The whole capital thinks I'm a lone star

Chapter 300 I have never seen a king of a country as leisurely as you
Gu Zhiyuan, who was wearing black clothes, raised his forehead, and here he is again, he is helpless to have such a nympho sister.

"Yun'er, Mr. Luo must have something else to do. You want to hear something interesting, brother." Mulu glanced at the restless little girl warningly, and then looked at Wei Zhao apologetically, "Don't bother Luo Young master, please."

Gu Zhiyuan stood sideways, Wei Zhao smiled, "I do have something to do today, I'm destined to see you someday."

Gu Qingyun was very reluctant, "When is the future? Where do you live at Seventeen? I will go and play with you when I have time."

Wei Zhao smiled, "If you come to Luo Mansion in South China Lane, Qing Yun will definitely sweep the couch to welcome you."

Gu Qingyun nodded repeatedly, she was not being polite, she really wanted to go.

Qin Li followed Wei Zhao downstairs, and when Gu Qingyun saw him, he squinted and smiled, "Babyface, you're not bad, but you're not as good as Seventeen."

Qin Li showed a look that he thought was more fierce, "Don't make up his mind."

This delicate little girl is definitely no match for a whip from the master.

He had good intentions, but it was a pity that Gu Qingyun didn't feel it, he just thought that the baby face pretending to be fierce on purpose was quite cute.

On the way back, Qin Li asked doubts in his heart, "Seventeen, why are you so polite to that ancient girl? And invite her to the house."

Wei Zhao smiled, and walked slowly towards the Luo Mansion, and didn't answer directly when he heard the words, but said, "The surname Gu is rare."

If I didn't guess wrong, the two people just now were from the ancient family of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but I don't know what their relationship with Gu Chuan is.

After all, Gu Chuan was considered her teacher, and it was right to be more polite to people from the Gu family, after all, they had to be employed.

Qin Li scratched his head, but didn't understand.

Rong Jin's enthronement ceremony was scheduled for three days later, Wei Zhao returned to Luo Mansion, and saw a familiar man and a wolf by the lake.

"I have never seen a king of a country as leisurely as you."

Wei Zhao approached, Rong Jin pulled her to lean against Hun Xiao.

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly, the surface of the water shone with sparkling light, Hun Xiao was very warm, the two of them sat side by side, their beautiful faces were unparalleled in the world.

"Someone will do those things in the court hall." Rong Jin put his hands behind his head in a lazy and relaxed posture.

Wei Zhao shook his head and laughed, "You can't throw everything to King An and Prime Minister Jiang, it's fine if you throw it to King An, then you can rest assured, Prime Minister Jiang, don't forget that there is also King Ling at the border. Will you come back too?"

"I'll be back." Rong Jin still had a relaxed expression on his face, "So what if he comes back, he and old man Jiang may not be of the same mind."

Otherwise, how could it be possible to go to the border at such a critical time, avoid the sharp edge and come back? I am afraid that only the old man Jiang will believe it.

When Rong Kai left the capital, Wei Zhao felt strange at first, but after hearing Rong Jin's words, he quickly figured out the connection, and the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to laugh.

Rong Shen's princes are really strange, some people fight for the throne and lose their lives, while others avoid it.

That night, Ling Wang Rongkai returned to Beijing and entered the palace overnight.

In the imperial study room, Rong Jin sat lazily.

Rong Kai stared at him for a moment, then slowly saluted, "The last general, Rong Kai, joins His Majesty."

"Excuse me." Rong Jin looked down at him.

Rong Kai is also sizing him up, he hasn't seen him for dozens of days, his ninth younger brother is completely different from before, and it can't be said that he is completely different, to be precise, his aura is stronger than before.

In the past, Rong Jin was moody and deeply favored. Whether it was an official of the court or a prince, many people would tremble when they saw him, for fear of offending him.

(End of this chapter)