I want to be a good minister

Chapter 474
"Him?" Master Jing instinctively wanted to deny this plan. Then Taifu Wang is so unreliable.

"Your Excellency, you don't know something. We are all forced to do so, so we can only make such a bad plan. Then Mr. Wang is doing well, why do you have to go into this muddy water?" Madam Jing still said tactfully.

"Who said to tell him, it's just for the use of his two people—" the loyal minister said, his brain is not active, his mind is not heavy, and he will not reach his current position. The superficial wisdom is like a fool, and he is dedicated to the public. That is also on the surface, and the loyal minister is indeed wholeheartedly for the Dajing Kingdom, except for his daughter.

borrow?Master Jing was a little confused, but he knew he couldn't ask.

Two days later, the Yuanxiang Festival will be held as usual. As the king of Dajing, even if he does not go there in person, he will hang a banner symbolizing His Royal Highness on the wall of Weizhong Palace as usual, and hold a worship ceremony.

According to the usual practice, Zong Chi will lead the Royal Guards to go to the worship ceremony in person. The Royal Guards represent the guard of honor of His Royal Highness, which is equivalent to Her Royal Highness's appearance.

Taifu Wang's youngest son is Taifu Wang's pride. He was smart since he was a child, and he loved to dance with knives and guns. When he was old, he worked as an errand in Weizhong Palace.

But Wang Taifu's youngest son has the same hobby as Wang Taifu, that is, he likes to drink, and once he drinks, he must get drunk before resting.

Originally, on the second day of the Lunar Elephant Festival, the royal guards had already ordered not to drink alcohol, but this Wang Ju was addicted to alcohol and secretly took two close brothers to drink. Wake him up early in the morning.

But before the next day, in the middle of the night, Wang Ju and his two brothers had already been knocked out and resisted to go away. When the servant was going to call him early in the morning of the next day, he saw that their master had left the tavern by himself. come out.

The boy wondered very much, in the past, when their master didn't give up after drinking drunk, even if he woke up, he stumbled to the palace, and because he was a good apprentice of the coach, naturally no one dared to provoke him.

Although, the servant felt that today's master was a little different from usual, but he didn't think too much about it, because there was something important to do today, so he drove the car and sent the master and the other two guards to the palace.

"My lord, the Zong Commander ordered that today's worship ceremony be advanced one hour. Each team will keep four people in the palace, and the rest will go to the ceremony." A guard hurriedly came to report.

"You go, let us stay—" Wang Ju said, the guard was stunned, Wang Ju would rush to go to such things in the past, what happened today.

"Wake up if you drink too much—" Wang Ju immediately rubbed his forehead, and the guard suddenly realized that Mr. Wang's alcohol addiction has grown in recent days.

The three of Wang Ju just waited for the crowd to leave, and then headed towards the Star Palace.

It stands to reason that the imperial guards can only enter the outer defense of the Weizhong Palace. It is impossible to enter the Star Palace. Regarding the matter of the guards, these people are all under the jurisdiction of Zong Chi himself. Except for these people, Her Highness the Holy Maiden has her own personal guards, all women, even in Weizhong Palace, others are not common.

It's just that today's ceremony, the guards who symbolize the Holy Maiden's Guards need to go to the Ziwei Hall, and the number of guards in the Star Hall is less than a quarter of the original.

Cen Xi didn't notice any changes, his heart was immersed in the happiness and sweetness of just getting rid of the title of single young woman.

It's very rare to be able to be with Zong Li 24 hours a day, so naturally she can feel that Zong Li has the same thoughts as her.

"It's not too late, isn't it too late?" Cen Xi was still sensible, and when he spoke, he raised his head slightly from Zongli's arms, his hair was slightly disheveled with a lazy air, and he moved his nose away from Zongli's arms. He got out of his arms, and took another deep breath between the waist.

The warm and fragrant smell, her Zongli, is now really her Zongli.

"I can stay for another quarter of an hour—" The man lowered his head, touched his troublesome head with his slightly cool lips, his eyes were slightly deep, and he seemed a little bit reluctant, but, she is the saint of the Great Jing Kingdom, and she will not be here for the rest of her life. Tired crooked in his arms.

He would like this time to last as long as possible, but now, he is already 22, and there is only one last year left to stay in the Hall of Stars majestically.

According to the news from Zong Xuan, the imminent move of Bishan Kingdom has become a prairie fire, and the continuous strength of Bishan Kingdom has long been eyeing the titular ruler Dajing.

But today's Dajing Kingdom is in danger, and there is a rift with Beichang Kingdom. The countries in the southern corner sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, while the countries in the northern corner are about to fall into chaos and have no time to take care of themselves.

At such a time, only the appearance of the saint can make the countries fearful.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that before he can prepare for a rainy day and the power of Her Majesty the Holy Maiden returns, the Bishan Kingdom is already on the verge of sinking.

Now we can only take one step at a time.

"Xiaoxian—" Zong Li's eyes darkened, and he hugged the woman in his arms tightly.

Cen Xi shook his head resolutely.

"No, no, I'm tired—" Cen Xi was about to hide immediately, not even wanting to covet that warm embrace.

"I'll just hold you for a while." Zong Li said in a hoarse voice, the strength in his arms increased, and the scurrying rabbit in his arms became much more peaceful.

"Zong Li, what do you think about that matter?" Cen Xi raised his head, playing with the man's hair that fell on his chest.

"Leaving the palace?" Zong Li said in a calm voice.

"Well, going out of the palace has the advantage of being out of the palace, not so conspicuous—" Cen Xi continued, and then stretched out his hand, hugging that warm waist, "But I can't bear to part with you, I can't bear to part with you even for a moment—"

Zong Li froze, grabbing the hand that stretched from his curly hair to the hem of his clothes at some point, and rolled his throat.

"Xiaoxian, you can stay here with peace of mind. Also, no matter who you are, my heart has never changed—" Zong Li said slowly.

Cen Xi listened casually. In such a sweet atmosphere, love words are just icing on the cake. Moreover, she has never paid attention to the identity. Instead, she has something more to care about.

"Well, tell me, was it your first time that day?" Cen Xi suddenly raised his head and met the man's eyes, with an expression of not giving up without answering.

Zong Li immediately shut up and remained silent as if he had punched cotton.

"Don't admit it?" Cen Xi smirked, how difficult is it to admit it? "Oh, you have to come back early, how long will this ceremony take, can you come back earlier?"

"Well, I'll try to come back as soon as possible—" Zong Li stretched out his hand and touched the restless head, even if he didn't want to face the next one, he didn't want him to face it alone.

(End of this chapter)