The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 1260
Fang Qinglin embraced him lightly: "Today's matter...thank you my lady."

Back then, the six major sects besieged the Demon Cult, leading to the destruction of the Demon Cult. The remaining evils of the Demon Cult are still hiding in hiding, not daring to show their faces.

As the daughter of the leader, Xie Hongling escaped the catastrophe because of Lu Chongyin's mistake, but when she appeared, she found that her parents were dead and the sect was destroyed.

However, she married Lu Chong and gave birth to Lu Qinghan.

... Regardless of what Xie Hongling thinks, if her identity is exposed, she will become a target of public criticism, and even her son Lu Qinghan will be pointed at.

Lu Chong is his younger brother, Fang Qinglin naturally doesn't want him to suffer, if Xihe, who is the co-lord of the world, comes forward, it will naturally stop Youyou's mouth, but he never thought...

Hugging him tightly, he sighed, "I owe my wife a lot."

If it weren't for him, the lady wouldn't have made such a plan for an insignificant person.

Xihe tilted her head and smiled: "It's good that you know." Tsundere and proud.

Fang Qinglin laughed dumbfounded, and hugged him tighter.

The setting sun outside the house shone in, covering the two of them with a hazy layer of golden mist, and the court ladies and eunuchs were waiting quietly in the distance, which was very beautiful.
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The arrival of Lu Chong and his wife was just a small episode, Xihe suffered from hilarity so badly that he couldn't feel comfortable eating anything, and made Fang Qinglin and all the palace people upside down, and it took three months for him to get better.

At this moment, the people she sent out to sea finally returned, bringing back sweet potatoes, potatoes and other crops.

On this trip, the leader was Mou Yanping, and there were several disciples from the Ling Xiao Sect.

The Lingxiao faction and Xihe were a bit nasty from the beginning. In the early and middle stages of her uprising, this group of guys were afraid that she would not succeed, so they didn't get involved. They didn't panic until they saw the heroes being dealt with by her.

However, Xihe's wings were full at that time, so how could they be used?It doesn't make sense.

This group of guys stayed in the camp with the cheek, and when they heard that she was looking for someone to go to sea later, they were afraid that they would be one step behind others this time, so they volunteered to sign up, even if they knew it was risky.

When they went to sea, Xihe and the old emperor hadn't decided the winner yet.

When he returned, Xihe had been on the throne for more than two years.

Looking at the things on the ground, Xihe finally smiled: "Send it to Huangzhuang, so that it can be nurtured!"

Everyone was puzzled, so they carefully cultivated according to the words, and only after watching the things unfold with their own eyes later did they know why the empress paid so much attention to them.

Sweet potatoes and potatoes were planted on a large scale, and they were sent to various places in the spring of the following year, and the county magistrate personally watched the planting.

The appearance of the new staple food made Wanmin excited, and they could finally fill their stomachs.

Amidst the joy, Xihe quietly gave birth to a pair of twins in the palace.

Xihe named each of them: Fang Yuming and Fang Yuyao.

She caressed the delicate faces of the two children: "Master, how about letting them practice martial arts with the grand master in the future?"

Fang Qinglin nodded: "Grand Master's attainments in martial arts surpass the number of people in the world, it would be great if he could be taught by his old man." No one mentioned that twins in the royal family are a good omen.

Days passed day by day, and Da Chu was undergoing rapid changes in a subtle way.

Five years have passed, and walking on the streets, even the most impoverished counties no longer have the bleak and desperate atmosphere of the past, and everyone can fill their stomachs.

At the gate of the palace, Xihe tidied up the clothes for his two sons: "When you go to the Taichu Sect, you are not allowed to be naughty, and you have to listen to the uncle and brothers, you know?"

Fang Yuyao was in a hurry: "I know, mother, let go, if you don't leave, you won't be in time for dinner!"

Xihe: "...the Taichu Sect will arrive here in ten days, even if you fly over, you won't be able to eat the Taishifu's dinner!" Patted the child on the buttocks, "Let's go, brat!"

Fang Yuyao slipped away from her arms and quickly boarded the carriage, wishing to fly out as soon as possible.

Xihe shook his head and looked at the eldest son beside him: "Ming'er, listen to your uncle Yan on the way, don't just run around with others, you know?"

The little man bowed obediently: "Mother, the child remembers."

Xihe: ... the mood suddenly became subtle.

She didn't know what went wrong. Of these two children, one was evasive and troublesome; the other looked well-behaved, but was very easy to listen to others, and Tang Su could be deceived.

Xihe took a deep breath, patted the child's head: "Go."

They simply have someone guarding them, so there won't be any big troubles.

The carriage rolled and disappeared at the end of the road after a while, and the couple turned back.

Since then, news of the two children has come from time to time. Fang Yuyao grabbed a certain uncle's beard and broke the grand master's cup. Fang Yuming was tricked by someone to help someone write a fine copy, and went home with a kidnapper...

Xihe covered her face, fortunately she never thought of letting these two bastards become monarchs, otherwise this country would come to an end sooner or later.

It has been nearly ten years since she became the monarch, but the successor has not yet been decided. Not only the court, but also the people have rumors, and some people even approach the only remaining second prince under the banner of restoring Ming Dynasty.

Fang Qinglin ordered the six sects to go to various places to arrest people, but the symptoms were not cured, and a successor had to be established.

This morning, as soon as Xihe sat down, there was a lot of noise from below, begging her to set up a reserve.

Xihe smiled and waved to the eunuch: "Proclaim the decree."

All the ministers stared at the bright yellow imperial decree in the hands of the eunuch.

The eunuch was not afraid, stepped forward, and in front of all the ministers, issued a decree that shocked and excited them: 20 years later, after His Majesty abdicates, the successor will be elected by the cabinet.

Quiet, dead silence.

All the ministers were dumbfounded, staring blankly at His Majesty on the throne.

Xihe propped her chin with her slender hands: "I said it when I rebelled, to overthrow the monarchy, and the king relies on elections."

The minister's mouth is still wide open, they know, of course they know!But the emperor, how many people dream of becoming an emperor, who would really want to let go?

Xihe smiled and said, "I don't occupy this seat. If anyone of you wants to sit, you can start preparing now."

The officials were in an uproar, no one thought that she was playing for real, but they were excited in their hearts, if, if...

"but."

So the minister looked at her eagerly.

Xihe smiled very nicely: "The one who finally ascends to the throne is judged by ability and political achievements, such as forming cliques, cheating, assassinating political opponents, etc., all of which are not used!"

The minister turned his eyes straight, as long as this matter is done in a concealed manner, it will be fine if it is not discovered.

"Well, if you think you can fool me, then try it."

Minister: "..."

Before the ruling was over, Xihe's remarks spread, shocking the government and the public.

Everyone thought Her Majesty the Queen was crazy, but an unstoppable ambition rose in the hearts of countless people.

If what His Majesty said is true, does any of them have a chance?
And some wily planners have begun to think about Xihe's words that "the one who finally ascends to the throne depends on ability and political achievements", so how to express ability and where does political achievement come from?
Eventually they set their sights on this still barren, hard-pressed land.

(End of this chapter)