The emperor is a gold swallowing beast

The emperor is a gold swallowing beast

Author: Chen Fulang

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Suddenly one day, all the people of the Great Jing Dynasty discovered that they could produce a kind of "phantom" without limit. clay--

He can conjure toilet paper.

Porcelain: "..."

This is too embarrassing, forced and helpless, he had no choice but to go to the folks to find a substitute, trying to exchange the phantom; who knows that after looking for it, he found himself a little imperial husband.

The little imperial husband can conjure a steady stream of gold, which is very high-end and elegant; and Cilu slowly discovers that he seems to be his own bamboo horse!

Cilong: "Since you are so obsessed with me, I will allow you to be a male queen."

The little imperial concubine Jin Bumian: "Your Majesty, please let me go, I'm going back to my own country to be the crown prince."

Porcelain: "...?!"

Thousand-degree search records of Emperor Dajing:

#Bamboo horse is the prince of the enemy country, what should I do#

#Can you use the emperor and kiss? #

#小皇夫he has no heart woo woo woo the wind is so big and it hurts#

Demining:

①Little nonsense, please don’t take it seriously~

② There are super cute childhood dramas, but the protagonists are pure friendship in childhood, and only have emotional lines when they are adults!

Produced by Lang Cubs, sweet text guaranteed!

Content tags: A Match Made in Heaven, Traveling Through Time and Space, Sweet Literature, Ancient Fantasy

Search keywords: Protagonist: Cilong, Jinbumian┃Supporting role: Xia Yao, Nanjiu┃Others:

One-sentence introduction: My little imperial husband is actually the prince of the enemy country!

Conception: cuteness cannot be eaten, but love can.

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☆, "What can His Majesty transform into?!"

Hundreds of civil and military officials lined up on both sides, filling the hall and the long stone steps outside.

In the depths of summer, all the adults are wrapped in three layers of court clothes, and they are so hot that they want to run naked on the spot, but at this moment, no one dares to speak——

Because Mr. Meng, who is good at remonstrance, is once again following His Majesty's rebellion:

"Your Majesty! Today! I'm going to die here! I also want to know what you can transform into!"

Before the other party could speak, Master Meng had already taken off his official hat deftly, and with one hand facing the sky, saw a stone inkstone falling out of thin air, which was firmly caught by Master Meng:

"Don't tell me! I will kill you on the spot!"

"No way, Mr. Meng Guo!"

My lords are already very familiar with the steps of Mr. Meng’s death admonition. As soon as the word “bumped to death” came out, ghosts and wolves howled and knelt together. By the side of the lord, medicinal materials were pouring out with both hands.

It can be said that the division of labor is orderly, busy but not chaotic.

"Enough!" The young emperor rubbed his forehead fiercely: "How decent!"

Lord Meng: "Nowadays, the common people are very eager to know what the sacred object is, and His Majesty has been slow to say it. Doesn't His Majesty know the turmoil caused by this matter among the people?"

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Back to half a year ago——

On an ordinary winter day, at an ordinary noon, Master Meng sat in his study and yawned, and found an inkstone in front of him.

He frowned, glanced at the one he was used to at the corner of the table, and then looked at the one in front of him.

He stretched out his fingers rigorously: it is indeed two.

Master Meng: "???"

Then, the inkstone became three.

Master Meng: "..."

At the same time, Jing Chao went up and down, and everyone found that there was one more thing at hand at the same time——

Some of them have been seen in daily life, some of them have never been seen before, and they have strange looks. Among them, the youngest son of the Zhang family in Hexi is the most bizarre. What appeared in his hand was a black iron plate that glowed, on which was written:

【Please insert the SIM card】

For a moment, everyone thought they were in a panic.

Is this really not living in a dream?

As No.1 of the Great Jing, Emperor Cilong naturally did not escape this disaster. At that time, he was taking a nap and suddenly felt unable to breathe!

At that time, his first reaction was: Come!An essential lesson in the life of an emperor: Assassination!

