Seven Hundred and Forty-Two: Changshou Wang Proclaims the Emperor (2)

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There are four major magic arts in Asia—the transsexual art of the Dai country, the make-up art of the Japanese country, the plastic surgery of the Bang country, and the puppet art of the Hua country.

The four major sorcerers broke out at the same time, not to mention the enemy, even my own mother couldn't recognize it.

Huijun's face is too eye-catching, and it is easy to cause trouble, so she really needs to cover it up a little.

"Lang Jun, the court clothes have been prepared and delivered. Would you like to try it on to see the size? If it doesn't fit, you can change it."

Huijun came in with a stack of clothes and scattered accessories, her posture was gentle and courteous, without the slightest hint of seductiveness.

"Okay, I'll try."

Jiang Pengji is also a county magistrate, but because of the special circumstances of taking office, she has no court uniform so far.

However, if she wants to attend the emperor's burial ceremony and the new emperor's enthronement ceremony, it is impossible not to wear court clothes.

So we can only make people work overtime to make a set.

Looking at the neatly folded court clothes, Jiang Pengji smiled, and took them to the back room to try them on.

In this era, there are obvious differences in grades, and the differences can be seen in every detail. Clothing has become a sign to distinguish grades.

Looking at the bits and pieces, she closed the live broadcast room, changed them one by one, and hung a set of ribbons on the outside of her robe.

She came out after she was fully dressed and opened the live broadcast room.

Seeing the heroic young man coming out from the back hall, Liu She and Hui Jun were a little stunned.

Really complied with that sentence - a gentleman is unparalleled in the world, and people on Moshang are like jade.

The audience in the live broadcast room had long been accustomed to Jiang Pengji's emphasis on personal privacy, and none of them left, waiting for the live broadcast to start again.

Sure enough, the live broadcast room reopened ten minutes later, and it was time for them to compete for speed and luck.

[Nongfu Spring is a bit hung up]: Aww—let me see, who is this elegant and decent young man in front of me?

[Aunt eating in the cafeteria]: It's her! is her! That's her! Our anchor, Jiang Pengji!

[Eight Kills in a Row]: Upstairs you are poisonous, I couldn't help but sing it out.

[Song of the Black Mass]: I always think about the appearance of the anchor in court clothes. I have been looking forward to it for so long, and finally saw it, and I was moved to tears.

[Be happy]: Hehe, but I look forward to the anchor wearing a uniform and wearing a crown.

Jiang Pengji was serious for only three seconds, she shook the wat board in her hand with some disgust, her brows furrowed.

"Officials are holding this thing in front of the court, and they are ready to slap people with this board just because they can't beat them with their mouths?"

When she said this, the audience's barrage turned into countless ellipses, and Liu She, who was drinking sake, almost choked.

"Lanting, don't be joking. It's nothing more than a joke in private, but you can't say too much outside."

Liu She coughed twice again, her daughter's brain circuit is indeed different from others.

The wat board is used for taking notes and making cheat sheets, similar to a memorandum, and it becomes a fighting weapon in the mouth of his daughter.

If the officials were really like what she said, they beat people with wat boards when they said they couldn't say it, wouldn't the court meeting still be held?

Huijun also covered her lips with her sleeves, and there was an unconcealable smile in her eyes.

"In a few days, Mr. Lang will have to change his court clothes again."

Due to different statuses, the styles, materials and accessories of court clothes have changed a lot, so it is natural to have to make a new suit at that time.

"You have faith in me."

Huijun bowed her head and lowered her eyebrows, her cherry lips curled into a slight smile, no matter how good her makeup was, she still couldn't hide the unique charm of her eyes.

"Your Majesty, if you promise, you must do what you say. If I don't believe you, who else can I trust?"

Jiang Pengji laughed and threw the wat board on the table, and said in a begging tone, "I can't take what you say."

Liu She watched silently, ate melons silently, and reflected silently——

Did he give birth to a daughter or a son?

"It seems to be a bit small, I will take it back and change it."

Huijun was smiling, and there was a servant outside saying, "My lord, the prince's mansion has sent an invitation card, please come over to the mansion to talk about it."

Jiang Pengji was taken aback for a moment, "An invitation from the Prince's Mansion?"

Huijun was on her knees helping her organize her accessories, and was taken aback when she heard this.

"It should have been delivered by the princess."

Now she is still the crown princess, and when the late emperor is buried and the young emperor ascends the throne, the crown princess will be the empress dowager.

Jiang Pengji frowned, casually threw the invitation on the table, and said, "Why did the princess pass me the invitation? Don't go—"

Huijun's eyebrows and eyes flashed a little slyly, and she raised her hand to pick up the invitation card, put it under her nose and sniffed it.

"It's better for Lang Jun to go there."

Jiang Pengji turned to look at her, "Why?"

"Take a sniff, is it dyed with a faint fragrance?" Huijun handed the invitation back to her, and said with a smile, "This princess can't bear the loneliness of being a widow, so she plans to invite you as the guest of honor." .If you miss it, you will have no chance in the future."

Jiang Pengji's fingers froze, and she and the 150,000 viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned.

"What?"

Huijun smiled and said, "This kind of fragrance is a strange fragrance that is used secretly by the court. The main fragrance is Sleeping Beauty, which is formulated with twenty-four kinds of precious spices. It has a stimulating effect on the relationship between men and women, and the smell is sweet but not strong. , but it can seduce people..."

Liu She at the side coughed heavily, and got up holding her wine glass and jug.

"You guys keep chatting, I'm a little tired for my father, go back to the room and rest first."

Jiang Pengji: "..."

Liu She walked to the door, stopped abruptly, and said, "If you want to go out to dinner at night, remember to come back before dawn tomorrow."

Jiang Pengji: "..."

Dad, do you still remember that you gave birth to a daughter and not a son?

Huijun's cheeks were slightly red, and she said awkwardly, "The princess has smoked this kind of incense on the invitation card, it is clear that she is inviting you to spend the spring night together."

Jiang Pengji sneered, "Her husband has just died, and her father-in-law has not yet passed away, so she is thinking about how to win over the guests?"

Huijun sighed softly, "I've seen this princess before, and now I think it's for the sake of my son-in-law."

The crown princess is a woman in the backyard, and she is not born in a noble family, so she has limited knowledge. She didn't know that the princes were determined to support the young emperor, but she saw the Hujun Wuma Shang jumping up and down, and she was worried, fearing that her son's throne would be gone, and her empress dowager would be gone.

Because of their sensitive identities, if their mother and son could not become the emperor and empress dowager, they would have to die.

In a panic, he had no choice but to make a bad move.

Of course, apart from being helpless, this princess's style of work has always been the same.

"According to my understanding, this princess is not as disciplined as she appears on the surface. The prince is lustful and lustful, with countless beauties in the backyard. The princess is lonely in her boudoir, and has a substantive relationship with the little yellow family who is serving her. Now that the prince has passed away, The royal family members have suffered such catastrophe again, and she is even more unscrupulous." Huijun laughed, "Now it is understandable to want to recruit Mr. Wang as the guest of honor."

As long as he wins Jiang Pengji over, it is equivalent to tying Liu and his son to their chariot.

In the eyes of outsiders, Liu Xi is a heroic young man under eighteen.

The princess took advantage of others, but still took advantage.

"Does Lang Jun want to push it away, or should he accept this matter?"

She glanced at the invitation, and said to the outside quickly, "Find someone to call Feng Zong here."

Fengzhen is now hanging up a false job.

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