Dressed as a villain eunuch, he was robbed by the world because of his sand sculpture.

The seven apprentices nodded in unison, "Understood, let's go to the market and bring it back now!"

"Go back quickly. If you don't have enough money, go to Lengyun Pavilion to borrow it. I told the emperor to pay it back later."

"Yes, Master."

Seeing Yue Fuling coming over, Lu Yu sighed, "If my son were half as smart as my father-in-law, I would die in peace."

Lu Shen said sadly, "Dad."

Yue Fuling comforted Lu Yu, "Prime Minister, you said that if you become prime minister, your ancestral graves are already smoking. Then our ancestral graves can't keep smoking. Our ancestors are going to make trouble. You are an unparalleled one in the Lu family. It’s great if you can be powerful, just give others a way to survive.”

Lu Shen was the first to agree, "That's right, Eunuch Yue is right."

Lu Yu laughed, "You kid."

Smiling, heartache welled up in his eyes, "He is smart, clear-cut, and has a good temper, but his background is not good, so he was sold into the palace as a eunuch. It's a pity. But fortunately, the current saint knows people and makes good use of them, which can be regarded as a great blessing among misfortunes."

At the same time, the Holy Master, who knows people well and uses them well, is hosting a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in Shuyu Hall.

All the officials gathered together to exchange cups and cups.

It's just that the emperor in dragon robes is sitting in a high position, his eyes are unclear, and his whole body is exuding a cold aura, which makes Sizhu's voice sound a little cautious.

Not to mention the dancer dancing underneath, she didn't dare to take a breath and her movements were stiff.

The old Marquis sighed, "Isn't my birthday very interesting last time? Why is it as boring as before?"

Mrs. Hua Lan agreed, "I wouldn't have come if I had known better. Zhan'er still has unfinished homework."

Jing Zhan and You Huaize were paying no attention to what was going on outside the window. They didn't even look at the pile of delicious food in front of them, and were immersed in their homework.

"Zhan Zhan, hurry up and copy it for me. The emperor said he would check it after the banquet."

"Brother You, you copy this, I wrote it for you, our answers can't be the same."

"Zhan Zhan, you are so kind. I will steal my brother's food to support you from now on."

"Okay Brother You."

The old marquis and his wife looked at each other, and seeing the worry in his wife's eyes, the old marquis patted her hand and said, "Don't worry, if the sky falls, Xiaoyuezi will hold her up."

I originally thought it was an ordinary Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, but in the middle of the banquet, Jun Jing suddenly gave me wine.

"The wine for this Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was prepared by the Ministry of Rites. Wen Shangshu worked hard and someone came to give us the wine."

Jun Jing's eyes were light, as if it was just a sudden move.

Wen Yongchang, the Minister of Rites, hurriedly knelt down and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the wine."

The ritual music was suspended, and the entire audience was silent, all looking at the wine in Wen Yongchang's hand.

Since ancient times, emperors have given wine for no reason, mostly poisonous wine.

Wen Yongchang raised the wine to his lips in fear, gritted his teeth, and drank it.

Jun Jing asked calmly: "How?"

Wen Yongchang's hands were still shaking, and he held the silver wine glass tightly, "This is the finest Luochuan brew."

"Luochuan Brewing." Jun Jing repeated, "Tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I can't even take a sip of osmanthus wine. Does that mean I'm not worthy?"

"Your Majesty, calm down." Wen Yongchang kowtowed violently, "All the osmanthus wine prepared by the Ministry of Rites was sent to the border town, and there was not much left. Originally...we originally prepared osmanthus wine for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, but before that, it was the Ministry of War's responsibility to deliver the wine to the border town. , so some of the sweet-scented osmanthus wine was sent to the Ministry of War in advance. Now that the Ministry of War has no leader, it cannot get back the wine it sent, so it cannot be supplied."

Jun Jing glanced at the officials of the Ministry of War one by one, "The Ministry of War has no leader and no one? Prime Minister, according to the law, who should be responsible for delivering wine?"

Xie Qianlan stood up and said, "Back to the emperor, delivering the wine given by the emperor to the border town is a big deal. Usually the minister is responsible for it himself."

Jun Xian's face turned ugly for a moment.

