I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 120 Empress Brain Supplement: Your Majesty, it's time to drink medicine
Daqian, the palace.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The hardworking little empress sat on the dragon chair as usual, reviewing the memorial.

Work hard and never stop.

Time passed minute by minute.

After half an hour.

She put down the memorial in her hand and reached for the next one, but it was empty.

"Huh? No more?"

Wu Mingkong looked at the empty dragon case, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes showed surprise.

She looked at Lin Wan'er behind her, and said, "Why do I feel that there are fewer memorials today?"

Lin Wan'er thought about it and gave her own guess.

"My servant thinks, it should be Fang Xiang who is sympathetic to His Majesty, and is afraid that you will be too tired, so I left some more in Zhongshu Province."

"It's no wonder he is so kind. It must be because the memorials submitted during this period are more important, so he withheld them from the Ministry of Education and kept them from being seen."

The little empress said so, but a faint blush appeared on her fair face, and there was a smile between her brows and eyes, giving people a sense of happiness that has been peaceful for years.

People are like that.

When someone has been bullying you for a long time, and that person bullies you less often, you feel that it is taking care of yourself, and you are very happy.

If one day, show mercy and don't bully you.

You even think that he is a very good man!
but forgot...

He shouldn't have bullied you!

The same goes for the little empress.

The responsibility of the Ministry of Education is to uphold the monarch's purpose and control the decision-making of orders.

A large part of the official documents on the case of the little girl Dilong should not have been handled by her.

It was only because Fang Xiu, the prime minister, was too lazy to deal with trivial matters and fooled around at will, that she took over.

in other words.

These official documents should remain in the Zhongshu Ministry.

It has nothing to do with "sympathizing with His Majesty" or "fearing that you are overworked"!

In fact, the little empress also understood this truth, but it didn't prevent her from being happy in her heart.

It is better to suffer less bullying than to be bullied every day.

Today, Fang Xiu is willing to do more chores.

Tomorrow, maybe you will be loyal to the emperor and patriotic from the bottom of your heart.

This kind of thing, who can say for sure?

Thinking of this, the little empress couldn't help thinking about her happy life in the future, and the smile on her face grew stronger.

Behind.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wan'er felt emotional in her heart.

"Sure enough, if His Majesty wants to live a more comfortable life, it's more practical to put Fang Xiang on the dragon couch."

The little empress, Lin Wan'er, a master and a servant, each thinking of different things, kept silent.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation was quiet for a moment.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the hall.

Immediately afterwards, the crisp voice of the maid suddenly sounded.

"Your Majesty, there is new news from Jinyang Mansion, please take a look."

As he spoke, he presented the information with both hands.

Logically speaking, this information should be handed over to Lin Wan'er first.

Lin Wan'er collected the essence and presented it to the little empress.

But because of the previous bet with Fang Xiu, the little empress specially ordered that as long as there is any news related to Emperor Zhou, all news should be presented immediately.

Therefore, the court lady in charge of Zhou's intelligence went directly to the Empress.

"bring here."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Lin Wan'er stepped forward, took the information, and presented it to the Empress.

The empress took the information and browsed it from top to bottom.

Just watched it for a while.

Her expression changed.

His eyes widened in vain, his mouth opened slightly, with an expression of disbelief.

"It turned out to be really drowning."

Fang Xiu, the traitor, bet her that it would be within three months.

But now, not even half a month.

Emperor Zhou had already contracted a cold and was bedridden.

All this is a coincidence.

Or it was true as Fang Xiu said, it was because Emperor Zhou touched the core interests of the scholar-bureaucrats and was plotted against by the scholar-bureaucrats.

"Even if what Fang Xiu said is true, half a month is too fast!"

"It's impossible. Zhou's palace is full of scholar-bureaucrats."

Think of this.

The little empress suddenly thought of herself, frowned slightly, and said in her heart:

"It seems. It's not impossible."

"After all, that traitor Fang Xiu has planted a lot of eyeliners in the palace. If he wants me to drown, he probably won't need to spend much effort."

Look at the information in your hand.

A picture could not help appearing in the little empress's mind.

She was walking on the path of Yujing Garden, and somehow stepped on a puddle of sewage mixed with oil, and fell into the pool uncontrollably.

She threw herself desperately and shouted for help.

The surrounding maids didn't seem to hear, just watching with cold eyes.

It wasn't until she was about to drown that Lin Wan'er rushed over and jumped into the pool to save her.

Back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The cold weather and the fright made her catch a cold as it should be.

The prescription prescribed by the imperial doctor has not been effective for a long time.

Within a few days, she was bedridden, extremely weak.

Just like that, a few more days passed.

Suddenly one day, she woke up from the sick bed and found that there was no one in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

There was only a familiar figure standing not far away, looking at her with cold eyes.

As he approached, he said in a gloomy voice:

"Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine!"

The blurry figure gradually approached and became clearer.

at last.

A familiar face appeared in her mind.

No surprises.

It's the traitor Fang Xiu!
Think of this.

The little empress suddenly shuddered, and a chill rose all over her body.

Even though he was in the warm Hall of Mental Cultivation, it seemed like he was in an ice cave, his heart was cold!

"It won't be like this"

"He wouldn't treat me like that!"

The little empress turned pale, and told herself in her heart not to think about it anymore.

However, as soon as such thoughts appeared, they inevitably fermented.

After a while.

She shook her head vigorously, thinking:

"call--"

"What are you thinking about? He is a traitor himself. If he wants to kill me, he has already done it. Why wait until now."

The little empress took a deep breath, calmed down, and muttered to herself:
"Speaking of which, why would he bet me on this matter?"

"Does he want to tell me that if I am disobedient, he can deal with me like Zhou's scholar-bureaucrats dealt with Zhou Emperor?"

