Manchu traitor, how can you let me be the emperor of the ages

Chapter 145 Qin Hui: I am Your Majesty's Horse, Examiner Huang Chao

"Do you know this person?"

Li Qian turned his head to look at Lu Bu, in his opinion, this must be Lu Bu's friend in the capital, otherwise why would he help you out?Still facing such a large group of gangsters!

But what Li Gan didn't expect was that Lu Bu was also very puzzled, frowning and looking at the man's back, shaking his head constantly: "I don't know him, sir."

"Where did you ride the horse?"

The leader of the gangsters was only bluffed for a moment, and then became fierce.

A group of hooligans behind also stepped up and surrounded him with unkind expressions.

"Haha! Tell me my name, I'll scare you!" The strong man pinched his waist and smiled, his beard fluttering in the wind.

Seeing the conflict over there, the three of Li Gan didn't run away in a hurry, but waited and watched from a distance.

"It's crazy to ride a horse!"

The leader of the bastard hit it with a stick, but was caught by the man, and he punched the bastard's face with his backhand, which directly made his face burst into flowers, and he screamed.

"The three brothers behind, don't panic!"

The strong man snatched the wooden stick, and did not forget to turn around to comfort Li Gan and the others: "With me, Xing Daorong, these cats and dogs can't hurt you!"

"Just hurry up, I'm here!"

Li Qian's eyes were bright at first, looking forward to the identity of this person, but when he heard the name, he almost staggered and fell to the ground.

General Xing Daorong of Lingling?
Is it him?

But Lu Bu persuaded from the side: "Master, Bu Guan, this person's martial arts skills are not bad, so it's no problem to deal with these gangsters, why don't we leave this place first?"

"Isn't that good?" Li Gan hesitated a bit. How could he turn around and leave after others helped him?

What's more, Xing Daorong's appearance is mighty, but his actual martial arts might...not be so ideal.

What if he left and was beaten up?
The old eunuch saw his worries, and hurriedly persuaded him: "Your Majesty, Lu Bu has already said that this man can deal with these gangsters well, so why should we make trouble here? Don't we just let down the good intentions of this strong man?"

"Besides, if the Qin family brings officers and soldiers and this strong man is trapped, we can take care of him."

"Even if he wasn't caught, it would be nice to give him some money, property, etc. as a thank you when he leaves the palace..."

Li Qian turned his head to look, and found that Xing Daorong was really able to deal with it with ease, and he had brought down a gangster in the blink of an eye.

Thinking about it no matter what, he still has kung fu, no matter how bad he is, he should be able to deal with these gangsters.

Only then did he heave a sigh of relief, and shouted to the other side: "This strong man Xing, let's go first. Today's kindness will never be forgotten, and we will definitely repay it in the future!"

"Why do you repay your kindness and not repay your kindness?"

Xing Daorong was fighting, and he still had the time to chat with Li Qiangao at the top of his voice: "The roadside is uneven, draw your sword to help! This is a righteous word! Why did I expect your reward?"

Li Gan's eyes lit up, and he immediately liked him a little more.

No matter what the skill is, this chivalry is enough to make people look sideways.

While pulling Li Gan to run, Lu Bu couldn't help but praised: "Such a man who is so eager for justice and has extraordinary martial arts skills, if he enters the army, he must be a fierce general!"

"In the future, Bu will definitely compete with him in martial arts!"

The corner of Li Gan's mouth twitched slightly, hoping that there would not be such a day.

Seeing that they were about to run away, the gangsters were even more anxious, and couldn't help but want to leave Xing Daorong behind and chase Li Gan and the others.

Unexpectedly, Xing Daorong had already prepared for it. He danced vigorously with the wooden stick in his hand, and shouted: "Hey! Little thief! Eat your grandpa with a stick!"

A group of gangsters were actually entangled by him.

Li Gan felt relieved when he heard this posture from afar.

In his opinion, Xing Daorong should be able to get rid of these gangsters soon, and then leave this place of right and wrong quickly...

After Li Gan and the others ran several blocks away, the scuffle continued.

