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

Chapter 95 Reading History Can Be Wise
Her hair was piled up like dark clouds, and her face was like the morning glow reflecting the snow.The skin is crystal clear and moist, and the figure is graceful and graceful.

When she first entered the palace, she was dressed in a cool and enchanting dress from the Western Regions. She looked like a fairy dancing among the willows, with a slender waist that would break.

Her beautiful eyes flicker a little, it makes people lose their souls, and when she smiles slightly, it makes people's hearts sway.

That was a natural stunner.

It's a pity that the bhikkhu emperor at that time was a tyrant who didn't know how to be compassionate and sympathetic. He was cruel and bloodthirsty.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is crazy.

The monk only regarded her as a plaything, and he often killed people for fun. He liked to see Chu Luan trembling with fright, and then forcibly condescended to favor her, which made Chu Luan terrified.

Later, the bhikkhu emperor left the palace in a float one day and beheaded her bodyguard in the street.

Chu Luan collapsed, tears fell down immediately, Emperor Liang became interested seeing her frightened and trembling appearance, and wanted to pamper her in the street, but was rejected by Chu Luan and brutally killed her on the spot.

At this point, Nanjiang was already full of resentment, and the royal family in Nanjiang was fatuous at that time, so the minister of the court, An Gufeng, contacted the then wealthy businessman Emperor Daliang to raise an issue.

At that time, the Bhikkhu Kingdom was already riddled with holes, and the Emperor Liang and the Empress were popular among the people, so they responded from all directions. The royal family of Nanjiang was first overthrown, and Nanjiang was destroyed by the hand of the Bhikkhu Emperor. Xinjiang was headed by Angufeng, who was put to death and then reborn, without breaking or standing, and rebuilding southern Xinjiang.

At this time, the Southern Border and the Western Regions were completely separated.

In southern Xinjiang, led by An Gufeng, he elected Xiaoer as the king and established a political system, while in the western regions, a leader of the rebellious people in the remote areas was the leader to establish a country.

After the stability of southern Xinjiang, the bhikkhu were already riddled with holes and precarious. At this time, the Emperor and Empress of Daliang not only had the aspirations of the people, but also had the full support of various sects in southern Xinjiang and the rivers and lakes to overthrow the monks in one fell swoop and establish Daliang.

For the safety of the country and the people, the emperor and the empress established the capital at the original site of the bhikkhu, and only slightly repaired it. In the next three years, the peace of the country was restored at an astonishing speed, and the prosperity of the country was restored.

The historical records end here, but Feng Jiaojiao always feels that this is not the whole story.

In other words, she overlooked some important information.

She always felt that there was something weird between the lines, but she couldn't tell where the problem was.

At this time, the sky is getting brighter.An Qiao, who had been embroidering her shoe uppers, started the wake-up call.

The four people on the bed looked like they hadn't slept enough, and Xiao Zhan Leng and Yu Ling'er still had some headaches.

But Mu Yuan and Feng Youlan hurt everywhere!
When she just woke up, Feng Youlan even hugged Mu Yuan's waist.

The two people saw the situation clearly in a daze, then suddenly woke up, and suddenly separated!

What's going on, why are they sleeping with their sworn enemy!

The maids of Baoyue Pavilion were washing and dressing them up, combing their hair, and in the spare time, they each made a big bowl of hangover soup.

Xiao Zanhan slightly frowned and lowered his head, as if he was a little worried.

Feng Jiaojiao put down the book, walked over to comfort her: "It's okay, we will go to school together, no one will say anything."

Anyway, almost all the female students at the reading station are here, the law does not blame the public, and the rumors will not criticize so many people.

Xiao Zhan nodded his head coldly, relieved.

Feng Jiaojiao came to Yu Ling'er who had a headache again, she leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Good sister-in-law, I will give you a gift as a younger sister."

Then he took Yu Ling'er's hand and walked to the next door.

That was her Treasure Pavilion, and there were dozens of large boxes piled up inside. Feng Jiaojiao pulled her to a tray covered with a red cloth beside the table and said to Yu Linger, "It's better for my sister to use this one."

Then pulled away, Yu Ling'er's sleepy nerves instantly woke up!
She opened her eyes wide: "This is..."

Feng Jiaojiao smiled and did not answer her.

Naturally, it was the sacrifice that Feng Chu "taken" out before burning down the nine-story pagoda.

Feng Chupin had given it to her long ago, but she didn't pay attention to it. She didn't discover this surprise until the day before yesterday when she was sorting out the gifts she had received recently.

He is extremely arrogant!
When burning someone's house, don't forget to search the house first.

In order to thank her for saving her life, Feng Jiaojiao naturally planned to borrow flowers to offer Buddha. Yu Ling'er was startled when she saw the sacrifices, but gradually stabilized.

She knew that Feng Jiaojiao must know something about the fire in the nine-story pagoda.

But she doesn't care.She only needs sacrifices around her, where can she get it?

In addition, she is happy with Fengshanyu, and she has a marriage contract. She has no relatives since she was a child, and the lack of family affection makes her yearn for it.Naturally, she took care of Feng Shanyu's family as her own family, and cared for her only sister as her own.

She told Feng Jiaojiao: "Be careful." She thanked her and walked out of the Treasure Pavilion with her.

Several people in the room were already fully dressed, and Cuitang, who was next to the grandmother, walked in, and she greeted the young ladies in the room politely.

He also said: "The old lady has prepared breakfast for the masters. When the young masters are ready, let the old slaves go to the Fushou Hall. The young masters have been waiting there for a long time."

Her tone is kind and her attitude is humble, which is very comfortable to listen to.

Since Feng Jiaojiao fainted, the old lady has almost never returned to Zheng's house, and has been living in Feng's house.

While taking care of Feng Jiaojiao's family members in the capital, scouting for candidates who can compete with her Jiaojiao for the next position, killing her in the cradle, at the same time taking care of Feng Jiaojiao's daily trivial matters, absolutely unwilling to let her darling be wronged in the slightest .

The girls all nodded and followed Aunt Cui and left. As soon as they left Baoyue Pavilion, they saw Feng Chupin also just left Qingli Courtyard.

He still wore the ghost mask on his face.

Feng Jiaojiao had no choice but to ask, "Morning."

Feng Chupin nodded and smiled: "My sister is early too."

The rest of the women all bowed slightly to Feng Chupin, Feng Chupin nodded.

Only Xiao Zan clenched her palms coldly, and she turned her eyes away from him.

A few people followed Madam Cui to the Fushou Hall together, because the elderly are afraid of the cold, so the Fushou Hall is close to the lotus pond.

It is also the location of Yuhua Terrace where the Prince was entertained.

The lotus pond is like spring all the year round, even if it is cold and windy, it is like warm spring here, with lotus leaves and lotus flowers swaying with the breeze.

The Yuhua Terrace made of colored glaze is colorful, and the rainbow-like shimmer in the water makes the red carp even more lovely.

Five beauties from the Western Regions danced lightly on the Yuhua Terrace. With their graceful postures, seductive eyes, and their daring movements, even a man would want to be lingering with them.

It can be said that it is a castle in the fairyland, stunning in the world.

Feng Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows slightly, and saw the veil of one of the dancers falling at Feng Chupin's feet.

She laughed in her heart: she thought that after dealing with those two provocative and serious-minded people, there would be no one who was not afraid of death to seduce them, but unexpectedly, they were all idiots who were not afraid of death.

(End of this chapter)