Mo Zi, not Mo Zi!

He is not a Mohist genius, he is just a poor demon clan. He seems to have been secretly studying for several years while working with others. Therefore, he often calls himself a scholar.

This name...is good~

You can tell at a glance that he is a person who is easy to invent and has scientific literacy.

And people shouted loudly that they were a Dashun citizen, what else could they do?

Of course, he was also allowed to come in.

They asked one by one until they were thirsty, and then they handed over the next work to the female guards. Just shout "I am the people of Dashun Chao!" and let them come in.

The people's shouts always have an incredible power. When one demon clan after another shouts out [I am a Dashun citizen!], even the people who line up here are infected, and one after another, they learn from the demon clan's shouting loudly.

When Xia Ren saw a little boy shouting like this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This is cohesion~"

The Dashun Dynasty for the past eight hundred years has been recognized by many people. I guess if it weren't for the opportunity of this drought, the empress might not have been so passive.

Now Xia Ren knew in his heart why the group of officials were so nervous and chose to force him step by step.

After all, it is rare to pay attention to it. This is a great opportunity to weaken the imperial power~

Come to the warehouse.

At this time, Manager Xu also brought the food again. Standing beside him, he also saw the scene just now, and said excitedly, "Mr. Xia... I'm so amazing~"

Just one sentence allowed the refugees to reshape their hopes for the Dashun Dynasty.

"I have a portion of the food here. Since it needs to be discovered by others, I cannot send too much each time, sorry."

"It's okay, I should thank you for your Majesty."

"...No, no! It is a honor for the little people to help His Majesty!"

For Your Majesty?

This sentence sounds strange. How could a father-in-law say anything for His Majesty?

Manager Xu laughed and said nothing when he saw the old eunuch who was quite insignificant and said nothing. He felt relieved. [It seems that this Eunuch Xia has a very low status in the palace~]

He bowed and bowed, "If Mr. Xia has nothing to do, I will take my leave first."

"Wait a mininute."

"???Is there anything else to order?"

"Is Manager Xu familiar with businessmen in Kyoto or near Kyoto?" Xia Ren looked at Manager Xu in front of him with a smile, "I have one thing that I need to help from Manager Xu."

...

Kyoto Yanei.

As usual, Kyoto Cheng, who was still doing nothing, was lazy and lay lazy on the chair in the courtyard to bask in the sun.

Not to mention, Kyoto Cheng's anger is too strong, and it is not as comfortable as Qingping County. The sun is so hot that it is so hot that it is probably a lot of tanning after coming to Beijing.

I touched my slightly bulging belly, "I haven't gained anything during this period. At least I have gained a few pounds~"

Since he was transferred from the local area to Kyoto by His Majesty at the beginning of the year and promoted to Kyoto Prime Minister, he has been much more relaxed.

no way.

No one here can afford to do anything, and the one who can't afford to be provoked has been beaten to death. Those who are still arrogant and still alive are somewhat capable behind it.

Was that incident back then a major reshuffle?

The Wang Party, Wu Party, New Party, Old Party, Royal Party... There are a lot of messy parties. If it weren't for the protection of a few veteran generals holding military power, His Majesty's situation would have been even more dangerous.

Think about the late emperor at that time...

"Oh, when will this party fight end?"

Fang Youyong sighed with emotion. Although he was the Kyoto Chief personally given by His Majesty at this time, he could not say anything in this Kyoto Yanei.

The Kyoto Wei was a member of the royal party. He was originally staring at the position of Kyoto Wei, but he was airborne by His Majesty. It was immediately conceivable.

I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend!

I have to keep a low profile~

What should I do if there are family and young people, and I will jump around and be found lying at the bottom of the well?

Now he only hopes that His Majesty can demote him immediately because of his hard work and contributions, so that he can return to Qingping County to be a happy little county magistrate!

In the past few days, even Li Chunhua, who was originally optimistic about...Li Captain Li's behavior has been strange and I don't know what he is doing.

He took a sip of hot tea and whispered angrily, "Who loves to do it or not?! I'm quit!"

"This is how Lord Fang repays His Majesty's holy grace?"

"This dog..." Fang Youyong turned his head and was about to take a word. When he said something bad, he saw the female guard who looked at him with a bad look. "Your Majesty's kindness, this is enough for this Kyoto Prime Minister to sacrifice his head and shed blood for Your Majesty!"

Wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

"What are your instructions, sir?"

He knew this outfit!

His Majesty’s personal army, the inner guard, especially the gold medal in her hand, is someone he can’t afford to offend anyway!

"Don't complain?"

"I have never complained about Your Majesty."

"That's good!" The female guard glared at Fang Youyong and held the gold medal, "According to the oral order of Your Majesty, please come to the imperial village!"

"That master... Does your Majesty have anything to do?"

"No need to ask more questions, you will know when you arrive."

"But..." Fang Youyong looked at the female guard who jumped directly and climbed over the wall and left. He blinked his eyes, shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "If you don't ask, I'm uneasy~"

This formation is obviously not an easy task!

...

"His Majesty!"

"Yeah~" the empress nodded indifferently, and did not look at the female guard beside her, "Have you notified him?"

"Your Majesty, I have notified Lord Fang, but Lord Fang asked his subordinates why he asked him to go to the imperial village."

"Did you say it?"

"without!"

"very good."

After saying this, he ignored the female guard and waved her hand to let her retreat, looked at the house inside the iron gate, and looked quietly for a while.

After correcting the memorial for the afternoon, there were many boring words on it. She felt annoyed and just came out for a walk. Unexpectedly, she came here again as she walked.

She stretched out her right hand as thin as jade, ready to pass through the iron gate, but when she was about to reach it, she seemed to be blocked by a layer of strange things, making her unable to enter a little more. Even if her blood and energy surged, she was still like this.

Finally, I sighed quietly inside, turned my head and walked towards the temporary warehouse.

[It seems that I have to wait for the evening to enter again.]

According to that guy's request, the warehouse was temporarily built. Although the things inside were varied and neatly arranged. After all, although there were many types, there were not many.

The empress was slightly stunned at this time, looking at a box of strange blue and white packaging in front of her.

Is this the noodles cooked by that guy last night?

Thinking of her sudden sleeping in the night, she felt a little strange now. After thinking for a moment, she turned her head and looked at the female guard behind her, picked up a pack of seafood noodles next to her and handed it to her, and said lightly, "I want to eat this! Let the imperial kitchen prepare now!"

The words are over.

“???”

The female guard looked at His Majesty with a confused look on her face.

What did this come from?
Chapter completed!