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Chapter 167: Your Majesty's Holy Spirit

The cold winter wind blew, and Hua Gongzi's thoughts drifted away. What on earth was she going to do, why did she return the dagger to herself, and why couldn't she tell Luochen. From the beginning, Hua Gongzi felt that Luo Chen was strange.

After getting along with each other for a long time, Hua Gongzi even hid his doubts. Today, when all those doubts are unearthed, he feels even more suspicious.

For some reason, Hua Gongzi gradually began to doubt Luochen's intentions. What was he going to do and why he kept following him and fighting with Wu? These doubts kept swirling in Hua Gongzi's mind. Hua Gongzi looked at the broken pieces in front of him.

The dust settled for a long time without saying a word.

At the dining table in the hall, Hua Baishi and Mrs. Hua were sitting on either side of the young lady, and they kept greeting each other. Those two pairs of chopsticks never stopped since they were picked up, and they kept putting vegetables into the young lady's bowl.

.The various dishes piled together have become a small mountain.

Even though she was a strong young lady, she couldn't help but bite her saliva, with a troubled look on her face. How could she finish eating so many dishes? She couldn't deal with the Hua family the same way she dealt with the Hua Gongzi. After all, they were all elders.

Mrs. Hua was picking up vegetables and chattering beside her, "Are you tired? Why did you get up so early? After dinner, go back and sleep for a while."

Not to be outdone, Hua Baishi immediately said, "Don't get up next time, just let the servants bring it over and eat in the room."

Looking at this couple singing together, I feel helpless. They are obviously not raising a daughter-in-law, they are obviously raising pigs. After eating enough, sleep, eat enough, and have nothing to do all day long. Of course, these two

How come she didn't understand what Kouzi meant. She just thought that she had done something exhausting last night and needed to have a good rest today. It can be seen from the dishes on this table that they are all supplementary dishes.

In comparison, the place where the playboy was sitting on the other side was obviously much deserted. Wu Zheng ran away somewhere, probably because he was afraid of his revenge and was hiding from the limelight. As for Luochen, this idiot didn't know how to do it at all.

I don't expect him to liven up the atmosphere.

At this time, Old Man Hua happened to walk in from outside. Today is an extremely special day, so I didn't go to the theater and came here specifically to see his precious grandson.

As soon as he entered the door, Mr. Hua didn't even take a seat, but sat directly next to Mr. Hua. At that moment, Mr. Hua was endlessly moved. He said in his heart that his grandfather still loved him, although sometimes he was very unreliable.

But at least I knew that I had a biological grandson here. I didn’t say anything, and my heart was filled with emotion.

As soon as Old Man Hua sat down, the first thing he said was, "How was last night, are you done?" His voice was loud, for fear that others wouldn't hear. After saying that, there was hope and joy on his face.

There was even a hint of ill-intentioned expression.

The playboy secretly patted this thigh in his heart. This is his improper grandfather. You said you are so old, why are you asking about this? You said you are already so old, let's talk about it seriously.

Does it smell good? I have to embarrass my grandson.

Ugly, what can I say? Is it possible that I have to give details? That’s not possible, otherwise I am destined to be beaten again tonight. Tell the truth? I’m afraid it’s not possible. If I didn’t do anything I said and slept on the floor all night,

I guess I will still get beaten at night.

This is getting cold, the so-called dilemma! The playboy's mentality collapsed. "Grandpa, why don't you have some food first." The playboy said.

With a straight face, he changed the topic very stiffly.

However, Old Man Hua didn't pay attention. He casually glanced at the dishes on the table, and then continued to question, "Don't worry, grandpa has a good tongue. You can tell grandpa quietly."

The handsome man's face suddenly fell down. God, I don't want others to care about me. Let me be alone for a while. The handsome man wants to cry, and he wants to cry heartily.

Seeing that Old Man Hua couldn't get anything out of him, he began to teach Young Master Hua earnestly, "My dear grandson, don't feel inferior. After all, you will perform abnormally the first time."

The playboy's eyes widened, and he thought to himself, "Grandpa, what are you talking about? My grandson really doesn't understand what it means to be inferior or not."

Old Man Hua didn't notice the weird expression of Young Master Hua at all, and kept nagging, "It doesn't matter, a man must have confidence. Like grandpa me, he must be manly." As he said that, he patted his chest,

It was as if I had found a high-spirited look in person.

The playboy put his hand on his forehead, his head hurt very much. Who can come to save him? He can't bear it anymore.

When Hua Baishi saw her grandson covering his head, he sighed and said, "My grandson doesn't have to worry about this. Grandpa knows an old Chinese medicine doctor. A few pairs of Chinese medicine can definitely nurse you back to health. If you don't believe me, look at it. Your father is my grandfather."

A great achievement. When you were first created, grandpa did a lot of hard work."

Hua Baishi's face turned a little red when he heard this. He thought that he had drank that black Chinese medicine, and he felt nauseated. Only those who have drunk it know how disgusting it is. Who knows what he drank it with?

Whatever is made, it is definitely not a mortal thing.

