Stepmother Shaoguang

Lu Mingrui has now grown into a cute little pink dumpling of Yuxue, who likes sleeping and spitting bubbles most, always loves to scream when meeting people, and is not afraid of strangers.

And she is very clingy to Shi Nianjiao, even closer than a wet nurse.

As for Lu Fengju, he would occasionally give him a few smiles to save face.

Even so, Lu Fengju was intoxicated like a jewel like a jewel.However, Shen's belly is also getting bigger, and it is estimated that she will give birth in autumn, which took away some of his energy.

Since the last time she ate melon, Shen has restrained herself a lot.

And I don't know what method she used, although her belly is getting bigger, her body is still graceful in other parts, and her face is also watery, so Lu Fengju thinks she is not bad again.

When Shi Nianjiao found out, she sneered: "Never mind him, it's a way of harming others and herself. After giving birth in October, she will know that the consequences are beyond her reach."

He Shaoguang vaguely guessed it, and felt it was wrong.

This slimming method has obvious effects, but the side effects are extremely harmful to the child and the mother. If one is not careful, it will be difficult to conceive in the future.

It can only be said that Shen chose to walk a tightrope.

The sage did not prepare tea, but prepared good wine and food, and waited for King Yan to come in Xuanzheng Hall.

Sure enough, King Yan arrived late, smelling of alcohol and makeup, the sage frowned.

Before he could say anything, King Yan hiccupped and made an apology first: "Sage belch, brother emperor, my ministers are here. It's a bit late. It's okay."

Just short of gibberish, obviously drunk a lot.

The saint guessed that the servant had just fished him out of Hualou.

"Go and make him a pot of hangover tea first." The sage said disgustedly, "No need to add sugar, it needs to be bitter, the more bitter the better!"

This is the state of entering the palace and facing the saint. If any courtier is changed, the saint will have to give up his official position, and then send him to the vegetable market to do hard work.

It took a lot of effort to pour the hangover soup, and it took two servants to forcefully feed it in, and the soup was sprayed all over by King Yan immediately.

King Yan felt that he was awakened by suffering, and he might have added ten catties of Coptis chinensis.

He was pretending to be drunk, but now the original three points of drunkness became one point.

He glanced at the surrounding environment, and when he saw the saint's face clearly, his head was dripping with cold sweat, and he knelt down, his voice trembling: "Saint, brother, forgive me, brother, I lost my temper, brother, brother."

"Okay, tell me where you slept last night?"

"Uh, there is a flower building, I'm afraid it will stain the ears of the emperor, so I won't say the name of the minister?" King Yan smiled guilty, and the flesh on his face trembled.

"Tell me about you!" The sage's face was full of hatred and anger, "Since your concubine left, you have become more and more disreputable! I think you have to find a powerful concubine to take care of you!"

"Don't, don't, Brother Huang, I think this is pretty good now, hehe."

"Then fix one of your side concubines. In my opinion, Jiang's side concubine is very good. She has been with you for so many years and has worked very hard to manage the affairs of the mansion." The saint said with a sullen face.

King Yan was a little embarrassed: "This Concubine Jiang is not as young and beautiful as Concubine Li, and it would be shameless to take it out."

Seeing the sage's staring eyes, he quickly changed his words: "But it's up to Brother Huang to make the decision!"

The sage raised his forehead and said helplessly: "What can I decide for you? You still have to restrain yourself. Listen, these censors, how many books have you read in the few days you have been in Beijing? Say you are ignorant and incompetent If you don't care about your own people, you can't benefit the people of one side, and virtue doesn't deserve it."

"Brother Huang, don't listen to their nonsense, my brother, my brother is working hard day and night in the fief, and can't sleep at night. I just want to benefit the people of Yanzhou! My brother is wronged."

King Yan knelt down again, shaking as if the wooden floor could not bear his body.

"Then tell me, what have you done?"

"Uh, brother, summon all the officials of Yanzhou, and don't allow them to treat the people harshly, and don't allow the yamen to have unsolved suspicious cases."

King Yan's eyeballs rolled around, thinking about how to answer, all of which were seen by the sage.

"You just said no, it must have happened in the past. Then did you implement any countermeasures?" The saint really continued to ask.

"Never."

"Never!" The sage stood up again, pointing at him and cursing, "Don't you know that people in Yanzhou have no way to ask for an official, and they sued for imperial court?"

"Brother Huang, Brother Huang!" King Yan was so frightened that he wept bitterly, "I don't know, I'm just an empty prince. I have no real power in Yanzhou, and they don't listen to me."

Seeing that he acted sincerely, the sage had difficulty breathing, and seemed to be about to faint from crying.

He waved his hand in boredom, and rubbed his brows: "I don't care if you know it or not, but there are such bad parents and officials in your fief. I'm going to replace them all and put them in prison. Do you have any objection?"

"This..." King Yan didn't want to agree. After all the officials in Yanzhou were replaced by his people, how could they be pulled out by the sage all at once?
"Brother Huang, what kind of court are they suing? Has the truth been found out?"

King Yan didn't know about it at all, he thought it was probably a sage who lied to him.

In fact, there are indeed no people in Yanzhou who went all the way to Beijing to sue.

The saint rebuffed him straight away: "If you can't handle it well, then you don't have to worry about it. Also, if your frontier army can't practice well, then replace them to practice!"

"Yes, yes, I can practice well! Brother Huang, please forgive me. I will practice hard this time when I go back. I don't want to be a joke of those old men."

Compared with the border army officials in Yanzhou, the frontier army is naturally more important, and his secret is hidden in it. If the generals are changed, it is easy to find out that the number is wrong.
In contrast, these officials can only reluctantly give up.

The big deal is that when the time comes, let the eyeliner in the court recommend some of his own people for some important official positions
Ugh.

"Hey, Brother Huang. I heard that General Lu was attacked by assassins a few days ago. He is fine, isn't he injured?"

Finally, the sage was done with his temper, and he was able to sit down and have a good meal.

King Yan mentioned this as a joke.

The saint was taken aback, wasn't he a bandit?
He stood still and chose to say in silence: "I hurt my chest, but it's not serious."

"Oh, who did it?"

King Yan picked up a piece of pork knuckle, opened his mouth to chew, and asked while chewing without paying attention to his own image.

"Everyone is dead, and no information has been found. However, Lu Er said that his wife and daughter were almost taken captive. He captured the assassin who tried to take his wife and daughter alive, and he is locking him in the woodshed of the house."

The sage said casually, he also purposely made the King Yan camp flustered, after all they didn't know if Lu Xiaowen had any assassins in his hands.

"Then didn't that mean that the assassin who was captured alive was thrown at the gate of Xiao's mansion?"

When King Yan asked, seeing the sage looking at him thoughtfully, he realized that he had slipped his words.