Playing bad and eating melons: The whole court is laughing? No, no

In the Lanyue Pavilion.

Jiang Yueyang looked at the two sets of crimson official uniforms, tablets, official seals, fish tokens and other things on the table, without moving.

After a long time, she reached out and picked up a folder.

"Xiangling, grind the ink."

When Li Fuquan walked into the Jiang family with the imperial edict, all the civil and military officials knew that Emperor Yuan had issued an edict to grant Jiang Yueyang an official position.

Ever since they heard Jiang Yueyang's thoughts, they knew that they could not stop Emperor Yuan from granting him the official position no matter what.

With such a huge killing weapon, if they were Emperor Yuan, they would also keep the person in the court.

But this is not a good thing for them.

The one who suffers today is Lord Wu, and they may be the ones who suffer tomorrow.

But they are reluctant to give up their current high positions and generous salaries.

Besides, resigning now would make one feel guilty.

Therefore, most people were hoping for the best and thought that Jiang Yueyang couldn't possibly know everything.

A small number of people wanted to get rid of Jiang Yueyang, the hidden danger.

***

Zhang Mansion.

Cui Yuan led his men into Zhang's mansion and ordered them to guard the front and back doors, not allowing anyone to leave.

Zhang Yuanwai, who was reading the account book in his study, heard the soldiers coming to the door and said to himself, "What is coming has finally come."

He put down the account book and walked out. Seeing that the person who came was an official from the Dali Temple, he became more certain.

Cui Yuan was the first to state his purpose. "Mr. Zhang, we have evidence that proves you are involved in Mr. Zhang's case sixteen years ago, as well as Mrs. Zhang's fall from a cliff. Please come with us."

Mr. Zhang did not resist or defend himself, but calmly followed Cui Yuan back to the Dali Temple.

When Qin Shi heard that Cui Yuan had captured the man, he immediately interrogated Zhang Yuanwai.

He stared at Mr. Zhang, who had a burn scar on his face, and asked, "Should I call you Zhang Minghe or Zhang Hong?"

"Zhang Minghe? I haven't heard anyone call me by that name for a long time. To be honest, I miss it quite a bit."

"So, you admit that you are Zhang Minghe who died that year?"

Zhang Minghe smiled sadly, "Since you've captured me, why bother asking me any more questions? I've been waiting for you, but I didn't expect it would take so many years. I admit that I killed the man and that I planned the fall."

He has been living a very difficult life these years.

Every time he woke up in the middle of the night, he would dream that his parents asked him why he killed his own brother.

He wanted to be free from the pain, but he didn't have the courage to face death, so he could only endure it day by day.

Qin Shi pursed his lips. He really didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

At dawn the next day, Jiang Yueyang still had trouble getting out of bed. Xiangling called her several times before she reluctantly got up to wash.

"Why do we have to hold court so early? Can't it be set at nine in the morning? If it really doesn't work, eight in the morning will be fine!" Jiang Yueyang muttered in annoyance.

Xiangling couldn't understand Jiang Yueyang's troubles. In her opinion, being an official was a very good thing.

In her mother's words, it was like smoke coming out of the ancestral grave.

But the girl in my family was very resistant, as if becoming an official would cost her life.

As Xiangling dressed her in her official uniform, she asked, puzzled, "Young lady, why don't you want to be an official? Many people want to be one but can't."

"Because work is tiring, I just want to be a freeloader. Besides, in the court, there are intrigues and deceptions, and the emperor's mind is hard to predict. If you are not careful, it will be a disaster."

Xiangling nodded, not quite understanding. "What should we do then? Miss, you are an official now."

"How about I suggest that His Majesty postpone the court session?"

If you go to work at nine in the morning and slack off for two or three hours, it is not impossible to go to this class.

Waking up early is really hard.

Xiangling blinked her eyes. Even though she had never been to school, she knew that the girl was just daydreaming. How could the court time be changed so easily?

"What do you think?" Jiang Yueyang asked again.

Xiangling shook her head frantically, "Miss, I don't think it's very good."

Jiang Yueyang couldn't get the answer she wanted, so she asked the system again, "Xiaogua, what's your opinion?"

The system replied simply: [Host, you can give it a try. Your Majesty is not a tyrant who kills people at the slightest disagreement.]

Jiang Yueyang was satisfied. "Then I need to think carefully about how to say it so that His Majesty will agree."

Xiangling wanted to say something but stopped herself. She felt that the boy was too unreliable. How could he let a girl do that kind of thing?

If Your Majesty gets angry, your life will be in danger!

Although she thought so in her heart, she didn't say anything in the end.

She just tied the belt for Jiang Yueyang and fixed her hair to say that it was done.

Jiang Yueyang picked up his official hat and tablet and walked out with Xiangling. On the way, he met Minister Jiang who came out of her mother's yard with a food box in his hand.

Minister Jiang nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that his daughter had accepted the idea of ​​attending court.

"Good morning, Dad. Did you sleep well last night?"

Minister Jiang nodded modestly, "Not bad."

"Is it all right? I'm a fifth-rank editor now. You must be so happy that you can't sleep, right?"

Minister Jiang rolled his eyes and ignored her. Was he so happy that he couldn't sleep?

It was a good thing he wasn't so frightened that he couldn't sleep.

Jiang Yueyang looked at Minister Jiang's back as he walked away, feeling somewhat disappointed. She had thought her father would be very happy.

The father and daughter rode in the same carriage, and Qingzhi served as their driver.

The two of them still had breakfast in the carriage. Jiang Yueyang felt that this was not good for their stomachs.

Don't be too uncomfortable with stomach pain.

While eating, she was thinking about how to persuade Emperor Yuan to postpone his court session, and she didn't realize that she had snatched several snacks from her father in a row.