The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Why do you talk so much! It is said that one woman is equal to three hundred ducks. I think you can count three thousand ducks if you say less! Fang Chengyin almost couldn't lift her head. She deliberately wanted to provoke Kong Wenjie, otherwise, with Kong Wenjie's temperament, she would be too embarrassed to speak up for another year or so. In fact, she still felt a little indebted to Fu Jiaheng in her heart. He took advantage of others, but he couldn't stand Fu Jiaheng's constant babbling, the little debt in Fang Chengyin's heart has long since disappeared, and only anger is left!

The corner of Fu Jiaheng's mouth twitched: ...What am I talking about? The bridge should be demolished when crossing the river? You girl not only demolished the bridge, but now you are the last one to bring me down!

Hmph, I call it killing the donkey by removing the mill. Fang Chengyin raised her chin loudly at him.

...cough! The corners of Fu Jiaheng's mouth trembled even more, then he rolled his eyes, touched his chin again, and said with a smile: Actually, I think that Xiaokong guard looks pretty good, with sharp eyes, nose and mouth They are all good, and the figure is also good, I don't need him to be naked, I can imagine his tendons, tsk tsk tsk...

Fu Jiaheng, what do you want?! Shut up! Stop your crazy thinking! The next second, Fang Chengyin was furious, and she slapped Fu Jiaheng on the shoulder suddenly. He stared at him ferociously, If you dare...to hook up with my man, I'll beat you to the ground! No, you'll get out tomorrow! Go back to your own house! You won't be allowed to come here again! Ning Guta!

Fu Jiaheng pursed his lips, and looked at Fang Chengyin expectantly: Then let Xiao Kong guards send me back?

Fang Chengyin let out a mighty roar: ...you have a good idea!

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The second day of November in the 33rd year of Jiasheng

capital.

Royal study.

Lord Long Live, my subordinates have thoroughly investigated the Taoist Priest Qingxu and the Taoist Priest Chang Optimism, Jiang Boren presented the thick stack of memorials in his hand, Long Live Lord, please have a look.

Zhao Ruhai took the memorial and placed it in front of Zhong Zhiheng respectfully.

Zhong Zhiheng casually flipped through two pages, then closed them impatiently, while looking at Jiang Boren, he said, I'm too lazy to read, so tell me, what is the origin of Qingxu.

Long Live Lord, the Qingxu Daoist was born in a lonely family. He was thrown in front of Changliu's door and was taken in by Changliu Taoist. He grew up in Changliu. There is nothing else to say. That's right, Jiang Boren said, seeming to remember something, and said again in a hurry, That Daoist Qingxu has eyes above his head, and he has always only practiced alchemy in Taoist temples, rarely going out, especially There is no contact with the famous families in the capital, this time it is also because of the big business of Concubine Hui, Taoist Master Qingxu made an exception and left the Taoist temple.

Oh, so he is reliable? Zhong Zhiheng said indifferently.

Yes, my subordinates dare to use the head of the item as a guarantee. Jiang Boren was very confident.

Okay, you can go down. Zhong Zhiheng waved his hand.

Yes, my subordinate will leave. Jiang Boren was so busy that he bowed and left.

Long Live Lord, I beg you to see me. After Jiang Boren withdrew, Zhao Ruhai stepped forward to report again.

Xuan. Zhong Zhiheng said in a deep voice, putting the memorial in his hand aside.

My minister kowtows to my emperor, long live my emperor! Zhao Changrong knelt down and bowed before the dragon case.

Your Prime Minister is at peace, Zhong Zhiheng said, while saying to Zhao Ruhai, Give me a seat.

Thank you, Long Live. Zhao Changrong sat down on the embroidered pier with a serious expression on his face.

Your Prime Minister came to the palace to see me at this time, is there something important? Zhong Zhiheng said, it was just after the morning court, and he just finished his meal, Zhao Changrong came eagerly, so there is nothing wrong with it It is convenient to report the matter in front of civil and military officials.

Yes, Zhao Changrong nodded in a hurry, paused, and then asked cautiously, Long Live Lord has made up his mind to set up a general in Tibet?

Because of the special situation in Tibet, military affairs and government affairs were separated in the past. Military affairs were designated by the court, while government affairs were handled by court officials and ethnic minority leaders. Now Zhong Zhiheng intends to set up a general in Tibet to manage military affairs and government affairs. The imperial court's control over Tibet.