Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

Chapter 508

While everyone was walking, Yan Shirong smiled and said, "I won't come out for a long time, but I don't know that spring is already blooming outside."

Immediately, someone laughed and said: "It's boring to walk all the way, why don't we go there together."

Someone said: "What rhyme?"

"Naturally, it's flat water rhyme," someone responded with a smile: "It's just for leisure, and it's not for embarrassing people. Your Highness said it!"

Yan Shirong smiled and said, "It makes sense."

"What rhyme is the limit?"

Li Muyi smiled and said: "How about this, whoever happens to have a copper plate, just take it out, see what year it is, and count them in turn, okay?"

Everyone fumbled for their pockets one after another, and someone laughed and said, "Brother Xia loves throwing copper coins the most, you must have one."

The person who was called laughed and said, "I really have it."

He took it out and saw that it was Mingpei's twenty-nine year old, and said, "Twenty-nine, fourteen salts? Your Highness, start with a sentence?"

Yan Shirong smiled and said, "Brother Xia, get up first."

The man didn't give up, "Let me start with a sentence, the spring breeze is blowing?"

Everyone acted like a game, slowly connected all the way, and finally arrived at Wenxuanwang Temple, Yan Shirong's eyes quickly swept across the cornice, his face remained calm.

Everyone was talking and walking inside, and some people went up the steps, but Li Muyi walked towards the ancient cypress next to him, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, guess how old this ancient cypress is?"

Yan Shirong walked over with a smile, and was about to avoid the position of the cornice, but at this moment, the person in front joined in and said: "... Changge is stationed in the snow case."

Yan Shirong's heart twitched violently, and he moved a step to that side calmly, keeping a little distance from the others.

He looked up at Gu Bai, and said with a casual smile: "Wen Si moves the wind..."

Before the words fell, there was an extremely light click on the corners of the cornice above the head, and it fell, still three feet away from Yan Shirong.

More than one person let out a low voice, Yan Shirong was also "surprised" and turned around.

Li Muyi lost his voice and said: "Wen Si moves the eaves!! Could it be that Your Highness is Wen Qu Xingjun who descended to the lower realm, so that he can get the blue eyes of the most holy teacher!!"

Yan Shirong said anxiously: "Don't dare! Don't dare! It's just a coincidence!"

"It's not a coincidence! This is definitely not a coincidence!!"

As soon as everyone cheered, they gathered around, and they all marveled at Gong Wei.

The key to this matter lies in this clever word.

This kind of five-character rhythm is just a word game, and there are few good sentences, but he just touched the wind eaves, and the wind knocked down the corners of the eaves, and he was in the Confucian Temple again, which is too miraculous.

Because Xinbao was worried, Emperor Ming Pei sent people over, and soon got the live broadcast.

Emperor Ming Pei frowned first, then, suddenly thinking about something, he couldn't help murmuring: "This child! This child! This child is really..."

He kept shaking his head, but didn't continue.

This kid is really hardworking.

She gave birth to a crystal heart and glazed intestines, so extremely intelligent, vigilant against outsiders, observing coldly, but to her family, she was so considerate and soft.

He had received Xinbao's warning in advance, but in this matter, it is the worst policy to push the disease away, and it is the best policy to resort to tricks.

But it's all about it, and it's all about how the score is.

You know, Ziwei Star is the star of the emperor! And Wen Quxing is a capable minister and a good prime minister. Such a reputation will not help him to ascend to this position at all, and even faintly hinder him.

And for himself, it is of no help.

Originally, most of the people staring at him were idlers, but after this incident, literati would stare at him. This was a great pressure on his goal of taking the six yuan exam. It would be ridiculed in private.

But he knew it was so, why did he still do it?

To put it bluntly, he wanted to achieve one thing, namely: this seat must be in their house, but it doesn't have to be him.

He implicitly expressed that he was willing to do his best for his father and elder brothers to make up for their deficiencies.

To be honest, even Emperor Ming Pei himself couldn't do it.

There are many father and son brothers who have turned against each other in the Tian family, but in their family, Yan Qingshan has such a son, Yan Shifan has such a younger brother, and even... Yan Shirong has such a father and brother whom he is willing to help, it is also a great blessing.

This family really makes people like it from the bottom of their hearts.

Xinbao really didn't understand the twists and turns of these literati, she didn't listen to any poems they recited at all.

What she cared about was that she had already told her brother about the warning, but he was still almost hit, and nothing changed!

The more Xinbao thought about it, the more anxious he became, and murmured: "Is the jade card no longer working?"

She grabbed Emperor Ming Pei's sleeve: "My wife has just learned to engrave talismans in batches, so jade cards don't work anymore?"

Emperor Ming Pei's mind was pulled away by her, seeing the little girl's anxious eyes, he quickly comforted him: "No, no, it's impossible."

There is no way to tell her about these things here, so he can only say: "Maybe my brother thinks this is not a disaster, so save a little, and don't use the jade card."

Xinbao said angrily: "But not counting the later ones, there are still two dollars!! How can brother do this! Regardless of the seriousness! How can you save money on this kind of thing? It is obviously stupid to ignore your own life in order to save money. !"

"Xinbao is right!" Emperor Ming Pei said very seriously, "Wait for brother to come back and see if he doesn't scold him!"

"Yes!" Xinbao rarely didn't want to intercede: "Yeah, I must scold him and punish him! Let him remember this lesson!!"

"Okay," Emperor Ming Pei said without principle, "How does Xinbao say to punish him?"

Xinbao paused.

She thought about it seriously.

Punishment? The second brother is a weak chicken.

Penalty for writing? The second brother is not afraid of writing at all.

Punishment to practice martial arts? He is already practicing martial arts.

In the end, the little girl gave the final word: "Punish him to suffer!!"

So Yan Shirong entered the palace with his front foot, and was invited into the Qianqing Palace with his back foot. He almost spit out the first sip of tea, looked at Emperor Mingpei above him, and swallowed it forcefully, his teeth were numb from the bitterness.

Then Emperor Ming Pei signaled Xin Bao to speak.

Xinbao didn't want to talk to her brother.

So the little girl gave Fang Wuyou a super serious gesture.

Manager Fang's helpless subordinates are also a bunch of big eunuchs and small eunuchs, but he didn't dare to push back in front of the emperor.

He could only take a step forward resignedly, and said, "Second Highness, where is the jade plaque?"

Yan Shirong coughed, and silently took out the jade token from his purse, as expected, he didn't wear it close to his body.

Xinbao snorted angrily.

She has lost a lot of weight now, and she looks more and more like a little girl. She is small and delicate, and she can hum in a soft voice, so cute.

Yan Shirong smiled and said: "Xinbao, brother just thinks that this matter does not require a jade token, so why bother throwing it away?"

Xinbao stood up angrily: "Who says it won't be useful! You were almost hit by a tile!! What if it misses it!"

Yan Shirong said with a good-tempered smile: "No."

"You still don't admit it!!" Heartbroken: "Obviously, it has already happened!!"

Emperor Ming Pei stood beside him with a calm face, it depends on how he wants to explain.

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