At this moment, Mrs. Hua seemed to have remembered something. She quietly leaned into her daughter-in-law's ear and asked softly, "Last night?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the tears in the young lady's eyes fell down, which was extremely endearing.

Young Master Hua was also dumbfounded and thought to himself, what the fuss was about. Then the next moment, Young Master Hua felt that something was wrong. At this time, when the young lady burst into tears, wouldn't it mean that she had confirmed the fact that she did not do it? Young Master Hua didn't do it.

I cursed in my heart for being shameless. She is indeed the most poisonous woman.

Mr. Hua couldn't listen anymore. He closed his eyes in pain and wailed, "My stomach hurts." After saying that, he clutched his stomach and ran away. When he went out, he vaguely heard Mr. Hua say something heroic again: "

My good granddaughter-in-law, I leave everything to grandpa, I guarantee you will be satisfied."

The tears in the playboy's eyes could no longer help but fall down at this moment. The daughter-in-law he married was both a strong woman and an actress. His entire family had also become actors, and the whole set

The play is just an audience. No, I should be a victim.

It is said that Beiliang City is extremely lively today, because it is said that the Royal Academy in Beiliang is about to be completed. And today is the last day. Officials in the city have congratulated each other in the palace hall.

To say who is the happiest today, it must be His Majesty the Emperor. Since then, the highest academic institution in Beiliang has finally come to fruition. And these first batch of students are the literati and ordinary monks of Beiliang City.

This school will not only teach reading and writing,

The method of cultivation will also be taught. His Majesty the Emperor has decided to devote all the efforts of the country to support the operation and development of the school. After so many years, this school will definitely become a top school. After that, the imperial court can directly introduce talents from the school.

This is also His Majesty the Emperor

A wish for many years.

But even on such a grand day, a war of words broke out in the court. This was a war without gunpowder, and the competition was about who talked more. As an emperor, what I like most, and what I fear the most, is that the ministers have

The reason why I like it is that it can prevent ministers from forming cliques for personal gain. The reason why I fear it is because it gives me a headache.

The ministers in the court, headed by the Minister of Rites and the Minister of War, were divided into two factions. As for the issue they were struggling with, it turned out to be the naming of the academy. Logically speaking, the naming should be the emperor's own business, but the emperor

His Majesty asked the ministers for their opinions.

Although the ministers were quarreling fiercely, His Majesty the Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he did not make a direct decision, otherwise the ministers would not know how to talk about him behind his back. Just let them quarrel below and sit on the dragon throne.

Take a good nap. Maybe you can come up with a good name in a dream.

Now let's listen to the noise between the two parties. It's not an exaggeration to call it a lullaby. No wonder His Majesty the Emperor can sleep on the Dragon Throne.

The first person to bear the brunt is the Minister of Rites, an old man who is nearly 70 years old. His surname is Ma and his name is Ma Huawen. Although he is old, his heart is not old. If anyone dares to call him old, he will get angry and fight back. It is this kind of blood.

Fang Gang's elderly people

, charged into the battle, stood at the front, and strongly suggested that the name of the academy be called "Wenmo Academy". This name is very particular, and it means a scholar. For this name, he racked his brains and thought about it for countless days and nights.

However, the Minister of War opposite did not think so. A pair of murderous eyes glared at him. His surname was Wang, and his name was Wang Chaopeng. He used to be a general guarding the border, and all gangsters were deeply afraid of him. Especially those who cursed.

The craftsmanship of the formation is even more frightening. What he is thinking about at this moment is that he

If you have a knife in your hand, you must kill the guy in front of you. What's the use of a scholar? If he really fights, he will just hide behind. If it were his wish, this academy would be named "Martial Arts Academy". The name is both

It was domineering and easy to read. He didn't know what to pay attention to, he just felt that the words "wenmo" were too weak.

Fortunately, this was in the court hall, and both of them were more restrained and did not use swear words. They shouted loudly, but they still argued with red faces. Until the end, His Majesty the Emperor was finally awakened by the two parties and could no longer do anything.

I'm watching the fire from the other side. If the two sides continue to argue like this, I'm afraid the hall will be demolished.

So His Majesty the Emperor coughed and said seriously, "Stop it all."

The two adults who were quarreling immediately retreated when they heard the commotion, becoming much more honest. His Majesty the Emperor had to experience such quarrels several times every day, and he was used to it. Everyone said that this court was a place full of majesty.

place, but he, the emperor, didn’t think so. He even said that it might not be as orderly as that of the vegetable market.

His Majesty the Emperor pretended to think deeply for a while, and it seemed that she really had to choose the name today. It is not easy for him to be the emperor. Neither party can offend either party, and neither party can be partial. Simply, just pick one word and call it "

"Wenwu Academy" is all.

His Majesty the Emperor pretended to think for a long time, and then said in a deep voice, "Why don't we call it 'Civil and Military Academy'." After saying this, His Majesty the Emperor smiled heartily.

As soon as he finished speaking, Prime Minister Li Weiguang immediately answered, "Your Majesty, the Holy Ming." After saying this, he quickly kowtowed and saluted.

After this time, there were no more arguments in the court, and they all followed the salute and said, "Your Majesty, you are wise."


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