Prime minister, Rongxian.
Speaking of the legend of the young prime minister, storytellers in the street can talk about it for three days and nights.
Born in the famous Jinghua Rong family, he is also the eldest son of incomparable dignity. When he was young, he became the prime minister and fought against the old Regent.
Some people say that a young prime minister's eyes can be more than half of Beijing's Flowing Clouds.
I don't know how many girls are looking forward to meeting the prime minister who is visiting in micro clothes. The snow-white Cape of Chilan Yushu is beautiful, but her eyebrows are alienated. With a touch of radian on her thin lips, she will be able to get drunk.
Of course, what we have seen is only this arc of politeness and alienation.
Youth deep ink cold pupil eyes, calm as the ancient Buddha, not touch the secular world, not stained with dust.
No one has ever seen him smile.
At this time, facing the Lord of the world and the emperor of the ninth five year plan, the young prime minister just raised his slender fingers, and his snow-white sleeves were like flowing clouds, and his voice was a little light:
"Your Majesty."
Yu Chu was his voice line a crisp, gently cough a sound, just raised his hand: "love Qing exemption."
Her voice, though slightly low, was still a little tender.
However, in the eyes of civil and military officials, the emperor was just a little baby. In addition, the original owner dressed as a man, and the Regent deliberately said that he was younger.
The young voice was not noticeable.
As for the future - the Regent either destroyed the voice with drugs and forced her to change her voice Or simply make her dumb, completely speechless.
Yu Chu raised his eyes and aimed at the young prime minister.
Rong Xian has a slender body, standing quietly, and her eyebrows and eyes are bright and bright, like a beautiful and cold bamboo.
White is a very monotonous color, but in this person, it is just like a handful of snow, delicate and cold.
"Why did your majesty summon the minister?"
He asked faintly. His eyes fell on the emperor dressed in dragon robes, but he did not show respect. In addition to his indifference, he only showed some polite alienation.
Yu Chu turned his head and looked at the old eunuch.
The old eunuch was looking at her eagerly, as if expecting how she would win the favor of the prime minister.
Yu Chu turned his head and looked at the ladies.
They all bowed their heads in deference, but they also unconsciously brought a little shame.
Yu Chu turned back, coughed, and raised his eyebrows:
"I'm looking for you to discuss the affairs of the harem."
As soon as this sentence was uttered, the maids all stared in amazement and thought they had heard it wrong.
The old eunuch was also stunned.
There was a strange silence on the hall for a while. Only the little emperor was still smiling, holding his hands and gently crossing the jade ring on his thumb with his forefinger.
After a few seconds, Rongxian slightly tilted his head, 3000 ink hair with his movement, the voice of the youth is still shallow: "this matter, do not belong to the minister."
Slender white fingers, gently picked up the snow-white sleeves, young eyelashes down, shallow way: "if there is no other thing, I will leave."
After listening to the words of the little emperor, the old eunuch secretly pinched his sweat. At this time, the prime minister didn't care, so he was relieved.
However, he heard his own emperor say: "I give you the affairs of the harem, you have to manage."
“……”
The old eunuch's breath stuck in his throat, and the palace people looked at each other in horror.
Everyone thought the little puppet emperor was crazy.
How dare you talk to the prime minister like this?
He was the son of an aristocratic family with power, and even the Regent had to yield to a powerful figure of three.
But it makes people After the palace?
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