Yi Shuihan's planning book also added a lecture class, one session every day, with the purpose of changing people's thoughts. To change everything about a person, the first thing to do is to change his thoughts. www
If a person loses his reason and principles, he is no different from a beast and can do anything.
The martial arts of Fenghua, Xueyue and the four men have improved rapidly, their thoughts have changed, and the youngest Yueying is more stable than before.
"You have started to select your subordinates these days. I will arrange tasks for you in a while."
"Yes, the Lord of the Pavilion." All four of them were eager to try,[
"Snow Shadow stays, you all will disperse." Yi Shuihan waved to Xue Ying. She remembered that Xue Ying was from Xiyue Kingdom.
Feng Huayue and the other two undoubtedly left the cave, and Xueying looked serious and waited for Yi Shuihan to speak.
"Snow Shadow, sit down."
"Yes, the master of the Pavilion." Xueying sat upright, her eyes squinted, and her body was filled with a steady breath.
"Xueying, you are too serious." Yi Shuihan said sly, just like those female presidents with a stern face.
"Ah?" Xueying was full of doubts. Do you want her to be as charming as a flower shadow, or as lively and cute as a moon shadow? She really can't do it.
"Forget it, you are from Xiyue Kingdom. Let's talk about the humanities, geography and customs of Xiyue Kingdom."
"Uh? Yes, Pavilion Master." She didn't know what Pavilion Master meant, but she still said it.
After listening to it for an hour, Yi Shuihan probably knew what Xiyue Kingdom was like. A feminist country, like a building and clothing sounded a bit like an ancient Western country. The Queen, the highest leader of the Xiyue Kingdom, was not called the emperor, but
Call Her Majesty the Queen or the Lord.
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In the past two days, there seems to be a depressing dark cloud over Ningcheng. The more guards in the city are several times more than usual. The closer they get to the palace, the more depressing and stricter it is.
The ministers in the morning court this morning were all in a hurry. The emperor had not attended the morning court for a few days. They also guessed that the emperor was in a desperate situation, but they could not guess the holy intention. Is it the prince who succeeded to the throne or which prince?
The emperor passed away, the emperor passed away...
There are ever-changing changes, dark clouds are covered with thunder and lightning.
The emperor's death spread throughout the palace and into the government and the country.
All the concubines and palace ladies outside the emperor's palace were frightened, fearing that they would be rewarded and buried with them. They cried all over the ground, crying, and they didn't know whether they were crying for the emperor or for themselves.
The ministers knelt outside the emperor's bedroom, burst into tears and burst into tears, fearing that they would not be as good as their colleagues.
The princes and princes knelt in front of the emperor, and their grief was all in a state of dismay, and their faces had the same expression, as if they were copied.
The queen and concubines were sad and sad, crying so hard that their hair was slightly messy, and their makeup, which was originally extremely exquisite, has now become sad and bleak. Tears have melted the rouge on their faces, undoubtedly like a palette. [
"The emperor has an imperial edict." The eunuch general who came out of the bedroom held up a bright yellow imperial edict.
The ministers were shocked and kneeled down properly without moving. The concubines and palace people immediately stopped crying. Everyone looked different and shouted loudly.
Ling Aoran stared at the imperial edict with resentful eyes. He was the crown prince and he did not need an imperial edict at all ascending to the throne. Could it be that the father wanted to pass the throne to others?
Ling Xiaoran and Ling Yiran looked slightly calm, neither surprised nor happy, and knelt properly, but their hearts had already been filled with huge waves.