[Liao Zhai] Long Qiyan suppresses Qunfang

The blood forms a gorgeous and bleak picture.

The tip of Qing Ke's sword rubbed against the baby's nose, and the cold sword light stopped in front of his nose. The baby's innocent eyes looked straight at Qing Ke, as if he could really see something. He was still crying The baby put away his howling voice, and there were round drops of blood dripping from the tip of his nose, waving his little hands at Qing Ke, babbling and babbling some words that others could not understand.

With Qing Ke's cultivation base, it is natural to judge whether this baby is human or not. Although it is a child born to a demon concubine, it has no demonic aura at all.

Qing Ke sighed softly: "Forget it, the child is innocent, so why should I kill them all, it will only increase the evil."

He squatted down, picked up the baby, disconnected the umbilical cord connecting him with the demon concubine, and then tore off the soft imperial concubine clothes on the demon concubine's body to wrap the baby.

He lowered his head and found that the three palace members were all dead. He shook his head slowly and made a hand gesture. The bright red flames spread on the ground, and those bodies that were contaminated by the flames instantly turned into fly ash and drowned. in the air.

There was a faint orchid fragrance on the corpses of the three palace maids. Qing Ke didn't feel anything strange at first, but when he really smelled the smell, the fire was already unstoppable, and the three were reduced to ashes in an instant.

The little baby turned its head sideways in Qing Ke's arms, staring at the burning corpses, the indifference that never belonged to a little baby flashed in his eyes.

Qing Ke lowered his head to look at the child in his arms. After crying just now, the poor child had fallen asleep exhaustedly, so he slowed down his movements, cleaned up the Yanran Palace, and took the child away up.

The next day, there was mourning in Yanran Palace, white cloth strips fluttered in the wind, and the once prosperous Concubine Yan Taigui died of dystocia, leaving only her young son who was waiting to be fed in the palace. To make up for the regret of not being able to raise the parents and children in person.

Qing Ke returned to Weiyang Palace, and found that the whole palace was quiet, secretly vigilant, and was startled when he saw the body of the nanny in Chen Yun's room, but he didn't notice that the restriction he had set was broken. Big mistake!

Qing Ke stepped forward to take a look, and found that Chen Yun, who was completely unharmed, was lying quietly in the shaker. He breathed a deep sigh of relief, and became even more vigilant in his heart.

Turning over the body of the nanny, except for the bloody face that was photographed, it is not difficult to find that her death is similar to the three palace maids in the Yanran Palace, especially the faint fragrance of orchids. .

I don't know who took the picture of the nanny like that, that face really challenged Qing Ke's aesthetics.

Kneeling down to check on Mammy, Qing Ke took out a withered orchid from her bosom, the flower turned into flying ash as soon as it touched his fingertips, the faint fragrance of the flower lingered in his nose, Qing Ke looked Dazed for a while, he clenched his fists.

After he recovered, he immediately used spells to destroy the mother's body and wipe out all traces. Qing Ke was in shock: Who was the puppet manipulated in the palace to kill the demon concubine and also wanted to murder the emperor?

Qing Ke didn't dare to be careless, picked up Chen Jun and changed to another room, and arranged layer after layer of protective circles.

The death of the assassinated nanny was too bloody, Qing Ke's eyes lingered strangely on Chen Yun's Bai Jie's tender face, secretly wondering: Who saved the emperor, or did Xingjun appear in a critical moment?

☆、Puppet Emperor third issue

Time goes by, time flies, and before you know it, the delicate and frail baby has grown into a little bun.

On the outside, his body is still delicate and soft as before, but Chen Jun has already been able to lift his knight's shield. The knight's shield weighs more than 500 kilograms, and the thin and tender little lotus root arm can be lifted easily. Is his body structure really different from that of ordinary people? Chen Yun carefully concealed his unusual place, and even Qing Ke didn't dare to tell.

