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Ming Xiluo looked at this man and looked inside. He had military affairs to deal with, and was still making noise about such trivial matters.

What's even more helpless is that the prince must not be beaten to death at this juncture. Now it is not the case before. The prince can rule tyranny, but he must not be foolish. Moreover, after finally achieving it, the prince scattered his heart because of this matter. Wouldn't he regard their past efforts as a joke!

Ming Xiluo looked at Lord Wang who was about to die and resolutely said, "Please go and report it again."

"Sir Ming, why bother..."

"Please report again, my father-in-law."

Shou Kang looked at Lord Wang next to him: "Mr. Wang, why bother with your worries Lord Ming--"

"Be accomplice for the tiger! A beast is not as good as a beast-" Wang Daren's breath was weak, but he was full of swearing: "Touch your conscience and ask, who is going to be unfavorable to the country? The prince is surrounded by you villains, so he blinds the holy hearing and cannot open his eyes!"

Shoukang wanted to kick this old guy to death, who would deceive the holy listen! The prince kept stopping! These pedantic old guys didn't know how they had a brain. On the one hand, they had to advise, and on the other hand, they felt that the prince was wrong was the fault of these villains! How could they follow the prince and make mistakes!

Shoukang wants to say that he will die!

"Please report again, my father-in-law."

Shoukang threw away his sleeves, angry and helpless, but he still had to do what he should do.

Liang Gongxu's face was slightly dark, and his tone was sarcastic: "Who gave him the courage to plead for these people again and again."

Shoukang did not answer the conversation.

"It's just a few yards, a few farms, things that can't be built yet? What does it mean to have empty treasury? It's still empty to raise so many things. Should I kill all the useless things?"

Shoukang lowered his head, humble and cowardly.

When Liang Gongxu was most annoying to him, some people said it was something he gave to Xinci. These people did not raise their hands to agree with him, and felt that they were less generous and even suffered a lot and hatred. They felt that he had done something unforgivable.

Are they tired of living? They forgot who made them famous? I don’t know what the Emperor is? Are they? Those who are a little sensible should now give advice to the Princess’s Beiyuan, contribute their wisdom, and find ways to give her the best experience in the palace, instead of pointing fingers here and not knowing what they say! "Let him get out." He has established the three palaces!

After a while, Master Shoukang hurriedly came to report again, looked at the prince carefully, and said, "Your Highness, Lord Ming wants to take the remaining eighty whips for Lord Wang."

Liang Gongxu was about to be angry and laughed: "He wants to be the prime minister."

The hall was silent, and Shoukang had no words. Everyone knew that at this time, Lord Ming just didn't want to spread rumors of tyranny of the East Palace. The prince only had three palaces he wanted to build. The two of them considered the nature of the problem, so how could they talk together?

The hall was quiet, and there was nothing except the sound of Liang Gongxu stroking the snail shell.

Master Shoukang was waiting quietly. If he couldn't, he could only be like God's will.

Liang Gongxu didn't mind beating anyone, let alone Mingxiluo wanted to win people's hearts, so he was sure. Although these old things were pedantic, they were loyal to the court like faith. He wanted to see what benefits Mingxiluo could get: "It's accurate."

Father-in-law Shoukang breathed a sigh of relief in an instant.

Liang Gongxu glanced at him.

Master Shou Kang smiled and said, "The Empress said, "Your Highness will bring the flower wine when you come back."

Liang Gongxu's expression calmed slightly.

Shoukang hurriedly retreated, and the old guy was dead if he hit him twice!

...

Xiang Xinci came back at noon and stepped into the bedroom. Before she could change her clothes, she received the news and couldn't help but look at Shanqi.

Aunt Qin took off her coat for the lady.

Shanqi lowered his head, and he asked someone to ask, "Mr. Wang is fine, but Master Ming is whipped eighty times."

Xiang Xinci felt inexplicably confused and couldn't help but laugh: "How many yards are built? What about them?"

The gorgeous dress slid off her snow-white wrists, and the red hairpin on her head was also taken off.

Shanqi lowered his head. To be honest, he felt that it was just a few yards, but not well built, and it might not be worthy of their Miss Seven.

Although Di Lu didn't hear Shanqi speak, he still looked at Shanqi. The prince and his subordinates thought about the problem...

A purple silk flower pleated Ruyi trousered shirt was worn through her green onion arms and put on Xiang Xinci.

Aunt Qin was about to wear a belt for the lady.

Xiang Xinci waved her hand impatiently and sat on the seat, her face turned cold: "After they made such a fuss, it's not my fault or my fault now. It's all my fault that I'm not good enough, are you indulging in enjoyment, right?"

Aunt Qin squatted down carefully, avoided the lady's hand, and helped the lady with a silk embroidered belt, tied it into a bow, hanging on the lady's waist, and holding the lady's waist.

The people in the bedroom lowered their heads: "..." No one answered.

Xiang Xinci's face was not good-looking, so he was annoyed by those who made a small matter like a big deal, and he insisted on showing their loyalty!

Aunt Qin took the jewelry tree, turned around, picked a golden silk shaking from the gem, and sank into the lady's hair. The gilded hollow gold ears fell in the lady's ears, and the shiny rays were flowing.

Aunt Qin knew that the lady was probably angry and did not dare to exert force. She moved carefully and cautiously to avoid adding fuel to the fire.

Xiang Xinci was so frustrated that these people didn’t know how long it took to build, how long it took to choose a site. It was a long process. It would not be completed in one year, but it would not be possible for two years. It would be possible for more than ten or twenty years. It would not be like drinking their blood and digging their meat!

And you can't say it well! You have to kneel at the entrance of the East Palace!

Xiang Xinci sometimes annoyed Ming Xiluo, but he felt that they were too bored. They seemed to have paranoia all day long, as if they did something on their own, which would lead to the collapse of the Daliang Kingdom. Daliang simply collapsed!
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