Am I a scumbag?

Yan Yuliang woke up from a nap, thinking of the theory before going to bed that "the official history, monarchs and ministers are too ugly, and if they are not ugly, they are written in a small storybook", and couldn't help admiring themselves 1 times.

Really.

Based on his way of thinking, if he hadn't been a licentious and immoral person before he lost his memory, he might not be able to justify it!

Shenshi, the sky is still bright.

Lan Wang had been exhausted for many days, and he still closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

On the side of the couch, there was the sleeping dog of the regent, the Emperor Qingme. When he got out of the powerful minister's arms, he didn't forget to reach out and rub the powerful minister's handsome face at the end.

Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, they go up the mountains to stalk tigers.

Lan Wangjun is pretty and pretty, so happy to be masturbating.

...There is a reason for a person like him to be reduced to a imprisoned puppet emperor!

The puppet emperor who got up went to the tea bed to comfortably eat a bowl of fragrant porridge, and drank a freshly brewed hot tea with pine nuts and herbs.

A mountain of booklets on the table is beside him.

"..."

It stands to reason that a foolish emperor should not be attracted by the memorial.

But why!

At this moment, he, a fool, can't stop itching, and really wants to reach out and read them? !

"..."

In the end, Yan Yuliang still put down the fragrant teacup and picked up a memorial.

Open the first fold, and that's a letter about fundraising for the flood in Luoshui.Yan Yuliang frowned and read a few lines, couldn't help but straighten his body, only to feel his heart suddenly brighten up.

Read it quickly.

This discount is absolutely impossible.

The local official of the Ministry of Households is named Hu Lu. This person is absolutely talented in water control policies. His views are detailed and feasible, and his handling is remarkable. The country benefits the people!

Those officials who are desperate to do bad things and write letters to shirk their responsibilities to raise funds for flood control in places crying, should all learn from him.

A short memorial.Yan Yuliang was heartbroken, and immediately picked up the semi-dry cinnabar pen on the table, stained it with bright cinnabar, and began to critique.

After approving this discount, pick up another discount.

Just fold and fold like this, flowing.

Floods, snow disasters, harassment from entering the northern desert, conflicts between the six ministries, lack of money and food, officials exposing each other and participating in the concert... one after another, everything is in an orderly manner.

The ambiguous memorial to the red tape was severely criticized, and the direct comment on the shortfall in money and food was transferred to the Ministry of Punishment for accountability.

Obviously he has amnesia, so many things can't be remembered.

However, when dealing with state affairs and approving papers, everything is still clear and there is no difficulty.

Yan Yuliang also had nothing to say.

When I opened another memorial later, it turned out to be a detailed secret recipe for firing pottery and making porcelain. The pictures and texts were so detailed and amazing, Yan Yuliang couldn't help thinking that the official who wrote the letter was a talent.

When I looked up the name of the writer, it was Hu Lu, the magistrate?

Stranger!In addition to being good at water control, he can also burn pottery.

This man should be promoted.

Must be promoted!It sounds like such a talented and enthusiastic national pillar, why is he only a seventh-rank county magistrate in a small local town?Has Daxia’s system of promoting officials and promoting talents been eaten up by the officials below?

The emperor buried his head in criticizing and criticizing, and there were so many memorials.

When I looked up again, the sky was completely dark.

Oil lamps and candles have been lit in the bedroom, and the hall is brightly lit and brightly lit everywhere.

The watch bell rang from afar, again and again, and Yan Yuliang realized that he had unknowingly completed the three-hour memorial.

I was so refreshed and didn't feel tired.

...It seems to prove once again that he really wasn't a fool before he lost his memory?

After all, who the faint-hearted can critique papers so smoothly and brilliantly.

What's more, his cursive is particularly strong and beautiful, so excellent that it is almost as good as the true biography of Li Xu, the great calligrapher of the former dynasty!

……

Another hour passed, and King Lan was still not awake.

Yan Yuliang stood up in the middle, ate porridge, drank tea, stretched a few times, and went back to continue batching.

He handles state affairs very well.

Besides, he rolled up his sleeves and worked so hard to make more batches, so Lan Wang could make fewer batches and get more sleep.

The big beauty will not be so haggard after a full sleep, and will be more beautiful and beautiful.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Look at Emperor Jinyu, such a stupid emperor who is diligent in government, loves the people and pity the fragrance and jade!

But then again, with so many papers piled up like a mountain, did King Lan plan to approve them all by himself?

Yan Yuliang thinks this is not okay.

Even if he is the regent, he can't do so much work alone, or he will be exhausted to death!When King Lan woke up later, Yan Yuliang felt that he had to have a good talk with him and give more to the subordinates. It wasn't that there were no one else in the three provinces and six ministries. Obviously there were still many good officials.

For example, this "Xi Xingjian, Minister of the Dali Temple of the Ministry of Punishment".

The master of Dali Temple handled the case.

As the host, Xi Qing not only alienated the case with reasons and evidence, but also left comments that were even more interesting.

This person has a poisonous mouth, and his replies are often vitriolic and straight to the point. He scolds the local magistrate who wrongly judged the case every word. Many of the case files sent back for retrial do not contain dirty words on the [-]th generation of ancestors. It's so fun!

Like the versatile Hu Lu, she is also a rare talent.

won the emperor's heart.

Yan Yuliang resolutely wrote down the names of "Hu Lu" and "Xi Xingjian".

Treasure officials must focus on waiting for promotion, for the long-term stability of Daxia.

Xi Qing, Xi Qing, although you are the Minister of Dali Temple, you are already a high-ranking and powerful person in the third head of the Ministry of Punishment.

But do you know that the cabinet is already beckoning to you?

The pillars of the country are one step away from leaving their names in history, encourage them!

