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Chapter eight hundred and fifteen: a death sentence

Ye Chunqiu returned to the warm pavilion.

Zhu Houzhao sat calmly, as if thinking about something.

It was rare that he could still think about things, and Ye Chunqiu didn't bother him and waited for a while.

Zhu Houzhao then raised her eyes and said, "How, what did Jiao Fang say?"

Ye Chunqiu said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Jiao said, thank Your Majesty for your grace."

"Fake false!" Zhu Houzhao said disdainfully: "I have seen through him for a long time."

Ye Chunqiu looked deep and said, "My brother is thinking that his disaster is coming, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be anxious. In my opinion, it is better to be careful and prevent me."

Zhu Houzhao smiled and said, "I'm just about to tell you this. Come on, call Liu Jin."

Ye Chunqiu was confused and said in his heart, when did this little emperor have Zhizhu mastered this skill?

Not long after, Liu Jin came carefully. He smiled and bowed to the ground and said, "I have seen Your Majesty."

Zhu Houzhao looked at Liu Jin and said mockingly: "Parent Liu, come and talk to Ye Aiqing, how can Jiao Fang jump over the wall?"

"This old dog!" Liu Jin immediately showed a ferocious look on his face, looking full of hatred: "A few days ago, he went around to visit people. If he didn't talk about others, just talk about me. I did have some friendship with him in the past, and this is also impossible. I am in charge of the rituals and I have to negotiate with the cabinet scholars. I originally met and everyone smiled, but now he is anxious to visit me every now and then. How dare I pay attention to him? I have ordered people from the outside house to block his way. Not only that, he also asked someone to give me a lot of gifts, all of which are generous gifts, and there are chickens.

The pearls as big as eggs, and gold, a box of them. I only look at Your Majesty. How dare I collect them? I sent them all back. Who knows that he still wants to climb up to Zhang Cai, the Minister of Personnel. Zhang Cai ignored him. Your Majesty... Look, look at who this is, what is the use of cramming Buddha for the moment? Usually, he is cunning and doesn't want to be loyal to Your Majesty and share his worries. Now that the matter has been revealed, how can I remedy it? Your Majesty... This is the whereabouts of the Jiao family recently, and it is a secret report from the Jinyiwei. There are many people in the Jiao family, and they have contacted and what they have sent out. They are all recorded one by one..."

After saying that, Liu Jin sent a memorial to Zhu Houzhao's imperial case. Zhu Houzhao picked up the memorial and looked at it. Looking at the dense words inside, he showed contempt in his eyes and said, "Heh... it's really ridiculous..."

Ye Chunqiu stood beside him and saw clearly.

At this time, Liu Jin said again: "Your Majesty, there is another thing. The Portuguese of the Folangji have arrived in Beitongzhou. The cabinet has entrusted the imperial envoy of the Ministry of Rites to welcome him. There are as many as six or seven hundred people, and they are very expensive to eat, drink, defecate, and slaughter. The Ministry of Rites has submitted a memorial to the Ministry of Revenue to allocate money and grain. Mr. Li personally presided over the ministry's discussion and felt that the Ministry of Rites had a little more. He said that this time, foreign countries have traveled thousands of miles to congratulate him. There is a light from his subordinates. He... He wanted His Majesty to take out some silver and money from the treasury..."

When Zhu Houzhao heard this, she was immediately annoyed and said in a bad tone: "I haven't asked them for money yet. They came to make my decision. I'm going to die of poverty. Go back and tell Master Li that there is no money. If you really want me to get the money, I will go to Dongshi to beg for food tomorrow. If he dares to ask for it, I dare to go. Jiao Fang is forced to jump over the wall if he wants it. I... I'm also eager to jump over the wall."

Ye Chunqiu heard speechlessly, and couldn't easily resist the urge to roll his eyes, and coughed, "Your Majesty, Jun Yi."

Zhu Houzhao curled his lips, but calmed down, and then said, "It's okay, I just scared them, so as to avoid them from making any decisions every now and then. Is it easy for me to save some treasury? Just staring at me like this is really a bully."

Ye Chunqiu had nothing to say about this. After Zhu Houzhao sent Liu Jin away, he talked to Zhu Houzhao for a while before saying goodbye.

After strolling back to Dong Pavilion, Yang Tinghe looked at Ye Chunqiu with a smile again and said, "That Jiao Fang must be very disappointed."

Ye Chunqiu felt unhappy when he thought of taking the blame for Yang Tinghe, but then again, even if he yelled with the whole world that Yang Tinghe was behind the scenes, how many people would believe it?

This Grand Secretary of the Dong Pavilion seems to be noble, but he is almost idle and idle. He is often forgotten. Many people may not even be able to remember whether there is such a person. He is like an ascetic monk every day, alone on duty, hiding in the Dong Pavilion, as if isolated from the world.

No one cares about such a person.

Ye Chunqiu said just now: "Your Majesty still does not allow Mr. Jiao to beg for his return."

Yang Tinghe looked clear and nodded, "As expected, Your Majesty will not forgive Jiao Fang."

Immediately, he said seriously: "Jiao Fang is a thief who is a disaster to the country and the people, and the gods are angry. Today, I and Ye Shixue eliminate traitors are in line with the will of heaven. The rioters and traitors are only left to the present day. This is the blessing of the court."

Ye Chunqiu just smiled and bowed, "It is Mr. Yang who is fighting against traitors. How dare the subordinates take responsibility?"

Yang Tinghe's face was as usual, and he smiled and said, "Shi Xue Ye is too modest." So he did not continue to talk about this topic, but said, "I must approve this edict, and Shi Xue Ye will do it yourself."

Seeing that he was free, Ye Chunqiu said, "There is something that the lower official is doing. He is very ashamed, so he said goodbye first."

Yang Tinghe smiled disapprovingly and said, "Go."

Ye Chunqiu came out of the Forbidden City and returned directly to Ye’s mansion.

When he got home, he saw that the yard was in chaos. The old lady Ye was chasing Ye Bai with a stick in the front yard and was about to beat him. Ye Bai was already bruised and swollen. He couldn't stop and could run away. He was afraid that the old lady Ye would chase him too quickly. If he fell, he would be even more guilty. So he knelt on both knees and sobbed: "Dad, my son doesn't dare, so he just enjoys it."

Old Mrs. Ye chased after him and then hit him a few times without any mind. Ye Bai just begs for mercy.

Ye Chunqiu hurriedly stepped forward, supported Old Lady Ye and said, "Big Father, what's wrong with this?"

"This dog thing." Old Mrs. Ye said panting: "What did he do? It's really not a thing. I asked you, the third uncle of the bastard, to come to the capital to let him see the world. What do you think of him? He went to the kiln again to fool around. Chunqiu, you are Hanlin, your father, and now you are also the magistrate. He is waiting for the new dispatch of the Ministry of Personnel. This bastard is fine, making trouble in Ningbo, but he even causes trouble everywhere when he comes here."

Old Mrs. Ye was really angry, and he almost beat his chest and fell to his feet. If Ye Chunqiu hadn't stopped him, the stick in his hand would have been knocked down again.
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