You rascal, stop right there!

In the Jinluan Palace.

The Emperor of Jiaxing is attending court.

At this moment, there were almost no more reports from the civil and military officials in the court.

However, he was waiting for the "Picture of a Bull Giving Birth" brought from Zhengzhou City, or in other words, he was waiting for an interrogation from Minister Ling.

As a result, Xu Chen and Xu Fenghua, who were responsible for retrieving the paintings, sent a memorial document.

"Lord Xu, where is the painting I asked you to get?"

After Xu Chen submitted the document, he was somewhat hesitant.

He looked around, then at the people in the hall, and suddenly closed his eyes and said, "Lord Ling said that she is pregnant and needs to wait for the birth. The painting will have to be postponed for a few days!"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Jiaxing couldn't help laughing: "Minister Ling is a man, how can he have a child? I am not an ignorant child!"

When these words were spoken, all the officials could not help laughing.

Even a cerebral palsy idiot wouldn't believe such a fallacy.

Then, he opened the memorial with a smile and took a closer look. He found that Ling Shumo had written something in it.

The handwriting was still elegant and handsome, but it made his face look darker and darker.

The meaning of this is probably: Your Majesty, since you know that men cannot give birth to children, why did you draw a picture of a bull giving birth? It is absurd that Xuanli State treats Daying like this and still meets his ridiculous demands!

Emperor Jiaxing became angry. Although he was in the wrong, he still felt that this person's direct pointing out of his fault was really embarrassing for him.

He was about to throw the memorial to the ground, but Li Simeng stopped him with a look.

The emperor curled his lips and looked angry.

He raised his eyes and looked down, and saw that the ministers had begun to whisper because of what had just been said about men giving birth to children.

In his opinion, this was clearly a mockery of him.

"Laugh! What are you laughing at!" Jiaxing couldn't help but throw the memorial on the table.

"Do all of you want to live in the Criminal Court?!" Jiaxing's voice was extremely angry and he was about to explode.

However, the Minister of Revenue Tian Yuan stepped forward:

"Your Majesty, this yin-yang paradox is absurd. Lord Ling's words are just to make you sober! Xuanli has the heart of a tiger and a wolf! Even if we meet their demands this time, what about next time, and the next time?"

His Highness and all the officials were silent for a while.

This Minister Tian is really stubborn.

As expected, Emperor Jiaxing was very dissatisfied with this statement and said directly:

"I can't tell on a normal day that Lord Tian and Minister Ling have such a good relationship. If you like to sober up so much, why don't you go to the prison dungeon to sober up!"

The intimidation in his words is not expressed in words.

All the officials watched helplessly as the Minister of Revenue Tian Yuan was dragged out of the Golden Palace.

Even so, who dares to disobey Your Majesty?

All the officials in the audience fell silent immediately.

Since your majesty came to power.

The Criminal Justice Department has to imprison officials of various ranks every once in a while. If this continues, I’m afraid that even selling official positions will not be enough to keep up with the number of official positions being cut.

"Your Majesty!" Li Simeng stepped forward and bowed.

Emperor Jiaxing's expression softened, and he immediately turned to him:

"According to what old...oh...Prime Minister Li said, what should we do? This Xuanli Envoy is already urging us!"

Li Simeng immediately leaned forward.

His voice was low and threatening, "Lord Ling is a man, there is no way he could be pregnant! This painting is so difficult, in my opinion, he may not be able to do it. That's why he resorted to this last resort."

"Yes, he must be unable to paint this picture, so he made this excuse!" Jiaxing said with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

Li Simeng bowed and said, "Lord Ling has worked very hard for Your Majesty. This must be just a result of his confusion. Please don't offend him."

Emperor Jiaxing quickly turned aside and restored his imperial dignity:

"That won't do. He is the Minister of Rites and has diplomatic responsibilities. In exchange for the stability of the two countries, let alone a painting, even if Xuan Li wants me to hand him over, he has to go!"

"My dear ministers, there is no need to say more!"

"I will immediately order Xuanli Envoy Li Yang and the Criminal Department's Chief of Staff Lin Zi to go and get the painting. If he fails to hand it over, he can be escorted back to the capital to be punished!"

The ministers couldn't help but be shocked.

However, no one dared to object.

……

Prime Minister's House.

Li Simeng returned to his mansion and was about to rest.

At this time, a man who looked like an official came to report to him with two things.

"Mr. Prime Minister, this was sent urgently from Zhengzhou City."

When handing over the item, the man looked at him very seriously and said, "This was submitted by Lord Ling along with the memorial a few days ago. I feel that this matter is of great importance and I need to hand it over to the Prime Minister first."

"From Minister Ling?"

Li Simeng's expression was sharp and his eyes were deep.

So he quickly glanced at the memorial and found it was nothing more than Xuan Li's suggestion to kill the envoys, with nothing new.

Li Simeng threw it aside, then opened the scroll with some boredom.

We want to see what this painting master, who has not painted for five years, has to come up with.

However, when he casually opened it and looked at the picture of the diplomatic mission, his face turned very dark.

Didn't Ling Shumo stop painting for five years? How could he start painting again?

And this painting is really weird.

This is clearly the various trampling, insults, and hunts that Daying has encountered since his mission.

Especially when the six people were fleeing from the mountains, they were in a very miserable state, symbolizing the national grief of Daying. Every detail was heartbreaking.

The figure paintings by Luo Wenqi and Ling Shumo are very impressive. Each figure is painted with different expressions and lifelike, making people feel as if they are in the picture and are filled with indignation.

Even the prime minister, who had given up painting and entered officialdom for many years, was shocked when he saw this painting.

Readers will surely feel that it is outrageous for Xuanli to treat Daying in this way.

If Your Majesty saw this, no matter how hard-hearted he was, he would be moved.

However, Li Simeng felt something was strange in his heart. In his impression, Ling Shumo didn't seem like someone who could paint this kind of picture.

This kind of self-righteous work and the act of painting such an event really resembles the evil spirits that are already trapped in hell.

"Prime Minister..." The people around him saw that he didn't look very good and were a little worried.

"Oh!" Li Simeng twirled his beard, seeming to be thinking about something.

Then, he took the scroll and memorial in his hands and said, "Go down! I will handle it myself."

"Yes!" The man stepped back respectfully.

After a while, the prime minister, who was dressed in official uniform and had a kind face, walked out the door with the things in his hand.

The cook in the kitchen saw her master coming here for the first time.

She couldn't help but kowtow and bow down in fear.

However, she was sent out directly without any further instructions.

In a trance, the cook saw the prime minister, who usually didn't touch the kitchen, actually threw something into the stove.

Amid the raging flames, the scrolls and memorials gradually dissipated.

Li Simeng looked at them, his eyes suddenly turned deep red.

The Prime Minister, who was always calm, gentle, and wise, actually watched them disappear bit by bit with his own eyes...