The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 745: Tibetan General
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"Why do you talk so much! They say that a woman is equal to three hundred ducks. I think you are worth three thousand ducks at least!" Fang Chengyin could hardly hold her head up. In those few days She indeed wanted to irritate Kong Wenjie on purpose. Otherwise, with Kong Wenjie's temperament, she would not be able to speak out even if she kept grinding for another year and a half. In fact, she still felt a little indebted to Fu Jiaheng. Yes, he must have taken advantage of me, but he couldn't stop Fu Jiaheng from saying so. The little debt in Fang Chengyin's heart had long since disappeared, and all that was left was anger!
The corner of Fu Jiaheng's mouth twitched: "...What did I say? Just tear down the bridge when crossing the river? You girl not only demolished the bridge, but now you're counting down on me!"
"Hmph, I'm calling it a day to kill a donkey." Fang Chengyin raised her chin at him.
"...Ahem!" The corner of Fu Jiaheng's mouth trembled even more, then he rolled his eyes, then touched his chin, and said with a smile: "Actually, I think that guard with the small hole is pretty good-looking, and he has nice eyes. God has a nice nose and mouth, and a good figure. I don’t need him to be naked, but I can imagine the tendon meat all over his body, tsk tsk tsk..."
"Fu Jiaheng, what do you want to do?! Shut up! Stop your thoughts!" The next second, Fang Chengyin was furious, and she slapped Fu Jiaheng on the shoulder. Go up, while glaring at him fiercely, "If you dare... dare to hook up with my man, I will beat you until you have teeth on the floor! No, you can get out of here tomorrow! Go back to your own home! Don't do it again in the future You are not allowed to come to Ninggu Pagoda!"
Fu Jiaheng pursed his lips and looked at Fang Chengyin expectantly: "Then let the guard Xiaokong take me back?"
Fang Chengyin roared with great strength: "...You have a beautiful idea!"
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The second day of November in the 33rd year of Jiasheng
The capital.
Royal study room.
"Long live Lord, my subordinates have conducted a thorough investigation of Taoist Priest Qingxu and Changgantuan." Jiang Bairen presented the thick stack of memorials in his hand, "Long live Lord, please take a look. ”
Zhao Ruhai stepped forward to take the memorial and respectfully placed it in front of Zhong Zhiheng.
Zhong Zhiheng flipped through two pages and closed them impatiently. He looked at Jiang Bairen and said, "I'm too lazy to read. Please tell me what the origin of Qingxu is."
"Long live the Lord, the Taoist Priest Qingxu was born in a lonely family. He was thrown in front of the gate of Chang Optimism. He was taken in by the Taoist Priest of Chang Optimism and grew up in Chang Optimism. In addition, he also There’s nothing more to say,” Jiang Bairen said, seeming to remember something, and added hurriedly, “On the other hand, Taoist Master Qingxu is a person who has his eyes high. He has always only practiced magic and alchemy in Taoist temples, and rarely goes out. , and even had no contact with the famous families in the capital. This time it was also because of the serious matter of Empress Hui that Taoist Master Qingxu made an exception and left the Taoist temple."
"Oh, so he is reliable?" Zhong Zhiheng said lightly.
"Yes, I dare to use Xiang's head as a guarantee." Jiang Boren was very confident.
"Okay, you can go down." Zhong Zhiheng waved his hand.
"Yes, my subordinates are resigning." At that moment, Jiang Bairen was so busy that he bowed and resigned.
"Long live my Lord, I would like to see you." After Jiang Bairen retreated, Zhao Ruhai stepped forward to report again.
"Xuan." Zhong Zhiheng said solemnly, putting aside the memorial in his hand.
"The humble minister bows to my emperor, long live my emperor!" When he walked to the dragon case, Zhao Changrong knelt down and knelt down to worship.
"The right minister is flat," Zhong Zhiheng said, while addressing Zhao Ruhai, "Give me a seat."
"Thank you, Lord Long Live." Zhao Changrong sat down on the embroidered pier with a serious look on his face.
"Is there anything important for the Right Prime Minister to come to the palace to see me at this time?" Zhong Zhiheng said, it was just after the morning court, and he had just finished his meal, Zhao Changrong came in a hurry, naturally Is there anything inconvenient to report in front of all the civil and military officials?
"Yes," Zhao Changrong nodded hurriedly, paused, and then asked cautiously, "Long Live Lord has made up his mind to establish a general in Tibet?"
Due to the special circumstances of Tibet, military and government affairs were previously separated. Military affairs were designated by the court, while government affairs were managed by court officials and ethnic minority leaders. Now Zhong Zhiheng intends to establish a Tibetan general to oversee military and government affairs. It is to strengthen the court's control over Tibet.