famous moon

Chapter 927
The five hundred elite soldiers recruited from Huang Zhiyuan could see this.

As for Xiwu, naturally he was Huang Zhiyuan's confidant. Lin Qinghe liked Xiwu very much. He was forthright, loyal, and capable of leading troops. What's more, he liked her very much.

When working with people, the most important thing is to hit it off. If you don’t hit it off, no matter how good two people are, they won’t be able to get along happily together. It’s simply full of contradictions.

The emperor was still sitting on the desk in the imperial study room, the sky had already darkened, but the lights in the imperial study room were brightly lit, and the emperor was reviewing the memorial.

Lin Qinghe and Huang Zhiyuan stood outside the door, and after being reported by Eunuch Chen, they walked in.

The light reflected on the emperor's face, and it also flickered, Huang Zhiyuan said: "Father, you have fulfilled your mission, except for the Ninth Prince today."

"Well, I already know."

He knows everything about them today. He has been planning such a big battle for so many years, and today he can finally get what he wants, so he must pay special attention to it.

Lin Qinghe could imagine how deep the emperor's heart was, and he only hoped that he was not using Huang Zhiyuan now, and when his purpose was achieved, he would kick Huang Zhiyuan away.

She only begged that the emperor really valued Huang Zhiyuan now, and she was cultivating him so that he could become a real pillar of the country.

There is really nothing else to ask for.

Huang Zhiyuan said: "Father, some old ministers in the court are indeed very disrespectful. They always think that because of their high meritorious service, they can get carried away with self-satisfaction. It is time to clean up."

The emperor nodded and stood up, his eyes were a little deep, and there was a faint smile on his lips, "This time, you did a good job, I hope you can continue to work hard in the future, don't disappoint my expectations of you .”

"No," Huang Zhiyuan said flatly, "I will definitely remember my father's teachings, and I will never let you down."

The emperor's eyes lightly shifted to Lin Qinghe's body, "He'er, you are a very outstanding woman, I value you very much, that's why I agreed to your marriage, I very much hope that you can always be by Zhiyuan's side, Take care of him and help him."

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that my courtiers will definitely do so. Thank you Your Majesty for your great love for my courtiers."

Lin Qinghe said, neither humble nor overbearing, her eyes drooped slightly, her face was brighter and darker by the candlelight, but it was also brighter and more attractive.

"Well, that's good. I will inform you about the next arrangement."

"Yes."

After the two of them left the imperial study room, the emperor sat on the dragon chair, and while continuing to look at the memorial, he said lightly: "Dog, the net that was cast must be taken back when it is time to collect it." ?”

In the darkness, a gloomy and cold voice came: "Your Majesty, the net you cast can only be recovered by you yourself."

The emperor sighed, and then said lightly: "How is Duke Wen doing recently?"

"Your Majesty," the gloomy and cold voice sounded, "I dare not speak too much."

"Hehe, if I remember correctly, you once admired Wen Dingrong, why, don't you dare to beg for her?"

There was the sound of knees touching the ground, and the dog's voice trembled, "Your Majesty, slaves never mix public and private affairs together."

(End of this chapter)