The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

"Let’s do it," Zhao Lingyun was so stalked that he couldn’t help it. Emperor Dongsheng asked him to come in and lift the **** bastard. This guy just hugged his legs and didn’t let go. Seeing that the **** was about to start rolling, the emperor. His Majesty said to Zhao Lingyun: "If you can pass the Enke exam this time, I will help you split up."

"How could Kechen pass the exam!" Zhao Lingyun yelled even more loudly, and Emperor Dongsheng said this as if he didn't say it.

Emperor Dongsheng: "I don't have to talk about this. If you fail the exam, you will continue to suffer."

These words were too ruthless and unjust, Zhao Lingyun felt desperate at this moment, and said to Emperor Dongsheng: "Even if the minister was beaten to death with Zhang Ge, the minister would not pass the test."

Emperor Dongsheng & two Ouchi guards: "..."

If you fail the exam and kill yourself, why do you want to get Mr. Zhang Ge?

Zhao Lingyun: "Or the minister will collect more debts for you?"

Emperor Dongsheng: "This is something you should do badly. You used it to negotiate terms with me?"

So there is no more to talk about? Zhao Lingyun sniffed.

Emperor Dongsheng: "You are going to roll on the ground today, I ordered someone to break your leg!"

Zhao Lingyun is stubbing his neck, isn't this just right? He has a broken leg, why should Enke be tested?

Emperor Dongsheng said again: "You can write with a pen in your hand, and I can order someone to carry you into the examination room."

Zhao Lingyun: "Then your minister's hand also interrupted?"

Emperor Dongsheng: "If your hand is broken, I will order someone to ghostwrite for you. You can dictate, do you want to try?"

Zhao Lingyun really didn't want to try.

"Go away," Emperor Dongsheng patted Zhao Lingyun's dog's head.

Zhao Lingyun couldn't figure it out. What is he doing in the palace tonight? Just to enter the palace, he didn't even bother to say a few more words to Jiang Mingyue, but in the end he didn't accomplish anything.

Standing up, Zhao Lingyun sighed several times, and said, "Holy, what are you going to do with Zhao Lingxiao?"

Emperor Dongsheng: "Don't worry about this, just follow the old Zhang Ge to review it with An Xin."

Zhao Lingyun walked away dejectedly, blindly entering this palace.

Chen Jinzhong watched Zhao Lingyun go, and when he entered the hall, he saw Emperor Dongsheng sitting on the couch with his eyes closed.

"The **** in Zhao Xilou has gone?" Emperor Dongsheng asked.

Chen Jinzhong hurriedly replied: "If you return to the saint, Master Zhao has already left."

Emperor Dongsheng: "He didn't yell at you?"

Even if Emperor Dongsheng closed his eyes right now, Chen Jinzhong was habitually smiling, saying: "How lucky is a slave to listen to Master Zhao's yelling."

Emperor Dongsheng was amused by Chen Jinzhong and said: "That seems to be my blessing."

Chen Jinzhong just lost his smile. Isn't this also the saint's favor from you? Except for this Lord and Lord Fu, even the prince, I dare not yell at you.

"Go and tell Wei Xiang to enter the palace," Emperor Dongsheng said again.

This night, it is said that Wei Xiangye entered the palace again? The smile on Chen Jinzhong's face froze. Isn't the saint going to let Zhao Lingxiao's matter go?

"Yes, the minion sent someone there," Chen Jinzhong didn't dare to ask more, and after receiving the order, he retreated to the hall.

Emperor Dongsheng sighed silently, the tree wanted to stop but the wind was not quiet.

"Wasting time," Zhao Lingyun walked out of the palace gate and muttered bitterly.

Gourd and winter melon ran over. The two of them were very happy at first. If their master came out, they would be able to go back. But seeing Zhao Lingyun's gloomy face that was about to rain, the two young men didn't dare to laugh immediately.

"Master, what's the matter with you?" Calabash asked cautiously.

Zhao Lingyun squinted at the gourd.

Hulu immediately got a bitter face and said, "The little one is going to be scolded again?"

Winter Melon took two steps back in a hurry, he didn't want to be scolded.

