The beautiful and powerful minister hooked up with the crazy emperor and couldn't escape

"Your Majesty, but what Qingqing said is wrong?"

Feng Jiuqing looked at Mo Ling innocently. Mo Ling looked at Feng Jiuqing with a complicated and loving look and sighed in his heart.

His Qingqing is really kind-hearted, but this is indeed a good idea. Using money to pay off sins has been around since ancient times. However, I'm afraid only his Qingqing can say it so openly.

"Prime Minister Jian, please follow your advice and work out a plan as soon as possible."

Since Qingqing has inevitably offended those people, bringing Prime Minister Jian along with her can also be considered as leaving Qingqing a way out.

"The minister obeys the order."

Jian Han naturally understood what Mo Ling meant. He never expected that His Majesty would also consider the Grand Tutor. It seemed that they were truly in love with each other.

Feng Jiuqing certainly knew how offensive this would be, but he was not prepared to keep being a lousy nobleman. He would have to run away sooner or later. So even if he was offended, he would just treat it as clearing out the bad apples in the court for Yan'er.

When everyone thought the matter was over, Feng Jiuqing spoke again.

"Your Majesty, since ancient times, scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans have been the lowest class, and because they cannot take the imperial examinations, they can only engage in business for generations. If they can be given a chance to take the imperial examinations, I believe that many wealthy families will be willing to help the court solve this urgent problem."

Scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse gives birth to a mouse that digs holes in the ground. The power to be an official is controlled by many aristocratic families. They have power and influence, but poor families have no money to support them and it is difficult for them to have noble sons. Rich families are different. They have money but no connections.

Moreover, we only give them the opportunity to take the scientific examination. Whether they can pass it or not depends on their own strength.

But it’s time for the imperial court to change. Feng Jiuqing lowered his eyes, hiding his emotions.

There was already some surprise in Mo Ling's eyes. He never thought that his beloved could come up with such a brilliant plan. With this two-pronged approach, Changning's crisis could be solved.

"Alright. Prime Minister Jian will handle it. Everyone, please leave."

After the ministers left, Mo Ling pulled her into his arms, his eyes filled with a hint of doting: "I didn't know my dear was so smart and could come up with such a brilliant plan."

Feng Jiuqing lowered his head, his ears slightly red, but there was actually no shyness in his eyes.

No way, he wouldn't go too far, would he?

What if Yan'er suspects him?

It’s better to pretend to be stupid next time. Anyway, with his current status, he doesn’t need to be too smart.

"I just thought of it out of nowhere. It was just a fluke."

Feng Jiuqing's face was slightly flushed, as if she was a little shy, but her eyes were as pure as a clear spring.

The phoenix emerges from the mud without being stained. Jiuqing.

Mo Ling looked at Feng Jiuqing. From Qingqing's expression, it seemed that it was just an accident and he didn't do it on purpose. Maybe it was because Qingqing followed the Grand Tutor and learned a little?

"Qingqing helped me solve a big problem. How should I reward you?"

Feng Jiuqing felt a little PTSD about Mo Ling's so-called reward. He sighed in his heart and asked, "If I ask you to let me go, will you agree?"

You want to conduct sting operations again? It’s absolutely impossible!

Feng Jiuqing smiled slightly and said seriously: "It's good to be able to help Ayan. If Ayan is happy, Qingqing will be happy."

As a good boyfriend, he just gives without asking for anything in return.

Mo Ling's eyes flashed with a smile. He pulled the person aside to sit down and said softly, "My dear, I don't know what to do."

Feng Jiuqing took out the food from the lunch box, and the room was instantly filled with the aroma of food, which whetted people's appetite.

"Then Ayan has to be nicer to Qingqing from now on."

The warm home-cooked dishes and the people who were all around him made Mo Ling think of a long time ago when his father and mother were also like this, sitting next to each other like an ordinary couple, and with him, the three of them were a happy family.

Perhaps this is the feeling of home, Mo Ling smiled. More than ten years later, he finally had his own home.

