After becoming the emperor's cat

Fu Wenting didn't seem to want to explore, but Fu Qingyu had to cheer up to deal with it.

He thought for a while and asked back, "Father, what do you think of Your Majesty?"

"Want to turn against customers?" Fu Wenting looked at him with a half-smile, obviously seeing through his little trick.

Fu Qingyu scratched his face, trying to cover his face with his paws, only to realize that he was in his body.

Unable to be fooled, Fu Qingyu could only play tricks: "In short, my son really likes His Majesty."

Saying more and making more mistakes can only show your will in this way.

"Okay, you've grown up too, you can make up your own mind, but, since you've made your choice, you can't regret it in the future."

Although Leng Yunlin is upright now and treats others leniently, but the emperor is ruthless, it is hard to say whether it will change in the future.

But Fu Qingyu smiled lightly, with a youthful face, and said to Fu Wenting: "Father, you forgot, I am also a man with great ambitions in my chest. Even if Your Majesty changes his mind in the future, I will not be depressed and feel sorry for myself."

"Okay." Fu Wenting stretched out his hand and patted Fu Qingyu's shoulder, and said comfortingly, "This is my good son."

After the father and son talked, Fu Wenting asked him to go back to rest, after all, he hadn't fully recovered yet.

Fu Qingyu lay back on the bed, but she never felt sleepy, not knowing what was going on in the palace.

In the palace, Leng Yunlin was eating mooncakes with Ah Miao in his arms.

What the orange cat eats are special mooncakes, stuffed with minced chicken, and they are so small that the cat's mouth can eat them easily.

But suddenly, Ah Meow called out.

Leng Yunlin quickly lowered his head: "Amiao, what's wrong?"

I saw Ah Miao standing upright, raised her claws and waved, as if she wanted him to come closer, Leng Yunlin didn't know why, so she moved forward, but saw Ah Miao suddenly stretched out her claws, and slapped him on the face.

Leng Yunlin hadn't been slapped in the face by the cat's paw for a long time, and was suddenly beaten. Although it didn't hurt, he felt aggrieved: "Ah, what did I do wrong?"

Ah Meow stretched out her claws to caress his face, and gave a loving meow.

It means, nothing, just hit you for fun.

Leng Yunlin: "..."

However, facing Ah Miao, who raised him since he was a child, Leng Yunlin respected him very much, and even asked him: "Would you like to slap your face over there?"

Make Meow so confused that I don't know what to say.

Leng Yunlin looked at the moon like a white jade plate in the sky, and asked, "Amiao, do you think Qingyu is asleep or awake now? Can he have a reunion dinner with his family tonight?"

"Meow."

"I also think that he should be with his family." Leng Yunlin said, "I hope he can enter the palace and accompany us in the Mid-Autumn Festival next year. No, he is still young, so I don't know if he can leave his parents. How about I will go out of the palace and go to Fu's house for the festival."

In terms of thick skin, no one can match Leng Yunlin.

Ah Meow meowed helplessly.

Leng Yunlin felt a little annoyed as if thinking of something: "Ah, I actually forgot to give Qing Yu a gift. When I ordered Yin Longwei to go out to do errands, no matter how much it was, I searched for Qing Yu's single pen and ink, but it's a pity that it hasn't arrived yet. "

He asked Yin Longwei to go to various places in Dayan to investigate and collect people's voices so that he could understand the situation of the officials, but those people never came back in a year or so, so they couldn't be sent this time.

But it would be too vulgar to give gold, silver and jewelry, so Leng Yunlin studied ink by himself and wrote the love poem "Voice of Heartfelt Love" written by the poets of the former dynasty seriously.

When he wrote the sentence "May I be like a star king like a moon, and the night and night stream be bright and clean.", Leng Yunlin slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and his handsome face showed tenderness.

As far as he is concerned, he will always remember the moment of heartbeat at the beginning.

