I am the king of the dead

Xing'an thought about this sentence secretly, bowed his head and said: "What your majesty said is that I must have handled this matter properly."

Will the boat leak from the top?

Generally speaking, ships leak water from the bottom, but this ship of the country does not, it leaks from the top.

After Xing'an left the study, he saw Wang Meilin standing in front of the other courtyard door from a long distance, looking at the lights of the study, and when he saw Xing'an, he hurriedly waved and asked, "Does Your Majesty have any state affairs to worry about?"

I have heard this sentence from Xing'an countless times. Ever since His Majesty started supervising the country, Wang Meilin and Hang Xian have often stood in front of this courtyard, asking the same questions.

It was not easy for His Majesty to relax, and Wang Meilin, the husband-wife stone, finally turned into soft fingers.

Xing'an hurriedly bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty has no state affairs to worry about, and no courtiers to receive him. Today's memorial has also been approved. Your Majesty just thought about something, but he has figured it out. Empress Chitose, you can go now."

"Empress Qiansui can send a maidservant to guard her, she doesn't have to come every day."

Wang Meilin smiled and walked towards the study with a secret joy in the corner of her mouth, how could Xing'an understand women's thoughts?If you send a servant girl here, what if His Majesty takes a fancy to the servant girl?

She is happy to come here every day, and it is also wonderful to take a look at it from a distance every day, and her heart will be much more stable.

"Husband." Wang Meilin walked into the study, and walked up to Zhu Qiyu with a scent of fragrance, and saluted timidly.

She even had a smile in the corner of her eyes, and said timidly: "See Your Majesty, Your Majesty's congratulations."

"Zhen'an, stay flat." Zhu Qiyu looked at Wang Meilin carefully. This pretty face was slightly like that of a sister-in-law, full of blushing, her eyes were like autumn water, and her big watery eyes were full of expectation. Lively and playful.

It seems that a fierce battle is inevitable today.

Chapter 125 What is a profession?

Wang Meilin put her hands behind her, leaned forward, and asked curiously, "What is my husband writing?"

Zhu Qiyu blew on the ink, closed the big yellow memorial book, and said with a smile: "In a few days, don't you want to worship the ancestors in the Taimiao?"

"I wrote something to my ancestors."

Zhu Qiyu obviously didn't intend to let Wang Meilin read it. If you don't keep secret, you will lose your minister. If Wang Meilin read what he wrote, he would be worried instead.

"It's time to rest." Wang Meilin looked at Zhu Qiyu affectionately.

His Majesty's military experience, daily military parades, the heroic spirit between his brows became more and more profound, like a vortex in water, deeply attracted her.

Zhu Qiyu is still very young, and his body has recovered very quickly, so he is naturally alive and well now.

He nodded and said, "Xing'an."

"Ah, Xing'an seems to be busy with something. I asked Cheng Jing to boil some water and take a bath first. You go back to your room and wait for me."

"The concubine leads the order." Wang Meilin stood up, but did not leave, pursed her lips, and rolled her eyes.

She was quite bold, but still said in a very low voice: "The concubine waits for the husband to take a bath."

what?

This……

Use this to test the emperor, right?

I am a proven warrior!

Zhu Qiyu thought about it for a while, this palace must add a big bath, it's an urgent need.

Of course, will the courtiers be angry as a forest of wine and meat?

The king of subjugation, is the wine pool and meat forest abnormal?

"Husband?" Wang Meilin's proposal was very bold, but she did not dodge, looked straight at Zhu Qiyu, and said emotionally: "Husband is busy all day, and it is not easy for me to see you once. "

"My husband is the king of a country, and he is working hard for state affairs. Naturally, the courtiers and concubines can't stop them, but now that the husband is fine, the courtiers and concubines don't want to be separated for a moment."

Wang Meilin also thought that Zhu Qiyu thought she was being careless, two tears dripped from her big watery eyes, and slid down her white cheeks.

In these days, the Wara people are anxious and uneasy, they have not seen their husband for a long time, and they are anxious and worried all day long. All kinds of emotions are mixed together, which is her extremely complicated mood at the moment.

Zhu Qiyu doesn't understand women's tears, the school doesn't teach this...

He really didn't understand women's hearts, and he could see Wang Meilin's expectation and obsession.

There is also the most unretainable in the world, the sorrow of Zhu Yan Ci Jing Hua Ci Shu.

The best years of a woman's life will pass by in a hurry. When she is old and the emperor has a new love, even if she is a queen in name, how many days will she be able to sleep together in the same bed?