……

At Haishi, King Lan finally woke up.

"..." He didn't seem to expect that he would sleep until it was dark as soon as he touched the pillow, and he was in a daze for a while.

With a dull, handsome face and disheveled long hair, that rare kind of dazed cuteness appeared again.

It's a pity that Yan Yuliang didn't have the heart to appreciate this beauty.

He was pounding the table with a memorial, and his blood boiled. Seeing that King Lan had woken up, he jumped onto the dragon bed and slammed the memorial on King Lan's face: "Qingqing, look at this man!"

"This man! Hu Lu, the magistrate of Wancheng, where did he come from? Did you know this man before? This man is really a rare talent! This is the third letter I have read from him today. Zoushu."

"Look, this person not only understands money and food, is good at planning, is popular, and can make pottery. Many people praise him, but he can also design dams!"

"He even drew the blueprints and presented them. You see, this is Pinjia City, and this is Luojing City. The two cities face each other across the river. He means that he wants to build a dam here, and then Luoshui just flows into Fen from here. The river, and it just happens to go around here..."

"Look at this design, isn't it exquisite?"

"If this idea can come true, or if it can really solve the flood problem fundamentally, it will be a great achievement!"

"Of course I know that the national treasury is not rich at the moment, but let's try our best to make it together. It's not that we can't let this person give it a try. What do you think, Qingqing?"

"Alternatively, you can first find a similar section of water in Yishui near the capital to try out this picture. Think about it, Qingqing, if the floods that have plagued my Great Xia for hundreds of years are eliminated, and the grain production in the upstream and south increases, From then on, the national treasury will be full and there will be no worries, and then we can..."

"..."

King Lan listened silently.

Under the bright light, the eyes are clear and shallow, cloudy or sunny.

Yan Yuliang saw it, and knew better than anyone else that there were some things he shouldn't have said, just like some memorials he shouldn't have touched.

But the current behavior is purely looking for trouble for himself and taking the initiative to kill himself.

How many days has he been awake?

The past and the past are not remembered, people were confinement and seriously injured, the living room was burned, and the overall situation was obscure.

In this situation, it is said that it is the right way to completely restrain your edge, hide your strengths and bide your time, and pretend to be stupid in order to survive.

What about him?

Jumping up and down without stopping for a moment, a puppet emperor who was locked up in the bedroom was so bold as to reach out to approve the memorial, and dared to discuss it with the regent with a big face after the approval!

A mere puppet prisoner who can't position himself is tantamount to seeking a quick death.

The real deep palace is not a sweet little storybook, how can it allow an emperor who has lost his power and been imprisoned to pass the test.Believe it or not, the regent was furious with a group of Zhubi, and directly canceled you, a fool, and replaced him with a new dynasty?

Yan Yuliang naturally thought of all these.

But at the same time, there is another reason——

That is life, if you don't take a gamble and try again and again on the edge of danger, you will never know the result.

He can pretend to be stupid, but how long can he pretend to be stupid?

What's more, playing with a powerful official like Lan Wang, he is sure that his mind is enough, can he really play for a lifetime?

Weighing the pros and cons, it's better to just stick to the end, willing to scratch the big cat.

What's more, Yan Yuliang is somewhat confident.

He looked at the beautiful light-colored eyes of King Lan in front of him, and bet that even if he really died, he would not die in the end.

He bet that King Lan cared about him.

Bet that no matter how angry he is, in the end, he can only continue to have nothing to do with him.

Yan Yuliang thinks he can win the bet.

Since ancient times, the regent has imprisoned the emperor, if it is only for the purpose of gaining power or coercing the emperor to order the officials, he only needs to ensure that the dog emperor is alive at least, so why should he act affectionately?

no problem.

I can, I can win.I won't lose money this wave.

……

Lan Wang quietly looked at the emperor for a while, his eyes became colder.

He catches the emperor.

The cold hands played with the broken hair on the emperor's cheeks, and the fingertips were an inch away from Yan Yuliang's neck.

Yan Yuliang was holding the memorial, with a sincere look on his face as if he was a good emperor, a good emperor, and awe-inspiring for the country and the people.

Facts have proved that awe-inspiring righteousness is useless.

Lan Wang finished playing with his black hair for a moment, tired of playing, his eyes dimmed, and his fingers tightened.

Yan Yuliang: "..." Uh.

I, this, as expected, was pinched again.

But how should I put it, anyway, I was already fully prepared, not to mention that I was not used to being pinched for most of the day.Lan Wang's pinch finally made him feel at ease.

Anyway, the beauty is reluctant to strangle me.

He is reluctant.

reluctant to...

Panting, can't breathe!

Yan Yuliang's forehead twitched, trying to keep smiling and scolding his mother inwardly.

It's not that I regret my overconfidence, but I regret that I made a low-level mistake——

He forgot!Prepare a plan to bring the dead back to life in advance!

The ancients said that there are three caves for the cunning emperor.

Even if he is [-]% sure that he will go up the mountain to masturbate King Lan, and he is absolutely confident that the other party will not do anything to him, he should still think about how it will end if he really fails to masturbate! !

This is the basic professionalism of the emperor's family, which was clearly written in "Emperor's Policy"!

It's good right now, but it's still okay to dig the grave of yourself with just one hole?

King Lan, Aiqing...cough.

You can't finish it, you can put it away when you see it, let go quickly.

If you pinch it again, it will be really cold for a while, and you will cry again.

The emperor's limbs were stiff and out of the corner of his eye, he saw two little yellow sparrows of King Lan's pair of Tang cranes hanging under the jade railings of the palace wall.

Alas!Things that I thought I was sure of were out of play.

It was like the cold leaves were falling all over my face, and King Lan's treason broke my heart.

Sparrow, sparrow save me?