"Your Majesty, I went out to appreciate the scenery, but I didn't expect to meet Your Majesty. Since I met you, how could I not come to pay my respects to Your Majesty?" The woman angrily, and couldn't help but lean on Meng Jingzhe.

Wen Xiang was in front of her, but Meng Jingzhe didn't have the idea of ​​holding the other person in his arms. After recalling it carefully, he remembered that this person was a concubine in the palace.

"If you can't stand firmly, go back to the palace to rest, don't blow the cold outside again." Meng Jingzhe said, directly looking away, resisting the idea of ​​breaking the other person's hair and combing it again.

The woman chuckled and said, "With this concern from Your Majesty, I feel that I am not cold at all."

Seeing that the man had no idea of ​​leaving, Meng Jingzhe simply moved and planned to leave.

But the young woman seemed to be stuck with him. Meng Jingzhe took a few steps, and she followed her.

"You go back to the palace." Meng Jingzhe said.

The woman immediately beat the snake stick and asked, "Will your Majesty go to my concubine's palace to sit?"

Meng Jingzhe shook his head and said, "I will continue to walk."

"That I will accompany Your Majesty." The woman said quickly.

Meng Jingzhe felt very embarrassed when he saw her so silly.

Zhao Xuan stayed aside and naturally understood Meng Jingzhe's thoughts. Although he knew that these beauties were once Meng Jingzhe's heart, since Meng Jingzhe was unwilling to do so at this time, Zhao Xuan could only jump out to help the leader smooth things over and head towards that

The woman said, "Empress, Your Majesty is in a state of unstable condition now, why should you go back first."

"What are you? Your Majesty hasn't spoken yet, so you are against me?" the woman scolded.

Zhao Xuan immediately shut up.

Meng Jingzhe frowned and said, "Why didn't I speak? I asked you to go back. Have you listened?"

The woman's face immediately froze and she quickly admitted her mistake.

Meng Jingzhe looked at Zhucui, who was streaking around her head. The more she looked, the more annoyed she became. She had no thoughts at this moment, and just wanted to punish the concubine who had no eyes in front of her.

"Since you can't stay in your own palace, then go to the cold palace." Meng Jingzhe said.

The woman immediately turned pale and knelt down on the spot, begging, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty,"

Zhao Xuan was on the side, looking at the result, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

Meng Jingzhe suddenly woke up at this time. He watched the woman crying in a rain, but he didn't feel pity or tolerance in his heart, and even wanted to increase the punishment.

He felt that he shouldn't be such a person.

The woman cried for a long time, and Meng Jingzhe also looked at her for a long time. The displeasure in his heart almost overflowed, but he still used his last trace of reason to say to her: "Since you know you are afraid, then you'll be in your own palace.

Stay honestly, don't go out and wander around if you have nothing to do."

When the woman heard Meng Jingzhe's meaning, she seemed to stop punishing her. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Meng Jingzhe.

Meng Jingzhe did not want to continue bullying her, but he felt that feeling again.

He is the emperor, just like the supreme ruler of this world, controlling the life and death of everyone, and even because of the existence of his ex-tyrant, he can continue to maintain his personality.

There was a faint voice in Meng Jingzhe's heart, as if telling him to indulge in and enjoy everything he deserves as a king.

Like the current tyranny, like the previous repeated torture of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

It seems that once he gives up his inner persistence, he will immediately gain a good life enjoyment.

"Life is short, why bother having fun in time?"

Meng Jingzhe clenched his fists and tried hard to fight against this idea.

He was still holding the scissors in his hand. After he was already away from the evergreen pine and cypress tree, Meng Jingzhe suddenly turned around and walked back quickly in the puzzled eyes of the servants.

When he walked to the pine and cypress tree he had personally trimmed and felt very satisfied, Meng Jingzhe raised his scissors and cut it hard.

The pine and cypress tree that was originally aligned with left and right was now cut by Meng Jingzhe, and immediately looked like a half-bald chicken.

Meng Jingzhe looked at the half-bald chicken, endured the intense discomfort in his heart, threw the scissors on the ground, turned around and refused to look at the tree, and said, "Go back to the palace."

When he returned to his palace again, Meng Jingzhe had no intention of dealing with the government affairs. Instead, he looked at the large number of items that appeared in the palace and was so irritable that he wanted to kill people.

The little palace maid who had pruned the branches before walked in with a cup of tea at this time, at the command of Zhao Xuan.

Meng Jingzhe stared at her and put down the things, and asked her to stay.

He is now full of irritability and has nowhere to relieve his anger. The little palace maid in front of him is the best emotional display. Meng Jingzhe continues to play the game of guessing emotions with her.

As such, he tried his best to divert his attention. Meng Jingzhe kept carrying it until he finished lunch, but he did not feel anxious.

He finished his meal in a hurry and could no longer wait, so he took his men to the Ministry of Works.

