His Majesty is a sick beauty

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Su Xun walked awkwardly beside Murong Che, he could feel the dark and fiery eyes around him sticking to his body, this made the already embarrassed little emperor wish he could hide himself in the prime minister's shadow, in order to get rid of it. Avoid the weird atmosphere that is about to suffocate him.

However, the little official who trotted over and busily busied himself looking at Su Xun very blindly: "Who is this?"

Murong Che: "It's my cousin. Due to physical reasons, she has been recuperating outside Beijing, and she just brought her home recently."

The little official respectfully said, "It turns out that she is a lady of the Murong family." No wonder she has such a demeanor.

However, Xiao Buwen was still at the side and said, "Qing'er, this is Mr. Liu."

Su Xun had no choice but to bless his body according to the female etiquette he had learned a few hours ago, and looked at the ground shyly and timidly.

"Haha, don't dare to act, dare not act."

Su Xun: Master Liu, right? I'll let you go when I get back.

Master Wang led the four of them into the Guofeng Pavilion, but Chu Yan was the last one, looking at the woman in front of him with unusually complicated eyes.The servant at the side finally couldn't hold back, and asked worriedly, "My lord, are you alright?"

With such a bad complexion, are you feeling unwell?

Chu Yan didn't answer, but suddenly asked: "Do you think the maple forest in Nanshan is better, or the peach forest next to Zexi?"

The boy was at a loss: "...you mean, the ancestral grave?"

"Hey—I'm just asking, just asking, just planning for a rainy day."

Do you plan ahead and think about where to bury yourself after death?The boy was even more puzzled.

Chu Yan sighed deeply in his heart, wondering when he would be bestowed to death by His Majesty after watching this play.

Father-in-law, father-in-law, why do you bother to cheat your nephew?Chu Yan's expression was gloomy, as if he had lost his soul, he just raised his legs numbly and followed the people in front of him.

"Ask the canal how clear it is, so that there is a source of flowing water?"

As soon as the little emperor entered the door, he was overwhelmed by the flying characters above his head.

Xiao Buwen chuckled twice: "Good poetry."

Poetry is indeed a good poem, after all, it is a must-have famous saying in the corridors of schools in later generations, and the characters are also good characters, written by the Prime Minister himself, but the way it is pasted...

Su Xun looked at the huge plaque on the left and the right, and the big gilt characters on it, which were almost half the size of a person, and were still shining under the sun, and fell silent.

Murong Che's originally restrained and hidden sharp handwriting, but also against the background of the rich color and exaggerated size, inexplicably has a style of a bath center.

Murong Che gave Xiao Buwen a cold look, Eunuch Xiao raised his eyebrows, wisely he didn't say anything more.

But obviously, although Su Xun has already heard this sentence, it is definitely not without reason that it can appear in the textbooks, desks, and even blackboard newspapers and banners of senior three students every year.

This effect is simply not too good. Students who walk into the Guofeng Pavilion don't need to look up, they will be covered by these two big barrages, and they will be possessed by senior high school students every minute. They are all high-spirited and excited, and they can't wait to stay there all day. Study in Guofeng Pavilion!

If it wasn't too vulgar, Su Xun would have thought of posting the classic "As long as you can't learn to die, learn to die".

The Guofeng Pavilion is very quiet. The students are either reading quietly, or choosing their favorite books beside the bookshelf. The only thing in the whole building is the clock ticking sound from time to time.

In the design process of Guofeng Pavilion, Su Xun added a lot of design concepts of later generations of libraries. All books are divided into four categories according to scholar, agriculture, industry and commerce. The rankings in the book are divided to make it easier for students to find the books they want.At least four copies of all the books have been prepared, and ten copies of some "popular" books have even been transcribed, but looking at the empty shelves, I am afraid that the number is not enough.

The ground is paved with wooden boards for shock absorption. As long as the movements are a little light, walking on it will not make too much noise.At this time, a student happened to pass by several people. He carried five volumes of bamboo slips and walked to a seat by the window on his feet.After sitting down, he couldn't wait to open the scroll and read it with relish.

The Guofeng Pavilion will provide blank bamboo slips - only charge for materials, for them to copy their favorite books.However, it is obvious that most of the people studying on the first floor are poor families. Although their family can support them to buy bamboo slips, they cannot provide a good place to store them.

Su Xun saw the student pick up a palm-sized pale yellow paper, turn on the oil lamp in front of him, and then use the smallest brush to write something on the paper.

Flower paper is given away for free, Su Xun wants to let these poor families help him make a good name before completely promoting paper, and transform the world's impression of paper from the original rough thing used by the poor into a convenient and easy-to-use elegant material .

Murong Che lowered his eyes slightly. The little emperor dressed in pink was like a luminous body, which added a lot of color to the whole building. He was obviously very satisfied with this place. His eyes were brighter than the most beautiful gems. Be dazzling.The little emperor didn't realize that after he came in, those scholars who had been concentrating on their studies all began to straighten their backs unconsciously, and some even showed their faces sideways on purpose, frowned slightly, and pretended to look at the books in front of them. He looked deep in thought, but in fact he didn't know where his mind had gone.

Seeing the scene of the peacock spreading its tail, Murong Che snorted softly, walked up to the little emperor, held his hand and asked, "Qing'er, is it okay to watch here?"

All the students gasped as they looked at the hands held together by the two.

It turned out that this was a lady from the Murong family, so that was beyond their imagination.But it's also good to leave a little impression on the beauties.They couldn't help imagining the scene where their appearance was valued by this lady, which not only means that the male self-esteem has been satisfied to a certain extent, but also means that they have hooked up with the Murong family, whether it is vanity or The benefits that can be seen are extremely tempting.

