[Ancient Style] The notorious minister turned out to be beautiful, strong and miserable

Cui Jia waited for a long time in Qin Wangfu.

The little maid named Chunluo had eyes like crescent moons, "My lord and the distinguished guest are out, please wait a little longer."

"Who is that distinguished guest?"

Chunluo refilled a cup of tea for him, "This is the master's business, the slaves don't know."

When the third stick of incense was lit, King Qin finally entered the mansion. The cloak he was wearing disappeared, and he casually put the golden knife at his waist in front of the case. Looking at the appearance of Chunluoqi Ai, he suddenly remembered There was a person like Cui Jia, who sneered and went to the other hall.

Cui Jia has been waiting for three hours.

"Since you have entered the sect of my Prince Qin's residence, you know that the Prince Qin's residence is not involved in party disputes, and you need to be cautious in dealing with people on a daily basis."

Chu Qin seemed to have thought of something again, so he took a sip of tea and added, "Don't argue with the Zhao family again in the future."

The young man gritted his teeth, "What is Your Highness afraid of the Zhao family doing?"

King Qin's cold eyes fell on Cui Jia, Cui Jia was extremely stubborn, "The Zhao family is notorious now, and sooner or later it will be replaced by a rising star..."

At that moment, Cui Jia felt that Qin Wang's pupils were no longer human when he was staring at him.

King Qin's deep voice came from above his head, "Cui Jia, be good, I promise you to bear the reputation of Prince Qin's residence."

"If this king is unhappy, a small Jinshi will be killed immediately."

Cui Jia's complexion was like paper.

Later, he was invited out of Prince Qin's mansion by Chunluo, and returned to his official residence.

From the moment he suffered humiliation in the Prince Qin's mansion, the young man determined to be the best in the world.

Spring search in March.

In the imperial study room, the young emperor rustled and reviewed the memorial, as if turning a deaf ear to the people standing below.

Zhao Yan stood with his eyes half-closed, and did not speak until the wind blew by, and he coughed lightly, and the young emperor raised his eyelids from the memorial and looked at him.

Zhao Yan was standing at the bottom of the steps, her thin waist was hidden by a large thin shirt, her face was pale and her lips were bright red, like red plums dotted on white rice paper, she looked a little charming.

The young emperor thought coldly that it was this appearance that had seduced his father, who had climbed to such a high position where he was always against him, and even wanted to turn his palace into a golden cage.

The young emperor put down his vermilion imperial brush and stared at the notebook in his hand, "The spring hunt is scheduled for the end of the month."

Spring hunting is a grand event for the royal family, and it is entrusted to the officials of the Ministry of Rites every year. This year, due to the snowstorm, it was postponed until the end of the month.

"I want to play in person."

Spring hunting is not without the precedent of the emperor personally competing for the prey with his courtiers, but most of the time the emperor is only responsible for rewarding the courtier who wins the first place.The new emperor is still young, and it is the time to be competitive. If something goes wrong, not just a few officials from the Ministry of Rites will be held accountable.

Zhao Yan frowned, "Your Majesty is not yet in charge, so it's more important to take care of the dragon's body."

The haze in the young emperor's eyes revealed a bit, "It's just a hunt."

Zhao Yan shook her head, "Don't take it lightly."

Chu Yu fixed his eyes on the people under the steps, and suddenly said, "What if I have to go on stage in person?"

Zhao Yan still stood calmly, her eyes and eyebrows unchanged, "Then your majesty doesn't need to go to the spring hunting this time."

Chang Ping waited outside the door, only to hear something inside hit the ground and then shattered.

But none of the palace people dared to go in and disturb her.

The two people inside are not worthy of their sins.

Not long after, Master Zhao came out from the inner hall, his steps were steady and his expression was as usual.

He bowed and followed, "My lord, Your Majesty..."

Then Zhao Yan shook her head, "It's nothing, Your Majesty lost his childish temper."

Chang Ping thought, in the whole world, only the people in front of him dare to say such things.

Your Majesty is deeply thoughtful, but it is Zhang Yang's age, yet he is suppressed like this...

Chang Ping glanced at Zhao Yan and sighed, "My lord is like this, I'm afraid His Majesty is dissatisfied."

Zhao Yan stopped her pace, her eyes fell on the majestic palace and the numerous lights, and the clouds surged, "It's okay."

Jade is not cut, not a device.

This jade will soon become climate, so it can come to take his life.

The karma of his life is over.

The author says:

Rong San: Why don't you stand in 1v1 with me.Mad.to eat meat

Qin Wang: The charm upstairs is not enough, so let's do it with the brain

Little Emperor: Look at me, look at me! (Try to show your face)