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Nan Baoyi is confused.
When it comes to men, she knows she is not as good as Han Yanliang.
She felt that what Han Yanliang said made sense, so she couldn't help but secretly write it down in the notebook in her heart, and then asked, "You mean, he doesn't actually hate me?"
"Not only does he not hate you, he feels happy when you coax him."
Nan Baoyi looked curiously at Xiao Yi, who was socializing with his colleagues.
Suddenly, she discovered that her understanding of the relationship between husband and wife was still too shallow.
She sincerely praised: "Boss Han is still awesome!"
"That's ridiculous." Han Yanliang curled her lips and smiled, "I don't dare to praise countless men. I know quite a lot about how men and women get along."
After the words fell, Shen Yichao looked unhappy.
He sneered: "It's so embarrassing to say such things. You are worthy of being a woman of the lower seventh grade. She is really dissolute. In my opinion, you should be rated as the lower ninth grade."
Han Yanliang raised his eyebrows.
The slender gold-painted pipe lifted Shen Yichao's chin frivolously.
Han Yanliang slowly approached him.
The ends of her slanted eyes were charming and wild, her red lips lightly opened, and she blew out a smoke ring frivolously towards his face.
She tilted her head and said in a coquettish and playful voice: "If I am in the ninth rank, and Mr. Shen, who follows me all day eating, drinking, kissing and hugging, what rank should I be in?"
Shen Yichao was breathing rapidly.
It¡¯s true that he eats and drinks a lot, but when will he want to kiss or hug him?
Han Yanliang lowered her curled eyelashes and casually opened Shen Yichao's snow-white and clean clothes with a slightly hot pipe.
Nan Baoyi and Jiang Suihan put their heads together and stretched their necks to look curiously.
OK, Xiao Langjun, who is clear, and the spots of the clavicle are all red -ears and red marks!
You don¡¯t need to think too much to know what he has been doing in Yulouchun these days!
Han Yanliang raised the pipe and slowly wiped away the traces.
She smiled scornfully: "Mr. Shen, I pity you for being my pampered face at such a young age, but face is just face after all. You are not my husband, let alone my friend. You and I are just in love." , there are some things you shouldn¡¯t say, and there are some things you shouldn¡¯t have to worry about. Understand?¡±
Shen Yichao's hands, caged in his wide sleeves, were quietly clenched into fists.
Han Yanliang is because she dislikes him for taking too much care!
But he was wrong. Shouldn't a woman abide by women's ethics?
There are several people making a fuss in this compartment.
Over there, from the corner of his eye, Xiao Yi caught a glimpse of Nan Baoyi stretching his neck to look at Shen Yichao's collarbone, his dark eyebrows frowning in displeasure.
Has she never seen a man¡¯s collarbone in eight lifetimes?
Or is Shen Yichao's collarbone more beautiful than his?
She actually stayed like that!
Sure enough, she shouldn¡¯t be put together with Han Yanliang and those guys.
When Xiao Yi was jealous, the music came to an end and the dancers dancing by the bonfire retreated.
The Prime Minister of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Bai Xianzhi, stood up, cupped his hands with fluttering sleeves, and talked about the issue between the two countries: "This time, my Northern Wei cavalry won ten cities in South Vietnam. Our emperor requested that in addition to those ten cities be included in In my territory of the Northern Wei Dynasty, South Vietnam will also pay tribute of two million taels of snowflake silver every year, and I hereby inform His Majesty the South Vietnam."
The courtiers of South Vietnam stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
In addition to cutting off the land, do you also have to pay annual tribute?
¡°Isn¡¯t this just asking them to bow their heads?
They refused, so they argued with the officials of the Northern Wei Mission.
Nan Baoyi was eating roasted venison and asked curiously: "Concubine Bai's surname is Bai, and this prime minister is also surnamed Bai. Are they relatives?"
"Relatives don't count." Han Yanliang took the barbecue presented by Shen Yichao. "Back then, Bai Li was the leading actress in the troupe, and Bai Xianzhi was the young leader. They were considered brothers and sisters. The Queen of the Northern Wei Dynasty fell out of favor, and when she saw Bai Li was beautiful, so she was allowed to enter the palace to compete for favor. After Bai Li was favored, Bai Xianzhi became a minor official in the identity of her natal family, and then gradually rose to prominence, and now became the prime minister of the Northern Wei Dynasty."
