After becoming the emperor's cat

Fu Qingyu meowed angrily, habitually raising his paw to slap his face, but he couldn't slap him when he saw it was his father, so he could only scratch his father's beard in anger.

Fu Wenting hugged the big fat cat quickly, and said with a smile, "This cat is really cute."

Leng Yunlin was also extremely obedient, like a very qualified son-in-law, he even changed his address: "Master Zuo is right, Ah Miao has been with me for many years and is quite spiritual. I have always regarded him as a family member."

"Your Majesty is benevolent." After Fu Wenting changed his mind, he forcibly found the strengths in Leng Yunlin. This person is kind-hearted and kind-hearted.

Fu Qingyu hated herself for being a cat, otherwise they would be ashamed to say so!

He jumped out of his father's arms, and didn't go to Leng Yunlin's side, but wandered outside to get some air.

Leng Yunlin hurriedly asked someone to look after the orange cat, and the next negotiation with Fu Wenting became more and more smooth. It didn't take long to finalize the candidate for the imperial envoy. They will receive a secret order to go as soon as Fu Wenting informs them.

However, Fu Wenting did not have any reservations. He felt that the Tian family was ruthless. Leng Yunlin now has a request from him, so he is naturally easy to talk to. When the power is in hand in the future, his attitude will change. Therefore, Fu Wenting did not inform many people who need to use the core. Leng Yunlin.

This is also a test for Leng Yunlin. If he can secure the throne, he can rest assured that the child will be handed over to him.

If he couldn't sit still, Fu Qingyu would naturally recover his freedom.

Therefore, Fu Wenting felt that it was a good thing that his son was unconscious now.

Moreover, the doctor said that Fu Qingyu's body was gradually getting better, and for a while, he felt at ease.

Fu Wenting saw people very accurately. Like Fu Qingyu, he also saw Leng Yunlin's love for the people under the tyranny, and saw that his heart was pure and kind, a piece of jade in the rough.

If you teach it well, you may not be able to become a generation of Mingjun.

But Fu Wenting has always been conservative in his life, and will not easily entrust the entire Fu family on Leng Yunlin.

And take your time.

After the two had talked, Leng Yunlin personally sent Fu Wenting out of the palace gate. Fu Wenting suddenly said: "Your Majesty, the matter of the third prince cannot be delayed any longer."

Leng Yunlin's heart trembled, knowing that Fu Wenting would not mention Leng Yunchao for no reason, he frowned slightly: "What Prime Minister Zuo said is very true."

Fu Wenting stopped, and bowed to Leng Yunlin to bid farewell.

After Fu Qingyu went out, he happened to bump into a colorful and beautiful butterfly. He was immediately attracted and ran to catch the butterfly.

When Leng Yunlin found him, Fu Qingyu was lying among the flowers and flicking his tail leisurely. Seeing him coming, he immediately meowed, turned around and pointed his butt at him.

Leng Yunlin laughed, Ah Miao became more and more lively.

In addition to making him respect, there is also a little more love.

He walked over and squatted down, poked its buttocks with his fingers, unexpectedly, Ah Meow suddenly frowned, jumped up and meowed at him.

Leng Yunlin quickly admitted his mistake: "It's all my fault, Ah Miao forgive me."

Although I don't know

Fu Qingyu now sees that Leng Yunlin is very awkward, angry and annoyed, and there is also an indescribable irritability, which makes him not know how to vent it.

I just feel that looking at him a hundred times is not pleasing to the eye.

"Amiao, do you want to eat small silver fish for dinner today?" Leng Yunlin fell in love with him.

Fu Qingyu became less angry, but he didn't buy it.

Leng Yunlin added more weight: "I'll make it for you myself, okay?"

He will do it?

Fu Qingyu was stunned for a moment, the emperor of a country made soup for him to wash his hands?

It sounds very virtuous.

Exactly.

