Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

"How long are you going to make trouble?" Qi Rong asked.

Bai Qingzhen casually looked out of the window: "naturally, it's when the seventh Prince feels bored and retreats."

Qi Rong opened his mouth, and finally just a smile: "later, come to the palace, I'm waiting for you."

Bai Qingzhen lowered his head and said nothing. After a long time, Liu Bo carefully pushed his shoulder: "my Lord, the fourth Prince is gone."

"Oh." He stood up and said to the people, "you eat. I have something else to do. Let's go first."

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On the golden palace.

In the solemn court hall in the past, there came a woman's shrill cry, one after another, which only made people doubt whether she would be out of breath next moment.

Qing emperor shriveled his mouth and asked Bai Qingzhen, "Bai Aiqing, what do you mean?"

"Your Majesty," Bai Qingzhen said in a light voice with a steady wave of his sleeve, "as you can see, the floods in Guangdong and Guangxi have caused countless victims. These are the victims there. They went through a lot of hardships before they came to the capital to face the saint. "

Emperor Qing was tearful when he heard this: "it's my fault. I'm really sorry that I didn't pay attention to the problems of Guangdong and Guangxi and let the people suffer."

He ran down from the throne and bumped into Xiao shunzi, shouting: "Xiao shunzi, don't stop me. I'll go down and plead with all the ancestors!"

Bai Qingzhen grabbed the back collar of emperor Qing, "Your Majesty, it's not necessary."

He bowed down and said, "it's just that at this time of natural disaster, we shouldn't build buildings. If you look at some projects that cost people and money, you can simplify them. "

Emperor Qing got a little meaning from his words and asked tentatively, "for example?"

"For example, the seventh Prince rebuilt the palace," Bai Qingzhen shook out a drawing from his sleeve. "After careful calculation, Wei Chen has drawn a very aesthetic design drawing."

As soon as he waved, Xiao shunzi ran over and took the drawing carefully and handed it to the emperor.

Looking at the thin drawing, Emperor Qing had an ominous premonition in his heart. He covered his eyes with one hand and went for the drawing with the other.

Slowly unfold.

Emperor Qing threw his finger to see the painting on the paper.

The ministers below also craned their necks curiously to see what kind of royal palace Lord Jing Zhaoyin had painted.

After a long time, Emperor Qing trembled his lips and said, "I don't need to go back because of the wind and rain."

The ministers turned their eyes to Bai Qingzhen.

Bai Qingzhen smiles, nods, brushes his sleeve and leaves, hiding his merits and fame.

The Minister of rites looked at the Minister of justice, and he poked the Minister of punishment. The Minister of punishment gritted his teeth and stamped his feet. He boldly went up and asked, "Your Majesty, can you borrow the drawing drawn by Jing Zhaoyin?"

Emperor Qing gave a feeble hum.

When the Minister of punishment went up to have a look, his face changed and he came down with three sighs and one chant.

The people next to him immediately gathered around and said, "what's up, what's up?"

The Minister of punishment shook his head and sighed: "you can live in thousands of mansions. You can protect all the poor people in the world. The wind and rain are not moving. You are as safe as a mountain!"

What is it?

Xiaoshunzi also curiously tiptoed to see, blinked: "harm, is not a broken thatched cottage?"

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The reconstruction project of the seventh Prince's palace has been put on the agenda.

A group of craftsmen carrying tools, built on the original site according to the white drawings.

At the beginning, it was still in full swing. A few days later, there was no sound. Instead, the sound of pushing the cup and changing the light continued.