In the early morning, even though it was close to sub-zero temperatures, Wang Yang, a steel-lifting expert who had already run for 3,000 meters and started formal fitness exercise, still showed his chest and his arms open, humming and hahaha, continuing to show off his extremely perfect muscles.

Next to it, a group of security personnel in Yihonglou were already brought by Wang Yang, the veteran driver, and every morning, he was very proud of Wang Yang, picking up various fitness equipment, and looking at the half-open and half-closed windows, showing his strong body and vigorous male hormones.

A stroke every day can not only maintain the elasticity and vitality of the muscles, but also enhance physical fitness and ensure physical health, but also allow Wang Yang to maintain his powerful combat ability and agile reaction.

As for the loyal uncle Li Shishi? Well, master control, or Wang Yang control, in short, this beautiful little girl looked at the tall and handsome master in the morning mist with her bright eyes.

His face was flushed and his breathing was still a little rapid. This was naturally because he was urged by Wang Yang to run for two thousand meters. In the meaning of Wang Yang, a fitness expert, exercise is the guarantee of health. As for the quiet and healthy style of the thousand-year-old turtle, Wang Dajian was the most disdainful of it.

Life lies in movement, which is Wang Yang's motto, so he must use his actions to fulfill his motto.

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Just when he was jogging with iron, Wang Yang was stunned when he saw Zhao Ji, who came to visit him early in the morning.

Zhao Ji did not expect to see a group of fruit men in Yihongyuan in the early morning. Although it was only half fruit, such a picture was really too eye-catching. What’s important is that he still had a question, why are they a group of pure men?

Wang Yang threw the two iron dumbbells weighing 30 kilograms in his hand on the ground, clapped his hands and went forward. "Your Highness, why did you come here at this time?"

Seeing the muscles full of strength and beautiful lines as Wang Yang's every move, and thinking about his lack of mermaid line, Zhao Ji couldn't help but feel a little jealous. "I've seen Mr. I didn't expect that Mr. is so strong..."

"It's okay, it's too cold outside. Please let Your Highness go into the house to tell..." He took the coat that Li Shishi hurriedly sent over, and then signaled the little prince to enter the house to tell his words.

"Sir, can you tell that yesterday, His Majesty had a conflict with the Empress Dowager and his ministers..." He sat next to the iron stove and rubbed his hands that made the ghost's weather a little stiff. Then Zhao Ji mysteriously approached Wang Yang's ear and whispered.

"It would be strange if there is no conflict." Wang Yang couldn't help rolling his eyes. Can such a small matter be used to disturb himself, a white-collar young man with dozens of copper coins every minute?

"Think about it, the Empress Dowager and those ministers have been together for so many years. The emperor has been put aside as a mascot on the altar. Suddenly, the mascot jumps up, and it would be strange if those guys are not scared."

"..." Zhao Ji looked at Old Driver Wang with a confused look, but he felt that although Wang Yang seemed to say something strange and the words were very strange, he was very appropriate. As expected, the masters were different.

"Yes, afterwards, the Empress Dowager actually went to His Majesty's mother's place and passed on my ninth brother. As a result, the two had a big dispute with His Majesty's mother's place. Although my ninth brother didn't explain it in detail last night, I guess the argument was very strong..."

In the end, the Empress Dowager Gao Taotao was very angry, but seemed to be a little embarrassed, thinking that those ministers who said that Concubine Zhu De was not worthy of the same veils as the Empress Dowager, Yiwei, and the ministers were trying to foster their relationship with the emperor, and she would not let such a thing happen.

Naturally, the emperor no longer asked to issue a crime and declare the world an imperial edict. However, the emperor asked all officials to celebrate his mother's birthday, but he still failed to get the approval of the Empress Dowager.

However, the emperor decided on the spot that the programs that were originally going to be performed on the emperor's birthday were changed to the palace to perform on his mother's birthday, while the Empress Dowager did not object.

Listening to Zhao Ji's brows and whispering for a long time, Wang Yang also realized that although Zhao Xu could not decide on the victory or defeat with that old lady Gao Taotao, Gao Taotao had already learned that the growing emperor was no longer the little brat who had only been timid in the past.

"Brother Jiu was finally tough. He arrived at my mansion last night and kept talking excitedly. He also gave me a special explanation and asked me to come over to thank his husband for his advice. If it weren't for his husband, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to swallow his breath, and he wouldn't be able to vomit, but he wouldn't be able to..."

Wang Yang laughed and waved his hand modestly, "I'm just a fool. If you want to come up with a fool, it's my honor to have something to do. Your Majesty can be very happy. This is naturally good. Anyway, I think an old woman like the Empress Dowager... Well, that's the old man, who is so old, there's no need to continue to do the government like this."

"Yes, my ninth brother is already so old, but the Empress Dowager still treats my ninth brother as a child. He wants to take care of everything and everything. Even the palace maids around my ninth brother were assigned by her..." The little prince's reputation was indeed not a big deal, and he directly gave birth to a bunch of palace gossip.

The old driver Wang, who has always claimed to be a non-professional paparazzi member, had his eyes lit up and he wanted to take notes. Unfortunately, Zhao Ji was right in front of him. Besides, private banning of the Chinese lyrics is definitely a serious crime, so such a secret is still kept in his mind.

At worst, I can write a secret of xx in the future, use it to write down these gossips I heard in the form of novels, and at least I have to enrich the poor spiritual life of the people of the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Ji also told Wang Yang that the birthday of Concubine Zhu De, the emperor's mother, was five days later. He hoped that Wang Yang would quickly gather people to rehearse and make this birthday celebration performance vigorously. He must make Concubine Zhu De happy and smile happily and live up to the emperor's expectations.

Of course, Wang Yang, an entertainment expert in the Song Dynasty, patted his chest and promised that Concubine Zhu De would enjoy and appreciate this beautiful performance and live up to His Majesty's love.

After rushing over to share gossip with Old Driver Wang, the awesome little prince decided to go home to sleep, while Wang Yang fell into deep thought. What happened to be done in five days?

"Brother Wang, why are you showing off your bare shirtless?" At this time, a soft, sweet and greasy voice came over. Needless to say, the spider spirit Liu Moumou got out of the hole again.

"Don't bother me, I'm worried now... Oh, it's not easy to do it, it's not easy to do it." Wang Yang sighed without looking back, and quickly pulled the outer cover of his body so that the woman's eyes were like a blood-sucking worm, without blinking.
Chapter completed!