Feng Jiuqing didn't know what Mo Ling was thinking, but the way Mo Ling looked at him made him feel that it was a little too gentle. Although Mo Ling treated him very well on weekdays, he had never smiled so gently.

Mo Ling tasted all the dishes made by Feng Jiuqing before he put down his chopsticks and jokingly said, "Qingqing has this skill. Even if one day I am no longer the emperor, I can still open a restaurant with Qingqing. Business will definitely be very good."

Feng Jiuqing followed with a smile: "If we open a restaurant, what will A-Yan do?"

Mo Ling pondered for a moment and said with a smile, "As the shopkeeper, I don't do anything else but count the money."

"Humph!" Feng Jiuqing chuckled: "Ayan is relaxed."

"Why aren't you willing, Qingqing?" Mo Ling's eyes were full of smiles as he teased Feng Jiuqing on purpose.

"Of course I am willing. It's only natural to earn money to support my wife." Feng Jiuqing raised his eyebrows at Mo Ling, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"That's the way you call me again? Then what should I call Qingqing?" Mo Ling asked curiously.

Feng Jiuqing suppressed his laughter and blinked: "Old Gong, A Yan can call Qing Qing Old Gong."

"Old Gong?" Mo Ling followed Feng Jiuqing's lead and called him that.

"Yes, wife." Feng Jiuqing's face was slightly red, and he couldn't help showing off in his heart. Yan'er called him "old top". Such a historic scene must be recorded.

Mo Ling took in Feng Jiuqing's expression, and deep in his eyes there was a hint of a desire to settle the score later that Feng Jiuqing didn't see.

"Ayan, can you call me a few more times?" Feng Jiuqing looked at Mo Ling with his wet big eyes without blinking, his eyes full of hope.

Mo Ling didn't shy away and called out a few more times openly.

Feng Jiuqing couldn't hide the smile on her face. Mo Ling tapped the tip of Feng Jiuqing's nose and said, "Qingqing, are you so happy?"

"Hmm!" Feng Jiuqing's eyes were curved like crescent moons, and the cinnabar at the end of his eyes was bright red and eye-catching.

Someone who is only concerned with having fun has no idea how attractive he looks right now.

Mo Ling's Adam's apple rolled and his voice was low and hoarse: "Qingqing, have you eaten?"

Feng Jiuqing didn't understand, so he nodded and said, "I'm done eating."

"Now that you're done eating, it's my turn to eat."

Someone who was completely defenseless was eaten from skin to bone by someone who had been planning for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Jiuqing's eyes were blank, indicating that he never wanted to hear the word "Lao Gong" again in his life. Mo Ling, that bastard, had used threats and inducements to make him call him "Lao Gong" so many times that his voice was hoarse.

"Old attacker."

Mo Ling wiped away the tears from Feng Jiuqing's eyes and said with a smile, "Well, Qingqing is really good."

As the sun rose and the moon set, the Xuanshi Hall finally fell silent, with only the memorials scattered on the ground telling of the absurdity that had occurred.

Mo Ling helped Feng Jiuqing put her clothes in order. He seemed to remember something and said, "In the past, when there were no concubines in the palace, the Qixi Palace Banquet was hosted by our mother. Now that we have Qingqing, why not let her host it?"

Thanks for the invitation, I don't have time, I don't have the mood, I don't want to move, I want to play badly.jpg

Feng Jiuqing shook his head: "No, I'm tired."

"Really not going? After all, this is Qingqing's first banquet after entering the palace. It would definitely be better if Qingqing hosted it." Mo Ling asked again.

Feng Jiuqing shook his head. Hosting a palace banquet was hard and tiring, and it was always the Queen Mother who hosted it in the past. Now that he was the one to host it, it was like slapping the Queen Mother in the face. Even if it was just to prove himself, the Queen Mother would constantly make trouble for him, and if there was any problem at the banquet, it would be his fault.

Although he was not afraid, it was a typical thankless task and only a fool would do it!