Chapter 98： (1/2)

"This time the slave promises that the youngest son is really angry." The palace man secretly said, and gestured to the little **** who passed the wind. I'll take a nap for a while, and I won't sleep anymore! I'm still pacing back and forth in the pavilion, talking to myself with a little mouth, full of annoyance, this, this must be taken to your Majesty!"

He was reprimanded by his father-in-law because of the previous intelligence error. Although the little **** was skeptical this time, he still stunned after hearing it: "It seems that I am really concerned."

"The elder son is not open, and the slave goes to coax." The palace man bowed, stepped into the inner room with his clothes, and said in the tone of offering treasures: "Earth son, don't turn, it will take a long time to turn your eyes. Come and see what this is? It was sent by your majesty. You must have never seen it before!"

Oh? Hearing that, Yin Minglu cast his eyes on the face with a great deal of face, and then saw the palace man presenting two cylindrical objects, and he also enthusiastically introduced: "It is said that they are all gadgets from the West. This is. The one on the left is called the'Kaleidoscope', so you can see a lot of glass flowers when you look inside. What's the'telescope' on the right? Let's go up and see, and you can see the Sixth House of the West from the East Sixth House in one breath. Shizi, you can try, maybe you can see your majesty."

How could he have not seen these things? Yin Minglu couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, but he still played like he hadn't seen it before.

The palace man looked at Xiao Shizi with a kind smile, and saw the other person blinking, curiously looking at a pair of delicate black eyeballs on the lens, and then he was amazed, like a playful child who couldn’t put it down, and then his eyes turned. I said in a circle: "This thing is good, you can see it far, I will take it outside and have a look."

After speaking, he picked up the single-scope and ran to the pavilion, and "surveilled" the location of Chu Xiu Palace from a distance.

The palace man thought he had read the wrong place and reminded: "My son, the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart is over there."

"I know." Yin Minglu murmured, but he thought about what the emperor has to look good. Of course, it is important to monitor the heroine. His eyes were almost glued to the lens. After locking the position of Chu Xiugong, he kept adjusting the spiral and finally saw the scene clearly.

The group of women in Chuxiu Palace seemed to be playing in the garden. I don’t know what big moves they were doing. Among them, the heroine Qin Manman was the most high-profile. The smile at the corner of her mouth seemed triumphant and contemptuous, with a cup in her hand. Cha, while the other women watched her, obviously daring not to speak. Feeling the intermittent state of the other party's system, Yin Minglu's mind moved slightly, feeling that this is a good time to start, and decisively ran into the garden.

But the palace man was completely stupid, so he had to go to whistle the news again.

In the garden, there are indeed a group of beauties with various gestures playing and enjoying the flowers, chanting poems and composing pairs, competing for talents, unhappy, but suddenly broke into a Qin Manman, making the atmosphere of the audience greatly stagnated.

Everyone looked at her jealously. Most of the show girls in the same period became ordinary pickers, so Wang Qiang was beautiful and she was granted the eighth grade. But they are not as high-level as Qin Manman, they are all overwhelmed, and they don't have as many good ideas as each other, to please your Majesty, and the rewards that day enter the court like flowing water.

The **** who informed the report was still loud, and they were afraid that they didn't know anything about it. They lived in the same two houses, and they couldn't see what they saw when they lowered their heads, so they were jealous with jealousy every day, and when they returned to the house, they desperately pierced each other's villains. As everyone knows, this is the purpose of Xie Wei, set a live target, pretend to be favored, but actually shift the target.

"My dear sisters, why don't you call me my elder sister when you play here one by one. Poems and composers are my elder sister." Qin Manman chuckles, unwittingly revealing his glorious clothes, in harmony. Under the sun, it looks extremely graceful and gorgeous, "My sister Wang, look at my clothes. This is the Xia Cai brocade given to me by your majesty. Do you think this material is extremely beautiful? It's very beautiful."

Of course she knew that the purpose of this group of women gathering here despite the heat was not just to attract your Majesty to pass by? All of them are pretending to be poetic and picturesque. In their bones, they are still looking forward to your Majesty's passing by. How can you look at them more? Want to use the number of people to fight her favor? Simply dreaming! She really didn't come out to mention something, she would be overthrown by these little girls.

The goddesses are slightly stiff, but they are madly complaining in their hearts. We just didn't want to call you on purpose. We haven't counted them yet. Wang Qiang, the most glamorous in the crowd, was named and said with a strong smile: "Yes, this material really matches my sister's complexion."

She smiled and groaned, but her teeth were itchy with anger, her white fingers tightened her veil, such a beautiful material, it looks good on everyone! Rao is a sparrow wearing a peacock style, if she wears the naturally beautiful, she must look hundreds of times better than Qin Manman!

Because Qin Manman came, and her grade was a bit higher than her, Wang Qiang was forced to retreat from the main position and ranked second.

"Sisters, don’t be restrained. You were composing poems before? My sister also wanted to participate. After all, I just came from your majesty’s palace and I was panicked by the sun." Qin Manman held a small embroidered fan while fanning himself. The wind, while showing off, also brought your Majesty in his words. He succeeded in making everyone's eyes a fire, but he didn't dare to get angry, so he could only endure secretly, holding back his internal injuries, hoping that these three sentences would not leave your Majesty’s little bitch. People quickly fall out of favor.

Seeing that the atmosphere is not right, one of the pickers hurriedly stood up and wittily rounded off: "We are composing poems on the proposition, but it is interesting. Sister, let's also play."