Fighting and hitting, Xing Daorong gradually lost his strength and began to lose his strength.

More and more sticks fell on him.

"Crazy! Why are you not crazy anymore!" The bastards swept away the decline just now and began to shout.

Seeing that there was no one around, Xing Daorong took a step back from the battlefield, sweating profusely and out of breath, and wanted to make a truce with the gangsters: "We have fought for [-] rounds today, and we are exhausted. Why don't we make an appointment and come back tomorrow?" war!"

"Today?"

His nose was smashed by his punch just now, and now the bastard leader with the color on his face laughed angrily: "You said you will come tomorrow?"

"If I don't beat you today, your own mother won't recognize it, so I will take your surname!"

"Give it to me, beat this grandson well!"

Xing Daorong's complexion changed, and he dropped the stick with a bang. The hooligans were all startled by his action, and for a while they were afraid to go up.

"Hero, spare your life!" Xing Daorong hugged his head and face quickly, and his skillful movements made people feel distressed.

The hooligan leader was startled, and then a sinister smile appeared on his face: "Beat me hard!"

Many hooligans swarmed up, beating violently with sticks.

It was said to be a heavy blow, but after they had been entangled with Xing Daorong for such a long time, Xing Daorong was exhausted, let alone them.

The strength of the stick that was knocked on it was naturally soft.

What's even more strange is that after so many sticks, Xing Daorong has at most a few red marks on his body, and the serious ones are just two bruises, just like ordinary bumps.

Huhu~
The gangster kept swinging his stick, sweating profusely from exhaustion, but saw Xing Daorong squatting on the ground, motionless.

"A horse rider! Why is this guy like a bastard!"

Xing Daorong also seemed to see that the gangsters couldn't do anything to him, so he raised his head again, smiled contemptuously, and said provocatively: "It turns out that you are helping the soft-footed shrimp. Grandpa asked you to beat him. What can you do?"

The gangsters were extremely angry, and only felt that their dignity as human beings was humiliated and trampled in their eyes.

"Damn it! Slap him in the face! Hit him in the face!" The bastard blushed furiously, jumping up and down!
Xing Daorong was startled, and hurriedly buried his head again: "The hero, spare your life!"

But the gangsters didn't listen to his explanation, and rushed forward...

Li Gan, who left the siege, turned east and west, came to the west of the city, and rested in a teahouse.

The second floor here is near the window, and outside is the busy street. The three of them are sitting on a long bench, surrounded by a high-footed square table, and the teapot with green branches and jade vines on the table emits a faint white air. , Exudes a faint tea fragrance.

Li Gan took a sip of tea, and did not forget to tell Lu Bu: "Hurry up and ask someone to go and see again, so that nothing happens."

"What can happen?"

Lu Bu said carelessly: "Master, I think that Xing Daorong is still a little bit capable, how could he not be able to deal with a few punks?"

"Perhaps they have already called those little bastards to call their fathers and mothers a long time ago, and walked away!"

"Let you go and go!"

The old eunuch finally grasped the topic, and scolded angrily, "Lu Fengxian, how dare you disobey orders..."

Lu Bu hurriedly interrupted: "Who said I didn't comply? Didn't I want to find someone else?"

"What if I go and get recognized again?"

"Go and tell me first, what if something happens after a long delay?"

Li Gan said helplessly: "No matter what, we must ensure Xing Daorong's safety, after all, he helped us."

"Yes, sir."

Lu Bu responded immediately, and said with a hey smile: "Master, then you don't want to walk around, it will be bad if you encounter this kind of thing again."

The old eunuch muttered disdainfully: "If it weren't for you, the plague god, the master would be fine everywhere..."

"Okay, you go and hurry back."

Li Gan said: "Old Wei and I are waiting for you here."

"Okay!" Lu Bu ran downstairs in a hurry, but Li Gan watched the flow of people on the street, enjoying the rare peace.

But the silence didn't last long. A group of young people in blue round-neck shirts went upstairs chatting and laughing, ordered a pot of tea, and started chatting and laughing with a few plates of snacks.