Compared with before, Leng Yunlin's handwriting has been completely reborn. His handwriting is neat and sharp, just like him now, he is already like an eagle spreading its wings.

After drying the ink, Leng Yunlin folded the rice paper, put it in an envelope, called a little eunuch, and told him to send it to Zuo Xiangfu.

I don't know if Fu Qingyu can understand what he means when he sees his letterhead.

The little eunuch didn't dare to delay at all, and rode all the way to Zuo Xiang's mansion. At this moment, Fu Qingyu hadn't fallen asleep yet. Hearing that it was a letter from the palace, he hurriedly got up to pick it up.

Fu Wenting also heard the movement, saw that it was letter paper, and was a little puzzled: "Why did Your Majesty send the letter here suddenly?"

"My son doesn't know either." Fu Qingyu took it and opened it directly, only to see this love poem.

After Fu Wenting saw it, he couldn't help coughing lightly, turned around and left, leaving Fu Qingyu where his cheeks were flushed.

This rascal, is it just to show off that he has learned a few lines of poetry, right?Want to get slapped again, right?

But Fu Qingyu couldn't help but read it a few more times, and then carefully put away the letter paper and put it under the pillow.

When he was lying on the bed again, the corners of Fu Qingyu's mouth were also curled up.

In his sleep, Fu Qingyu felt a little cold, he opened his eyes in a daze, and yawned, and he returned to the cat body again.

But why did Ah Meow sleep in the cat bed beside the bed?

The weather is getting colder and colder, it would be nice to sleep in Leng Yunlin's arms, this man, among other things, has really strong firepower, and is always warm all year round.

Fu Qingyu jumped out of the cat's nest, lifted the quilt and burrowed in, and suddenly realized——

Ah Miao didn't sleep outside to avoid suspicion, did she?

After all, Ah Miao really regarded Leng Yunlin as his son.

The son has a partner, so it's really not good to sleep with him anymore...

Thinking of this, Fu Qingyu quickly shook his head, throwing out this weird idea.

He got into a familiar position and lay down, only to realize that even in his sleep, Leng Yunlin was still holding him.

Fu Qingyu's heart softened.

Leng Yunlin really seemed cold and severe, but he couldn't be more careful.

Finding a comfortable position, Fu Qingyu slowly fell asleep again listening to his steady and strong heartbeat.

When he was woken up, it was already bright daylight. Fu Qingyu opened his cat's paws, stretched his waist, and meowed.

Leng Yunlin looked down at him, and said with a smile: "Didn't Ah Miao refuse to sleep with me last night? Why did you sneak in after falling asleep?"

Fu Qingyu thought, sure enough.

He didn't think it before, but now he is a little curious to see Ah Miao one day, will it really become a spirit, will it suddenly become a human one day?

After all, he had only seen animals become spirits in the story books before, but he had never seen them.

He vaguely felt that this day should come soon.

After these [-] officials went to Liujia Village, there were indeed visible changes when they came back. When writing memorials or handling official affairs, they no longer stick to wording and rhetoric, but become more realistic and pragmatic.

Leng Yunlin asked them to write a comprehension notebook, and all 30 people completed it on time, and submitted the report to Leng Yunlin for review.

As a result, several methods that benefit the people's livelihood were found in it.

Leng Yunlin was in a happy mood and immediately promoted them to official positions.

Even if they were not promoted, they were rewarded with silver, and even given their mother or wife, as appropriate, a royal order.

This makes those who hesitated not to go regret it.

Leng Yunlin announced at the early court in due course that he would continue to implement this move next year, but in the future, he may not be able to go if he wants to, it depends on the performance of the courtiers.

He sat on the dragon chair, his back was straight, and he had the air of an emperor, making the courtiers dare not disobey him.

After the imperial court, Leng Yunlin, who was still valiant at first, started to have a headache again after seeing the memorial, hugging Fu Qingyu and complaining: "I don't want to criticize the memorial."

