Yang Tinghe was really unwilling to continue dealing with Ye Chunqiu here at this time. Looking at this pure face like a piece of white paper, he felt very upset, but he had no choice but to greet him with a smile. He said something even his always hypocritical self was disgusting. At this moment, an eunuch hurried over and said, "Ye Shixue, Your Majesty asks Ye Shixue to go to the warm pavilion to see you."

Yang Tinghe immediately felt relieved, wishing Ye Chunqiu, the farther he could go, the better.

Ye Chunqiu looked at Yang Tinghe with regret and said, "Sir Yang, the official..."

"Go." Yang Tinghe maintained a calm expression, looking very relaxed.

"Then, the official said goodbye, come and ask for help." Ye Chunqiu bowed and said goodbye.

Yang Tinghe watched him with a smile. Seeing Ye Chunqiu walking away, he was about to take a step, but for no reason, he suddenly felt that his anger was very tangled, and his mind was dizzy. He actually turned black in front of him. However, he didn't know if it was anger or something else, but he fell to the ground.

"Oh, Mr. Yang fainted. Hurry, hurry up, imperial physician, imperial physician..."

Ye Chunqiu, who had already walked away, didn't know what kind of tragedy Yang Tinghe faced, but... he was in a good mood.

He walked to the warm chalet with brisk steps. As soon as he stepped in, he saw a figure rushing over, grabbing his clothes tightly and shaking: "Chunqiu, you almost killed me, you...you..."

Ye Chunqiu pretended to be silent and said, "Your Majesty, please pay attention to Junyi, what's wrong?"

Very innocent.

Zhu Houzhao was so angry that she vomited blood: "You... you hit someone, but you asked me to clean up the mess. Do you know, I don't know how many headaches will happen in the future..."

Ye Chunqiu immediately tense his face and said with a righteous expression: "I am righteous..."

"What a righteous person!" Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but speak ill of others. Others would be confused by your youth, but Zhu Houzhao had long experienced Ye Chunqiu and said mockingly: "I don't believe it if I beat you to death. You are really stupid. What do you believe in what others say?"

Ye Chunqiu bowed to Zhu Houzhao very seriously and said, "I am really stupid. Whatever others say, I will believe in whatever I want."

Well……

Zhu Houzhao had no words, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so she shook her head in annoyance, then sat back on the imperial seat, took a teacup, took a sip of tea, sighed, and continued: "I thought this candidate would be selected today, but who knew that such a thing would happen again, but I don't know who you are going to recommend again this time, so I just ignored it."

Ye Chunqiu can understand Zhu Houzhao's thoughts very well.

The Grand Secretary of the Cabinet is not something that Zhu Houzhao can make the decision alone. Although he has the right to veto, he has no right to choose, because any Grand Secretary who enters the Cabinet needs to have deep qualifications and be supported by a considerable number of people.

A person without his own team, even if he was forcibly placed in the cabinet by the emperor, would not be able to convince the public, and would only become a decoration in the end. The lessons of the Chenghua Dynasty were not far away. When Concubine Wan was in power, many people were pleased Concubine Wan and were able to enter the cabinet. As a result, these people had no prestige at all, but became a huge joke. Nothing that the emperor had to explain could be done. The little servants dared to be like the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet, and every move of the cabinet was heard as a joke.

It is precisely because of this that the system of Tingtui was strengthened again. The Grand Secretary of the Cabinet who was not recognized by Tingtui could not even find the door of the cabinet.

But the problem is that there are not many qualified people in the court, or those who meet the qualifications and expectations, and the vacancy of the Grand Secretary is indecisive. If this continues, the court must discuss it again and again. Zhu Houzhao can avoid other things, but this kind of thing cannot be avoided. He must come forward. He thinks that he doesn't know how many court discussions he will participate in in the future, so Zhu Houzhao feels annoyed.

Fortunately, he was happy again, and said with a smile on his face: "At first, I was scared to death when I heard Chunqiu beat people. I didn't expect you to be so sloppy, ah... I really made me worry..." He shook his head as if he was a little adult. At this time, he had forgotten how he had done in the past and worried about what he had done in the past, and then said: "However, I will not get involved in these bullshit things in the future. The new army of Zhenguo is the most important. I am still waiting for the report from Zhenguo Mansion."

Ye Chunqiu bowed and said, "I obey the order."

After saying goodbye from Zhu Houzhao, Ye Chunqiu immediately went to Dong Pavilion. Who knew that Dong Pavilion was empty? A little Hanlin came here to pay the price. Ye Chunqiu said strangely: "Where is Mr. Yang?"

The Hanlin reviewer said: "Ye Shixue, Mr. Yang, had a heart attack and fainted. He has been sent to the Imperial Hospital for treatment."

Is Mr. Yang's health so bad? Ye Chunqiu shook his head. As expected, his body is the capital of a fan. If he doesn't have a good body, he will fight with others. Look, this is bad.

However, he still looked concerned and said, "How about now?"

"I've woken up, but I still need conditioning."

Ye Chunqiu nodded with relief: "It's good to wake up, I'll go to the Imperial Hospital to see him later."

After handling several edicts in the East Pavilion, Ye Chunqiu couldn't sit still and explained some official duties to review them, and immediately went to the Imperial Hospital.

The Imperial Hospital has a special ward. When you step into the room full of herbs, you will see Yang Ting lying on the sickbed with a angrily feeling. Ye Chunqiu hurried forward and said worriedly: "Sir Yang, you're still doing well just now, why are you now..."

Yang Tinghe seemed very weak, but he still smiled reluctantly and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just a small matter, a small matter, a cough cough... It's hard for Ye Shixue to come to visit."

Ye Chunqiu greeted him a few words, and when he saw that it was getting late, he said, "Xiaoguan said goodbye. Mr. Yang must pay close attention to his health. It is not yet time for him to eliminate traitors. Mr. Yang still needs to work hard."

Yang Tinghe thrust his face inadvertently, but he still smiled and said, "Okay, okay, go."

Ye Chunqiu walked out, and a short while later, another voice came from the imperial hospital: "Sir Yang is heartbroken again, hurry, hurry..."

Ye Chunqiu couldn't help laughing. Yang Tinghe has always had good psychological qualities, but now, why are he so fragile?

He left the palace and returned home. He saw the door standing in front of the door with his hands in his arms, bent forward slightly, and walked in. A row of male and female slaves in the house stood in a row. When he saw Ye Chunqiu from afar, he saluted and said, "Young Master is back, I will greet you."

Ye Chunqiu was inevitably flattered. What kind of big day is this? Why are the whole mansion like this?
Chapter completed!