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Chapter 11 Royal Prelude(2/2)

"Excellent"

The monarchs and ministers saw Shen Xiyao straighten up, the coldness on her face disappeared, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. The coldness in her eyes also quickly receded, and a different kind of light emitted as her eyes turned, and she felt like she had changed in an instant. people.

Mu Jianming slowly stood up straight and was not in a hurry to continue. He actually had the leisure to look at the palace he was in carefully and curled his lips in disgust.

I visited the Forbidden City several times in my previous life.

This imperial study room is very different from the one in the Forbidden City in terms of size and layout. It lacks the royal solemnity, but it has more human touch.

Yang Ke saw the girl in the audience. He kept looking at the layout of the imperial study room. He knew that it was her first time to enter the imperial study room, but why was the disgust in her eyes.

"Colonel Shen, why don't you answer what I asked?"

Mu Jianming was stunned for a moment, then looked back at the imperial study room and looked at the old man who was talking to him.

"Uh...Old..., what are you asking about?"

Chu Rubeng's face looked a little gloomy.

old!

Old what?

What old?

She also said she had read the Five Classics? Who taught her the Book of Rites?

Also, you just pretended not to hear what you said?

"Colonel Shen!"

Chu Rupeng increased his tone.

"A few days ago, you were bold and boastful, saying that peace in the world would be easy, but now you are refusing to say it. Are you trying to deceive the emperor?"

Looking at the gloomy prime minister, Mu Jianming had a headache.

He could probably tell who was among the people here. When he saw the old man with gray hair and beard talking to him, he originally wanted to say politely to the old man.

But……

So what do you say?

The mouth flies in front, and the brain chases behind.

He didn't mean to offend, but he offended someone who was above ten thousand people and beneath one person without even noticing.

Imitating what Shen Xiyao should look like, Mu Jianming saluted Chu Rupeng.

"Ahem... Prime Minister Chu, I'm rude to you."

The old prime minister snorted and ignored him.

"Uh... Your Majesty, Prime Minister Chu, Shangshu, Taiwei. This matter needs to be discussed slowly."

As he said these things, Mu Jianming's heart was filled with thoughts, and the opportunity he had been waiting for finally came.

But, what should I say?
Chapter completed!
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