The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 Tianmenguan Nancheng, Central Street, Bei’an Wang’s son Jiang Qing did not return directly to Beicheng after walking out of the Southern Chamber of Commerce with a bunch of files, but with the Northern Army, The Tongbei Chamber of Commerce in the middle of the street was directly sealed up, and under the gaze of countless eyes, all relevant personnel were taken away.

　　 The actions of the Royal Mansion and the Northern Army revealed the smell of a mountain rain coming and blowing all over the building, and the merchants had the most keen sense of the situation, so the atmosphere in the entire Tianmen Pass became subtle for a time, and there was speculation.

　　The study room on the top floor of the Southern Chamber of Commerce. After Jiang Qing left, the middle-aged woman, the shopkeeper Luo, looked at the untouched cup of tea in front of her, and she fell into deep thought on her ordinary white face.

　　 Tianmen Hou Jiangqing is a real soldier, so he has a vigorous and meticulous style, so he took away the necessary information from the Chamber of Commerce, including the cup of tea for entertaining, he didn't take the slightest.

Shopkeeper Luo knew this well, and with the background of Bei'an Palace, there was no need to express her favor to a small chamber of commerce that had not been established for a long time. Therefore, Jiang Qing’s words before leaving may have profound meaning behind them. .

　　 "Madam, my subordinates think this is a golden opportunity!"

　　 After Jiang Qing left, the middle-aged steward who returned to the study room again, after thinking for a moment, he directly saluted and said, then the shopkeeper Luo recovered his mind and gently responded:

"I know this. Since ancient times, especially in the war years, the status of our businessmen has always been low. We are afraid of being officials and soldiers. Although the dynasty is enlightened, there are still countless chambers of commerce that have smashed their heads. If you want to get on the line with the official, let alone get directly into the eyes of the sage, then it is simply ascending to the sky in one step."

　　 After the shopkeeper Luo finished speaking, he turned around again, looked through the window, and looked at the large aurora above the sky, and continued to speak:

"But you have to be clear about Wang Guanshi. The Holy One is the phoenix of nine heavens flying in the sky, and we are not even as good as the ants on the ground. The picture of the Holy One must be a great event that shakes the world. If you are careless, it will be the end of the game. You know that it is not easy for the master and I to establish this foundation. If the master is here at this time, he will definitely be able to make the most correct decision."

　　 The sky is closed, and the aurora is flying, exuding a brilliant light.

　　 Compared to the noisy and lively South City, under the aurora, the North City, which belongs only to the Northern Army, is undoubtedly more solemn and bloody, and the smell of blood in the air is stronger.

　　 In the Royal Palace of Bei'an, Jiang Qing, with a solemn expression, put down the brush in his hand, and his whole body that was lying forward slowly straightened up, and then sealed the zigzag in front of him and gave it to the guard on the side, and said:

　　 "First-level secret, directly teleported to Shenjing City with a scroll and handed over to His Majesty."

　　 "No!"

The guard in blood armor took it with both hands and strode away. Then Jiang Qing raised his head and looked at the huge map in front of him that occupies the entire wall, with hundreds of black spots marked on it. Amazingly, it is the distribution map of the snowmen tribe in the northern snowfield.

　　 Then his faint voice sounded in the spacious camp:

　　 "I said you lascivious old man, don't die before I arrive with the army."

　　Shen Jingcheng, snow is fluttering, and the cold wind is freezing, but the Qiongjiang Restaurant on Qinglong Street is still full of diners.

It was lunch time, so there were no empty seats in the huge Qiongjiang Hall. Then Liang Po carried three bowls of noodles, like a giant body, walked out of the side door of the Qiongjiang Hall, and returned to the road again under the wind and snow. Inside a carriage parked by the side.

　　 Liang Pogang came back, looking at the fragrant noodle soup in his hands, Zhao Yu and Yanzhi's eyes lit up, and they swallowed subconsciously.

Then the carriage continued to move forward. In the carriage, the young emperor and Rouge were immersed in the noodle soup. The couple's actions were surprisingly consistent. After eating the noodles, they picked up the bowl and put the extremely delicious soup. There was nothing left to drink, and in the end he unanimously sighed with great satisfaction.

　　 "It seems that it is the noodle soup in the Cheongjang Restaurant, which can arouse your appetite for rouge."

Zhao Yu looked at the girl with red cheeks who had just finished eating noodles in front of him. He couldn't help but smile, with a gentle voice in her voice. Then Rouge narrowed her big eyes, just about to touch her belly, suddenly her complexion changed and she raised her hand directly. Covering his mouth, he eagerly responded:

　　 "Your Majesty, the concubine seems to be too full to eat and want to vomit."

As soon as this statement came out, it made several people in the carriage panicked. They didn't even care about eating their faces. They were in a hurry. In the end, the woman from the Fei Lian family who was responsible for driving had experience and took a basin to destroy the young emperor and Liang. Please get out of the compartment and let the rouge with morning sickness vomit in the compartment.

　　 Then Zhao Yu stood in the snow wearing a big cloak, turned his head, and muttered to Liang Po beside him:

　　 "Po'er, did I feed the rouge too much?"

　　 With a bright bald head and a broken beam holding an umbrella, he stands straight, his complexion is unchanged, his face is not red and his heart is not beating.

　　 "Your Majesty, listen to the grandmother in the palace saying that this is a good thing for your empress.

　　 "Grandma?"

　　 Zhao Yu looked at Liang Po’s black eyes with a puzzled look, and then continued to ask:

　　 "When did you still have a relationship with the grandmother in the palace?"

　　 Facing the questioning of the young emperor, Liang Po still looked calm, and continued to respond in a soft voice:

　　 "The old lady in the imperial dining room, I heard that she stewed tonics to the empress that day."

As Liang Po’s voice fell, Zhao Yu fell into a little silence. He had been busy with politics, but neglected to care about Rouge. Even Liang Po knew more than him, so Zhao Yu raised his hand to touch He touched his chin and continued to speak:

"Looking back, you can arrange for the medical officer of the Taiyuan Hospital to come to the Imperial Garden. I will ask them some questions. By the way, I will inform the King of Zhenhai in Canglan City to let Linglong sect send disciples to the palace to take care of them. He can be treated, but I still don’t understand fertility."

　　 "Your Majesty, what you said, I have arranged these."

　　 Liang Po’s voice full of magnetism was dull, but after Zhao Yu heard the words, he couldn’t help but feel warm. Although Liang Po looks thick and mad, he is as thin as a hair.

　　 "I have trouble you."

　　 Then Liang Po shook his head, and the mellow magnetic voice continued:

　　"Although there are few people in the White Emperor's Palace, and no new ones have been added for more than a decade, there are special officials in the inner court department who are responsible for guarding the royal blood, and the number is huge, and they can be used at this time.

　　 "Your Majesty, whether it is for the Zhao clan or the people of Daxia, the inheritance of blood is of paramount importance."

　　 After Liang Po finished speaking, Zhao Yu's expression became even more weird. He looked at Liang Po up and down, and then murmured:

　　 "I even suspect now that grandma must have explained something to you alone before the ages."