Chapter 308

The drama between the seventh Prince and Jing Zhaoyin has made the whole capital panic.

When Xiaobai was in a bad mood, he took the gambler to vent his anger. Especially the Fufeng courtyard where the son of Fufeng was elected.

Moreover, the officials did not dare to go to the small places where they had fun.

The courtiers went to the emperor to cry, but emperor Qing could only bite the corner of his clothes and cry: "I'm sorry for all the ancestors, but let all the officials suffer from this kind of pain."

Now it seems that we can only let the seventh prince give up willingly and go out of the White House by himself, or let Xiaobai suddenly blind and take a fancy to the seventh prince.

However, it seems that it is more difficult to get through these two roads than to go to heaven.

After a silence.

Emperor Qing sighed deeply: "otherwise, we can only invite him back."

"He..." Taifu's face turned pale. "Your Majesty, I suddenly feel that I'm old and weak. Please go home!"

Emperor Qing glared at him: "no! Yesterday, Taifu said that it was in the prime of the spring and Autumn period. "

The Minister of rites cried: "I want to die, too!"

Emperor Qing snorted: "you are only twenty-seven."

The court was in a state of mourning, and the emperor patted the table: "no one is allowed to run!"

This little news soon spread all over the capital. Everyone was shocked. Many people were ready to pack up and run.

When Qi Rong, the fourth prince, received the news, Xue Du was beside him and asked curiously, "prince, who is the emperor going to invite back? Why are you so frightened?"

"You don't know?" Qi Rong slowly put down the cup, "Jun Si Meng Yang, I think Jun, Yan kill the world crape myrtle Lang. This poem should have been heard. "

Xue Du bowed his head and thought for a while. His fingertips trembled: "can't it be the right Prime Minister?"

Qi Rong slightly hooked his lips.

The right Prime Minister Mu Zi is a legend.

He has a matchless face, superb art and a well-known family background.

There is no consciousness of being a right prime minister.

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When the legend of Mu Zi came to the capital, it was a month later.

He has always loved beauty. He took a bath in the natural hot spring first, then slowly went to the palace.

"Mr. Mu is here," Qi Rong pushed open the door and came in,

Chao Bai Qingchen laughed, "don't you want to go and have a look?"

Bai Qingzhen said: "what's good to see? He's been looking at that face for several years. Are you still tired of it?"

Qi Rong went to Bai Qingzhen and said, "have you ever thought about why Mu Zi came back suddenly after she had been idle for several years?"

Bai Qingzhen's pen fingers gave a slight pause.

Qi Rong stared at him and said in a low voice: "I just want to know if Mu Zi comes back to help Xiao Qi, then ah you will choose who to help."

Bai Qingzhen put down his pen and raised his lips lightly: "why do you ask me?"

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Jiang Wenqiu wants to go south to reorganize his family property. Qi Yuan praises him for seeing him off. He begs for nothing and eats for nothing.

When he was about to leave, Jiang Wenqiu sighed: "Jing Zhaoyin is not willing to follow you?"

Qi Yuan shook his head: "No."

Jiang Wenqiu's face is angry: "you can't be a bully?"

Qi Yuan continued to shake his head with a smile: "you can't do it. Attack your heart."

Jiang Wenqiu was too lazy to pay attention to him. He took out a letter from his arms and picked his eyebrows: "from northern Xinjiang."

Qi Yuan finally face a su: "Yan Shu said what?"

"The Liao people are in civil strife, and the king of Liao is seriously ill. I'm afraid there will be big movements there."

"Now that the right prime minister is back in Beijing, things may change a lot. Mr. Wang, you are in the White House. You can't get any news. Since Jing Zhaoyin won't follow you, it's better to give up. "