The most miserable host of Kuai Chuan is none other than me

Li Guo went to court, and civil and military officials each occupied one side.The emperor came out to be bowed down by Wanchen, and just said "Pingshen" that was on his lips.

"Your Majesty has something to play."

"Your Majesty also has something to play, in broad daylight, it's clear."

"..."

Above the temple, there will be three rounds of the battle between the civil and military ministers tomorrow.

In the first round, the eyeliner gathers intelligence.

In the second round, find a few party members to submit a memorial to see who is right, and what they say is true.

In the third round, unless it is absolutely necessary, under normal circumstances they will not be moved out.If the emperor does not express his position, he will be impeached by the court.

"My loves, take your time." The emperor stretched out his hand with a headache, and waved it twice, trying to fan away their anger with his hand, "Okay, let's start with the prime minister."

The people of Li Kingdom all know that Wen is the Prime Minister Lu Jian, Wu is the prince of Jin'an Jiang Ge, and the emperor is a waste who stirs up trouble.

As long as the prime minister's heart is stabilized, the rest is just a second word.

"Your Majesty, please uphold justice for me. My only son was humiliated in the street a few days ago, and King Jin'an, his own husband, ignored it."

Lu Jian bowed his body, holding up the white sign in his hand, with tears streaming down his face.

It's impossible to go back home, Lu Weiyang has only Heli back home, his heart can't bear to leave his precious son in the prince's mansion for three days.

"What! It's ridiculous, Jin An, are you like this?"

Xiao Xuan sat on the dragon chair, the veins on his forehead bulging.Feeling uneasy, a few days ago, he heard from people in the palace of his mother and concubine.

It is said that they are very affectionate, and the harps are harmonious.

"How dare I, my minister, that day it was just my wife and I quarreling. Riding a horse to relax, I was shocked by a chicken on the side of the road, and didn't bring any money with me. My wife learned that I was humiliated there and ran my horse to redeem me."

"Haha, they are all trivial things, what do you think, Mr. Lu?"

Xiao Xuan smiled and complimented the two people below, no matter which one is the lifeblood of Li Guo.

"Old minister! I have nothing to say."

Lu Jian gritted his teeth angrily, he didn't know that Yang'er could ride a horse, a pampered person since childhood, but he still has to ride a horse when he comes to the palace!

Will he go out with the army in the future?Go to the barracks with that bastard Jiang Ge!

"Father-in-law, please stop, father-in-law." Jiang Ge held the official hat in his hand, and walked up quickly to synchronize with Lu Jian.

The fellow bureaucrats subconsciously avoided the two powder kegs, and if they were in the lobby, they would start arguing.

That is to make a fuss in front of the Holy Majesty. The Holy Majesty is a useless piece of trash, and he doesn't want to do anything to Lu Jian and the prince.

"Shut up, you prodigal son, who is your father-in-law, please clean up your mouth." Lu Jian, who had saved most of his face for most of his life, was swept away at this moment.

Looking at the face with three points of eyebrows like Zhao He, he snorted, his beard was blown high by the wind: "What's the matter with calling me?"

Jiang Ge made a gesture of please go first, put down his airs and followed him: "Father-in-law, let's talk while walking."

"You rascal, if you call me like that again, don't blame the old man's fist for being rude."

……

Near noon, Father did not send anyone to call him back.Lu Weiyang sat in the gazebo, leaning on the railing to watch the fish swimming in the pond.

Tweety looked flustered, ran over from a distance in a hurry, and called him out of breath: "Princess, hurry up..."

"What's the matter? Is the prime minister's mansion coming to pick me up in a carriage?" Lu Weiyang stood up abruptly, reaching out his hand to block the glare of the sun.

After walking a few steps forward, the clothes on my body were too thick and too hot.He slowly retreated to the gazebo and stood inside to watch the maid running over.

Beads of sweat dripped down the servant girl's forehead. She glanced at the servants arranged by the lord around her, and approached him to report the situation of the battle: "Master, it's broken. The lord is back."

"What?" Lu Weiyang was taken aback and still didn't forget to order her: "You send the little concubine I bought to the backyard first, don't let the prince find out."

"Oh." Tweety squeezed her sweaty sleeves and ran quickly to the study, not knowing what her young master was thinking.

It was only on the first day of the wedding that he arranged for the prince to be a concubine, wishing to serve her husband with other women.

A man with a tall and straight figure, riding on a horse, whipping the horse, returning home like an arrow.I was afraid that I would not be able to accompany the people in the house later, so I went back to the prime minister's mansion.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." The guard who cleared the way raised his long whip.

It frightened the people on the side into shock.

"Why, is this a border emergency?"

