After becoming the emperor's cat

Fu Qingyu was about to leave at the touch of a button, his heart beating like a drum, but he didn't want to leave Leng Yunlin, so he rolled up his body and nestled against his neck, and the warmth came over him instantly, making Fu Qingyu even more reluctant to leave. It was extremely warm.

But the next moment, Fu Qingyu felt something was wrong.

Because Leng Yunlin's breathing was obviously heavier, and he seemed to be yelling something vaguely.

Fu Qingyu pricked up his ears to listen carefully, and happened to hear him call the word "Qingyu".

With a scorching temperature, it drilled down from the ear to the bottom of the heart.

What do you call it so sticky!

Fu Qingyu didn't react at first, but when he realized something, Mao exploded instantly.

This dirty person, he actually, he actually blasphemed himself in his dream!

Fu Qingyu wanted to run away instantly, but in fact it wanted to slap him in the face even more.

But before he could run out, Leng Yunlin's body trembled suddenly, and a pleasant low moan escaped from his mouth.

Fu Qingyu's cat's legs softened instantly, it was terrible.

Fu Qingyu was in a complete mess, he had never seen such a thing before!

What a shame.

When he gathered up some strength and was about to run, he found that Leng Yunlin seemed to be awake. He took a breath of air-conditioning lightly, and seemed to lean over to look at himself. Fu Qingyu was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and pretended to be asleep. Looks very familiar.

"Amiao?" Leng Yunlin called softly, as if to make sure that Fu Qingyu was asleep.

But how could Fu Qingyu respond to him.

Leng Yunlin didn't look carefully, he got up slowly, lifted the curtain of the bed and walked out, the voice of the little eunuch soon came from outside, as if asking Leng Yunlin what he wanted.

He ordered in a low voice to clean the obscene clothes.

Fu Qingyu stayed alone on the dragon bed, as if he could still smell the smell in the bedding.

Make him distraught.

Fu Qingyu knew that he had developed a good impression of Leng Yunlin, but he was more impressed by his character and mind, and had absolutely nothing to do with □□!

How could he do this to himself!

Fu Qingyu felt a grievance that he couldn't explain clearly, but his chest was burning hot, so he didn't know what to do.

But this kind of thing is also human nature, and Fu Qingyu is not unreasonable, he will not deal with this matter now, so he can only close his eyes and force himself to sleep first.

But Leng Yunlin seems to have a short time, can he have a cup of tea time?If, if there is a day when the swords will meet, he shouldn't be too hard.

Leng Yunlin, who was soaking in the soup pool, couldn't help but solve it by himself, suddenly shivered, as if someone was talking about him.

Leng Yunlin hadn't come back when Fu Qingyu fell asleep, and he didn't know when Leng Yunlin would come back later, but when he woke up, Leng Yunlin hugged himself in his arms, and he still didn't wake up.

Fu Qingyu aimed at that smooth and handsome face, slapped the cat a few times, and after bewildered by the slap, flicked his tail and ran away, leaving behind an unfathomable figure.

Today, how did Fu Qingyu pay attention to Leng Yunlin, Leng Yunlin hit a few soft nails one after another, a little strange, what did he do wrong?

However, Fu Qingyu's temperament is not long, and at night, while being courted by Leng Yunlin, he decided to forget about it for the time being and play with him again.

The next day it was Fu Wenting's turn to come over to teach Leng Yunlin, so Fu Qingyu naturally nestled into his father's arms again.

Fu Wenting has touched his head very skillfully while teaching Leng Yunlin.

Today, at the request of Leng Yunlin, we are talking about the administration of officials.

Since ancient times, the emperor has been troubled by the administration of officials. Because of corruption and dereliction of duty, people who pretend to be indiscriminate are repeatedly banned, and officials form cliques, which are extremely difficult to rectify.

In one dynasty, the emperor was extremely strict with officials. Once he did something wrong, he would be fined and demoted at every turn, and even exiled and ransacked his family.

But the stricter it is, the tighter the officials will hold together and cover each other, so that it becomes a game between the emperor and the officials, and the emperor loses in the end.

After all, it is impossible for the emperor to slaughter all his courtiers.

Fu Wenting said: "If the government is sparse but not blocked, and the water is clear, there will be no fish. Even if Your Majesty hates corrupt officials, it is impossible to kill them all."