One hundred and eight chic postures to retreat from the enemy flashed through his mind. With his eyes closed, he grabbed the side of his neck handsomely with his backhand...

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"Your Majesty! This matter is too bizarre. The sooner the Son of Heaven speaks out, the more he will be able to stabilize people's hearts! Now that the new emperor of Daliao is ascending the throne, Zheng Qiu doesn't know how to find fault. You insist on not saying it! If the other party seizes this matter and stirs up trouble, what should you do?" Is good!"

Master Meng's roar interrupted the memory, and it kept echoing in the hall:

"Could it be that the holy object is the elixir of life, and you want to monopolize the treasure, so you don't want to say it?!"

Porcelain was so angry that there was smoke on the top of his head, he slapped the armrest of the throne, stood up and cursed: "You bastard! If it's really this thing, you can send it to each person and cultivate immortality together. Do you think I want to be the emperor of this troublesome child? Tired and exhausted!" I will be forced to live by you!"

Cilu tapped fiercely in the void with one hand. This kind of old official can't be killed, but it's really hard to keep him!

especially……

Cilu grabbed the hand behind his back, and a soft cylindrical paper tube appeared in his hand——

That's right, toilet paper!

The holy object of the domineering majesty is a ball of toilet paper that almost strangled the master during his nap!

He took two deep breaths, sat down slowly, and found that the chair had been shattered, and changed from squatting back to a solemn standing posture without changing his face, maintaining the image of His Majesty's aloofness: "Oh, Meng Guo Since the old man cares so much, then you go and do something for me, and if you do well, I will make the sacred object public."

As soon as Master Meng lifted his robe, he knelt down: "Your Majesty, it's all right!"

Cilong: "You go..." He said the above sentence for the sake of the cold personality, and he couldn't think of any non-human tasks that could be entrusted to him.

wait, what if...

Porcelain is blessed to the heart: "Go and find someone for me!"

Mr. Meng: "Who is it?"

Cilong: "This person needs to meet three conditions: congenitally deficient, get rich overnight, and have both poems and books."

These are three contradictory conditions.

If you meet the first and third requirements, you must be a son of a family. Although you are disabled, if you are carefully cultivated from an early age, you can also achieve both poetry and calligraphy.But if this is the case, you will definitely not "get rich overnight". After all, if you want to get rich, you must first be poor!

If you meet the first and second requirements, you are an upstart with a disability, and it is rare for such a person to be barely literate, so how can he be proficient in poetry and books?

Master Meng was expressionless: "Your Majesty, do you want the stars in the sky?"

Porcelain: "You just said you can't find it."

Master Meng took a deep breath: "Your Majesty keeps what you say?"

Porcelain: "Of course!"

Master Meng: "Look for it!"

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Ci Lu was elated about this matter for several days, and he felt that he was so wise and mighty.With such a witty and clever descendant like him, the ancestors and ancestors have spirits in heaven, how proud they should be!

(Ancestors, ancestors: ...)

Regardless of the result of Meng Guolao's search for someone, this matter has been resolved so far!

This person couldn't be found, just to make Lao Mengtou shut up;

If found--

Poetry and books, money or money, are bound to be accompanied by the ability to appear half a year ago;

At that time, as long as he keeps this person by his side, he can exchange the illusions of the two without anyone noticing!

This is very handy!

His Majesty the Emperor was in a good mood and decided to enter the labyrinth of plants and trees in the imperial garden for a little play.Without noticing it for a while, a piece of toilet paper popped out of the hand behind his back, and hung on a branch at the entrance of the maze.

After a stick of incense, he stood in the kiosk in the center of the maze, looked at the conspicuous white line, and remained silent.

Otherwise, why don't you secretly help Mr. Meng Ge?

I need a new holy object...

in a hurry.

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Jin Bumian is born with deficiencies.

