Who knows, family members? The system was intercepted by the First Emperor.

Chapter 539 Zhao Gao’s Four Sins

It wasn't until the sky started to light up that Zhao Gao thought that he would have to go to court today.

"You stay here, I..."

As soon as Zhao Gao spoke, before he could finish speaking, he heard his daughter's screams in the room getting even louder.

Zhao Gao trembled, and at the same time some bad memories came to his mind.

Hu Hai couldn't hold back anymore and just opened the door and entered the house.

Leave Zhao Gao where he is.

Zhao Gao can neither leave nor stay, nor can he go in.

Fortunately, no one came out and said anything for a long time, so Zhao Gao felt relieved.

At the same time, I was still thinking about going to court and going back home to freshen up and get memorials.

At the same time, I am still worried about my daughter and don’t know what her condition is like.

"You go back to the house and get my official uniform. And the memorial on the desk in my room."

Zhao Gao sighed and looked at the guard behind him. Thinking that he was illiterate, he emphasized.

"Red."

Zhao Gao never trusted people who were literate, so it was better to be illiterate.

After giving the instructions, he looked at the sky, and it was already bright.

He was quickly taken to wash up and wait to change into his official uniform.

"Old Mrs. Zhao, Madam has given birth! She has given birth!"

While Zhao Gao was still washing his face, the sound of good news came from outside.

He quickly touched it and went out: "Giving birth!? Boy or girl?"

"Girl is born!"

The grandma outside said happily: "Old Master, I said that in the future, the second child will follow the Zhao family and inherit the incense of the old master."

Mammy watched Zhao Rongrong grow up, taking care of her all the way and accompanying her to marry Hu Hai.

The young couple had already discussed that the first child would follow the Zhao family, and the second child, regardless of gender, would follow the Zhao family.

Zhao Gao was extremely shocked because Rongrong was adopted.

It's not like no one said in front of Rongrong that he had taken Rongrong away, which made Rongrong's biological parents sad.

But Rongrong has always firmly chosen to believe in her father.

During the holidays, Zhao Gao also took her back to his brother's house.

Now, that little person also has a child of his own.

He also knew he was thinking about his father.

Even though the first child has not been born yet, and the second child has not yet arrived, Rongrong has already made up his mind to let the second child inherit his legacy.

"Sir, I've got the official uniform and memorial."

The guards of Zhao Mansion came in and handed over their official uniforms.

Zhao Gao was still immersed in what his mother had just said. He took the official uniform in a daze, glanced at the red memorial, and then went in to change clothes.

When I came out, I quickly went to Rongrong's yard and took a careful look at the little girl at the door of the room.

The good news is that the child is bright red, and Po Wen said that she will definitely be a fair little girl in the future.

The bad news is that Zhao Gao felt that this kid really looked like Hu Hai.

But time no longer allowed him to take a closer look, and it was time to go to court.

Zhao Gao took the memorial from the guard and rode to Afang Palace to prepare to go to court.

Waiting in front of the Zhengyang Palace, Zhao Gao is determined to win.

He will soon show off his talents in the court.

He will definitely shock these people's jaws!

Let them see, Zhao Gao's talent, they can't even catch up with him!

Sometimes hard work is still a little inferior in the face of talent.

The ministers present, more or less, all held memorials in their hands.

It's like going to school and the teacher leaves homework.

It doesn’t matter how much you write, whether you know it, or whether you have to sign in to hand in the homework.

This is the truth among ministers now.

What's more, this is also related to their official career.

Everyone has more or less written a few items in their hands, and some are looking for people to test them before the time comes.

Look at what others have written that you haven't written, and then secretly add it when you come in.

Zhao Gao held the memorial, and the old god stood there, closing his eyes to rest.

The whole body exudes a noble and independent temperament: don't get involved.

Li Jiang came empty-handed and stuck.

She smiled as the ministers looked at her and her hands.

【joke! All the money was taken, and I also provided the general direction. 】

[What's going on, do you still need me for homework later? 】

【We are different~different~】

Zhao Gao glanced at Li Jiang and continued to rest with his eyes closed until he heard the guard order from Zhengyang Palace shouting to go to court.

The ministers followed Li Jiang and the prime minister to Zhengyang Palace.

Not long after I sat down, I heard His Majesty asking all the ministers to hand over the memorial.

Zhao Gao then looked at the memorial in his hand.

Stunned.

His fourth sin is trusting the people around him too much!

Why couldn't he take the time to open it and take a look?

At that time, she only cared about Rongrong giving birth and was immersed in the shock that her second child was a child of the Zhao family.

I didn’t even think of taking a look at the memorial!

Seeing the words "invitation" written on it, Zhao Gao opened it with trembling hands without giving up.

Sure enough... it turned out to be Lip Pu and Yu Yu's wedding invitation.

Why, why didn't he let a literate person get the memorial?

Even if you know two words, can you still not do this?

Watching the ministers hand over the invitations one after another.

Fusu nodded with satisfaction.

Li Jiang watched all the ministers stand up and hand in their homework, and his eyes fell on Zhao Gao.

【How to say? 】

[Is there anyone else who is treated the same as me? 】

[Don’t do homework? 】

After that, the ministers began to express their opinions.

Zhao Gao also stood up and talked a lot, but he couldn't remember some data.

He could only summarize the memorial that he had pondered and calculated over and over again, and then commented on it after removing the data.

But the ministers in the court, even if they put forward few suggestions, they have considered them over and over again.

Fusu looked at who was speaking and read their memorials. Every question and answer was in harmony with the monarch and his ministers.

It's Zhao Gao's turn, so what if Zhao Gao speaks carefully?

There is no memorial, and the data cannot be seen.

When it was Zhang Liang's turn, Zhang Liang wrote all the data and details on the memorial.

Fusu and Zhang Liang were asking and answering questions in the court. After hearing some familiar data, Zhao Gao finally looked squarely at the young prime minister.

But today, he clearly knew that he lost because he was not careful enough and because he failed to take into account many details.

Zhao Gao sat slumped on his chair without saying a word.

Is it too late to make up for the memorial after the court is over?

Of course it was too late.

Everyone discussed it in the court, and you made up for it later.

Who knows if you heard someone else say it in the court and went home to write it, or what?

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, there is still a chance, there is still a chance.

But why do I want to cry so much...

After leaving the court, Zhao Gao took a deep breath, stood up and walked out with the invitation that had been distorted by himself.

It's not like the courtiers didn't notice the presence of the old god Zhao Gao before going to court, looking confident.

But in the end, we also saw the civil and military forces of the entire dynasty, and only Zhao Gao did not submit the memorial.

Of course, Li Jiang was also noticed.

"Yo yo yo~ Doctor Zhao, why didn't you turn in the memorial?"

Li Jiang smiled and said sarcastically: "Didn't you do your homework?"

As he said this, he looked a little strange when he saw what Zhao Gao was holding in his hand: "Why don't you hand it in if you've already written it?"

"Is there something wrong with the data?"