[Book 1] Mozun And The Little Milk Fox Are Overly Pampered [BL/QT/edited MTL]

ARC FOUR: Chapter 87: The man of great luck

Emperor Deming did have the idea of ​​incorporating Bai Chuansu into the harem, but before he implemented it, news of the defeat came from the previous dynasty.

Emperor Deming was furious and said, "What use do you have to do, rice bucket? I told you to guard the border and defend the border to the death. It would be better for you to let the other side attack us."

In the court hall, the ministers knelt down and cheered.

In fact, Emperor Deming also knew that the current Lin Dynasty military generals lacked talents, and there were only a few who could go to war. The queen's father, General Lin, and Chen Guiren's father, General Shenwei, and a few brave but unintelligent ones who were procrastinating. The land could be counted on ten fingers, and there was no rising star underneath. The Lin Dynasty was attacked by an enemy country again, and it was already slightly weakened.

"Who can recommend themselves to the battlefield?" Emperor Deming was patient and looked down at the ministers who were kneeling on the ground.

The ministers present are all civil servants who don't know how to march and fight. If they are giving advice for the people's livelihood, then that's fine. But swords and guns have no eyes, and that's no joke.

"Okay, no one is there, right? They are all afraid of death and refuse to go. What's the use of you? Just retreat." Emperor Deming didn't even wait for the eunuch to call him to retreat, and walked away angrily.

The ministers looked at each other and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

What to do, if an enemy country invades, they, veterans of the former dynasty, will probably not end well.

Most civil servants cast their envious eyes on Lang Hetong, the father of Concubine Jingbao.

He is a world-famous Confucian, and all scholars admire him. Even if the dynasty changes, in order to stabilize the hearts of the people and the scholars of the world, Lang Hetong cannot be killed.

Emperor Deming was walking around in the imperial study, and the eunuch beside him came in and said, "Your Majesty, the National Master is here."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with a fluttering white beard strode in from the door wearing a suit of clothes with immortal style. He didn't say hello, but asked directly, "There is something wrong with the emperor's recent fortune. This harvesting of yang and replenishing yang, it can be seen that there is less."

Under the advice of the imperial master, Emperor Deming became more and more obsessed with men, and now he has reached the point where he cannot live without men.

Emperor Deming was most afraid of death and asked quickly, "What does the Imperial Master mean? I have already accepted many concubines recommended by the Imperial Master according to what the Imperial Master said."

The Imperial Master closed his eyes and counted, "No, no, no, I don't mean that the emperor doesn't pay enough attention, but that these people's luck can no longer keep up with the emperor."

"National Master, what should we do?"

The National Master calculated carefully and then burst into laughter, "Your Majesty is indeed the destined emperor, blessed with great blessings. I have calculated that there are two people in this harem who have very strange luck. They are both very lucky people. It's just that, the older one is a little strange and seems a little confused..."

The Imperial Master pinched his fingers and marveled.

Emperor Deming asked, "Who did the National Master refer to?"