Where are the specific deficiencies, in fact, everyone does not know, but what is certain is that there must be some deficiencies:

Otherwise, who would have the heart to throw out such a beautiful child?

Ever since Jin Bumian could remember, he begged for food with the old beggars on the street.When an old beggar leaves, there will be another beggar to take care of him, and he will hang out on Miaodu Long Street until he grows up. No one doesn't like him.

The 17-year-old Jin Bumian is tall and handsome. He is clearly dressed in sackcloth, but when he smiles, he can brighten up the whole street. Son, should have developed long ago.

People say that under the foot of the emperor, the wonderful capital city, An San Nan Jiu is sleepless.

An's Saburo and Nan's Jiulang are the two most famous sons of aristocratic families. Jin Bumian can stand alongside them, which shows their demeanor.

However, Brother Jin's mind occasionally shuts down:

Just as Cilu was yelling at the roll of toilet paper, Jin Bumian was looking at the gold nugget in his hand.

What do you mean?

Did I think about earning money and raising cubs day and night, and finally went crazy?

A little meatball climbed up his knee and took the gold nugget: "Wow!"

Another piece of gold emerged from Jin Bumian's hand.

The meatball took it away: "Wow!"

Again.

Meatball: "Wow!"

Again.

Meatball: "Woo...ah? Brother, what are you gagging me for? You know how to juggle?"

The corners of Jin Bumian's mouth were raised violently, but was suppressed by reason, so that his expression looked very distorted.

Rouqiu: "Brother...you can laugh if you want, I'm afraid of you!"

Jin Bumian picked him up and kissed him hard: "Quick, get me a basin, no, take a jar, quick!"

In this way, Jin Bumian continued to "give birth to gold" day and night. After giving birth for two days and two nights, he finally fell asleep. After waking up, the gold did not disappear, nor did his ability disappear, and his brain began to think normally. up:

He looked at the boys sitting in a row on the porch eating roujiamo, and frowned, "Where did you get the cake? Did you take the gold out? Fatty, tell me!"

Pangpang was the first meatball to discover his ability. Hearing this, he said in distaste: "I'm not blinded by money like you! Mortals, use your brains, everyone is innocent and guilty, we Don't let anyone else find out about this!"

Jin Bumian snatched the Roujiamo from his hand: "What kind of dirty thing are you eating, why did you talk like this?!"

Pangpang: "This is not a dirty thing—little sister, make me a cake."

A little girl next to her didn't even raise her head, but raised her hand to see a meat clip.

Jin Bumian: "..."

Fat Pang: "Look, we can also buy Roujiamo to make money. Gentlemen love money, and we should collect the gold you conjure in a proper way."

Jin Bumian: "...shut up!"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

The youngest son of the Zhang family: "All my life, I have been looking for that unique person—Ximuka!"

Nonsense Xiaowen, everyone have fun watching it!

☆、"Man, you can't escape from the palm of my hand!"

Back to half a year later.

But Master Meng received this weird edict to find someone, and left the palace under the sympathetic eyes of his colleagues.

Master Meng knew exactly what they were thinking in their hearts. It was nothing more than feeling that they were old-fashioned and foolish.

Ah.

You and other mortals.

You can also guess what my Meng Guoqiang is thinking?

When Master Meng came out of the hall, he had already made up his mind - if you can't find one, make one, it's no big deal.

Please don’t get me wrong, Mr. Meng didn’t intend to make a man himself at the age of 55, but he planned to find a child with a congenital disability, and then slaughter a corrupt official’s fat sheep, and use the corrupt official’s private treasury to make the child rich overnight; as for poetry and books ——Master Meng, the treasure boy, said that he is a hidden master of poetry and calligraphy, and he can stand behind the child to give reminders.

It can not only complete their own tasks, but also fulfill a child's future.

Killing two birds with one stone is really very witty!The ancestors and ancestors must be so happy to have such witty descendants as themselves!

(The ancestors of the Meng family: ...)

