The Playful Queen: The Evil King's Favorite

Chapter 149 God Level Correction Memorial

Bei Ming smiled slightly and glanced at Murong Jinxian who was smiling evilly at the side, his teeth itching in anger.

"Yes, my son obeys the order."

Bei Minglin nodded in satisfaction, "That's good, I'll go back with your imperial father first."

"Congratulations to the Queen Mother."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Bei Minglin held Mo Qi's hand, the two supported each other to get up, and walked out.

Eunuch Yang shouted outside: "Your Majesty, get up and drive back to the palace."

After Beiminglin left, Beiming Shaoxiao quickly went to the side to lie down on the imperial concubine chair.

"Your Highness."

"Your Highness..." Miao Feng and Qiu Shui surrounded her.

"Why?" Beiming Shaoxiao replied weakly.

Qiu Shui brought a tray full of notebooks, and said, "Your Highness, this is a memorial brought to you by His Majesty."

Beiming Shaoxiao suddenly got up and looked at the tray of memorials, one head and two big.

Fuck!Is it really a memorial?

I, can I regret what I promised Shaoyuan?Is this really going to catch the ducks on the shelves?

"Your Highness?" Qiu Shui recalled Bei Ming, who was absent-minded, and smiled.

Beiming Shaoxiao ignored her, casually picked up a memorial in the basin, opened it, and read: "In March of the [-]th year of the peak calendar, the son of Li Ning, the champion of martial arts, was raped by the daughter of Xu Cheng? "

"Damn it! What the hell is this? Does it even care about other people's rape cases? It doesn't matter whether the king is her father or her mother." Bei Ming smiled and threw the memorial out.

Everyone: "..."

Beiming Shaoxiao picked up another book, opened it, read, and said: "Luancheng is severely drought, the people are suffering, and the people are in dire straits. On behalf of Luancheng, I ask Your Majesty to open the treasury and release grain to help the people."

This Beiming Shaoxiao didn't complain, but propped his chin, thinking.

Everyone looked at her carefully, for fear that she would lose the memorial again.

Murong Jinxian sat at the side, sipping tea leisurely, looking at Beiming with rippling amber eyes and smiling slightly.

Miaofeng couldn't hold back, and asked, "Your Highness, what do you think of this paper?"

"Brush and ink." Beiming spit out two words with a small smile, turned around and sat at a table beside him.

Donggu quickly went to the backyard and brought the four treasures of the study that hadn't been used for several years in the study.

Beiming Shaoxiao picked up the brush, and "corrected" the memorial with a pen.

Everyone was curious about what His Highness would write on the memorial.

"Crack!" Beiming Shaoxiao put down the brush, looked at what he wrote with satisfaction, and handed it to Miaofeng.

Miaofeng couldn't hold back, and opened it to have a look.

It reads below: It is my business to open the national treasury, what kind of onion are you?Qualified to represent the people of Luan City?Relief is of course relief, and I will send people to rescue. Before that, I hope that you will first empty your home and rescue the people in the fire and water, so that you can show that you are loyal and good.

Miaofeng admired the look of all five bodies on the ground, this memorial did not seem to be approved by His Majesty, didn't His Highness turn a corner and want to empty other people's pockets first?
"Your Highness... Are you sure that's what you're approving?" Especially when she saw the rude "what kind of green onion are you?" Miaofeng couldn't bear to look directly at her.

"Of course." Bei Ming nodded with a smile, then pointed to the memorial that was thrown on the ground, and said, "Bring it here."

Xia Yue walked over to pick up the memorial, and handed it to Bei Ming with a smile: "Your Highness."

Beiming opened the memorial with a smile, and after a long pause, he threw it to Miaofeng satisfied.

Miaofeng opened it and looked again, her expression changed, she couldn't laugh or cry...

The comment above said: This kind of thing happened, and I was deeply touched. Therefore, I allow Li Ning, you can ask someone to rape Xu Cheng's daughter again. If you don't feel relieved, you can rape Xu Cheng too!
"Your Majesty, Your Highness, how dissatisfied are you with His Majesty?" You want to blacken His Majesty so much.

