Prince Yue was holding a piece of pig skin and was practicing sewing.

Ma Erya asked her maid to move a new charcoal basin and enter Wang Ziyue's house. She put up pine nuts on her sleeves and a bag of spicy strips, like a little squirrel, and went out to eat in the door.

Prince Yue looked at Ma Erya with a squinted look, and did not be polite to each other. Ma Erya sat down with a pear blossom chair beside Prince Yue, reached out to get a spicy strip, and handed it to Prince Yue's mouth.

Wang Ziyue was busy practicing sewing pig skin with both hands. Seeing that Ma Erya was like this, she opened her mouth gently and ate the spicy strips.

...

In Nanxun Hall, it is as warm as spring. In the incense furnace covered with gilt silver wire, the red snail charcoal fire is booming. In several oval Langyao daffodil basins, the daffodils with light yellow stamens and white petals are particularly energetic against the backdrop of long jasper-like leaves.

The rich fragrance of flowers and the agarwood emitted from the incense burner wrapped the entire hall in a fragrant and intoxicating warm fragrance.

The Minister of Personnel Xia Shu and the Right Censor Han Qi stood in His Highness, both of whom looked at Zhao Zhen with confusion.

Zhao Zhen pushed the braised pork that had been eaten halfway aside, and then asked the eunuch to hand it down on the tray to pass it on to the two of them.

Xia Shu opened the note and looked at it with a dark look: What's the situation? When did Li Yuanhao become so successful? Now that Your Majesty calls me to come, is it because he wants me to stay away from the capital? No, no, this is not good. Moreover, this responsibility cannot fall on me.

He thought, closed the memorial gently and handed the memorial to Han Qi with both hands.

Han Qi looked at the uncertain changes on Xia Shu's cunning face, and if he took over the hot potato, he took over the memorial from Xia Shu:

Fang Zhongyong is OK. Han Qi couldn't help but be amazed at the memorial. He thought that the other party was just writing a book called "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but he was actually a master in the capital and planning thousands of miles away.

But how did Fang Zhongyong get these detailed information about the Western Xia army? Han Qi closed the memorial with a little doubt.

Zhao Zhen sat upright on the dragon chaise, looked at the puzzled eyes of the two, and said relaxedly:

"This is the information obtained by Fang Aiqing through his own way. In view of this, the Xixia side's request for traveling is suspended. Find an excuse and drag it out first. Secretly send someone to the Western Army side to find a way to check the other party's situation and then give a reply."

As he said that, Zhao Zhen turned his gaze to Xia Shu and signaled him to express his opinion.

Xia Xu lowered his head and looked at Han Qi with a crooked look.

Zhao Zhen sighed in his heart when he saw his teacher Comrade Xia Shu, who was so cowardly. He had already expected it, so he also looked at Han Qi.

Han Qi had no choice but to stand up, clear his throat and said, "Your Majesty has a candidate who is your favorite. Do you need Weichen and others to consider it?"

Zhao Zhen looked like a choking expression on his face, glared at Han Qi, and replied with the word "no".

"I think it is best to leave this matter to Lord Xia personally. In addition, Lord Zhang Kang and Lord Zhang are keen on military affairs and can accompany him to help Lord Xia with his help." Han Qi said very openly.

Xia Qian was very depressed when he heard this. Han Qi was right. If you want to find a senior civil servant who was qualified and could suppress the border generals, secretly go to verify the situation of Xixia. Then Xia Qian, who had served as the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, was the most suitable candidate at this time.

However, Xia Xu really didn't want to go. He couldn't let go of this wealthy and romantic life in Bianjing for a day. So Xia Xu licked his old face and took a step forward:

"What Lord Han said is very true. Lord Zhang Kang and Zhang are keen on military affairs, and his eldest son Zhang Jie also serves in the Western Army, so he should be an extremely suitable candidate."

Xia Shu naturally knew that Zhang Kang's qualifications were not enough to take responsibility for this matter, but if Han Qi directly denied Han Qi's statement, Han Qi would inevitably argue with him head-on.

So he simply bypassed his part and only affirmed the second half of Han Qi's sentence. At the same time, he tactfully expressed his feelings to his good student Comrade Zhao Zhen: I won't go.

Renzong was in trouble, so he looked at Han Qi and saw his thoughts: Or, you go?

Han Qi received Renzong's discussion gaze and looked at Xia Qian with contempt. Finally, he stood up and said, "If Your Majesty does not dislike him, let's go this trip to the next generation Lord Xia."

Han Qi deliberately took the words "Dai Xia" very seriously, and hoped that Xia Shu would understand that it was you who was cowardly, so I went for you.

However, Xia Shu’s lack of integrity could not understand what Han Qi, who was still very young at this time?

For Xia Su, the purpose was achieved anyway. As for those good reputations such as Qingliu and capable, he didn't care at all, so he naturally didn't care about this and ridicule.

...

Zhe Yiran, Liu Yue'e and others walked through the station. Seeing that it was getting late, they went in and stayed in a short time. After everything was settled, Zhe Yiran entered his room, closed the door gently, and finished washing. Only then did they open the "gift" bag that Fang Zhongyong mentioned.

A stack of Victoria's Secret Angel underwear with different styles appears from the baggage.

The top set is a color made of dark green and light green small pieces of green color. The fold is still curious about the color that has never been seen in life, so I couldn't help but take off my clothes and try changing them.

When I gently lifted my breasts into Victoria's Secret Angel's underwear, I still felt like I had a pair of hands gently hugging my breasts, which was comfortable, natural, warm and considerate.

Fang Zhongyong stayed on a small red note under the bra, the first line of small characters was written: The first set, camouflage military royal underwear, double-breasted, shoulder strap-removable...

...

Xu Xizhen has been feeling a little worried recently. Wang Ziyue saw it and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

On this day, when Prince Yue saw Xu Xizhen napping and falling asleep, she helped him clean up the prescriptions scattered on the table.

Among these prescriptions, there is a strange prescription. Although it is written in a mess, it deeply aroused Wang Ziyue's doubts.

Wang Ziyue gently wrote down the prescription, then according to the original style, packed the prescription on the table, and draped the sleeping Xu Xizhen with a big cloak outside.

The road from the Imperial Medical Bureau to the Fang Mansion became very long due to the snow.

Wang Ziyue silently thought about the prescription in her heart, and a boundless doubt gradually rose in her heart: Is it because she is not good at learning skills? How come the prescription is matched, it seems that it is not a medicine?

Fang Zhongyong stepped on the snow on the road and saw Prince Yue walking in front of him. He became so embarrassed that he patted her shoulder from behind and then walked to the front.

Prince Yue was so scared by him that she was very scared.
Chapter completed!