Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 337 Who gave it

"Ok."

   In the face of all the ministers present, Nangong Yu's expression was obviously much more relaxed than in the courtroom.

   His broad back rested leisurely on the nanmu seat, and a few rays of morning light fell on his shoulders.

   The whole person seems to be shrouded in holy light, making it more and more like a **** of nine heavens.

  Shangguanhong frowned and didn't ask any further questions. Since he answered in the affirmative, he confirmed what he was thinking. He nodded and picked up the tea cup again.

   Both the monarch and the minister understood, but others didn't. Seeing the two playing dumb riddles made them a little anxious.

   "Your Majesty, this minister is afraid that if you act like this, the Prime Minister's party will jump over the wall in a hurry."

   Someone followed suit,

   "Yes, Your Majesty, the rumors among the people today are from the handwriting of the prime minister and others. I'm afraid they can't bear it anymore."

  The gilded incense burner is filled with refreshing incense, and penetrates into the nose of the person together with the refreshing tea fragrance in the house, making people's chaotic spirit refreshed.

  Nangong Yu didn't rub the Xuanyu wrench any more, and his sturdy and sturdy body broke away from the back of the golden nanmu chair.

   picked up the tea cup in his hand, a pair of narrow and sharp eyes drooped down with the action of drinking tea,

   "The widow is not afraid that he will jump over the wall, but he is afraid that he will not jump."

  The people present here are all smart people. After hearing this, they made eye contact with each other and quickly realized the meaning of the emperor's words.

  Some ministers wanted to say something but stopped talking, then swallowed the words, and cast an inquiring look at Shangguan Hong, who was sitting as firmly as Mount Tai.

  Unfortunately, the old **** Shangguan Hong was drinking tea on the ground, radiant with glory, and he didn't even show any intention of giving it away, as if he was in a good mood,

  The minister had no choice, so he could only cast his gaze carefully to the first emperor, and tentatively said, "The emperor means..."

  Nangong Yu did not answer, put down the teacup and looked at the ministers, but silence was better than sound,

  The ministers' minds were condensed and then they were overwhelmed with ecstasy and excitement. This day has finally come!

  Shangguan Hong thought more than other ministers, and thought farther, "Your Majesty, when the old minister returns, he secretly dispatches troops and horses into the palace to ensure that you and the queen mother priest are complete."

  Nangong Yu raised his hand to veto and raised his lips, "There is no need to scare the snakes, the few people in the palace have their own calculations. During this time, pay attention to the movements in and out of the capital city, close the door and beat the dogs."

   The words "close the door and beat the dog" are very rare to say from the emperor's mouth. The ministers were not surprised by the words, so they didn't have to be shocked and discouraged.

   "Your Majesty, you must not joke about your safety."

   "Yes, Your Majesty, the dragon's body is the most important!"

  “…”

   Ministers, your words and my words can be said to be hard-hearted, and your mouth is so dry that you can't see the emperor speak.

  Look at me, I'll look at you, it's not good to see the difference between the ruler and the minister. What is the reaction of the emperor to see the emperor in an open and honest way,

   I can't, I can only pretend to hold up the tea cups one by one and take a peek at the main position with my peripheral vision,

   It’s better if you don’t take a glance, you’re just stunned, only to meet emperors who don’t show joy or anger to them,

   Now there are soft and obvious smile marks between the eyebrows, and when they are stunned, they suddenly open their mouths,

   "The widow has a lot of heart, so the generals and your beloved ministers don't need to worry, the widow, cherishes their life very much."

   The rain outside the house has a tendency to be heavier and heavier. The ministers left with oil-paper umbrellas one after another.

   Eunuch De watched the group leave with a smile, looked at the few old ministers of the former court in the rain curtain, and squeezed the dust whisk tightly,

   Withdrew his eyes, shook his head and sighed in a low voice. Loyal ministers are rare, and loyal ministers who have not changed their original aspirations are even more rare.

