Jia She, Chief Assistant of the Red Chamber

Zhang Qingshan quietly took a sip of the tea, ignoring the mournful howling.After receiving the news, he immediately checked it out, took the found news and sent it to Dali Temple, and then his mother knew that he had been "deceived" by someone, and then started to work hard again. The bitter history of feeding urine.

"Old man, open your eyes and have a look. I managed to bring up the child, but now the wings are hard and disobedient!" Mrs. Zhang slumped directly on the ground, holding her husband's memorial tablet with her hands, and the corner of her eye Sweeping the son sitting at the top of his house, he felt more and more sad from it.

Isn't it clear now, isn't it just a misunderstanding?

His son was blinded by power!

So many people bullied his old lady, and they didn't know how to help pinch her back. What's the use of asking him to be so smart?Didn't she crawl out of the stomach of a villager who is so clever?

"Our old couple endured being complained by the eldest and second daughter-in-law, and we tried our best to eat and drink for our son all day long. We were busy from morning to night, thinking about this little son!"

"The sky has no eyes, we treat people as treasures..."

The group from Dali Temple just walked outside the door: "..."

Because Zhang Qingshan is a minister after all, Shaoqing, the second-in-command of Dali Temple, came forward to understand some situations, but he never got there first. This old lady is sharper than the rumors!

Breaking through the sky with just the sound!

Bian Shaoqing asked the embarrassed concierge to report, and then gave a warning glance at Song Xueci, who had a well-informed expression.

Because the Ning Mansion theft case is still under investigation, the Eighth Prince has been staying in Dali Temple.However, food and lodging follow Jia Amnesty's master's rules.Yu Shaoqing was afraid that people would be tired from going back and forth, so he said that a room could be arranged in the back office of Dali Temple, but Master Song turned his back on him.

Grand Master Song said that the food in Shuntian Mansion is good, and the magistrate's office in Shuntian Mansion is also comfortable.

Hearing people chattering, Yu Siqing barely caught her breath, and began to miss the solemn and dignified Eighth Highness of the past.

Facing Shangfeng's cold eyes, Song Xueci immediately looked serious.

After a while, Dali Temple and his party were invited in.

Before the two parties had time to greet each other, Mrs. Zhang glanced at the group entering the circle, picked Song Xueci, who was not wearing an official uniform, and rushed over, pointing at Zhang Qingshan who was sitting on top, and at the same time her voice raised, angrily Said: "I want to sue him for being unfilial, my Lord Qingtian!"

Facing the sudden attack, Song Xueci subconsciously dodged it, and then yelled, "Presumptuous!"

As the saying goes, living in the body, nourishing the body, Emperor Taixing loved both civil and military skills. Although the princes of this dynasty began to study at the age of five, the concubines in the harem knew that education should start with babies.Anyone who can speak starts to learn literature, and whoever can walk learns to squat.Even if Concubine Hui didn't have "education for the position", the mother also hopes that her son will be well-rounded in both civil and military affairs, so she follows the crowd.

The eighth prince can be inspected by Emperor Taixing as the second seedling among nearly a group of princes and grandchildren, which shows that he is very powerful.

Even though the eighth prince was tortured once by his second brother, the only child princess, with a story book in the prince's camp, and once by Jia She with "not bad money" when he was serving as a master, but in essence he is still stern and selfless. A reliable prince.

As soon as the prince opened his mouth, even if there were only two words, even if there was makeup on his face at the moment, the majesty had already been integrated into his flesh and blood.

Not to mention that Mrs. Zhang was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, and then began to shrink back timidly. She even began to think about karma and Zhang Qingshan, who was planning to become a monk, also raised eyebrows and looked at Song Xueci who spoke.This emphasizes that the majesty is extraordinary, and I am afraid that he is not an ordinary person.

But it has nothing to do with him now!

Anyway, his only son has been released from high school, and the young couple is living a good life outside. His grandson is also four years old, and according to the family letter, he is quite cute.

He has nothing to worry about now.

It is better to become a monk than to become a monk, even if the last "Ge Lao" achievement is not achieved.

His whole life is like a legend in a storybook. When he was young, he was intelligent, he was the champion, and he had to look back at him three times.Even if he fell to the bottom of the valley, he Zhang Qingshan can still stay low, practice on the frontier, and return to the court.Now, Elder Li Ge is just a step away!

Forget it, forget it, he used to focus on his career all the time, but now he is a loner.

Glancing at Zhang Qingshan, whose face was pale and powerless, and saying sorry, Song Xueci glanced coldly at the old lady Zhang who was starting to tremble now, snorted again, approached, looked down from a high position, and sternly said: "Zhang Sir, don’t you understand the words of the old concubine of the King of Beijing?!”

"Master Zhang's curriculum vitae..." Song Xueci responded to the coughing reminder, turned the tip of his tongue, and said, "The official department is clear, and Dali Temple is not clear now. Ten-year-old boy, thirteen scholar, nineteen high school Champion, you've done everything you can but you didn't hurt Zhong Yong!"

"Youth child prodigy, the local county government is also used as a meritorious education, and there are all kinds of subsidies!" Song Xueci said with a blank expression, "Your Zhang family has sucked Zhang Qingshan's blood since you were ten years old, until now! Don't think you gave birth to him, It’s as good as heaven! Heaven and earth, master and master! The emperor is in front of your mother! Back then, if your son hadn’t apologized and begged, the emperor would have spared your life! Otherwise, how could you survive!”

The old lady Zhang trembled when she heard the words, and her paralyzed figure moved directly to her son, and said with a weak voice, "You...you are talking nonsense...you are not an official!"