Li Qian took a look at them, and seeing the blouses on these people and the blue silk sash tied around their waists to represent their identities, he recognized that these people were all scholars.

"I'm afraid I'm out of luck this year."

A scholar wearing a square scarf had a sad face on his face: "After studying for so many years, I came to the capital only to realize that I am only a middle-class man..."

"Why be discouraged? Brother Liu?"

The scholar sitting next to him smiled and comforted him: "It's just a literary meeting. Well-written poems don't mean his essays are good."

"good."

The scholar on the other side also smiled and said: "This year is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, we must not give up! Let me tell you a piece of good news. I heard that the examiners of the Grand Competition this autumn will include people from the Imperial Academy. Shangshu province is out."

"Really?"

Several other scholars looked at him in surprise.

"Gossip, it can't be true, it can't be true..." Even though he said that, the scholar still had a smug smile on his face.

Several scholars suddenly became excited, and whispered about the possible candidate for the Gyeonggi examiner, as well as their favorite style of writing and the characteristics of the article...

Li Gan glanced at them with a smile, then suddenly turned his head to look at the old eunuch: "Tell me, if I also go to take the Qiuwei exam, can I win a candidate?"

The old eunuch was taken aback by his whimsical ideas, and he stuttered and didn't know how to persuade Li Qian: "My lord...the township examination requires personal confession, mutual guarantee, and guarantee...we can't get it out at all... "

Li Qian couldn't help laughing, it's not easy to write such a single parent confession.

This thing is a resume written by the individual himself, and even the situation of the three generations of the ancestors must be explained in detail, so as to prevent some people with unclean wealth or low status from participating in the imperial examination.

If I write this thing myself, how should I write it?
His father is the emperor, his temple name is Muzong, his grandfather is the emperor, his temple name is Yingzong... I am afraid that when he goes to Jingzhao Mansion to sign up, there will be a lot of excitement.

Shaking his head to get rid of this unrealistic idea, Li Gan took a sip of his tea, pretended to have a snack, and continued to listen to the conversation of the scholars.

After a while, the scholars have changed the subject and started to talk about the popular figures in this autumn.

"I heard that this year, a relative of the treacherous Prime Minister Qin Hui will also take the Qiuwei exam in Sili Prefecture." A scholar said mysteriously.

Sili Prefecture, or Zhili Prefecture, is the name of the state to which Jingzhao Prefecture belongs.

But now there are basically no executives in each state, but the imperial court directly governs each county.

Now the presence of the states is extremely low, and it is basically only when people think of such a thing during the township examination.

"Qin Hui's relative, isn't that inevitable..."

Several scholars subconsciously lowered their volumes, with righteous indignation showing on their faces at the same time.

"Speak carefully, speak carefully!"

It seemed that they were talking about something serious, the Confucian scholar with the square scarf hurriedly stopped several companions, forced a smile and began to change the subject.

"I heard that there are quite a few capable people this year..."

"That's right, that Huang Chao we met at the literary conference the day before yesterday wrote a good poem..."

They were talking happily, but Li Gan was taken aback when he heard the words, and forgot to drink the teacup when it was brought to his mouth.

Yellow nest?

This is the yellow nest I know?
Poetry is good... probably it is him, right?

Li Gan's scalp is a little numb, why are all the monsters and monsters popping up?

"What's the matter, sir?"

Seeing Li Gan froze, the old eunuch hurriedly picked up the teacup to help him refill the water.

"No need." Li Gan poured down the remaining water in the glass, and lost the intention to continue drinking.

He turned his head to look at the stairs, but unexpectedly, as soon as he looked over, he met Lu Bu who was going upstairs.

"Master, it's all right!"

Lu Bu's loud voice immediately attracted the attention of the few scholars. They frowned slightly, but lowered their volume, as if they were discussing something together.

"Let's go, go back to the house first."

Seeing Lu Bu came back, Li Gan didn't want to stay here any longer.

Huang Chao could kill someone, so he had to send someone to find out his whereabouts first.

"Yes, sir."

