Quick Wear: The Crazy Lord God is again training the sweet host

Chapter 133 The Delicate Little Emperor Is So Unruly (14)

Xing Chen made this suggestion with selfish motives, but what he stated were all facts.

Every morning at the court he watched the ministers racking their brains to think of something to say, but every day they just said the same nonsense, just like the office workers attending the morning meeting at work.

Those who are standing at the back with their eyes wide open, it’s probably because they lack a mobile phone in their hands, otherwise they would definitely keep their heads down and scroll through the pages without even raising their heads.

Xingchen himself hated getting up early.

The current situation is that when he finally got up and sat on the dragon throne, he listened to a lot of nonsense without getting to the point.

In this comparison, the two sides pointing fingers at each other and cursing in a flowery manner is more interesting than their long-winded speeches.

Xing Chen was so sleepy that he covered his mouth and yawned every day until tears came out.

He now somewhat understands why these two groups quarrel every day.

If they don't quarrel, they will probably feel sleepy. Quarreling can perk up their spirits and stimulate their thinking.

I wonder what the seemingly calm regent really thinks in his heart when he faces this scene every day.

After he climbs onto the dragon bed and we are more familiar with each other, we must interview him.

Xing Chen's selfish thought is that if the situation does not change and continues on the trend of the morning court, let alone having a private space to spend time with Wen Luo, it will be a question of when Wen Luo can even look at him seriously.

Queen Mother Zhao was very efficient in her work.

The Ministry of Rites soon made public the new "Da Han Hui Dian".

The new code changed the frequency of court meetings from once a day to once every seven days, and designated the day before the court meeting as a day of rest.

At other times, special matters must be reported, and the emperor can be seen alone in the imperial study to report relevant matters after 9:00 p.m. and before 0:00 p.m. every day.

As soon as this order was issued, the troops on both sides were shocked.

Memorials from the Censorate were flying onto Xingchen's desk like snowflakes. He opened them and saw that most of them said he was lazy about government affairs and did not follow the style of the previous emperor. It was fine that he had claimed to be sick and did not attend court before, but now he was actually trying to change the policies of the previous emperor, which was really disrespectful.

Xing Chen summed it up in four words: lazy and unfilial.

I don't know why they wrote so many words.

The people on Queen Mother Zhao's side naturally sang praises to Xing Chen, praising him for his understanding of the officials' hard work, his efficiency in work, and his ability to innovate. They also lavished praise on Xing Chen like they were free.

Xing Chen classified all the memorials and found that except for the Censorate, the condemnations from the people on the Regent's side were actually not very serious, and the number was far less than expected.

It seems that although everyone denies it with their mouths, their bodies are very honest.

The new regulations began to be implemented.

The effect was immediate, and Xing Chen suddenly found himself with a lot more free time.

Thank God, I can finally stay in bed with the quilt in my arms in the morning.

There were not many matters that required ministers to meet the emperor alone every day, and if there were any, solutions could be discussed quickly, which saved a long quarrel compared to the morning court.

Gradually, Xing Chen discovered that after everyone adapted to this model, their work efficiency improved.

Now, everyone's reports in the court have become more concise and substantial, and there are fewer quarrels.

Everyone is happy.

Another morning court arrived.

After the ministers finished reporting everything and Eunuch Fu announced the adjournment of the court, Xing Chen sat there without moving.

Seeing that His Majesty did not move, everyone naturally stood still and waited.

At this time, Xing Chen looked at the figure sitting in the hall, with a faint smile at the corner of his lips.

"Everyone go ahead, uncle, stay. I have something important to discuss with you."

After receiving the order, everyone began to slowly retreat out of the hall.

Only the Regent's die-hard fans stood still, looking at him with some worry in their eyes.

He looked as if he was afraid that Xing Chen would eat Wen Luo alive.

Wen Luo gestured toward the outside of the hall, and those people retreated reluctantly.

In the empty hall in front of the dragon throne, only the regent was left.

Wen Luo finally stood up, nodded slightly to Xing Chen, and lowered his eyes to look at the steps in front of him.

"What do you want to discuss with me, Your Majesty?"

Xing Chen sat on the dragon chair, holding his chin and looking at him with a smile.

"Uncle looks like he's fed up with me."

"Your Majesty is worrying too much."

"Then it seems that the steps below are much more beautiful than me. My uncle would rather look at them than at me."

Xing Chen's tone was deliberately a little coquettish, and then he saw Wen Luo's eyebrows slightly wrinkled as he wished.

But the man still didn't look up, and his tone showed a little impatience.

"If your majesty has nothing else to do, I will withdraw."

Look how arrogant he is. He dares to call himself the king in front of the emperor.

Xing Chen raised his eyebrows.

Now, the more unruly Wen Luo became, the more interesting he found him.

Xing Chen stood up and tried to walk down the stairs, but Eunuch Fu beside him hurriedly reached out his hand to stop him.

"His Majesty!"

Xing Chen smiled and pressed down Eunuch Fu's hand.

"Don't worry, Eunuch Fu. The Emperor's uncle will never let me bleed five steps above this palace."

Wenluo did not comment.

Xing Chen walked down the steps and stood still, smiling and asking, "Is that so, uncle?"

Wen Luo finally opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of arrogance that looked down upon everything.

Xing Chen knew why he had not been looking at Xiao Shen.

It is really these eyes that clearly express the word "ambition".

Wen Luo's lips moved slightly, "Of course."

His voice was cold and his sharp eyes turned towards Xing Chen.

Xing Chen stood there motionless, smiling and blinking at him gently.

really.

The arrogance and ambition in Wen Luo's eyes seemed to be suddenly covered by a white mist. He stood there in a daze, looking up at Xing Chen.

Xing Chen did not give him the chance to keep looking at her. He curled the corners of his lips, turned around and walked back to the stairs.

"Oops, my memory is bad. I forgot what I wanted to discuss with my uncle. Maybe next time."

After saying this, he left his back and walked out with Eunuch Fu without looking back.

Wen Luo stood alone in the hall, looking for a long time in the direction where Xing Chen's figure disappeared.

He listened to Xing Chen's footsteps getting farther and farther away until they disappeared.

There was dead silence all around.

Wen Luo slowly raised his hand and covered his heart.

There, the heart was beating like thunder.

So abrupt.

So abrupt and presumptuous.

So inexplicable.

He recalled the stunning glimpse he had just had over and over again. It seemed as if something in the other person's eyes instantly captured his soul.

This is unique in Wenluo's life experience.

Wen Luo's subconscious reaction was that Xiao Shen had colluded with the people of the Yao tribe to cast witchcraft on him.

He forced himself to suppress the desire to chase after the person and grab him, then turned around and walked out of the hall.

To be safe, I should go back home as soon as possible to check my body.

Xing Chen was so happy that he almost jumped back to his bedroom.

Eunuch Fu tried his best to persuade him not to meet with the Regent alone in the future.

It is said that the Regent is a skilled martial artist, and if he suddenly attacks, Your Majesty will be in big trouble.

Xing Chen patted his shoulder.

"Don't worry, he won't touch me even if he kills himself."

Eunuch Fu was shocked: "Your Majesty, please explain clearly."

This thing naturally cannot be stated explicitly.

Xing Chen then said succinctly: "I have put a curse on him."

Or is it a love poison?