Wearing Pheromone As a Faint King

Xiao Yangliu slapped again, the tone was crisper than before, and she slapped Qu Wanwan down.

Wen Sanniang stood beside Qu Jinying and patted her on the shoulder: "The county owner, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, okay?"

If someone else came to persuade him, Qu Jinying would never appreciate it. If he missed the second room, how would he discipline the servants in the inner house in the future.

But Sanniang Wen helped her escape. She was a life-saving benefactor, and she needed to know that Entu retribution was.

There was a loosening between the thick clouded eyebrows: "Little Yangliu, how many palms have you hit?"

"Back to the county lord, twelve."

"Okay, Wan'er is also tired, let Xi Anyuan think about it, the remaining eight slaps will come to collect after the ban is over!"

Qu Wanwan collapsed on the futon at this time, her hair half-spread, like a drowning dog about to die, as if she had experienced a long torture.

However, his eyes were fierce, and he stared at Xiao Yangliu fiercely.

Qu Jinyao on one side also finished receiving the punishment. He turned over and lay down and jumped up with another carp. As if he had a full sleep, he stretched his waist and said, "It's really comfortable."

Then he held his stomach and laughed at Qu Wanwan's face as swollen like a giant pomegranate.

Qu Wanwan was supported by Liu Erniang and staggered out. When passing by Qu Jinying, she let go of her ruthless words: "Let's wait and see."

The days returned to peace again, and in a blink of an eye it came to August.

Qu Jinying's back neck injury has healed, and the skin is soft, leaving a faint scar. She wakes up to dress up every morning, touches it subconsciously, and scolds Wujun several times for shamelessness.

The picking of draft girls has also officially started.

This is a tedious and long process, which is handled by the Ministry of Internal Affairs with full authority.

First, 5,000 girls who have not been selected from among the national officials and ladies are selected. After two rounds of primary and secondary elections, they will be eliminated.

"Someone is a little longer, some is a little shorter, some is a little fat, some is a little barren, all help them out."

"Ears, eyes, mouth, nose, hair, skin, waist, limbs, shoulders, and back have an illegal appearance."

There is also "the old man of Gong'e leads to the secret room, explores his breasts, sniffs his armpits, and buckles his texture."

Only fifty people were left to enter the final palace selection.

Each room was eating lunch, and after hearing the bad news, they rushed to the front yard to receive orders.

The imperial decree is lengthy, to the effect that the three generations of courageous Hou Zhongliang, granted special treatment, and the two daughters skipped the audition and entered the finals directly.

Qu Ao took the imperial decree with a feeling of stepping on shit, and rewarded the internal officials who passed the decree according to the rules.

Where did the internal officer dare to receive the money from the future uncle, waved his hands again and again: "Congratulations to Hou Ye, congratulations to Hou Ye, don't forget the minion in the future."

Qu Ao clenched his posterior molars, your **** thing is indeed unforgettable.

When the people left, Erniang Liu cried with joy: "I didn't expect my Wanwan to enter the palace. It really gives my mother a long face. Ying'er, you are the elder sister. You will have to take care of your sister in the palace in the future."

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, Qu Jinyao yelled: "Bah, you just entered the palace, and your whole family enters the palace."

Qu Wanwan immediately squatted fortune: "Thank you for your blessing, brother."

Qu Jinyao was so angry: I will throw dung on this white lotus one day.

"Ying'er, don't worry, for your father, go and intercede with the empress dowager, relying on her to make friends with your mother—" Qu Ao walked a few steps back and forth behind his hands.

Qu Jinying looked up at the blue sky, and said in a daze: "I'm afraid that it means the queen mother to ask me to enter Miyamoto."

Hearing this, Qu Ao stopped.

His composer was originally a scholar, and he and his father used to serve as the Bailudong wine sacrifice. There were thousands of students, and those who could enter the DPRK as officials regarded themselves as the Bailu Party.

After that, he abandoned his education and joined the military, married Qu Jinying's mother, and married the family of Hua who was sitting on the Northern Army in Shiwan Town.

If the two daughters enter the palace, the Qu family is considered to be under the command of the unconscious monarch.

…Poor parents in the world, the queen mother really broke her heart for her emperor.

Qu Jinying murmured: "Let's do everything by fate!"

He also said that he wanted to donate outside the Xicheng Gate to help the Yuzhou victims who fled to Yanjing.

The House of Internal Affairs has been very busy recently, they are rushing to make a special gift, similar to black fire medicine, but not lethal.

The emperor named it Fireworks.

What a poetic name, they dare not live up to the emperor's romance, sleep and eat, and are as busy as a top.

The heat is sweltering, and the heat is hard to deal with.

Yi Dongpo went to the ice cellar to fetch ice cubes, intending to put them in the Yangxin Temple to help Wei Yansi go to the heat. When passing by the construction office, he took a look at the incident to find out what the fireworks are.

When it bloomed in the sky, he cried out wonderfully.

Returning to the Hall of Nourishing the Heart, he slapped Wei Yansi who had just finished his nap.

"This thing is only because there is a human world in the sky. How many times do you have to look at the world? Long live, you are really a **** and man."

