Emperor Phoenix Policy: Feng Qingtian

Chapter 141

Pei Xiu doesn't have the energy to manage the fate of officials below the sixth rank now, so she entrusts these matters to Wu Qingshan, and Wu Qingshan is her secret game, so the fate of all officials below the sixth rank is in her hands.

The cornerstone of a country lies in the people, followed by officials at the grassroots level. Those people are the closest to ordinary people, and those people are also the people who have the greatest relationship with people's livelihood.

Pei Xiu only had the energy to catch the officials at the top, but ignored the officials at the bottom. Her chance came.

There are many talented people in the Jiangnan gentry, and she will quietly place these people in every corner of Dazhou. They are like densely packed ants, digging and working in every corner.

As long as there is a chance to be promoted, they will rise up little by little, occupying every class in Dazhou.

Of course, when Feng Jin uses the Jiangnan gentry, she will also guard against them. She will not give all the opportunities to the Jiangnan gentry. Among the roster of officials below the sixth rank, those who can be used by her are those who are capable and able to do things. Yes, even if there are occasional flaws, she will keep them. In the officialdom, they are completely clean and there are too few people with a clean sleeve, so she doesn't have to be too harsh.

As for those who can't do anything in their positions and eat vegetarian meals in their positions, there is no need to stay.

Everything was going according to her plan, and the only thing that worried her was Fragrant.

Thinking of this, Feng Jin's heart was filled with panic, wishing to level the gate of death, but could Fu Yu be cured by leveling the gate of death?Obviously not.

Feng Jin rubbed his aching temples, hating that goblin-like master of the Death Gate.

"A Jin is worried about Fu Yu?"

A nameless low voice floated over from the side, Feng Jin nodded slightly.

"Ah Jin doesn't have to worry too much. Doctor Zhang also said that Fu Yu's situation won't get worse at the moment. We still have time."

Wuming walked over and gently rubbed Feng Jin's temples. Feng Jin sighed faintly, "I know, but seeing her like that makes me feel uncomfortable."

She held Wuming's hand and frowned, "Wuming, tell me, is this really a leftover problem from testing new drugs?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's true or not, don't worry too much. Doctor Zhang also said that although he can't cure Fu Yu's poison, he can help control it and prevent the situation from getting worse. As long as there is time, everything will turn around. "

"Even if there is a turning point, the turning point is at the door of death."

Feng Jin sighed faintly, Wuming's face changed slightly, "You still want to go to the gate of death again?"

Feng Jin shook her head, "I won't go, it's useless to go, the head of the sect knows Fu Yu's appearance, and knows that I will be furious, but still handed her over to us, there are only two reasons, one, he didn't Two, he has a solution, but he doesn't want to solve it, or he can't solve it. Fu Yu is the leftist of the gate of death, and knows many secrets of the gate of death. She has become like this, which is equivalent to being a fool and dumb. It will leak secrets. No matter what the reason is, it is useless for me to go to the gate of death."

Wuming breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing his nervous appearance, Feng Jin couldn't help laughing, "Why are you so nervous? I won't do stupid things like putting life and death on the line again, don't worry."

She underestimated the people in the Central Plains before, thinking that the people here are of ordinary aptitude and short lifespan, and the poisons they make are mediocre. She is from the Canghai Continent and has extremely high talents. The so-called seven insects and seven flower poisons can't help her , Now I know that she was wrong, very wrong.

From now on, she will re-examine this continent. Perhaps there are hidden secrets that she does not know. After all, her previous impressions of this continent are limited to the records in books.

"Ajin, I'm really scared."

Wuming hugged her from behind and put his face on her shoulder, "You don't know that the moment you feel your breath is gone and your heartbeat stops, I feel like the sky is falling and I'm at a loss , the whole heart hurts into pieces, the so-called despair is probably like this, for a moment, I want to go with you like this, but I am afraid that if I go too, you will fall in the snow, it will be very cold, you are so afraid Leng, I thought in my heart to take you back to the palace first, arrange everything properly, and then go underground to accompany you."

Wuming hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to pull her into his body, to make the two of them merge into one, "Fortunately, I persisted for a while, although I fell asleep in a daze, I don't know what happened What, but luckily you woke up."

Feng Jin sighed faintly, and sincerely said with self-reproach, "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I made you worry."

