I just like the Prime Minister

Naturally, the carriage driven by the emperor would not go to the Hou's mansion.

Hua Gai only pretended to turn a direction in front of the gate of Jiang's mansion, and once he reached a place where the people in Jiang's mansion could not see, he immediately turned his head and headed towards the palace.

Li Chengzuo made up his mind to make the best use of Ms. Song's "capable minister" who "can talk nonsense with literature, but can eat half a pot with martial arts"-he finally expressed his incomprehension, and simply closed his eyes, Leaning back, she let Song Yingluo drive the car at ease, while she nestled in the car with dignity and closed her eyes to rest her mind.

Song Yingluo vomited a mouthful of old blood, and was about to spray it on the face of the hapless emperor who was putting on airs at any time, but she waited for a long time before seeing him poking his head out to continue gossiping without seeing him being annoying.

Song Yingluo had no choice but to save this mouthful of old blood for the time being. However, she drove for a long time and approached the gate of the palace, and did not wait for Li Chengzuo to squeak. Because of "ashamed of himself", he hid himself and went to hide, but he really fell asleep.

When he was asleep, he looked nothing like the one-in-a-kind dude when he was awake. His originally handsome brows were slightly frowned, and for no reason there was a diametrically opposite expression of "concern for the country and the people" on his disastrous face. , and if there seems to be nothing, there is a little melancholy that cannot be explained and frivolity that has no place to rest.

It's really boring for him to be an emperor, Song Yingluo thought, people can pretend to be a city, but they can't pretend to be temperament.He loves to play, loves to make love and talks, as if he was noble and innocent brought from his mother's womb, but he is most unsuitable for Yunbo's treacherous and ever-changing court.

He can order life and death with one sentence, but whether this sentence is effective or not does not depend on whether he is the emperor, but whether he has firmly grasped the power in his palm.

He has been the prince since birth, holding the most coveted position in the world, feeling like he is sitting on pins and needles.Everyone thought he was lucky, and even the first emperor felt that it was a great favor to give the son of the Empress Yuan as his successor.Some people wanted him to keep the throne, and more people wished that he would die without a whole body so that he could replace him, but no one really asked him if he wanted to be this boring emperor.

When a person has everything, but runs counter to the matter of "survival", can he still have the courage to tell or face the truth?

For some reason, Song Yingluo suddenly remembered Li Chengzuo's "I don't know".

However, before her hand came close, she saw Li Chengzuo's eyes froze suddenly, and there was a tense killing intent and cold light in his eyes.

Song Yingluo was startled, she drew her hand back decisively, lowered her head and frowned, no longer looked directly at Li Chengzuo, and called out hesitantly, "Your Majesty, we've arrived at the gate of the palace."

The tense string in Li Chengzuo's eyes instantly relaxed, he straightened up, and after a long silence, he lifted the curtain with an expression that blended with the night, and got into the bewildered night of the palace.

Early the next morning, the morning light was still there, and Li Chengzuo did not go to court as usual, but he swaggered and ordered several ministers to enter the imperial study for questioning.

The adults were inexplicable, and they didn't expect why Li Chengzuo suddenly changed his past and tried his best to cure him. Naturally, they would not be in a good state of answering questions. They were confused by their emperor's rambling questions, and finally Li Chengzuo made a conclusion with one sentence : "Trash! The prime minister is sick! Is that how you are slacking off on your official duties! Why don't you go ask the prime minister for instructions and then talk back!"

A few ministers suffered from this unreasonable disaster, submissive, lest the emperor would be dismissed from office if he was moody, so they all ran surprisingly neatly, faster than monkeys who could climb trees.

Prince Rui Li Chengsi watched from the side, he let out a long and mature sigh.

Of course Li Chengzuo heard it, the domineering energy he had just given up when he was training people had not dissipated, and he turned his face to see people with his nostrils: "Old Qi, I told you to talk back and forth, what are you sighing for?"

This person offended the prime minister himself, so he didn't dare to see him, and for no reason, he invited a few ministers who could talk to the prime minister to talk nonsense all morning, and finally spent all of them, and turned around to find fault.Li Chengsi knew his emperor's elder brother's appearance like the back of his hand, but he was too lazy to expose him. When he looked up at Li Chengzuo, he smiled meaningfully, and Li Chengzuo's goosebumps appeared from the smile.

... The younger brother, who has never seemed very cute since he was a child.

Although the courtiers who were scolded away by the emperor for no reason were a little bit cowardly, they were not complete losers after all—it was a matter of their heads and official positions, and no one could get away with it.Among them, the smarter ones keenly caught the word "Prime Minister" from it, as if grasping the straw of life-saving in an instant, they all redressed their clothes and prepared generous gifts, and went straight to the Prime Minister's mansion to visit the "long-ill man" Healing" Jiang Xizhu.

The Chiang Mansion, which had been quiet for several days, suddenly became bustling.

Jiang Xizhu didn't know what happened, and all the colleagues who were officials in the same dynasty came to the house to ask for their health, and they had to cheer up and get up to greet the guests, and asked a few insincere words, but this group of old foxes alone He has cultivated to become a fine man, and he is about to become a fairy when he turns around. His mouth is stricter than the guards at the palace gate.This group of people lined up with endless smiles, short of tattooing three flamboyant "you know" tattoos on their faces.

