Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Two sitting facing each other, two standing, should be the entourage of the two sitting.

After swept away, Su Qiao didn't look at it again. After Biqiu came back, he instructed Xiaowu to drive back to the Hou residence.

"gone?"

After chatting with the emperor, King Jin looked down the window, but there was no sign of the carriage, and he was suddenly disappointed.

The personal servant reminded softly: "My lord, his maid bought medicine and left after returning."

"Oh." King Jin felt a little pity.

Long Jingyuan glanced at him coldly: "What? It's just a man, are you still reluctant?"

King Jin was almost choked by the tea: "Cough, the emperor should stop laughing at the younger brother. Although the younger brother likes beautiful women, men should avoid it."

"My younger brother just thinks that although this little prince is a little weaker, he seems to be a bit unrestrained in temperament and has a free and easy manner.

Long Jingyuan glanced at the empty roadside, the indifferent young man slipped in his mind, and nodded slightly:

"It's really not as petty as that old Su Yuan."

This time, it was King Jin's turn to be surprised, "This is the first time that the younger brother has heard the emperor praise him."

And it's the first time I've met someone.

This is a bit surprising.

It seems that the little prince is very charming, and even a person with such a temperament as the emperor could not help but praise him.

"As for this scientific examination, give me a little help, and don't wander around all day long."

Long Jingyuan suddenly felt dull, put down the teacup, got up and left.

Eunuch Quan hurriedly followed.

"Yes, the matter explained by the emperor's brother, the minister and the younger brother have to do it well even if he is stubborn."

King Jin was in a very good mood today and answered quickly.

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"Niezi, kneel down for me!"

As soon as Su Qiao entered the house, she was almost deafened by her father's clapping of the table.

"It's pissing me off, it's pissing me off."

Lord Su Hou was like an ant on a hot pan, walking back and forth in the hall, blushing and thick neck, it was obvious that he was very angry.

Su Jingya was wearing a light purple veil skirt, and she was also anxious at this time:

"Brother, how can you do this? Didn't Dad already give you the answer? How can you do this?"

What an idiot, you can't even copy it.

What a misstep.

"Are you a pig? How can I have a stupid son like you?"

Su Houye wanted to rely on his son to stand out and show his face in front of the emperor, but he didn't expect his son to really live up to his expectations.

For three days in the koshe, he was either sleeping or doodling.

Now the entire Hou Mansion has become the laughing stock of the entire capital.

Thinking of this, Su Houye was so angry that he almost couldn't stand.

Su Jingya hurriedly supported him: "Dad, don't be angry, be careful that you will hurt your body."

"Brother, after all, he grew up in the wild since he was a child, and he didn't go through orthodox study. He was a little timid for a while. It's normal for him to fail the test. Let him work hard and try again after three years. It's the same."

Lord Su pushed her away, his face full of irritability: "What do you know?"

"At this time, when the new emperor has just ascended the throne, it is the best time to seek talents."

"Whether my Houfu can regain its previous prestige again depends on this time."

Gritting his teeth, he stared at Su Qiao as if he was going to eat people:

"Unfortunately, this villain is so unbearable that he can't even copy. Why don't you go back to Zhuangzi in the south and stay there, so as not to get in the way of Laozi."

Su Qiao walked in slowly, with a very indifferent expression: "Father, calm down first, there is nothing you can do about it, son."

Saying that, she looked at Su Jingya: "Second sister, the day before the reference, you met King Jin at Dexian Tea House, right or not?"