A little surprised, Hua Chun reached out and took the book over and flipped through it.

The words written on it are simply flattering the emperor, such as wise and powerful, and unparalleled in the world. As long as it is a good word, it will be piled up on him. It seems that it is so flattering that it has no substantial content, so no wonder it is ruined.

However, in just such an invalid memorial, Hua Jinghua actually used a red pen to tick a lot, and added a lot of annotations next to it.

"Assisting the throne at a young age, it is clearly a willful act. How can I be called the Emperor of the Eternal Eternal?"

"There are many beauties in the harem, who said that they are pure and have few desires?"

Anything that was too much praise was criticized by Prime Minister Hua, probably because she knew that the memorial would be abolished, so what she wrote was so unscrupulous. Without any insults to the emperor, everything was right, but it was obviously full of provocation and... a strange feeling.

After a moment of silence, Hua Chun turned to the end.

The person who wrote the memorial was also a weird one. After praising it all, he said in the end: "God is jealous of talents, how can the saint die prematurely, and the emperor should take care of his health and live a hundred years of longevity."

It was a very unprofessional ghostwriter at first glance. Fortunately, this memorial was not given. If the emperor really saw it, the person who wrote it would have been dead. Although he wanted to express the meaning of asking the emperor to take care of his health, this was too unlucky.

Prime Minister Hua's handwriting is also particularly powerful behind this, and it is written in strokes:

"Long live the Lord, no need to worry about you."

Looking at this sentence, Hua Chun was stunned and felt even more strange.

Looking at the memorials before, I thought Prime Minister Hua should hate Yuwen Jie very much, so I couldn't get along with him. But when I saw this line of words, she suddenly felt that Hua Jinghua might be against the emperor...

"Young Master." Pintan's voice suddenly rang out: "It's time to have lunch. Are you using it in the study or going to the front hall?"

He picked up the fold and put it in a row. Hua Chun thought for a while and said loudly: "Go to the front hall."

I have never met other people in this mansion, so I have to meet each other and deepen my impression.

Pintan responded, opened the door and came in to support her, and whispered in her ear: "Mrs. I just quarreled with Aunt Ren, please be careful."

What? Is there a quarrel with someone again? Hua Chun asked curiously: "Why?"

"It's not a matter of cultivating the yard." Pintan said helplessly: "Mrs. I just went to tell the master about this and asked Aunt Ren to listen. Maybe he acted a little gloating and annoyed the lady. The yard is not repaired anymore and it is related to the Imperial Concubine, so the lady must take her anger on the angrily concubine."

Aunt Ren is Hua Liuying's biological mother. Although she is just an aunt, because Hua Liuying became a concubine, her status in this mansion should naturally not be underestimated. No matter how aggressive Wan is, she dare not make things difficult for her, so she can only argue.

Sighing, Hua Chun followed her out, feeling a little guilty. Wan's arrogant personality must have shown off when she was about to practice the yard. Now that she can't practice, she will definitely be ridiculed behind her back.

She had to think of a way to make up for this sin.

The Hua family is a capable man. Auntie alone has four rooms. One of them died early, and the other three were sitting at the table wearing good satin clothes. Each of them had a child around them. The older one was probably fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest fifth young master Hua Jingan was only ten years old.

I read a letter written to her by Prime Minister Hua in the study, which roughly said that Master Hua was not good at doing well and failed to get a good fortune. He could see him become Prime Minister in his lifetime, and the old man died without regrets.

In other words, Mr. Hua should not have much fame and honor, so this mansion is just called "Hua Mansion".

"Father and mother." Hua Chun asked her habitually as soon as she stepped into the door. She felt a little strange when she bowed down.

Did she watch too many costume dramas? Why is the ceremony so smooth?

Wan seemed to have not yet regained his anger, but when he saw her coming, he calmed down: "My son, come and sit down."

The table in the middle of the veil is very large, but the dishes are open in front of each person. Each person has six small plates, which looks clean and convenient, and can have more than one person to sit at the table. It's really good.

Hua Chun nodded, touched her butt, which still hurt, and sat down carefully on the stool.

Because of the pain, no matter how elegant he was, his movements were a bit funny. Ren, who was sitting next to him, saw it, covered his mouth and laughed.

Wan's eyes flew over like a knife: "Is there still a lot of energy?"

"Madam, calm down." Ren said with a smile: "I have no other meaning, I just think the weather is good today."

"Is that true?" Wan sneered, raised his chin and looked at the dish on the plate in front of him, and said sarcastically: "That's right, those who are barefoot can't laugh at the shoes, those who can't give birth to a son can laugh at the promising son?"

Ren was stunned and looked at Mr. Hua who was silent and silent, and wiped his mouth with a slight smile: "Have you heard a word? 'There is no joy in having a boy, no sorrow in having a daughter, and only Wei Zi's husband dominates the world', what's wrong with having a daughter? He still lives in a high palace and will not be punished by a court stick."

As he said that, he glanced at Hua Chun and said, "The Hua family has been loyal and kind for generations, and Prime Minister Hua is the first one to be in front of the court. It's really amazing."

It was a shame to be punished in court. If it were an old man with poor tolerance, he would have to hang himself when he went back. Fortunately, the empress dowager asked the emperor to come to Hua Mansion to ask for a question and gave the Hua family a step, otherwise he would really not be able to raise his head.

"You!" Wan's temper was so angry that he could not bear such words. He immediately slapped the table and stood up, glaring at him to get angry.

"Okay!" Mr. Hua, who had been silent, always played a role at critical moments. With a deep roar, Wan immediately swallowed all the words back.

Hua Chun turned his head to look at this person. His thin face was still two points similar to his modern father. The scholarly aura around him made him look gentle. However, the weight of his words was still heavy, and the people on the table lowered their heads.

"It's been so long, but it's not over yet?" Hua Zhengrong glanced at Wan and Ren: "The children are all sensible, you are so noisy!"

"Master." Wan whispered: "It was her who provoked her first."

"I'm not so reckless." Ren rolled his eyes and said, "But if my sister didn't talk about giving birth to a son and a daughter every time, I wouldn't have such a big reaction."

Wan Shi smiled angrily: "What method do you use to send the second lady into the palace and don't think others don't know. You are still proud now?"

"What methods should not be taken care of by my sister? It is an indisputable fact that Liuying is more successful than the eldest young master now! If Liuying hadn't persuaded the emperor at that time, would the eldest young master still have his life to come back?"

Well, the quarrel started again, and Hua Chun secretly picked up two chopsticks and stuffed them into her mouth.
Chapter completed!