After becoming the emperor's cat

Fu Wenting immediately changed his clothes and asked the steward to prepare the car, but the little eunuch who came to summon said that His Majesty was ready.

On the carriage, Fu Wenting wondered why Leng Yunlin suddenly called him into the palace, but he had no idea.

But in fact, this has something to do with Fu Qingyu.

Leng Yunlin was thinking of something by himself, but Fu Qingyu came over with a memorial in his mouth, opened it with his cat's paw, pointed to the words Fu Wenting on it, and patted it.

Leng Yunlin, who is very good at interpreting cat language, immediately understood: "Ah Meow wants me to discuss with Prime Minister Zuo?"

Seeing that he was so smart, Fu Qingyu nodded in satisfaction.

My own father knew that although his father had a deep-rooted family thought, it did not mean that he was a fatuous person. His father cared about the people's livelihood.

It's a pity that Leng Yunlin had no false words to all the courtiers before, and he couldn't tell who was loyal to him, so he simply didn't use any of them. These days when he came to the throne, the court is just barely functioning, mostly following the old system.

Thanks to his good luck, there are no major events recently, and the frontiers are also stable, with Duke Liu Hui sitting in the middle of the court, it is temporarily stable.

But this time things were different. If Leng Yunlin wanted to deal with officials, he would definitely encounter considerable obstacles.If they don't move, Leng Yunlin will lose all majesty in the future, and Leng Yunlin will not be able to tell the difference between the subordinates.

Therefore, he must have a helper.

For this helper, Fu Qingyu chose his father.

According to Fu Qingyu, the Fu family is now at its peak, even if Leng Yunlin is not the emperor, other people may not be able to tolerate them.

After all, this world belongs to the Leng family. If Leng Yunlin and the Fu family really turned against each other, it would only be a loss for both sides, and others would take advantage of the loopholes.

At this time, Fu Wenting, who was coming to the palace, suddenly sneezed, and the little eunuch sitting on the shaft outside hurriedly asked concernedly: "Master Zuo, is there any discomfort?"

Fu Wenting rubbed his nose and replied, "It's okay."

I just always feel like I've been tricked by someone.

No matter what, Fu Xiang never imagined that he was missed by his own son.

Leng Yunlin subconsciously resisted. Fu Wenting was so aggressive this morning that he almost couldn't step down. According to his past style, he could be punished for disrespect, but he was sensible, and because Fu Qingyu was unconscious, he felt a little guilty. So it didn't happen.

If he asked Fu Wenting for help, he might not be able to handle it.

So I didn't respond immediately.

Fu Qingyu couldn't see what he was thinking, so he suddenly lost his temper, stood upright, and slapped Leng Yunlin in the face.

The young master brought his own father over to help you, you still don't know what's good and what's wrong!

What a rebel!

Leng Yunlin repeatedly begged for mercy after being slapped: "Amiao, I was wrong, I was wrong, be careful not to hurt your paws."

Fu Qingyu meowed angrily, as if asking him if he should invite someone over.

Leng Yunlin didn't dare to resist, and immediately said: "I'll ask someone to invite Mr. Fu over here."

That's more or less.

Fu Qingyu flicked his tail, patted the original memorial with his paw, and meowed a few times.

It means that he can't sit back and enjoy the benefits, he has to perfect this method first.

If he doesn't have any ideas and doesn't know how to do things, his father will not agree.

It just so happened that Leng Yunlin also meant the same thing. Although he was temporarily related to Fu Wenting by marriage, they knew how the marriage came about. Leng Yunlin didn't dare to expect Fu Wenting to advise him sincerely.

So Leng Yunlin went to Zhang Xuanzhi and wrote on it. Fu Qingyu came over to read it. Seeing that Leng Yunlin's writing was not good, he patted his hand and signaled him to think again.

It's almost finished, someone from outside came to report, saying that Lord Zuo Xiang has arrived.

Leng Yunlin stopped writing and asked someone to come in.

Fu Wenting was tall and tall, with an orchid temperament, and his whole body was full of the unique dignity and grace of the aristocratic family. He saluted Leng Yunlin: "Good day, Your Majesty."

"I'm safe." Leng Yunlin said, "Give me a seat."

After taking his seat, Fu Wenting spoke first: "I don't know what's the matter with His Majesty summoning the ministers here?"

Before Leng Yunlin could speak, Fu Qingyu walked towards Fu Wenting with bright eyes and meowing all the way.

The voice is whiny and soft, completely different from just now.

Leng Yunlin was a little resentful, why did Ah Miao like Zuo Xiang so much?

It wasn't like this before.

Fu Wenting really wanted to be cold-hearted to the orange cat, but this orange cat was too clingy and obedient. Looking at the paw prints on Leng Yunlin's face, and then at the cat acting coquettishly towards him, Fu Wenting felt a strange sense of satisfaction , this cat is sensible and sensible, and does not collude with tyrants.

Especially when the cat opened its front paws for him to hug, Fu Wenting thought of Qing Yu when he was a child, a white and tender child with a face sculpted in pink and jade, who acted like a baby and wanted to hug him.

Fu Wenting also bent down for some reason, and when he realized it, the orange cat was already in his arms.