Wang Meilin originally thought that she was marrying an idle prince, but now that she has become the emperor, she is in fear all day long.

Forget it, in recent days, courtiers have begun to pick up girls for His Majesty.

The emperor needs heirs, Zhu Qiyu needs heirs, and the courtiers also need your majesty to have heirs.

But the old Zhu's family is not busy, which is also an old problem.

The idea of ​​the courtiers is to cast a wide net, catch more fish, and catch one is one.

Zhu Qiyu said with a smile: "No, I was just thinking about building a big bath and let Xing'an do it tomorrow."

"Ah?" Wang Meilin was a little taken aback, and then she smiled, and all the little worries of women in her heart were gone. Her smile was like the beautiful and aura of white pear blossoms when the spring breeze blew across the earth.

A warrior who has been tested for a long time can't stand such a test at all!

"Husband, today I heard that there is a grand parade in the capital camp! Is it lively or not?" Knowing that Zhu Qiyu didn't dislike her unreasonable profligacy, Wang Meilin felt relieved, walked behind Zhu Qiyu, and loosened Zhu Qiyu's shoulders.

She knew that His Majesty was tired, he was busy with state affairs, and had to inspect military horses every day, how could he not be tired?

The soft and boneless light white hands gently squeezed Zhu Qiyu's slightly swollen brain, relieving his fatigue of the day.

Zhu Qiyu closed his eyes and meditated, nodded and said: "It's lively, but the fighting power is still not as good as that of the old battalion. After two more years of practice, the bow and horse are proficient, and the blunderbuss will no longer accidentally hurt one's own side! It's time to clean up the Oirats."

"My husband seems to be very concerned about the military, and I'm sure he's going to chatter endlessly, saying that my husband is militaristic." Wang Meilin said with a slightly pouted lips.

Husband, the emperor, is not what Husband wants to sit on.

When my husband was still in the hidden mansion, he didn't care about big things, and he was very happy all day long.

Husband's elder brother Zhu Qizhen, the emperor's mind is smaller than Zhimadoudian, if the husband shows the slightest interest in state affairs, it will be reprimanded and his salary reduced.

Subtracting and subtracting, the original salary of [-] shi was forcibly converted into [-] shi. When the eunuchs in this mansion go to collect it, they will be made things difficult in every possible way, not feeding the household department and the eunuchs enough. The three thousand stones can't be taken back.

As a result, the Taishang Emperor personally led the conquest, not to mention a huge defeat, and his own husband was also driven to the shelves and became the emperor.

How difficult are times?At that time, everyone shouted that the sky was falling, the pillars of the sky were trembling, and rumors and rumors were spreading in the dust.

My husband turned the tide, helped the building to fall, and repelled Oirat. Although it was with Yu Qian's help, His Majesty was the first to win the flag before Deshengmen.

In this way, those courtiers are still chattering all day long, saying that your husband is a king of subjugation.

She had heard it all.

Therefore, she will be a little angry.

"Huh, it's comfortable." Zhu Qiyu laughed twice, and started playing with Wang Meilin's Rou Yi.

What's so interesting about light white palms?

According to the experience of those who have been there, it is really fun, not for hands, but for people.

This is fun, you can only feel it, but you can't explain it in words.

"There is a Lugou Bridge on the Lugou River. There are many stone lions on the Lugou Bridge. Has my concubine ever seen it?" Zhu Qiyu asked.

Wang Meilin nodded, stuck out her tongue and said, "It's so itchy, stop playing."

"The concubine went outing with her father when she was young, and she saw her several times."

Zhu Qiyu let go of Wang Meilin's hand and said with a smile: "Then when you cross the bridge, do you use the railing to cross the bridge?"

Wang Meilin thought about it seriously and said, "No."

Zhu Qiyu stood up, stretched his waist, and continued to ask: "Then, the railing is useless to you?"

"Of course it's useful. There's no railing to protect it, so what if we fall?" Wang Meilin said as a matter of course.

Zhu Qiyu nodded: "That's it, but you don't have a railing."

Wang Meilin was full of doubts. This kind of question, which came first, was similar to the chicken or the egg, and it was really complicated.

She thought for a while and replied: "...but...but without the railings, I would be afraid!"

Zhu Qiyu washed his hands, used some soap and said, "That's right, that's it. I, Sergeant of Ming Dynasty, are the railings on the bridge."

"The courtiers said that I am militaristic, and I admit it. I really love and care for the soldiers. But my concubine, you said, there is no railing on this bridge, can it work?"

