Regarding Nanling King Fengqingbai, Xiliang's envoys were at a loss.
As the subject of headaches, Feng Qingbai has no such consciousness at all.
Although he returned to Beijing, he didn't go to court. He stayed in the small courtyard of the palace all day long and did nothing. Just watching his little girl concocting medicine would be able to watch him all day.
Regarding this Liu Yusheng teased, the man has already begun to slack off, which is a manifestation of the phenomenon of getting older.
But Liu Yusheng only said this kind of teasing once, and then he didn't dare to say it again.
In one sentence, after she finished the medicine, the man practiced it, and spent the whole night telling her that being lax does not mean degeneration, let alone weak and disabled.
Called a history of blood and tears.
The Nanling King neglected government affairs and state affairs. The courtiers did not dare to accuse him. They worked hard every day to go to the court and tried to pretend that the Nanling King had not returned to the court. It was normal for a person who did not return to the court to appear in the court.
They are pretending to be serious, and people are almost mad with such sadness.
"No, no, not at all!" Quickly flipping through the memorials, Feng Mohan tried hard to find out the words that complained about Nanling King's failure to go to court, none of them!
He slammed those folds on the counter, Feng Mohan's face was black and angry, "It's all a group of people who are greedy for life and fear of death! Just say a word, even if you mention a few words vaguely, can the emperor give me this? Are they wearing small shoes?!"
That made him want to catch the emperor's uncle to help with government affairs, but he couldn't find an excuse!
What's the use of him wanting these rice buckets!
Not one caring! No one can save him a snack!
"Yes." Next to the counter, Liu Zhixia approved the copy without looking up, not at all frightened by the little emperor's anger.
Feng Mohan was stunned when he heard a word from him suddenly, "What will happen?"
"I can wear small shoes."
Feng Mohan, "..." With the temperament that the emperor's uncle must repay, he will indeed.
That's why he needs to find some excuses on the zigzag, otherwise he dare not rush to get rid of the mold.
How else could he be so frustrated? It was because he was anxious to want help from the emperor, so he didn't dare to be that early bird.
He is the emperor. Why does he lead the way for courtiers? He is the one who should be in the rear.
With a slight movement in his eyes, Feng Mohan looked at the conscientious man working hard, leaning over, "I know Uncle Xia—"
"The emperor, the official affairs of the ministers have been scheduled to mid-September. If there is still something to do, the emperor can find other courtiers to avoid the ministers from overwork and death. I am a big country in Nanling, and there are so many talents. Isn't the minister someone who can use it? The emperor's eyesight took the opportunity to dig out more talents and let the Xiliang barbarians see the strength of our country."
The little emperor's words were all stuck in his throat and couldn't be spit out.
He was dizzy, forgetting that Uncle Xia's shrewdness was not under the emperor's uncle, but that Uncle Xia had just been in and out of officialdom for a few years, and he still retained a little bit of humanity.
Now the uncle Huang has completely restocked him, and there are only two people who can use him, Zhi Xia and Yuan Lao.
On the side of Uncle Zhi Xia, he hit a nail, and there is still old Yuan Yuan, and he didn't even want to use it.
That old guy is over ninety years old, and he is frightened when he sees him walking in style, for fear that if his feet are unstable, people will fall, and the emperor will be on his back.
He will never do it.
Therefore, instead of calling Yuan Lao, he had to stay away as far as possible.
Thinking of this, Feng Mohan grabbed the ground, "It's boring, it's boring."
"Although the prince doesn't care about the matter now, but if he asks him to sit in the palace, he shouldn't refuse, do you want to send a message for the emperor to let the prince come to test the growth of the emperor during this period of time?"
Feng Mohan sits upright and draws a small stack of documents piled high in front of Liu Zhixia. "Uncle Zhi Xia said that I have dedicated my life to the country and society, and everything should be done by myself. I will review the papers and ask Uncle Zhi Xia to show mercy. "
"It's very comforting to see the emperor so diligent."
Comforting you-nephew's emperor brother! Feng Mohan laughed, and quietly lowered his head to work.
There are all unprovoked people around him, and he, the emperor, has done nothing but shit, unprecedented.
"By the way, the day for negotiating with Xiliang has been set. Tomorrow afternoon, it will be in the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Uncle Zhixia, what do you think will happen to Xiliang?"
"Didn't the emperor send someone to stare at the inn secretly?"
"We sent someone here to stare, and naturally we also know that we have been under surveillance, but no one can say anything about tacit things. Can we not do more after we have been under surveillance?"
"Don't worry, the prince is here."
A very perfunctory sentence, even the man who spoke did not lift his eyelids, and Feng Mohan was stunned.
There is no worries about the emperor's uncle.
Uncle Emperor is his Dinghai Shenzhen, the treasure of the country.
At this time, outside the gate of Nanling Palace, a carriage stopped, the curtain opened, and Ba Nian walked out of it.
Looking up, looking at the four big characters of Nanling Royal Palace hidden in the domineering plaque in front of the palace gate, Ba Nian flashed his eyes and walked forward.
"Banian, the envoy of Xiliang, came to visit King Nanling, please pass me your message."
"Ba Nian? But the emperor of Xiliang? Please wait, the younger one will go ahead." The concierge glanced at Ba Nian, and answered neither humble nor overbearing, and then went back to spread the word.
This reaction made Ba Nian's eyes darker by two points.
Even a small concierge in the mansion could not change his face after seeing his identity as Emperor Xiliang, it must be the calmness that he experienced after seeing countless big people.
The king of Nanling, the wind and green cypress. This person, the more he understands him, the more fearful he is.
"Oh? The emperor of Xiliang, please see me?" In the flower hall, the man who was jealous of the emperor of Xiliang was being asked to clean the little toys that the children played in the daytime, causing the floor of the flower hall to spill water.
This kind of thing is usually taken care of by the maidservant. Today, the majestic Prince Nanling is in trouble because he has annoyed his little girl.
I was too energetic last night, and now the little girl is looking for all kinds of things to consume his energy.
Dry the last building block and put it aside neatly. Feng Qingbai threw the rag in his hand and stood up.
"Let him wait. If people haven't left in the afternoon, please come in again."
"Yes." The porter respectfully exited.
The prince didn't say what excuses he would use to send people, but this kind of thing was his concierge's strong point, and he didn't need to teach him at all.
I have been a concierge in the palace for many years, and there are not thousands but hundreds of people who have been sent. They have great experience.
So after the concierge went out, he was simple and rude to the people at the door, "Our prince is accompanying the princess to place toys. We are too busy to entertain the distinguished guests. The prince said, you are free in the afternoon. If you are in a hurry, you may wish to first Waiting here, there is only an hour and a half left in the afternoon, not long."
At that moment, from Ba Nian, who had a good temper and patience, only a anger came from his heart to the top of his head.