When Spring Comes

Xixia's envoy secretly discussed it for a long time, and after the next dynasty, one of the surnamed Yang came to see Huachun.

"The prime minister is great for a large population, and I don't dare to learn." He came with a very good attitude: "Here I come back mainly to give adults something."

Huachun was walking outside the palace, looked at him, and said, "I have never been gifted in the next two sleeves, so please be considerate of the envoy."

Master Yang followed her with chrysanthemum pleats on his face smiling: "The minister also knows the prime minister's style, but this ceremony... is not gold and silver jewelry, nor antique jade, and the prime minister will not lose sight of it."

Hua Chun shook his head: "I'm going home to accompany my wife, and please let me go."

"Hey, hey!" The envoy Yang followed her out of the palace all the way, babbling and talking: "I Xixia originally wanted to establish friendship with the beamer forever, why should an adult refuse to be thousands of miles away? Does it feel that Xixia Elementary School is poor? Don't look down on us little officials?"

"Your country is very rich." Huachun said, "At least there are many gold mines."

He said that he quickly got on the sedan chair.

The man followed by the sedan chair, still unwilling to give up: "There are so many gold mines, but there are only so many more than 20 places, which can't support the people of a country. The people of Liang are the people, and the people of Xixia are also people, the emperor. If you open your mouth and want half of the gold mine, what should Xixia do?"

"Before the gold mine was released, the people of Xixia lived and worked in peace and contentment, adults don't need to worry too much." Huachun smiled and said: "What's more, the emperor doesn't mean to ask Xixia to give it to the gold mine. All decisions are yours."

That's the way it is said, but Daliang's attitude is to fight if you don't give it. This means that the decision is theirs? The Xixia envoy wanted to cry very much, but he could only firmly follow outside the sedan chair of Prime Minister Hua and chase all the way out of the palace.

"They are smart." Prince Xi stood in front of the Palace of Xuanzheng, watching the movements of the envoy Yang, and said with a light smile: "Grasp the key."

Zhan Shui whispered: "Do you want to stare at it?"

"Go." Yu Wenxi curled her lips: "If he accepts anything, he will immediately send someone to report to the emperor."

"Yes."

At the entrance of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Huachun walked in hurriedly, but the people behind still followed him, sighing as he walked: "The prime minister's palace is more gorgeous than our Xixia palace."

Fart, if Xixia Palace was like the Prime Minister's Mansion, she would write it backwards! Huachun gritted his teeth and couldn't drive people away, so he could only go into the flower hall and smile at him: "What on earth do you want to do?"

The envoy sat down and said with a smile: "It's true that the prime minister's fame is also widely circulated in Xixia. This time, among the dancers who came to Liang, we are Xixia's first beauty, who has been adored by the prime minister for a long time. , I ask the minister to let the prime minister see her, so..."

what? Huachun looked down at herself subconsciously, then smiled and said without a smile: "No, I already have a wife here, and I don't plan to take a concubine."

"It's too hurt for the prime minister to say that." Mrs. Yang sighed: "She traveled a long way to see the king, and she didn't say that she must marry the prime minister. Why are you so cruel?"

Huachun was silent. There were already quite a few people from Xixia coming in outside, and it seemed that there were quite a few people following her. The family members of the Prime Minister's Mansion did not dare to stop him, but only dared to stand aside carefully.

Is this to force the palace or something? She raised her eyebrows and looked rather unhappy.

"Master." Qing Qi came out, looking at this posture, frowned: "This is?"

The envoy sitting next to her was taken aback, looked at her, and stood up and said: "In the next Xixia, Yang Yuanchen, specially came to make friends with the Prime Minister."

"That's it." Looking at the piles of people outside, Qing Qiao smiled: "Sit down first, I'll make tea."

"Yeah." Huachun glanced at her deeply and nodded.

Qing Yao retired with a smile, and went out to find Pintan: "It's not a good thing for Xixia people to come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to report to the palace."

"Slaves understand." Pintan answered.

Huachun was up and down in her heart, and she didn't know if Qing Niao could understand her request for help. Sitting in the hall watching the people coming in from behind Xixia, she always felt that this group of people might be IQ in arrears.

If you want to bribe her, you should keep a low profile and quietly? Following her out of the palace along the way, so many people broke into the prime minister's mansion, for fear that others might not know it? Moreover, they don't even inquire about gifts first, Hua Jinghua, who is notoriously not close to female sex, actually wants to send beauties?

Rolling his eyes, Hua Chun sat silent.

"Look at the Prime Minister." Master Yang pointed out the door: "She's here."

Looking at the direction he pointed, Hua Chun was slightly taken aback.

A long golden skirt swept in. The visitor wore a dance gown with a veil on his face. But his eyes were very beautiful, very similar to those from the Western Regions, with deep and graceful outlines and long eyelashes.

It is indeed a beauty, two points better than Huo Xianrou.

Such a person is very suitable for Yu Wenjie, right? Beauty collectors like him would be interested in this. Posing her lips, Hua Chun said: "What's the girl's name?"

Ambassador Yang smiled and said, "Ms. Lingniang, do you like it?"

Huachun said: "I gave birth to a good-looking person, but unfortunately I only like one in the lower class. No matter how beautiful the others are, they are not eye-catching."

Upon hearing this, the envoy was a little unhappy: "Ling Niang is not worse than Mrs. Zun, right?"

"There are more people in this world who are better than those in the cheap." Huachun shook his head: "Unfortunately, I just like her and will not change."

His face sank, Yang Yuanchen winked at Ling Niang, who took off the veil and said in a low voice, "Ling Niang does not ask for a position. As long as she can stay by the prime minister and wait, it will be Ling Niang's blessing. ."

The voice was soft, and it sounded like human bones. Huachun shook her body, took the tea to drink, delaying time silently.

Looking at their posture, there is a strong sense of force. The similar behavior of taking other people's hands short and throwing gifts into other people's windows is really angry and helpless. No matter what you say, no one will listen, so it's better to consume it.

When Yu Wenjie was looking at the Zhezi, he saw the prosecutor coming in and telling him: "The emperor, several of the Xixia envoys have been invited to the mansion by the prime minister, and I don’t know what they are doing. The minister feels that this will hurt the integrity of the court, and he hopes that Find out the truth and give punishment."

Envoy of Xixia? The emperor frowned, glanced at him and said: "I see, Zi Chong, you take someone to have a look."

"Yes." Huo Zi rushed.

Not long after the supervisor retired, Duke Qin ran in again and whispered in his ear: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister asks your Majesty to send someone to support him, saying that he was trapped by the Xixia envoy."

There are two versions of the same thing? Yuwenjie pursed his lips, thought for a while and got up and said, "Change clothes for me."