unscrupulous male concubine

When the sun rose again, Chunjing had already left the royal city for ten miles, heading towards Yunze Cangyu, followed by a white raven not far behind him.

Feng Mingren was on the tower, sitting on the watchtower with his legs crossed, looking at the rising sun, with a relaxed and happy smile on his face.

"Lord Feng Ming, it's almost time." The soldier with the spear walked up to him, lowered his head, and bowed in salute.

Feng Ming turned his head to look at him, jumped down from the observation deck, patted his shoulder lightly, and thanked him, "Thank you for your hard work."

The palanquin has already been prepared under the city tower, just wait for Feng Ming to take his seat, and leave at any time.

"This is not the way to the Department of Household Affairs." Feng Ming snapped the folding fan in his hand, lifted the veils hanging on both sides, and said with a frown.

He immediately went through the road map of the royal city in his mind, and the road he is walking now has a unique point, the royal palace.

"Responding to your lord's words, His Royal Highness has arranged a court meeting." The servant who followed looked at him and said with a smile.

"Chujun...Chujun!" Feng Ming read silently, his eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't help shouting. He hurriedly pressed the fan to his lips, and frowned. Since His Highness took over the government, he has been dealing with government affairs that have piled up for a long time. He has never held a court meeting. What is going on today?There is no sign at all, and a meeting is about to start all of a sudden!

Feng Ming coughed, opened the fan with a snap, twisted his body and looked at the boy outside, "Did you ask for leave for me?" He pressed his temple and sighed, "You know I've been very upset recently. "

"The situation seems to be very serious. His Royal Highness ordered people to visit the mansions of the adults late at night." The servant lowered his head and explained with a smile, "I also ordered that no matter who it is, no sick leave is allowed."

Feng Ming squinted his eyes and snorted, put down the veil, frowned and thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, he lifted the veil, looked at the servant, and said with a light smile, "Where's my wine?"

"My lord, you can't drink at the court meeting." The boy said.

"I'm not allowed to drink, then ask me to leave, or knock me out! I won't listen to their chanting." Feng Ming raised his chin and snorted coldly, twisting his head to play tricks.

"My lord?" The servant twitched the corners of his mouth, suspecting that he was hallucinating. When did their lord show such an expression?

"Stop!" Feng Ming raised his hand to signal the bearer to stop the sedan chair, he turned his head, Feng Ming gave the servant a cold sideways look, his eyes were cold and he could not refuse, "Go, prepare the wine!"

The little servant hurriedly lowered his head, responded, turned and retreated.

"Okay, you guys take a break too. What's the hurry!" Feng Ming let out a long breath, looked at the bearers outside, waved his hands, and slumped on the couch with a relaxed body.

In late autumn, the leaves were withered and yellow, and the world was gloomy. A yellow leaf passed through the gap in the veil and landed on Feng Ming's robe.

"My lord, here comes the wine." The servant quickly came over holding the wine jar, panting, with sweat dripping from his forehead.He handed the wine jar to Chunjing, turned his head and saw the bearers sitting on the steps resting, couldn't help feeling angry, waved his hands, and snapped, "What are you doing! Are you hired for your enjoyment?"

"Hey, come here!" Feng Ming waved to the boy, "Have you eaten yet?"

The boy was a little confused by Feng Ming's question, and nodded silently reflexively.

Feng Ming raised his eyebrows, anger was already on his face, he said, "Do you know that I didn't eat in the morning? Drinking without eating will cause stomach bleeding."

The boy looked at Feng Ming in embarrassment, knowing that he hadn't thought carefully, "Master, you just make up for it, time is running out, if you don't leave, you will be late!"

"Okay, I'll bear with this!" Feng Ming licked his lips, took a deep breath, and nodded lightly. He opened his hand and gave the boy a look, "Am I wearing a court dress? Not a court dress , will they let me into the palace?"

"I've prepared this for you. It's in the box under the couch. When you arrive at the palace in a while, you can change it in the dressing room."

Feng Ming was taken aback for a moment, then snorted, raised his hand and knocked down the curtain, leaned on the couch and said nothing.

The sedan chair was lifted up, swinging as if sitting on a boat, Feng Ming was lying on the couch, anxious in his heart, since it was a grand meeting and everyone was attending, Jin Mo would definitely go too!That guy is dangerous!

At the gate of the palace, the servant stood outside and called Feng Ming twice, but there was no response from inside.

"I'm sorry." The boy waited for a while, looked at the time, bowed his body and lifted the curtain respectfully.

The sedan chair was full of alcohol, and the nose was so strong that the servant couldn't help but take two steps back.After the smell dissipated a bit, the servant took a step in. Feng Ming was lying on the couch, his face was covered by court clothes, and he was already unconscious from drunk.

"My lord." Holding his breath, the servant boldly stepped forward to uncover the court clothes, and lightly patted Feng Ming's arm, "Here we are, it's time to wake up."

Feng Ming lay there without moving, half of his face was red because of drunkenness.

The little servant was a little anxious, took a deep breath, looked at the masters who walked into the palace gate, and became even more anxious, he took a deep breath, shook Feng Ming, "My lord, we have arrived, you should go in! If you do, you will be held accountable."

