Disguising as a man: The Emperor of Cold Love

Chapter 8

Jun Moxi put down the cup in his hand and saluted Wu Yazi

For Wu Yazi, Jun Moxi respected him wholeheartedly.Not only because of being an elder, but also because of his wisdom and talent
For those who are capable, Jun Moxi has to be in awe
"Your Excellency, you don't need to be too polite"

"kindness"

Jun Moxi gave up the main position to Wu Yazi, and Wu Yazi nodded in satisfaction, "According to the Prime Minister, what is the makeup of the world at this time?"

"Tai Fu don't want to joke about the truth"

"The prime minister is appreciated by the emperor at such a young age, how could it be a joke?"

Wu Yazi looked at Jun Moxi meaningfully, that half smile was not a smile...why is he so cheap

"If Taifu is interested, why not read the "Historical Records""

"History"! ?Wu Yazi has heard of it, but the above records are all unofficial histories of dynasties.

He didn't think there was anything good-looking in it, "Don't make fun of me, little friend!"

From Wu Yazi's appearance, one can tell that he doesn't care about this "Almanac".

"Dare to ask the master

time + fashion = fashion
time + fad + time = obsolete
time + fashion + time + time = nostalgia

Time + fashion + time + time + time + time + time =? "

Wu Yazi touched the small goatee on his chin, really lost in thought.

What is this?Even if Wu Yazi lived most of his life, he still doesn't know the answer.

"Little friend, don't play charades anymore, even if the old man has lived most of his life, he still doesn't know."

"annihilation"

Wu Yazi murmured the word "annihilation" repeatedly, and Jun Moxi picked up the cold tea

"It can't be like what I said with the princesses last time. It's just a fading fashion. If the Taifu has the time, you might as well take a look."

Wu Yazi took the book "Almanac" handed over by Jun Moxi, and was silent for two or three seconds, "What you said makes a lot of sense"

"The makeup of the times, the makeup of the times, comes from the city and spreads everywhere. The fashion of the times has no distance, and the cheeks are not painted and the face is not powdered.

The black paste makes the lips look like mud, and the eyebrows are painted with a low horoscope.Yan Mei loses her true self in black and white, and her makeup looks like she is crying.

The round servant girl has no temples piled up in a bun, and has a slanting red but not dizzy ocher face.It was heard in the past that Zhongxin in Yichuan had seen and knew Rong.

Yuanhe Zhuangjun remembers that the bun is piled up and the surface is ocher. "

Jun Moxi left a poem and left, she believed that with Wu Yazi's intelligence, she would be able to understand the meaning

It was only after Jun Moxi walked out of the gazebo that he realized why he came today. It seems that this lesson cannot be taught today.

When Jun Moxi returned to the city, he happened to meet Shan Qianqian who was rushing to the Shang's study room. Looking at her exquisite attire, he knew what Shan Qianqian meant.

"Do not laugh"

Jun Moxi pursed his lips, and looked away calmly, "En"

"It seems that the relationship between the newly-appointed prime minister and the third lady of Shangfu is indeed as rumored."

On the second floor of a restaurant, several windows are wide open, and a few figures can be vaguely seen by the windows. It looks like a few men
Through the window, they could see Shan Qianqian and Jun Moxi with their heads down.But Shan Qianqian was talking alone, and the other was listening attentively.

"Third brother, I think this prime minister looks good, when will he come to teach us?"

"How do I know that? I'll ask my brother."

I believe that if you are as smart as you, you should also guess who these three people are.

Xue Lingtian (Eldest Prince) stared blankly for a second or two, "Father said before, this prime minister may or may not come early
It can be seen how much Father appreciates him, even if he didn't go to court earlier, how could he come to our Shang Academy? "

Xue Moyun pouted and said, "I really like brother prime minister, ah! Third brother, why are you hitting me on the head with a fan?"

"Fifth brother, don't talk nonsense, how can you like a man like the prime minister?"

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