How to Survive As a Villain

Luohe Qing had to leave the house of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, but it was passed to Zhao Gonggong’s ear for half a day.

Feng Guanwu reported to Zhao Gonggong on the thin ice, and thought that Zhao Gonggong would be dissatisfied. Who knows that he just nodded slightly and said: "It is a matter of time."

Feng Guanshi scratched his head and sighed and said: "Gonggong, in case this Luohe Qing became a big red man next to the emperor, blowing hair to the emperor's ear, the slave is a small life, afraid of... Hey, it is difficult to protect."

Zhao Gonggong smiled and said: "What are you afraid of, your head, the emperor will even mention a sentence, will feel dirty."

"Yes, yes." Feng Guanwu nodded and said, "The villain is dependent on his father."

Zhao Gonggong leisurely sip tea: "You are ready to prepare. After two days, I will talk to the red-sleeved girl."

"Red-sleeved girl?" Feng Guanji snorted, Jingyang Palace's position?

Zhao Gonggong and Feng Guanwu looked at one thing: "How? I am very busy? I am not willing to leave this?"

"I don't have time to spare." Feng Guanshi was a spurt, and he hurriedly retired.

Red sleeves will never come to mind, Zhao Gonggong will come to find her.

Although the two are the same, but there is no intersection between them, nothing to go to the Sanbao Temple, red sleeves probably can guess who Zhao Gonggong came for, she remembered what Xiao Yuan said before, and suddenly he was alert.

Zhao Gonggong saw the look of the red sleeve, hehe smiled: "Red sleeve girl, really do not ask me to sit?"

The red sleeves slammed back, and after Zhao Gonggong sat down, he was busy throwing tea: "The slaves are rude, they slow down the father-in-law, and ask the father-in-law to forgive me."

"Red-sleeved girl laughs, it seems that my old face, in addition to the House of Representatives, is still somewhat useful in other places." Zhao Gonggong's tea-tipped cover is lightly blowing, "The long-awaited red-sleeved girl won the emperor's joy, and today suddenly came, In fact, I want to make friends with the red-sleeved girl."

Zhao Gonggong’s words are a bit unclear. He himself is a three-year old slave. He bathed his grace from generation to generation. He has more than ten years in the house of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, not to mention that the Emperor once regarded him as a pro.

The red sleeve said: "Zhao Gonggong said, laughing, slaves are just doing things in their own right."

Zhao Gonggong means profoundly: "Yes, things within the points."

The red sleeve continues to say: "Zhao Gonggong, you are also a very experienced person in this palace. We are slaves, what to do, what to do, I think, you should understand?"

The red sleeves want to remind Zhao Gonggong that Luohe Qing is already in this Jingyang Palace, and don’t want to make any persecution.

If you know such a sting, Zhao Gonggong is not angry, he smiles happily: "The red-sleeved girl can't win the favor of the emperor. After all, this is a matter of things, oh yeah, it's not good enough, the most fearful, not to do What should not be done, red-sleeved girl, if we should do something, but did not do it, is it ours as a slave, the biggest dereliction of duty?"

A red sleeve: "...What does Zhao Gonggong mean?"

Zhao Gonggong Shi Shiran sipped his mouth tea, which continued: "I have heard that this Jingyang Palace's imprisonment must be directed by the red-sleeved girl before serving the emperor?"

The red sleeve said: "This is natural, but you and my heart are bright, and some people, but not our slaves can move casually."

Zhao Gonggong suddenly sneered: "I can't move? Red-sleeved girl, some people, in my house, he is a slave. What I need to do is to make him a slave. Who do I care for? Red-sleeve girl, You can understand that this Jingyang Palace is to be sent to the emperor's pillow. If you send a wolf, you will hurt the emperor..."

Zhao Gonggong paused just right, and the red sleeve was shocked.

"Red-sleeved girl, you don't need to hurt your life, you just let the person who has become a ban become a ban. Isn't this what you should do? Yes, we are slaves, and the slaves are the biggest. Is it not for the emperor to worry about things?"

Zhao Gonggong said slowly, got up and left after a good speech, leaving the red sleeves at a loss.