He had to walk carefully step by step, and he must not make any mistakes. Qing Ke was a cultivator, and he insisted that he was Ziwei Emperor Star. Chen Jun knew what was going on with him, and he could be sure that he was not the reincarnation of a god.

In order to enhance self-protection ability, Chen Jun's next goal is to be able to lift his own holy sword, a delicate and gorgeous knight's holy sword, with a net weight of... two thousand catties.

A number that is understated in the game looks a little scary in reality.

He didn't even dare to think about the divine sword. What is the concept of a divine sword comparable to ten holy swords?

All attack skills, except for the bright judgment that can be issued with bare hands, the rest can only be used when holding the holy sword.

If you can't lift the holy sword, you can't release great skills, if you can't lift the holy sword, you can't summon dragons, if you can't lift the holy sword, you can't be considered a real paladin.

He can only be regarded as a priest now. Using a shield can only replenish blood and clear negative status at most, and the effect is not as good as that of a pure priest. This nondescript state makes Chen Yun very upset.

Seeking eight-pack abs to compete in the world... Seeking well-developed muscles and a strong body... Seeking wheat-colored and healthy pure man skin, not white chicken!!!

Chen Yun squeezed her white and tender little arms, and felt that her thoughts became unrestrained again, so she quickly pulled back her wild thoughts.Over the past few years, although he occasionally had intense emotions, he restrained him very rationally. So far, no one has noticed his abnormality. The days without medicine are very tormented, but Chen Yun knows that maybe this is a breakthrough. If He was able to control his mania without drugs, and he may not be far from recovery.

Others are struggling with drug rehab, but he is struggling with drug rehab.

Chen Jun tried his best to keep himself away from the crowd. He was usually helpless when he went to court, but since the dragon chair was at the top, he was still within the range of tolerance, so he got used to it.

But usually in the harem, he seemed a lot withdrawn. The ministers arranged playmates for him, and Chen Yun let them go back after getting along for a while.Usually, I would rather stay alone in the study to learn about the customs and customs of Great Yan than go out to play.No one came to teach him, so he learned by himself. There were no books that could make the emperor a talent, so he went to read the messy unofficial history and chaos, and his brain told him to work when he was sorting out the code before, and organized and planned the information he needed.

Only at that time did Chen Yun feel that he was useful.

"What's the matter?" A deep and magnetic voice sounded above his head, Xiao Bailong lowered his head in concern, and fixed his tail around Chen Yun's neck like a scarf with a strength that was too loose to pinch him.

Chen Yun pursed her lips and complained like a child: "Ao Baba, morning is so boring."

It's not just boring, the people below think that he is young and shouldn't understand these things, and they are discussing on their own, but he is placed on it like an ornament, completely excluded from the political power by the ministers.

And all the topics he can participate in are just trivial matters selected by them.

Xiaobailong's name is Ao Xiang, a very artistic and meaningful name, Chen Yun can see how proud he is when he tells his name, proudly looking up at the dragon's head, the self-confidence in the golden eyes dazzles Chen Yun eyes.

Very proud, very domineering, very... unruly eyes, free, aloof, soaring in the sky, there is a feeling that nothing can restrain him.

At that moment, Chen Yun's suppressed nature in his heart was slowly aroused by it, and there was a feeling of burning passion and blood boiling.

Chen Tiancai once commented like this: his soul is like a wild lion running wild in nature. After being caught, he is locked up in a gorgeous zoo. Even though the zoo highly simulates the environment of nature, the narrow space makes him feel Suffocated for a while, sooner or later he will be driven mad by the cage derived from human society.

Chen Yun was puzzled, and didn't understand why his father would comment on him like this, and he was confused and incomprehensible.

Ao Xiang... Xiang...

Please forgive Chen Jun, who has experienced the era of Internet explosion, for laughing first, he really can't hold back, Ao Xiang, what a "meaningful" word.