Nan Baoyi was slightly surprised: "From a poor family to become a first-class prime minister, Bai Xianzhi is really awesome."
"What's so great about becoming a first-class prime minister by relying on a woman's support?" Shen Yichao sneered, "In my opinion, these two senior fellow apprentices, who are both unworthy of being on the stage, should be regarded as lower-ranking prime ministers."
Nan Baoyi was speechless.
The countertops that are not on the family can also be rated as the next five grades.
But she was criticized by Shen Yichao??The next eight items.
How shameless she is!
The four people here were discussing, and the disputes between the courtiers of the two countries became more and more fierce.
At this moment, Concubine Bai suddenly smiled and said: "If your country is not willing to cut off the city to pay for it, you can also use people to pay off the debt."
The whole place fell silent.
Concubine Bai turned to Gu Chongshan: "As long as His Majesty the South Vietnamese kills Gu Chongshan, the annual tribute of two million taels of silver can be waived, and the boundary line issue can also be renegotiated."
As soon as the words fell, the courtiers couldn't help but discuss.
Although Gu Chongshan was working in South Vietnam, almost all South Vietnamese officials agreed to use him to pay off debts.
"Your Majesty, if you die for Gu Chongshan, it will benefit all of us in South Vietnam. Why not?"
"He is not one of my people in South Vietnam, and he is not of my race. His heart must be different, and he deserves to die!"
"Over the years, Gu Chongshan has eaten our food and lived in our Nanyue houses. It's time to repay Nanyue!"
¡°I sincerely ask Your Majesty to grant death to Gu Chongshan!¡±
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They all talked in confusion, fell to their knees one after another, and raised their hands to Chu Huaixiu.
Nan Baoyi despises it.
This group of officials usually faced Gu Chongshan with gnashing of teeth but could only flatter him. Now when they got the chance, they immediately turned their backs and refused to recognize him.
?? Even if you are heartless and hypocritical, you are worthy of sitting in a high position!
Take your seat.
Chu Huaixiu tasted the barbecue carefully.
The princess sister refused to leave the palace to play, so he had to taste the delicacies for her, and then selected the most delicious barbecue for her to send back to the palace.
He put down his chopsticks, pointed at two of the plates and ordered: "Bake two more plates and send them to Xiaoyao Palace as fast as possible. If they are cold when they are delivered, I will kill you."
The guard went to do it immediately.
The courtiers below were already quarreling.
In the end, Prime Minister Song stood up, cupped his hands and said, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"
Chu Huaixiu raised his eyes.
He doesn¡¯t care about Gu Chongshan¡¯s life or death.
He waved his hand.
More than a dozen imperial guards immediately surrounded Gu Chongshan with swords in hand.
Chu Huaixiu said casually: "The matter has come to this, please go to death."
A guard held a sharp knife in his hand and presented it to Gu Chongshan with a smile, asking him to kill himself.
The South Vietnamese courtiers could not help but shout with joy: "Please die at the age of nine thousand!"
They chanted it repeatedly, and the sound lasted for a long time.
Concubine Bai was smiling all over her face.
As long as Gu Chongshan is dead, no one can threaten She'er's status.
She ignored the sixteen-year-old boy Gu Zing and still took him into her arms like a child. She straightened his clothes lovingly: "She'er, you will be the only prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty from now on. Are you unhappy? Is my concubine very good to you? When you grow up in the future, you must repay and honor your concubine, do you know?"
Gu De¡¯s face was expressionless, like a puppet on a stage.
The imperial guard holding a long sword in his hand was already impatient: "Nine thousand years old, please die!"
The eunuch with red lips and white teeth picked up the long knife casually.
He was very handsome and feminine when he smiled, and his gesture of pulling out the blade was extremely elegant. His fingertips gently brushed the blade, as gently as wiping a lover's temples.
The sword flashed¡ª¡ª
The next moment, the guard's head fell to the ground.
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