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Chapter 305 Mrs. Liao is happy to meet you

The fourth prince followed in, looked at Zhuzhu, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Huo Chenzhao said: "I heard Zhuzhu talking, talking about smoking or something."

The fourth prince touched Zhuzhu's little face and analyzed rationally: "Zhuzhu should not have that kind of dream now."

Huo Chenzhao nodded, and both of their eyes were focused on Zhuzhu's face.

Tuanzi was sleeping restlessly, so he opened his eyes in a daze and was startled: "Eh!?"

The fourth prince said warmly: "Is Zhuzhu dreaming?"

As soon as Tuanzi heard the dream, he woke up a little and stretched out his little arms.

The fourth prince pulled her up, and Tuanzi's eyes were full of tears. He said blankly: "Dang Meng Meng Meng... They all said they could win a lottery."

Everyone responded quickly: "I can smoke now! Do you want to smoke now, host?"

Tuanzi was so sleepy that he couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or not, and his mouth was a bit unruly. He muttered: "Slap daddy, okay, I want it..."

They all showed the lottery plates, Tuanzi clicked lightly in his mind, and a book was pulled out and fell onto the bed with a clatter.

The fourth prince picked it up and looked at it.

Protecting the National Line is indeed reliable. The book this time is not only in vertical format, but also not the simplified Chinese version of later generations with missing arms and legs. It is their text, with both pictures and texts. The title of the book is "Controlling Water and Attacking Sand" The final version of the concept

They didn't know that Pan Jixun was from their dynasty. He was an official who appeared in the middle of the Great Shen Dynasty. He was a well-known hydraulic scientist. He pioneered the method of constricting water to attack sand... In fact, it was to tighten the river channel and then use the water flow itself. The momentum is used to impact the sediment at the bottom of the river bed, and is a method of dredging and preventing floods.

This method was invented by Pan Jixun, and was gradually improved by later generations. It is still used in modern times and is an extremely effective plan for river control and flood control.

The fourth prince took a quick look and said, "Shen Zhao, take my badge and send it to the palace."

Huo Chenzhao responded, put the book in his arms, took his badge, turned around and left.

Tuanzi was so sleepy that she was swaying around, so the fourth prince took her into his arms and said, "Okay, Zhu Zhu'er, thank you for your hard work. You can sleep now and don't think about anything."

He has been coaxing Zhuzhu since she was a child. He is very skilled in coaxing her to sleep. He stands up and walks around, shaking her gently.

Tuanzi usually never sleeps, but today it was too much.

The first time I wanted to sleep, I was frightened awake by Seventh Brother's Divine Comedy; the second time I wanted to sleep, I woke up again and started talking about my dreams.

Tuanzi felt that his little head was very heavy and he was extremely sleepy, but he couldn't fall asleep and couldn't help crying.

She closed her eyes and cried twice, then was confused for a while, then cried twice more, while mumbling incoherently: "Zhuzhu feels uncomfortable, four pots, and her head hurts... Zhuzhu's head is bitten... there are hairs on her head... ...The old cat and monkey are here, Guoguo, run away..."

The fourth prince was also a little anxious, but he didn't feel confident about handing Tuanzi to the maid. He put his big hands into Tuanzi's soft hair and rubbed it gently like a cat for a while. Seeing that Tuanzi's crying gradually became quieter, he hummed softly again. Come on Geer.

The fourth prince was not good at music. He just heard the seventh prince sing the national anthem, and he hummed the national anthem as well.

Tuanzi was in a daze, feeling that Siguoguo's hands rubbing his head felt so comfortable, and the songs he sang were so pleasant, and he finally fell asleep slowly.

the other side.

In the evening, Sheng Minglin and Shen Lingjue arrived at the tea house in a low-key manner.

After entering the reserved private room, a woman slowly walked out from behind the screen.

Sheng Minglin glanced at her and said to Shen Lingjue, "Lingjue, go and wait for me outside."

Shen Lingjue frowned, looked the woman up and down, and said, "Shall I stay with you?"