Since the little white dragon has never left his side since he was born, the little dragon was very reserved at first, and Chen Yun also seemed a little lonely because he first arrived in a strange place. Gradually, he found that no matter what happened, the little white dragon would After staying by her side, Chen Jun tried to talk to it, and later discovered its specialness.

No one else can see it except yourself.

After getting along for many years, Chen Jun knew the unique way of loving the cubs of the little white dragon. He was clearly a little dragon, but he was always obsessed with caring for the cubs, so he jokingly called it Aobaba. At first, he just called it for fun. He yelled but yelled smoothly, so he didn't deliberately change the name, anyway, Xiao Bailong himself acquiesced.

As far as Ao Xiang is concerned, the dragon aura on Chen Jun's body is too strong. With the aura of his natal dragon ball, he is really like his own child. I can't help but take more care of him, be softer, and be closer Some......

Xiao Bailong was stunned for a moment, his golden pupils reflected a little warmth, and said softly: "Be patient, the hour is almost here."

Chen Yun hummed lightly, looked down, and after a while, he lost his mind and was in a daze... Should he take the initiative and participate in the conversation of the people below?Will this alarm them?What if a few playmates are sent to "teach him badly" again?

Chen Yun struggled, his hands were a little itchy, every time he saw those people's greedy faces, he felt an urge to smear them with judgment.

In any case, the early court is the most important accumulation link before his counterattack.

If he is really too lazy to go to court, he can naturally push it away like the first emperor, anyway, he is still young, isn't he?

If you don't go to court and don't know the information of the officials in the court, how can you talk about a counterattack?

These people are making fun of him as an idiot. Yesterday, Taifu Li gave him a brainwash all afternoon. How could Chen Yun have been suffering from such dark losses?His goal is to complete the task, but he is not a person who just swallows his anger when he suffers a loss. Those who make him suffer will get it back one day.

Drought in the north for years, frequent floods in the south, locusts crossing the border during the autumn harvest, dozens of villages have no crops, it's all bullshit.

Sitting on the dragon chair in the main hall, Chen Jun watched the ministers quarreling boringly. His eyes were out of focus, as if he was a delicate doll without a soul. Such a decorated emperor carved in powder and jade, like a blessing doll, is not a big Is it the mascot of Yan Kingdom?

One and two want to train him to be a mediocre fool, and the three tutors are more keen to brainwash him besides taking him to play.

Chen Yun sneered: Let you be proud now, one day I will make you very mellow!

In fact, let alone natural disasters and man-made disasters, since the little emperor came to the throne, there hasn't even been an earthquake.

It is true that the north is dry. It has not rained for seven consecutive days in the north. Compared with the south, it is indeed much drier.Didn't you see the continuous rain in the past few days in the southern flood? A dam was washed away two days ago and flooded more than ten acres of fields. Isn't it just a flood?The locust disaster did exist, but it was much weaker than when the previous emperor was in power. Those ministers didn't care whether the disaster was serious or not, and they went straight to exaggeration. Is it time to open the national treasury? It’s okay if there is not enough money in stock. There are rich businessmen and tycoons near Tiandu, so add a few percent to the tax.

Prime Minister Zuo glanced at the expressionless little emperor, stood up and saluted, and said, "Your Majesty, according to what I said, the people of Tiandu live comfortably and still have a lot of money. , can quickly solve the urgent need.”

The little emperor looked straight at him with empty eyes, nodded lightly, and said tenderly: "Do you have any other ideas, gentlemen?"

The Minister of Finance wiped the sweat from his brow, stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, the national treasury has been severely depleted due to disaster relief in recent years, and I feel that the household registration of the people around Tiandu should be rewritten according to the head, and each person will be counted as one tax." , Men, women, the elderly, and children should all be counted separately, and adult men who are able to work should receive the most."

As soon as he finished speaking, Prime Minister Zuo's eyes flashed brightly. He stroked his beard and returned to his original position.

"Do you have any other ideas, gentlemen?" The little emperor repeated this sentence in the upper seat.

