Chapter 1191: The demon Langjun is a bit ruthless (78)
Chapter 1191 Demon Langjun, a bit ruthless (78)
"Your Majesty said, the little prince is noble, and you should not stay in this poor mountain and remote area, for fear of being touched by an ignorant person."
"Also, your Majesty sent a minister this time to bring the bones of Lord Ying back to the Imperial Mausoleum of the capital and enshrine the memorial tablet."
Buried in the imperial tombs, with the Taimiao, these are all people who have made great contributions to the country's society.
This is the highest honor of the royal family.
It seems that the empress does not have much hostility towards her mother.
"General Wang, go back and tell your Majesty that my body is like a copper wall and iron bones, and it won’t be broken."
"As for my mother's bones, you can bring them back, lest you live in the wilderness."
General Wang also had a headache.
Who does not want to be a prince, but likes to be a villager in the mountains?
"Little prince! Your majesty has given the little prince a mansion, and the servants wait for hundreds of them, and only wait for the little prince to return to Beijing with his husband and the little prince."
"Your Majesty also said that as long as the little prince returns to Beijing, the little prince can send whatever hairpin he wants to the prince, and any toy he wants to give to the little prince can be made by the manufacturer."
"Cough cough cough...cough cough cough..."
Qi Jinghe almost choked on his saliva.
Su Qiao quickly helped him pat his back: "Are you okay?"
Qi Jinghe glared at her angrily: "What are you talking nonsense?"
Su Qiao looked innocent: "I didn't say anything."
She just got some silver tickets, some jewelry, and just made up a few words casually. Who knows that the Queen is really serious?
"Little prince, if the little prince cannot invite the little prince back, the prince can only stay in this small chieftain town for a long time. Please have pity for the little prince."
She would rather be stationed at the border than here.
Here, she can only look at the mountain, the water, and the soil in a daze, and she has nowhere to train a soldier.
can't be so stalemate forever.
Su Qiao pulled her man’s sleeve: "Jinghe, shall we go?"
"I am whatever, do you want to go?"
Qi Jinghe doesn't really want to go.
But he felt that he could not be too selfish.
Su Qiao thought for a while, "Looking at this posture, it seems that it won’t work if we don’t go, or let’s go have a fun?"
"If it's not fun, we will come back again."
Qi Jinghe was silent for a moment: "Listen to you."
Su Qiao looked back at the somewhat dilapidated house, "Well, the village chief, you have to look after my house, maybe I will come back to live in the future."
"what?"
This broken house... still live?
The village chief did not dare to say this.
She nodded repeatedly: "Oh, oh, don’t worry, little prince, the grass-minded people must take good care of this house, and will not let the little prince’s house lose any vegetation."
"That's not necessary, just don't let people take it up."
It is mainly because the old man seems to be reluctant to bear this house.
"Yes, yes, the grassroots must not be occupied by people." The villagers responded again and again.
"General Wang, you can take someone to town and wait. Let's leave tomorrow morning."
There are so many people here, the villagers probably can’t sleep anymore.
"Yes."
General Wang finally got up, but hesitated to leave.
Su Qiao was speechless: "Don't worry, I won't run. You have so many people, and you scared the villagers, you should go to town quickly."
"Thank you, little lord."
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After the old man came back with Xiao Yueer, he knew he was going to the capital, but he didn't say anything.
"My old man knows that it's not long at home."
Su Qiao’s identity is there, and your Majesty will never let her stay in this small mountain village.
After lunch, Su Qiao went to the small gambling shop in Xiaojiang Village.
Seeing her, Jiang Qiuyan knelt down as soon as her legs were soft, and she was crying without tears.
"Little...little lord, my gambling shop is no longer open."
She knew before that she guessed that she had offended a great person, but she didn’t expect Su Qiao to be such a respected identity.
I heard that the powerful and powerful Sheng Prime Minister’s family was given a pot by the little prince.
(End of this chapter)