"There's no apology between you and me, it's just—"

Wuming paused for a while, sighed, hugged her even tighter, and kissed her soft black hair, "It's just, Ah Jin, I don't want to feel this way again, it's too painful."

Feng Jin held his hand and interlocked his fingers tightly, "It will never happen again, don't worry."

She thought for a while, "I won't go to the gate of death, and you don't have to either. I'll write a letter to find out what the gate master has to say."

The goblin looked at her with burning eyes, with undisguised naked desire. As a woman, she knew what it was, and she would not send it to her door unless it was absolutely necessary.

She is not afraid of Pei Xiu, the great general Zhong Mo who holds a heavy army, and the courtiers who are as slippery as loaches, but she is actually a little afraid of that monster.

Probably this person is a lunatic who doesn't act according to common sense. Her strategizing, full of schemes, doesn't work in front of him.

Even if you want to use force, you will hurt yourself too much and it is not worthwhile.

She has nothing to do with that goblin, he doesn't care about anything, he doesn't fear life and death, even, he doesn't even have humanity, how can she do it?
For the first time in his life, Feng Jin wanted to stay away from someone.

"A Jin wants to write a letter, so I'll help her study ink."

Wuming kissed her hair deeply, then reluctantly let her go, and went to study ink.

When Feng Jin was sitting at the desk writing a letter, seeing Wuming's slender and powerful hands turning the stone pestle for grinding ink over and over again, she couldn't help but smile, "Wuming, do you think this scene is a bit familiar?"

"familiar?"

"Does it look like a gifted scholar and a beautiful lady?"

Holding the pen, Feng Jin looked at Wuming with a smile, her eyes were watery and provocative, "It's just that I'm that talented person, and you are that beautiful woman."

Wuming was speechless, "What nonsense is Ah Jin talking about?"

"What nonsense?"

Feng Jin pinched Wuming's chin with a smile, and winked at him, looking like a playboy, "Beauty, come, give me a smile."

Wuming was even more speechless, put down the stone pestle, and said solemnly, "A Jin, don't do this again."

"Why not?"

Seeing Wuming's appearance, Feng Jin wanted to tease him, "Think about it, since ancient times, there have only been male emperors, and I am the first female emperor, and the yin and yang have been reversed, and ah, you will be mine in the future Husband, the pleasures of the boudoir, such things as red sleeves adding fragrance are indispensable, you have to get used to it now."

Hearing the word Huanghu, Wuming's eyes lit up, he lowered his head and picked up the stone pestle again, and studied the ink seriously.

Seeing his low-browed, obedient appearance, Feng Jin found another bad taste, and after writing a few words, she came to tease him, either stroking his chin or patting his buttocks.

When a letter was written, Wuming's whole body was touched and pinched, and she had already set her on fire.

Seeing Feng Jin seal the envelope, he immediately called the hidden guards to send her to the gate of death, then picked Feng Jin up, threw her on the dragon couch, and hurriedly pressed her down...

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched her body, Feng Jin stretched out his hand to stop him, and looked at him with watery eyes, "I am the emperor, yin and yang are reversed, and you have to serve me. I can do whatever I want. Now, I Want to be on top..."

Wuming stood upright and stood beside the bed with his arms crossed, the corners of his lips slowly raised, revealing a wicked and domineering smile, "Is Yin and Yang upside down? Are you on top? You can do whatever you want, right?" ?”

Every time he asked a question, Feng Jin nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

A dangerous gleam flashed in Wuming's eyes, "Then Ah Jin, don't regret it!"

Feng Jin was flustered by the dangerous light in his eyes, but she still said firmly, "I will never regret it!"

Soon, she regretted it, because Wuming didn't cooperate with her!
Feng Jin was dumbfounded when he saw Wuming who was motionless and looked at her extremely calmly.

"Good nameless, good nameless, please cooperate, otherwise I can't go on alone..."

Feng Jin begged softly, eyes misty and misty, looking at Wuming pitifully.

Wuming sighed, facing such a Jin, his heart had long been softened into mud, and his powerful big hands supported her slender waist, and began to move...

It's just that very quickly, the up and down positions of the two of them were reversed. At this moment, Feng Jin couldn't control so much, letting Wuming lead her up wave after wave of peaks...

(End of this chapter)