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Zhang's eyes thought she was secretly scanning the people around Dali Temple.She has been familiar with official uniforms for many years, and she still knows what clothes an official wears.

He looked at Shaoqing faintly.

Bian Shaoqing remained expressionless.The old lady kicked the iron board.

"I'm not an official?" Song Xueci looked straight at Mrs. Zhang when he heard the words, abruptly interrupting the movement of looking at Bian Shaoqing, his lips twitched as if he was about to cry for grievances, and his voice suddenly increased a few decibels : "This is why you attacked me just now?!"

When these words fell, everyone in the room was shocked.

Zhang Qingshan froze, looked back at Song Xueci, frowned, and then let go.That's right, the eighth prince had been working in Dali Temple before, and rarely participated in the matter of seizing the heir.It is normal for Emperor Taixing to trust him a little bit.

"Tsk tsk, you're quite smart!" Facing the surprised eyes of the room, Song Xueci's voice became lower: "Did you think that this king is not wearing an official uniform, and you can complain about being unfilial to this king, and you can play tricks later?" How can Dali Temple tolerate unreasonable people like you! This king accepts your case!"

"Come here, take Zhang Qingshan to this king! Take him back to Dali Temple!"

After saying this, Bian Shaoqing glanced at the following yamen servants and signaled them to follow the order.

The yamen servants arrested people in a trance.He has lived a long life, and he is actually the real Eighth Prince? ? ?

They even molested the evil god of this temple before!He also went to Shuntian Mansion to have dinner with others!I even asked someone to help bring breakfast from the Shuntianfu cafeteria.Because the food in Shuntian Mansion has been comparable to a restaurant since the Jia Tong judge came!The big pot of rice and the big white steamed buns are extraordinarily fragrant.It is said that the chef and the royal chef are there!

The terrified yamen servant couldn't control the old lady Zhang, so he put on Zhang Qingshan's iron chain neatly and held it with his backhand.

Zhang Qingshan came back to his senses, and the mother who started to turn pale and said no to tell, drooped her eyes, did not resist, and followed the yamen servant.

In the past, he had countless chances to be tougher, but he always thought of the grace of birth, but the result disappointed him time and time again.

It is also good to stay in the prison of Dali Temple, which is said to have no return.

It's another "achievement".

Song Xueci glanced at Zhang Qingshan, who was cooperating, and continued to send "Wang Ye Wei" to the old lady Zhang, "Mr. Zhang disobeyed the king, insulted the royal family, and disregarded the dignity. Send Shun Tianfu to investigate and deal with it!"

The yamen servants heard that they were handcuffed again, and they were ordered to send him to Shuntian Mansion!

Well, Shuncheon Mansion!

After brutally gagging the mother and the child and ordering someone to take them away, Song Xueci looked at Shaoqing and said in a low voice, "Go, let's go to the palace."

Bian Shaoqing nodded numbly.The fierce beast of Dali Temple, following Jia She, became more and more out of tune, and almost took off his clothes.However, it seems that the heart is still in Dali Temple.

That... that's still pretty good.

Half an hour later, Emperor Taixing expressed his puzzlement when he heard about it: "Why did you throw Shuntian Mansion?"

Song Xueci took it for granted: "Zhang Qingshan is an official, so she should return to Dali Temple. The Zhang family is a civilian woman, and she should return to Shuntian Mansion. Why, she still has an imperial order?"

Emperor Taixing: "...you go, you go! Let Xiao Zhang stay in prison for a few days, so he can wake up his mind."

After waving his hand to signal people to leave, Emperor Taixing turned his head and immediately ordered Dai Quan to get the queen's seal and draw up a decree to deprive Mrs. Zhang. If the supervisor's "negligence" and forgetting resulted in the failure to file with the gift-giving department, it should be sent immediately.

As for how Shuntian Mansion will face the Zhang family...

Never mind.

Now, as an emperor, what he is thinking deeply about is the cooperative relationship between the Minister of Officials and the Minister of Rites.

Liu Shilang from the Ministry of Officials wanted Jia She to be his son-in-law, so he had his mind on Mrs. Zhang, and provided him with a chance to meet Jia She. waiter.

Jiang Shilang of the Ministry of Rites is apparently the position of Minister, but it is still being investigated whether he is really stupid or has other secrets.

The other ones involved in the case by the Ministry of Rites also had various reasons, haha.

As for the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, he previously rejected Jia Amnesty as his son-in-law, but he secretly plotted, and the inside story is still being investigated.

But no matter what, my ministers are very powerful!

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Here, Cui Yu, who had just confirmed tomorrow's banquet with Prince Fu, took a deep breath as he looked at an old lady who looked like a rich man and the servants of Dali Temple who ran away after being accused of crimes.

It doesn't matter if you work overtime, as long as you pay enough overtime pay!

As if thinking of the banknote that was right in front of him, Cui Yu, who was a little tired at first, was full of energy and was about to order someone to detain Mrs. Zhang first. Before he could sort out the case, he heard a very familiar voice behind him. call.Looking back, I saw that Jia Amnesty, who had originally asked for leave, was wearing an official uniform, striding forward, and the smile on his brows brightened the court.

"Master Cui, I'm here to sell the leave!" Jia Shelang said in a loud voice: "Master Cui, I will not lose your name!"

"Huh?" Cui Yu blinked. Even though he was a little bit used to Jia She's nonsensical, but at the moment there is no preface, so he really can't figure it out, but when he raised his eyes, he found that Jia She's beautiful peach eyes were full of It was his own figure, he couldn't help being startled, and nodded immediately: "Yeah."