However, the progress was not as smooth as Mr. Meng thought. There were not many children with disabilities in the family, and each of them was taken care of like jewels as soon as they were born, for fear of being hurt a little.Seeing the protective expressions of those parents, Mr. Meng couldn't say anything about taking the child away.

In this way, we can only find an abandoned child.

He found the Salesian Home in Miaodu City, hired a small sedan chair and rushed there, but——

The dilapidated gate and the barren weeds all show the fact that this place has been deserted for a long time.

How will the outcasts live?Where did the money allocated to Jing Zhaoyin to build a nursery school go? !

Master Meng wrote a letter angrily. While writing a memorial to scold Jing Zhaoyin, he sent people to ask if there were any children with poor backgrounds and no one to take care of them. He came and went again and again, and finally asked him to find one:

That's right!

It's Jin... Chubby!

At that time, Pangpang was selling Roujiamo in a small shop on the street, and there was a long line in front of the door, and those who bought it did not go far, and ate them on the side of the road. The scene was so lively that it even blocked Mr. Meng's sedan chair.

Mr. Meng was feeling annoyed, so he decided to get down and take a walk when he encountered a traffic jam. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw two lines of big characters on the front of the Roujiamo store——

"There is meat in the mouth, but it is not fat."

"My heart is ruthless, but lovesick."

Pancakes are created by illusion, even if there is a feeling of fullness at the time, it will disappear automatically afterwards and will not become fat; it is like a lover, two people may not feel very affectionate when they are together, but once they are separated, they will inevitably miss them.

"Wonderful," Master Meng thought, "The owner of this shop is a bit talented."

The smell of the cake was very fragrant. He took two steps forward, intending to buy one to try. Then, he saw a meat ball standing in front of the chopping board, collecting money with one hand, and putting the cake with the other. It was a child about five years old.

Poor thing, at such a young age, there is no neck (fat)!

Isn't this the legendary congenital deficiency!

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, dismissed the servants, and followed the line obediently. When he arrived, he asked very kindly: "Little friend, how old are you? How much do you earn from selling pancakes?"

Fatty squinted his small eyes: "You want to abduct me."

Master Meng: "No, that's not the case. Have you heard of the Dajing Palace? Are you interested in finding out..."

"Everyone!" Rouqiuqiu shouted loudly, "This villain wants to abduct me!"

All cake buyers immediately looked over seriously:

"At such an advanced age, you still come out to abduct and sell children!"

"Go and call Brother Jin, someone is bullying Pangpang!"

"Let's go together! Hit him! Don't let him get away!"

Mr. Meng has been a scholar all his life, and he has never encountered such a group fight except for the death of the court, so he was stunned on the spot: "Actually, I... come here! Help!"

He pushed away the pulling hands of the crowd in embarrassment, looked at Pangpang sincerely and said, "I'm an official, really, very good!"

Fatty calmly and defensively protected the little sister behind him: "Good officials are poor, maybe you want to abduct the child to earn some pocket money?"

It sounds reasonable...

"No, I...don't hit me!" Lord Meng raised his head to the sky and roared angrily, "Your Majesty hurt me!"

"Everyone stop first!" A clear voice said: "Thank you for your help, let me see this person first, okay?"

The voice of the person who came was not loud, but the chaotic scene stabilized in an instant. Mr. Meng staggered to his feet, followed the sound, and was stunned at first glance——

When did Miaodu have such a character?

Fengshen Yugu, handsome figure, with vigorous youthful vigor, bright eyes, and a smile on the lips, although wearing a coarse linen clothes, it makes people feel good when they look at it.

Fatty: "Brother, this man asked me how much money I earned from selling pancakes, and said he would take me to the palace!" The little black bean glanced at Mr. Meng, and said with contempt: "The current human traffickers are really bad, this kind of nonsense , and trick a three-year-old child!"

Jin Bumian: ...Aren't you only four years old?