"Of course not!" Wang Meilin nodded immediately, but she was immediately full of lawsuits. She said in a daze: "But such a simple truth, once the husband talks about it, all the courtiers, concubines, and other women will understand. Don't they understand?"

"The Tumu Fortress was shocked, and the world was in an uproar. The capital's 20 elites were destroyed overnight, and everyone in the capital was dressed in plain clothes."

"According to what His Majesty said, the sergeant is my Daming's railing. If the railing is down, it must be repaired. Why are they still chattering?"

Zhu Qiyu smiled, rubbed Wang Meilin's head, and said with a smile: "Leave such a complicated matter to me."

"You think they really don't understand, they pretend to be ignorant because they pretend to understand, and they are afraid that I will hold a knife and put me in a cage, so they are outside the cage, showing off their power."

"How can there be such a good thing in the world. They didn't lock me up, so I locked them up first."

Cheng Jing was outside the door and didn't come in. He shouted respectfully: "Your Majesty, the water is ready."

"I know."

A pale cloud was born in the night, stretching from southwest to northeast, and then turned into three night clouds, the moon was born in the middle of the night, the night clouds were pale and dizzy, and the sky was full of panic.

Xing'an first instructed the servants in the mansion to serve carefully, ride on eleven tiches, and patrol the outer courtyard carefully, then changed into normal clothes, then went to the door and inspected the school captains of Prince Tan's mansion.

This is what he has to do every day. After confirming that everything is safe, he takes advantage of the darkness and walks towards Yanxing Tower.

What is a professional?

The Yanxing Building managed by Xing'an is a professional intelligence gathering agency, and the curfew has passed long ago, but inside Yanxing Building, there are still singing and dancing, so happy.

But in a small courtyard of Yanxing Building, a few fans from the East Factory are writing down all possible news.

Sorted into categories, put the recorded news into the corresponding box, several pens, threaded all the news, and finally turned it into written and conclusive news, after sorting out, nailed it to several vertical boards.

There will be a special fan who will take away these notes every day, visit and investigate, and after confirmation, put them in boxes according to different categories and seal them.

Xing'an walked past these vertical boards, and after looking at them, he took off unimportant or outdated news and threw them into the brazier.

He walked steadily, and when he saw the news about the Xishan coal mine, he took it off.

After walking through these vertical boards, Xing'an already had more than a dozen pieces of conclusive news about the Xishan Coal Kiln.

He handed the news to the waiting fans and asked them to verify it.

With his hands in his hands, Xing'an took out the confirmed information from the box and screened them one by one, and he already knew it by heart.

"Your Majesty, that's right, it's shocking! This boat is leaky and riddled with holes." Xing'an slammed his fist on the table.

Insects who steal the country for their own personal gain!

With a group of insects, how can it be possible to do well in the Ming Dynasty!

How could it be possible to rejuvenate Daming!How could it be possible to make Daming great again!

Xing'an stood up and walked upstairs.

The design of Yanxing Building is extremely ingenious. Inside Yanxing Building, there are many secret passages. These secret passages are extremely narrow, no more than two feet wide, and it is absolutely impossible to see anything from the outside.

Xing'an took off his shoes, walked through these boxes one by one, and stopped suddenly.

Chapter 126 Praise, praise to heaven!

The corridors of Yanxing Building are dark and narrow, connected by narrow passages. This is an important means for Yanxing Building to collect information, and there are fans eavesdropping inside.

Of course, those swear words and those erotic scenes are actually a kind of pain for Fanzi.

Jin Ying was told by His Majesty to be buried in a random place. In fact, Xing'an quietly buried many people, such as the little Huangmen Cao Jixiang, who was the Empress Dowager's servant, and it was a bad thing.

Xing'an was also buried, and Cao Jixiang's adopted sons were all buried with Jin Ying.

Xing'an took off his shoes and walked slowly inside. The fans standing in the corridor were as motionless as dead people. If Xing'an hadn't walked by, they would bow their heads and salute, thinking that these were statues.

Overhearing them motionlessly, the relatives, dukes, gentry, and wealthy businessmen of the Ming Dynasty were discussing the work that was like clay statues.

When Xing'an stopped, it was not because they heard about the Xishan coal mine, but because they heard the courtiers discussing the recent situation between the DPRK and China.

It sounds like a group of censors, this group of people is the most talkative, chattering all day long, in the words of His Majesty, they are just a basket of opinions, full of opinions.

He stood still, and like most sculptures, he remained motionless.