The two hurriedly followed, and Lu Bu smiled as he walked, "I've sent someone to see it, but there's no one there for a long time."

"Is Xing Daorong all right?"

"It's definitely fine!"

Lu Bu said carelessly: "I even asked people to inquire. In the end, those little hooligans were all carried away one by one. They were covered in sweat and couldn't even hold the sticks. They looked like they were beaten badly." .”

"That's good." Li Qian nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Since Xing Daorong is fine, when you meet him again, don't forget to send some money to thank him."

"Don't worry, sir!"

Lu Bu responded immediately: "I will definitely do it!"

On the way back to the palace, Li Qian thought for a while, then whispered to Lu Bu outside the sedan chair, "Fengxian, go and help me find someone else."

Lv Bu was startled, and immediately leaned over to the side of the sedan chair, and said with a flattering smile, "Father, just give me orders."

"This person's name is Huang Chao, and he is a scholar who came to the capital this time to participate in Qiu Wei."

Li Gan thought for a while, not in case he encountered the same name again, and then warned: "He should be from Zheng Guo...or from Qilu, rich in poetic talent..."

Huang Chao's native place is in the well-known Cao County, Heze, but now the landmass has changed, and Li Gan doesn't know which place Cao County should correspond to, so he can only give an approximate range.

"Can you find it?" Li Qian asked Lu Bu outside through the black sedan chair.

"Even if you can't find what your foster father ordered, you have to try your best to find it!" Lu Bu patted his chest to express his determination.

"Don't play tricks, the master is asking you something." The old eunuch scolded him at the side.

Lu Bu glared at him, then smiled flatteringly into the sedan chair, "Don't worry, foster father."

"Scholars who can write poetry are the easiest to find. You can find out as soon as you ask."

Then his tone turned fierce: "Father, what will happen after you find it? Are you going to do this Huang Chao? Guaranteed to die without seeing the body."

Li Gan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head lightly: "Just watch it first, and don't pay too much attention, as long as he doesn't run out of the capital."

"Yes, adoptive father." Lu Bu hurriedly responded.

Li Gan leaned on the sedan chair, sighed softly, remembering that Huang Chao was a failed candidate, and wrote anti-poems after he failed the Jinshi examination, and was going back to rebel.

Now that I think about it, it doesn't seem too far away. The rural examination in August this autumn and the spring examination in March next year, that is, the general examination, seem to be only half a year away.

Curiosity arose in Li Qian's heart.

If this guy wins Jinshi, will he go back and rebel?
Li Qian frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

At the age of five, he was able to recite poems like "If I were the Qing Emperor in his year, the retribution and the peach blossoms will bloom together", no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a peaceful person...

Imperial City, Ministry of Rites.

There are four officials in the Ministry of Rites, namely, the Rites System Division, the Temple Priest, the Host and Guest Division, and the Refined Cuisine Division.

There are also departments such as the Department of Jiaofang, the Department of Senglu, and the Department of Daolu, which are obviously not within the Ministry of Rites, but they are also under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites. In addition, there are peripheral departments such as the Casting and Printing Bureau.

Of course, the nearest neighbor is Qiuwei, because the preparation of the imperial examination is also within the responsibility of the Ministry of Rites. The candidates for the chief examiner and deputy examiner have always been nominated by the Ministry of Rites, and then submitted to the upper middle school and the lower provinces for decision.

Therefore, during this period of time, its ranking in the six parts also has a slight upward trend, and more and more people come to the Ministry of Rites to make connections.

It's just that a special guest came to the Ministry of Rites today, and many officials of the Ministry of Rites kept secrets. They just took a meaningful look inside when they passed by Wang Zongbo's house.

In the duty room, Wang Mang was dressed in a red official robe, with a black beard, frowning and looking at Qin Hui in front of him, but he was not polite at all: "Mr. Qin, you should know the rules, right?"

"The examiners for the rural examinations in the six prefectures of the imperial court have already been preliminarily determined. Even if Prime Minister Qin wants to change people, he still has to wait for the approval from Zhongshu and his disciples."

