"Can we not be so depressed when we come up? Do you want to leave me a pair of trousers? " Zhong Mingwei a face of life can not love, "even if it is underpants also become ah?"
"Hahaha!" The next second, the bully's master laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe.
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Jiasheng, December 26, 2013
capital.
Royal study.
After waiting for a long time outside the imperial study, Zuo Xiangfang Zhonglian watched the fourth Prince Zhong Mingrong come out of the imperial study with red eyes.
"I've met Mr. Zuo Xiang." As soon as Zhong Mingrong saw Fang Zhonglian, he was too busy to bow.
Fang Zhiheng is very respectful of Fang Zhonglian. He used to ask Fang Zhonglian to point out the work of the princes. Later, when Fang Zhonglian made his left face, he had no time to point out the work of the princes. Zhong Mingrong was young and didn't have the chance to get Fang Zhonglian's advice. However, he always respected Fang Zhonglian as a gentleman. It was always a rule to see Fang Zhonglian Salute in a moment.
"Although the imperial concubine died suddenly due to illness, the fourth highness should treasure it without authorization." Fang Zhonglian looked at Zhong Mingrong's thin cheek and red eyes, sighed and lowered his voice. "If the imperial concubine died early, the long live master must be sorry. If he always looked at the expression of his highness, he was afraid it would hurt his heart."
"Yes, thank you for your instruction." Zhong Minglong deeply bows to Fang Zhonglian.
"Hurry up, your highness." Fang Zhonglian is too busy to help Zhong Mingrong up.
"Long live, Zuo Xiang, please come in." Zhao Ruhai lifted the curtain and said to Fang Zhonglian.
"Then I won't delay the left phase." Zhong Mingrong hurried, and then hurriedly left.
Fang Zhonglian looked at Zhong Mingrong's distant figure and couldn't help sighing. The imperial concubine died suddenly. Although she died suddenly because of illness, she was born on the night of the death of the little prince. If there is no connection between the two, who can believe it? Rao is Zhong Zhiheng, who has taken into account the faces of Zhong Mingzheng and Zhong Mingrong, and hasn't publicized them, but which one is not bright in the eyes, whether it's the former dynasty or the back palace? What's more, the day after the death of the emperor's concubine, Zhao Changrong, the brother of her compatriot and the right minister, was ill and could not get out of bed until now. In this way, the longevity master didn't even ask.
The death of the imperial concubine, Zhao family's death bell also sounded, but wronged the four young princes. With the mother and concubine who killed the prince, his future must be affected.
"Zuo Xiang, please." Zhao Ruhai swept the dust and said again.
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Royal study.
"I'm sorry to see you! Long live the emperor! " As soon as Fu entered the imperial study, Fang Zhonglian was busy bowing.
"Please get on your back!" Zhong Zhiheng got up and helped Fang Zhonglian to get up. He took Fang Zhonglian to a soft couch and sat down with him at the same time. "It's freezing. I shouldn't have let Zuo Xiang go, but I know that Zuo Xiang has been worried about the war in the northwest. So as soon as I got the news, I sent xuanzuo Xiang to the palace."
"Seriously?" Fang Zhonglian was stunned, then straightened his back, and hurriedly said, "please show me how to live."
Since Pingxi Wang left Beijing a month and a half ago, there has been no war report from the northwest. Fang Zhonglian has been concerned about the northwest battlefield day and night. He can hardly sleep at night.
"Look, Mr. Zuo," Zhong Zhiheng reached out his hand and took a letter from the table and handed it to Fang Zhonglian. "The letter written by King Pingxi, sent by 800 Li in an urgent way, arrived this morning."
Fang Zhonglian trembled and opened the thin Memorial. When he saw the words clearly, he was stunned. He suddenly looked at Zhong Zhiheng, and then saw the complicated expression on his face. In fact, at this moment, the expression on his face was not much different from that on Zhong Zhiheng.