Chapter 38 Wuma Siqing
Speaking of Wuma Siqing, after Di Mingxuan and Jun Zixi left, he suddenly burst out laughing with joy on his face.

"Prime Minister Wuma, Your Majesty...does he agree or disagree?!" A minister who was about the same age as Wuma Siqing asked doubtfully.

"Haha... Your Majesty agrees, of course I agree!!" Wuma Siqing stroked his long white beard and laughed.

O late king, this child finally knows how to marry a wife and have children.He has always known that the king is just a child who is having trouble, as long as he can figure it out.

In fact, before that, he almost thought that the king had some bad habits. After all, Mr. Si Mo was often with the king, and the king never married, and Mr. Simo was really... ahem... too good-looking. Feminine, it is inevitable that people will not be misunderstood.

What is the habit of breaking sleeves.

Simo: "..." Why would people say that he is not here, Prime Minister Wuma, I recruited you, did I offend you?Is it too beautiful to be so beautiful, and there will be mistakes? !

"But... Your Majesty's meaning..." It's really not obvious.

What the minister was about to say next was stopped by Wuma Siqing's hand.

Wuma Siqing's eyes didn't become cloudy because of his age, but became clearer and brighter, and he had an indescribable aura of being a prime minister for many years.

The body is healthy, the skin is a healthy bronze color, and the eyes are black and white, as if they can see through people's hearts.With the official uniform on the body, the majesty is also more evident on the body.

"Murong Xing, trust me, Prime Minister, you will never be wrong."

Murong Xing has almost the same official position as him, only second to him.

"Okay, I hope the king is really willing to get married." Murong Xingtai looked up at the sky, looking thoughtful, and said to Wuma Siqing after a while, "Then I will take my leave." Then he left .

The two retreated, and Wuma Siqing also left, and got into his carriage back home, closing his eyes and resting his mind.As the carriage wobbled, Wuma Siqing also fell into memories.

His name is Wuma Siqing, he is the prime minister of the Dragon and Phoenix Kingdom, and he has a noble status, but before that he didn't have a name, let alone an identity.

He is a vagrant wandering on the street, not going anywhere, nowhere to return, running for food every day... that is because of survival.I thought I would live like this forever, but until his appearance opened a bright road for my dark path.

The bustling small city of Jindu looks peaceful, but is it really peaceful?Outside the city, there are wars and wars, but the prosperity and peace inside the city is like a dream.

"Selling candied haws, delicious and sweet candied haws!"

"Buns, there are so many stuffed buns, come and sell one!"

"..." There was a shout.

"Hmm... so hungry!" I walked in the alley, rubbing my stomach that was rumbling from hunger.When you see the fragrant, hot buns. "Boss, can you give me a bun? I can work for you."

"Go, little beggar where are you going, don't hinder my business, be careful I'll chase people away with a stick." The boss selling steamed stuffed buns had obvious impatience in his eyes.

"Boss, please, just give me a bun and I'll leave!!!" The hunger in his eyes was undisguised, very obvious.

"Want?" the bun shop owner asked.

I nodded eagerly.

"Give me money, one penny, if not, leave quickly!!"

As the boss said, he was about to drive people away with a stick.

(End of this chapter)

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