Zhao Fujin, the Emperor who brought disaster to the country

"How's it going? What did the old lady say?" Zhao Jinluo followed Zhao Fujin to the door of the inner hall and waited through the screen for Zhao Fujin to wash up, then he asked anxiously.

"Alas!" Zhao Fujin let out a long sigh after cleaning his face and hands under Qiong Ye's service, changing his boots into indoor cloth slippers.

"It's no use trying to persuade her?" When Zhao Jinluo heard her sigh, his heart immediately sank, and he muttered: "What kind of monster is this? Why is it so difficult to deal with!"

"I used my brother-in-law's official position as a threat, and she agreed not to let you go back to her hometown with her to serve on the ancestral tablets." Seeing her disappointment, Zhao Fujin was really embarrassed to tease her anymore: "But don't be complacent first, she doesn't need you. She is not going back to her hometown to serve on the ancestral tablets, but she said she wants to live with you and your wife for two years until you are older before returning to her hometown."

"Oh! As long as you don't let me follow her back to her hometown right now!" Zhao Jinluo felt better immediately after hearing this. She rushed across the screen with a smile, grabbed Zhao Fujin who was taking off his shoes and was about to go to bed, and begged with a shake: "Tell me about the process!"

"The results are here, what is the process? Fourth sister has this time, why not hurry up and make some things for the elderly. Let me tell you, that Mrs. Song is extremely arrogant and shameless. If you do If you don't do it well, you won't get any good results!" Zhao Fujin was shaken by her so much that his hair fell out, and his long, straight black hair draped over his shoulders, like silk.

"Hey, what kind of fragrance is this? Why does it smell so good?" Zhao Jinluo was stunned, picked up a strand of Zhao Fujin's hair, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed: "I heard that the fragrant branches in your palace were brought to the palace recently. There is a red plum in bud in the middle, and you are going to make some plum balm. Isn’t it the one you will use on your hair?”

"Oh, this Xiangzhi is quite an activist!" Zhao Fujin was a little surprised: "I use shampoo essential oil on my head, which has nothing to do with the balm she is going to make."

"Shampoo oil? Can you give us a favor?" Zhao Jinluo said eagerly: "Seeing as you just called me brother-in-law, I didn't even get angry..."

"It's not wrong to call me brother-in-law. The three matchmakers and the six beauties have almost finished their formalities. It doesn't matter if I shout a few times. Why are you so angry?" Zhao Fujin pretended to be innocent and looked at Zhao Jinluo, waiting to see. She acted.

"It's not like we're not married yet. It could change at any time!" Zhao Jinluo said unconvinced: "To be honest, ever since Mrs. Song became a demon, I have wanted to call off the marriage countless times!"

"That's because my brother-in-law is an outstanding person. Even with such a troublesome mother, my fourth sister is still reluctant to break off the engagement!" Zhao Fujin joked.

"Oh, please stop making fun of me!" Zhao Jinluo said reluctantly: "The eldest lady will summon the wife of the Cai family to the palace in two days. I don't know, your good news is coming soon!

Speaking of the Cai family, I don't understand. You clearly knew that your father and eldest lady found your husband's family, so why did you dismiss the father and son? "

"This is not easy, because I don't like the Cai family!" Zhao Fujin continued to laugh at her: "I am not as worried about getting married as my sister. I have the protection of my father and my aunt. If I can't get married, I won't be able to support many people." He’s just a faceless person!”

"Shh~~ You damn girl, you dare to say anything. It looks like you are really being indulged by your father!" Zhao Jinluo first covered Zhao Fujin's mouth with his hand, and before Zhao Fujin could hold her hand, she put it down herself: " However, you are right. A young lady like you who is beautiful, capable, and powerful would not be as comfortable as she is now when she gets married. It would be nice to have a few faces, let me tell you~ ~”

Zhao Jinluo paused for a moment, stretched out his head and whispered in Zhao Fujin's ear. Before Qiong Ye, who was waiting at the side, had time to react, he saw Zhao Fujin jump up: "No, no, he can't, don't talk nonsense." !" "Eh? Why are you so excited?" Zhao Jinluo was a little confused by her reaction: "We sisters just talk about it in private, but we can't take it seriously - it can't be, do you really have this idea?"

"No, I don't have this idea at all!" Zhao Fujin said righteously: "Let me tell you, to me, he is like a god, so there can be no blasphemy."

"Ah?" Zhao Jinluo was dumbfounded. She pointed her slender jade finger in the direction of the outer hall: "Are you not mistaken? He is only the same age as us, how did he become your slander? Could it be that you were... What did he do to lower his head?

Let me just say, in a room full of people, you kept talking about Senior Brother Yue, and those two were obviously older than your Senior Brother Yue, but they were ranked behind you. I thought you were interested in him. "

"Fourth sister." Zhao Fujin straightened his tone: "Yue Pengju is the pillar of our dynasty, and my father will definitely use him in the future. Not to mention that I just admire him, even if he is a bit interesting, I can't possibly defeat him. future."

"Did you calculate this through fortune telling again?" Zhao Jinluo felt that the only explanation for why Yue Pengju was only 15 years old and could be so valued by Zhao Fujin was that she calculated it.

Yes, she always thought that Zhao Fujin had some abilities. After all, even her father was subdued by her hand.

"That's not wrong." Zhao Fujin thought for a while: "Don't talk about this with others. I'm afraid that too much compliments and honors will change his fortune."

"Okay, okay, I understand!" Zhao Jinluo rolled his eyes at Zhao Fujin: "Anyway, whatever you say is reasonable, I just listen! I won't disturb your sleep, I will go out to see the pillar of the country."

As he spoke, he stood up and asked Qiong Ye to help him comb his hair. However, he still did not forget the shampoo used by Zhao Fujin: "The one you used, give it to me tonight. This is not an order, this is... Please, I hope you won’t be ignorant of praise.”

"Bah!" Zhao Fujin was lying on the bed, grabbing the shampoo in mid-air and grabbing the shampoo: "Give it, take it, take it, you are short-sighted! You have to use mine to eat it." , I don’t know when I will be able to come back!”

"Oh, thank you, Fifth Sister!" Zhao Jin was so excited that he took the shampoo and said to Qiong Ye, "Here, let me use it!"

"This is shampoo, why are you smearing it on your head!" Before Zhao Fujin could react, Zhao Jinluo had already used quick eyes and hands to smear a handful of shampoo on his bunted hair.

"How can it smell good if you don't apply it on your head?" Zhao Jinluo was startled by the stickiness on his head: "You mean, just washing your hair can leave this fragrance?"

"What do you think!" Zhao Fujin glanced at the shampoo distressedly: "I don't have much left, so be careful when you wash it. Don't use it up before you invent it by then!"