Fast Transmigration Big Brother Sugar Sprinkle 99 Style

Chapter 222 Emperor’s Favor (29)

As the saying goes, when you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins.

But the current situation obviously cannot be summed up in this sentence.

The subordinate glanced at Lu Fei who was eating the most famous Buddha Jumping Wall in Zhoujiaji, waved his hand, and signaled the people behind him to follow suit.

Several people walked over calmly and surrounded Lu Fei.

A conflict is about to begin.

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The system watching on the small TV said three or three times: "Boss, the heartthrob protagonist shouldn't be killed, right?"

"Of course not, the next step is the story of Lu Fei's harem appearance."

Yun Shu's guess is completely correct, if the protagonist is killed here, then what will happen next.

So just when the subordinates were about to pull Lu Fei out to find a place where no one was around to deal with it, the martial arts leader appeared on the stage.

I did somersaults in the air, then stepped on the table with my toes, and fell to the ground.

There were very obvious footprints on the table, and even the next second, the table that had been in disrepair for decades cracked successfully in two with a "click".

The Buddha Jumping Over the Wall that Lu Fei didn't finish eating died in such a heroic and tragic way.

He was so busy that he heard the movement, and the waiter took a look at it and said calmly: "Objective, please go out and call after paying the bill."

They are a small shop, how can they stand the toss.

Fang Aomi, the leader of the martial arts alliance who originally thought her appearance was very impressive, was silent for a few moments, "Okay." She said silently.

The corner of the subordinate's mouth twitched, he wanted to laugh but couldn't, he didn't care about the sudden appearance of the martial arts leader, he grabbed Lu Fei's arm and was about to take him away.

She is a good citizen, but she can't act as a shopkeeper to kill people.

Besides, this is the capital city, and it's not that the emperor is tired of killing people at his feet.

Lu Fei didn't know his subordinates, so naturally he didn't want to be taken away by her. He thought she was a gangster coveting the gold and silver treasures in his baggage, so he immediately struggled and shouted at the martial arts leader who had just appeared: "This girl, Help, I don't know her!"

Fang Aomi, the leader of the martial arts alliance, as the leader of the righteous way, naturally cannot see death without saving him, so the two sides are at odds.

But in Yun Shu's view, this level of drama was really nothing to catch the eye.

So he averted his gaze in disbelief.

Only System [-] watched the follow-up development from the sidelines.

As expected, although he was a bit of a sand sculpture, since he is the leader of the martial arts, his martial arts is higher than that of his subordinates, so naturally, Lu Fei was rescued by the leader of the martial arts.

The subordinates can only look at the sky at 45 degrees melancholy, commemorating the last mission of their own death.

I actually thought, ah, this is great.

Her last task was not accomplished because she did not want to do it, but because she was prevented by irresistible external factors.

She can go to work.

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At this court meeting, since there were no major events other than the assassination of the assassin recently, the ministers finally remembered the matter of the general election.

Minister of the Ministry of Rites stepped forward, "Your Majesty, the general election is coming soon, is everything consistent with the previous emperor's time?"

If the emperor doesn't have any requirements, then just do it as the first emperor did. If the emperor has other requirements, then you can say it now, and they have to go back and adjust immediately after the court meeting is over.

The Minister of Rites raised his head slightly, waiting for the emperor's reaction.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, the emperor did not make any movement.

The Minister of Rites and the other ministers were taken aback for a moment, then quickly and carefully raised their eyelids and looked at the emperor above him.

And when he looked over, he saw the emperor propped his chin with his right hand, his eyelashes were drooping, and his brows were cold and flat.

Ministers: "..."

After talking with them for a long time, the emperor had already fallen asleep and didn't hear a word.

The ministers were sad but also a little distressed. His Majesty looked really tired. He must have been dealing with government affairs until midnight. She really paid too much for the dynasty.

And as courtiers, not only could they not share His Majesty's worries and problems, but they had to bother His Majesty with many things that they could have handled by themselves.

It's just too much.

At this moment, the hearts of many ministers are filled with unprecedented guilt, and they feel that they are full of motivation. They must work harder and harder, vowing to share the worries and problems for His Majesty, and not let His Majesty be so tired anymore!

So after a long period of time, Yun Shu found that the Daxuan officials who had been working very hard at first were more serious about their work, and the efficiency was very high. What was brought to her was a lot of streamlined things that really needed her to deal with.

The emperor didn't understand what was going on, but he was very happy to see the results, and said: They are all a group of good ministers who love their work.

But now, Yidong softly called out to His Majesty from the side, the emperor's eyelashes moved slightly, like butterfly wings about to take off, and he lazily opened his eyes.

Then, caught off guard, she met a group of courtiers who were staring at her with blinking eyes.

Emperor: "Huh???"

Slightly yawned, not at all ashamed when he was dozing off, the embarrassing emperor asked in a lazy voice, "What's wrong?"

So the Minister of Rites very consciously repeated his own question just now.

While talking, I feel sorry for the emperor in my heart.

So after finishing speaking, he added, "Your Majesty, government affairs are important, but your body is even more important. You must take care of your dragon body."

The emperor, who was cared deeply by his ministers for fear that she would stay up all night and disregard her own body to deal with the affairs of state, blinked, then hooked the corners of her lips without blushing and heartbeat, and said:

"I understand the meaning of loving you, but the dynasty is now in a stage of development with many things, how can I slack off?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the courtiers below became more complicated, full of guilt, and enthusiasm like chicken blood, like a bald guy who can work all night without sleep after drinking a big bowl of chicken soup.

As for the emperor, his expression was sincere, as if he was sighing but not sighing, as if he could do his best for the dynasty and die.

Sansan was taken aback for a while.

If it didn't know that the boss slept so late last night because he was with Xiao Ji, it would have thought that the boss was working hard all night.

Awesome, awesome.

With a few words, the ministers were tricked into working overtime for her.

Sansan said that the boss's method of employing people is really high.

It has a lot to learn, really.

The emperor said that sentence in a calm tone, and then jumped to the general election that Minister of Rites said.

She propped her jaw, "About the general election..."

The ministers waited with bated breath for the emperor's words.

The general election is a very important thing, especially for families who want to take it further with their sons.

This is undoubtedly a shortcut in front of him, and it is a very easy one.

How many people can resist taking shortcuts?
(End of this chapter)