Naturally, the work of balancing the selection of examiners from various forces has already been completed, and it would be a bit unreasonable for Qin Hui to intervene at this time.

"No."

Qin Hui smiled lightly and said: "The examiner candidates selected by the Ministry of Rites are naturally thoughtful, and there is nothing to say about the truth. I have other things to do today."

Wang Mang frowned slightly, and immediately guessed his intention: "Could it be that Li Gefei was promoted to be a member of the Ministry of Rites, Wai Lang?"

"Wang Zongbo really has nothing to lose." Qin Hui admitted with a smile.

Wang Mang smiled lightly and shook his head, but the more he smiled, the more headache Qin Hui felt.

He had already negotiated with the Ministry of Rites before, but this Wang Mang just didn't sell any face, so he had to come here in person.

Although the Ministry of Rites would have to accept Yuanwailang even if he didn't want to, if there were approval documents from Zhongshu, the two provinces under the door, and the Ministry of Officials, Qin Hui still didn't want to make things too rigid.

If Wang Mang, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, was really dissatisfied and caused collective rejection from the whole Ministry of Rites, then even if Li Gefei could enter the Ministry of Rites, he would be kicked out after a while.

"Qin Xiang, it's not that the lower officials deliberately made things difficult for you."

With a chuckle on Wang Mang's face, he shook his head, and his vigorous beards scratched back and forth on the scarlet silk gauze robe.

"It's just Prime Minister Qin. Now there are four members of the Ministry of Rites, Wailang, who are in office. How do you call the officials to arrange people?"

"We can't drive them away and pave the way for Li Gefei, right?"

Yuanwailang is a fifth-rank official, and he can be regarded as the deputy and assistant of the fifth-rank doctor, and they all have quotas.

Qin Hui was not annoyed, he had foreseen this situation when he chose the Ministry of Rites that day, and now he just smiled and said: "The few Yuanwailang are very handy in the Ministry of Rites, they are very reliable, and it is time to entrust them with great responsibilities."

Wang Mang shook his head lightly: "I haven't passed the exam in three years, so I'm transferred at this time, it's a shame."

He frowned and stared at Qin Hui: "Qin Xiang, Li Gefei who is going to be promoted is your relative?"

"Aren't Prime Minister Qin afraid that others will gossip about his actions like this? There are so many Yuanwailang in the Six Departments, and there are countless in the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment."

Wang Mang picked up the plain jade porcelain cup on the table, and took a sip: "Why do you have to come to my ceremony department to join in the fun?"

Qin Hui smiled: "Wang Zongbo has misunderstood the truth, it's not that the truth wants to promote and get closer, this matter is ordered by His Majesty, the truth has to follow."

Naturally, Wang Mang knew that it was the emperor who said it, but he still put down the porcelain cup and looked at Qin Hui with a frown: "Mr. Qin, how did Your Majesty know about Li Gefei?"

Qin Hui didn't care about his inquisitive attitude, smiled and told the story in the Political Affairs Hall that day, and added at the end: "Your Majesty thinks that Dr. Li likes to be quiet and doesn't like to move, especially academic articles, so I specially chose the Ministry of Rites, and the truth is that I just follow the holy orders."

After hearing this, Wang Mang shook his head: "I like to study, why come to the Ministry of Rites? Wouldn't it be good to be directly promoted from a doctor of Taixue to a doctor of Guozixue or a doctor of Wujing?"

The doctor of Taixue is the sixth grade, and the doctor of Guozixue and the doctor of Wujing are the fifth grade. They are all within the Guozijian system, and it is much easier to transfer.

Qin Hui suddenly stopped talking, and after a while, he sighed with emotion, shook his head and said, "Holy will is beyond our comprehension, and our subjects are the sword in the hands of the emperor, and the horse under his crotch..."

puff~
Wang Mang was drinking water, but it was said that it was all sprayed out, the table was wet, and it almost sprayed on Qin Hui.

"Ahem! What kind of tea! It's all moldy!"

Wang Mang frantically wiped the water stains on the table to save those documents.

Qin Hui didn't care, and with a smile on his face, he helped him wipe the water on the table with a handkerchief.