"Then I can't deal with these people who eat vegetarian food?" Leng Yunlin frowned, "Do you want me to just watch their fish and meat people run amok in the countryside?"

"Your Majesty can clearly distinguish rewards and punishments. Those who are talented in doing things for the people will be entrusted with important tasks. Those with poor character will not be demoted."

In fact, the emperors of this dynasty have always done this way, and the world is peaceful and worry-free. Leng Yunlin's old practice is enough to be a conservative king.

If he is diligent, he can make the Huns dare not invade, and the history books will call him Mingjun.

But Leng Yunlin was born with compassion and cared for the common people, and he knew better what kind of emperor he wanted to be.

So Leng Yunlin shook his head: "Fu Xiang, this is far from enough."

Fu Wenting said with a smile: "Your Majesty is wise. However, His Majesty's enthronement is still short. Why don't you find out the situation in the court and make plans later."

After all, he had only ascended the throne for four months, and he couldn't even name the courtiers. Before that, there was no one in his hands.

Now that there are more Fu Wenting and Leng Yunchao's group of officials who have written a letter of guarantee and dare not make mistakes for the time being, the situation has improved a lot.Wait until the next year to open Enke and recruit more disciples of the emperor. Leng Yunlin will have the confidence to reform the administration of officials.

Realizing that he was a little anxious, Leng Yunlin immediately said: "What Mr. Fu said is true."

The two discussed other matters again, and when it came to the depths, Leng Yunlin took pen and ink to record them.

After Fu Qingyu supervised and practiced his calligraphy during this period, he has made great progress.

But Fu Wenting looked at his handwriting and was a little curious: "Your Majesty, is Xi's face?"

Leng Yunlin remembered that the copybook he practiced seemed to be Yanti, which was chosen by Ah Miao, so he nodded: "It is Yanti."

"Qingyu also writes facial expressions." Fu Wenting stroked the cat's head, which felt so good that he couldn't stop.

Fu Qingyu was a little annoyed by being touched, what would his father do if his head was bald, so he jumped out of his father's arms, ran to Leng Yunlin's legs and climbed onto his broad shoulders.

Hearing his father's words, Fu Qingyu flicked his tail, yes, it was Ben Meow's copybook.

"I haven't seen Qingyu's handwriting before, so it must be broad and elegant, and her handwriting is like a person."

"Your Majesty's absurd praise." When Fu Qingyu was mentioned, Fu Wenting had a gentle smile on his face, "The words are second, and Qing Yu's essays are well done. If Chun Wei ends up, not to mention the first name, he must be in the top ten."

Fu Wenting's tone was a little regretful, but it was a pity that Qing Yu was about to marry the person in front of him, and could no longer be an official.

But as his wife said, nothing is perfect.

Leng Yunlin said, "I also look forward to hand-picking Qingyu as the number one scholar."

"What does the emperor mean?" Fu Wenting's eyes lit up.

But Leng Yunlin smiled and said: "Fu Xiang doesn't have to worry, I have Qingyu in my heart, so I naturally think about everything for him."

Fu Qingyu also meowed to appease his father. His Majesty said that he would not let me be trapped in the deep palace.

How smart Fu Wenting is, he immediately understood what Leng Yunlin meant, and he let go of the last bit of unwillingness in his heart. If His Majesty can really do it, the Fu clan will follow!

For some reason, he believed in Leng Yunlin.

It has been a long time since I had such an almost intuitive feeling, but I have to say that Leng Yunlin is really convincing.

After Fu Wenting left, Fu Qingyu rubbed Leng Yunlin with the cat's head, and felt a little joy in his heart. This person was really the man he liked the most other than his father he had ever seen.

"Is Ah Miao expressing his liking?" Leng Yunlin took Fu Qingyu off his shoulders and hugged him in his arms, and said warmly, "I like Ah Miao too."

Fu Qingyu looked at Leng Yunlin's handsome face, even if he looked down, it still didn't hurt a bit, with high brow bones and nose bridge, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, especially a pair of eyes, which seemed to be lacquered and extremely firm.

Although he knew that Leng Yunlin was talking about Ah Miao and not him, he still couldn't help but make his heart move.Fu Qingyu's face was hot and his heart was beating fast.

What he didn't know was that the pupils of his cat's eyes were completely rounded, brighter and more charming.

