Bu Shang came out.
"I’m afraid it’s hard to support this …"
"After the year, a batch of tax money will be transported to Beijing. If it is not enough, can it be collected from various governments?"
"I understand."
It was only after several ministers reported some matters that the court was quiet until the queen mother announced her withdrawal from the court.
"Zhao is wrong, you stay."
I still want to go home and have lunch with my sister. Grandpa Zhao Xiaogong can stop and watch the officials who show a kind smile to himself leave, and he can go to the bead curtain to take orders.
"Come to the palace"
According to the queen mother, it is still dull and cold.
"yes"
Zhao Cuo walked cautiously into the curtain, then dressed in a dark black chest-high skirt, the Empress Dowager sat in the dragon chair and hung her little head thoughtfully.
He didn’t bother before and after he left, but it’s not offensive to hold the monarch once and be crowned emperor at any time.
In this atmosphere, if he dares to hug and kiss, he will definitely be slapped to the ground.
"Are you afraid that the palace will hand you over to the King of Qi?"
According to the queen mother suddenly raised her white face and gave him a playful smile.
"Come to worry about going to hide in Xunshanyuan …"
Zhao was wrong to say this before he saw the bad woman’s eyes getting cold.
"But then you don’t panic at all. You’re too proud to compromise."
His truth made the queen mother’s face even more dangerous. She raised her hand and grabbed Zhao Xiaogong’s slender waist and gradually increased her strength.
"You have a good grasp of the palace mind. Do you want me to show you the words that will make me angry and satisfied twice?"
"I wish the empress dowager a triumphant southern tour."
Zhao said with a straight face.
"Ah"
According to the queen mother, she sneered at him. Suddenly, she strongly stretched out her hand and pulled Zhao Xiaogong to the dragon chair. He took a peck at his white face proudly.
"You daydreaming? Of course, the Southern Palace Tour will take you, and you should be prepared to be lucky at any time. "
Chapter one hundred and thirty-three Lady is my Feng Chu also.
"How can an empress be so frivolous with me?"
He was caught off guard by a mistake. Zhao made a complaint. He screwed up his brow and looked at the red-haired girl beside him. He also raised his hand to cover the place he had just been kissed.
"Palace bullying is you, the little man without personnel."
Have a strong interest in role-playing, according to the queen mother, she smiled and took a bite at his side face.
"The Empress Dowager Dragon Chair is so worthy of the first emperor?"
Grandpa Zhao Xiaogong said unhappily that he had decided that New Year’s Eve was the last time he was close to this woman. How could he break the precept after only a few days?
"Xuan Di is very kind to you. The Zhao family is his widow. Shouldn’t you serve me well?"
The queen mother of Dayu said softly that it was a bit of a fate
"I always regard the elders of the empress."
Zhao wrong solemnly said
"In that case, why don’t you go to the Chaotian Palace and treat the Emperor well?"
According to the queen mother, she raised her hand and stroked his face with a light smile.
The ceremony broke down!’
Grandpa Zhao Xiaogong admits that he can’t stand the fact that this bad woman dares to say and do anything.
"It’s a joke."
The empress dowager empress eats and smiles.
"It’s no fun when the Manchu Dynasty’s culture and martial arts have receded, and so on. Will everyone be lucky at the palace again?"
"Um … thank the empress"
Zhao made a mistake in deciding not to argue with her. Of course, he wanted to clarify that it was definitely not the devil’s words that poked his hobby before he chose to obey.
I knew you were a prude.
According to the queen mother snorted contemptuously for a while and then ordered him to sit by his side.
"Holding the Palace"
Zhao was wrong to raise his hand and hug her with a small waist. A young upstart was sitting in the dragon chair with the queen mother in his arms. He went out to apologize to the heavenly subjects. He couldn’t laugh and could swallow his tears into his stomach.
"I’m here to prepare for a good rectification of a Sect in the years to come. Now it seems that there is no time to make them happy for another three to five months."
According to the queen mother shook a pair of black silk lotus root feet and said