After being favored by the bosses, she made a lot of money

Chapter 103
But it was just such a blunt and strong statement that made Gongyang Ziliang's ears slightly red.

Let the maids and eunuchs in the palace look at each other, and then smile.

Feng Youlan didn't understand what it meant.

An Liyuan took a deep breath and asked another person, "What does Miss Han think?"

He set his sights on Han Xiangyue.

With the high-scoring answers such as Feng Chupin, Feng Jiaojiao, Xiao Zanleng, etc., Han Xiangyue was a little uncertain at the moment.

But he still walked forward calmly, bowed to him and the emperor of Daliang, and said: "My servant is contemptuous, I don't know the responsibility of my generation, I only know that I should be a daughter of the Han family, a native of Daliang, and I only wish to be as straight as Zhu Si The rope is as clear as a jade pot of ice, that's all." The rest has nothing to do with her.

She is a canary in a cage, a marionette in the hands of the superior, she is not free, her identity is doomed that she cannot be free and easy, she can only be a good daughter of the Han family, and restrain her instinct to yearn for everything .

She can only be a perfect Miss Han family.

This is also the requirement of this world for women, and she can't think about anything else.

An Liyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes lowered slightly.

Feng Chupin retreated back to Feng Jiaojiao without a trace, and Emperor Daliang also took his gaze away from Feng Chupin.

He looked at Han Xiangyue, and said in a calm voice, "The daughter Han Aiqing trained is really cute and polite. Does anyone else have any answers?"

He asked with a voice that could not be heard in anger.

In fact, all of his heart is on Feng Chupin, it's just that he can't get angry for a while.

His gaze fell on that 'unknown' idiot Mu Yuan, raised his eyebrows slightly, and motioned for her to answer.

Among the rest, she was the one with the highest status, so she was not surprised to be asked to answer.

Fortunately, Mu Yuan had already figured out the answer in her heart. She combined Han Xiangyue's answer and said what her father used to say in the past to make up the number.

"The courtiers don't know the responsibility of our generation, but they only want to be themselves, determined to learn from Song, and be careful not to be peaches and plums."

It's a very perfunctory answer.

But Feng Jiaojiao couldn't help but be speechless.

Fortunately, she traveled from the modern age, the wisdom of this ancient doll is simply astonishing!
Such older children are all like imperial examination students. It seems that she will have to be careful and work hard in the future, and she must not take it lightly because of her status as a time traveler.

Emperor Liang didn't pay attention to Mu Yuan's answer, but turned to Beiheng, his eyes fell on his son who was so muddy that he couldn't support the wall, and he said with a slight headache: "Where's your answer?"

With so many people giving examples, he should be able to make up even if he made it up.

Beiheng was stared back by Emperor Liang. He nervously glanced at Fushun, the leading eunuch who had written for him, but the other party was silent and buried his head.

Daliang Huang's temples jumped again, his eyes were about to breathe fire, and his voice was rarely gnashing his teeth: "Don't look at others, speak for yourself!"

Is his son so useless!

Beiheng trembled all over, and quickly knelt down again: "I have a headache, I have already answered this question before, please allow me to get my paper."

He was so anxious that he was sweating faintly.

How could Emperor Liang not know that he was going to play tricks, but in full view, he didn't want to really make his son lose face, so he waved his hand as a promise.

Beiheng hurriedly asked Fushun to bring over the paper he asked him to write for him.

Beiheng got up, unfolded the paper, stood in front of the Emperor of Liang and looked at it carefully. He was sure that Fushun used his handwriting, so he relaxed and read it to the Emperor of Liang:

"I feel that a good man has ambitions everywhere, and our responsibility is to cultivate oneself, regulate the family, govern the country and the world. We should keep our ambitions high, make meritorious deeds, fight the military externally, and cultivate the political siege internally."

The answer followed Feng Shanyu's random nonsense according to his order.

As soon as these words came out, An Liyuan was shocked.

By the way, is the little prince's brain squeezed by the door?
Does he know what he means by these words!
Now the world is peaceful, but the prince said that he will make contributions to bring peace to the world.

What kind of meritorious service has he made, what kind of career has he established, and whose world does he want to pacify?
He is not an ordinary son, nor is he the son of a minister, but the current prince, the future emperor!
The only thing that can be called meritorious deeds is to expand the territory and attack other countries.

If you say this, it is an unintentional mistake, and it is not impossible to say that it is completely unreasonable.

But the last sentence he said about foreign wars and military affairs, and internal political siege, firmly nailed his words on ulterior motives!

Is this to control the court while attacking other countries?

Regardless of what Emperor Liang thinks, the key point is that the new king of the Western Regions hasn't left yet!
There is also a lot of trouble in southern Xinjiang!

Is he going to declare war publicly?
He couldn't bear to look at Liang Huang's face.

Feng Jiaojiao finally saw the IQ of a normal child, but she still gave him some wax in her heart.

If virtue does not match, there will be disasters...

There was silence in the hall, only the beating of my own heart could be heard.

Beiheng looked at Emperor Liang's darker and darker complexion, and the faint traces of blue veins on his temples, he couldn't help but tremble, and asked in a trembling voice: "Father..."

"Bastard!" Daliang Emperor Lei Ting was furious, and couldn't bear it any longer, and kicked Beiheng directly in the stomach.

Bei Heng was kicked into the air and hit the pillar behind him, spitting out a big mouthful of blood, and fainted instantly.

Feng Jiaojiao was taken aback, and then knelt down with everyone, shouting: "Your Majesty, calm down!"

This Emperor Liang's attack was too ruthless!
Feng Chupin glanced at Fushun indifferently.

Fushun immediately rolled up and climbed forward, using his body to protect the gap between Beiheng and Emperor Daliang. Fushun kowtowed: "Your Majesty calm down, Your Majesty calm down, the prince is still young, not to mention that His Highness is drunk today, it is all unintentional words , Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

He knelt in front of the Emperor Liang and kowtowed, vividly interpreting the image of a loyal slave.

The Great Liang Emperor gritted his teeth and said, "He himself just said that he wrote it before he was drunk! Don't make excuses for your master anymore, drag him down, and you will be punished."

Then he looked at An Liyuan, but the other party only bowed his head and did not receive his signal.

Feng Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows, seeing the guards go to catch Bei Heng who had been kicked unconscious, she immediately seized the opportunity and stepped forward, kneeling at the feet of Emperor Liang.

"Your Majesty, please calm down, when she came here this morning, Jiaojiao gave the Prince's brother a drink.

As a result, it is also possible that the prince's elder brother did not hear the question clearly.

Your Majesty, you have already punished the prince. Now that the prince is weak, he may not be able to bear another [-] punishments. Please have mercy on your majesty and give him a lighter punishment. "

Feng Shan Yu, Xiao Zan Leng and the others couldn't help but sweat for Feng Jiaojiao, thinking that Feng Jiaojiao would touch His Majesty's brow and be punished.

They all thought about how to plead for Feng Jiaojiao.

Only An Liyuan glanced at Feng Chupin indiscriminately, and saw that he was unmoved by the wind and rain.

He raised his eyebrows, and lowered his eyes somewhat optimistically.

(End of this chapter)