Several people looked at Gong Yingxue in surprise. In the golden study, his face reflected like an immortal outside the world. His already peerless face had a little more touching light. The three of them dared not look at each other and moved their eyes away.

The Taishi Ling was shocked: Historical compilation must be straightforward, seek truth from facts, be true, not false, not fabricated, not only superior, only truthful, not subjective comments, not speculations, only remember and not discuss, need to respect history and facts...

He suddenly wanted to ask: If you enter that position in the future, how should I write it? Will it be true?

It's so beautiful to plan to usurp the throne!

After talking for a while, Gong Yingxue took the tea and took the book and lay back halfway. Her father-in-law, who was standing next to him, left the imperial study room one after another when facing several adults.

After the man left, a muscle-covered servant held a bunch of bright yellow notes and put them on the table and said, "Young Master, I have received many notes in the past two days. Perhaps those ministers couldn't help but start to find out the news."

Gong Yingxue took a sip of tea and said without raising her head, "Send it to Chonghua Palace." Qingqing's faint tone was still as cold as snow.

"Ah?" The servant didn't come back to his senses: send these notes to Chonghua Palace?

He heard it right.

Jianpu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth: This is the kingdom that he had finally won, and the young master will treat this way? Shouldn't he ascend the throne and become an emperor by himself? At least he should become a powerful regent!

The young master is too lazy!

What do they imagine to be the king and the minister? Where do they climb the Golden Palace on a day?

Isn’t this fat meat coming to your mouth and giving it back? No, no, is it that the meat you have already eaten in your stomach and still spit out?

Ning Ci sat at Chonghua Palace with heavy guards, writing and painting seriously. The thin figure fell in front of the window, and the outline of the shadow alone made people feel unreasonable pain in their hearts.

Now that the news cannot be spread, it cannot be transmitted, and the master will still teach him how to practice martial arts every day, and the man doesn't care.

Ning Ci curled his lips and smiled. His already prosperous face was like a blooming cereal, and the faint fragrance made people intoxicated: Isn’t it just a detention? He was still detained for less? He grew so big that he had been through this for one-third of his time.

Suddenly, a few people walked into Chonghua Palace. The first father-in-law placed the note on the tray in his hand in front of Ning Ci's desk, and then stepped back respectfully.

Then another father-in-law let go a little, until the third father-in-law came in, Zhao De couldn't help asking, "Is this?"

Several eunuchs didn't say anything, did their best, and bowed to retreat.

Ning Ci took the above book and opened it. It was a book that requested the standard for growing grain in spring;

He reached out to grab another book, asking for the spring examination to start the subject...

It was all small things, Ning Ci frowned: What does Gong Yingxue mean? If you don’t want this country, you still think that the time is wrong. But with his plan, he can immediately become emperor, and no one can say anything about it...

After all, no one was prepared for this palace change, so he occupied the palace, which was fast and bleeding the least.

Ning Ci took the note and approved it one by one.

I looked at the standard memorial for requesting the standard grain planting and put it in. I felt something was wrong. But Ning Ci was not a big man after all, and he was a standard prince, so I couldn't remember what was wrong for a moment.

...

Then again, Princess Ninth slept very uneasy, and the dreams were full of two people on the top of Jingshan.

She simply stopped sleeping. She got up and walked out of the house. The courtyard was cool and there was a little chill. The post station was originally a royal palace, so the courtyard was elegant and refined.

The yard is full of green bamboos. When the wind blows in the early morning, the yard is full of "rustling" sounds. Under the bright and cold moonlight, the leaves shine brightly, sprinkling moonlight and bamboo shadows.

The Ninth Princess looked at the mottled shadows of the trees on the ground, feeling a little stunning.

She looked up at the direction of the imperial city, where there was a palace, and there were people she cared about in the palace.

She asked herself what was there and who was there?

I hate, like, worry, tired of...

It seems that they are all there, and the thoughts that have never been flowing silently, strands, threads, and threads, carved into the heart.

The moonlight flowed quietly, spreading a thin layer of frost on the ground, and her back stood silently under the bamboo in the courtyard, distant and quiet.

The fourth princess lay back and felt depressed and painful.

Princess Ninth looked at it for a long time, and felt that she could not think so anymore and had to do something to divert her attention.

Practice your skills.