He settled down, and first made a shallow bow to everyone who came to help: "Everyone is kind-hearted, take care of my fat family, the cake shop doesn't charge money today, it's a little bit of Jin's kindness!"

Everyone talked about it, everyone was happy, and the elder brothers even helped to turn Mr. Meng to the government.

Ordinary people in Miaodu report to officials, they are all sent to Jing Zhaoyin.

Mr. Meng thought: It's over, maybe I will be laughed at, it's so cold!My famous name, Meng Guoqiang I...

"not busy."

The young man came over, looked him up and down, and then supported Meng Guolao by his elbow: "I think this is probably caused by Fatty's misunderstanding, which caused trouble for everyone."

Seeing that he didn't get to the bottom of it, everyone thought that Jin Bumian felt sorry for the old man and planned to let him go, so they left.

Jin Bumian seems calm, but in fact——

The whole back is soaked in cold sweat, okay?

Although they don't wear official uniforms!

But the jade pendant on the skirt is painted with a unicorn pattern!

In today's world, the emperor wears dragons, the clan wears dragons, and the ministers wear cranes.There are only two elders who can wear the unicorn pattern. Qi Guolao just passed away a few years ago, and the only one left is Meng Guolao, who is still courteous today!

Jin Bumian: It's over, I don't know how to get revenge, it's so cold!I am golden sleepless and hard at raising cubs...

Master Meng: "How old are you?"

Jin Bumian: "...?"

Master Meng smiled: "You are so handsome! There is a girl in my family..."

Jin Bumian: "... Are you seriously injured? I'll take you to the hospital first."

Master Meng immediately stood up straight: "It's okay, it's okay, the old man is in court... I'm used to my skin at home, so I can't break it easily."

Jin Bumian: "..."

Mr. Meng: "That child just now is your...brother?"

Jin Bumian had a smile on his face, but his heart felt cold, he cupped his hands very cautiously and said: "Yes, it's all his fault, I will definitely bring him to the door to apologize some other day!"

Master Meng waved his hand: "Hey, don't blame him, it's a good thing for children to be vigilant. I just think that you two brothers don't look alike!"

Jin Bumian didn't change his face: "I also looked like a pig when I was young, and it will be fine when I grow up."

Master Meng: "Your surname is Jin."

Jin Bumian nodded.

Master Meng took half a step back, looked up and down, smiled kindly with one side of his face swollen, "So it's Brother Jin, he's been famous for a long time."

Jin Bumian: "Actually, Chubby..."

Master Meng: "So it's called Pangpang."

Jin Bumian: It's over, Mr. Meng Guo is definitely going to take revenge on the child.

Master Meng: "Who wrote the writing on the storefront?"

Of course, it was Fatty who suddenly opened up his talent for poetry.

Jin Bumian: "It's me."

Master Meng's eyes darkened: "Oh, that's it, so what can you transform into? A collection of poems?"

Jin Bumian led him to a secluded place, turned his hand, and a gold ingot fell to the ground with a clang.

Master Meng: "..."

Master Meng: "!!!"

Jin Bumian: "This thing will disperse if it leaves me, it's useless."

Master Meng's mouth was trembling.

The young man in front of him showed an unbearable expression: "I'm sorry, my lord. Fatty is still a child, and I can't watch him suffer."

Master Meng: "No, no, I, I, I... what I want is you!"

Jin Bumian: "I'm still young, and I don't want to die."

Before Master Meng could react, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. The last scene in front of him was the young man holding a huge gold nugget in his hand, squatting down and saying, "Just sleep for a while, wake up, I promise Our Jin family no longer exists in Miaodu City!"

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"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Let me go! I want to see Your Majesty!"

When it was time to light the lamp, Ci Lu sat in his cool hall, listening to the wailing outside, he was as steady as an old dog: "How long has Mr. Meng Ge been howling outside?"

The little eunuch beside him bowed and said, "Return to His Majesty, a stick of incense."

Cilong: "Master Meng is in good health, tell me again, how does he look?"

