Dress up and fight!

Chapter 2132 Little experts in scientific governance (10)

Jin Qing carried the youth all the way down the mountain.

She decided to try cultivating young people first.

If this person is really as reliable as he smells, then he has an extra meal ticket that can make money.

But if this person is unable to get up again, it won't be too late for her to slap her ass and leave.

What she has to do now is to let the young man understand that in this palace, there can only be one trash who is just eating and waiting to die.

And that person can only be her.

707: "." Host, must your definition of yourself be so precise?

Handing the tiger and the young man to the head of the guard, he ordered himself to eat the whole tiger, and asked the head of the guard to find someone to clean the young man. Jin Qing lay on the king's chariot and fell asleep soundly.

If the country is not poor, in fact, the feeling of being an emperor is pretty good!
The news of the sudden death of King Bei'an after getting along with the Queen quickly spread.

Although everyone felt fear in their hearts, they thought that Jin Qing was the daughter of destiny who was "protected by the gods". It was only rumored that the king of Bei'an was not good, so he was punished by heaven.

The throne of King Bei'an was passed on to his eldest son.

The people of Dachang are tough, and the death of their own father is not a bad thing for the new king of Bei'an.

After all, he can take the position ahead of schedule now.

But these are things for later.

Jin Qing is sitting at the table and eating happily.

Dachang has a full range of spices, so there are more varieties of barbecue than other countries.

Different kinds of spices brought out the flavor of the meat to the fullest, which made Jin Qing satisfied: It was so delicious!

Seeing Jin Qing stuffing something into his mouth, the historian's expression was very gratified.

At the same time, he is also making a record of the truth: the queen is brave, she surrenders the tiger with her bare hands, and eats it with one meal.

Jin Qing was enjoying his meal when two maids brought out bright red wine: "My lord, this is a new wine for this year, please try it."

The word wine instantly aroused 707's vigilance: no, her host can't drink, she will go crazy.

Since the altar of drunkenness and dreams, no matter how many worlds he has traveled, Jin Qing has never drank alcohol.

Hearing the maidservant's words at this time, Jin Qing also lifted his spirits, and under 707's horrified gaze, took a sip from the wine glass, and then spit it out with a "poof".

Look what she saw!
The young man she brought back was dressed in a light gauze dress by the maids, with a pink flower on his head, and was slowly walking towards her with a dinner plate.

Jin Qing: I'm dying.

Although she doesn't have much taste, she doesn't think it's such an interesting thing to wear a dress for a bear, it's too eye-catching.

Seeing Jin Qing's appearance, the young man's originally dark face flushed red, dizzying to the base of his ears.

707 breathed a sigh of relief: It's fine if you don't drink, it's fine if you don't drink.

Knowing that they seem to have misunderstood Jin Qing's meaning, the maidservants knelt down in fright: "My lord, we were wrong."

The young man looked at Jin Qing's face, walked up to Jin Qing and knelt down, put down the plate in his hand, and picked up the knife to help Jin Qing cut the meat: "This meat is a little old, I will roast it for you next time." , it must taste better than this."

The young man's movements were smooth and natural, and the embarrassing atmosphere just now disappeared instantly.

Jin Qing tilted his head and looked sideways at the young man. Seeing that the other party continued to lower his head to cut meat unconsciously, Jin Qing suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The young man paused, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to point to the sky: "My name is Eagle, the goshawk flying in the sky."

Following the young man's movements, a buzzing fly happened to glide in midair.

youth:"."

Jin Qing: "."

There was an eerie silence in the air.

When they found a fly in the dining room, the maids were in a mess. They rushed towards the fly hovering in mid-air silently, and finally slapped it to death.

The palace people knelt on the ground again to plead guilty, Jin Qing's eyes fell on the dying fly, and he still nodded to the eagle: "It's not bad, it's quite big!"

There's no way, that's how she healed.

Ying, whose neck turned red at the same time: "Why don't you call me Amu!" The name Ying is really embarrassing.

Jin Qing: "." As long as you are happy.

After being decadent in the palace for seven days, Jin Qing was told that he would go to court for a hearing tomorrow.

After hearing the news, Jin Qing felt restless.

In order to calm down his mood, Jin Qing had to rush to Brugu's house, and beat Brugu again.

Jin Qing's state made Amu feel very strange. He took advantage of the time to bring Jin Qing bath water and quietly asked Jin Qing: "Isn't it good to be an emperor?"

Jin Qing smiled at Amu: "Do you think being an emperor is as simple as being kowtowed to you? The sound of knocking someone's head on the ground requires you to pay for it."

Amu's expression was a little confused: "Then what should we do!" This was the first time he heard such a fresh statement.

Jin Qing stretched out his feet to test the temperature of the water, and then threw the man out of the window with Amu's collar: "If you can't afford it, then feed it less, and if you can hold as much bowl as you can, I'm going to starve to death, and what else?" If you want to add food to other people's mouths, you deserve it if you starve to death."

Throughout the ages, the so-called winners and losers are actually burning money in the final analysis.

Without money, it is impossible to develop better weapons, buy food and grass, raise soldiers, and build infrastructure.

Whoever has a solid foundation will take a long time and will be able to win the final victory.

Therefore, in Jin Qing's eyes, those so-called monarchs who regard money as dung have drunk too much northwest wind and forgot to be grounded.

Amu fell like a dog eating shit on the grass, his expression was a little dull: Is that so!

But didn't they just talk about being an emperor, why would money be involved?

Moreover, why did he feel that what Jin Qing said was so reasonable.
Amu on this side has fallen into self-doubt, while 707 on the other side asked Jin Qing curiously: "Host, why did you say those things to Amu just now?"

Judging from Amu's expression, the child's three views seemed to be split.

Jin Qing soaked in the hot water, and hissed contentedly: "Education must start from the baby. If this brat kid does some kind of support for diplomacy in the future, wouldn't I die of poverty?"

There is only so much money, if one more person spends it, she will get less.

She's not stupid, so she naturally wants to say the ugly things first!
707: "." I'm sorry, so that's what you meant, but unfortunately I thought you had changed your gender.

707 only cared about complaining about Jin Qing, but ignored one important thing, that is, what Jin Qing's words would be understood by Amu himself, and what kind of impact it would have on the child's heart.

Early the next morning, Jin Qing was carried to the court by Amu because she was so sleepy.

Fortunately, the servants were more discerning, and it wasn't until Amu put Jin Qing on the throne that he summoned the ministers in one after another.

Asuwan's father, Nadashi, was once an official of Zhenguo, so the pattern of going to court is very similar to that of the Central Plains.

The courtiers first greeted Jin Qing's body, and then began to fight on their own.

(End of this chapter)