Chapter 787

Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows: "how dare you give me such a worthless thing! Don't put it!" song Ningyu glanced at the beggar shrinking in the corner. His eldest grandson was innocent and felt bad. It was worth thousands of gold and his salary for decades!

Bang. With a small sound, the black green jade Ruyi fell into the beggar's bowl. The man stared at the broken bowl in ragged clothes. Yu Ruyi, who was almost blind in the sun, was stunned.

When he recovered, the carriage had disappeared all the way.

The eldest sun Wuxie looked at the handle of the dark green jade Ruyi with a face of flesh pain, and smoked at the corners of his mouth. Your majesty, the black sheep of the family, it's a golden thing to throw away! I love him! How little money you feel when you use it!

Fu di? It's a gift from your majesty. You can't exchange it for gold! A month's salary is 80 gold, plus the food and things to support the servants in the house. Even if he saves 80 gold a month, he will save it for decades!

Song Ningyu saw his eldest sun Wuxie's face hurt, raised his lips and smiled.

He Hua sat in front of another window and looked at the endless coastline. He became calm and quiet.

The carriage stopped straightly in front of the mehti family's house, and immediately someone came forward and respectfully guarded in front of the carriage.

He Lianxing smiled and got off the horse. He glanced at the respectful housekeeper and nodded faintly: "you don't have to send someone to serve. You can go to the back mountain for lunch."

The tone was cold and shallow, with a dignity. The housekeeper, who was in his prime of life, glanced at a group of people who came down from the carriage, with a twelve point smile on his face: "yes."

The Sakura tree of the Mehdi family is the most famous in the imperial island. The flowers of xunga flower bloom like blood, snow, clouds and clouds, but they are gorgeous. Now it is winter snow, the flowers in the Mehdi family have withered. The little doctor looked around curiously and asked questions with Helian Xing's smiling hand.

The lovely and charming appearance attracted countless slaves to measure their eyes. There was some contempt and ridicule in the eyes, but they only dared to look with a pair of eyes occasionally, and then hurried by.

Didn't the woman see that Lord Wang didn't like her? Still trying to drag Lord Wang Zun!

Which noble family is that handsome and elegant young master? He was born so beautiful

Lianqing stood quietly beside song Ningyu, stretched out her hand to wrap him in a woolen cloak and got out of the carriage, but it was going to be much colder.

On the corridor of the Mohe emperor, there were slaves melting the ice with hot water, and some were pouring the sea water from the sea. Song Ningyu stepped lightly on the jade ground above the corridor. Looking closely, the cherry blossoms carved on the ground were lifelike.

Through the cumbersome corridors, the eldest sun Wuxie sighed: "Lord Wang's mansion is really a pavilion with five steps and eight steps. There is a beautiful landscape in it, and there is a green shade ring and a green attic outside."

He Lianxing smiled and raised his eyebrows: "over the years, the old prime minister has a lot of corruption."

The eldest sun looked at the jade floor and his eyes lit up in an instant. He had no money, but others had money! Isn't that what he Lianxing said with a smile? Think about it, the eldest sun Wuxie felt that he was too stupid!

It is clear that he is a generation of loyal officials and good people, so he was taken astray by a light and easy to write word from Lord Helian! Song Ningyu, the eldest sun Wuxie Dynasty, brushed his hand and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to deal with!"

Song Ningyu glanced inexplicably. He Lianxing smiled and nodded. A faint smile rose in his cold eyes: "Aiqing has worked hard and made great achievements. I must choose a auspicious day to discuss with Wang Zun about the salary increase."

At 80 Jin, song Ningyu touched her chin. She was not familiar with the money in the imperial island.

He Lianxing smiled and looked at the figure of his eldest sun Wuxie who suddenly ran away. A trace of cunning crossed the air: "now the silver in the Treasury in the house is empty, and I will get the help of Zuo Xiang in the future. I believe that this empty loss will come back soon."

Song Ningyu picked his eyebrows. This move was cruel enough. The National Treasury was empty and lost a lot when he was in the hands of King Che. In addition, the prime minister also embezzled a lot, so he lost even more. If there was such a left prime minister who collected money and copied a home, wouldn't the money come back?

He Lianxing smiled at that thought, and song Ningyu couldn't help but thumbs up. It's really high!

If he didn't want to get a wife and son, it's estimated that sun Wuye, the Prime Minister of Zuo, wouldn't take the step of being a traitor!

He Hua doesn't know the government. He doesn't know what riddles the two people are playing. As the two people go through the winding corridor all the way to a mountain pass, they come to a mountain pass. From the mountain pass, they can see the shadow of the trees and the snow. The snow reflects the warm sunshine, slowly turns into water and drops from the trees.

Bingmu was held in his arms by the building fire and looked at the melting mountain scenery all the way. Bingmu murmured, "the winter of Huangdao is going to pass." that is to say, the new year is coming.

In the first half of a month, it will be the new year.

Everything that has happened in these three years will have a new end.

Since the new year will be in half a month, the original opening of the island was delayed, but the political laws were dealt with again and the day of opening the island was re selected.

The back mountain of mehedi nationality is a small valley with ups and downs. The terrain of the valley is a little low. When the three foot thick snow reaches the valley, only the melted snow marks are left.

Flowers and plants are sending out strange beauty in the sun, as if they are attracting people to look at each other.

Song Ningyu looked at the Buddha falling flowers all over the mountain and pulled them from the corners of his mouth. This is really the same as the seven color flowers. The mountain is full of flowers!

In order to remove the poison of mantuo flowers for Gong Zilin, song Ningyu also exhausted his mind, but he didn't expect that the medicine in Huangdao was so neat!

The new year's time in Huangdao and inland is the same, so at this time, song Ningyu is not only busy, but also busy in the imperial palace of Tangguo. Mu Qianxun asked Gong Zilin more than once why song Ningyu didn't come back. Gong Zilin never said anything. Now mu Qianchen dismissed the prime minister, leaving only Feng Wuxin as the prime minister in Tangguo.

Fortunately, Feng's unintentional ability is amazing, and he is indeed the best candidate to be the prime minister. Since Tang Huang returned to Tang state, the whole person has become more cold and ruthless, and his means of doing things are more ruthless than song Ningyu, who once hunted and killed all his ministers!

For a moment, the whole court was in danger, and the matter at hand naturally reached the extreme. It had been more than a month, and the ministers were used to the gloomy and uncertain mood of Gong Zilin.

In the words of prime minister Feng, that is, the Emperor just lost the queen. It's hard for him. If you can accept more, you can accept some.

This day, Na Mu Chihiro came to the door of the imperial study again. Shuanghe wiped the sweat on his face and looked at Song Ningyu with a worried face.