The Ministry of Works knew in advance that Meng Jingzhe was coming, so the whole place seemed clean and tidy after a morning of cleaning. Meng Jingzhe entered such an environment and felt a little relieved and his emotions were relieved.

But when I saw the product display of the Ministry of Industry again, I suddenly lost my skills.

In addition to officials at all levels, the Ministry of Works also raises many of these craftsmen. Most of the officials are responsible for putting forward ideas, and craftsmen are the specific executors.

When Meng Jingzhe saw the antiques they repaired, his expression was quite normal. When he brought them to show the new inventions of the Ministry of Works in the past two years, he couldn't help but twitch his forehead.

In his opinion, these inventions were too backward, just like primitive people.

"This won't work." Meng Jingzhe said.

When the people from the Ministry of Works heard the emperor say this, everyone suddenly felt nervous.

The Minister of Works stepped forward and asked, "Your Majesty thinks something is not good, but what needs improvement?"

Meng Jingzhe heard this and said, "Everywhere needs to be improved."

The expression on the face of the Minister of Works immediately became a little unhurried.

Meng Jingzhe stepped forward, pointed to the new agricultural tools invented by the Ministry of Works, and asked, "Whose is this?"

A craftsman responded carefully.

"This is not right. If you improve it, the efficiency can be increased by 20%. " Meng Jingzhe said, and he started to gesture directly.

The craftsman was a person who devoted himself to studying these things. When he saw Meng Jingzhe speaking seriously, his fear gradually suppressed him.

An emperor and a craftsman who was in a lowly house gathered together to discuss farm tools at this moment, and even the difference in identity was left behind.

After Meng Jingzhe guided this, he began to continue pointing fingers to the next work.

Perhaps Meng Jingzhe was too approachable, and gradually, these craftsmen dared to ask questions on their own initiative.

"Why does Your Majesty have such an idea?"

"Why is Your Majesty so improving?"

Such problems are endless.

The Minister of Works was originally worried, but seeing that Meng Jingzhe didn't seem to be angry at all, he told these craftsmen very clearly, and even had a bit of fun. The Minister of Works immediately put his heart in his stomach.

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"Sir, this?" A man came to ask.

The Minister of Works shook his head and said, "Your Majesty is far-reaching, and it's not something we can guess, let's watch it."

Although Meng Jingzhe's tyrant is famous, these officials, seeing that even the inferior craftsmen could talk to Meng Jingzhe, could only watch from the side, and their hearts were filled with resentment.

Some people who are ignorant of advancing and retreating come forward to show their faces in front of Meng Jingzhe.

But Meng Jingzhe asked a few casual questions, and the official official who wanted to show his face immediately showed his true colors and kept answering questions that were irrelevant, which was ridiculous.

The Minister of Works had no choice but to shout out all these subordinates who were ignorant of advancing and retreating.

Meng Jingzhe spent the afternoon in the Ministry of Works and was about to go to the yamen in the evening, and then he left reluctantly.

It’s not that he can’t continue to stay, but that he will continue to stay here. I don’t know that the craftsmen cannot get off work, and even the officials of the Ministry of Works have to stay with him. This is a misleading person and himself.

Meng Jingzhe returned to the Dao Palace, and when he thought of facing his palace, he suddenly felt ten thousand unwilling.

He wanted to live in another place or simply destroy the single things, but he always felt that once he surrendered at this moment, he would be trapped in this place forever.

He knew that the key to breaking the deadlock was not to go against others, but to defeat himself.

What Meng Jingzhe wants to overcome is his obsessive-compulsive disorder.

What Meng Xiaotian wants to defeat is mostly greedy.

As for the queen, it should be her awkward personality.

After Meng Jingzhe came here, his obsessive-compulsive disorder rapidly expanded in a state of being praised and killed. Everything that he could tolerate had become unbearable at this time.

When Meng Jingzhe thought of Meng Xiaotian, he felt that if he indulged in uncontrollably, Meng Xiaotian would have to be trapped here as a playboy prince who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun.

If Meng Jingzhe wants to leave here, he must also take Meng Xiaotian with him. So Meng Xiaotian is just the prince, not the emperor.

Just forget about Meng Jingzhe's control, but he also issued a death order to the palace people and began to fast the prince.

There are only so many meals a day, and if you want more, you will be gone.

The Meng Jingzhe Sect is a trustworthy person, and he often tracks the progress, but occasionally he can hear the prince complaining.

Meng Jingzhe thought of Meng Xiaotian, and suddenly felt courage in his heart, forcing himself to return to the bedroom where he felt extremely uncomfortable.

As soon as he entered, he saw the dragon bed placed vertically, which happened to be at the center of the room. This was the result of his struggle for the whole night yesterday, and it was also a silent compromise to that consciousness.

"Come on, move the bed." Meng Jingzhe once again worked hard.
To be continued...