Fu Qingyu has a very good relationship with his father. Although his father will not hug him when he grows up, Fu Qingyu still remembers how he loved him in every way when he was a child. Now that he has become a cat, he has no scruples to get close to his father.

He adjusted a comfortable posture, stretched out his front paws to grab and release the milk on Fu Wenting's arm, and Fu Wenting's heart melted when he stepped on it.

Leng Yunlin suppressed his sourness, and said calmly: "I accepted a copy today, and I feel that something is wrong, and I want to ask the left minister for advice."

The little eunuch sent down the booklet, but Fu Wenting was reluctant to let go of the orange cat, but the little eunuch was very winking, and stretched out the booklet to Fu Wenting.

Fu Wenting glanced at the ten lines, quickly read it, and asked, "What's the explanation, Your Majesty?"

Although he respects his son's ideas, it doesn't mean that he is willing to advise Leng Yunlin.

"Did Prime Minister Zuo find any problems?" Leng Yunlin asked him.

Fu Wenting said: "Since this summer, the rainfall in the south has far exceeded that of previous years. It is true that the grain production has been reduced. If taxes can be reduced or exempted, the people must be grateful for His Majesty's kindness."

"I have considered the matter of reducing or exempting taxes, but I want to hear the opinions of the left."

"I dare not."

The two came and went back and forth to test, Fu Qingyu was a little anxious.

He had never been in or out of court, even though he was smart, he didn't know that there were some things that could not be rushed. Seeing that the two of them couldn't talk about serious matters for a long time, Fu Qingyu tugged at his father's beard angrily.

He turned his head and roared at Leng Yunlin again.

Shengsheng broke the temptation of the two of them.

Fu Wenting was a little puzzled: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with this kitten?"

It doesn't hurt to have his beard pulled, but this behavior is more like his own son.

Leng Yunlin said: "Amiao thinks we talk too much nonsense."

Fu Wenting: "..."

Fu Qingyu looked at Fu Wenting with piercing cat eyes.

The two were silent for a moment, but they didn't evade any more. Leng Yunlin spoke first: "This memorial is blatantly fooling me. If I really approve it, will the people really know my kindness?"

"It's really difficult."

"I have thought of two ways. One is to announce to the world that taxes will be reduced and exempted, and I will draw up regulations, and all states will implement them according to my regulations. Send imperial envoys to supervise the investigation secretly, collect evidence of his crimes, and take down the silverfish in one fell swoop."

Fu Wenting was not surprised. Ever since he caught himself by surprise with the decree, Fu Wenting knew that the emperor must not be willing to be a puppet, and even called the last sentence brave and resourceful.

He heard Leng Yunlin's meaning, the imperial envoy could be decided by him.

But is he really going to board His Majesty's ship?

Leng Yunlin also knew that Fu Wenting was considering this matter, so he didn't urge him, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Then he looked at Fu Qingyu, is Ah Miao so happy?

Fu Wenting thought about it for a while, and deliberately delayed Leng Yunlin. Fu Qingyu knew his father's ability to play tricks, so he stretched out his claws to pull his beard.

"Naughty." Fu Wenting stretched out his hand and gently flicked Fu Qingyu's brains, not angry, but teasing.

Leng Yunlin's brows and eyes are also gentle, Ah Miao really cares about him and cares about him.

He must treat Ah Miao more kindly in the future.

Fu Wenting thought for a moment: "Your Majesty, I have a merciless request."

"It's okay to talk to the left, but it doesn't matter."

"Although Qingyu is the queen appointed by His Majesty, she is a man after all. If His Majesty detests Qingyu one day, please don't blame him. Please let Qingyu go home." Fu Wenting stared at Leng Yunlin, "Your Majesty, Qing Yu is what I count on in this life, His Majesty will treat Qing Yu kindly, right?"

Hearing the meaning of Fu Wenting's words, Leng Yunlin couldn't help being a little envious. He was the same age as Fu Qingyu, and he had been struggling since he was a child.

There is no jealousy, after all, he is beautiful and can afford such favor.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be chosen by him as a teacher.

The only thing he didn't expect was that the boy was willing to marry him.

And because of the boy's wishes, Fu Wenting was also willing to help him.

Leng Yunlin felt a little guilty, could he afford this friendship and give it back?

Originally, he wanted to say that he had no intentions for Fu Qingyu and would let him out of the palace in the future, but Fu Qingyu was in a coma and things were going out of control, and Leng Yunlin also realized that his original thinking was still superficial.

If he told him his true intentions, Fu Wenting would definitely be furious.

After all, his son's reputation was ruined by himself.

So...or else he would visit Fu Qingyu more in the future, maybe he would develop a relationship.

Leng Yunlin swore secretly in his heart that he would definitely like Fu Qingyu and love him for the rest of his life.

Therefore, Leng Yunlin solemnly replied: "Don't worry, Prime Minister Zuo, Qingyu is my pick. I will definitely love him for the rest of my life, and won't let him suffer the slightest grievance. I will never repent if I say a word."

Only then was Fu Wenting satisfied.

Fu Qingyu was stupid, wait, what kind of nonsense is his father talking about, is there such a thing as cheating on his son!

The author has something to say: true father and son cheating

This wave of Linlin wins.