Even if they knew that the chance was slim, but in case, even if this lady just said a few words for them in front of the prime minister, it would be of great help to their future career!

Su Xun's ability to adapt is quite strong, and now he is able to ignore the fiery gaze cast on him. Just looking at the prime minister with a worried expression, he still couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, feeling that Murong Che's acting skills are too good. Alright, so naturally, I will help a stinky man like myself.And that expression of pride, worry, and anger when my sister was seen by another man was so perfect.

As expected of the prime minister, he was able to restore the legendary fan-shaped eyes!He sighed in his heart.

The Prime Minister looked around, and carefully looked at the faces of those shy students with the powerful gaze of a superior, and memorized their faces one by one.

Peeping at the face of the sky is a disrespectful act, and Murong Che is trying to make amends for his actions in his heart.

But to a certain extent, he did fulfill those people's wish and remembered them, but the result of remembering may be quite different from what they imagined.

The prime minister had a stinky face, as if someone owed him money.

You must know that these scholars want to go official, this is their immediate boss, the little emperor looked at the tense backs of those students, and secretly sympathized in his heart.

He tugged on Murong Che's sleeve to make him bow his head, while he leaned into his ear and said in a low voice: "It's too strange to stand here, why don't we go upstairs?"

Upstairs is the VIP room, only those with a badge can go up.

go upstairs?also good.The little emperor's fragile and precious body was not suitable for being crowded with these poor families downstairs.

Murong Che nodded, and walked upstairs protecting his "sister" rather into the drama.

Seeing all this, Chu Yan admired him extremely in his heart. If it weren't for the unclear grievances between the two families and the scene at this time, he would have wished to give the Prime Minister a five-body prostration to express his endless admiration like a surging river. Affection!

After seeing His Majesty's women's clothing, all he wanted was to find a place with beautiful scenery to bury him, yet the Prime Minister could still play his role so naturally!

Although the two families continued to have private disputes, at this time Chu Yan actually gave birth to a feeling that Murong Che was the head of the family, and it was not incomprehensible that Murong's family overwhelmed their Chu family.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Buwen asked as he looked at Chu Yan who had stopped suddenly.

Chu Yan suppressed the emotions in his heart, and said cryptically, "As expected of the prime minister."

Xiao Buwen understood, he turned his head, looked at Murong Che's arm on the little emperor's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Yes, you are indeed the prime minister."

The top floor is divided into several compartments, some are for reading, some are for scholars to play the piano and draw, and some are for them to chat.

Several people found a room for chatting, commonly known as quarreling, and as soon as they opened the door, they heard the voices of two scholars arguing.

Su Xun: "..."

Fortunately, I deliberately asked someone to do soundproofing.

The four quietly walked to the corner without disturbing anyone.

Just as the scholars were arguing, Xiao Buwen poured a glass of water for the little emperor, and ordered the hidden guards to get the little emperor's favorite snacks, and happily started the daily feeding work.

...and looked at Murong Che who was sitting on the other side and frowned.

"Qing'er." Murong Che reminded softly.

As soon as Su Xun lifted the veil, Su Xun, who was about to eat jujube cake with Xiao Buwen's hand, turned around, and saw the scholars who turned their heads frequently, their expressions still somewhat indescribable.

Su Xun: "Ahem."

He hurriedly took two steps back, put on his veil again, lowered his eyes slightly, revealing a shy look.

Murong Che: "My sister is not in good health."

All the scholars expressed their understanding.

Xiao Buwen stretched out his hand: Tsk.

After watching the whole process, Chu Yan: ... Am I the abnormal one?

Just when Chu Yan was worried about his courage, two more people opened the door and walked in.

Su Xun raised his head subconsciously, and after realizing that it was someone he didn't know, he lowered his head again without interest.On the contrary, Murong Che showed a thoughtful expression after seeing the person coming.

Zheng Xi?

For example, Murong Che didn't care about such a small role as Zheng Xi originally, but unfortunately, when Zheng Xi entered Murong Che's eyes, it happened to be when the little emperor wrote the sentence "But for the sake of the king, I have pondered until now", so the prime minister treated this person was extremely impressed.

With Zheng Xi's family background, I'm afraid they won't be able to reach the last floor.

Murong Che couldn't help turning his attention to the person behind Zheng Xi.

Across the crowd, that person exchanged a glance with Murong Che, and cupped his hands politely, then walked towards the four of them.

"I've heard the name of Prime Minister Murong for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet today."

The man stood opposite Murong Che and the little emperor, and said with a smile, "I'm Yi'an."

"Yi'an, Meng Chao Yi?"

"Exactly."

The family that started as a merchant?

Su Xun couldn't help asking: "Meng Chao?"

Yi An smiled lightly, he has been in business for many years, his knowledge and eloquence are extraordinary, and he easily used one story after another to attract the little emperor's attention.

Just when several people were immersed in the completely different scenery of the Meng Dynasty and the Yu Dynasty, another person pushed open the door and walked in.The figure is tall and slender, his footsteps are unique to those who practice martial arts, and his every move reveals a freedom that is rarely seen in the Suiyang clan.

He looked over subconsciously, and the moment he saw the face of the visitor, his whole body seemed to have been severely struck by lightning several times.

Grass, Qin Wang Wanyanhong!

[The author has something to say: No, I really wanted to laugh when I wrote this chapter, persecuting the little emperor is really fun~

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