The little Jiaojiao in the general's arms is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 283 Is she the nun in charge of the palace?

Zhao Heng lowered his head and glanced at Shen Rulan.

He never had any idea about this kind of matter, so he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Fu somewhat at a loss.

Jiang Fu's eyes were on Shen Rulan.

As if aware of Zhao Heng's gaze, Jiang Fu slowly lowered his eyes and said, "It's not impossible for Lord Shen to turn his merits into sins. After all, Lord Shen has committed a lot of sins, and he should indeed do some good deeds to accumulate virtue. "

"However, it's better not to let Mr. Shen handle this matter alone."

"This matter is messy and messy, and the situation can only be suppressed by the presence of respected and respected ministers." Her voice was very soft and slow, and it sounded like a trickle flowing by, and it was very calm and comfortable to hear, " Of course, only courtiers are not enough, for such a big good thing, people from the royal family still need to come forward, so as to make it appear that the emperor attaches great importance to this matter."

"I see, sending a prince from each place is also a training for them. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Eleven stood behind Xie Cheng with a surprised expression.

I'm afraid Miss Jiang is already choosing the heir apparent for Zhao Heng...

Zhao Heng also thought of this level. He fixedly looked at Jiang Fu, and nodded unwillingly after a while.

Jiang Fu smiled, stood up, put his hands behind his hands and said, "This is the second step of doing good deeds and accumulating virtue."

"The third step, the emperor will do these two things first."

Although Zhao Heng couldn't make a sound, he subconsciously opened his mouth.

Jiang Fu said: "Does the emperor want to ask me when I will help the emperor solve the murder?"

Zhao Heng nodded.

The girl in the blue shirt standing in the hall brushed the green shirt that was blowing the sky and the blue water, and said softly, "Don't worry, as long as the emperor does what I say, the hexagram that blood will bleed from the seven orifices within ten days will not be fulfilled."

Zhao Heng looked at her bitterly. If she didn't help to detoxify the poison, would she be able to detoxify it by herself?

Jiang Fu looked at him, as if he could talk to his heart, and said directly, "Is the emperor worried about getting poisoned? As long as the emperor does good deeds and accumulates virtue, he will not die."

She was right, Zhao Heng would die, but he would not die from the poison.

That’s not a lie to him!

"From today on, the emperor must get up early and go to bed early, eat regularly, write and read, must not beat or scold the palace people, be kind to others, and stabilize his mood."

Zhao Heng looked at her with a livid face: "???"

Does she know what she is talking about?
Get up early, go to bed early, eat regularly?

Is she the maid in charge of the palace?

Tube so wide?
He just likes to stay up all night watching plays and watching beauties dancing. Can't he wait until early in the morning after morning service and then come back to sleep until the afternoon?

Being poisoned is bad enough, being unable to speak and being coerced by others to sell your precious jade to open schools in various places is already bad enough, but now you have to get up early, go to bed early and eat regularly?
Why don't you kill me anyway?
Just give me a quick kill, okay?

These two points alone are already too difficult for him, and she still lets him read and write?

You really deserve to be a student of Jiuqu.

Well, that's great.

Life is already so miserable, and I don't want people to lose their temper with the palace people. Now I can't even lose my temper, and I have to treat people kindly and kindly...

Zhao Heng almost passed out with black eyes.

Jiang Fu seemed to feel that it wasn't enough, so she sat down again, and continued to use her clear and calm voice, "By the way, we must be diligent and thrifty. I heard that the emperor uses one hundred and three dishes for each meal, which is too wasteful." , up to eight dishes, no more."

　Zhao Heng: How about you kill me?
　　Jiang Fu has a serious face: Be a good man for me (with a knife)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)