The ministers below were chattering again on the topic of how to distribute their tax plans.

There are also voices of opposition to the increase in taxes. Many people in the DPRK have bought officials, and some even run their own shops in secret. Officials prohibited by their ancestors from doing business are like nonsense. Without correct constraints, those Officials are like wild horses, amassing large amounts of money recklessly.

Some of them have dual identities, and increasing taxes on wealthy businessmen and tycoons undoubtedly violated their interests.

The little white dragon was wrapped around Chen Jun's neck, and the dragon's head was resting on top of his head, snorting disdainfully. His vertical pupils looked coldly at those ugly and closed ministers, "A group of greedy blood-sucking moths!"

Chen Yun blinked, his empty eyes regained their proper expression, he moved his stiff head, raised his head and whispered: "Can I refute them?"

Xiao Bailong choked, and his voice softened a bit, revealing his helplessness faintly: "I can't."

Xiao Bailong said softly: "Yao Ye, you are the emperor of this country, but you have no rights. Now you are in a passive position. Before you gain enough strength, you can't act rashly."

Yaoye is Chen Yun's name in this life. As the king of a country, his name is naturally passed down from his ancestors.

Xiao Bailong was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "I know you have a sense of propriety in your heart, the dragon veins in the ground have come back to life, and this country will not perish for a hundred years."

If the country perishes, everything will be useless. Chen Yun will never be happy to see such a thing happen. Now hearing Ao Xiang's words, he is slightly relieved.

Chen Yun touched the little white dragon gratefully, and gently pinched its beard with its consent.

Xiao Bailong trembled slightly, and slowly replied: "The Empress Dowager disagrees with the proposal of the Minister of Finance to levy taxes on the head, Prime Minister Zuo's proposal to increase the tax on businessmen was opposed by the ministers, and those people are now putting pressure on the Empress Dowager. Ye, what are you going to do about it?"

"The emperor has now reached a sensible age, and there are three other tutors to teach, should the empress dowager return to the harem to take care of her life? Of course, your generation of women doesn't know as much as the emperor, so why bother to disturb it?" Government affairs are boring."

"You!" The Empress Dowager snorted coldly and shouted, "Presumptuous!"

"I implore the Empress Dowager to return to the palace to take care of her life."

With the first one, there will be the second one. The queen mother has done a lot of things to disrupt government affairs, and she has aroused the hatred of the officials. If it weren't for the strong support of the Qingliu before, and the little emperor was really babble, They have endured it until now.

Prime Minister Zuo winked at the people behind him. Master Li, who had just brainwashed the emperor in class yesterday, came out and said solemnly: "It is an ancestral rule that the harem should not interfere with government affairs. Now that the emperor has reached a sensible age, the queen mother should not continue to be in front If the court listens to the government, it will only make people talk, which is not good for the empress dowager and the emperor."

Knowing that this was the first test, Chen Jun pondered for a moment and then slowly said: "Mother, my son thinks what Master Li said is reasonable."

Chen Jun blinked, her pure and innocent face was ignorant and innocent, but what she said made Qiu Rong's heart cold: "Mother, you should go back to Fengqi Palace, my son has grown up."

Master Li slightly bent his lips, with a satisfied look in his eyes.

Xiao Bailong nodded pertinently and said: "Retreat is the way to advance, you can still use your fists when the queen mother is gone. This move has advantages and disadvantages, but it is still more beneficial."

Chen Yun chuckled lightly, and his smile was pure and benign.

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☆、Puppet Emperor's fourth round

The empress dowager got annoyed and walked away from the hall, which has a bad reputation.

Chen Jun sat on the dragon chair with his chin resting on his back and looked at the back of his mother leaving with her sleeves thrown away, and the meaningful look in her eyes gradually became stronger.

