The Stronger the Woman the More Beautiful She Is

"This is too ridiculous!" The angry man was a senior minister who valued etiquette greatly. He indignantly retorted, "Your Majesty, the Empress's appearance is rude. You should discipline them properly to help them break their rules."

"This lowly general actually feels that the Empress's true nature is not as it seems." Zhao Qiyan rubbed the sideburns on his face. When they were getting married, he had personally gone to South Yue. Although they had not seen the empress's appearance as the number one beauty in the world, the women of South Yue were truly spicy.

"Humph, boorish taste!" Minister Wen raised his eyebrows and mercilessly criticized Zhao Qiyan.

The latter immediately stopped arguing and started arguing with Minister Wen.

Qin Shuo had a big headache from being quarreled about by the two, he had always been so bragging since he was young, and did not feel disgusted by it at all. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Yin Fufeng enjoying the show, he then spoke out: "Prime Minister Yin, what views do you have?"

Being called out, Yin Fufeng rubbed his nose and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Empress may have been restricted too tightly by the rules of the palace, which resulted in his overreaction. After all, East Court was different from South Yue, which was filled with the valiant winds of the people, where men, women, old people, and children rode valiant archers. Furthermore, our country is in an even more strict mood, so His Majesty should give the Empress some time to calm down. "

Little fox!

When Qin Shuo heard this, he frowned, and silently looked at his smiling Prime Minister.

This was equivalent to not saying anything at all.

Did he want the reason for Hu Xiao's change? What he wanted was a way to deal with it! This brat knew she had a plan and was afraid the empress would know and hold a grudge, so she played with the ball and kicked the problem back.

Feeling displeased, Qin Shuo was just about to grab Yin Fufeng and explain the situation, when he suddenly saw his own Courtier walking in with a strange expression on his face.

"What is this?" Courtier presented it to him with both hands, causing Qin Shuo to take it over with a face full of suspicion.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, this is what Empress wants."

The three words "Empress" attracted everyone's attention.

Zhao Qiyan stretched his neck and curiously looked at the stack of papers in Qin Shuo's hand. Seeing that the king's expression was growing more and more unsightly, he could not help but ask, "Your Majesty, just what does the Empress want?"

Qin Shuo's face darkened, he threw the paper he was holding onto onto Courtier's face. The paper spread out in all directions, scaring the eunuch so much that he immediately knelt down: "Your Majesty, please calm your anger."

East Court Kingdom Lord left like a gust of wind, leaving behind a few officials confused.

The few of them surrounded him and picked up the paper to examine it.

The Minister Wen huffed and puffed: "The education of South Yue Kingdom is really too bad. Not only are you unruly and despotic, you even want some useless things that waste the treasury, and don't have the demeanor of a mother who respects the world."

Yin Fufeng glanced at him, and turned to see that Zhao Qiyan, whose head was full of words, was staring at the papers more seriously than anyone else. His heart moved as he smiled: "General Zhao, to be so engrossed in watching, could it be that you know the uses of these things?"

Zhao Qiyan caressed his beard, his bright eyes shining: "Prime minister, our king's days in the future are bleak!" Scholars could not recognize, how could Zhao Qiyan who was a martial artist not know the use of these things?

"What do you mean?" Hearing the hidden meaning in Zhao Qiyan's words, Yin Fufeng immediately asked.

"This big sandbag should be for training, but why is it hanging on the tree? Pile, I also recognize, this can be used for leg training. Tsk tsk … What kind of thing was this Bamboo Stick Fruit? The food? " Zhao Qiyan rubbed his chin, muttering to himself, "If an ordinary person continues their training, they can kill an ox with a single punch."

Yin Fufeng and Minister Wen looked at each other and exclaimed in their hearts: Didn't they say that Empress is the number one beauty in South Yue? In his impression, all beauties should have cried out like little birds, walking in the weak Liu Fufeng, could it be because South Yue Kingdom and wind were different, so the stronger the woman, the more beautiful she was?