Xie Qianlan added: "It's just that the Ministry of War is different from other government offices. Last year, the person in charge of this matter was Zhang Xian, the assistant minister. Under Zhang Xian, Liu Xin from the Treasury Department, Zhang You and Wang Xu, the foreign ministers."

Wen Yongchang said: "Your Majesty has found out that I have called these adults several times before, but they all said that they could not handle the matter, so they kept delaying it, and there was nothing I could do. The Ministry of War is an important place, and outsiders dare not enter without permission. "

Liu Xin, Zhang You, and Wang Xu quickly came out of the banquet and knelt down behind Wen Yongchang.

"Your Majesty, Sir Zhang was suddenly arrested. We haven't had time to explain who is in charge of the Ministry of War. We really don't dare to make the decision without authorization." Liu Xin argued.

Zhang You and Wang Xu hurriedly agreed: "Yes, we don't dare to do that either."

Jun Jing walked down the steps, "Oh? What do you mean, sir, are you blaming me for not appointing a new minister earlier, which led to this chaos?"

"I don't dare, I don't dare." Liu Xin kowtowed repeatedly.

"Then Mr. Liu, what do you think went wrong?"

"Yes...yes..." Liu Xin couldn't help but look at Jun Xian. When he met Jun Xian's murderous eyes, he immediately looked back, "Yes, it's my fault. I should have asked the Prime Minister for instructions on this matter. The Prime Minister will definitely make arrangements for what to do."

Xie Qianlan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Liu, you are so complimentary. The Prime Minister personally came to bother me. I only heard that Mr. Liu went out for a hunting trip in the city and only returned yesterday."

Liu Xin's heart almost jumped out of his chest. The huge uneasiness swept over him, making him forget to defend and just kowtow to beg for mercy, "Your Majesty, have mercy on me. I was wrong. I was greedy for the appointment of the minister. Your Majesty, please have mercy! Please have mercy on me!" "

Jun Jing stood in front of Liu Xin and looked down at him, "Since you know your mistake, I should give you a grace."

Liu Xin was ecstatic, "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you..."

Suddenly, his eyes widened, he lowered his head in disbelief, and a fine sword blade pierced his heart.

At the end of the sword blade is a pair of hands with distinct joints, and the veins on the back of the hands are bulging, showing silent anger.

"I will send it to you personally." Jun Jing threw the sword, and the sound was like a death knell. "Zhang You and Wang Xu are escorted to death. We will choose a day to kill you."

Xie Qianlan spoke, and his voice echoed in the Shuyu Palace, "If you don't do anything as an official, you should resign as soon as possible. I, the thousands of people in Fengyi, why worry about not having those who serve the country wholeheartedly?"

Gao Ge led the imperial troops in. Wang Xu had a few drops of blood on his face. In fear, he yelled madly: "I don't want to die, you stupid king! Tyrant! You, a tyrant who kills his father and brother, sooner or later you will be punished by God, and you will be thundered." If you are beaten to death, you will be punished by heaven! Your mother deserves to die early, she deserves it! God, please open your eyes..."

The two of them were dragged out of Shuyu Palace, and the roars gradually faded away.

Liu Xin's body was also dragged away, leaving only blood on the ground, slowly flowing towards the banquet.

Wen Yongchang's face turned pale with fright. Just now, Jun Jing's sword passed over his head and stabbed Liu Xin. The wind brought by the sword energy sent a cold chill over his head.

There was a sticky layer on his back, I don't know if it was the blood splashed on it or the sweat he had produced.

Jun Jing turned his back to everyone and slowly walked up the steps. The place below was as quiet as a tomb.

After walking all the way to the top, Jun Jing poured the wine himself and raised his glass, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival feast, and the whole family is happy. I wish all of you, my dear friends, good flowers and a full moon, and a long life."

Facing the blood on the ground, all the officials raised their glasses and shouted: "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

Amid the shouting, two people ignored it and buried themselves in their homework.

"Zhan Zhan, stop standing. We'll toast you with two glasses of wine. Do you have to copy this book twice? I just wrote it once!"

"Yes, write quickly, Brother You, the party will be over soon."

Killing people can't delay homework.