Leng Yunlin smiled and reached out to hug him: "Let's go, Ah Miao, follow me to the imperial dining room, if you want to eat anything, you can tell me."

Fu Qingyu stretched out his paw and patted his chest, feeling a little distrustful. Is Leng Yunlin's cooking edible? He won't be poisoned to death, right?

But he was really curious, so he obeyed and was carried to the imperial dining room.

The imperial dining room was preparing dinner at this time, when suddenly seeing Leng Yunlin, he knelt down in fright, fearing that Leng Yunlin was dissatisfied with the noon meal and came to ask for guilt.

However, when he learned that Leng Yunlin was going to cook cat food himself, he cautiously asked Leng Yunlin if he could tell the difference between firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Naturally, Leng Yunlin couldn't tell the difference. He was on a whim just now, and when he saw the stove now, he was completely at a loss as to what to do.

Turning his head to look at the orange cat, he saw that the orange cat was full of interest, looking like he was watching a good show.

It is right to show respect to the cat's father, since he has become the emperor, how difficult it is to cook.

So he ordered the royal chef to remind him how to do it, and he rolled up his sleeves.

The people in the imperial dining room handled all the ingredients properly, Leng Yunlin can cook directly, and the small silver fish does not need to add too much seasoning, the original taste is already delicious enough.

Fu Qingyu deliberately made things difficult for him, and ordered a few more ingredients. Leng Yunlin also worked hard, chopped the chicken into minced meat, added peas, fish, pumpkin, etc., formed balls, and steamed them in a pan.

After steaming, the room was filled with fragrance, and Fu Qingyu was also aroused by gluttons.

When Leng Yunlin broke open a small bowl for him to cool it down and put it in front of him, Fu Qingyu immediately lowered his head to eat it, and took a bite. The taste was rich and melted in his mouth, making him eat without lifting his head.

Seeing Ah Miao cheering, Leng Yunlin was relieved, and also took a ball to eat, it really tasted good.

Leng Yunlin ordered a few dishes randomly, ate on the stone table in the courtyard, and left with Fu Qingyu in his arms.

The people in the imperial dining room saw that Leng Yunlin didn't lose his temper and blamed them from the beginning to the end, and even asked the little eunuch to reward them before leaving, and they were extremely moved.

It seems that rumors are rumors after all, His Majesty is not like a tyrant.

It was already dark at this time, Leng Yunlin did not sit in the chariot, but walked back, he asked Fu Qingyu: "Amiao, do you want to go down for a walk to eat?"

Fu Qingyu didn't like to move. He moved when he was fluttering butterflies this afternoon, and Leng Yunlin wanted to persuade him again, saying that walking was good for his health. Fu Qingyu didn't like to listen, so he pretended not to hear, and covered his ears with his claws.

Leng Yunlin froze for a moment, and found him even more cute.

The previous Ah Meow didn't seem to be like this.

But they used to worry about making a living, and Ah Miao naturally wouldn't have such a cute look.

At this time, the night wind was blowing, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and for no reason there was a feeling of the quietness of the years, Leng Yunlin said softly: "Amiao, for you, I will also secure the throne, so that you and Qingyu will always be safe and prosperous."

When Fu Qingyu heard his name, he was taken aback for a moment, and when he realized it, he suddenly felt his face burn.

It's already autumn, why is it still so hot?

But soon he became confident, he has chosen the master now, he has worked so hard, and even pulled his father over, Leng Yunlin should treat him well if he has a conscience.

Fu Qingyu also felt that she was too easy to coax.

Leng Yunlin waited for him to wipe his paws and mouth, then combed his whole body, wiped off the dust with a half-dry handkerchief, and then put on a clean handkerchief to dry his hair. The meticulous compromise made Fu Qingyu feel that his bones were soft.

After putting him on the dragon bed, Leng Yunlin went to take a bath.

