Chapter 1153

"I'll be back in a minute."

He raised his eyelids and asked in a low voice, "the emperor, is it not that the minister is bored?"

"I dare not."

How dare emperor Wenyuan dare? Even if he is the son of heaven again, he is still a little four who grew up on his back in front of brand Heng's consideration.

That is

How did he explain it.

"Lord, it's like this," auspicious rushed forward and said respectfully.

"Princess Shuo suffered from severe wind and cold not long ago, and she is not very well now. Does the prince want to go back to see the princess?"

"She is sick, but serious?"

"Don't worry, cousin," emperor Wenyuan hugged Miaomiao and comforted him.

"The wife of the Imperial Hall is very kind."

When he stood up, he also gave a light salute to Emperor Wenyuan.

"My Lord, I'm leaving first."

"Cousin, take your time."

Emperor Wenyuan was relieved to see that he had finally walked out of the main gate.

Then he gave Jixiang a thumbs up.

Auspicious smile's eyes are also narrowed, this person, there is always a weakness, Shuo Prince's temperament is a salt does not enter, but there is a Shuo princess.

As long as there is Princess Shuo, it is not easy for the emperor to let him go.

Emperor Wenyuan gave the wonderful in his arms to Jixiang.

"You look at it a little bit," he thought, and then compared the figure of Bi Miaomiao. "Find the doctor to show it. How can I see that Miaomiao is much fatter?"

This can't be fat any more. Otherwise, I'll be unable to walk.

"Don't worry, the little one knows.

Auspicious carefully holding the ancestor of the cat, will certainly let the doctor look at it, and he is also really feeling that this cat has become a fine.

That's why the cat and the fairy cat can't be compared.

The two before the Holy One, obviously, were all cats. They said that they left without even thinking. They were taken away by male and female cats who did not know where they came from.

It's all white, cold and beautiful. It's a cat raised by Shuo's mansion. It's very similar to Prince Shuo's temperament. He also likes to take a bath. Every day, he has to wash his own snow-white and comb his hair in a neat way.

Emperor Wenyuan stood up and straightened his clothes. He was ready to see the emperor and his good brother.

When he walked into a bedroom, he happened to meet Mr. Hu.

"Holy master," Hu Gonggong was busy to welcome him, and he also saluted emperor Wenyuan.

"No gift."

Emperor Wenyuan has always been courteous to the old people who have always been waiting on the emperor's side. What's the matter? Duke Hu is getting older now, and he has no energy to serve in front of the emperor. Therefore, he came to serve the former Emperor. This is also an idea of the former emperor. After all, the former Emperor didn't want the emperor to have an accident.

"How is he recently?"

Emperor Wenyuan came, and Duke Hu also kept pace with him.

"Please rest assured, the emperor is well."

Yes, the emperor is OK. How can it be bad? Every day there are people waiting for him to eat, drink and Lazar. If he is not good, there will be no one good in the world.

Emperor Wenyuan walked in, and on the bed collapsed, the fat became a ball. Who was not the emperor?

The young emperor, however, is still in his twenties. Zeng Jin is also ambitious and ambitious. But now, he is like a dead dog, lying here, stripped of his clothes. He is noble and humble.

"How are you

Emperor Wenyuan lifted his clothes and sat down again. Then he looked at the emperor without blinking. The reflection of the emperor in his eyes was too much for the emperor to bear. His throat rolled from time to time. When he wanted to speak, he could not say a word. Only the blue veins above his forehead were jumping from time to time.

"It's been such a long time. Why can't you learn to be calm?"

Emperor Wenyuan took the tea cup handed over by Duke Hu, and then asked the emperor with a smile.

But the emperor stares at a pair of eyes. If the eyes can really eat people, then now r Wenyuan Emperor may have been eaten by him for a long time. He is afraid that even his bones will be bitten into slag.

"It's better for the emperor to be calm," said emperor Wenyuan, enjoying the tea in a good mood, "so that the emperor can live a few more years."

What emperor Wenyuan likes most now is to tell the emperor his achievements one by one.

For example, he gave birth to a little prince. For example, the Huang family had a treasure of the former dynasty, which was enough to cover most of the national treasury.

Every time he said it, the emperor would spit blood once, but it is impossible for the emperor to vomit his own life.If a handful of ginseng is fed in, it can make up for the deficiency and the blood vomit.

"But the emperor is angry again?"

Emperor Wen Yuan's smile was more and more beautiful.

"By the way, do you know what I want to say

The emperor pretended to be dead.

But as long as the ears are listening.

"Brother Huang, you should know that this is the time when there are many floods in the territory of Dazhou. Before my father and emperor were alive, they would not be able to have a peaceful day or a peaceful night."

"Our ancestors of the Zhou Dynasty have always been committed to the flood, and now..."

Emperor Wenyuan sighed softly.

"I have no face to face my ancestors. After the eighth king of the Zhou Dynasty, I was able to control the flood."

"Brother Huang, there will be no more floods in Dazhou in the future," he said with such a sincere and affectionate voice.

"Brother Huang, are you happy?"

The blue veins on the top of the emperor's forehead jumped for a moment, and then his throat was coughing, and he sprayed blood on his face directly.

"The emperor must have been very angry recently."

Emperor Wenyuan stood up and pressed his sleeve.

"Duke Hu, give the emperor more pickles. That dish can reduce the fire. The emperor is fatter than Miaomiao, and he has to raise his stomach."

"What's the difference between a pig and a pig

"By the way, do you know about pickles?"

It seems that emperor Wenyuan has forgotten to lose the emperor.

"This kind of potherb was planted by Lord Shuo and Princess Shuo at the same time. It can produce a thousand catties in the evening. It can be planted two seasons a year. It can grow in winter. But I used it for the papermaking of Northern Qi Dynasty, the refined salt technique of Baichu, and the refined silk technique of cangtao."

"Brother Huang, this is a good thing. You can taste it."

And when he finished, the emperor spewed out several mouthfuls of blood.

But now the emperor is white and fat. Naturally, his blood is tight. Don't say that he vomites so many mouthfuls. If he vomits more than ten mouthfuls, he is still full of blood.

After emperor Wenyuan's death and death of the emperor's Qi, it can be said that the wind is rising at the feet and the head is sober.

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