"Qin Xiang..."

Wang Mang looked at Qin Hui with a strange gaze: "Although your Majesty is a sage, talented and intelligent, but now he is less than a year old, young and vigorous, and a little lacking in stability. As a minister, we have to obey the duty of a minister, and we must not Indulge the king's faults to benefit his own selfishness."

There are already thorns in these words, but Qin Hui still doesn't care.

Most of the courtiers knew that Wang Mang's thoughts were somewhat abnormal, and it was no longer a secret, so there was no need to fight him.

"Your Majesty's move must have a deep meaning."

Qin Hui insisted, "Does Wang Zongbo think that the truth has not been persuaded? It's just..."

Hey~
He was very disappointed on his face, sighed lightly, and said in his heart that I had never tried to persuade him.

But Wang Mang believed it, and his face was a little solemn: "Your Majesty is really a sovereign monarch..."

"Qin Xiang, it's not too late!"

Wang Mang stood up suddenly, with a look of determination on his face: "Now that the king has made a mistake, how can we not persuade him as a minister? Also invite Qin Xiang and the subordinate officials to enter the palace together to admonish the master's mistakes!"

Qin Hui is one head and two big, how did he become the minister of the Ministry of Rites? This guy is still acting like a stunned young man?
"Wang Zongbo, why don't you go by yourself?"

Qin Hui was a little embarrassed, and explained: "Your Majesty just told me about this before, but if I turn around and go with you again, won't His Majesty misunderstand you?"

"What's wrong with that?"

Wang Mang didn't care, he walked around the table and took Qin Hui's hand to go out.

"Wang Zongbo..."

Qin Hui was almost going to be stupid. He knew your name was Wang Mang, but he didn't expect you to be so reckless?

Your parents really didn't name you wrong!

"Qin Xiang, you are His Majesty's horse. If Your Majesty goes in the wrong direction and falls into the gutter, you will be the first to suffer!"

Wang Mang dragged him to the outside in a hurry, and said loudly: "If you don't persuade him now, when will you wait?"

Many officials in the yamen of the Ministry of Rites looked at the posture of the two of them, and they were dumbfounded, wondering what is going on?
What crotch steed or something?

Could it be something more exciting?
Many senior officials of the Ministry of Rituals looked at the backs of the two of them playfully. They had known for a long time that Prime Minister Qin did not like women and never took concubines.

Now he went out like this hand in hand with the tall and burly Wang Zongbo...

Tsk tsk, it's hard not to think too much.

"What are you looking at?"

Song Qiaonian, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites, suddenly came out of the duty room, and reprimanded the officials who were watching, "Is there nothing else to do?"

"Now that autumn is just around the corner, it's the busiest time, are you still hanging out here?"

"Yes, my lord."

The officials below were trained like grandsons, and hurriedly dispersed and went back to their respective places.

Song Qiaonian glanced thoughtfully at the backs of Cai Jing and Qin Hui, and then quickly left the yamen of the Ministry of Rites.

In the imperial city, on Tianjie Street, Wang Mang dragged him forward for a while, and the heat outside was stifling, Qin Hui came back to his senses, and was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

"Wang Zongbo, I really can't go to see His Majesty again today."

Qin Hui shook his hand away speechlessly. He knew this guy was so difficult to deal with, so he made more preparations today and came back again.

"Why?" Wang Mang turned around, frowning at Qin Hui.

Hey~
Qin Hui sighed softly, and said helplessly, "Wang Zongbo, think about it carefully, Dr. Li is the elder of Truth and is close to him. How can Truth intervene in his promotion and transfer?"

"Now that I came to see Wang Zongbo, I just obeyed the holy order, and I had to do it as a last resort."

"But if you still want to go to the Ziwei Hall to find His Majesty to argue, it's really..."

Qin Hui looked extremely embarrassed: "Wang Zongbo, how do you let the truth deal with you!"

"Forehead……"

Seeing him like this, Wang Mang was also stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses: "What Qin Xiang said is true, but the lower officials didn't think carefully, and I hope Qin Xiang will not take it to heart."

