"All ministers, please withdraw from the court."

The corners of Zhu Yunxi's eyes twitched. Seeing the old man's eagerness to return to Qianqing Palace to entertain his grandson, he felt that his old man was really hopeless.

"If you turn around, you have to take back the educational rights of Little Meatball!"

Zhu Yunxi secretly made up his mind, but he felt that it was a life-threatening thing for him to snatch back his stupid little meatball that only knew Aba Aba from the old man.

He shook his head randomly.

Only then did Zhu Yunxi realize that he had been blocked by Zou Xueyu, Xia Yuanji, and Xiao Pang.

He raised his head and saw that the good officials and ministers of the Ming Dynasty were already filing out of the palace.

Zhu Gaochi had a smile on his face: "Dutai said that there is a quite quiet courtyard on the other side of Jubao Mountain. Not to mention the elegance, the tea brewed there is the most sweet and refreshing."

Zhu Yunxi blinked and looked at Xiaopang with a confused look.

When will Xiaopang start to make peace with others?

Moreover, Xia Yuanji, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, usually concentrates on the Ming Dynasty money bag. He spends day and night thinking about how to make the gold in the Taiping Bank of the Ministry of Finance hatch into silver, and let the silver hatch into copper coins.

It flowed into thousands of households in the Ming Dynasty.

He also has time to drink tea?

With confusion, Zhu Yunxi slowly walked out of the Meridian Gate surrounded by three people.

Passed the end gate.

Near the left hand side, under the palace gate leading to the Taimiao Temple, Qin King Zhu Ping was leaning against the palace wall with his arms folded.

"Second uncle."

Zhu Yunxi stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

The last time he returned to Beijing, he almost missed the Ancestral Temple and went directly to see his great-grandmother. He always kept this in mind.

Zou Xueyu and others also bowed and saluted.

Zhu Xi curled his lips and muttered: "The palace is really too tired. I guess that the ancestors and ancestors are tired of seeing me in front of them all day long, so they don't bother them anymore."

After a while of peace and quiet, I will go out for a walk and let my ancestors and clans take a breath."

If the old man hears this, he will be beaten severely.

Zhu Yunxi looked at Zhu Xiang who was talking like crazy, and secretly cursed.

Zou Xueyu and Xia Yuanji, one looked up at the sky and the other looked down at the ground.

In the entire Ming Dynasty, the only person in front of me who dared to tease the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty was His Highness the King of Qin.

The key point is that people do stay in the Ancestral Temple all day long. It may sound rough, but it is also true.

If the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty did not have divinity, then where did the current prosperity of the Ming Dynasty come from.

This is another mysterious and mysterious topic direction.

Zhu Yunxi nodded helplessly, but looked at Zou Xueyu, Xia Yuanji, and Zhu Gaochi suspiciously.

"We are about to go to a villa in Jubaoshan in the south of the city to have tea. I wonder if my second uncle would like to go with us."

Zhu Yunxi still had some temptations.

In the past, if anyone asked Zhu Ming to drink tea, the boss would definitely be unhappy. But if you asked him to drink wine, eat meat, listen to music, and touch women, then after you finished speaking, you would only see him riding on the horse.

There is a trace of pure dust on his back.

"My eldest nephew is still considerate. He knows that I have recently stolen... The food I have eaten recently has been too greasy, and I am about to have some tea to relieve my greasiness! Come on, walk on, the oil and water in my stomach are rolling."

After saying that, Zhu Xiang laughed and raised his hands.

Zhu Yunxi rolled his eyes.

This guy almost let it slip that he secretly ate the sacrifices in the Ancestral Temple.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ancestors, why don’t you let this fool take you away.

Zhu Yunxi silently glanced at the location of the Ancestral Temple.

The four-person team became a five-person team.

The carriage traveled leisurely out of Yingtian City and arrived at the foot of Jubao Mountain in the south of the city.

Entering the courtyard at the foot of the mountain, everything was silent.

Zhu Gaochi had very good tea, which was quickly brought to him by the maids.

The tea is indeed as Zhu Gaochi said, fragrant and refreshing.

Five people sit in separate dining rooms.

After drinking the tea, Zhu Yunxi waved his hand to stop Zhu Gaochi, who was temporarily the tea doctor, from pouring tea for him again.

"Although at today's meeting, His Majesty only asked for the investigation to start from the 24th year of Hongwu, things still need to be done in a down-to-earth manner. This is for the country, not for any one person."

Zou Xueyu nodded, twirling the tea cup in front of him that was filled with the aroma of tea, and said softly: "I know, and I understand, that it is a good thing for the country that your majesty can take back the sword now."

Xia Yuanji said: "The Ministry of Household Affairs will send all the commercial tax accounts of the No. 18 Prefecture of Zhili Road since the 24th year of Hongwu to the Governor's Office before the opening of the office tomorrow."

Zhu Gaochi frowned and said: "What should we do if we use this incident to promote the comprehensive reform of the 18th Mansion of Zhili Road from top to bottom?"

Zhu Xi was very direct: "No matter what he does, how many can be killed now? We will talk about what happens then."

Look at the voices and thoughts of the four people.

Zhu Yunxi started to turn the ring finger gently.

After a while, it stopped.
Chapter completed!