Chapter 687: The Emperor's Grandson

Outside the city of Bianjing, walking on the scorching sun, a team of lieutenants rushed over, guarding Chen Ao. After only a month away from Bianjing, the weather was already a little hot. The fields in the suburbs cracked and the heat was burning.

On the side of the city gate, the officers of the city gate department were hiding in the door gate to rest, and there were no people on the street. When the team of horses came over, the captain's iron shell Fan Yang hat and the armor on the front of the palace reflected a dazzling light.

The servants in the door cave suddenly became a mess, and there was no need to see. The yamen had long said that King Pingxi would come to Beijing in the past few days, so that everyone would cheer up and never collide. Judging from the other party's background, who was not King Pingxi? Everyone immediately cheered up and gave up a way one by one.

Fortunately, the team did not pay any attention to them. They rode over the horse and disappeared from the street corner with a whistling sound.

"Have you heard that? The King of Pingxi killed a few more people back this time. I don't know how many people will fall to the ground at that time."

These servants were all the best in the city. After a sigh of relief, they couldn't help but talk in a low voice.

"Let's wait and see, there's probably something big going on again, look." A man glanced at the teahouse not far away. On the teahouse, several heads were protruding their heads, but they looked at the horse team. The man speaking said proudly: "We are all waiting for the King of Pingxi to come back, I'm afraid that you will receive the news in a while."

Chen Ao didn't know that many people in Bianjing would like him to never come back. Before he came back, he was wondering if someone would come to greet him again. After all, his family is very popular in Bianjing City, but if this self-indulgent idea makes some people listen, they must vomit blood.

Chen Ao first went to the Dali Temple and handed over the confession. Then he wiped his sweat. He sat in Dali Temple for a while and took a cool breeze. Jiang Min sat opposite Shen Ao, looked through the confession casually, and couldn't help but say, "Cai Tao took it seriously?"

Chen Ao took a sip of cold tea and said, "I went over, how dare he not confess?"

Jiang Min shook her head, but smiled bitterly. How many people would be scared to death if this confession was put on?

Jiang Min put away the confession and said, "Your Majesty, please hand it over?"

A trace of cunning flashed in Chen Ao's eyes and said, "Why don't you get along? Anyway, everyone calls me a fool."

Jiang Min sighed, "This is something that has happened in ancient times. It has been like this in all dynasties. If you hand over it, it will be too much to even involve the sect king. At that time, the law will definitely not be punished by the public. However, when everyone will attack them in groups. The three of them will become tigers, and it will not be beneficial to the prince."

Chen Ao also knew in his heart that the biggest problem with military pay was not the officials, but the sect king. The sect king involved the inner palace. If he handed over this thing over, no one knew how much rebound would be. But he smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? Who dares to say bad things about me? I will kill him with a sword. But..."

Chen Ao paused for a moment and said slowly: "But Lord Jiang also knows that I don't want to make things difficult for everyone. I'm just a fool who has always been insulted. Not only is my reputation damaged, but my mental harm is also great. Besides, my son is about to be born. I'm called my son from home a little lance. Is that so great? It's simply outrageous..." He suddenly stood up and knocked his fingers hard on the table: "It's so bullying. They think that I'm kind-hearted and don't care about them, but they're afraid of them; they're bullying honest people, and they're looking for soft people. I'm going to retreat again and again, and if I don't break the slaughter with them, I won't be Chen."

Jiang Min thought to herself, this is really a fool. If you want to squeeze a soft persimmon, you will be able to line up the people from Bianjing from the palace gate to Jiangnan. It is not your turn to Pingxi King. This way, it seems like everyone bullies him.

Jiang Min thought for a while and said, "Your Majesty calms down and it's better to leave some room for everything."

Chen Ao then sat down and said, "Actually... I am easy to talk to, but they are too lying. No matter what, if they do not apologize and compensate me for my mental losses, I will fight them to the death."

The picture was so brutally clear. Jiang Min felt like Mingjing. The King of Pingxi asked him to speak out and asked everyone to apologize. There were quite a few people in Bianjing City who called him a fool. Who didn't call him that in private? If you really want to count it, even if you break through the King of Pingxi's Mansion, you will not be able to pay the rewards.

Chen Ao laughed in his heart, big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, this group of bastards has caught so many, Chen Ao has not yet had the mood to poke the hornet's nest, so he simply scraped their oil back.

There are still many meaningful things in Quanzhou that require a lot of money, right? Especially the Nanyang Navy, after the gunboat is improved, it will definitely be necessary to order huge amounts of money. This can be regarded as being used for military use and used for military use.

Jiang Min said: "The prince's meaning is understood by the emperor. Cai Tao's confession, and the subordinate official will temporarily cut off some of them and submit them to the palace first. The prince will consider other matters."

The two foxes looked at each other and understood what each other meant. Chen Ao stood up and hurried out of Dali Temple. The confessions were to be sorted out by Dali Temple first, and he went to the palace to reply to the decree. When he arrived at the palace, Yang Jian was waiting here early. When he saw Chen Ao, he immediately called him: "Your Majesty is in the harem, and he said that there is no need to meet him for the time being."

Chen Ao was confused and asked, "What's going on?"

Yang Jian laughed and said, "Your Majesty said that you have something to do. You will go to the audience after you finish it."

Chen Ao was confused for a moment and said, "If you have anything, just give me some instructions. Why is this mysterious and mysterious thing?"