"Or, do you simply want to see me wearing that black silk?"

When this idea came up, the little empress began to feel uneasy again.

"What the hell is that black silk?"

"If it's unsightly, I don't want to wear it."

At this moment, the little empress thought a lot in her mind.

After a while.

She shook her head, forcing herself not to think about it.

Looking at Lin Wan'er beside her, she ordered:
"Let Fang Xiu enter the palace to meet me."

Lin Wan'er thought for a while, lowered her voice, and whispered:
"Do you want Fang Xiang to wear the black ribbon?"

When the little empress made a bet with Fang Xiu, she stood behind and heard it clearly.

to be frank.

She was also curious about what black silk was.

Even more curious, what would His Majesty look like in black silk.

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!"

The little empress squinted at Lin Wan'er, and said angrily.

"woooooo"

Lin Wan'er suddenly felt wronged.

After a few breaths, she took the courage to ask:

"So, Your Majesty, do you want Fang Xiang to wear black silk?"

A blush appeared on the beautiful face of the little empress, pretending to be annoyed, and squeezed out a word between her teeth.

"roll!"

Seeing the expression of the little empress, Lin Wan'er understood instantly, and her delicate face showed an expression of "all servants understand", and said:

"The maidservant has gone, goodbye, Your Majesty."

Then he quickly ran out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Wu Mingkong sat on the dragon chair, watching her back disappear from sight, the blush on his face gradually faded, revealing a touch of anxiety.

Based on what she knew about the traitor Xiu.

Black silk will never be a serious dress.

Now it depends on how serious it is, whether she can accept it.

"As long as it's not a black silk bellyband, I can barely accept it."

Thinking so, the little empress took out "Jiangyue Tabloid" and read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Prime Minister.

It is late autumn.

A gust of autumn wind blew by, and the withered and yellow leaves made a salsa sound and danced in the air.

In the courtyard, Yang Yuhuan was the only one sitting on the stone bench.

The beautiful face was a little dazed, with a pair of apricot eyes staring blankly at the dead leaves on the ground, wondering what she was thinking.

As the weather got colder, the war between Wu and Yue gradually came to a stalemate.

Daji decided to take advantage of this opportunity to open Zhenbaozhai's shop to Wu State to seize the market.

But opening branches in neighboring countries is not an easy task.

What's more, Wu's commerce and trade are extremely developed, and the merchants' competitiveness is extremely strong. Although they have been impacted by the war, they are still stronger than the big merchants.

In the past few days, Daji has been busy making plans, thinking of gaining a firm foothold in the cities on the edge of Wu State first, and then driving the shop to Gusu City.

In addition, I have to take care of the original shop, and I am very busy.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu planned to ask Yang Yuhuan to learn some business knowledge and help Daji share some.

Yang Yuhuan was also very interested at the beginning, thinking that she could share the worries of the Prime Minister, but unfortunately after studying for a while, she found that she was really not that material.

At first, she couldn't even understand the most basic accounting books.

After learning, even if I understand a little bit, I still don't know how to adjust the price of goods, how to dispatch goods, and how to calculate income.

Several nights.

Fang Xiu could see it, she lit the lamp to read at night, delving into Daji's few books.

What is "The Way of Business", what is "Rules of Survival in the Workplace".
It's a pity that the progress is very small.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu didn't make it difficult for her any more, he just let her continue to do what she likes, and she didn't have to learn how to do business anymore.

After all.

It was Fang Xiu who summoned him here for no reason, even if it didn't work, there was nothing to say.

In any case, Yang Yuhuan, who is not full of grips, is quite seductive to look at.

But obviously.

Although Yang Yuhuan is young, she is not willing to be a vase that can only be admired.

She also wanted to be like Daji, to share the worries of Xiangye.

The more so, the more I think about it.

The more I think about it, the more painful it is.

In the garden in late autumn.

Yang Yuhuan sat alone, no longer the eccentric spirit of the past, sighed leisurely, and frowned.

house.

Fang Xiu didn't notice all this.

At this moment, all his attention was focused on the prize plate in front of him.

After more than a month, he clicked on [Lottery Draw] again.

"I don't know what good prizes I can get this time."

Fang Xiu thought about it, and with a thought, he started to draw the lottery.

【The lottery starts! 】

【Get it again】

[Get Dusley*100]

【Ding!Complete five draws to start resetting the prizes! 】

"The last one hasn't been used up yet, and another hundred will come. This system doesn't consider whether the host's body can handle it!"

Look at the prizes drawn.

The corner of Fang Xiu's mouth twitched, complaining in his heart.

"Forget it, don't worry about it, first look at the reset prize."

With a thought, Fang Xiu entered the lottery drawing interface again.

Prize plates have been reset.

Ten brand new prizes side by side.

【貂蝉召唤卡*1】、【再来一次】、【《养气术》*1】、【建筑：岳阳楼】、【谢谢惠顾】、【高空载人热气球*1】、【朱厚照召唤卡*1】、【柯尔特m17*1（附赠配套子弹*100）】、【玄甲骑兵*1000】、【长颈鹿*5】。

Fang Xiu's eyes fixed on the Colt m17, and his eyes lit up.

"If I remember correctly, this thing is placed in the mall, and one hundred thousand emotion points are needed to unlock it. If I can draw it this time, it will be considered a blood profit!"

Fang Xiu thought so, and with a thought, he drew a lottery again.

【The lottery starts! 】

The pointer turned slowly, skipping [Again], and came to ["Nursing Qi Technique"*1].

[Obtain "Nursing Qi Technique"*1]

The system beep sounds.

Fang Xiu frowned slightly, cursing in his heart:

This kind of Taoist classics that can be seen everywhere has a fart use!
The [-] emotional value is in vain again!

(End of this chapter)