Seeing him bowing to apologize, Qin Hui felt flattered for some reason.

"Of course it's fine."

Qin Hui hesitated for a moment, but still reminded: "Your Majesty is young and energetic, even if Wang Zongbo persuades you bluntly, don't be too violent, and don't be like Doctor Wei..."

Although he didn't say what Wei Zheng did, but as long as he had the heart, he could hear the meaning.

"President Qin, don't worry, the lower officials know what to do." Wang Mang looked quite confident.

Qin Hui was so choked that he couldn't speak, he said to his heart that just with the energy you talked to me just now, where do you have the courage to say that you are measured?

"Then the truth won't bother you much..."

Qin Hui said with a strong smile: "There are still political affairs to be dealt with today, Wang Zongbo should hurry up and ask His Majesty."

Wang Mang arrived outside Ziwei Hall, but was told that His Majesty was not here.

"Please go and tell Your Majesty that Wang Mang, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, is asking to see you."

Several eunuchs looked at each other, and someone walked quickly towards Qianyuan Palace...

At the same time, Zhao Feiyan danced lightly on the side of Doctor Liang Pavilion in Yulin Garden.

With his eldest grandson Wugou in his arms, Li Gan was half lying on the triangular chair, admiring the dance of the beauty in front of him with a smile.

Luo Sha danced lightly, the man belt swayed slightly, Zhao Feiyan stepped barefoot on the green grass, her figure was exquisite and graceful, with undulating curves, vividly displayed in the dance steps.

"His Majesty."

The eldest grandson Wugou nestled in his arms, but suddenly raised his head.

"What's the matter?" Li Gan smiled and grabbed her plain hand, admiring Zhao Feiyan's dancing posture.

Although he has been diligent in flopping recently and has already had intimate relationships with many concubines in the harem, it has to be said that emotionally, it is the eldest grandson Wugou who gives Li Gan the most special feeling.

"His Majesty……"

The eldest grandson Wugou leaned into his shoulder, and gently wrapped his arms around Li Gan's waist: "You said before that you would go to sister Xishi's to finish dinner, now it's been a while, and you've seen so many sisters, why don't you Only there is no movement over there?"

Li Gan was taken aback when he heard the words, and laughed aloud: "I almost forgot if you didn't tell me."

In fact, how could he forget it, Xishi is beautiful and crowned in the Sixth Palace, it is absolutely impossible for Li Gan to forget.

He also asked Xi Shi to come to Yulin Garden a few times recently, after getting to know her, he realized that Xi Shi might not be suitable for his idea.

Her thoughtfulness and sensibility are more inclined to the kind of consideration between a woman and a man, rather than in politics.

Of course, it's not easy to have such a person with a clean background. Li Gan has no plans to give up on her for the time being. He can learn anything.

"Tonight."

Li Qian said with a smile: "Go and try her handicraft today."

The eldest grandson Wugou looked at him with a smile: "Your Majesty is really blessed. Sister Xishi was born so beautiful that I, a woman, couldn't help but look away when I saw it."

Li Qian looked away from Zhao Feiyan's dancing posture, lowered his head and looked at Zhangsun Wugou with a smile: "It is my blessing to have you."

He suddenly had another bold idea, but looking at his eldest grandson Wugou's pure black eyes, he was still too embarrassed to say it.

The eldest grandson Wugou still didn't know that His Majesty's thoughts were very dirty, but when he heard him say that, he smiled warmly, and put his face sideways in Li Qian's arms, his eyes were full of tenderness.

Suddenly, a young eunuch trotted over from outside: "Your Majesty, Minister of Rites, Wang Mang, please see me."

"Wang Mang?"

Li Gan was a little surprised: "Qin Hui really can't handle him?"

"Your Majesty has political affairs, right?"

The eldest grandson Wugou straightened his clothes for him, smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, and looked at him tenderly with his beautiful eyes: "Don't delay the government affairs."

Li Gan smiled softly, but kissed the beauty's fair face unceremoniously: "I will come when I go."

(End of this chapter)