​Imperial palace sweet love: Your Majesty, too dark!

Corrupt officials like this are just like exempting officials, beheading and exile.

Is he too kind?

Before, he always thought that if an official made a mistake, he would kill at most.

There is no need to involve family members. After all, they are all women and children. How about killing women and children? He can't do it.

Really don't understand hate, put those cliques all out.

One by one, until it's over.

But now, he found out.

My previous cognition seems to be wrong.

As for magistrate Hou, he knew that no matter what he did, he could not solve his hatred!

He has only one idea now.

Kill nine families! Let him die!

As for Chen Juzheng, let alone.

He couldn't hold it any longer and went out again under the pretext of going to the hut.

I don't know whether I can't bear it, or go out to record crimes, or both.

After a few more drinks, the magistrate Hou was already drowsy.

Zhao Junyao drank the wine so quietly.

Soon after, Chen Juzheng came back with a piece of paper to record the crime.

Zhao Junyao took a look at it and remembered it all.

He got up slowly, went around to the back of the magistrate, and wrote a hand knife.

The magistrate was unconscious.

Zhao Junyao took out his dagger and cut a hole in his thumb. The bright red blood flowed out instantly.

"Pa!"

Give me a break.

The bloody finger is on the charge.

This is... The painting.

With this piece of paper, you can be convicted basically. After so many days, it's not in vain.

But Zhao Junyao was not reconciled.

What he wants is not enough for the nine ethnic groups.

"I'm afraid it is..."

Zhao Junyao raised his hand to stop, and his eyes were cold.

"I know!"

He said.

"Come on, Mr. Hou is drunk. Send him back to the mansion!"

Then he left with Chen Juzheng.

The servant carried the drunk magistrate back.

People in wanchunlou have no doubt.

After all, not once or twice.

The people in Hou's residence have no doubt.

This is the 289th time that the master has been drunk this year. It's not in the way!

As soon as you drink the hangover soup, you'll have a good sleep.

That's the truth. After all, it's just drunk.

……

Jingtai building

Because of the reconciliation with Mr. Hou, the attitude of the shopkeeper of Jingtai building is much better.

He also helped Zhao Junyao change the top room.

It's the one he lived in when he first came here.

Zhao Junyao didn't say anything. He went back to bathe and change clothes and fell asleep.

Princess Yun's room is still on.

I'll report back to you.

"Master, I've come back. It's like I've drunk a lot of wine!"

Concubine Yun has not been moistened for a long time.

That day, the master almost spoiled her, but... He was interrupted by Hou Tianbao.

And moved rooms overnight.

It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful!

It's a failure!

I thought that in the next few days, I would think of her and spoil her again.

But I didn't expect that he seems to be in a bad mood in recent days.

Even if I am in a good mood occasionally, I just want to talk and laugh with Xia, but I can't remember her.

Yun imperial concubine thought, tentatively asked a sentence.

"Do you see that? What's your mood today? "

Recently, my father is in a bad mood. She doesn't dare to hook up.

After thinking about it, Caidie had to tell the truth.

"I didn't see it either..."

Princess Yun fell into a deep meditation.

"I don't know what I'm doing these days. It's raining so hard outside!"

Finish saying, and tangled for some time, finally see the sky is too late, still did not go up.

However, before going to bed, she gave an order.

"Let the kitchen stew a pot of chicken soup. Tomorrow morning, I'm going to deliver soup to the emperor!"

Picking butterflies should be.

Yun Fei fell asleep contentedly.

This woman in the harem, in fact, only means to please the emperor.

Can meet, throw a wink son, twist waist limb son what of collusion.

If you can't see them, make them meet.

For example, send a tonic soup, send a sachet or something.

Again some, really can't see, also won't idle, write a little love poem to tell what Acacia, this is OK!

If you are occasionally seen by the emperor, you will be spoiled.

Anyway, the women in the harem are all around the emperor.

Zhao Junyao never cared about women's affairs.

For Xia Ruqing, she doesn't like it either.

Like tonight, it's raining outside.

She thought for the first time that it wasn't "the emperor hasn't come back yet" but "rainy days are the best time to sleep.".

When the emperor comes back, people even snore.

In front of her, Zhao Junyao always had the illusion that he was in a hurry to spoil her.

But there's no way. He just likes to stay with her!

……

The next day, Zhao Junyao woke up a little late.

After all, I drank a little too much last night, and it was all liquor. Now I have a headache.

Li Sheng'an served a bowl of wake-up soup at the right time.

"My Lord, we'll have breakfast soon. You'd better drink some soup first to relieve the wine!"

Zhao Junyao frowned and pressed the temple twice, then took the soup bowl and drank it.

"What happened to the Wei River embankment? It's been raining for two more days, but I can't help it? "

Zhao Junyao went to the window, looked at the gloomy sky and asked.

Li Sheng'an was about to answer when Zhao Junyao turned around.

"Well, I'll go and see for myself!"

As soon as his voice fell, Li Sheng'an fell to his knees with a "plop.".

"Mr. Huang, you can't go! The river bank slave has been called to guard day and night. If you have any questions, please report them immediately. You don't have to go there in person! "

Li Sheng'an said in a hurry.

"If the emperor is really worried, I'll go out of the city to have a look today!"

With that, he quickly kowtowed.

"Emperor, let the slave go!"

Zhao Junyao frowned.

"I just said one word. Why are you so nervous?"

"Besides, I saw him when I came here. The levee is still good, and it can hold up for a year and a half!"

Li Sheng an is busy again.

"Emperor, it's going to rain outside, the Weihe River is rising, and the road is muddy. If you go, emperor, if there's a mistake, a hundred lives of the slave will not be enough to pay for it!"

Zhao Junyao

"If you don't jump into the river, where is the danger?"

"Needless to say, it's settled!"

As soon as the voice fell, someone knocked at the door, it was Princess Yun.

Zhao Junyao sat down again and said, "tell her to come in..."

Yun imperial concubine is carrying the chicken soup that the kitchen stews for her, wriggling waist, Qiao smile Qian Xi ground walked in.

"My lord... You've been out these days. I've stewed chicken soup for you to make up for you!"

With that, he brought up the chicken soup and opened the cup to fill the soup.

Zhao Junyao was very happy when he sat there.

But when he saw the soup, he lost his appetite.

It's hot and stuffy on a rainy day. It's so greasy

Yun imperial concubine also froze.

"This..."