He took a bath very quickly. Fu Qingyu was flipping through a book and reading it. He had actually read some of this book. The author of the book was a great Confucianist in the former dynasty. Some of his writings were very novel, and Fu Qingyu liked to read them very much.

But because he was about to leave, the book was never included in the exam questions, so he didn't finish the book.

Unexpectedly, Leng Yunlin searched for books everywhere, and even found this book.

He has fully adapted to the cat's body, hooking his paws on the edge of the paper and turning the pages easily.

"Amiao, do you want me to read this book tonight?" Leng Yunlin reached out to pick it up, and after a while, he whispered in a gentle tone that was afraid of offending the orange cat, "Amiao, I don't understand, can I change it?" Ben?"

Fu Qingyu: "..."

For some reason, Fu Qingyu always felt like laughing, this Leng Yunlin was really Bai Ding.

From the books Leng Yunlin was reading, Fu Qingyu deduced his study progress, so he went to the bedside bookcase and picked a book for Leng Yunlin to read.

Leng Yunlin picked it up and looked at it, and now he can understand a little bit of guesswork.

Fu Qingyu thought to himself, when can I communicate with his father and find a tutor for Leng Yunlin, so that studying by himself is really half the effort.

It's a pity that I can't speak, otherwise I can teach him directly.

Leng Yunlin read the book carefully for half an hour, and Fu Qingyu asked him to take a rest.

Leng Yunlin happened to have something that he couldn't figure out, so he discussed it with him: "Miao, today the left minister asked me to deal with Leng Yunchao as soon as possible. I naturally want to deal with it, but he really has nothing to do with it."

The first emperor himself was stupid, and almost all the women married in the harem were beautiful and attractive, few of them were both talented and beautiful, and the princes who were born did not look very smart, and the top one was Leng Yunchao.

He has been running the court for many years, and he has a faction of loyalists. If the military power is not on his side, then the throne would not be his turn anyway.

In the days since he came to the throne, Leng Yunlin has no one to use. He tried to find some evidence of Leng Yunchao's crimes, but found nothing.

It can only be held back by the fact that he was disrespectful to him.

But after all, it is not a long-term solution, and now there are faint rumors that he is narrow-minded and will take revenge.

He doesn't care about fame, but he doesn't want people to be afraid of him.

And one month later it will be the first emperor's birthday, although there is no need to make a fuss, but the living heirs should go and offer him a stick of incense.

At that time, if Leng Yunchao wanted to come out, it would be inconvenient for him to hold back.

But Fu Wenting didn't remind him sooner or later, but at this moment, Leng Yunlin couldn't help but pay attention.

Fu Qingyu was also a little strange. After thinking about it, he always felt that his father also had deep meaning.

One person and one cat thought about it for a while, but Fu Qingyu was smart and immediately thought of it.

"Meow!" Fu Qingyu hurriedly meowed at him, it must be that the third prince had someone win over his father!

The same is true of his father, if he has to play tricks, he can't directly point it out.

Fortunately, Leng Yunlin could slowly understand what he meant, and his face became gloomy: "My third brother is very capable, and he can use his hands and eyes to reach the sky in Dali Temple, and he even wants to win over the left minister."

He squinted his eyes, and suddenly thought of a possibility. Could it be a coincidence that the tax relief was also a coincidence?

If they collected more food, who would it fall into and how would it be used?

After all, food can be used as military rations.

It is said that the emperor is suspicious, even if Leng Yunlin is not of this temperament, he needs to think more about everything.

He fell into deep thought, and subconsciously held Fu Qingyu's front paw and kneaded it gently.

Fu Qingyu's face was a little hot again, the feeling of being pinched was too weird, he wanted to pull it back, but he was afraid of disturbing Leng Yunlin's thoughts.

I can only be angry in my heart, you apprentice, put down my claws quickly!

When you finish thinking, I will definitely give you another slap.

The author has something to say: Let’s just say that Linlin really belongs to the unpretentious and honest emperor 23333

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