The little eunuch bent even lower: "With disheveled hair, she looks like a crazy woman."

Cilu smiled and said: "Once upon a time, the old minister, with such a shape, really makes my heart ache."

No one dared to answer, Ci Lu's smile became brighter and brighter: "But who made me sleep so soundly, so I can't hear?"

Little eunuch: "..."

Outside: "Your Majesty, open the door!"

Ci Lu laughed out loud, and said sarcastically to himself: "What a big deal, it's too unstable."

Outside: "Innately deficient, get rich overnight!"

Porcelain: "..."

Outside: "Returning poems and books!"

Cilu stood up abruptly: "Call the imperial guards, follow me out of the city now!"

The leader of the imperial guards was listening at the moment, and immediately knelt down when he heard the words: "Your Majesty, this is not in accordance with the rules of etiquette! The imperial guards are not allowed to leave the city unless they are arresting serious offenders who have committed the crime of treason!"

Cilong: "Nonsense, I clearly remember that the previous leader took people out frequently, why can't you do it when we get here?!"

The leader of the imperial guards choked his throat: "Isn't that because the Queen Mother always ran out back then! It's different!"

Porcelain: ...

That's right, back then, his father, the queen, and the empress had some little fun between husband and wife, especially the "overbearing emperor's little runaway wife" set——

Even though Cilu has grown into a big one, his mother will still run out of the city with a small burden that is better than nothing, saying that he wants to find freedom, and then his father will rush out with the imperial guards, one thousand and one Proclamation to the whole world:

"Under the whole world, could it be the king's land, woman, you can't escape from the palm of my hand."

Cilu just recalled it, and felt so uncomfortable that all the hairs on his body were embarrassed, and he felt that it was enough.

The leader of the imperial guards: "It's better to wait until the gate of the city opens tomorrow, and immediately issue a notice to the whole country. Once you see this... this person, you will immediately arrest and send him back!"

Outside: "You can't wait, Your Majesty! That's Little Brother Jin from Miaodu City. He just smiled and a bunch of silly girls rushed to take him in. Once you leave this city gate, you won't be able to find him again!"

Cilu: "Follow me out of the city!"

The leader of the forbidden army: "In what name!"

Porcelain: "..."

At this moment, there was a huge wave in His Majesty's mind——

Is it embarrassing for his father to chase his wife, or is it embarrassing for him to sit on the throne and throw toilet paper?

After a while, Lord Meng, who was kneeling outside, stared blankly at the man who kicked open the palace door and came out:

His Majesty the Emperor is nine feet tall, with a dignified and handsome face. He is 25 years old this year. He came to power five years ago when he suppressed the rebellion. Heartbroken.

Not to mention the backdrop of such a sky full of stars, such a magnificent palace.

"The Miaodu Jin family has a dignified appearance, and I admire it. From now on, I will be granted the title of Jinsi."

Everyone present was shocked by this wave of coquettish operations.Although it is legal to marry a Dajing male, since the first emperor favored only this person, there has never been a male concubine in the palace!

Ci Lu raised his chin: "What's his name?"

Master Meng: "Gold...Gold does not sleep."

Porcelain perfectly connected with her plot: "Oh, Mianmian."

Everyone shook in unison.

Cilu smiled charmingly:

"Man, you can't escape from my palm!"

The author has something to say: Notes:

①Sales homes are ancient welfare homes~

② "Siren" is a private design of mine. In this superficial Dajing Dynasty, women are called wives as wives, and men as wives are called Siren.

——Peaches and plums in the spring breeze, rainy nights in the rivers and lakes, people like Wei Ruosi.

☆, "My intention is to give the emperor a green hat"

After five years, the gate of the gate was opened again, and the imperial guards in black armor reappeared in front of the people. The people who were accustomed to living in the peaceful era were awakened. The rebellion of the Three Kings five years ago was vividly remembered. If the prince hadn't been killed back then as a young general, we still don't know which tyrant is in charge now!

