Imperial Master's Instructions

Open next book: "There is no obligation to woo men inappropriately", please collect it ~ [The power is overwhelming, the black emperor's master, the regent, the king is attacked × the superficially harmless white cut, the black clever and scheming emperor suffers] In the eighth year of Jiasheng's reign, the emperor died. The emperor's mentor Shen Heng supported the young prince Song Nanqing to ascend the throne as the emperor. He was called the regent to assist the young prince. He was respected by the emperor as "sub-father". For a time, no one in the government and the public could stand up to his right. Song Nanqing's life in the palace as a child was composed of the board Shen Heng gave him when he made a mistake, holding his handwritten instructions, and the warmth of holding him in his arms during thunderstorms late at night. The regent was like a teacher and father to him. Externally, he could teach him how to be an emperor and how to recognize people and make good use of them. Internally, he could help him take care of his hair, wear dragon robes, and make snacks. He was considerate and unfailing in everything. As he got older, there were more and more suggestions from the previous dynasty that the emperor should take charge of the government and marry concubines. It was rumored that the regent of the current dynasty controlled the politics and religion of the dynasty and was a bad young master, and he wanted to be punished. In the inner room, Song Nanqing was lying on the lap of the regent, eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake fed by him. His eyes were wandering through the pictures, his fingers crawled over the other man's knees, hooked his belt, and said to the regent Shen Heng, the rumored traitor: "Sir, I think these people are not as good as you as queens." Shen Heng's eyes were heavy, he pinched his fingers and said, "I think you need a lesson." Outside the window, the begonias in Xifu swayed, the fallen pink flowers swayed all over the ground, and the dew wetted the clothes with the moonlight. To be this trembling emperor, in order to save his life and seize power, it doesn't matter whether he uses the "Warring States Policy" or the "Ten Arts of Mandom", as long as he can control people's hearts. When he went to court on the second day, Song Nanqing was sitting on the dragon chair. Facing a flood-infected and plagued place that was full of dangers and in urgent need of capable ministers to garrison, he tilted his head and looked at Shen Heng: "I think Yafu will be able to put an end to the disaster and bring peace and prosperity." Shen Heng, dressed in an ink robe, cupped his hands to receive the order. In the letter before leaving, the words were vigorous and powerful, and the ink wetted the back of the paper: "The call I made last night was more beautiful than calling me my father today. How can your majesty repay me when I come back?" Song Nanqing threw the letter to the ground and shouted angrily at his retreating back: "You can talk about it when you get back!" When it comes to being an emperor, Shen Heng is better than him; but when it comes to love, it's still unclear who will win. *** When it came to love, Song Nanqing thought he had a handle on it, but unexpectedly he met Shen Heng. The snow was falling heavily, and the flames burning in the room were reflected in people's eyes. The back of Song Nanqing's neck was grasped by hot hands, and when he raised his head, he was met with fiery and paranoid eyes. "What's wrong? It's not that you like me the most, but you want to run away when you find out that I am your brother. Which of your words is true?" The fire was red, but Song Nanqing felt cold all over, "You knew it a long time ago, you knew it a long time ago and you still stayed with me..." Shen Heng lightly raised the corners of his lips and said calmly and frighteningly: "You even dare to lie to me, are you still afraid that we are connected by blood?" [Information before reading] 1. Imaginary background, childish tactics. 2. There is no blood relationship between attacking and receiving, not at all. 3. Don't abuse. ———— Pre-receipt: "There is no obligation to fish for men inappropriately" Finance Support Literature Financial tycoon daddy attacked male socialite brat with green tea In a top art college with a halo, Yu Qingnian is the flower of the high mountains that attracts everyone's attention. She is picked up and dropped off in luxury cars, and her body is covered with low-key luxury goods. She has won major international awards in her early twenties, has performed all over the world, and is rich, beautiful and talented. The rich second generation with top-notch equipment is like the most dazzling diamond shining on the top of the pyramid. Of course, some people said he was faking it when it came to the luxury items he wore from head to toe, including a tattered tissue box. But one thing is unanimous: he definitely has a good father. Yes, of course he does, but this dad is a sugar daddy. The most popular school boy in the school, the pianist who became famous at a young age, and the noble man who is sought after by thousands of girls, are completely different at home. *** In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the river view at night, Yu Qingnian collapsed helplessly on the white cashmere carpet, her fingers still twitching slightly and unconsciously grabbing the corners of the man's suit pants. She didn't even finish swallowing everything in her mouth, but she was forced to use her flushed and beautiful face as a tissue by a nasty man. There was a little bit of liquid left on her soft cheeks, and her lips were painted shiny. Yu Qingnian was picked up. He sat on Lu Zhao's lap and relaxed for a while. He shook his feet and said, "I have spent all my pocket money this month. Give me another three hundred thousand." "It's only the fifth today, what did you buy?" Lu Zhao asked with a raised eyebrow. "Lu Zhao! I've been with you since I was eighteen years old, and now I'm spending some money on you and asking you to find out what's going on. Where the money is, there's love. Do you not love me anymore?" Of course, he will not really seek any love in this relationship. Everything is just a means to make money. As a model man-hunter with tens of millions of assets in his early twenties, the truth he always believes in is "not to charm men or women, but only to charm money." Lu Zhao was indeed a very generous benefactor. He had grown from a poor high school student into a very popular social butterfly, but his desire for control became stronger and stronger as time went by. Yu Qingnian realized that if he didn't escape, it seemed that he would really be unable to escape. It is what a model fisherman should do to get away as soon as he has made enough. Being entangled will only hinder the speed at which he makes money. So he opened his mouth loudly, and the trouble became more and more serious every time. But the strange thing was that Lu Zhao had no intention of driving him away, and instead became more eager to him. After he was caught once again selling the bags Lu Zhao bought for him on a second-hand platform, Yu Qingnian tugged on the tie around his wrist and thought: "I must escape from this perverted control freak! Even if he buys me another hundred bags, it won't work." Anyone who cuts off his wealth should go to hell! ! By chance, Yu Qingnian discovered that the culprit who bought his second-hand bags and led to his discovery by Lu Zhao was actually the sickly Bai Yueguang who had taken advantage of Lu Zhao. Yu Qingnian was in no hurry to break up. Bai Yueguang returned to China, right? An old love is here, right? If I don't pretend to love you to death and take advantage of poor little Baihua to get a handful of breakup fees, I won't be called Yu Qingnian! Purpose: We must maintain our true intentions in troubled times