Everyone has different thoughts. King Zhao is eager to make contributions, and Hao Fenglou wants to make contributions, but he knows that this war is always the leader. It is really a bit insincere to follow the back to fight Qiufeng. It is better to sit in the back and wait for His Majesty to return triumphantly, and it is okay to give him a flattery easily. For example, if you are a martial virtue, you will be happy, it is better to eat wind and sand outside, and hide and seek with the Oirat and the Tatars in the snow.

So Hao Fenglou was relaxed. Since he didn't have to leave the confinement, he had a big heart and had a drink every day to interact with people. The main targets he negotiated were some prisoners in Beijing.

Most of these prisons have a characteristic, just like the Ming Dynasty in later generations, an official from a certain department in Nanjing, with one word... bitter.

Because this is the Biandu, the Biandu means that the emperor may not be able to stay here for one day for 65 days. Since no one is there, there must be someone watching the other palace, so they appeared.

They were neglected. Although they had no worries about food and clothing, they could never approach the center of power. Beijing City was no better than Jinling. Summer was windy and sandy and winter was snowy. Even if there were no nobles, everything there had to be orderly and spotless. The life was boring and there was no chance of pretending to be a tiger. Beijing also had six ministries, and Beijing Censors, who were also the censors, relying on their mouths to make a living, to win applause from others, criticizing current ills are easy to be disliked by the big guys in the cabinet, and calling out a name to scold a stolen official and offending others. If you are not careful, you may have to fall in, but if you want to be in the position, you must find a target.

Therefore, these famous and surnamed prisons in Beijing have become the target of public criticism. It’s better to scold them. First, the prisons and prisons are different, and Zhao Zhong and Wang Zhong are different. Zheng He and Yang He are also different. If Zhao Zhong and Zheng He are in power like this, you can scold him. If they are less scrupulous and can strangle you to death by the opportunity, but Wang Zhong and Yang He in Beijing are glamorous on the surface. Some of the prisons are not small in the Forbidden City in Beijing. In fact, he is just a fart. In the palace without an emperor, it is even worse than the fart. Therefore, there is no danger to scold you. Not only is there no danger, but it can also meet people’s psychological needs. Throughout the dynasties, cursing eunuchs are the main entertainment items for literati and doctors. After countless years of baptism, as well as the various experiences passed down by the predecessors, various cursing methods have long been introduced. As the saying goes, keeping pace with the times, the censors of Beijing Taoism are even more determined, continuing the past, cursing tricks and level.

The most painful thing in life is this. It is obvious that the group of people without eggs in Jinling who do bad things. Although they have no eggs, they don’t have a chance to do bad things. As a result, they are scolded every day, and they curse themselves all over the place. They also involve their ancestors and their descendants who will never be able to have. They are tied to the pillar of shame every day, and the taste of spitting at them and urinating everywhere is really bad, so most of these people have a bitter melon face, and they keep away from everyone they see.

But now it is different. There is a Marquis of Haiwei, oh... It is said that there is a very large force. An old man is a Duke who is deeply loved by His Majesty. He wears a pair of pants with His Highness Zhao and is also holding the Jinyiwei in his mother's hands. Such a person is usually like stars, like the moon, visible and intangible.

Now, not only did I see it, but I touched it, but when I was paying my own money, I even asked someone to ask me to leave the palace for a drink.

Liu Huan, the head seal supervisor of Beijing Duzhijian, was very moved. He ate the wine and baked the charcoal basin, and his whole body became hot. Seeing that the marquis was not fighting to call him brothers, Liu Huan was happy. Life is like this, and it seems that nothing is worth regretting if he cut it.

After drinking, the marquis naturally asked Liu Huan about it, whether there was anyone at home, when did you enter the palace, how could you be clean? The treasure was still hidden or not, oh, you are working in the palace, by the way, Princess Jing lives in which hall, did you see her? What was her face? Did she see her? Did she see her? Brother, there is a letter here, haha... kid, who do you think I am a marquis, and I am so obscene

Are you ashamed? This letter is all about discussions about etiquette and morality. I have always heard that the Princess of Jing Kingdom is familiar with the Four Women's Books. Benhou has also been involved in this, so he wrote a letter to discuss it with her. Oh, yes, there is a ingot of gold here. My husband has many family members. We are friends and friends, as light as water. When we first met, we didn't have anything to come to the table for a meeting gift. This ingot of gold is as light as water, and my father-in-law's power will be accepted. What, you dare not, Mr. Liu, Ben

