"Let the blizzard come even harder!"
"How's it going? How's my 18-pack abs doing?"
【Wow, 18-pack abs! 】
The old emperor widened his eyes, Shen Zhiyi, do you believe it?
[This is going to become a centipede, hahahahahahaha. ]
"Oh my, little brother, you can't do this."
"Oh my, old man, you are so old, you are definitely not as good as me."
【Puff.】
Shen Zhiyi held back her laughter, and her stomach ached slightly.
[No wonder the Minister of Industry wanted to lock him up. Once he was released, he was just comparing his body shape. It was totally immoral. He looked like a gangster.]
The Minister of Works felt that he was about to suffocate.
Regardless of the cold weather, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to take good care of his grandson.
He looked around and noticed the big steaming buns on the stall next to him.
He stretched out his hand and prepared to grab a few and throw them towards his grandson.
Who would have thought that as soon as I put my head close to the vendor, I saw a familiar face.
The Minister of Industry glared angrily: "You!"
The official from the Ministry of Industry made a "hush" gesture with his mouth.
"Just pretend you didn't see me."
As he spoke, the official from the Ministry of Works squatted down and crawled under the table.
The Minister of Works snorted angrily, turned around and went to the stall next to him.
He sells hairpins.
Okay, that’s it, use this to stab that useless grandson to death!
Who wants...
"you?"
The Minister of Rites took the hairpin from the Minister of Works and squatted down, saying, "You know I am henpecked. I just came to buy some hairpins for my wife. Just pretend you didn't see me."
The Minister of Works' eyelids twitched violently.
He looked around suddenly, and immediately saw many familiar faces who were watching the fun squatting down.
"Not you!"
"Pretend you didn't see me!!!"
Minister of Works: I’m furious.
The Minister of Works, who was about to settle the accounts, turned around and was faced with a wheat-colored face.
"Hey, old man, do you think this young master's figure is the best in the world?"
As he spoke, the grandson of the Minister of Works compared the muscles in his arms, thighs, and all over his body.
The Minister of Works was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
He slapped his grandson on the forehead in annoyance and spoke loudly.
"Open your dog eyes and see who I am!"
The grandson, who was a little confused due to the cold, was awakened by the beating. When he saw that the person in front of him was his grandfather, he immediately danced and screamed.
"Wow, the bad guys are coming!"
Having said that, he started running.
[Hahaha, this guy is a weightlifting maniac, his whole body is full of hard muscles! ]
Shen Zhiyi flipped through the deeds of the grandson of the Minister of Works in the courtyard over the years.
[I admire him so much. He has been training every day for ten years. If the male celebrities in the domestic entertainment industry could learn from him, they would not be unable to hold such a light female celebrity.]
The old emperor didn’t understand what Shen Zhiyi was saying, but he understood a little.
Shen Zhiyi was actually praising such a person who was immoral.
It’s over, it’s over. What if Shen Zhiyi is led astray?
He gestured to the darkness, and soon the Dragon Scale Guards caught the grandson of the Minister of Works who was running naked.
The old emperor put his hands in his sleeves, looked at the Minister of Works and asked knowingly: "What about your grandson?"
The Minister of Works' face turned red with shame and he struggled desperately.
"no."
[Why not? Just admit it boldly, Shangshu! ]
[It's just a grandson who likes to run naked, it's not a big deal. ]
The old emperor nodded in agreement, that’s right.
[Look at our old emperor, a son who likes to play with humans and beasts, and a daughter who likes to eat people, what's the point of your naked streaking? 】
The Minister of Industry looked at Shen Zhiyi with starry eyes.
He seemed to have all his courage at that moment.
He looked at the old emperor with firm eyes.
"Yes, Your Majesty, that is my grandson. I will keep a close eye on him when I return!"
The old emperor rolled his eyes bluntly.
depressed!
Zhang Sheren, who was taking notes on the other side, had some insights.
Even an emperor is afraid of being compared to others.
Most importantly, the emperor was the rotten one.
The Minister of Industry was directly cured by Shen Zhiyi's words.
[It’s over, it’s over. I hope that grandson won’t be beaten to death by his grandfather when he returns.]
Minister of Works: He will definitely beat you to death!
[It's too easy to beat her to death. Such a good figure should be drawn and passed down through the ages. Hahahaha. 】
The Minister of Works pinched his philtrum hard.
What a bad idea.
He has already been embarrassed enough, how can he pass it on to future generations?
【Hmm, what date is today? 】
[On the 17th day of the month, the emperor went on a private visit in plain clothes. On the way to Xuanwu Street, he met the grandson of the Minister of Works, who was walking his bird in the snow.]
Minister of Industry: Can we apply to remove the Minister of Industry? He still needs this old face.
At this moment, the old emperor suddenly came over quietly and whispered, "My dear, I have an oral order."
Minister of Works: I have a bad feeling.
"Your Majesty, please say."
"I think Shen Zhiyi's idea is good. Let's do it. Bring the painting to see me next month."
The Minister of Works turned his head stiffly.
no?
this?
Your Majesty, your words are a bit harsh!
The old emperor felt very relieved to see the Minister of Works being humiliated. He laughed heartily a few times, then walked to the stall selling big steamed buns and knocked on it.
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