Let Qingke exaggerate this matter and spread it to the people when they go back. The people place their hopes on the new emperor who will be reincarnated by Ziweixing, but the new emperor is young and deceived by traitors. The only protective umbrella, the empress dowager, was angry and returned to the palace.

Under such circumstances, the sudden tax increase policy, if you think about it, you will know which officials are responsible for it. It would be better if those officials usually only search for the people’s fat and anointment secretly, and they are close to the people on the surface. ... The common people will remember this account in their hearts, but it will not be recorded on his head after all.

It's just that after suffering those common people, Chen Yun's expression was gloomy for a while, and soon he cheered up again.

Although the weather in Dayan could not be said to be smooth in recent years, the disasters have been much lighter than in previous years. It is rare for the people to have a moment of respite, but they are oppressed by man-made disasters and suffer unspeakably.

The insatiable villain can't see that there is some spare money in the pockets of the people, and he can't wait to get it all in his own mouth.

Chen Jun didn't believe it anymore. Could it be that the whole Great Yan is full of greedy and mediocre people? There are not many talents. The more chaotic the world is, the heroes will spring up like bamboo shoots after the rain. Chen Jun knows the truth that the times cultivate talents, But I also know that if the control is not good, it may be like the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, where the emperor is in vain, and the heroes compete to divide the world.

In any case, he is the present day, if he can take those people for his own use, Dayan will grow rapidly.

Chen Jun knew the risks involved, but he was willing to play like a gambler, because this was the fastest and most effective way to improve the current situation of the country.He didn't have the patience to make arrangements for more than ten years, or even hundreds of years, and he couldn't ensure that he could use gentle means to win the title of "One Emperor through the ages" within a hundred years.

"Ah~"

"Yaoye" Xiaobailong felt Chen Yun's depression, and rubbed him with concern: "Don't be discouraged, I'll teach you how to be a real emperor, let those people pay the price they deserve!"

Chen Yun smiled slightly, his slightly heavy heart receded because of Xiaobailong's cute comfort, poked Xiaobailong's bulging cheeks and said pettingly: "Okay, Aobaba is the most powerful." Although Aoxiang is soft He is small, but he lives comfortably and happily every day. Chen Yun likes him very much. Every time he chats with Ao Xiang, it is a very happy thing.

He didn't know that it was the dragon ball in his body that prompted him to instinctively put down his subconscious vigilance and feel close to Ao Xiang.

...something seems wrong!

A hint of helplessness flashed across the golden eyes, and Ao Xiang was annoyed: Yao Ye didn't believe in his strength at all.

Xiao Bailong snorted proudly: Just watch, he will be able to transform into a human form next month!

Staring fixedly at the disgusting and hypocritical faces below, the villain in Chen Yun's heart pouted angrily. Since they made him feel uncomfortable, why should he take their feelings into consideration?

Chen Jun heard the result of the quarrel below, tilted his head innocently, and looked at the military officer standing side by side on the other side of Prime Minister Zuo, General Zhenwu who held a quarter of Dayan's military power.

"What does General Wang think about head-up tax increases?"

Wang Sheng turned his gaze expressionlessly, his heroic face was meticulous, and he responded to the little emperor's inquiry with silence.

Big wood, don't think I didn't see that you are also in a daze!

Chen Yun muttered to himself, and repeated: "Prime Minister Zuo proposed to increase the tax for merchants, while Mr. Xu proposed to increase tax by re-increasing poll tax and editing household registration. The distribution of men, women and children from high to low, what does General Wang think?" You said it, express your opinion first.

Wang An is like an invisible man in the court. He used to be the general who guarded the border of the Western Frontier. Later, he was recalled to Tiandu after the late emperor transferred General Zhenwei to the Western Frontier. He said that he didn't do any standing in line, and he didn't mean to help the emperor at all. The general said: Military orders are like mountains.

The problem is that now no one knows where the tiger talisman is, not even the first emperor. The tiger talisman was stolen as early as the first emperor's reign.

