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

In the water and clouds, Jiang Yueyang first asked her brother whether he had told Kong Jijiu about the accusation of plagiarism. After receiving an affirmative answer, she gradually revealed the real purpose of her trip.

She just looked at Jiang Xun with a smile, and first praised his beautiful handwriting and good writing.

Then praise him for his good looks and say he is the best brother in the world...

In short, a lot of flattering words were said.

At first, Jiang Xun listened with great interest, but in the end, the talk became more and more exaggerated, and he felt embarrassed to continue listening.

"Tell me, what do you want to ask me for?" Jiang Xun interrupted her flattery.

Jiang Yueyang said with a smile: "Brother, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked me to restore a collection of poems. You know my level. So can you... do it for me?"

After listening to her request, Jiang Xun did not answer her immediately, but just stared at her intently.

Jiang Yueyang felt a little guilty when he was looked at, his eyes were vague and he remained silent.

After a while, when Jiang Yueyang was about to give up, Jiang Xun sighed.

"Where's the poetry collection?"

Jiang Yueyang was delighted when she heard this, "I'll have Xiangling bring it over later. I know my brother is the best brother in the world."

"Shao Poverty."

Jiang Yueyang chuckled and said that all the credit was his.

Jiang Xun didn't care about any merits or not, he just hoped that his sister would be safe while serving as an official.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back."

"Got it!" Jiang Yueyang made a gesture of receipt.

Jiang Xun shook his head lovingly and watched her skipping away from Shuiyunjian.

The next day, Jiang Yueyang got up early.

When Xiangling came to call her, she was surprised to see that she had already gotten up.

This was the first time her daughter got up without being called.

So, she asked curiously, "Why did you get up so early today?"

"Because there's something interesting to watch today."

Xiangling was confused by what she heard, but she didn't ask any further questions.

After Jiang Yueyang finished her breakfast, she took the snacks and a storybook that Xiangling had packed for her and went out to court.

When Minister Jiang went out, he only saw the taillights of the carriage.

While queuing for inspection, the guard guarding the palace gate flipped through the script Jiang Yueyang brought with him, and looked at her with an intriguing look.

Jiang Yueyang explained guiltily, "This is just an ordinary storybook, not a banned book. Can I bring it in?"

The guard closed the storybook and handed it back to her, "Go in."

"Thank you, big brother guard. I'll bring you some delicious food tomorrow."

Guard: "..."

Officials passing by: Blatant bribery?

Then, just as he started court, Jiang Yueyang was happily impeached.

Moreover, the person who impeached her was the famous Imperial Censor Wei.

Lord Wei impeached her for not doing her job properly, sleeping during working hours, and bringing miscellaneous books into the palace today.

Jiang Yueyang: [Tsk tsk! I've heard from my dad before that the Censor is elusive, often hiding in the shadows to catch people by the hair. I thought my dad was exaggerating, but I didn't expect it to be true.]

[Haha, host, you should be thankful that he doesn't know that you hit him on the head yesterday, otherwise he would have to impeach you for one more crime.]

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueyang secretly glanced at the bump on Lord Wei's forehead. She was wondering who was so reckless as to hit the Imperial Censor.

Unexpectedly, it was she who smashed it.

Yesterday, when Jiang Yueyang threw the note into the Wei Mansion, because the paper ball was too light to throw in, she wrapped a piece of gravel inside.

She secretly patted her chest and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Lord Wei: I’m sorry, I already know.

Emperor Yuan couldn't help but take a look at the bump on Lord Wei's head. It was a bit gloating, I guess.

Wei Qing was as difficult to deal with as the Left Prime Minister. Even if he did something wrong, Wei Qing would still impeach him.

The only difference between the two was that Zuo Xiang cursed in person, while Wei Qing cursed in a memorial.

Emperor Yuan straightened his expression and asked, "Jiang Yueyang, what do you have to say about Lord Wei's impeachment?"

Jiang Yueyang stepped out of the group, bowed, and replied, "Your Majesty, what Lord Wei said is true. But I think it's okay to relax a little after work."

"Master Xiao Jiang, are you relaxing? Are you completely letting yourself go?"

Jiang Yueyang raised her eyebrows slightly. [Little melon, did Lord Wei travel through time? How can he let himself go?]

[…No, he is a native.]

Everyone: "Indigenous" means local? What does "traveled" mean?

Lord Wei, who learned this sentence from a martial arts novel, felt inexplicably guilty.

Emperor Yuan said at the right moment: "My dear minister, what you said is not without reason, but we must choose the time and place to relax."

"Yes, I will definitely not sleep or read miscellaneous books in Wenyuan Pavilion in the future."

I'll go to the library to look!

Emperor Yuan somehow understood her underlying meaning and shook his head helplessly, "In that case, my dear minister, I will punish you with a month's service."

"Yes."

Jiang Yueyang returned to her seat and asked, "Xiaogua, how much is my monthly salary?"

【Five taels of silver.】

So little? It's not even as much as my daily allowance. This class is so boring.

System: [The host earns over 100 taels of pocket money a day, which is incomparable to any other job.]

Civil and military officials secretly gasped. Is the Jiang family so rich?

The censors in the Censorate were wondering if Minister Jiang had enriched himself and accepted bribes?

Minister Jiang really wanted to shut them up. Don’t show off your wealth, understand?

At this moment, he knew with his toes that the censor must have had some wrong ideas, and someone might impeach him soon.

He wanted to explain, but he had no reason to.

Jiang Yueyang said proudly: "It can't be helped. I have a very wealthy mother and grandfather! I can't understand why my father has to make things difficult for himself. Isn't it better to have a free lunch?"

Puff! The Third Prince couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Minister Jiang: Is it my turn to have fun today?