"I don't think this situation is very likely. Why did the prince go home when he was in a hurry at the border?"

"Brothers, I don't know if Princess Jin'an brought back a woman in the land of smoke and willows this morning. This time, the prince is..."

"Catch the traitor!" A stubble-faced man picked up the frail scholar who was gossiping, threw it aside, and drew the big knife on his back, "Are you also worthy of gossip about Young Master Lu?"

The icy back of the knife suddenly touched the scholar's neck, and the frail scholar trembled in fright. He dared not speak out, but he wanted to say a few words: "...the city... knows that the young master of the Lu family is stubborn by nature."

"You scumbag must talk nonsense!" The butcher grabbed his neck and threw him aside easily.

Scholars are gracious, grinning in pain, and want to stand up and argue.

The common people admire the prince and have nothing to do with Lu Weiyang, they don't regard the two as a couple at all.

They were all waiting to see the joke about Lu Weiyang being divorced. In their perception, it was Lu Weiyang who begged the emperor to marry him.

Their lord should have inherited the Datong and replaced that useless emperor.The party members left behind from the previous dynasty also hated Lu Weiyang to the bone.

"If what I said is not true, then why didn't the prince go to the prime minister's mansion today?" The scholar was forced to blush.

The carriage of the prince's mansion is unique, it was given by the former emperor, and the road between the prince's mansion and the prime minister's mansion happens to pass through this road.

It was almost noon, and there was no carriage passing by.When the scholar said this, there was a lot of discussion among the crowd watching on the street.

Being beaten in the street had ruined his literati character, so he would show off his quick tongue, which is also justified.

"You mob!"

The outspoken butcher knows no red tape and should be hacked to death for speaking ill of his benefactor.

In broad daylight, the two wrestled together.

"Donkey—" the carriage stopped suddenly, and the groom in front of the carriage looked at the chaotic situation ahead, holding the reins, not knowing what to do.

"what happened?"

Lu Weiyang's face was sullen, just now he was pushed on the chair by those nuns, dressed up, and put on jewelry.

It's heavy, and I can't shrink my neck.

"Reporting to Wangfei, there seems to be a mob fighting in front... the servants just go and drive them away."

Xiao Dezi looked at the black crowd in front of him in embarrassment, stood on tiptoe, and looked through the gap to see who was fighting. He cleared his throat: "...don't fight anymore, Jin'an..."

Before Xiao Dezi could finish his sentence, a man with a bruised nose and a swollen face squeezed out from the crowd, and ran towards him like shit: "Help, this butcher has gone mad."

"If you dare to say that Young Master Lu is not good, I will hack you to death." The butcher who slaughtered pigs was very skilled with knives, and tried to scare the scholar with different tricks.

Jiang Ge's guard happened to be ill today, so Jin Rong was asked to follow him, but Jiang Ge was unwilling.This little virtuous son volunteered, but his qualifications are still low.

In the carriage, Lu Weiyang was so bored that he lifted the curtain to uphold justice for his little Dezi.

What greeted him was a roar, and a wide butcher's knife came over.

"Master Lu." The man holding the knife didn't look very kind, first he was startled, and then put away the knife that was so close to him.

Xiao Dezi obediently walked around the strong man in front of him, pursed his lips and called, "Princess."

"Do you recognize me?" Lu Weiyang asked with lingering fear as he rubbed his uneven head.

Fiery gazes fell on him one after another. The prime minister protected his only son very well.

Almost no one has seen his real appearance, Lu Weiyang is not in good health, and usually does not go out.Rumors about the place where the fireworks hang around only came out today.

The gazes of those people were either friendly or unfriendly.

It's nothing more than the so-called envy, jealousy and hatred. There is nothing wrong with his face anyway, and he can be regarded as a bit of a prosperous beauty.

"Young Master Lu, don't you remember me? I am Wang Hu, who was hunted by the late emperor that year. I was shot by the prince's arrow while hiding in the grass. You saved me when I was dying."

Wang Hu put the knife in his hand back into the scabbard on his back, kicked the scholar away like a football, and then looked at him with a playful smile.

"Such a big man, the prince can't even see that he is a person, how did he become the emperor?" Lu Weiyang gritted his teeth and muttered softly.

[Everyone has his own life, just like you are a piece of scrap iron in real life, you can live in the upper class if your parents are good. 】

"Hey, your metaphor is too contemptuous of my personality."

Listening to the system's explanation, Lu Weiyang tugged on the curtain angrily.

Unexpectedly, Wang Hu suddenly said in a tenor voice, and he said roughly: "I also think that the prince's archery skills are really not good."

"Hu, I'm going back to the prime minister's residence. I'll host a banquet to invite you to the residence another day." Although Lu Weiyang felt that what he said made sense.