Leng Yunlin looked at him, and suddenly remembered Fu Qingyu.

He also has a pair of glass-like clear eyes, like a cat's eyes.

If he looks at himself with such eyes...

Leng Yunlin thought of the beautiful dream last night, and his body was a little restless, so he quickly suppressed it.

But his thoughts still drifted away, and he began to imagine that Fu Qingyu was wearing a red champion uniform, which made his eyebrows look picturesque and his skin as creamy, riding horses through the streets during the day, and sleeping on his dragon couch at night.

"Amiao, Qingyu will definitely end next spring, right?" Leng Yunlin's voice changed a little.

Fu Qingyu meowed, he thought it was okay.

After all, the purpose of Ah Meow looking for him has basically been achieved, and his body has recovered a little bit. When he fully recovers, Ah Meow should be able to come back by then, and he can also return to his body.

When he ends up in Chunwei, everyone will be amazed.

One person and one cat are all thinking about the matter of Chunwei, but their thoughts are completely different.

Apart from seeing Fu Qingyu, Leng Yunlin also called the Minister of the Household Department over. This person was originally from Leng Yunchao, but now Leng Yunlin holds the letter of guarantee and respectfully salutes: "Good day, Your Majesty."

"I'm safe, I'll give you my seat." Leng Yunlin said, "I called you here today to tell you to count the treasury and send an extra [-] stones of grain and grass to the border. It will be done within five days."

"Your Majesty, this year's harvest is not good, and last winter we also allocated funds for disaster relief. How can the treasury have so much food and grass now!" The Minister of the Household Department habitually cried about being poor, after all, there is no Minister of the Household Department who does not cry about being poor.

But Leng Yunlin didn't accept this, and said coldly: "If you can't make it all up, this guarantee will take effect. I will replace it with one that can be made up."

Hubu Shangshu immediately felt like a snake pinched seven inches, not daring to cry for poverty anymore.

That letter of guarantee was really a sharp sword hanging around his neck, which made him dare not do it again, and said honestly: "I will definitely do my best to make it happen."

"I'm impatient to hear you cry poor. In the future, if you have it, you have it, and if you don't, you don't have it." Leng Yunlin took the opportunity to push forward his own ideas, "In the future, I will write a booklet without repeating it. It is concise and clear. Do you understand?"

"According to the order."

Leng Yunlin waved his hand: "Back off."

Hubu Shangshu left aggrieved.

Immediately afterwards, the Ministry of Rites came over again, and Leng Yunlin asked him to discuss a letter to the common people.This move is to appease the common people, to sue the evidence of Leng Yunchao's crimes, so as not to cause panic among the common people, especially those who support Leng Yunchao.

Leng Yunlin asked the Ministry of Rites to draft, and now the Ministry of Rites has finished writing and submitted it.

Leng Yunlin looked at it, and Fu Qingyu also came over to look at it. This is a well-written admonition to the people, but it is a bit difficult and esoteric, and the people may not be able to understand it.

Naturally, Leng Yunlin hit back: "The words and sentences need to be easy to understand. What are you writing, and you have literary talents to show off? Rewrite it for me!"

Minister of the Ministry of Rites re-wrote a wronged copy, and was picked on by Leng Yunlin two or three times before being let go.

It was almost noon, and after Leng Yunlin had dealt with these matters, he had to go to the memorial again. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink saliva, but he was young and in good health, so he could still hold on.

It was only when Leng Yunlin was ready to rest after practicing calligraphy at night that he looked tired and kneaded his stiff shoulders.

After returning from the bath, Leng Yunlin threw himself on the bed and complained to Fu Qingyu, "Ah, I'm so tired."

Fu Qingyu felt a little distressed. It was not easy to be an emperor, but even more difficult to be a Mingjun. Leng Yunlin was only a few months younger than him, yet he had to carry the entire community.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingyu climbed onto Leng Yunlin's back and rubbed his shoulders and neck with his two front paws, but unfortunately his paws were too small, so it was better than nothing.

If only he was human.

The author has something to say: Thank you Wan Xingxing, Shen Wei, and Su Xingbao for their nutrient solution, and thank you Xingchen for not giving up fireworks, picking up the author's shaking and shaking treasures for feeding, hugging and tweeting ~

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