Beiming smiled confusedly, and said, "This king has no dissatisfaction with the queen mother! What's the matter?"

"...The subordinates talk too much, it's nothing."

"Okay, bring all the memorials here." Beiming Shaoxiao patted the table, and Qiushui put a bowl of memorials on it.

Beiming Shaoxiao was interested in continuing to work, but was interrupted by Murong Jinxian.

"and many more."

"Why?" Bei Ming smiled and looked back at him.

Murong Jinxian put down the jade cup in his hand, got up and walked over leisurely, with a gentle breeze, he directly took the two memorials in Miaofeng's hand, then glanced at them, a smile flashed in his eyes, and then held back.

"If you don't want Beifeng to be in chaos, just approve it like this!"

Bei Ming looked at him with a raised eyebrow and smiled, waiting for him to continue talking with great interest.

"Revising this memorial will easily lose the support of the people, and it will easily damage the balance of power in your Beifeng court. You must think twice when revising the memorial, and think clearly about the good and the bad."

The melodious voice of Yunlan spoke these principles.

Bei Ming smiled and listened seriously, then nodded, and said, "Mr. Murong is right, sit down."

Beiming Shaoxiao pulled him to sit next to him very attentively, and looked at him with a smile on his face.

Everyone: "..." Your Highness, did you take the wrong medicine?Such a good attitude towards Yu Wang?
The so-called, if you don't have anything to do, you can either rape or steal!

Murong Jinxian also made wild guesses about what was going on in her heart, but she didn't want to expose her.

This little girl's film is probably trying to trick herself into helping her correct the memorial.

Murong Jinxian looked at her with a smile in his eyes, his red lips moved slightly, and said: "You continue to correct! This king will go first."

Shut up, ready to get up again.

Bei Mingshao smiled and quickly grabbed his sleeve, pulling him back to his seat.

"Don't worry! You all go down!" Beiming Shaoxiao ordered.

"Yes." Everyone retreated.

Miaofeng closed the door as well, and there were only the two of them in the entire front hall.

Bei Ming smiled less, raised his pretty eyebrows, and shouted: "Brother Jin Xian."

"Huh?" This girl.

"See if we have a particularly good relationship!"

"Yes."

"We are good brothers who love each other, right?" Bei Ming Shaoxiao had his thoughts written all over his face.

Seeing that Murong Jinxian wanted to burst out laughing for no reason, but he still held back and nodded calmly: "Yes."

"The brother is in trouble, shouldn't you start by helping?" Bei Ming smiled slightly, this is a typical incarnation of a big bad wolf.

Murong Jinxian smiled charmingly: "What's wrong with you?"

"Hey~" Beiming Shaoxiao raised the memorial in his hand, and looked at him with a wicked smile.

"This lord can teach you how to criticize." Murong Jinxian was not unhelpful.

"No, why don't you approve it for me?" It's not me who approves it myself, I don't want to correct memorials all day long.

Murong Jinxian shook his head: "No, you have to learn this."

"So, you won't help?" Bei Mingshao smiled and pursed his lips.

Murong Jinxian's amber eyes concealed hesitation, but Beiming Shaoxiao stood up abruptly.

"Forget it if you don't help, I'll ask Shaoyuan to help." Shaoyuan had already agreed to this matter, since he was a studious person since he was a child, it shouldn't be difficult to correct the memorial.

"Crack!" Murong Jinxian grabbed Beiming Shaoxiao's hand, and said with a slightly heavy expression, "Don't go."

"Then will you help?" Bei Ming looked down at him with a small smile.

Murong Jinxian heaved a sigh of relief, he really had nothing to do with her.

"help."

"Good brother!" Bei Mingshao smiled and turned his face faster than he could turn a book. He had a straight face just now, but now he smiled and sat down beside Murong Jinxian.

Pass him the brush and rub the ink for him.

Murong Jinxian laughed, tapped her forehead with a pen, and said in a tone of pampering that he didn't even realize: "You! You are so lazy."

"Hey~" For the sake of your help, my sister doesn't care about you.

(End of this chapter)