Jiang Xizhu's patience ran out, and he politely got up to see off the guests. The cheeky old foxes didn't dare to stay any longer, and left with thousands of reminders.

Only when he was sent to Wang Ding'an, the servant of the Ministry of War, did Jiang Xizhu notice some unusual expressions - Mr. Wang has a wide body and a fat body, and has always had a rather honest and natural temperament. However, today, this Mr. Wang, who is known for his kindness, actually looked Dodging, with greasy cold sweat on his face, like a mouse caught by a cat while stealing food.

Well, he's still a fat rat.

Jiang Xizhu stood at the gate of the mansion, sending them off one by one calmly, and when they were finally sent to Mr. Wang Ding'an who wished to get away with it, he stopped uncharacteristically, and said calmly, "Mr. Wang stay."

Wang Ding'an was almost stumbled by the sound of "stopping", and was in a dilemma for a while, before he shyly turned around the square figure with wide and narrow sides like a wooden scarecrow, saluted and smiled and said, "What else can the prime minister order?"

"Don't dare." Jiang Xizhu smiled coldly, but in Wang Ding'an's eyes, it made people feel more uneasy than when he didn't smile, "I just want to talk to adults."

Wang Ding'an thought he had put together a decent smile, but in fact, it was probably uglier than crying. Seeing that Jiang Xizhu had already assumed the "inside invitation" posture, before he could say "no", he rode a tiger and was invited back again. up the lobby.

Jiang Xizhu was obviously not as polite to him as he was to others. It was considered good if he maintained his demeanor. He glanced at him indifferently, raised his hand and asked him to sit down on the upper seat, and said expressionlessly: "What happened?"

Wang Ding'an didn't know where to put his hands and feet, so he looked at Jiang Xizhu several times with treacherous eyebrows, and every time he saw Jiang Xizhu staring at him, there was a kind of silent threat of "if you don't explain it clearly, my lord, don't even think about going back", so he had no choice but to Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, he regarded death as home and said, "The emperor called a few adults to answer the conversation today, and lost his temper a lot."

"En." Jiang Xizhu said, "What did the emperor ask?"

After he finished speaking, Wang Ding'an carefully looked at Jiang Xizhu twice, and seeing that Mr. Jiang's face was normal, he bravely sat up slightly, stopped shrinking his hands and feet, and said in embarrassment with a sad face: "Actually, I didn't ask anything. I guess what the emperor is most concerned about is what the seventh prince is going to say, probably about the assassination a few days ago... I really don't know, before the seventh prince can reply, the emperor kicked out all the ministers .”

Jiang Xizhu: "..."

Oh, Jiang Xizhu thought to himself, it seems that Li Chengzuo has nothing serious to do, he is just idle and uncomfortable, finding faults and throwing fire.

Wang Ding'an couldn't see anything else from Jiang Xizhu's calm expression, and he was completely uncertain what he meant, so he could only tentatively said: "You said, the emperor is..."

Jiang Xizhu's face was expressionless and angerless, as if he had turned into a sage in a book, unable to listen to the trivial chatter of ordinary people, for a long while, he closed his eyes as if he was tired.

Wang Shilang, who was in a cold sweat, felt that he could probably pack up and leave.

Sure enough, Jiang Xizhu stood up silently, lowered his head and gave a half-truthful "cough", showing a very polite smile: "It's getting late, Mr. Wang, please go back to the mansion earlier, I will go to the mansion another day to thank you for visiting Friendship."

Wang Ding'an repeatedly said "Don't dare", but felt amnesty in his heart, and slipped away with oil on his feet.

Li Chengzuo is probably trying to please and admit his mistakes. From Song Yingluo, who didn't open any pot yesterday, to this group of inexplicable colleagues today, they all came to find the way for his old man.

But that's not the problem.

Li Chengzuo will not admit that he was wrong, which has nothing to do with the reality of the emperor's dignity.Jiang Xizhu thought for a while according to Li Chengzuo's usual behavior, and felt that he was probably doing his own way—I made you unhappy, and I coaxed you. After coaxing you, I will repeat the same old mistakes and repeat the same mistakes.I have my reasons, I have my difficulties, so as long as you become happy, I will keep going.

This is also the reason why he was able to make up his mind to wear that fake mask with no truth for so many years, promising him a high official and rich salary, and promising him supreme gifts, but in fact it was all just to coax him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xizhu closed the door exhausted physically and mentally.

However, Li Chengzuo's new ways of acting coquettishly and cheating are always emerging one after another. Jiang Xizhu has experienced hundreds if not thousands since he was a child.

After the "spies" who were sent by Li Chengzuo detoured 250 detours after being shut down by the Jiang family, the matter was added to the [-] detours and passed back to the palace. Li Chengzuo was on the hot pot in the palace He turned [-] circles like an ant, and finally couldn't sit still in the palace, but before he could repeat his old tricks and go out of the palace in a subdued suit again, a piece of news nailed him tightly in the palace like a sea god needle—— — General Pei turned defeat into victory and defeated the Khitan army. Khitan sent envoys to Beijing to demand peace talks.