The general who holds the military power has always been the target of those civil servants, but unfortunately, General Wang is a character who does not accept soft and hard.

Wang An, who understood it, frowned immediately, glanced at the Minister of Finance sharply, and said displeasedly: "Increase the poll tax."

Master Xu was startled, cold sweat dripped down his back.How could he have forgotten that Wang An's subordinates were not just a group of grown men, he was plucking hairs from the general's head!

"Chen, I think that soldiers who enlist in the army should be given preferential treatment, yes... yes..."

"According to what Mr. Xu said, it is very likely to encourage the trend of ordinary men joining the army to avoid taxes. Is it necessary for the court to pay more to support these white men who are doing nothing all day?" Li Taifu and Wang Ansu have always had enmity, so naturally they can't see each other Got the benefit.

In peaceful times, who would think about those soldiers guarding the border? For most people in the court, the current luxury and money is the real reality, so many people echo Li Taifu.

Wang An snorted coldly: "I'm going to have nothing to do. I'll see what Mr. Li will say when the war breaks out in the future. Since I have nothing to do, how about you guys to take the lead?"

Li Taifu's face turned red, "The general is careful, there will be no wars in this peaceful and prosperous world, and those small countries in the borderlands are no match for my Dayan's iron cavalry."

Wang An sneered: "Heh, Li Taifu, the iron cavalry horse, said it lightly."

"Okay," Chen Yun's tender voice interrupted Wang An's words, and he smiled lightly to smooth things over: "It's not easy to be a soldier, and it's not easy to be a commoner. How about this? Prime Minister Zuo's method is implemented together with Master Xu's method." , the tax rate for adult men is slightly lower, and all soldiers with old and young at home, the elderly and children can be exempted from tax, how about it?"

The little emperor's words were innocent and innocent, as if hello, hello, hello everyone.

Although the effect was somewhat different from what was expected, and the little emperor was not taught to be a useless person who indulged in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling as he wished, but it seemed that such a naive and easy-to-deceive emperor could accept it.

Mr. Xu was silent for a moment, and said leisurely: "Your Majesty, merchants are very tired from transporting goods under the scorching sun every day."

The minister next to him glanced at him, and even Prime Minister Zuo showed a trace of disdain in his eyes: This man is so shameless!

The little emperor smiled gently, with a good-tempered look, nodded in response: "The merchants' taxes should be reduced accordingly, isn't this tax increase just to benefit the common people? Merchants are also my people of Dayan."

Prime Minister Zuo was silent for a moment, then nodded in response.

In any case, once the tax increase happens, there will be no loss.

The final result of the discussion seemed to be satisfactory to both parties. The little emperor breathed out a sigh of relief, and smiled shyly at Fu Taifu, who was watching him from behind Prime Minister Zuo.

Fu Taifu's eyes flickered, his mouth slightly raised, and he nodded to him. He didn't know whether it meant more approval or something else, but Chen Yun couldn't see it clearly anyway.

"What do you want to do?" Xiao Bailong scratched Chen Yun's ear with his beard.

"Increase taxes," Chen Yun thought to himself, let them do what they want now, and when he takes real power, the first thing to reform is the tax system! : "You said, I asked Mr. Xu to draw up the tax rate. What will happen because of the supervision of Mr. Xu?"

"..." Master Yu is Prime Minister Zuo's disciple and his son-in-law, they will definitely fight!

Chen Jun secretly clenched his fists: It's best to hold each other back and reduce the percentage of income...

Ao Xiang sighed secretly, and understood the little Jiujiu in Chen Yun's heart, and he still supported him after all.

In fact, Chen Yun has an extra level of protection than the ancient kings in the past. In this world where monsters and ghosts roam everywhere, he is protected by dragon energy. As long as the dragon energy is still there, he will have the buff blessing of luck.

