Ji Qingxue's remarks sounded really unconventional and crazy to the ministers, but no one dared to object, because they also knew that Ji Qingxue was telling the truth.
It's more than that. It's all word for word.
The ministers were still kneeling, and Ji Qingxue stood in the center of the hall calmly: "the development of a country must not be limited to the previous limitations, and the vision determines the pattern."
Xiang Qingtian couldn't help but be shocked. He finally raised his eyes to see Ji Qingxue. This woman is very different from what he imagined. Last time he hurried, he just had a general impression, but he still seems to underestimate her.
So he bowed his head to Optimus and said, "I understand the good intentions of the emperor and the empress. What's more, I can't rush this matter. I have a suggestion that it's not as good as the interim decree. If this can get significant results and benefits, I don't know what the emperor and the empress want?"
Such an attitude towards Qingtian has been regarded as an indirect recognition of this matter. The first and second officials have spoken. What opinions can the next hundred officials have? It's really unexpected that the dignified seven foot man will one day be a minister with the woman. They all feel relieved to think about it.
Seeing that he gave way to Optimus, Ji Qingxue no longer said anything. The idea that men are superior to women has been deeply rooted in their hearts. It really takes time to remove it, and the people also need a period of time to adapt.
Nangong Yan said faintly, "just do what Shoufu said. How tired you Aiqing are kneeling. Get up quickly."
The concern like words made all officials secretly feign their stomach. Your daughter-in-law made us kneel for so long, but you turned a blind eye. Now people get up. What have you done?
Ji Qingxue couldn't suppress the joy between her eyebrows and eyes. She smiled at nangongyan. Nangongyan understood it and smiled back.
Ah Xue is working with him to make this country better.
Although some people agreed to this on the surface, they were still a little unconvinced in their hearts, so they complained to Nangong Xuan.
Now Nangong Xuan is the supreme emperor, and few people are seen because of his body. Several officials came to Mingyue hall to complain about Nangong Yan, which makes Nangong Xuan very headache.
"Yan'er is now the emperor. Naturally, he knows how to govern this country. What you need to do is to help him with all your strength, not talk about it behind his back."
Several officials who came to complain saw that they were not moving towards the good, so they walked away, and completely dispelled the idea.
Nangong Xuan calculated the time and wanted to go to the tulip yard to see his hatred, but now he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Seeing this, Duke Li hurried forward to help him. Nangong Xuan stared at him for a while: "why do you dare to stay with me? You're not afraid that I'll kill you?"
After all, Duke Li is Jilin's man.
Duke Li calmly replied, "the emperor, old slave, help you to the tulip house."
Another did not answer the question.
Nangong Xuan seemed to be much older overnight. He shook his head at Grandpa Li and stood up with his chair.
Feather clothes. He said the name silently. Now it's so difficult for me to even see you. It's probably God's punishment for me.
Nangongxuan fell ill two days later. He had no strength to go to the tulip hospital. He had to lie quietly in bed and wait for death.
It is rare for an old friend to come to the tulip house.
It's Ji Lin.
I was stunned when I saw him, and then poured him a cup of tea. I looked complex: "you have changed a lot compared with before."
Ji Lin smiled: "people are old, can they remain the same?"
In fact, she didn't mean that. She meant the loveless despair in Ji Lin's eyes. She could see it at a glance because she had experienced the same pain.
Ji Lin took a sip of tea. After a while, he suddenly said, "Nangong Xuan is ill in bed. Don't you go and see him?"
Grudge smiled: "I didn't expect you to speak for Nangong Xuan. Don't you hate him?"
Ji Lin said faintly, "have time to take a look. After all, he's dying."
How could he not hate, but he thought carefully that Nangong Xuan was also a poor man now. Ji Lin thought that he had left a lifelong regret. He could not let Nangong Xuan do the same.
For the rest, let him go to Jiuquan and make atonement with min.
After Ji Lin left, he hated sitting alone in the yard for a long time. Meng Yue brought a food box and said, "it's for you."
Grudge looked up at him: "I haven't seen you for days."
"Well, just go out for a walk." Meng Yue's mind was obviously not in the dialogue, and the people looked a lot haggard.
He wanted to leave, but he couldn't let go. Damn it, why should he be tortured alone for so many years.
Therefore, he rarely made trouble with his grudge for several days, but his grudge didn't find him once, so Meng Yue had to make cakes to find himself under the steps.
While they were talking, Grandpa Li hurried over. Out of breath, he said, "I take the liberty to disturb you. The emperor is already very ill. Can you please go with the old slave as the last wish of all the dying people?"
Meng Yue said coldly, "it's better for him to die, and there will be less harm in this world."
After a long time, I slowly got up and said, "well, I'll go with you."
Meng Yue turned his head and looked at her in surprise. What did she just say?
When the grudge was leaving, Meng Yue subconsciously held her hand. He looked at him puzzled, and Meng Yue said, "don't go."
She was stunned, and then seemed to understand something. She just said gently, "I'll go back."
Then he broke away from Meng Yue's hand. Looking at the emptiness in his hand, Meng Yue couldn't help smiling bitterly: "this is a new cake I made for you. Aren't you going to try it?"
When the grudge arrived, Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue were there.
Nangong Xuan said nonsense and kept shouting "feather clothes". His hatred suddenly became a little complicated. If you knew today, why did you have to start.
Grudge sat by his bed and put his hand in his palm. Nangong Xuan held it tightly, and there was a smile in his empty eyes.
"Here you are," he said.
"Here I am," she answered.
Everything seemed particularly harmonious. Nangong Yan just looked at them faintly. He didn't even have a superfluous expression on his face. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.
Ji Qingxue quietly held his hand and whispered in his ear, "I'll give you another chicken leg for dinner."
Ji Qingxue's words have no head.
However, Nangong Yan's eyebrows and eyes bent, and his lips pulled out a shallow smile. He knew that Ji Qingxue was comforting himself in his own way.
Ji Qingxue's way of comforting people is a little messy, but nangongyan is very useful. She can understand the meaning of her words every time.
In fact, fate has always been cruel to yourself, but if all the misfortunes before were to meet the woman around you, it would be worth it.
Nangong Yan thought.