Chapter 188: The Empress is Losing Her Composure! Chen Mo, Surrounded on All Sides!

As soon as these words were spoken, it was as if a stone had stirred up a thousand ripples, and the lecture hall instantly became boisterous.

"Famine has struck Yunfu Province repeatedly, with corpses littering the fields and nine out of ten households in many villages left empty; have you ever gone to the North to take a look?"

"The disaster relief grain was delayed for a full three months, and in the end, it was still just chaff mixed with Guanyin clay!"

"The year before last, the imperial court conscripted tens of thousands of laborers to dredge the canal, yet the Qingzhou Transport Commissioner embezzled thirty percent of the grain; do you mean to tell me you didn't know about this?"

"I hope so; I am truly worried about him, and I hope he can move past this soon," Lin Ling said with concern.

But the matter did not end there; if that leader found out this scene hadn't been cut, he would think Chen Guoxing and the others were fooling him, and as soon as he spoke up, the film might be banned while still in theaters.

Xiao Xi had once had someone test it; if he didn't use true qi to protect his body, his attack power could even directly finish off a cultivator at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

The clothes had to be Armani, because this brand was loud enough and known by enough people; only then could he earn more power of jealousy.

After the spider robot was destroyed, a roar of engines came from afar, and Luo Fei rushed over at this moment.

A stream of spiritual power suddenly supported the ancient book, and then, very, very slowly, pulled it out from Shen Ci's hands.

This was a sixty-story skyscraper currently being built by the Sun family, which would also be one of the top five super-skyscrapers in Baihua City, with a total value reaching over several billion; it was the most important link in the Sun family's ten-year plan.

His burning eyes, even in the lightless night, made Liu Yuanyuan feel the thick, inseparable affection within them.

Fang Yuan saw that Huang Shixian had already reached the first floor; she did not want to go to the VIP room with the manager, but looking at the disheveled Huo Mingying, she could not just abandon her.

And this was a habit formed from sleeping with this older brother for so long, a habit of sharing a bed for ten years.

"Hmph, what could you possibly teach her?" Cen Su asked with her chin raised, looking somewhat haughty and precious; was cooking not the only thing Duanmu Panyan excelled at? Could she really only teach Guan Suixi how to cook?

This couldn't keep being said like this. The audience would get tired. When Zhang Tie was called onto the stage again, Zhang Tie told a classic story about serving a prostitute.

A militant reached out to shake hands briefly with a Western white man, then exchanged a few words, and everyone jumped onto the rail car to head deep into the mine.

"Officer, our young lady is inside; could you please make an exception?" the carriage driver said to the soldier wearing armor with a chuckle.

"It's just that my father is too ambitious and refuses to lower himself," Suixi understood Guan Yanbo's personality all too well.

Of course, she knew the manager of this restaurant was no ordinary person; she had never seen Manager Mu be so attentive to anyone.

"What kind of price would make him turn into this ghostly state?" Qin Yuan's heart was too kind.

Originally, the final interview was the deciding round, and the assistant would be finalized after it ended, but in this situation, should there be an extra round?

The door was left ajar, and the conversation inside came out somewhat unclearly, but Gu Xi still heard some of it.

Dai Shufen and the others were incredibly nervous; their stomachs, which had just been feeling uncomfortable, were now cramping from the tension.

Sitting opposite, Bai Chuanya was leisurely biting into a Pocky stick, the end coated in chocolate sauce being continuously pushed into her mouth by her fingers.

After reading a portion of the comments that were not optimistic about him, Lu Ming felt that those arguments all seemed somewhat familiar.

He floated in the pitch-black sea of consciousness, with a dim golden bead flying and circling around him.

Before the game, although the Knicks had previously suffered two consecutive losses, after Lu Ming's return, they had won two in a row, and their form was excellent.

Seeing Xu Yan standing there without a word, Brother Hao let out a sudden cold laugh and gestured to his subordinates again.

The reason they came here was not to investigate the mysterious person Sai Luo spoke of, but to treat it as a vacation. It wasn't that they didn't want to investigate, but the problem was they didn't know where to start, so they thought they would just come here.