To motivate him, Fu Qingyu immediately rewarded him with two cat's paws.

In fact, Leng Yunlin just complained a little bit, after being slapped by Ah Miao, he honestly criticized it.

Besides reading and studying, Fu Qingyu was also thinking about things.

Only wait for maturity, then talk to Leng Yunlin.

In the past, courts formed cliques for selfish purposes and criticized each other. If I take part in your book today and be taken in again tomorrow, it is all a trivial matter.

The censor is also idle and has nothing to do, as if if he doesn't join people, he will get an official career and lose his head. He stares at the little things in the courtier's backyard every day.

Leng Yunlin really didn't like it, so he sent these censors out to tell them not to stare at the three-acre land in the capital.

In short, none of the courtiers were too opposed to these minor reforms. After all, Leng Yunlin's methods were mild and he did not press them down.

But the effect was excellent, and it gradually became the beginning of his complete conquest of the court.

Yinlongwei Lu sent over some brochures one after another, there were good officials, and even corrupt officials, Leng Yunlin read it and wanted to kill people.

But he knew that corrupt officials could not be killed, so he had to try his best to curb them, so he held back and plotted slowly.

Just wait for the end of the Spring Festival next year to select a new official and replace them one by one.

After reading the excerpts, Leng Yunlin started to read again as he still had time to spare.

He doesn't need to recite the whole book like a scholar, but only select the parts that are useful for governing the court.

So the progress is faster.

Fu Qingyu felt that he seemed to be gaining weight in the past few days. After all, Leng Yunlin doted on him too much. Not only did he eat well, he even did the walking for him.

He turned his head, looked at his increasingly chubby body, and felt that this was not good, what if Ah Miao came back in the future and had trouble moving.

So when Leng Yunlin got up early to go to morning exercises, Fu Qingyu half-opened his glistening cat eyes, lazily stretched out his two front paws towards Leng Yunlin, and meowed.

take me with you.

Leng Yunlin stared blankly, such a meow is too cute.

He couldn't help but picked him up and rubbed Fu Qingyu from head to tail, successfully rubbing Fu Qingyu's drowsiness away.

He followed Leng Yunlin energetically to punch in the open space of the hall, but as soon as he went out, he was shivered by the cold air.

Meow, it's too cold here, why don't we talk about it later!

After all, he has been afraid of cold and heat since he was a child.

Leng Yunlin also felt that the sky seemed to be cold again, so he said, "Ah, why don't you go back to sleep for a while? If you want to accompany me, it will be the same after noon."

But Fu Qingyu shook his head, three nines in winter and three days in summer, how could he stop practicing because of the cold.

He patted Leng Yunlin's hand, told him to put himself down, and began to walk and trot in the yard.

But Leng Yunlin was wearing only the single clothes that were easy to move, and started punching.

Leng Yunlin's stature seems to have grown a bit, coupled with his calm and graceful temperament, he does not look like a teenager at all, but looks like he has already weakened his crown.

He has long hands and feet, and his movements are vigorous, so Fu Qingyu can't help but look back at him.

He stopped, stood up, and punched a set of cat fists with his cat's claws.

He played very seriously, and the chassis was very stable. After he finished playing, he found that Leng Yunlin stopped his movements at some point.

Staring at him with a smile on his face.

That smile in the twilight morning light is particularly bewitching.

Fu Qingyu couldn't help being addicted.

He really wanted to return to his own body, to talk with Leng Yunlin in person, to help him become a wise king, and at the same time realize his ideals and ambitions.

The author has something to say: Qing Yu is going back soon, originally Ah Miao came back (*^▽^*) and the two cats will have a fierce PK

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Thanks to Z Qinbao for the grenade (and the mines that were fed to the column, when I was in the background, I suddenly felt like being contracted by Bao, Bao, I am yours!), thank you for picking up the mines of the author Douyibao , ok~