Today's Majesty, he can fight with a horse and govern with a horse, which is quite the style of the ancestors.

Just as everyone was thinking this way, they heard a ringing order in their own home: "From today onwards, the Jin family of Miaodu will be sealed as a Sri Lankan! The Jin family has fled, and anyone who dares to hide will be executed!"

All the people in the city: ...

It's a familiar recipe, and it's a familiar taste.

Which family's goblin is this Jin family now?

Haven't heard that there is a family member surnamed Jin in Beijing?

The "golden goblin" didn't know anything about it. At this moment, he was seriously covering the entrance of the cellar with thatch.

Fatty led a group of children below and stretched their necks hard and asked, "Brother, I think your approach is stupid. If you forget to come back, how can we get out?"

Jin Bumian didn't stop his hands, and didn't even look at him: "Have you lost your ability recently? Find a way by yourself."

Fatty: "So you really will forget us here."

Jin Bumian: "..."

Jin Bumian: "Okay, hide well, I will come back to pick you up tomorrow morning, if I don't come back..."

Fat Pang: "We can change what we eat and drink, and I can also teach my younger brothers and sisters to learn. In fact, it's okay if you don't come back."

Jin Bumian: "..."

Who is this all for? !Where's your conscience, brat? !

Jin Bumian sighed: "Don't forget your brother, do you hear me?"

Chubby pursed his mouth, Little Heidou's eyes were shining, he didn't speak any more, just looked at him.

Jin Bumian hardened his heart, covered the last bit of thatch, and walked out of this small yard——

Probably no one would have imagined that a prodigal who raised more than a dozen cubs could actually set up such a secret and quiet courtyard in the most prosperous place in Beijing.

This courtyard can only be entered from a deep alley, with singing and dancing workshops on the left and restaurants on the right. After such a long time, except for the owners of the two stores, few people know that there is such a place.

He was just about to walk out the door.

"Miaodu Jin's—"

"The Imperials—"

Jin Bumian's dignified face froze for a moment: Isn't it true that there is a wealthy family named Jin in Beijing?No, if there was, wouldn't I have posted it to identify relatives?

"King's sleepless—"

"The good looks—"

Jin Bumian: "..."

He stood at the entrance of the alley, losing control of his emotions, and the golden beans in his hand leaked out like rain.

Jin Bumian looked at the gold all over the floor and listened to it again, feeling as if he was living in a dream.

It should be the emperor who can use the word imperial seal.But when did he see himself?Could it be that he came out for a private interview on Weibo?

Could it be that the old man I met this afternoon was not Mr. Meng, but the emperor disguised as Mr. Meng?

Isn't it only 25?

This looks too anxious!

Before he finished responding, the herald shouted again: "Mian-Mian-His Majesty said-he likes you, come back soon-you-you can't escape-his heart-"

Fatty hiding in the cellar wiped away tears, sneered, and said to his siblings:

"See, this is a man, huh."

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Cilu led the people, and they didn't search outside the city for a long time. They didn't find Jin Bumian within a radius of five miles, which...is not reasonable.

According to old man Meng, he passed out at noon and woke up at dusk, even if Jin Bumian packed up his things and left the bakery, he would never have traveled so far.

He never left town at all.

That's right, it's not safe to walk with a group of children.

The leader of the imperial guards also thought of this, looked at the emperor's face and said: "Your Majesty, the late emperor... At this time, he only brought people out and never disturbed the people. Look..."

Ci Lu was sullen, silent for a while, and said, "Go back to the city."

The imperial guards are well-trained, one team is in front, and the rest are behind the emperor. The five hundred imperial guards are silent, and each walks lightly to avoid disturbing the people. Forbidden.

The emperor led troops out of the city, so of course there was a curfew in advance. There were no pedestrians on the street, except for one——

Yinrong Changjie is a well-known red light district, with beautiful singing and dancing, led by the Chenglang Tower on the street.