When he was young, he would occasionally see some ghost shadows floating in the palace, especially in the idle cold palace, there lived many ghostly and resentful female ghosts, but now they have all disappeared. According to Qingke, Those female ghosts were almost wiped out under the pressure of his dragon spirit. They had to migrate away in order to survive, and those who didn't leave also disappeared.

Ao Xiang said that the dragon veins in the ground have been revived, and if the dragon veins continue, Dayan will not perish. The real dragon's air is like a giant positive buff, which can not only disperse evil creatures, but also all enemies who are red monsters to him All will be weakened automatically, the degree of breaking the defense is 100%, all those who want to harm him will automatically trigger the debuff, luck -100

This kind of RP aura that despises everything is simply overwhelming. As he grows up, the more yang energy he has on his body, the dragon energy will multiply.Especially with the setting that the monsters and monsters will show their original shape when they are pressed by the real dragon's energy, and Jiao () is panting, he is absolutely right in attacking!

Female ghosts and banshees are very alluring, but unfortunately Chen Jun only admires the girls...Accidentally, his mind wanders ORZ

"Yaoye" Xiaobailong rubbed against him and reminded him, "It's time for court."

Chen Yun blinked in a trance, realizing that she had been thinking about it, and she immediately retracted the unreliable fantasies in her mind, and got up to tidy up her dragon robe.

"Back to court—!"

The eunuch raised his voice and shouted, all the officials knelt down and bowed, and another round of boring morning court was over.

In fact, even if he is guaranteed, what's the use of it? Those people have done too many bad things, and they are not afraid of being investigated for their debts. They have already lost their awe of gods and ghosts in their hearts.

The morning court was just the beginning of the day. After the next court, Chen Yun only had a rest time for a stick of incense, and then rushed to the Chaoyang Hall to receive repeated bombings from the three grand masters. After lunch, there were a lot of messy memorials. It's some content that fools people, and it's hard to sign it even if it's signed.

It is impossible for the court to be full of bugs and corrupt officials. There are always a few capable and discerning ones.Of course, there are also those who follow the crowd, and those people are best to be wooed, because they have a heart for revenge but are forced to work with corrupt officials, and they will feel guilty all the time.

At the beginning, Chen Yun thought that he might be able to see something in the memorials, but then he gradually gave up. These memorials were deliberately screened just like dealing with him, and the content was like the math homework assigned by the teacher in school. , the formulas, calculation methods and even the results are all similar. Chen Yun seriously suspects that the ministers copied the memorials from each other.

Such perfunctory stacks of memorials took up too much of his time.

Write the word "read" in a smart way, write a "good" if you see who has a good handwriting, and draw a five-pointed star...

It's just that he was too tired to approve the workload of several classes by himself, so he swiped his pen and invited three tutors to guide him! The ministers turned a blind eye to this, happy to hear it... ....

Chen Yun said silently: the future will last forever.

☆、Find a Wenqu Xingyi

"Your Majesty, these are finished memorials, please sign them." Fu Li piled a stack of neatly folded memorials on Chen Yun's desk, and watched the little emperor carefully read the memorials in his hand, sighing secretly.

Everyone knows that the memorials in his hands are all nonsense and perfunctory articles, but the little emperor is honest, he will read each one seriously, and often spend a lot of time on this pile of memorials.

Although the three of them seemed to have relaxed a lot since the three of them arrived, Fu Li could tell that the little emperor hadn't let up at all.

Even so, things that should not be seen will never appear on the imperial case.

Fu Li's handsome face had the same gentle smile as always, and even the movements of holding a pile of memorials were so elegant and personable that Chen Jun silently gave him 32 likes.

Unfortunately, he is the son of Prime Minister Zuo Fu Hongtao. Not surprisingly, when Prime Minister Zuo retires, he will be the next Prime Minister Zuo.

Those old foxes have even arranged the layout of the court for the next generation. It is uncomfortable to think about it. They can do such low-level crimes as hereditary officials. It is conceivable how much they despise themselves as the emperor.

