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Chapter 251

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    Huarong put her arms around Xiang Ziyu's neck, "The king of Shang Zhou was insulted by later generations. Rong'er doesn't like brother Huainan being king of Shang Zhou. The emperor in Rong'er's mind is a great hero who stands up to heaven and earth.  Common people, a good emperor who will create a flourishing world and make the country prosperous and the people safe."

    "Okay." Xiang Ziyu smiled fondly, and stretched out his hands to support Huarong's body, "Then I will try my best to be a good emperor, a good emperor in Rong'er's eyes."

    "No." Huarong shook her head, "He is a good emperor in the hearts of the people."

    Xiang Ziyu said: "Yes, the emperor is a good emperor in the hearts of the people."

    Huarong said "hmm" with a smile on her face, "Forget about the matter in the harem, I'm too careless to let her take advantage of the loopholes, this will really disband the entire harem, aren't the ministers in the front hall going crazy  Yet?"

    In fact, Xiang Ziyu would like to say that this is not a careless thing, just like the oleander in the anti-birth medicine, how terrifying, if it was poured into a potted plant because it was cold, I am afraid that it will not be discovered until now.

    But these words, Xiang Ziyu just thought about it in his heart, Huarong was already frightened by the initial disturbance, and he didn't want to frighten her again.

    "Never mind them!" Xiang Ziyu said angrily, "If they make a fuss, they make a fuss. Are there still few of them?" Thinking of the memorabilia for the Chang family, Xiang Ziyu had a headache.

    Huarong sighed, and lightly rubbed Xiang Ziyu's temples, "Could it be that I have a headache again? Although those ministers like to make noise, it's for the good of Liang Guo. Honest words are harsh and good for deeds. In the end, it's also for the sake of the emperor. Be patient.  Listen more, so that you can be the hero in Rong'er's mind."

    Xiang Ziyu looked at Huarong, and his frown stretched a little, "Okay, I listen to you. But although this harem cannot be dismantled, the defense must be strengthened, and the eunuchs and maids inside and outside here have to be replaced again.  Change."

    "Well let Hua Lu do it for the eunuch and maid, she is better at it, and the defense really needs to be strengthened." Thinking about it until now, Huarong still has lingering fears, "Also, I let Hua Lu stay here in Changle Palace.  Get a small kitchen, so that every time Hua Lu cooks, he can watch and take precautions."

    "Okay." Xiang Ziyu smiled fondly.

    "That's right." Huarong thought of something again, "In two days, let's go to Nanshan to worship the Buddha!"

    "Okay." Xiang Ziyu said.

    "Ohand more." Huarong recalled something again, "A few days ago, I wrote to Elder Brother and Little Sixth Brother. It's been so long, why didn't I reply? Is the border gate busy recently?"

    Xiang Ziyu shuddered, his body tensed up straight, "Didn't you reply?" He asked extremely anxiously.

    Huarong thought for a while, then nodded firmly, "I didn't reply. In the past, elder brother and brother Xiaoliu replied in a timely manner. It's been a month since I didn't see any reply. I must have forgotten it!"

    "Hmm! That's right!" Xiang Ziyu agreed, sweating secretly. He was too busy recently, and almost forgot about it.

    "It's okay." Gang just touched the cold sweat, and turned to comfort Huarong, "Although the Qi Kingdom has been destroyed, there are still some evils left, and the city-states of the Qi Kingdom have to be rectified one by one, so it is inevitable that they are busy. Maybe they are on the road  It's delayed, and I haven't received it yet."

    Huarong said "oh", a little lost, always feeling empty, but looking at Xiang Ziyu, she felt at ease again.

    Early the next morning, Liang Guo's best imitation calligrapher was invited into the palace, and swaggered into the imperial study room under the staring eyes of a group of ministers who were blocked from the door to remonstrate.

    "Your Majesty." Wang Chengming saluted.

    Xiang Ziyu said "En", and held up his hand, "There is no need to be too polite." He casually perfunctory, looking for something in a pile of messy memorials.

    "Thank you, Your Majesty." Wang Chengming got up, carefully looked at the imperial study, looked at the emperor, and felt very nervous. It was a great honor for him to be invited to the palace to meet the emperor.

    After all, I am not as good as those calligrapher masters who are self-contained and who created a genre. In front of them, they are just ordinary people who are good at imitating. If they can be invited by the emperor, the wind will carry fragrance along the way.  Blow for a lifetime!

    Wang Chengming got up, and stood there anxiously, estimating, tangling, the emperor didn't speak, he was looking for something all the time, after thinking about it, he felt more and more anxious.

    In the end, I couldn't help but ask the last sentence, "What is the emperor looking for? Do you need the help of the grassroots?"

    "No! No need!" Xiang Ziyu waved his hands from the piles of memorials, "Sit there first, I'll find it soon, I remember putting it here."

    Wang Chengming didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while, the emperor was looking for something, and he was sitting there like a grassroots person, it didn't make sense to say anything!

    "Your Majesty, how about Cao Min" Wang Chengming wanted to try harder.

    Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiang Ziyu, "It's okay! It's here!"

    Wang Chengming: "" That grassroots dare not sit down!  Not to mention the courtiers, I am only a grassroots, how dare I sit?  !

    "The grass people should stand and wait for the emperor." After hesitating for a long time, he came up with a compromise.

    Xiang Ziyu didn't speak, and after a while, he happily held up a memorial, "Found it!"

    Wang Chengming was overjoyed, "Congratulations, Your Majesty." Now it's time to talk about business.

    Before Wang Chengming could think of something to honor his ancestors, Xiang Ziyu waved to him, "Come here."

    Wang Chengming hurried forward, "The emperor ordered."

    "This." Xiang Ziyu handed the memorial to Wang Chengming, "Look at it."

    Wang Chengming was stunned for a moment, what?  !  Watch the memorial?  He read the memorial?  Did I hear wrong?  !

    Wang Chengming couldn't believe it, but the golden memorial was quietly lying in his hands, blinding his dog eyes.

    "Your Majesty, this is" Wang Chengming didn't dare to read the memorial even if he had the guts to ask clearly.

    "Oh." Xiang Ziyu wiped off his sweat and took a sip of tea, "Look, can you imitate the handwriting inside? Can you imitate ten percent?"

    Hearing about the imitation, Wang Chengming felt relieved, and quickly opened it to see what happened. The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, piercing the back of the paper. It should be a marching soldier. When he looked at the name of the last signer, his eyes were slightly surprised.

    ChenHua Yu.

    Hua Yu General Hua, isn't he the elder brother who is loved by thousands of concubines, the young master of Hua's family who is the governor of the south of the Yangtze River?

    "Can it be imitated?" Wang Chengming watched it for too long, Xiang Ziyu looked a little unhappy, and he didn't know if this was reliable.

    "Yes, yes!" Wang Chengming responded quickly, "Hua General Hua's handwriting is not difficult, and the grassroots are sure to imitate it ten to ten times, so that the fake ones can be confused with the real ones."

    Xiang Ziyu let out a "hmm", his face softened a bit, obviously satisfied with Wang Chengming's self-confidence, "Here, this." He picked up some prepared papers from the table, and the top one was filled with words.  , the rest are blank, "I will write a letter and imitate the handwriting on this memorial."

    "Yes." Wang Chengming continued tremblingly, and did not intend to ask why. After all, this kind of royal matter is not something that ordinary people like him can ask. He took the paper and went to the small table that Xiang Ziyu had prepared for him.  Copy.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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