MTL - Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry-Chapter 1032 Women disguised as men: the delicate palms of powerful ministers (33)

   Chapter 1032 Women disguised as men: the palms of powerful ministers (33)

   "If you're really angry all the time, it's a big deal to chop my head off. That's a hundred times better. It's better to die than to be angry with you guys!"

  Jiaoyang rolled his eyes at the door, determined not to have anything to do with them.

   Facial paralysis with an ugly face: "Is this true?"

   "Of course it's true," Jiaoyang twitched the corners of his mouth. "Anyway, you've looked at me for a long time, and I'm the same. As long as you don't have to follow you in the future, if you want to kill or cut, you always say it!"

   His face was paralyzed and his hands hidden under his sleeves were tightly clenched, silent for a while, and then he said: "Then what do you want me to do, you are willing to come back."

   "It's very simple," Jiaoyang crossed his legs leisurely, and glanced outside through the crack of the door, "You kneel down to my lord, and beg my lord to come out to see you!"

   As soon as he finished speaking, the **** next to his face paralyzed screamed: "Bold! Dare to be disrespectful to the emperor, miscellaneous family"

   Before he could finish speaking, he was stopped by a sullen face with a paralyzed face.

"Look, look!" Jiao Yang made a lingering expression, "Is there anything else to say between you and me, you will always speak harshly to me, young master, and you will chop off my head. And what about me, young master? I just had an addiction, and someone hurriedly came out to denounce my young master for you, there is nothing to say, you go!"

   His face was paralyzed, his face was ugly, and he said to the **** beside him, "Make your own decisions, go down and get the eighty boards by yourself."

   The old eunuch's face turned pale, he knelt on the ground with a "pop", and kept kowtowing, and he saw blood after a few times: "Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty!" He was quickly dragged down.

  Jiaoyang listened to the movement outside the door, and hummed, her face looked better.

   He took a few steps forward with a paralyzed face, knocked on the door a few more times, and said solemnly: "Sheng Jiaoyang, I remember you said you wanted to be a first-rank official in the court, and now I agree."

  Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows and shook her legs, indifferent.

   He had a good hand in his wishful thinking. If she was sealed as an official, she would look up and see her in the future, she would not be able to leave even if she wanted to, and she could still be a favored person for her, which would kill two birds with one stone.

   "That's what I thought, Mr. Master. Now my mentality has changed. There are open and secret fights in the court, and various rules are even more troublesome. Why should I find fault for myself."

   "Then I hereby approve it to save you the red tape."

   Suddenly became so easy to talk?

   Jiaoyang blinked her eyes, her face was paralyzed and she suddenly stopped beheading. She was still not used to it.

"That's not OK."

   "Not yet?" He squinted his eyes with a paralyzed face.

"There is a saying that accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger, and the court is unpredictable. I am used to doing things arbitrarily. I want to say whatever I want, how can I fight against those elites, now the emperor is willing Follow me, if one day the emperor hates me, and listens to the slander of a villain like today, and insists on taking my life, then if I want to escape, I can't escape."

   "This is easy to handle. I can give you a gold medal to avoid death. No matter what happens in the future, it will definitely save your life."

  Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows, and before she could express any opinion, she had already turned around with a paralyzed face, and the pace was fast, and the rest of the people followed in astonishment.

   "I'm going to imitate it, and you can go to court in the future."

   He clung to the palm of his hand: Unless I let you go one day, you will not want to leave or die.

   She is right, I am the emperor, since I am already sitting in this position, what are you afraid of?

   After more than half an hour, the imperial decree came down, and Jiao Yang went to receive the decree. Looking at the contents of the imperial decree, he had to sigh about the efficiency of his work.

   Looking at the imperial decree in his hand, as well as a gold medal for avoiding death, plus the jade pendant with a paralyzed face that he just obtained not long ago, Jiaoyang couldn't mention how proud he was.

  So, what she wanted, after so many times, didn't all fall into her hands.

   Jiaoyang had no official rank in the court, but from the first rank, he ranked alongside the prime minister and the prince, above all other court officials, and was allowed to cultivate his own military aircraft office. If you have any idea, you can directly go over the officials below, and execute it directly after reporting to the emperor. Everyone in the court should call her "Grand Master".

   is the "first close minister" beside the current sage.

   But Jiaoyang doesn't care what those people think. There is a saying that it's easy to hide with a gun, but it's hard to guard against an arrow. That's for a gentleman. In the vast majority of cases, when you meet an opponent, she will be the first to shoot.

  Jiaoyang put on the official robe with dark blue embroidered brocade pattern, and then put on the official hat, and looked in the mirror.

  Jiaoyang is in a good mood, doesn't this kill that ugly monster in seconds? If you wear it like this, you will definitely kill a large number of young girls with sprouting spring hearts. When you see her in the green grass, you must be more infatuated with her, and then completely abandon the ugly monsters and throw them into her arms, which really annoys her.

   She put her hand on her forehead, frowning.

   "Your brother has been waiting outside for almost half an hour, why are you so stinky here?!" Mother came over with a small cane, aggressive.

  Jiaoyang ignored her, immersed in her own beauty, turned around in front of her, and said proudly, "Auntie, don't you think I'm handsome in this official robe?"

   A-Niang looked at her in a daze, and the cane she held in her hand loosened unknowingly, and she took the opportunity to kick it away.

   "Really handsome, that's worthy of your mother and I was born well!"

   Jiaoyang curled his lips, turned his head and continued to look in front of the mirror, prolonging his tone: "I really will put gold on your face—"

"Mum, what's wrong, it was originally" Concubine Zhao wanted to say something, but when she heard footsteps moving outside the door, she thought of something, and the conversation suddenly changed, "Jiaoyang has also grown up, and looks more and more beautiful. It's time for a man to marry, a woman to marry, it's time to go to your father and ask for a decent marriage for you, it's best to have your own house in the future, but you can't stay in this small courtyard for the rest of your life."

   Mother's voice fell, and the footsteps outside stopped, and then staggered back a few steps.

  Jiaoyang was stunned for a while, then called out, "Brother?"

   As soon as she took a step, her mother grabbed her arm, and the sound of her brother's footsteps was getting farther and farther.

   "What are you doing, A-Niang?" Jiaoyang got upset and threw her away. She was most bothered by others making decisions for her.

   Only Jiaoyang's actions made Concubine Zhao misunderstood. She thought that Jiaoyang was so angry because of that Sheng Yuzhi.

"What's wrong mother? Did mother say something wrong? If he is really for your own good, even if he thinks about his brother's future as a big brother, he should go to his cold-blooded and ruthless father to ask for mercy and ask for a decent marriage for you. Instead of tying you to him like an accessory for the rest of your life!" Mother's expression was grim.

   (end of this chapter)