The incident happened suddenly, Yinrong Long Street was in chaos, everyone indulged in having fun, heard the emperor's order, everyone applauded, and said that His Majesty is really a sweetheart, and he didn't think about the curfew at all.

Cilu, who was returning to the city, felt very tired, so he didn't go around, so he planned to walk through the door carelessly.

Just when Cilu walked to the door, an accident happened in vain!

In an instant, the lights were brightly lit, and from the small building on the second and third floors of the song and dance studio, a hundred or so smiling young women suddenly walked out, holding a lamp in one hand and a mirror in the other, they stood by the fence and walked towards the imperial guards. All blessings, he raised the mirror in unison, illuminating the man on the third-story roof.

Later, three or fifty years later, Cilong recalled this life, the bloody battles, the court battles, so many vigorous days, after all, it was still not as good as the day when I first saw gold and couldn't sleep.

Not as good as this one.

Such a full moon, such a young man.

"Your Majesty, Sheng'an." The young man's voice was full of worry and uneasiness with his usual smile: "Caomin Jinbu sleeps, I have seen Your Majesty."

Although it is not obvious on the surface of the porcelain loam, it has already been overwhelmed by the beauty of the head.Since he was 14 years old, he knew that he had the goodness of Long Yang, but until today, he didn't know what it means to meet hard.

He was thinking about how to speak in order to leave a good impression on the beauty, when the old man Meng who was walking behind him took the first step, clutching his chest and shouting:

"Hey, why are you standing so high?! Do you know how precious you are? Where can I find someone like you just in case?"

Jin Bumian thumped in his heart: It's over, so this is really His Majesty!

In front of the entire imperial army, without changing his expression, he made up a sad story: "Your Majesty, Sleepless has been wandering since he was a child. When he grew up to be ten years old, he was taken in by Chenglang Tower and became a... waitress."

Jin Bumian glanced at Meng Guo's vicissitudes of face, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not worthy of Your Majesty, I'm so dirty!"

As soon as he raised his hand, a piece of emerald green silk and satin appeared out of nowhere: "If Your Majesty insists on marrying me, then I have no choice but to give this scarf to Your Majesty, and die!"

Forbidden Army: "..."

Porcelain: "..."

The young man let go of his hand, and the satin floated steadily onto... the old man Meng Guo!

Ci Lu's face is really unreadable.

He took a deep breath, feeling how impulsive the indescribable just now was, and how powerless he was at this moment, he was really afraid that he would wither away!

Cilu took a deep breath, and a piece of toilet paper was torn into two pieces in the wide sleeves!

"You come down first." Cilu said.

Jin Bumian looked at him with sympathy: "Little brother, you don't have to pretend anymore, I know you are not His Majesty."

Porcelain: "..."

Cilu: "...I just want to ask one thing."

Jin Bumian sighed: "Your Majesty has something to say, you can tell me directly, why make things difficult for this little brother?"

Ci Lu gritted his teeth: "Who are you, of course I know." Although it was only a few hours since he knew the name Jin Bumian, it was obviously much easier for the emperor to investigate some news than Mr. Meng.

"Outcasts in the capital, their names are mixed up. Chenglang Tower? Heh, if you are really one of them, why don't you dance and see?"

Jin Bumian: "...Maybe it's because I look better, so I don't need to dance."

Cilong: "Where is the owner of this singing and dancing workshop? The hiding person will be killed. I want to see who has the courage to fight against me?"

Jin Bumian shuddered and finally realized what kind of mistake he had made.

This one in front of me is probably the real master!

Before the remedy was out, an obese woman ran out from the first floor crying, knelt on the ground and wailed:

"Your Majesty, don't listen to Brother Jin...Jinsi people are talking nonsense, he broke in suddenly and said that he wanted to surprise you, Your Majesty, and said that this is just a little fun between you and husband, and we need to cooperate... "

Porcelain laughed back in anger: "Oh? What's the fun, come on