Feng Ming originally wanted to use his alcohol to escape this court meeting, but now it seems... He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the eyelids rolled in his eyes. ,

"My lord, we're here." The boy let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile.He stretched out his hand to carefully support Feng Ming, "You should go in."

Feng Ming was helped out of the sedan chair by him, his whole body was wobbly and he couldn't stand at all, he could only rely on the strength of the servants beside him.

"My wine, where is my wine!" Feng Ming took two steps, turned around and struggled to get to the sedan chair, his feet became entangled with each step.The servant wrapped his hands around Feng Ming's waist and pulled him up.

"The wine is in it, it's in it," said the boy.

Feng Ming staggered into the palace gate, the court clothes hung tautly on his body, the servant took two quick steps to help him fasten his belt, and walked in with his arms.

As soon as he arrived at the main hall, he attracted the attention of everyone.

"How can you drink like this? It's so unruly!"

"Master Feng is an infatuated kind. The former eldest lady has been married for so long, and this lord has not gone out yet!"

"It's useless to put yourself in such a mess for a woman!"

The servant helped Feng Ming pass through the crowd, bowed his waist and repeatedly apologized to the adults.Finding Feng Ming's position, he helped him to sit down. Feng Ming's body was as soft as a puddle of mud, his feet slipped, and he was lying on the ground in big characters.

"My lord!" The servant hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, but he couldn't move him no matter what.

"Lord Feng, long time no see, Lord Feng is becoming more and more free-spirited."

A sudden sound exploded in his ears, Feng Ming's body froze slightly, but he still closed his eyes, didn't understand a movement, and pouted like he was drunk.

The boy turned his head and saw Jin Mo's eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly prostrated himself on the ground, "Master Jin Mo."

Jin Mo glanced at him and waved his hand lightly, signaling that he could step back.

The boy turned his head and glanced at Feng Ming who was lying on the ground, stood up silently after hesitating for a moment, bowed and retreated.

When Feng Ming heard the footsteps of the boy leaving, he secretly groaned in his heart, how could he deal with this guy alone!

Jin Mo sat down opposite Feng Ming, looked at him and smiled coldly, "In terms of infatuation, there are many infatuated people in the wolf clan, but no one can compare to Master Feng Ming. Master Feng Ming's tolerance is even more impressive. Jin Mo admires it."

Feng Ming still didn't move, he had a feeling that as long as he came together and opened his eyes, he would be finished!

Jin Mo mocked, "If you really don't want to come to the court meeting, you should really drink down the wine, drink yourself until your stomach bleeds, and only half your life is left. What's the matter if you just rub it on your body? Is it true that your lord is drunk? Is the wiretapping true? Your Highness knows that Master Feng Ming is Qian Hangzhi's coach, and he is willing to let you attend the court meeting because Qian Hangzhi is no threat to him at all."

After he finished speaking, seeing Feng Ming still not moving, he shrugged his shoulders and let out a cold snort, got up and left Feng Ming.

Feng Ming secretly heaved a sigh of relief. After a while, he slowly turned over and staggered to stand up, but he knocked against the corner of the table and fell on the table. He fell asleep with a clatter.

Feng Ming didn't know how long he lay on the table, and finally heard the sound of shouting and shouting outside, his momentum seemed to welcome the real king.

Feng Ming stood up and looked at Zhi Leng standing in front of the throne. He was wearing a dark red robe, a golden crown on his head, standing proudly at the front with his hands behind his back, a rare appearance he had seen.

After Zhi Leng motioned for everyone to take their seats, Feng Ming lay down on the table and slept with his head down until the buzzing above stopped, footsteps sounded, and the courtiers walked out of the hall one after another.Feng Ming got up from the table, squeezed into the crowd, and left.

After leaving the palace, the servant was still waiting at the gate of the palace.

Feng Ming saw a group of soldiers and horses quickly come out of the palace, running forward, this kind of posture was only seen during the search for spies from the mermaid clan.Feng Ming got into the sedan chair, lifted the veil and looked outside, wondering who was arresting this time.

"My lord, are you going back home?" the servant lowered his head and asked Feng Ming.

"Go to the Household Department."

Feng Ming sat on the chair and dozed off, before he had time for a cup of tea, the subordinates who went outside to inquire came over, saying that Zhi Leng was sending someone to look for Mr. Jingchun.

As soon as Feng Ming received the news, Zhileng arrived at his household department department.

"Your Highness." Feng Ming saluted Zhi Leng respectfully.

"Master Feng Ming woke up in good time." Zhi Leng sat down on the chair, stared at Feng Ming and snorted coldly.

"Weichen's drunkenness comes and goes quickly."

"Jing Chun met you yesterday?" Zhi Leng didn't have time to chat with him, so he cut to the chase.

Feng Ming didn't hide it, "Yes, I saw it at the wine shop before sunset."

"What did you say?" Zhi Leng clenched his fists tightly, creaking his joints.

Feng Ming was still neither humble nor overbearing, with a natural expression, "Mr. Jingchun discussed with my minister whether to go to Yunze Cangyu to play. Miss Qian Mingjia wrote a letter to Mr. Jingchun, inviting him to go."

"You want to use him to threaten me?" Zhi Leng narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng Ming, "Delusion!"