Wei Yansi was very useful, and the pride of science students rose in her heart, put down Zhu Bi and said, "It looks more beautiful at night."

Yi Dongpo smiled trivially: "Is it for Princess Qinghui?"

"Of course."

Wei Yansi called Chun Lai in, and urged him to go to the Mansion of Yongyi as soon as possible, and asked the lord of Qinghui County to leave the mansion. Afraid of influencing other people's boudoir's name, he also specifically asked Chun Lai to remember to dress up in disguise, so as not to be recognized as the **** of the Hall of Cultivation of Hearts, so as not to provoke rumors.

I went to do it as soon as the spring came, and came back less than an hour, and said with a sad face: "Long live back, the people from the Courageous Hou's Mansion said Qinghui County Lord has gone away."

This kind of excuse is fooling people.

Wei Yansi asked: "Did you say where you went?"

"They didn't want to tell the minion. Fortunately, the minion was lucky. After waiting at the door, they saw the maid of Qinghui County Master Xiao Yangliu... secretly followed her to the Xicheng Gate. Guess what I saw?"

"Qinghui County Lord?"

"Exactly, the Yongyi Hou's Mansion built a porridge shed to relieve the victims, and the head of Qinghui County is in charge of it."

Yi Dongpo sighed: "The master of Qinghui County has a good heart."

Human beings are indeed beautiful, and they will not be good when they kill kings in the future.

Wei Yansi made a decisive decision: "Go out and leave the palace."

Yi Dongpo covered his frightened little heart: "Long live, the slave's **** has just healed, and can't stand the toss anymore. You promised the queen mother to stay in the palace well, you have no joking, the queen mother blames it, the slave is afraid It's too old to be saved."

Wei Yansi sneered slightly: "You have to talk more, I will let you die now."

Yi Dongpo shrank his head as he learned from the tortoise.

Like last time, she also brought Feng He, a martial arts and powerful imperial guard.

Not wanting to attract people's attention, they each changed into simple clothes, and got a simple carriage, bumping up to the West Gate.

Under the auspices of the chief assistant Lu Chijing, a blessing workshop and a medical workshop have been established here to accommodate the victims. The Ministry of Household allocated money, grain and medicinal materials. The staff allocated the staff. More than half of the imperial physicians and physicians from the Tai Hospital also came.

It's just that the victims are too turbulent, the rescue team is formed too hastily, there is no regular discipline, and there are still a large number of victims who have nowhere to go. They were in rags and rags, and fell crookedly under the roots of the city wall.

Wei Yansi had never seen such a battle, and called to stop, ignoring Yi Dongpo's obstruction and jumped down.

Immediately, a thin young woman was holding her baby and begging for food.

"My son, you can do it all right."

Yi Dongpo and Feng He hurriedly protected her in the middle.

She looked at the woman for a while: "Didn't the court send food? I heard that Yongyi Hou's Mansion has also set up a porridge shed."

The woman said weakly: "There are too many victims, not enough points."

"Impossible." Wei Yansi confidently said, "Go ahead and see, the court has distributed a hundred pallets of grain, enough for the Yanjing victims to eat for a month."

The woman seemed to have no strength to speak again, she barely took a few breaths, her dirty face was black and white, and her eyes were shining with hope: "Do you have anything to eat? Give it a little bit. I only took it yesterday. The shed got a bowl of porridge, and the child couldn't stand it anymore."

Wei Yan couldn't bear it, so she took off the purse at her waist and put the silver into her rough palm.

The woman was flattered, as if she had gained strength from the silver, and knelt down and kowtowed.

Seeing this, the surrounding people rushed forward one after another, stretched out their thin bamboo arms to beg for money: "Master, do it all right."

Seeing more and more people, Feng He drew out his sword with a wave, trying to scare them away.

"My son, please." The victims did not retreat.

Wei Yansi: "Didn't the imperial court build a porridge shed?"

An old man with a dead wood stick as a cane trembled and said: "There is no food! You don’t have to wait for a bowl in the porridge shed for a day. The victims are increasing every day, and they all rely on looting to eat. Yesterday, they squeezed the porridge shed. Two collapsed...we are old and sick, and we can't get it."

As he spoke, he scolded God, and then scolded the faint king.

"Bold!" Yi Dongpo scolded, "Yan Jing is at the feet of the emperor. Don't talk nonsense, otherwise you will be delicious!"

"Whether I can live until tomorrow is not certain? Old man, I have a horrible life, so what are you afraid of?"

They quarreled, but the others were snatching money from the woman's hands, pushing and pushing each other, and then they wanted to grab Wei Yansi regardless of their intentions, startled the horse pulling the cart, and kicked and injured several people.

The man and the horse were confused into a pot of porridge, and several black hands grabbed Wei Yansi's clothes.

The author has something to say:

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to name the cp name "Jin Yiwei". Please click the claw of the cute little girl in the comment area. I will give you 1000 Jinjiang coins.

Jin Yiwei CP will meet tomorrow night, look forward to it~~

Note: The ancient essay that selected the talented girl is excerpted from "The Story of the Empress Ming Yi'an" by Ji Xiaolan