I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

"Your Majesty! I beg to see you!"

Chen Liu shouted from a distance, and Duanmu Yuanchen in the distance was startled and jumped off the swing.

"Damn... cough cough! Chen Liu, you are finally back, and my dear Jiang, long time no see." Duanmu Yuanchen coughed twice and quickly changed his words.

Jiang Yuan bowed with a half-smile: "Your humble servant greets His Majesty!"

Duanmu Yuanchen glanced around cunningly, his pretentious dignity instantly vanishing. "Alright, alright, Mr. Zhou isn't here, let's stop pretending. Old Jiang, you two, come here quickly, my head is killing me."

As they talked, they walked to a pavilion together. Duanmu Yuanchen waved his hand and asked the palace maid to bring tea.

"Old Jiang, you have to find a way to kill Ning Zhiyuan for me. Damn it! He must be killed for me!" Duanmu Yuanchen said hatefully.

Jiang Yuan's hand holding the tea stopped in mid-air. "Kill him? Didn't you say you'd just let me clean it up and it would be over?"

"It's different now. That was some time ago, but these past few days, this bastard has simply ignored me. He must be killed!" Duanmu Yuanchen slapped the table and said with an unhappy face:

"These past few days, that guy has been relying on his status as Empress Dowager Ning's brother and Yuanji's uncle to refuse to kneel at the morning court."

"What? This bastard actually dares to be so arrogant!" Chen Liu's eyes turned red instantly.

In the past, during the time of Duanmu Xiongtu, Ning Zhiyuan would never have dared to be so presumptuous. It has only been a short time since Duanmu Xiongtu's death, and this guy has already given up pretending.

"Moreover, I have just ascended the throne and wanted to bring some blessings to the people of the world, but this guy has pulled a group of officials, big and small, to oppose me everywhere." Duanmu Yuanchen spoke again.

Jiang Yuan rubbed the teacup with one hand and said calmly, "So, that old bastard Yang Cheng and that Grand Marshal Lu Fang haven't made any moves?"

Duanmu Yuanchen was somewhat discouraged. "There's nothing we can do. Although they are the ministers appointed by our father to take care of the young emperor, they are also afraid that the Ning family will take power in the future, so they dare not openly oppose the Ning family."

"Mr. Zhou has helped rebuke Ning Zhiyuan many times, but Mr. Zhou is ultimately just a nominal position and is of no use at all."

Chen Liu was getting anxious and asked quickly, "What about those people His Majesty summoned into the palace? Didn't Ding Yi, Sun Liangce, and the others offer any advice?"

Duanmu Yuanchen shook his head: "It came out, but it's useless. Ning Zhiyuan is extremely shameless and has a sharp tongue."

"Where is Wu De? He is a guy who can be listed on the roster alongside Lao Jiang. There is nothing he can do, right?" The people of Chenliu refused to give up.

Duanmu Xiongtu had two lists, leaving hundreds of people for Duanmu Yuanchen. Could it be that he couldn't even deal with Ning Zhiyuan?

Duanmu Yuanchen sighed helplessly: "Wu De did come up with an idea, but his ideas were either to sneak up on me or to kill my brother in the harem."

"But the historian is standing right behind me. Do you think I dare to use this idea?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up. This Wu De is really something.

Being able to think of killing Duanmu Yuanji directly is already solving the problem from the root.

"Your Majesty, I think Wu De is right. All of this is caused by Duanmu Yuanji's existence. If it weren't for him, would the Ning family still have the courage and confidence to oppose you?"

"Killing him directly is the most fundamental way to solve the problem once and for all."

Duanmu Yuanchen's expression changed for a while, but he finally shook his head: "No, he is my own brother. If I kill him, how will the world look at me?"

"Old Jiang, you don't need to worry about Yuanji's affairs now. You just need to find a way to kill Ning Zhiyuan and make his subordinates behave themselves."

"Okay, I'll try, but I can't guarantee success." Jiang Yuan said, picking up the teacup and drinking it all.

Duanmu Yuanchen said the same thing: "Okay, then tomorrow morning during the court session, you will go to the palace with Chen Liu."

Jiang Yuan nodded, stood up, and followed Chen Liu out of the palace. In the carriage, Jiang Yuan was the first to speak: "Chen Liu, I'm here now. Aren't you going to tell me the news about my father first?"

Chen Liu waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I've already planted someone there. Your father has lived a comfortable life these past few years, and he hasn't suffered any grievances. Don't worry."

"But we still need to discuss the matter of rescuing people. After all, the Yang family is currently on our side, so we can't rescue people openly. We still need to make long-term plans."

Jiang Yuan thought about it and it made sense. Jiang Qiao had been imprisoned for more than ten years, so a little more time was not a big deal. Besides, Chenliu had already sent people in, so Jiang Qiao should not be allowed to suffer.

After the group entered the East Factory, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but glance at Chen Liu's room. The things in this room were no exaggeration to describe them as mountains of gold and silver. He took a small amount as a reward, and sold a total of hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.

Li Hu was quite smart and made an OK gesture towards Jiang Yuan.

The next morning, before dawn, Jiang Yuan was dragged up by Chen Liu.

"Brother, what are you doing? It's only this time and the roosters haven't crowed yet!" Jiang Yuan rubbed his eyes in dissatisfaction.

Chen Liu angrily threw the hastily made official uniform to Jiang Yuan and said, "Stop talking nonsense. It's almost the morning hour. The morning court will start in half an hour. Hurry and get dressed."

"Fuck! This is even earlier than eight in the morning." Jiang Yuan complained and slowly stretched out his hands. The maids on both sides immediately put clothes on him.

After a moment, Jiang Yuan finished dressing, picked up his hat, turned around and walked out of the room.

"Get in the carriage." Chen Liu said lightly. As soon as Jiang Yuan climbed onto the carriage, Chen Liu casually threw a small jar to Jiang Yuan.

"There are ginseng slices inside. Just put them in your mouth."

Jiang Yuan shook his head helplessly. This was simply torture, but there was no other way. Before the morning court, officials generally did not eat and tried to drink as little water as possible.

Otherwise, if the emperor is speaking excitedly and you say, "Your Majesty, I want to take a shit," wouldn't that be asking for a beating?

But among the officials, there are bound to be some old, weak, sick and disabled ones. If they fainted in the hall due to not having eaten, it would not be a good thing. So I don’t know who came up with this idea of ​​holding ginseng slices in the mouth.

As the carriage started to move away from the East Factory and came to the main road, it would occasionally meet some carriages, but no one dared to lift the curtain and greet Chen Liu.

"Old Chen, you are such a bad person. Look at others calling their friends, and then look at yourself." Jiang Yuan shook his head and sighed.

"What I do every day is killing people. Who is crazy enough to greet me?" Chen Liu didn't care at all.

After swaying along for a stick of incense, the carriage finally stopped at the palace gate. The two got off and saw a row of carriages heading straight in front.

"This bastard is so shameless!" Chen Liu growled angrily.

Jiang Yuan looked at the carriage in front of him with a faint gaze. This should be Ning Zhiyuan's carriage.

This is really the case that if God wants to destroy someone, he will first make him crazy.