The scholar opened his mouth and swallowed the words on his mouth forcibly.

The little supervisor consciously took full care of himself and left with relief.

The next day, he urged the craftsmen with the spirit of working hard for his family, and the young scholar also ran between classmates and others.

Students have their own contact information. If you know it, half a day, half a student in Kyoto will know it.

So in the evening, the young supervisor saw groups of scholars coming to stroll.

The craftsmen looked at them and felt a little confused, so they asked the little supervisor.

"Sir, here is stumble. What should I do if I get hurt?"

Although the craftsmen are under the Ministry of Works, they actually do not have official positions. In fact, they are just helpers.

Nowadays, family backgrounds that can afford to read will not be too bad. If they are really hurt, they will not be able to bear it.

The young supervisor was also worried about this. The Ministry of Works is a clean yamen. If anyone encounters this, they don’t have any money to pay.

He thought for a while, strided out, bowed to the scholars, and pointed to the messy wooden boards on it, "This place has not been completed yet, please come back."

When the scholars saw him talking like this, they thought they were a good person. Not only did they not leave, they even surrounded him.

"Is it necessary to build a platform for the theory of the law here?"

Little Supervisor:???

"Does it follow the ancient style and select pillars through pure talks?"

Little Supervisor:???

He clearly said yesterday that he was amending the law, and he didn't bite to death, just said that it was possible.

But what these people say is much different from him.

The little supervisor was a little confused.

He waved his hand quickly and wanted to explain.

But the scholars just wanted to say it, but didn't want to listen at all.

When the little supervisor organized the language, the people would have dispersed long ago.

The little supervisor was very anxious and hurriedly called them, but the scholars had long since dispersed.

The little supervisor was so anxious that he stomped his feet. He thought about it and went to find Yuan Baoer.

Yuan Baoer patiently listened to the little supervisor finishing the matter in a messy manner. Not only was he not nervous, but he was also very happy.

"The reaction is very enthusiastic."

The young supervisor was stunned and did not expect that Yuan Baoer would react like this, "But sir, this is probably inappropriate."

"I'm afraid in the court."

Yuan Baoer smiled, "I'm not afraid of it when I go to face it, what are you afraid of?"

The little supervisor murmured, looked at her, and left silently.

Yuan Baoer reacted strangely to him, but soon the trivial matters came up and he didn't think about it anymore.

The next day, someone impeached Yuan Baoer because she tried to subvert the ancestral system and provoke the imperial power.

This hat is really big.

Yuan Baoer looked at Zuo Xiang, Zuo Xiang's eyelids drooped, looking like he was not concerned about his own affairs.

The right holds Wu Ban and pretends to be deaf.

Yuan Baoer smiled and asked him back: "Dare you ask me how I provoked and how I subverted it?"

The officials said that she openly discussed the law and encouraged boastful talk, but was not practical, and was deeply hated by her ancestors.

"When did I say it?"

Yuan Baoer looked surprised, "The platform has not been built yet, and I have not even drafted the official documents. Master, please help me draw it."

"It seems that you are more concerned than me, why don't you supervise it?"

The law has its own regulations: Whoever does what he does, and someone who crosses the yamen will do the job, he must be assigned by the emperor.

Another thing is that the censors can give advice, but since a hundred years ago, a censor who heard about the words and was willing to do something, and even if he was not very good at speaking, there was a clear rule that the censors must speak in a good way and should not be stolen.

Of course, terms are terms after all, and after so many years, many things are being adapted.

Especially in these two dynasties, the emperor was too diligent, and the emperor is still young, and most of the government affairs are controlled by the two prime ministers. The censors have their own support, so they don’t pay much attention to their words.

But this does not mean that this matter can be put into the court.

Especially the emperor sat on his head, looking at the show.

Then you must come up with real evidence.

However, there is no.

The censor just listened to the discussion of several students while drinking tea yesterday. He remembered the faces of several people, one of whom was the nephew of the right prime minister.

If it is proposed at this time, it can certainly be brought to confrontation.

But in this way, I will offend the right prime minister.

He had just moved to the right prime minister not long ago, and he had not yet stood firm. I wonder what would happen if he had wrapped the right prime minister into it.

The censor immediately stopped talking.

Everyone knows at a glance that it is just a matter of news.

The emperor also saw it, and his face gradually turned cold.

"Your dear, you're very free," the emperor said slowly, "Since that's the case, why don't you go to the prison for me to see if anyone is rebelling."

After saying that, he looked at the eunuch in a cold manner.

The eunuch immediately understood that the master was annoyed and was about to leave.

He sang in a long voice, and retreated to the court for nothing, and then followed the emperor.

Yuan Baoer turned around leisurely, looked at the censor with a smile, drooping his head like a betrayal, and followed the imperial guards who arrived like a betrayal dog.

The right minister passed by with a smile, "Mr. Yuan is so awesome."

Yuan Baoer blinked, and his old face full of pleated ones reflected in his clear black and white eyes, "Not as good as the right prime minister, after all, I was fooled by you to count the money for you."

Someone walked by and heard this and the corners of his mouth were raised up uncontrollably.

That is a black history that the right prime minister cannot be mentioned.

He is a rebellious person, a treacherous person, and abstains from his word, and he is betrayed by any squid.

The right prime minister's face suddenly drooped.

He snorted coldly and left with his sleeves.

The Zuo Prime Minister looked at her indifferently, "Young man, don't show off your verbal advantage."

Yuan Baoer smiled, "Young is inevitable that you are angry. There are always some things that can't be resisted. Although I don't care about my reputation, some people always want to step on my head, so I have to remind him."

The Zuo Xiang left without saying anything.

Since the incident between Gu Sheng and his wife a few years ago, although he has cooperated with the Right Prime Minister, he has been in disagreement with each other. He has no idea about many things.

For example, if Yuan Baoer had something in his words at this time, the Zuo Prime Minister had no idea about asking for help.

When he got into the car, Zuo Xiang called Changsui and asked him to inquire about the fame of Yuan Baoer who was busy a while ago.

When I heard this, I immediately thought about how to deal with this person.

I didn't want to say Zuo Xiang: "Cha Cha who is slandering her, who is the black hand?"

I waited for a long time before I responded.

The impeachment was impeached with the censors, and there was no more splash.

More than ten days later, the platform was built.

The next day, Yuan Baoer followed the left prime minister.

"Can you have free time later?"

The left prime minister already knew that Yuan Baoer's reputation became odorous and was related to the right prime minister. When he saw Yuan Baoer who was lively and like nothing was wrong, he couldn't help but admire him.

With this idea, his attitude towards her was a little better.

"What's wrong with Lord Yuan?"

Yuan Baoer laughed, "It's that platform," she squeezed her eyes, "I'll give you a look and give me some praise."

Zuo Xiang laughed, "You will make a good plan at that time."

He shook his sleeves and left.

Yuan Baoer touched his nose and whispered: "Since you are planning to do it, you naturally have to make a move. Why are you angry?"

She sighed and turned to stare at Cui Minzhi who had not had time to leave.
To be continued...