I haven't practiced the qigong for a long time, and I don't know if I have regressed. In the past, Gong Yingxue told her that what she learned was light qigong, degree, flexibility, reaction, and resilience, but the first one needs to be "mediated" and take back the mind. Don't think about anything, and relax your whole body and mind.

But she still couldn't help but think of him, her mind was full of distracting thoughts, how could she practice...

She simply moved out of the lounge chair, lay quietly on it, looking at the bright moon in the sky...

As soon as the sky was dawn, Qin Mo quickly cleaned up himself, vaguely took a few bites of the meal, and then found it.

He knew that the Ninth Princess had encountered this change, so he was worried, so he thought of an idea and pulled the Ninth Princess out. The Fourth Princess was inconvenient to go out because of the inn that the Kyushui River had arrived, so she stayed in the inn.

Who is Qin Mo? The young man who grew up in the imperial city has grown up in a bunch of playboys since he was a child. He learned the playboys by 100% because he worked in the court early, so he has become much more mature and steady in recent years, but it cannot change the fact that he can eat, drink, and have fun. The idea he can think of is to take the Ninth Princess to go shopping.

As a woman, who doesn’t like buying and buying! Eat and eat! Shop around!

Even the reason was with the editor of the Ninth Princess, that is, she and the Fourth Princess came out of the palace. Although the clothes were simple, they were all from the finest items in the palace, which made people suspect, so they went to buy some spare ones, but it was more appropriate to buy them.

How old is the Ninth Princess and hasn't walked that far, so of course she believed him.

So Qin Mo took her, the black-faced guard Qin Dong and a secret guard to a garment store.

When the boss saw the arrival of the distinguished guests, he was all a handsome talent. One of them looked as beautiful as a fairy. He suddenly felt that the shop was full of glory and greeted him warmly, and welcomed the person to the second floor.

"The shop brings out your best men's clothing." Qin Mo shouted as soon as he entered the door, and sat on his seat with elegant legs crossed his legs, picked up the steaming tea on the table next to him and blew it.

"Okay!" The boss responded quickly and quickly took care of his clothes.

The Ninth Princess wondered: "Why are they all men's clothing?"

"Does the young master of Dingcheng still have to wear women's clothes?" Qin Mo took a sip of tea and said with a smile.

The Ninth Princess lowered her eyes and said nothing, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes, trembling slightly.

Qin Mo saw her expression and the smile on his face gradually solidified: Why, don’t you want to?

In fact, Princess Ninth was even more determined to go back.

There is still a difference between "forced to do this" and "like to do this".

She can wear men's clothing, which can be because of her occasional interest, and occasionally feel fresh, and wearing it on a whim is her freedom.

It does not mean that she likes it, nor does it mean that whenever she goes out in the future, she will show herself as a man...

The boss walked up with his clothes in his arms and gave them to Qin Mo. Qin Mo didn't answer, and his eyes signaled: "Give it to that...girl."

The boss smiled and hugged him: He didn't care about these things, some people had this habit, and he would do it as long as he got the money.

After a moment, I remembered that the two of them were different in height, so I ran down quickly and changed into smaller clothes.

After a while, I came back and handed it to the Ninth Princess. The Ninth Princess took it and walked into the inner room to wear a try-out clothes. First, I chose a red suit. This set of men's clothes must be extremely beautiful for the Fourth Princess to wear. Their heights are about the same now, and the Fourth Princess she wears must be suitable. Thinking of this, she tried it.

Because Wenzhu no longer had her side, the layers of men's clothing were still a bit difficult, especially the clothes were thin and some scarves were tied. It was originally intended to highlight the elegance. The Ninth Princess pulled it on for a while before putting it on, but there was another belt left there. She was a little crying and had to take it off and start again...

After a while, a guard below came up and said to Qin Mo: "Master, the person you are waiting for has already brought troops, just wait for the young master under the city gate!"

When Qin Mo heard this, his eyes lit up, he stood up and walked forward: the person he was waiting for was originally a slave of their Qin family, named Qin Qi. Because of his ability, his grandfather was particularly interested in it and was released to serve in the army.

Later, I don’t know if he was very capable or the people below looked at the Qin family and became a general who was not big or small, and he led troops away all year round. Although Rongguo had few wars, he did not ignore it.

If it weren't for him this time, how could the young master of Qin Mo, a noble family, make contributions when attacking the southern country?

When he left, someone sent a message to him and quickly led his troops to come.

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