Crazy criticism of powerful ministers, he always pretends to be a good person

Chapter 131 Is that so?
Seeing Fu Yuanxiao's expectant eyes, Xiao Jimin licked his lips, stroked her head with his big hand, rubbed her soft long hair, an imperceptible tenderness flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao'er, wait for this king for one year, one year later, as you wish."

He is confident that he will get what he wants within a year, and he is also very sure that what he wants will be obtained.

The smile in Fu Yuanxiao's eyes faded like a tide when she heard the words, and she stared blankly at Xiao Ji in front of her. She thought that Xiao Ji would no longer cover up and stand with other women.

It's all because of her overthinking.

One year is too long for her.

After Xiao Ji comforted Fu Yuanxiao, he left Chu Yuwan.

Fu Yuanxiao looked at Xiao Ji who had gone away, his back in the sunlight was slender, and he walked without a trace of hesitation.

"One year is a long time!"

Xiao Ji went to Jingshu Courtyard first, let the genius doctor take a look, and then went to the study.

Then Liu Yun strode in and bowed his hands to salute, "My lord, I have found out. The two attendants next to the princess are called Xie Chi and Xie Yao. They are twin brothers who know martial arts. They were bought by Fu Yunting from Ren Yazi ten years ago. here."

Xiao Ji heard the words and his deep eyes were not disturbed. He understood that Fu Yunting was worried that his daughter would be bullied, so he married two followers who knew martial arts as a dowry.

"Anything else?"

Liu Yun continued: "Fu Yunting seems to have quite a few guards."

"As the richest man, it's normal to have some guards." Xiao Ji changed the subject, "What's the latest news from the palace?"

"It is revealed that the emperor has the idea of ​​establishing a prince."

It will be a matter of time before the emperor establishes a crown prince, but he knows that anyone can be crowned crown prince, except him.

Not only he would think so, everyone would think so.

Therefore, in the turmoil of competing for the crown prince, he can watch the fire from the other side and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"You spread the word."

"This subordinate understands." Liu Yun led the order and walked out.

Xiao Ji rested his slender fingers on his chin, and his eyes fell on the pen on the desk.

Suddenly the corners of his lips twitched, "Father's thoughts are very exciting,"

After autumn, the sun is still hot.

Fu Yuanxiao sat in front of the stall, resting her chin on her hands, watching the people coming and going on the street. After several months of setting up the stall, she understood a lot of things.

Friendship, love, family.

Selfless, selfish.

Greedy, giving.

Xie Yao looked at the master who was sitting there motionless, is this closing the stall or not?

Xie Yao waited for a while, saw that the master was still sitting still, and reminded in a low voice: "Master, it's time to close the stall."

Fu Yuanxiao nodded, stood up, and made room for Xie Yao to clean up.

She looked at the teahouse opposite, there was a storyteller inside, everyone said that he was a very wonderful storyteller, and every day the house was full of guests.

Fu Yuanxiao just hesitated for a while, then walked over.

Xie Yao saw his master lift his feet and left without waiting for him, he was so anxious that he almost didn't even need anything to catch up.

After packing up, he strode to catch up.

Fu Yuanxiao walked into the teahouse. There were not many people there, so she found an inconspicuous seat and sat down.

When Xie Yao came in, he saw that the master had already sat down, walked over the crowd, bent down and asked in a low voice, "Master, are you going to listen to the book?"

On weekdays, the master would go straight back home after setting up the stall, why didn't he love home today?
"I'll listen to it for a while before I go back." Fu Yuanxiao looked at the storyteller on the stage. He was an old man in his fifties, with gray temples and a hollow face, but his eyes were piercing.

If the master wants to listen to books, what can his subordinates say?
Of course I waited silently.

Xie Yao stood there like a stop sign.

When Mr. Storyteller started, the seats below were already full of people.

The storyteller first took a sip of tea from the teacup, picked up the folding fan on the table, and opened it with a snap.

"Today, the old man is talking about nine sons seizing the heir. In the year of Xuan Chen, the nine princes had not yet reached the year of crowning, so they were crowned king and moved out of the palace to live alone..."

The waiter in the shop brought refreshments and put them in front of Fu Yuanxiao, and then retreated, for fear of disturbing the guests listening to the book.

The storyteller's spittle was flying everywhere, and the various princes were also starting to compete for the crown prince.

At the court today, the emperor also announced the establishment of a crown prince and asked all the ministers for their opinions.

In fact, everyone knew that the emperor had a candidate in mind, so asking this was just to stop Youyou's mouth.

Fu Yuanxiao listened intently, unknowingly, more than half an hour passed, until the storyteller closed the folding fan and slapped the table, "What's going on next time, I'll let the old man tell you slowly next time."

On the way back, Fu Yuanxiao was still thinking about the story the storyteller told.

She didn't even hear Xie Yao speak.

"Master, change your clothes."

Xie Yao said it three times, but the master didn't respond, so he simply stood in front of Fu Yuanxiao.

"Master, you haven't changed your clothes yet."

Fu Yuanxiao paused, looked down at her clothes, then at Xie Yao's attire, and belatedly remembered that she had to change clothes before returning to the palace.

"I almost forgot, let's talk about clothes first."

Xie Yao found that something was wrong with the master during this time. The master was not interested in storytelling before, but today he is listening more seriously than anyone else sitting there.

After changing his clothes, Xie Yao couldn't help asking: "Master, are you unhappy?"

Fu Yuanxiao raised his head and looked at Xie Yao who was a head taller than him, "How do you know I'm unhappy?"

Xie Yao said with a smile: "When the master is happy, there are smiles on his face and eyes. When he is unhappy, he seems to be thinking about something seriously, and there is no smile in his eyes."

If Fu Yuanxiao had a mirror on her body, she would definitely take it out and take a picture. She touched her face, "Is it so obvious?"

Xie Yao said: "Obviously."

Fu Yuanxiao put down both hands, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'm not unhappy, it's just that I'm unhappy."

Xie Yao scratched his head, and asked suspiciously: "Unhappy and unhappy, don't you mean it?"

"It's not the same meaning." Fu Yuanxiao stepped into the back door of the palace.

Xie Yao looked at Fu Yuanxiao's back, and he clearly meant the same thing!

The next day, after setting up the stall, Fu Yuanxiao went to the opposite teahouse to listen to books.

For several days in a row, Xie Yao was curious from the beginning, and now, like Fu Yuanxiao, he listens with gusto.

On the way back, after listening to the storytelling, Xie Yao said with emotion: "It's not so easy to be an emperor, no money, no business, no background, it's difficult for Prince Wei to be emperor."

Fu Yuanxiao didn't understand these things, but after listening to the story for a few days, he knew that the princes could use any means to fight for the throne.

Several of the princes married their daughters in order to win over the loyal courtiers.

Thinking of this, Fu Yuanxiao suddenly remembered something, and she couldn't help but quicken her pace towards the palace.

Walking and walking becomes running.

Xie Yao looked at Fu Yuanxiao who suddenly ran up, "Master, what's wrong?"

　Good night babies!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)