"Go to Zhang Mansion," Zhao Lingyun was not in the mood to speak at the moment, he was annoying.

At this time, a group of people came from the long street in front of the palace gate to the palace gate.

"It's An Yuan Hou Ye," a forbidden army shouted from the tower.

"Huh?" Zhao Lingyun was taken aback, and greeted him in a hurry. Why did his old man come into the palace so late?

Jiang Ruqiu, who had sent Zhao Lingque into the palace, was also taken aback when he saw Zhao Lingyun. What is his son-in-law standing in front of the palace gate so late?

"Father," Zhao Lingyun shouted affectionately, standing in front of Jiang Jinqiu's horse.

Jiang Ruqiu was still not used to Zhao Lingyun's enthusiasm. Sitting on the horse, Lord Hou asked Zhao Lingyun coldly, "Why are you here?"

Zhao Lingyun looked around.

Jiang Ruqiu said: "If you have something, just say, what are you doing sneakily?"

After being scolded, Zhao Lingyun didn't get angry. He still said to Jiang Jinqiu with a smile on his face: "Isn't it bad to say in public, father, why are you here?"

Jiang Ruqiu kicked off the horse, and Zhao Lingyun held the tall war horse for Jiang Ruqiu and said, "Father, you haven't returned to the princess mansion?"

Some soldiers from Jiang Ruqiu came forward and looked at Zhao Lingyun. The young man didn't know whether to take the horse bridle from Zhao Lingyun's hand, and just stood there scratching his head.

"Let him lead the horse," Jiang Ruqiu said.

"Ah? Oh, come on," Zhao Lingyun beckoned to let the soldiers approach.

The soldiers stepped forward to take the reins of the horse, and led Jiang Ruqiu's horse aside.

Jiang Ruqiu glanced at Zhao Lingyun and said, "You are very brave, no one dares to lead my horse casually."

Zhao Lingyun: "Huh?"

What's the situation? He doesn't know.

Turning to look at his husband’s horse, this horse is all black, without a single hair on his body, and his legs are much thicker than ordinary horses. Zhao Lingyun said, “Father, your horse is very tall.”

In the capital, the best horse Jiang Mingyue had ever seen was the imperial horse of Emperor Dongsheng. Now compared with his old man's horse, that horse is half a head shorter than this **** horse.

"People it doesn't know will get kicked if they get close to it," Jiang Ruqiu said.

Zhao Lingyun was really the first stranger to take the reins without being kicked by the Black Overlord.

"It's called the Black Overlord?" Jiang Ruqiu was surprised, and Zhao Lingyun was just happy, and said: "Good name, Dad, it seems that the Black Overlord likes me."

Jiang Ruqiu's mouth twitched.

Zhao Lingyun leaned in front of Jiang Ruqiu at this time and whispered, "Something happened."

Jiang Ruqiu was taken aback again.

Zhao Lingyun: "My son-in-law can't say anything about it, but if you see the saint in a while, the saint will tell you."

Jiang Ruqiu: "Then you shouldn't tell me at the beginning."

"Hey," Zhao Lingyun said with a look of who and who we are and said: "You are my father-in-law, how can my son-in-law hide from you?"

But you didn't say what it was!

"Okay, you go," Jiang Ruqiu drove Zhao Lingyun away, he was really speechless with this person.

Zhao Lingyun was looking at the carriage in the middle of the team and said, "Father, who is that kid?"

Jiang Ruqiu turned his head to look, and found that Zhao Lingque was half-opening the car window and looked out.

"He is the second son of Lord Ronglin," Jiang Ruqiu said to Zhao Lingyun.

Zhao Lingyun and Zhao Lingque looked at each other at this time, Zhao Lingyun looked curious, Zhao Lingque was young and mature, his eyes were calm, and there was no childishness.

Zhao Lingyun does not remember his name, but his surname is Zhao, and the word Ling is in his name. In the Dongsheng Dynasty, except for himself, other people with the words Zhao and Ling in their names are all of the Zhao clan Ling. The clan of the generations.

Asking her old father-in-law to send him into the palace's clan chamber, Zhao Lingyun immediately thought in his heart, wouldn't this be the people who are most valued by the sage among the group of clan chambers called to Beijing?