   Whether it is the prime minister or the Zhao family, after all, they are all fascinated by the status, power and wealth for so many years.

  It’s okay to lose your eyes, you shouldn’t, you shouldn’t forget, who gave them their current position of power and glory and wealth.

   There are many national affairs,

  The ministers are gone, and there are still memorials piled up like a hill waiting for Nangong Yu’s approval.

   The cool wind blows, and together with the rain that is constantly falling down and down the world, it dissipates the last bit of autumn heat,

  The wind blew from the imperial study to the priest's hall, carrying the maple tree with its red leaves at the gate of the palace rustling,

   "Meow--"

  The wind and rain outside the window lattice, Xiao Wuyun stretched his waist and slowly got up and walked over to rub the master's hand, begging for a touch~

  Song Qing's original blank booklet on the case was only written a few pages, and the brush dipped in ink was not as convenient as a ballpoint pen in another world.

   She has always been impatient, but fortunately this rainy day inexplicably gave her a lot of peace of mind. She put the pen on the inkstone and began to smooth the hair of the dark clouds.

   Coincidentally, a flash of lightning crossed the sky, and then came the sound of rolling thunder, rubbing the back of the little guy's neck, talking to himself,

   "I don't know where my grandparents and my little wife are now."

  It is not a wonderful thing for a carriage to meet rainy days, so I can't help but sigh,

  It would be nice if her Ferrari could follow, and it would be nice if it didn't help the car of Lord Huo Shi, but unfortunately, these can only be thought about,

   "Meow--"

   Xiao Wuyun comfortably stroked Song Qing's wrist with his tail, like a very intimate little padded jacket.

   "Button."

  The door of the carved house was knocked softly. It was Xiao Caizi. Xiao Caizi smiled sillyly at the person and the cat, and then he happily talked about the business.

   "Sir, Yun Meiren is out to see you."

   Cloud beauty?

  Song Qing raised her eyebrows, her hand stroking the cat didn't stop and she didn't mean to get up, "Aren't they all grounded, where did Yunmei come from?"

  If it wasn't necessary, she didn't really want to deal with the concubines in the harem, and if she didn't talk too much, why waste each other's time and mood?

   "Sir, it's like this, the piece of paper that Commander Guo found from the imperial concubine's palace does not have the name of Yunmeiren."

  Xiao Caizi explained quickly, then scratched his head and added,

   "That's what Yun Meiren said to the servants, my lord, did you see... or not?"

   Xiao Caizi felt a little regretful, why is he so stupid, knowing that adults don't like to meet the ladies in the harem,

  I also came over to communicate with the adults. I knew that I had told Yunmei that the adults were resting, and I would have done it.

  The adults do not like to be disturbed when they are resting. Everyone in the palace knows that.

   "Let's see, it's raining so hard to come to this priest on purpose. If you don't see me, doesn't it seem that this priest is mean and arrogant."

  Song Qing got up from the seat and took the lead to step out of the door of the study, the smell of rain and the coolness came over her face,

   made the already stable mind more and more calm, and a dark group of small dark clouds flexibly jumped from the table,

   Pidianpidian followed behind his master, his slender tail raised high.

"grown ups."

"grown ups."

   Walking through the corridor all the way, the palace maids and eunuchs passing by saluted and greeted them as usual.

  Song Qinghu's tall and slender figure in blue, went straight to the direction of the hall,

   On the contrary, Xiao Wuyun wagged his tail from side to side, raised his head and raised his chest and chose to walk in the middle of the corridor.

  The palace people greeted him and responded with a meow, not to mention how majestic he looked.

   "Concubine see Lord Priest."

   The familiar voice and the not-so-unfamiliar face let Song Qing know that it was the beauty Yun in the palace who stopped her from speaking in the imperial garden.

"sit down."

  Song Qing's attitude is inclined to the cold and polite attitude of the great **** stick. For people like Yunmeiren,

  Without provoking her, she can't say she hates it, but she definitely doesn't like it.

   (end of this chapter)