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Chapter 771 Zuo Zhiyuan’s Flying Dream

At the beginning, Jin Feng and the Jiu Princess talked once and discussed whether a prime minister should be cultivated.

Since that day, the nine princesses have begun to pay attention to the cultural and military officials.

Tell Zhong Wuji and others to the Privy Courtyard to examine them.

"You also know that I am not familiar with political affairs," Jin Feng did not answer the question of Princess Nine, but asked, "Do you think he can be the position of prime minister?"

"The ability is very good, I have made a few things I do recently." The Princess Nine nodded: "It is one of my first choices."

"Power is second, I think the most valuable place he is really willing to do things for the people."

Jin Feng nodded, but did not express his statement.

Although he is not familiar with Chaotang, he also knows that the prime minister's position is not capable, and he is willing to do practical things for the people.

For example, the left of the Ministry of Industry is also a real thing, and it is also capable, but it is not suitable for leading the Ministry of Industry.

"I will focus on him."

The nine princess nodded slightly: "Go in."

The two entered the royal study room, and at first glance, Chen Yan looked at Wan Min's book in a cheerful manner.

After hearing the movement at the door, Chen Yan quickly signaled that the palace lady went to support the nine princesses.

At this time, it was summer, and the nine princess's stomach began to roll up slightly.

"Dance Yang, should you get married?" Chen Yan put down Wanmin's book and frowned: "Your mother -in -law asked me several times."

"It's so busy recently, where can I have time." The Princess Nine waved her hand at will: "No hurry, wait, wait."

"Your belly is getting more and more obvious. If you drag down again, you will make a joke."

Chen Yan looked at Jin Feng: "National Teacher, see."

The nine princess did not wait for Jin Feng to answer, rushing to say, "He said this matter, the father and emperor asked him not to use it."

The princess in the feudal era was very troublesome to get married. Just thinking about it, the nine princess felt a headache.

In addition, she and Jin Feng are very busy, so I have been dragging unknown to the present.

"Father Emperor, don't worry, I have a spectrum in my heart."

The princess of the nine princess dumped off the support of the palace girl, sat on the cup on the cushion, and picked up a memorial: "If you are okay, you will continue to read Wanmin's book. I have a lot of things today.

"You!"

Chen Yan glanced at the nine princesses angrily and gave Jin Feng a look.

Jin Feng would like to follow Chen Yan to go outside.

"Dance Yang can not be in a hurry, but you always have to give me a attitude?"

"Her Majesty, rest assured, I will discuss with Wuyang and give you a clear answer as soon as possible."

Jin Feng felt embarrassed to touch his nose.

If he says other things, he can still be more impatient, but Chen Yan is the biological father of the nine princesses. Now the nine princess's belly is big. Chen Yan said that he could only listen. He could only listen.

Seeing that Chen Yan's face was still a little unhappy, he was preparing to move out of the big killer to coax the old man.

"His Majesty, the national teacher, Zuo Zhiyuan ran up to the bell and drumstone!"

Yinquan glanced at Jin Feng weirdly: "He said he would see the national teacher!"

"What do he want to see you?" Chen Yan looked at Jin Feng and asked, "Still running to the bell and drum building?"

"Is he carrying wings with wings?" Jin Feng asked.

"Yes." Yinque nodded.

"Okay, know what he is going to do."

Jin Feng rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, beckoning to call Da Liu: "Go find a little more cloth list, and bring someone to the Bell and Drum Tower."

"Yes!" Da Liu promised to run out and prepare.

"What are you going to make a moth in Zuo Zhiyuan?"

Chen Yan came up and asked.

Jin Feng looked at the light of gossip in his eyes, his expression was even more speechless.

The Ministry of Industry Shangshu wants to jump off the building, and when he is the emperor, he still looks at the excitement.

Can Dakang Chaotang still be reliable?

Jin Feng feels tired.

Fortunately, Chen Yan was like this. If he changed the emperor who was obsessed with his rights, the nine princesses could not show their fists.

It is more disadvantaged than benefits.

"If your Majesty wants to know, come and take a look. I'm afraid I will delay for a while, and Zuo Zhiyuan will fall to death."

Jin Feng really had no intention of explaining the ins and outs of Chen Yan, and hurried away.

The Bell and Drum Tower is the tallest building in Da Kangjing. The top is a huge gazebo -shaped building.

There is a huge bronze bell hanging under the gazebo, and there are four drums around the gazebo.

Standing on the drum building can almost overlook the entire capital. In case of a place on fire or an emergency, the duty of the forbidden army can knock on the bell drums to signal what the embargo in other areas has occurred and whether the situation is critical.

When Jin Feng rushed to the building of the bell and drum, he saw Zuo Zhiyuan sitting on the top of the gazebo at first glance, carrying a pair of weird wings on his back, shouting at the forbidden army on the side.

"Sir, the cloth order is ready." Da Liu just came over.

"Then let the four people support a cloth list. In case the left is from the left, try to catch him as much as possible, don't let him really fall to death!"

Jin Feng pulled the cloth list and made a demonstration for the darters.

On the second floor of a restaurant in tens of meters away, Chen Yan and the eunuchs and others were wearing a casual clothes to stand in front of the window.

After the darts understood that Jin Feng planned, they left with the cloth list, and the four teams were scattered around the bell and drum tower.

When Jin Feng saw the darts, he was ready, and sighed into the bell and drum tower.

Follow the stairs to the top of the Bell and Drum Tower.

"National Master, you are here!"

Zuo Zhiyuan saw Jin Feng, and excitedly danced: "I went back and improved my wings again. This time I can definitely fly!"

"Can you come down first?" Jin Feng frowned and said: "The bell and drum tower is so high. If you can't fly as the last time, you will fall to death!"

A few days ago, Zuo Zhiyuan came to him with a new wings, saying that he had tried at home, and he could fly a few feet away, and he had to show him.

In fact, Jin Feng knew that Zuo Zhiyuan just slides for more than ten meters by wings, and it is not a real flight at all.

But Zuo Zhiyuan did not listen to Jin Feng's explanation at all, so he had to show him.

Jin Feng couldn't help him, so he asked him to show it.

As a result, the Yuan Yuan did not perform well at that time, and only had a slippery far away, so I planted it.

Fortunately, he was only three or four meters high at the time, and his wings were on the ground first.

Jin Feng thought he would be dead. Who knew that he was more crazy and ran directly to the Bell and Drum Tower.

The bell and drum tower is nearly seven or eight feet high. If it falls, it can really fall to death.

"The national teacher, I didn't fly last time, because it was too low, the height of the bell and drum tower was enough, and I improved my wings again. It must be okay."

Zuo Zhiyuan is confident.

"I believe, I believe!"

Jin Feng has only one idea now, that is, to coax the left Yuan first.

"National Teacher, I know you are lying to me, you don't believe it! But it's okay, you believe it after reading it!"

Zuo Zhiyuan said to walk to the edge of the top of the gazebo.

Jin Feng was anxious at a glance, shouting at the embargo in the gazebo: "What are you doing, and catch him up!"
Chapter completed!
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