"The old minister is not afraid!"

In the court, Changsun Wuji looked calm and was not afraid of those attacks at all.

Uncle, you are even better than me!

Li Zhi just put himself in his shoes and thought about it, and knew that he could not withstand an attack of this scale.

What does this mean?

My uncle is righteous?

No, this only shows that the power behind my uncle is strong.

but……

To stab the hornet's nest for the number of people in the family... Uncle, do you think I am a fool?

If you do not have any major interests, it is not responsibility, but stupidity.

What does my uncle want to do?

Li Zhi was thinking.

Everyone dispersed later, and Changsun Wuji stayed.

He glanced at Wang Zhongliang.

Wang Zhongliang was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, what do you think I'm doing?

Changsun Wuji's eyelids jumped and he coughed dryly.

Wang Zhongliang still puzzled.

This stupid guy.

Changsun Wuji said, "I have something to say to Your Majesty, so go out."

The people around the emperor were so stupid, and it is conceivable that the emperor's IQ was not much higher.

Changsun Wuji looked at Wang Zhongliang with a smile and looked at Li Zhi.

Li Zhi nodded.

After Wang Zhongliang left, Changsun Wuji stepped forward, with a sharp look in his eyes, "When you were the prince, those brothers fought for power and profit, and ignored brotherly mercy for this position. Now that you ascended the throne, what will they do? Will they lie dormant for a long time?"

Li Zhimuran.

Changsun Wuji sighed and said, "Zhi Nu, if anyone who has fought for this position, his heart will never be calm in his life. If he has the opportunity, he will plot..."

Li Zhi sighed: "Actually... I forgot all those."

The nephew's heart was soft again, and Changsun Wuji frowned and said, "The King of Wei Li Tai is the most insidious. If it weren't for him, how could the prince be so incompetent? The old minister wants..."

Li Zhi looked at it and saw Changsun Wuji squint his eyes, a fierce light shining out, and then waved his hand...

Li Zhi's face turned pale, "No! The King of Wei is my brother after all, so this is not possible!"

"Phizi Nu!" Changsun Wuji was furious and took a step closer. "You have read countless books, and the late emperor also brought you by your side to teach... Look at what the soft-hearted emperors in history books ended up? How many of them have a good end? Remember... the emperor is ruthless!"

The emperor is ruthless!

Li Zhi covered his face, "Uncle...this matter...this matter must not be done!"

Changsun Wuji stamped his feet, "How can you accomplish something with such indecisiveness? The King of Wei said that he killed his son and passed the throne to you, and this was a murderous intent on you. Anyone who involves this position will not see blood...what is that emperor!"

Li Zhi took a deep breath, with a firm look in his eyes, "Uncle, the King of Wei is my brother, don't move!"

Changsun Wuji looked at him and sighed when he saw that his expression was still firm.

“Pediatric!”

Li Zhi looked at him leaving the hall and his expression gradually calmed down.

There was a person behind him, Shen Qiu.

"Your Majesty, Changsun Wuji has no ill intentions."

Li Zhi nodded slightly, and Shen Qiu disappeared behind him.

Changsun Wuji returned to the duty room and called Zheng Yuandonglai.

"I've met my husband."

When Zheng Yuandong saw Changsun Wuji smiling, he asked intriguedly: "Honeyone has encountered a happy event?"

"It's a happy event." Changsun Wuji smiled, and then changed his mind. "While the ruthless emperor can make the country prosperous, the ministers are as if they are walking on thin ice, fearing that they will become the emperor's sword ghost. The emperor is kind... the ministers can also let go, okay!"

Zheng Yuandong smiled and said, "The emperor is ruthless, and the ministers are afraid that the court will be in danger."

Changsun Wuji nodded, "Tell them that Chu Suiliang has been punished enough, submit a memorial and ask him to come back."

Zheng Yuandong agreed.

When he went out, Changsun Wuji took a sip with a teacup, then hummed with a smile, which turned out to be a rare relaxed look in recent years.

...

Aunt Wang is about to give birth.

When Jia Ping'an returned home, he saw Yang Deli squatting outside his home in a daze.

"Ping An, I have a daughter."

"It's good." It's good to have a son or a daughter, as many people in later generations say so.

"Don't worry, cousin, just continue to have a child in the future."

There is no pension insurance, no medical insurance, and no telephone number these days. If there is no son, the married daughter is really the same as the water splashed out.

Therefore, in order to have a place to support you, you must have a son.

Yang Deli shook his head, "I'm not worried about this, I'm just a little panicked."

"What are you panic?" Jia Ping'an felt that his cousin was a father for the first time, so he was too excited.

Yang Deli said: "The child looks wrinkled and ugly. Ping An, I am worried that she won't get married in the future..."

Jia Ping'an smiled, "That's what a newborn child is like, and he will become white and tender in a while."

"really?"

Yang Deli's eyes lit up.

"It really can't be true anymore." Jia Ping'an was actually a little guilty. Aunt Wang's skin inherited from Wang Xueyou's darkness, and his cousin was not white either. If this daughter inherited from these...

Yang Deli immediately went to see his daughter in high spirits. He picked up the cradle and couldn't even look at it. "The eldest lady looks pretty."

Zhao Xianhui came to take care of her and said in surprise when she heard this: "I said before that the child was like this when he was born. Why are you muttering about it so ugly? Now why do you figure it out again?"

Yang Deli said for granted: "Pingan said it's good to have some time."

It’s nonsense to share my mother’s words, and it’s an imperial edict?

Zhao Xianhui was so angry that she wanted to kick him.

"Wuyang Bo is here."

Many relatives from the Wang family came. When someone saw Jia Ping'an coming in, he stood up to greet him with some restraint.

This young man named Wu Yangbo is reportedly a great scholar. They feel that they are not from the same world as them.

Jia Ping'an took out the gift.

"Is this Yu Ruyi?"

Someone exclaimed.

Yang Deli rubbed his hands and said, "What are you giving this? Why don't you send a hundred birds to pay homage to the phoenix?"

This stupid cousin.

But the same is true for Zhao Xianhui.

This shows that everyone has the intention of climbing the dragon and seizing the phoenix.

A relative of the Wang family said, "Wu Yang will definitely be the prime minister in the future. If he is effective, he will not be able to enter the palace!"

Go to the palace to serve the emperor, give birth to a son and be named king...

If this woman is like this throughout her life, wouldn’t she be perfect?

Jia Ping'an said, "Show me the child."

He took the cradle, looked at the little niece, and said, "The eldest lady looks like a blessing, and she will have a good life."

This is the meaning of his gift.

What is the better than peace and joy than glory and wealth.

He said goodbye and went back, and a group of women behind him were silent.

"Ruyi? This sign is good." Jacky Wong came with Wang Dahui and said with his beard: "Pingan means... He hopes that the eldest lady can be safe and happy in the future, and everything goes well, but don't ask for anything wealth. Wealth is something! It's hard to ask for. Once you ask for it, you will bow your head, and you won't be happy when you bow your head."

The birth of the niece brought new happiness and troubles to Jia Ping'an.
To be continued...