Early summer and Xiao mubai were discussing the lingmen organization inside the house, when they heard the sound of the basin falling to the ground from time to time outside the house, or the scream of Zhao Xingwen's ass being burned to "ouch", followed by the sound of swearing more and more.

Finally, there was a more miserable cry for mercy.

Zhao Xingwen saw that the Raven kept adding a new hypnotic incense and said sadly, "when can I burn this Xiangge Laozi?"

Su Qian'an sent Huo Wenshu back to his house. As soon as he entered the yunqi courtyard, he saw Zhao Xingwen's sad voice.

He looked at Zhao Xingwen with an unbearable look on his face: "what have you done?"

Zhao Xingwen rolled his eyes. Although his face was angry, his tone was already weak: "just ask your highness King Mo why he doesn't drink."

Han SA, who was outside the house, listened to this sentence and drew from the corners of his mouth. As soon as he wanted to defend his master, he saw Su Qian'an compassionate pat him on the shoulder: "Your Highness the king of Mo is really stingy."

Han SA was annoyed when he heard this. He was about to scold, but he saw Su Qian'an's shot. Although it didn't use much strength, it made Zhao Xingwen lose his balance. His legs were soft, the basin on his head tilted slightly, and the water in it was spilled out in an instant, pouring out two injections of half burned incense.

The Raven changed two for him, and the ink fragrance cleverly filled the basin above his head with water.

Han SA burst into a belly laugh and was not angry or angry. He didn't even want to say anything to refute.

Zhao Xingwen's eyes staring at Su Qian'an can devour him alive. Su Qian'an's face is also embarrassed. How did he know that Zhao Xingwen is so fragile at present? He just took a light ride

At last, I was there for Zhao Xingwen. I didn't know how many times I continued the ink fragrance of water. I couldn't bear it.

Seeing that he looked like this, I didn't know what he had done wrong. I whispered: "General Zhao, I told you this afternoon that you can't disturb the young master when he is sleeping. You have to wake him up while the raven is not around."

Mo Xiang sighed and shook his head slightly. It was clear that he was unkind at that time.

Su Qian'an heard that he actually called to get up at the beginning of summer in the afternoon. With an embarrassed look on his face, he pointed to him: "you deserve it, your Highness the king of ink."

Cold SA listened to Su Qian'an's words and looked at the Raven. He suddenly felt that his neck was cold again. He was deeply convinced of his words.

At the beginning, he just shouted outside the account and was almost strangled by the Raven.

Now Zhao Xingwen even called the early summer while the Raven was away.

Han Sa "tut" twice, and suddenly felt that he was really looking for himself.

Zhao Xingwen knew at this time that he had been making trouble for a long time because he told him to get up in early summer.

But now, he doesn't even have the strength to swear.

"That's my cousin. You can do it, too." At the beginning of summer, after finishing the business with Xiao mubai, they were looking through the window at Zhao Xingwen, who was miserable outside. At the beginning of summer, they thought of Xiao mubai's accusation to themselves in the afternoon and returned it to him intact.

"That's your cousin. You burned hypnotic incense for him..." Xiao mubai looked at Zhao Xingwen, who was struggling to support but sleepy, and gently nodded his forehead at the beginning of summer.

At the beginning of summer, he glanced: "I don't have ordinary incense here. Hypnotic incense is good."

Xiao mubai also raised his lips and smiled: "the king's intention is to forge his physique and temper his will. It really took a lot of effort."

At the beginning of the summer, he turned his head and looked at Xiao mubai. A moment later, he clapped for him. He tortured people. So far, he can talk like this. It's really not something ordinary people can do.

If you change him, you'll stab him at most, or you can give him some medicine to keep a long memory.

Xiao mubai is really playing with flowers, fresh and refined, amazing.

When did Xiao mubai leave? Zhao Xingwen doesn't know. He only knew that he had been squatting until dawn. All the servants in the Hou house came out to see his jokes. Finally, he startled the Hou Lord. At the beginning of summer, he let go and let him go back to the house.

He let off his strained breath and fell directly to the ground. As soon as his eyes were closed, he fell asleep. Where could he still have the strength to go back to his house.

When the Marquis saw this, he scolded the little rabbit in early summer and asked Mo Xiang to clean up a wing room. Su Qian'an went into the room with Zhao Xingwen on his back and had a sleep first.

Zhao Xingwen didn't wake up until Shenshi. When he woke up, he complained to the marquis. The Marquis pretended to take him to settle accounts in early summer, but there was no figure of early summer in yunqi courtyard.

"Why don't you have dinner at the Marquis house? I'll teach chu'er a lesson for you when he comes back?" The Marquis said eagerly to him.

After hearing this, Zhao Xingwen felt numb on his scalp and ate it?

He didn't want to eat any more. He declined and went out of the Hou's house like a fire, looking for Huo Wenshu to explain in the direction of the Huo's house.

Xiao mubai left the Marquis house before yesterday because he had to go to the early Dynasty today. Otherwise, he didn't know how long he would stay in the house at the beginning of summer.

In today's court, the emperor proposed that the post of prime minister should not be suspended for too long. The courtiers recommended it one after another. Xiao mubai and Xiao Zimu looked at each other. Xiao mubai gave him an appropriately arranged look, and they were silent.

Yesterday afternoon, when the Marquis played chess with Xiao mubai, Xiao mubai made it clear to him that he hoped that Lord Ju would be recommended to be appointed prime minister, and that the emperor would ask the courtiers to discuss candidates in the next few days. He hoped that the Marquis would go to the palace more when he left the court recently.

Sure enough, the emperor was annoyed by some recommendation and quarrel. When he left the court, the Marquis pinched his tail and followed old general Zhao into the palace to accompany the emperor to have breakfast.

"Does general Zhao have a choice?" The emperor picked up a piece of cake and put it down again, looking worried.

"The old minister has been in Hanyang for many years and has always ignored the affairs of the DPRK and China. Where did he come from?" Old general Zhao had a good appetite. He took a piece of cake from the plate of cakes just taken by the emperor and ate it with relish.

The emperor was quite helpless when he saw that he didn't hear the things in Beijing. He sighed and lost his appetite more and more.

"The emperor is worried about who will succeed the prime minister?" The Marquis looked concerned.

"Yes, I originally planned to let Wu Taifu hold the post of prime minister, but after all, he is old and has never participated in the government. It is not a long-term plan to read all the sages and sages." The emperor frowned and said his worries.

"I don't know who the courtiers like?" The Marquis asked falsely.

The emperor snorted coldly: "they most recommend min Zhisong, thinking I don't know who they listened to!"