But the emperor is ignorant, and he is also the current sage, the heaven of this Li country.

His history is not good, but he likes to watch the TV series of the hero, in which there is a minister who is drunk and talks nonsense with the people in his company.

In a blink of an eye, it was closed to Dali Temple.

Jiang Ge spread his legs, and when he finished speaking, he held his waist, pulled him back, and threatened, "Xiao Dezi, hurry up and leave."

Just when he was communicating with Wang Hu, the timid little Dezi had been clearing the way in a humble way, but fortunately, everyone knew the exclusive carriage of the prince.

The road was now unimpeded, and Xiao Dezi happily pulled the corners of his mouth, naturally raising a beautiful arc.

The black shadow hidden in the crowd quickly stuck to the wall in the alley, and when the carriage ran away, only the back and dust could be seen.

He just showed his head.

"Why are you holding me?" The carriage was very spacious, but Lu Weiyang was sitting on the man's lap, no matter how he adjusted it, it was awkward.

"You, Lu Weiyang, are the daughter-in-law that this king married with gold ten thousand taels, why don't you let me hug you?"

Lu Weiyang couldn't stand someone talking close to his ear, the carriage kept shaking, and the man's beautiful slightly warm lips were still pressed against his ear from time to time.

The magnetic sound was like a tiny electric current filling his eardrums, making him numb all over.Lu Weiyang pushed him away vigorously: "Then don't get close, the things on my head are too heavy."

"Why does Shen still wear it?" The man asked like nonsense.

Lu Weiyang answered bravely: "The mother in the mansion said, when I go back to the door, I have to wear more jewels, so that I don't lose the prince."

"My person, I can't lose it." Jiang Ge stretched out his hand to pinch his swollen cheek, only to realize that the person in his arms was so beautiful.

Just now he opened the curtain, only half of his body was exposed outside, and the round and lovely buttocks were facing him.

What does Lu Weiyang want to do?Does he want to rely on these to get my king's attention and attract my king's attention?

[The favorability of the target of the strategy is +10, and the coolness of the protagonist is +2.Total +12. 】

"It's so simple, you can increase your favorability by holding it in your arms?" Lu Weiyang raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Ge's jawline for a long time.

His eyes slipped down to the throat, and when he saw the smoke trace like a rose, he let go completely, touched his waist, and opened the big hands on his waist.

Scrape his palms twice, narrow your eyes affectionately, and interlock your fingers with him again.

The silly prince felt great satisfaction in his heart, looked at Lu Weiyang's slender waist, and grasped it gracefully.

The prince is confident, and the son raised by Prime Minister Lu's family is nothing more than that.But two days later, he was overwhelmed by his charm.

[Protagonist coolness +10, a total of 22. 】

What a delicate and irritable prince, this is too easy to tame, Lu Weiyang smacked his lips.

The familiar servant had greeted him at the door early in the morning, beating gongs and drums. As soon as he saw him, he threw away the things in his hands and rushed over: "Master, you are finally back."

What is this name?

Lu Weiyang can only remember the story, he can also remember who happened what, but he can't remember... whose name.

[Mo Yi. 】

The system reminded him without emotion.

"I'm back, don't cry." Lu Weiyang pushed him away, and a group of maids came to the door, each with their own feelings and sincerity.

Lu Weiyang smiled awkwardly, feeling the low pressure from the person next to him, hugged Mo Yi again, and dealt with each of them.

"Master, will you not leave when you come back this time?"

"Yes, we really miss the young master, and we are afraid that the young master will be bullied in the prince's mansion."

There was no sign of fawning on the maids' expressions, they were all twenty-eight girls, Lu Weiyang followed his father, so he could see through people's hearts to some extent.

Xiao Dezi stammered and reminded: "Your prime minister's mansion...is it so unruly that you don't know how to salute when you see the prince?"

"My lord?"

I don't know who asked the question.

The scene fell into embarrassment for a while.

The maidservants outside the mansion, and even Mo Yi, who was about to be suffocated in Lu Weiyang's arms, were all frozen as if motionless.

"...It's my husband, that is, Lord Jin'an." Lu Weiyang put his hand in front of Jiang Ge and introduced in a low voice.

Mo Yi's eyes widened to send a signal to him, and his face was full of words, "Isn't Prince Jin'an having a bad relationship with the master?" "Why is he here? Isn't he here to provoke trouble?"

"I greet the prince and concubine." The group of maids followed the crowd, and their eyes were fixed on the person next to him.

"Hey!" Lu Weiyang sighed, he regretted a bit, when he chose Jiang Ge as a concubine, he didn't expect such lovely people in his family.

When you are bored, maybe you can accompany him to relieve the boredom.