Hou Jing is your character, so why don’t you dare to send a letter? A few days ago, the owner of the Beijing household of the Jinyiwei came to report that someone stole the imperial objects in the palace and came to sell them. Is this a matter? If this matter is thoroughly investigated, many people will die, Eunuch Liu... No, friend Liu, you and I are in the south of the world and the other are in the north of the earth. Now you can sit together and drink and have fun. This is fate. What is fate? Buddha said: In the past life

Five times of looking back can only bring you a passerby in this life. You can cross the same boat in ten years and sleep together in the same year. You and I can be friends. There is no one thousand in the past life, but the eyes are intertwined. Such fate and such friendship, do you say you are unwilling to do it? You are just friends with this hou? The word "friend" is so worthless in your eyes. We have crossed boats together in the past life, and even these Xu Xiaobing is unwilling to help? Are there any laws and laws of the heavenly rulers and etiquette?

Liu Huan was drunk when he ate this wine. I don’t know how much soup he poured. Anyway, he finally put the golden ingot in his arms and hid his letters close to his body, and he entered the palace crookedly.

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The huge snow in the Forbidden City was flying, and the snow was blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes. The glazed tiles were covered with snow. Under the intrigue eaves, there were ice, and the ice dripping with water, rushing down. All the people seemed to be dead, but only the little wintersweet was still blooming. The weak petals swayed in the whirlwind north wind, but they were still unruly attached to the branches.

Ling Xue just looked at Xue like this. There was not much color in her eyes. She used to be ice, but today she stood here, and merged with the cold and frozen things. She was indescribable harmony. She... was still still ice, as if she could emit cold air.

The fluffy cloak on his body was already filled with snow, so it was a little wet, and the phoenix hairpin on his head and temples made a tinging sound in the wind.

But Ling Xue was just looking at the wintersweet, but she was crazy.

"Your Highness, it's cold outside."

Ling Xue seemed to have not realized it.

She has many thoughts, many things to say, and many things buried in her heart, but now she only has plum blossoms...

"Your Highness...Your Highness..."

But at this time, someone came on the snow.

The people who came to see each other looked at each other, but they all knew that Liu Huan, the chief of the seal supervisor.

Liu Huan woke up and remembered the incident. Then he began to regret, such a bullshit, a bullshit friend, a bullshit look back, a damn, this time he fell, and he became the girl who passed on a letter to someone in the play of Tsingmei, and was secretly sending out a love story. He took the risk of killing his head and making a matchmaker. Anyone who cuts that thing into being a matchmaker?

But when Liu Huan saw the gold ingot, he sighed. He knew in his heart that if he got the benefits of the noble man and received the gold from him, if he did not do anything to others, his bones would be broken up. The left one was dead, and the right one was dead. He had to bite the bullet and deliver the things.

As soon as he arrived at the Princess Jing Kingdom's bedroom, a palace servant scolded him: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Liu Huan."

"Oh, Eunuch Liu, but I don't know what's wrong..."

"I requested to see the Princess of Jing State and ask for a meeting if you have important matters."

This request is a bit stupid. If you are a prisoner, what should you do when you see the Princess of Jing Kingdom?

Fortunately, Liu Huan was in the palace at least, so the palace maid didn't dare to offend him, so he let him in.

"I have met Your Highness, Liu Huan."

Ling Xue looked back, very cold.

"I have a letter, which is...it is entrusted by a man who said he was his old friend, cough cough..."

"Give it..."

Liu Huan is gone.

Ling Xue returned to the bedroom, and the bedroom was so warm that even her whole body couldn't help but get warm.

She opened the letter.

There are many words in the letter. She was serious, reading every word, repeatedly considering and positioning. The last sentence was very profound - 'For the sake of the child, you must be good, and I will be good, one day..."

Seeing this, tears fell down and fell on the letter paper.

Have to be fine.

The ice and snow seemed to melt, turned into ice water, and gradually evaporated.

The delicate body trembled slightly, but it couldn't help but feel a little more warm.

"I will be fine..." The voice murmured.

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Chapter completed!