If it weren't for the fact that the Yao family is recognized by the people of the world as the royal family, I am afraid that he would not have been the emperor long ago.

Fu Li would silently look away every time under the little emperor's scheming smile. The emperor was taught to be like this, and he didn't know whose fault it was.

At this time, Taifu Li was sitting in the lower seat and flipping through the memorials. Since the contents of most people’s memorials were nonsense, Taifu Li read them very perfunctorily. He glanced at them casually, stamped them, and put Pile them aside to look at the next one. These stamped memorials will eventually be sent to the little emperor for him to sign one by one.

He seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly raised his head, seeing Fu Li looking at him, he nodded to him, then lowered his head and continued to flip.

Another Master Jiang was in charge of categorizing the memorials and sending them to Master Li.Compared with the previous two grand tutors, Mr. Jiang's ability to deal with government affairs is not bad. He only has one specialty, which is playing!

He is extremely villainous, eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles, teases crickets, roosters, and other small things. He has a wicked face, a body hollowed out by wine, and a double layer of fat on his chin. Meat.

No matter how you say it, Mr. Li still looks Zhou Zheng, but this Mr. Jiang always stands next to Fu Li, and there is a stark contrast.

Handsome and the Beast.

He has already insulted the wild word of beast, it should be handsome man and fat pig.

Because of this, the other two grand masters backed down when they were playing on weekdays, but when dealing with government affairs, Mr. Jiang could only help him.

Fu Li felt that the fact that the little emperor became so innocent and easy to deceive was largely due to his own pure and kind temperament, and also partly influenced by Mr. Jiang.

Everyone acquiesces in Mr. Jiang's behavior of leading the emperor's ignorance, and everyone is happy to see that the little emperor is so pure and kind that he lets go of the crickets who are fighting.

Although different from expectations, a kind and soft-tempered emperor is better to control than a playful, arrogant and domineering tyrant.

The little emperor didn't know what Fu Li was thinking, so he smiled at Fu Li who was looking at him distractedly, agreed, and then opened the stack of memorials and signed them one by one.

"Yao Ye, if you want to be a qualified emperor, you must know the art of moderation, especially when the power in your hands is scattered and the throne is unstable, you must know how to hide your clumsiness." Xiao Bailong raised his tail and gently scratched Chen On Yun's neck, Su Su's itchy feeling made Chen Yun twist his neck.

Ao Xiang is happy to share his way of being a king with Chen Jun. Before the ancient monster war, he was not only the king of the dragon clan, but also controlled the supreme power of the entire monster clan.

The Protoss is nothing more than a race that exists on the same level as the Monster Race and the Demon Race. Who would have thought that the winner in this land thousands of years later would be the human they look down on the most?

No one would have thought that the Dragon Clan, which was at its peak in the past, would now be reduced to the level of the Immortals, let alone that the Protoss Clan, which completely dominated the world after both demons and demons were defeated, would be wiped out overnight.

Even Ao Xiang himself didn't know why they died in the long river of history. At that time, he was already dead, and his soul was buried in the ground. He lost his natal dragon ball and didn't regain consciousness until 5000 years later.

After 5000 years of long sleep, the world has changed dramatically, and the world is no longer what it was before.Ao Xiang sighed, restraining the melancholy in his heart. For thousands of years, he has learned how to control his emotions. The emperor who hides his emotions and anger will not let his courtiers speculate on the king's heart.And Yao Ye... the golden eyes looked along Chen Yun's delicate side face, and from this angle, he could see his small and shiny earlobes against the light, which looked tender and shiny, just like Like a delicious meal.

Ao Xiang's dragon beard touched lightly on the earlobe, feeling the soft and fragile touch from the dragon beard, Ao Xiang secretly sighed, this is still an immature child.

I pretended to be stupid and stunned to the point of being so stupid, Chen Yun muttered to himself.

Xiao Bailong smiled and said: "Zang Zhuo is not pretending to be stupid, you pretend too much, others will only watch