My bad words were heard by all the civil and military officials in the court

Pingqing Hou immediately stood up with his fists clasped.

The prince had no objection to Master Tongshan's recommendation and directly gave the task to Marquis Pingqing.

As soon as the court decided on the candidate, Emperor Jingming became worried:

"If the Huang family really did something evil, considering that they dared to do so in such a high-profile manner in Jianghe City and angered the people, I think the officials who came to investigate the court would have already prepared a countermeasure and a resistance force."

"If the imperial court acts rashly, it may fall into their trap."

The prince was stunned and looked at Master Tongshan who had a calm expression.

My heart was tense, but when I thought of my uncle's abilities, it suddenly calmed down.

Since my uncle asked Marquis Pingqing to go, he must have his reasons and confidence.

Soon he understood where the reason and confidence came from.

Ye Xingxin: "A trap? Not necessarily."

Zhang Liang's eyes rolled and he asked quickly, "What do you think, Big Duck?"

Ye Xingxin held up his chin and said, "I just think the Huang family's choice of the next head of the family is quite good, Huang Chao, Huang Chao."

"What a coincidence. I had a dream before that this Huang Chao was forced out by the aristocratic families under the ancient feudal system. He was an executioner who specialized in slaughtering aristocratic families."

"The current head of the Huang family is the same. He dares to give his son any name. Isn't he afraid that his son will suddenly go crazy and kill his entire clan?"

"Tsk tsk, the streets are full of nobles and officials. This shocking scene is the masterpiece of Mr. Huang."

Ye Shengxin spoke with great interest, as if he had already seen the scene of Huang Chao picking up the butcher knife.

In the court, the prince looked at the worried prime minister and smiled: "With Lord Ye as a guarantor, the prime minister may feel relieved?"

Prime Minister Shangguan cupped his hands and said, "Old minister, I feel relieved."

In Qingshan Village, Ye Shengxin smacked his lips and continued, "I wonder if His Majesty is worried about the problem of the aristocratic families hindering the imperial power. If he is worried, the Huang Dynasty will be put to use."

"Just give him some military knives and he'll go crazy..." Ye Shengxin gave a very vicious smile.

This smile appeared on the sky, causing many ministers in the court who were involved with the Huang family, and even the ministers of the aristocratic family itself, to feel a chill all over their bodies.

He even developed a strong desire to kill Ye Shengxin.

"Then I guarantee that those iron-clad aristocratic families will be wiped out..." Jingjing.

"Woooo..."

Ye Xingxin glared at Zhang Liang, who suddenly covered her mouth to stop her from speaking, and pushed him away.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Liang sighed, "Big Duck, this is a matter involving the rich and powerful, and involves many people. To prevent someone from listening, you should say less."

Ye Shengxin wiped his mouth and shut up obediently.

Seeing this, all the ministers in the court, including the crown prince, breathed a sigh of relief.

I really want Ye Shengxin to finish what he is saying, even if the final result is pleasing.

Both she, the owner of the crow's mouth, and the imperial court will have to suffer a lot before they can recover.

The Queen looked at Ye Xingxin's silly look and sighed:

This kid has a good heart, but if his mouth loses its strange ability one day, I'm afraid that nothing will be left of it except for his bones.

Fortunately, the master had foresight and sent Zhang Liang over.

The ministers in the court were all thinking in a turbulent manner, and Master Tongshan looked at their evil intentions one by one, and smiled:

"I have read the fortune for Ms. Ye. Although she is not a very smart person, she has the virtue of a gentleman. She also has a good fate of being blessed with good fortune, good health, and being able to avoid danger and live a long life."

"It is God's will, and nothing can change it."

The minister who had evil intentions: ...Master is warning them and the families behind them not to defy God's will.

Pingqing Hou smiled cheerfully: "Sir Ye's fate makes me want to meet those traitors who created trouble for her but returned empty-handed in the end."

"I think those people will not mind fulfilling my wish."

The prince also looked forward to it: "My Lord, since you said so, I am also thinking about meeting you."

The queen nodded in agreement: "They dared to defy the will of heaven. Their brave deeds must be recorded in the history books and passed down for generations."

The minister who had evil intentions: ...Do you really need to raise the taunt value so high? Is it okay if they don't dare to do it?

After finishing the serious business, Ye Shengxin took out the book "Two or Three Things about Ministers" from his arms.

She turned the pages and pointed to the torn parts.

"Tell me, what was torn off?"

Huang Youwei looked at the title of the book and some of the content in it with a confused look on his face, shaking his head wildly.

"I don't know. This book is not mine."

"You said it wasn't yours after it was searched from you? Do you want to enjoy the ministers' jokes all by yourself so you can laugh secretly under the covers at night?"

Ye Shengxin held the machete against Huang Youwei's neck, looking unhappy.

"Tell the truth, or you'll lose your life."

Huang Youwei was frightened by the cold blade against his neck, and he began to desperately recall his relationship with the book.

After trying for a long time, he couldn't remember anything.

In the end, I could only swear with tears streaming down my face that I had absolutely nothing to do with this book.

Emperor Jingming was puzzled. What was going on?

Zhang Liang, who had something to hide, gave everyone a reliable excuse: "Maybe he lost some of his memory after being hit by the bricks and tiles?"

He turned to Huang Youwei and tried to make him take the blame: "Do you still remember the name of your wife?"

Huang Youwei hesitated. He loved men and often hung out with men.

The unfavored wife whom he had rarely met had been dead for ten years.

He had forgotten what she looked like, so how could he remember her name?

Zhang Liang was informed of this and said regretfully, "It seems that Mayor Huang has indeed lost some of his memory."

Emperor Jingming didn't quite believe it and asked Huang Youwei a few more questions.

Fortunately, Huang Youwei accepted the character given by Zhang Liang and did not reveal his true colors.

Emperor Jingming and others also accepted this fact.

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It rained in both Huangcheng and Qingshan Village in the evening, and the drizzle continued until the next morning.

After breakfast, there was no food left at home.

Ye Shengxin was preparing to take Hao Duanzhuang into the mountains in the rain to catch rabbits according to the original plan, and to get some fruits and wild vegetables to fill their stomachs.

As a result, Cui Fu came and informed Emperor Jingming that he didn't need to go to the fields to dig manure today.

And brought him the job his wife had taken in town.

—A pile of clothes that needed mending.

"If the little duck can't sew, then today's debt repayment will not be counted and will be postponed for another day."

The ministers looked at the cart full of clothes behind Cui Fu, and many of them cursed angrily.

This person is completely exploiting the labor force of their Majesty.

Moreover, even if the emperor had lost his memory, how could he, a grown man who had never learned needlework, sew?

It’s simply making things difficult for people!

Prime Minister Shangguan was anxious: Your Majesty, you must not agree to it. As an emperor, it is ok to lose face in front of all the civil and military officials in the court, but you cannot lose it a second time.

The prince looked eagerly and said: Father, you have never mended clothes for me.

The queen looked curious: I wonder how good your Majesty’s needlework is?

If she is capable of doing so, it would be okay for him to cook for her in private and sew a purse for her after he comes back.