Glory to the ancestors

Yang Jin rolled on the ground, turned directly to Rong Zhen's bedside, put her hands on it and groped for a long time.

Rong Zhen had long since disappeared.

He sat up a little disappointed, his hair was piled on his head like a bird's nest, his eyes stared at Rongzhen's already made bed.

He suddenly lowered his head, half of his body fell on Rongzhen's bed, and took a deep breath with all his strength.

Then he scratched at the sheets randomly, and finally woke up.

He didn't tell anyone outside, and naturally no one came in to serve him.

Unlike the Rong family, the Yang family doesn't have so many master-servant differences. The two parties are in a mutual-help relationship. What the masters can do by themselves rarely bothers others.

That is to say, the little girls from other families would still serve Yang Jin, but if they were from their own, they probably just threw the clothes in their face and went off to do other things.

Thinking with a smile, Yang Jin walked to the mirror in Rong Zhen's room, and started to tie her own hair in front of the mirror.

All the things Rong Zhen used were the best, including this wooden comb that exudes the smell of sandalwood. Yang Jin used the comb to stroke her hair. I feel that Rong Zhen really enjoys it.

Yang Jin pinned the crown on herself, and looked at herself in the mirror a few times before standing up.

He smiled as soon as he opened the door. Osmanthus osmanthus was sitting in the yard, holding a fat cat with white flowers on a black background in her arms. Tong'er stood behind him, carefully touching the cat's whiskers with her fingers.

The cat was not afraid of people at all, and let them toss freely.

"When was this raised?" Yang Jin walked out the door, took a breath of fresh air with her shoulders shaking, walked to the sweet-scented osmanthus, and smiled at Tong'er.

Tong'er immediately lowered her head, and said hesitantly, "Mr. Yang is good."

"Morning," Yang Jin pursed her lips, walked up to Osmanthus osmanthus, and raised her chin, "Where's Rong Zhen?"

Osmanthus was hugging the cat, unable to answer him, so she looked at Tong'er.

Tong'er immediately realized, "The father-in-law has gone to court."

Yang Jin nodded and narrowed her eyes, "Then what time is it?"

"It's time."

"What!?" Yang Jin took a step back in shock, "Aren't I an hour late!?"

Osmanthus osmanthus didn't understand what he meant at first, but suddenly thought that Yang Jin was working in the household department, and couldn't help laughing, no wonder Rong Zhen told herself not to call Yang Jin in the morning, and let him sleep until he woke up naturally.

Yang Jin didn't have time to ask him, so she ran away, waving while running, "Osmanthus osmanthus, see you later!"

Osmanthus osmanthus held up Xiaoqian's paw and waved it towards Yang Jin's back.

Yang Jin was nervous over there, but his father was also very serious here.

Yang Xian kept a straight face the whole time, listening to the governor of Jingzhou report yesterday's casualties to the emperor.

Rong Zhen also listened quietly, and by the way, looked at the governor of Jingzhou. He briefly got to know this person before going to the court. His surname was Su, and he had a single name. Bu Shangshu said that he was hardworking and hardworking, but it might just be that he didn't find a chance for promotion.

Isn't there one in front of you?

After the governor of Jingzhou read the memorial, he handed it to the father-in-law who was accompanying the emperor, and the father-in-law handed the memorial to the emperor, and the emperor read it and handed it to the queen mother behind the bead curtain.

After going through the whole process, Rong Zhen felt that he was tired from standing.

"Mr. Rong, what do you think of this matter?" the queen mother asked aloud.

Rong Zhen took a step forward, "I think Mr. Su's guess is very likely. If there is really a rebellious party deliberately causing trouble in Beijing, it must be thoroughly investigated."

"How to investigate thoroughly?"

"This is what happened in the capital. Of course, it must be handed over to the governor of Jingzhou for investigation."

"Wait a minute," as expected, as long as it was Rong Zhen's proposal, Yang Xian would not agree, "I believe that if this incident is man-made, it must not be regarded as an ordinary incident. I believe that although the Jingzhou government is familiar with the capital, But it’s all about small things and small things, let the Ministry of Criminal Justice do the big things that involve human life.”

"Well," the queen mother pondered for a while, and then asked, "what does the emperor think?"

The little emperor swallowed, and weighed again and again, "I also think it is more appropriate to ask the Ministry of Punishment to investigate."

But his words are not the final decision, the question will still be thrown on the top of Rong Zhen's head in the end, the Queen Mother took a breath, "Mr. Rong, what about you?"

Everyone's eyes focused on Rong Zhen again, and Rong Zhen had no choice but to clear his throat: "I think the prime minister is right."

"Huh?" Yang Xian was ready for the next sentence, but Rong Zhen was stunned when he said such a sentence.

"Then let the Ministry of Punishments be responsible," the Queen Mother ordered, "but the matter of appeasing the hearts of the people must be handed over to the Jingzhou government."

Minister of the Ministry of Punishments and Yin of the Jingzhou Prefecture both received the decree and knelt down.

Rong Zhen lowered his head, and he still had the memorial he was preparing hidden in his sleeve, but this governor of Jingzhou really knows how to do things, and he didn't mention anything about him and Yang Jin yesterday.

But this made Rong Zhen even more suspicious. How much more did he hide?

Rong Zhen didn't think about it, when he was suspicious of others, the two superiors were also suspicious of him at the same time.

Although both mother and son looked at Rong Zhen, the thoughts in their hearts might be very different.

With a "retreat", everyone was finally freed.

Yang Xian seemed unbelievable. Before leaving, he took a few more glances at Rong Zhen. When Rong Zhen found out, he smiled at him and made a gesture of invitation to let him, the teacher, go first.

He is still waiting.

Su Tang's official position is the lowest, so he walks at the back of everyone. This is his first time to go to court. Indeed, he has always dealt with small matters. Li transferred the case file, he has long been used to this kind of life.

He sighed, turned his head to look at the closed main hall gate, thinking that he had finally entered once.

"Master Su," Rong Zhen saw Su Tang approaching, took a step across, and stopped in front of him.

Su Tang was taken aback, and quickly arched his hands to salute Rong Zhen, "Rong Guo..."

"Hey, no need," Rong Zhen held his hand, without waiting for him to continue, "Are you still busy after the court?"

Su Tang had to go back to the Yamen as an errand, he smiled, "It's fine."

"That's good." Rong Zhen also smiled back at him, "I didn't come in a sedan chair today, why don't we walk a few steps together, I know there is a good teahouse on the way."

Su Tang's eyes suddenly lit up.

Rong Zhen is familiar with this look, this kind of look eager for power makes him also excited.