The position of Minister of Rites in the imperial court has been vacant in recent years.

Now the emperor, with the request of the emperor's grandson, has promoted Na Tiexuan to the position of doctor of the Ceremony Department of the Ministry of Etiquette. It is obvious that he needs to make great efforts to train him.

Now that we are congratulating Ren Hengtai for his possible promotion to minister in the near future, it is better to say that Ren Hengtai is paving the way for Tie Xuan to take over.

Ren Hengtai couldn't help but look at Zhan Hui, the official minister, who was aside. Seeing that the other party didn't speak, he could only hum.

"No matter what, I can't compare to Zhao Shangshu. He has been in charge of the country's money bag for many years and has always been valued by His Majesty."

You have been the Minister of the Ministry of Finance for so many years, be careful if the old man kicks you out one day, lest the Ministry of Finance becomes your Zhao family's!

The two of them got into a fight for no apparent reason.

Only then did Zhan Hui cough lightly: "You two should watch the show with me."

Seeing that the Minister of Civil Affairs opened his mouth, Zhao Mian and Ren Hengtai looked at each other sadly.

On the other side, Zhu Yunxi looked at the stage in front. He had not heard which song he was singing today.

He walked straight behind the old man sitting in the armchair.

Prince Zhu Biao turned his head silently, looking worriedly at his son whose body was stained with blood and whose elbows and arms were covered with blood that had coagulated.

Zhu Yuanzhang just tilted his head slightly, but his eyes were always looking at the stage in front. It seemed that today's scene was very suitable for him.

He just said silently: "Is everything done?"

Zhu Yunxi bowed and nodded: "As for grandpa, my grandson has already taken care of everything."

Zhu Yuanzhang turned around at this time, glanced at his good grandson with blood on his body, frowned and said: "Did you do it yourself?"

Zhu Yunxi smiled naively: "I just beheaded the thief."

"Counting the hours..." Zhu Yuanzhang murmured in a low voice: "Did you catch up to the... Laoshan Imperial Mansion by the river?"

Zhu Yunxi raised his eyebrows.

"If you go back to grandpa, it's Laoshan Imperial Manor. Five people died in the manor and 19 were injured. My grandson has agreed, and the court will reward you if you come back."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and sighed: "They are all good men of the Ming Dynasty, and they are all good men with strong skills! You can do this, give them a generous reward, and let them live in glory after death!"

Zhu Yunxi was still shocked that the old man knew everything about Yingtian.

Zhu Yuanzhang snorted coldly and said quietly: "The Governor's Mansion is going to be beaten, and the guards are not good. We are still here. If we are gone, will there be thieves breaking into the palace?"

Zhu Yunxi was stunned again, and suddenly felt that the old man had the ability to predict the future. How did the old man know that the palace of the Ming Dynasty would be broken into by thieves in the future?

He nodded repeatedly: "My grandson will do this tomorrow."
Chapter completed!