradle.

However, at this time, she was ignorant of the danger of the storm, and she didn't see any clues of "death without a whole body" from Li Chengzuo's sudden silence. Li Chengzuo ignored her, and she was quite happy with herself. He harassed the unlucky horse with his driving pole with his paws, and made the old man in front of him almost kicked, so he stopped his hands consciously, and started to gossip enthusiastically: "Your Majesty, I listened to Xiao Qiye's orders earlier." One ear, said that the group that assassinated you was actually a 'choir'... that is the top assassin in the Western Regions, who has always only traveled in the rivers and lakes and not involved in the court, what happened this time, dare to come to the muddy water here? Is it possible? Is it really for the righteousness of the family and the country? This is worthy of admiration."

Li Chengzuo raised his eyelids and glanced at her: "Have you ever seen a businessman who doesn't get up early?"

Song Yingluo rolled her eyes very ignorantly: "Why should I go to see the businessman?"

The atmosphere of the conversation between them has always been the same as chicken and duck, and you are still very used to coming and going. After being blocked by this sentence, Li Chengzuo didn't take it to heart at all. Ma'er continued: "There is no difference between an assassin and a merchant in essence. The one who buys and sells is goods, and the one who settles the bill is human life. Merchants value profits, and assassins also value profits. If you can afford the price, naturally you can afford it." The grinder."

It was rare for Song Yingluo to use her brain, and she came to an even more nonsense conclusion from Li Chengzuo's nonsense with repeated examples: "Someone bought the choir and used him for their own use?"

"But it's not right." Song Yingluo frowned, "15 years ago, the late emperor used troops in the Northwest, and was criticized for being militaristic. ’ He refused straight away, bluntly saying that he was not involved in court affairs, it has only been a few years, how did his heart become faster than Chen Shimei’s?”

Song Yingluo didn't say anything, what he wanted to say was: Is it because you are an asshole than the first emperor?

Li Chengzuo snorted, and answered Song Yingluo's unspoken question with words: "Probably because I am more handsome than my father, seeing each other more is like a panacea, and I can live at least 20 years longer."

Song Yingluo: "..."

Ha ha……

The handsome and unrestrained emperor, got his wish and received a pertinent evaluation from Miss Song Yingluo's heart: smelly and shameless.

It's just that Li Chengzuo didn't care what Song Yingluo thought, raised his eyebrows and his peachy eyes trembled gently. I don't know what evil thoughts he thought of. The dejected look just now was swept away in an instant, and his whole body They all became lively and fragrant: "To buy a person, you need to use what she needs most... To buy a poor ghost, you need to give him gold and silver, and to buy an official, you need to give him money and power... Don't look at me. The rice bucket only needs one meal."

Song Yingluo: "..."

Miss Song Yingluo's flickering eyes were covered with dark clouds for a moment, and before she had time to retort, Li Chengzuo preempted and continued: "The evil door of the 'choir' claims to come and go without a trace, but in the end it just came from Khitan. A group of people from the rivers and lakes have gained fame, and there is no shortage of gold and silver. What do you think they can do? Khitan's uncles and nephews are now fighting for power, and there is a civil strife, and some people have provoked external troubles like catastrophe. For the time being I don't know if it's because of the water in my head... Ever since I was a prince, some people didn't want me to be a successful prince, so I simply showed him that I was not a good one; but at this moment At that time, everything in the world is as you wish, life will be boring, and there must be some things that he can't afford to buy even if he wants to, isn't it?"

The corners of Song Yingluo's mouth twitched. Seeing Li Chengzuo's eyes slanted, she hurriedly put on a "concubine is stupid, and the emperor taught me that the concubine listens attentively." However, Miss Song, who is as bright as Lu Zhishen, has a bad temper. Admitting that she is helpless, but not reconciled, she lowered her eyebrows and pretended to be gentle and courteous for a while, then her withered and damaged eyes rose upwards.

"What the emperor said is true." Song Yingluo echoed, "It is my duty to let people with bad intentions ask for it without reason. It's just that there are still other matters that I should ask my master for advice."

Li Chengzuo thought about something else, and waved his hand boldly: "Say."

Song Yingluo smiled like a flower: "Please tell me, master, the bribery of the right medicine is certainly effective, but, a humble gentleman like my cousin wants to bribe him as always, what do you want?"

The expression on Li Chengzuo's face froze instantly.

Song Yingluo looked at him without sympathy. After looking at him twice, she realized that Li Chengzuo's expression was very heavy, so heavy that she didn't even have room to gloat - she just wanted to dig a shallow hole, but she didn't realize it. Going down with a hoe, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, and the mountains and rivers flowed backwards.

Li Chengzuo was originally distracted by this matter, and just now he changed the topic, but Song Yingluo pushed his head into the abyss of entanglement with a word.

Song Yingluo realized that what she said was a bit too much, and was about to ramble and make up for a few words, when she saw Li Chengzuo's bastard smile full of dandyism and market atmosphere, and his peach blossom eyes were twitched. : "Isn't raising so many ministers to share my worries, even a prime minister can't hide it, so what's the use of you."

"..." Song Yingluo felt that she had underestimated the face of this hapless master, she remained speechless for a while, and asked bravely, "If you dare to ask the emperor, how can you hide it?"

"I don't know." Li Chengzuo replied decisively, the arc of Taohua's eyes that had been forced to support himself just now became loose under the stiffness and could no longer hold on. Everything in the past.

He hooked the corners of his lips and smiled: "Anyway... I don't know."