Not only was there no one to serve him, but he had never seen such a disagreeable person after living for so long. On the one hand, he wanted to hold power, but on the other hand, he showed no desires and no desires: "I also asked someone to check it out. He only had the house on Dongwen Street, which was very strict with his family. Only the eldest brother of the Ming family got him 200 taels of silver. All the industries under his name were used to raise Eagle Strikes, and there was no private property. Other houses on Dongwen Street were in the name of the East Palace, and the people living in Eagle Strikes."

In other words, he has been an official for many years, plus one person with more than ten thousand people for two years, and he only has one private property. On the surface, this is a real-life and honest and desireless official? Do you believe it?

Zhu Zhiliang naturally didn't believe it. Ming Xiluo did not have the temperament of a pure minister, and he was smooth in his work, sophisticated in the court, and knew how to adapt to people and things. It was a joke to say that such a person was a honest minister. "I can only say that this person has a big plan?"

"It may not be possible." The emperor was in poor health, the prince was in sight, and the emperor's grandson was too young. Is it worth mentioning where the future ministers would be selected among the court officials?

"The Ninth Prince may not agree."

"The prince also has time to grow old..." Besides, the prince has never had the intention to be emperor and may not be willing to care about these matters, not to mention that Mingxiluo has no exact shortcomings, and the prince has no need to object.

...

As the sunset came to an end, flocks of birds returned to the forest, and the palace lanterns in the villa were lit up. Baozhu Villa hid her face like a shy girl and left the door shyly and timidly.

Xiang Xinci had dinner and half lying on the golden silk wooden lounge chair under the pavilion. Her long hair scattered down. Her snow-white fingers pinched the crimson purple fan handle and looked at the galaxy in the sky. Her expression was quiet. The moonlight fell on her jade-like face, as if it was covered with silver light.

"It's so beautiful... the moon is like a bead in the plate, the soul of the star breaking moon..." There is nothing to regret if it can stop forever.

Lin Wujing quietly stepped forward and put a thin blanket next to the crown princess' waist.

Xiang Xinci looked at him carelessly.

Lin Wujing calmed down and said: "Empress, the weather is cold..."

Xiang Xinci only looked at a pair of black eyebrows, and suddenly remembered the four words "flying into the temples", which were a bunch of slightly firm eyebrows.

Xiang Xinci did not refuse and withdrew his gaze slightly.

Lin Wujing took back his hand and took a step back pretending to be calm.

Xiang Xinci slowly shook the grape fan in her hand and remembered something: "Will there be a polo game in two days?"

Aunt Qin brought mung bean soup over.

Lin Wujing respectfully said: "Go back to Empress, yes."

"How is it, do you have confidence?"

"I'm practicing recently and I will definitely not disappoint the Empress."

Aunt Qin put mung bean soup in a snow-white bone porcelain bowl, a green cup.

Xiang Xinci held in her hand, but she had no intention of drinking: "You have learned polo."

"Can you get a little bit."

Xiang Xinci smiled. He dared to say that he was a little more good at speaking, so he naturally had confidence in the skills. He slowly took a sip of the sweet soup and put the soup cup back: "Are you from Taifu Lin's house?"

"Back to the queen, yes."

When Aunt Qin heard this, she looked at Commander Lin by taking advantage of the movement of getting up, and then looked down.

Xiang Xinci thought of something, and smiled between her delicate eyebrows, and she looked relaxed and leisurely: "Your grandpa played very well."

Lin Wujing responded to nature: "Impress remembered it."

Xiang Xinci smiled and shook her head. The main reason was that Liang Gongxu pulled Master Lin and refused to let him go that day, and insisted that Master Lin defeat her: "Do you know how to play chess?"

Lin Wujing's heartbeat when he heard this, and then controlled his calmness well: "Great Empress, I understand a little bit, but I can't compare with my grandfather."

Xiang Xinci was not surprised. Taifu Lin was devoted to studying and had a lot of love for chess skills. He was called the Daliang national player. As long as his descendants did not study, how could they spend time on Qimen skill? It was normal that they were not as good as grandfather.

Xiang Xinci looked at the night outside the sky again, and the galaxy fell on the dark silk, as bright as the sun broken by the Milky Way.

Lin Wujing suddenly spoke: "Does the Empress want to have a game?"

When Xiang Xinci heard this, his eyes slowly fell on him.

Aunt Qin folded the silk handkerchief in her hand, as if she didn't hear it.

Lin Wujing still maintained a questioning posture, with a natural expression and no intention of giving in.

Xiang Xinci didn't dare to say that she was sensitive to certain things, but Lin Wujing's chance made it difficult for her to not think too much.

Xiang Xinci's eyes fell on Talin Wujing without restraint.

Lin Wujing still kept his posture as before and was motionless, with no desire or storm, and it seemed that he was just asking a question that was normal.

Xiang Xinci withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, and there was a trace of charming and frivolity in his eyes: "Okay."

Lin Wujing breathed a sigh of relief, but only he knew why he mentioned this tone. Now he fell down again. He showed calmness to the outside world.

In the eyes of the Crown Princess, the little boy who teases Song Zining in his hands is naturally interesting and fun, but it can only be fun and fun.

He had no intention of following Song Zining's route, and he was destined to be unsuccessful.

Aunt Qin had already set up the chessboard, stepped aside, and looked at Jiao Ying from the place where no one was paying attention.

Jiao Ying was wronged. She had just stepped forward to put on a thin blanket for the Crown Princess, but... Who knew that Commander Lin was one step ahead.

Besides, with Song Zining's affairs before, it is not that difficult to understand that Commander Lin has such an idea. After all, their empress is so beautiful and beautiful. Not to mention that Commander Lin has ideas, she has served her master for so many years, and she can't help but feel moved every time.

Commander Lin means that... isn't it reasonable...

Aunt Qin asked her to be honest.

Jiao Ying lowered her head calmly. She and Aunt Qin were powerless at all. It would be better to pretend that they didn't see it. I don't know. Aunt Qin... also pretended that nothing happened, why did she glar at herself?

Xiang Xinci slightly turned sideways, still half lying on the rattan chair, and his eyes fell on the person half kneeling beside the chessboard with a smile. He found that the child was really beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, and the man's toughness and handsomeness just highlighted his gender.

The waist...is not bad, the legs are very long. Squatting there seems to be aggrieved him, especially the calm and composed look on his face is the most interesting.

He clearly took the initiative to mention it, but he looked like he did nothing. This kind of different appearance and Xiang Zhuyuan was inexplicably similar, and it was as awkward.

Xiang Xinci's smile on the corner of her mouth became stronger.

Lin Wujing felt that the Crown Princess was in a good mood, but did not look up. He pushed Bai Zi to the Crown Princess with both hands, and his voice was as calm as before: "Please, Empress."

Xiang Xinci laughed out loud.
Chapter completed!