Phoenix Phoenix Zhi E Fang

It's just that a bit of news came to Fu Jian at this time...

As the end of the new year approaches, it seems that everywhere is getting busy. Even the imperial palace, which has always seemed pristine, has become lively these few days.

Fu Jian sat at the top, next to the burning stove, his face was flushed red, he seemed to be in a good mood, and he was indeed in a good mood. The man smiled and said, "Jing Lue has gotten better these days? I see that you look good."

Wang Meng came in a hurry just now, his face was also a little flushed, and he nodded: "The minister is already in good health, and the king is worried."

"Hahahaha, that's good, that's good!" Fu Jian smiled brightly, handed a memorial to Wang Meng, and said, "Look at this."

Wang Meng stretched out his hand to take it, frowned after reading it, and then raised his eyebrows: "I congratulate you, Your Majesty."

"Haha, I still have to thank you Jinglue a lot, if I don't have Jinglue, how can I have this world?"

"I am frightened."

"Hey..." Fu Jian shook his head helplessly, and said, "You, I still can't persuade you." After saying that, he stood up, pulled Wang Meng and walked outside: "There are few things today, so you can rest too. , I heard that there is a place in the palace where the plum blossoms bloom early, so accompany me to enjoy them."

"I haven't been so relaxed for a long time." Fu Jian looked at the early-blooming plum blossoms and said with emotion.

The palace people moved the tables and chairs in a timely manner. The sun at noon is just right. Sitting under the warm sun in winter, there are plum blossoms in full bloom in front of you. Such a time.

But Wang Meng couldn't control his frown that he kept wanting to frown. He should accompany Fu Jian to appreciate this beautiful scene, but he couldn't control his uneasiness in his heart.

He could clearly feel Fu Jian's change. He didn't know when the change started, but he didn't know what happened. I didn't last long enough, I was afraid that the world would be lost in front of this person.

"That's right, now that our country's national power is in full swing, your majesty can feel much more relaxed." Wang Meng said softly, as if speaking to Fu Jian, as if comforting himself.

Fu Jian smiled, raised his head to look at the sky, and looked to the south. After thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "When will the Jin Kingdom be available?"

Hearing this, Wang Meng shook his head without hesitation: "Your Majesty, the state of Jin is out of reach."

Fu Jian didn't get angry, but smiled instead: "I knew you would say that, forget it, don't think about these things at the moment, let's just drink tea and enjoy the flowers!"

Just after drinking a cup of tea, a palace official came to the side and said: "Report to the king, the Pingyang prefect has sent a message."

Fu Jian frowned slightly: "This matter is also here to bother me?"

The palace servants looked at Wang Meng at the side, and knew that the king had always trusted the prime minister, so they said it directly: "The news said that Mr. Murong will be married in three days."

Fu Jian was stunned for a moment, and asked back: "Waiting for marriage? Him? Murong Chong?"

"Yes." The palace man had an ominous premonition, so he quickly knelt down.

"The news is true?"

"The man said it was absolutely true."

"Haha..." Fu Jian sneered, and swept the teacup and teapot off the table with his backhand: "I really don't know who gave him the courage!"

The palace servant knelt there, afraid of being affected by Fu Jian's anger, and kept lamenting in his heart, who made him lose, it was so unlucky to come and spread such words to the king.

Seeing Fu Jian standing there suppressing his anger, Wang Meng couldn't help saying: "Your Majesty, this is a good thing."

"Good thing?!" Fu Jian almost couldn't control his urge to reprimand Wang Meng.

After calming down for a while, I was able to let my reason return to a normal state: "Yes, it is indeed a good thing for Aiqing. But I have already sent him to Pingyang, so what else do you have to worry about?"

"Doesn't your majesty's current reaction just show that your worries are not superfluous?" Although Wang Meng's attitude was courteous, he did not see the fluctuations affected by the emperor's anger: "Your majesty, you are the king of a country."

"Oh!" Fu Jian smiled sarcastically: "Yes, the king of my country can't even keep anyone by his side!"

"Your Majesty, please think twice..." Wang Meng's attitude did not back down.

"That's enough, that's enough!" Fu Jian interrupted him: "I've heard your arguments for the king countless times, so there's no need to repeat them! Then Murong Chong can do whatever he wants, and it has nothing to do with me anymore. In the future, don't send any news about him to me!" Fu Jian said this with anger and left with a ruthless brush of his sleeves.

Not only did Wang Meng's brows not relax, but they frowned even tighter.He knew Fu Jian well, he would not let Murong Chong go just like this, anyway, it was better than before.Wang Meng let out a long sigh, and turned to leave.

The remaining plum blossoms are still blooming beautifully.

In Pingyang City

"Quickly, quickly, take out all your high-quality fabrics!" Pingyi and the others ran to the best cloth shop in Pingyang City and shouted.

They deliberately put on a bully look, so that the shopkeeper will be obedient and cooperate, so that they can also deal with business smoothly.

These days, Murong Chong's requirements on them have become more and more strict, and he always talked about some rules, if Xian'a hadn't occasionally said a few nice words by the side, their life would not have been so easy.

Who knew that just a few days ago, Murong Chong suddenly informed them that he was going to get married.Everyone didn't react for a while, and when they received the news, they all started to get busy, making noises everywhere in the mansion.

It's really strange to blame their masters. When other people get married, they have to get married early, and then they have to spend months to prepare. As long as their masters think about it, it's time to make it happen. The master was satisfied, and Ping Yi never dared to say that he had nothing to do.

He even vaguely felt that Murong Chong was taking revenge for the phrase he asked him, "Do you have nothing to do in the future?"Thinking of this, Ping Yi couldn't help shaking his head.

"I think too much, think too much, it must be like this..." Ping Yi comforted himself by talking to himself.

Ping Er next to him poked him on the shoulder: "Boss, what are you talking about? Come and take a look at this cloth, so we can send people to rush to work."

Ping Yi touched it perfunctorily, looked at it, and said, "Then this is it." In fact, he didn't know how to read cloth, but he was just guessing at the bully behavior of the few of them when they first came in, and the store didn't dare to go too far. deceive them.

After hastily explaining their requirements, they hurriedly asked someone to rush to make the dresses for Murong Chong and Xian'a.

How many of them had any experience of getting married, some arranged according to their own impressions, some arranged according to hearsay, and they were going to get married in three days. Finally, some of them realized the problem of the dress, so they hurried over to do these things again.

At this moment, Ping Yi really wanted to slap himself hard.

"Xian'a and I are going to get married soon, you can arrange related matters." Murong Chong's casual words a few days ago seemed to still echo in his ears.