"Uncle Zhixia, you have to help me figure out a solution. I grew up watching you. You really can't leave me alone!"
"You said there is any way for me to go to Xinghua Village without being punished by the emperor?"
"If I told the emperor directly, he would definitely not agree. Every time I wrote to Xinghua Village before, I must mention that I wanted to go to Xinghua Village. The emperor never agreed."
After the morning of that day, Feng Mohan hid all Yiying's government affairs copywriting, and haunted Liu Zhixia to chatter endlessly.
Today, I don’t want to give out a charter, and I don’t want to find a way. Everyone should not be busy with business affairs.
Liu Zhixia had a headache because of being entangled. The dignified emperor made this kind of temper really naive. Didn't he feel it himself
"The emperor, there is no way." After giving the answer again, Liu Zhixia got up and wanted to leave.
Anyway, staying here can't do anything, the emperor hid the copywriting memorials and so on. Since you can't handle government affairs normally, it's better to go home to accompany Yuzheng and Maodou.
"Uncle Zhi Xia, don't leave! The matter hasn't been finished yet!" Feng Mohan rushed to hold him back.
Liu Zhixia's face turned black, and she tried to lift the person she was pressing on, gritted her teeth, "You want to go in and out of the palace freely, there is one, and there is only one. After giving birth to an heir, after the heir succeeds, you want to go wherever you want. Row!"
"..."
"The ladies who were drafted into the palace in March, I heard that they have not yet been called to go to bed, the emperor, as long as you don't slack off, the offspring is just around the corner. Good, good, hard work!"
Taking advantage of the little emperor's stiffness, Liu Zhixia was finally able to get away.
And the little emperor in the Imperial Study Room took a long time to return his expression, and grabbed the lap of the eunuch beside him with one hand, "How does Master Liu know that I have not yet called the newly elected nun to sleep in? You said it?"
"The emperor has been wronged, the emperor! The slave is against the emperor..."
This time, Feng Mohan kicked out before finishing talking on the small board, "Put me in front of me? Who else can you have? Go!"
Xiaoban, "..." He was really wronged this time, it was not what he said!
Although the prince has left Beijing, he still has a lot of eyeliners inside and outside the palace. What can the emperor do to keep the prince from his eyes
Knowing that it was the eyeliner telling the news, but also wronged him, the emperor is just picking up the persimmon!
Feeling uneasy, the small board dog is bold, "So why don't you call the rookie maid to bed, the emperor? You are slowing down!"
After speaking, he slipped out like the wind, not daring to stop one step.
Feng Mohan was so angry that he fell down.
The courageous little eunuch! Dare to say he sabotaged? !
The co-author is in the eyes of a little eunuch, he is also a stallion serving the harem? right
right!
Tired of throwing himself into the armchair, Feng Mohan stared at the carved beams of the roof.
Here is magnificent and magnificent everywhere, and some people even spent their entire lives trying to enter this place. For this reason, they broke their lives and lost their lives.
And he stayed here, but felt that this place everyone yearns for is more like a cage.
When others look at him, he is the master here.
He sees himself as a slave here.
Rubbing the red eye sockets and pressing the grievances that came from his eyes forcibly, Feng Mohan grabbed the pen and paper and wrote and painted on it.
The emotion reached a critical point inexplicably, and even what he drew and wrote, and finally he couldn't understand it himself.
"Come here, pass this to Xinghua Village."
A ghost symbol, let the emperor burn his mind.
Let him not hurt him at all, hum.
…
It was May when Feng Qingbai got the ghost painting talisman.
At that time, the family members were sitting in the courtyard enjoying the last sunset glow in the sky after dinner.
Talking and laughing is extremely lively.
Liu Yusheng was sitting next to Feng Qingbai, watching him open the letter. After the letter was unfolded, she curled her mouth directly, "This painting is really abstract."
"Yeah." Feng Qingbai finished reading the letter and squeezed it into pieces. "The kid has a temper."
"Troublesome? Do you understand?" Liu Yusheng was surprised and convinced the man.
After she practiced for another round, she couldn't reach the height of Feng Qingbai.
That's not the human brain, it's the intellectual brain.
"How can you destroy it after reading it? Let us see what Xiao Feng'er said anyway!" Qian Wanjin stretched his neck long, just to glance at the content of the letter, eight hexagrams, and he just glanced to the side. , The letter paper was shattered into dregs.
"No, grandpa and grandma haven't read it yet. Xiao Feng'er didn't mention family members in his letter?"
"It's as if it's a secret written in the letter, but the people sitting here are all my own, Feng Qingbai, you're not out of sight."
Whenever it finds an opportunity, the trio will never let go of the chance that might succumb to the wind and the green cypress.
As it is now, spare no effort to provoke separation.
Feng Qingbai swept away a few people, "Let's show you, do you understand?"
"We haven't read it yet, how do you know we don't understand it!"
"Feng Mohan said in his letter that he missed grandpa and grandma, and also missed a few uncles and aunts. Now there is nothing important in Beijing, so I want to come over and relax for a few days." Feng Qingbai said to the family first. One of the elders said, and then turned to the other three, "The letter did not mention you, and the royal letter rarely mentions the second."
A word stabbed the hornet's nest, the pony fell to the ground, and the four people threw themselves into a ball, and the gun smoke was everywhere.
The others were extremely calm about this scene. They watched too much, and couldn't even pretend to be shocked. Anyway, the final result will always be only one.
In terms of force value, only Qin Xiao could barely match Feng Qingbai in the entire compound. But Qin Xiao is getting older and doesn't like fighting anymore, and he is about to be a father when he is old, and he has become more self-cultivating.
Fighting, killing, killing, that is a young man's business, he does not mix.
"Axiu, Xiao Feng'er is coming over, do you agree or not?" Old Lady Liu asked hurriedly, remembering the most important point.
"Things have been arranged over there, it's okay to leave for a few days." Between the fights, the man in the crowd still had time to reply, which shows that he can do it with ease.
When she got a definite answer, Old Lady Liu beamed her eyebrows, "Oh, if Xiao Feng'er can really come back and take a look, it will be a good feeling. The old lady hasn't seen him for a long time, and I don't know if the person has grown taller or fatter. "
"Mother, Ashiu hasn't replied yet. It will take more than half a month for the letter to come back. Even if Xiao Feng'er comes, it will be at least the end of June in mid-June. Don't be in a hurry. Some have time to prepare." Liu Dao calmed down a little bit, seeing the old lady just got up and went to clean up the room to make preparations, and was busy calling people.
"Your mother is impatient, saying that the wind is rain. I haven't been able to change it for decades." The old man laughed and complained, and then said, "Fortunately, the yard has been expanded again. Xiao Feng'er will really have a place to live. , I’m not busy, just come out the whole room when the time is almost up."
When the topic turned to Feng Mohan, the family sighed.