big minister

Helmets, shoulder pads, breastplates, armguards...

Relying on his memory, he sketched out the structure of Mingguang Armor in the prosperous Tang Dynasty stroke by stroke on the paper. Ye Weiyang gently squeezed the sore brows, and the corner of his mouth raised when he glanced at the structure diagram that was still half completed. Fortunately, he has a good memory, but even if he finds a suitable skilled craftsman, he may not be able to make it for a while.

That's all, the so-called haste makes waste, so let's take our time to improve the relationship.

"Where's Li Yong? Call him here." Ye Weiyang lowered her head while drawing and asked the attendant next to her.

Before the attendant could respond, there was the sound of running outside the study, and Li Yong bent down outside the door: "Master."

"Hey, do you have clairvoyance or ears? I was just looking for you. You turn around and find me the best armor craftsman in Tianjing." Ye Weiyang looked up and saw Li Yong's face full of joy, and couldn't help but He smiled and said, "What happy things did you encounter?"

Li Yong smiled until his eyes narrowed: "My lord, the emperor called you into the palace. Knowing that my lord's legs and feet are inconvenient, he specially ordered General Liu Boxi to pick you up in person. How arrogant is General Liu?" Ah, I still have to lead the way for you, Master."

"Stop!" Ye Weiyang shouted immediately.

Li Yong was slightly taken aback: "Master, what's wrong?"

"I can't speak ill of General Liu in the future. Master, I want to make friends with General Liu in the future, do you understand? What's more, Master, I was saved by him." Li Yong is his right-hand man. You have to come right over.

"You're too talkative, the master taught me a lesson," Li Yong nodded and bowed for a while, Ye Weiyang secretly marveled at his ability to turn the rudder when he saw the wind, and Li Yong hurriedly said, "The emperor is still waiting in the palace, master, let's go quickly."

What did the emperor call me into the palace for, Ye Weiyang looked at the servants and brought him the cloak, and asked: "Why did the emperor call me into the palace?"

"My lord, you used to go to the palace from time to time. Who doesn't know that you are a big celebrity around the emperor. These days, there are always people gossiping outside, saying that you are not the emperor's favor now, lord. Hmph, the emperor that day Granting you the position of imperial minister, those gossiping bastards were all shocked." Li Yong said proudly while pushing Ye Weiyang out.

Ye Weiyang was secretly heartbroken, the original owner of this body was really having an affair with the emperor.

"Master, this palace is dangerous. I don't know how many people in the court want you, me, Li Yong, and the lives of more than 200 people in our Shangshu Mansion. Now that you have amnesia and your legs and feet are inconvenient, everything is already here. Word spread in the palace," before leaving the door, Li Yong suddenly warned in a low voice, "Now His Majesty has assigned the position of former imperial minister to the master, and asked General Liu to take you into the palace. This is to tell those guys who secretly have evil intentions Ladies and gentlemen, even if you can't walk now, master, you are still the emperor's people, not just anyone can move."

"The emperor is our biggest backer. As long as the emperor still thinks we are useful, you will still be the Shangshu in the palace, and you will be a celebrity around the emperor! No one can touch you!"

"My lord, although I have lost my memory, I haven't become stupid," Ye Weiyang said with a smile to Li Yong, who was earnest and earnest, "Director Li, hurry up, the emperor is still waiting in the palace."

"Ai!" In response, Li Yong pushed Ye Weiyang outside the mansion.

Outside the mansion, there was still a long gown with a white background and silver dark patterns. Liu Boxi stood beside the carriage like a pine and cypress holding a long sword in his hand, as beautiful as a landscape painting in the mist.

Seeing Ye Weiyang sitting in a wheelchair, Liu Boxi took a step forward, his face still cold and calm: "Master Ye."

"General Liu, I'm sorry to bother you." With a little smile in his eyes, Ye Weiyang nodded, glanced at Liu Boxi's slender waist, and his heart began to thump again.

Seeing the tall carriage next to him, Ye Weiyang rolled his eyes and looked at the man who was watching him from the side: "General, can you do me a favor?" Then he stretched out his hand.

"Offended." Eyes lowered, Liu Boxi hung the long sword on his waist, instead of holding Ye Weiyang's hand, he reached under the man's knee and hugged him by the waist.

A certain man leaning on Liu Boxi's arms and succeeding in his tricks secretly smiled. This General Boxi smells really good, but it's a pity... It would be great if their current positions could be reversed.

Ye Weiyang looked at her immobile legs and wanted to cry for a while, but how many years and months would it take to embrace a beauty!