"No need," Sheng Minglin said, "I really don't have the strength to restrain a chicken, but I'm not here to fight. Just wait for me outside. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Shen Lingjue hesitated for a moment, looked at the woman a few more times, and then said, "Then I'll wait for you downstairs."

Sheng Minglin nodded, and Shen Lingjue withdrew.The woman also said to a girl dressed as a man beside her: "You should go out too."

The girl dressed in men's clothing quickly left without saying a word, and thoughtfully closed the door for them.

The woman opened her mouth, but before she spoke, Sheng Minglin walked in as a matter of course, then sat directly on the main seat, raised her hand and said, "Mrs. Liao, nice to meet you."

Mrs. Liao froze.

She didn't expect that he could reveal her identity at once.

But then she smiled and said: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young man, the prince is really smart."

As he spoke, he sat down on the chair next to him.

As soon as you take this guest seat, you have already lost a step.

Sheng Minglin chuckled: "It's not that I'm smart, it's Mrs. Liao who wants me to know. Since Mrs. Liao used that maid's mouth to make a trail, how can I not follow suit?"

He waved his hand with a hint of young man's unique arrogance: "Let's open the skylight and speak frankly. I'm not afraid to tell you that I don't care about the holy religion or not, but the people around me do. However, I can also guarantee that, They won't ruin my business, as long as you don't be stupid enough to run in front of them and yell, everything is under control."

He paused and looked at her: "My people will not ruin my business."

Mrs. Liao raised her eyebrows.

As soon as he came up, he completely took the initiative in the conversation and clearly identified himself as the "Holy Cult", which made Mrs. Liao a little uncomfortable and unhappy.

Mrs. Liao tried to regain the initiative.

She pursed her lips, and the texture on both sides of her lips deepened, making her look a bit mean: "The Crown Prince said this, of course I believe it, but as the Crown Prince of the Prince's Palace, does the Crown Prince really not care about... treason?"

She emphasized the emphasis on these two words and looked directly at him, not allowing him to avoid them.

Sheng Minglin smiled.

Then not only did he not retreat, he even moved closer to her and said with a smile, "This is what I want to ask today."

Mrs. Liao pursed her thin lips again.

Because every time he said this, she lost another sentence in the invisible verbal confrontation.

It was impossible for her to change the topic forcefully, so she could only pretend to be magnanimous and say: "Oh? What does the prince mean by this?"

Sheng Minglin smiled lightly and said: "I want to ask, Mrs. Liao, do you want revenge or get the results of the war? Is it to restore the country or to get this country?"

Mrs. Liao frowned: "Don't be mysterious."

After saying this, she felt annoyed that her response was not good enough.

Because every word Sheng Minglin said was full of style. In the words of later generations, the pretense was very successful, but she failed to catch it, which exposed the shallowness of her knowledge.

Then, the little boy in front of him smiled tolerantly.

Mrs. Liao was almost angered to death by his smile.

Sheng Minglin said calmly: "It's very simple. I want to know, is what you want really revenge? Revenge is to kill all your enemies. Who is the enemy? To put it bluntly, your enemy is Taizu, but too much Grandpa is dead! Or are your enemies the Dasheng royal family? My surname is also Sheng, and I am also your enemy?"

Mrs. Liao narrowed her eyes.

Sheng Minglin continued calmly: "Is this really what you want? I don't think so. I think the most important thing is to get the results! So, my next question actually means the same thing, to restore 'Han Song', or to Does it make sense to continue the 'Da Sheng'? No! Is the name of the country really that important? Isn't what you want to stand at the top, and then you and the people you care about can take over the country together and enjoy the results of the victory? "

Mrs. Liao said nothing, but was secretly frightened.

She has been working secretly for so many years, under the banner of revenge for the emperor, but in fact... only she understands that what she wants is the kind of glory, the kind of wealth, the kind of status and respect that are above all other people. Glory!
But such an idea was exposed by a child in front of her indifferently, which made her embarrassed, a little angry, and even had murderous intentions!
(End of this chapter)