Yang Jian said: "Your Majesty wants you to write a congratulatory form and wish your Majesty a happy grandson."

Chen Ao's eyes lit up and he said, "Is it born again?"

This word is definitely not a nonsense. In less than a few years of official career, Chen Ao has experienced at least four princes and nine princes. Such high professions made Chen Ao envious. It was half a year ago when a prince was born. He, the minister of the Honglu Temple, forced the envoys of the vassal states to write congratulatory forms. Every time at this time, there is always a lot of red tape.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "This time I am the emperor's grandson, not the emperor's grandson."

"Grandson?" Chen Ao was stunned for a moment and immediately said righteously: "This is not in accordance with the rules. There is no such thing in the ancestral system. If it doesn't work, as a minister, I will be kind to my king and eat the king's fortune. How can I let Your Majesty destroy the law of my ancestors? I must speak up for justice and speak with Your Majesty with great power." But I thought to myself that a grandson of the emperor didn't know what trouble to do, and the Honglu Temple would also suppress the vassal envoys to submit. Such things must be opposed to the end.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "The Emperor Anning is happy, and this grandson is the prince of King Pingxi."

Chen Ao was stunned for a moment and couldn't help saying, "I understand, I'll go home to see An Ning." He was anxious to go out of the palace, but was pulled by Yang Jian: "Don't rush back first, Emperor An Ning has entered the palace."

Chen Ao quickly turned around and said, "Then I'll go to the harem."

Yang Jian pulled Chen Ao and said, "Your Majesty said that you will not write down the congratulations, and you will not be allowed to enter the palace."

Damn! Chen Ao cursed in his heart, and suddenly felt something was wrong. His son was born, and he made a fuss. Do you want to say that the King of Pingxi is so happy to thank the Lord for his kindness?

Yang Jian said seriously: "The King of Pingxi, the family also passed the message according to the order. Go home quickly and write the congratulations."

Chen Ao shook his head in annoyance before saying depressedly: "Okay, I'll write it right away."

He came out of the palace and had not yet fully realized what had happened. He only knew that he would meet An Ning as soon as possible. He would say that he would always say a few thousand words. If he really wanted to write it, he was afraid that he would not finish it today. If he couldn't do it, he would have to meet An Ning today. After seeing An Ning, he would also meet the emperor as soon as possible and get Cai Jing's affairs done.

Chen Ao had an idea in his mind, turned his head and turned toward the Ministry of Rites. The Ministry of Rites received countless congratulations every year, so he picked out the congratulations from previous years and copied them. Anyway, the congratulations in the world can be processed in one stick of incense.

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On the Ministry of Rites, Yang Zhen and several ministers of the Ministry of Rites and the chief clerks were sitting there to drink tea. There was also an unwritten congratulations on Yang Zhen's desk. Maybe he couldn't write it or thought it was absurd, so he even painted the congratulations at once. His face was a little unsightly and had a gloomy face. A minister next to him drank a sip of tea and slowly comforted him: "No matter whether it is in accordance with etiquette or not, since there is an imperial edict in the palace, what else can we say? Besides, the grandson of the emperor and the grandson are no different, just write it according to the grandson's example."

Yang Zhen said angrily: "The ancestors' achievements change at any time. I am not angry with this. The princes of King Pingxi and Emperor Anning are naturally extremely noble. Your Majesty really likes it. He wrote it, but after opening this hole, I don't know how much will happen in the future. The country is governed by etiquette and law, and etiquette will not exist and the country will be overthrown. Have you ever heard of this sentence?"

After saying that, Yang Zhen sighed again and continued, "I should write this congratulations, so I won't write it anymore. Lord Zhou, come and write it."

The former minister nodded and said, "I am afraid that the officials will not write well."

Everyone burst into laughter and finally wiped out some haze. A chief clerk said, "If Mr. Zhou doesn't write well, then aren't we all bad writers?"

As he was speaking, the clerk in front of him came in, "The King of Pingxi is here, right outside."

When everyone heard this, they were shocked. Wherever the disaster star came, they would cause trouble everywhere. Could it be that they came to seek revenge?

Yang Zhen's face turned cold and said, "I don't want to see him, so I'll go to the ear room and sit down. Mr. Zhou, please see what he says here."

Several other chief clerks also stood up as if they were greeted and said, "The officials still have official duties, so I'm sorry, Lord Zhou."

As he said that, he scattered and went to the ear room next to him to hide.

After a while, Chen Ao came in with a red face pressing Shangfang's sword, and smiled heartily from afar: "Is Mr. Yang here? The students are here to visit."

The minister named Zhou's face tightened, he secretly glanced at the other side of his ear room, and then said, "The officials have seen the King of Pingxi. Is it the one Yang Shangshu?"

"Yes, it's him. Speaking of which, I am still his student. I bought two bacon today and want to come and have a visit." Chen Ao indeed carried two bacon. On this hot day, he carried this swaggering market and entered the Ministry of Rites, and the stench suddenly filled with stench.

Mr. Zhou was speechless for a moment and said seriously: "Mr. Yang is not worth the church today, and he is not here." After saying this, he felt a little uneasy. If King Pingxi discovered that he had deceived him, I wonder what the consequences would be?

Chen Ao's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart that he wanted Yang Hei's face to be gone. However, there was no trace of disappointment on his face, but instead smiled brighter and said, "It just so happens that I have something to do with you now. How dare I ask the name of the master?"

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Chapter completed!