Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 382 No one likes me (1)

Thinking of this, she became happy again: "That's pretty good. I feel much better than before. I don't breathe when I walk, my eyes don't turn black, and I can do something. This is all thanks to my brother."

Such a good girl, but he wanted to lie to her.

He Suoyi stretched out his hand in a complicated mood, and rubbed Zhong Weiwei's forehead hair vigorously:

"It's your own blessing, Ah Wei, brother can't do much. I just hope that you can live happily every day, and don't suffer, suffer, hurt, that's enough."

His movements were abrupt, but his tone was cautious. Although his eyes looked pity, there was nothing wrong with it. It was full of brother's love for his sister.

Zhong Weiwei pursed her lips and smiled, and solemnly promised: "Brother, don't worry, I will take medicine well and work hard to survive. After all, I still have so many things to do."

She has to work hard to survive, try to find a way to make black tea, watch Li Guo's tea ceremony defeat Dongling, and watch Chonghua secure the throne and make immortal contributions.

He Rongyi heard Zhong Weiwei's implication, and smiled bitterly, it's better not to expect extravagantly, as long as she can live and be by his side, that's fine.

A night of north wind and a night of heavy snow.

The fifth watch drum sounded, and Chonghua walked out of Zhaoren Palace. The dragon chariot had already been prepared and stopped under Majesty Dan.

Countless palace people knelt on the ground, waiting for him to board the chariot.

Standing on top of Danbi, he looked expressionlessly at the numerous palaces in the snow-capped palaces and the crowed figures of the palace people, trying to find that familiar figure among them.

But can't find it.

Last summer, he entered Beijing from Cangshan Mountain, inherited the Datong, and ascended the throne as emperor. Because of hatred in his heart, he tossed Zhong Weiwei in every possible way.

In the early days, she often stood below with the palace people to see him off and greet him, and when she saw him, she had a flattering and flattering expression on her face.

He obviously enjoyed it in his heart, but he still wanted to pretend to be impatient. Thinking about it now, he was really stupid at that time.

Seeing Chonghua's eyes, the palace people all lowered their eyes shyly, only hoping to be spotted by His Majesty who is not close to women. If they can be close to the sky, what a blessing it is!

Chonghua walked down from Bibi Dan silently, sat on the dragon chariot, patted the armrest, and didn't bother to say a word.

Li Anren yelled sharply: "Let's drive..."

The dragon chariot was lifted, turned its head, and moved forward.

"Father... Father... I want Aunt Wei, I want Aunt Wei..."

A small figure rushed out of the hall, with hair draped over and bare feet, trying to chase after her, crying hoarsely: "I dreamed of her, dreamed of her..."

Chonghua lowered his eyes halfway, his long and dense eyelashes covered all his thoughts, his teeth were clenched, his hands tightly gripped the armrest, his eyes and nose were sore, but he was forced to hold back.

The dragon chariot stopped, and Li Anren looked carefully at Chonghua inquiringly, trying to guess whether he would let the eldest son of the emperor take him with him, or turn back to appease the eldest son of the emperor.

But Chonghua raised his eyes, his gaze was firm: "Send the eldest son back, don't let him mess around."

"Daddy, daddy, don't you want me again? Is it because Aunt Wei hates me that she doesn't want me... woo woo woo..."

Youyou cries in this cold morning, in the empty and lonely palace, it looks very miserable and pitiful.

Chonghua frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows, and said a little impatiently:

"Send him to Changyang Palace and give it to Hu Zizhi to take care of him, or ask Hu Zizhi to come and take care of him."

"Yes." Li Anren nodded and bowed to make arrangements, urging the palace man who carried the dragon chariot: "Hurry up, it's getting late."

The palace servants were running fast, and their cries became smaller and smaller. Chonghua sat upright, but his eyes became colder and colder.

Li Anren glanced at him in fear, and winked at the waiter, saying that His Majesty the Emperor is in a particularly bad mood today, so don't provoke him, or it will be bad luck.

A group of people were trembling, as if they were facing an enemy, they just wanted to finish their errands quickly and throw away the hot potato, His Majesty the Emperor, who was on the dragon chariot.

The courtroom was noisy as usual, but this time His Majesty didn't need to fight in person.

The Liu Cen and others he promoted are already in place, and they have interpreted the role of "His Majesty's sinister and ruthless dog legs" very well.

No matter how much Wei Dang and Lu Dang bite, they will catch up head-on.

You are shameless, I am even more shameless than you, you are shameless, I am more shameless than you, to be reasonable, who is afraid of whom?

In order to get ahead, Lao Tzu studied hard by hanging on a beam, chiseled walls and stole light. The books he has read are no less than what you have read.

When the two sides were biting, Chonghua sat on the dragon chair expressionlessly and let them bite.

Only when things get out of control, do you fiddle with them lightly, or suppress them with iron blood.

He already has a preliminary prototype of the tax reform, and will only wait for the tea fighting meeting in May next year before choosing an opportunity to carry it out.

He looked indifferently at Taishi Lv and Taishi Wei who stood at the bottom as if nothing had happened. One day, he would convince these two people to lose and never turn over.

Sensing Chonghua's gaze, Taishi Lu and Taishi Wei looked up guiltily.

Just about to show a charming smile, Chong Hua already looked away, and told Li Anren indifferently: "Go and tell Grand Master Lu that I have decided to enshrine the virtuous concubine as a noble concubine."

Acridine?Li Anren doesn't understand what His Majesty the Emperor wants to do. The quarrels are all about business, but you always want to make a concubine Xianfei a noble concubine?

Chonghua continued: "Also, the Jin conferred Hu Zizhi as Concubine Hui, there is no need to say this for the time being, we will discuss it later."

It's the New Year's Eve, so you want to be promoted collectively and give out New Year's money?
Li Anren pricked up his ears, waiting for His Majesty to distribute bonuses, but Chonghua stopped talking, and continued to listen to courtiers quarreling helplessly.

Li Anren couldn't figure out what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he obediently went down and told Grand Master Lu about it.

Grand Master Lu also looked confused, looking at the solemn emperor, he felt more and more unpredictable about the Sacred Heart.

Taishi Wei looked unhappy and shook his sleeves angrily.

Since Wei Sang's death, Webster has no more women to enter the palace, Empress Dowager Wei lived in seclusion, and King Qi was imprisoned.

The family wanted to send another woman into the palace, but was firmly rejected by the sentence "Wei's daughter is unlucky".

Wei Sang's death is unknown, Hu Zizhi succeeds in ascending the throne, Furun Palace is out of illness, but Lu Chun escapes smoothly, and he is about to be promoted to imperial concubine, what is it if this is not an intentional slap in the face of Wei Sang?
Grand Master Wei knew that His Majesty the Emperor was disgusting, but he still couldn't help feeling disgusted. This feeling was like being fed two or two pieces of shit in public.

Facing the courtier's complex eyes, Grand Master Wei clenched his fists, since he is not allowed to live, then let's fight to the death.

After Chonghua finished his explanation, he ignored what happened next, half-cast his eyes, and pondered carefully. Tsing Yi has been tracking him for so long, so the news should have come back, right?
He stood up abruptly and walked back.

(End of this chapter)