Chen Zhuo didn't look up at Luchun.

With a lightening of her hand, the memorial was taken away. She put down her already sore arms, crossed her hands and said, "Thank you Your Majesty", and then stood up without much politeness.

Emperor Jianming held the memorial presented to him in his hand, but his eyes were always staring at Chen Zhuo.

Chen Zhuo stood up straight, without any dragging, twisting his waist, and tidying his sleeves. He stood up, lowered his head, crossed his hands, and looked at the square bricks in front of his feet.

Silently.

Emperor Jianming waited for her for a long time, but Chen Zhuo did not move any more.

Unfolding the memorial, Emperor Jianming looked down.

Um?

It is not the beautiful style of Chen Xinyan, who is used to seeing it, but the sharp and sharp style that is so hard to hide in the round and gentle small calligraphy of the hairpin.

This is oh, this is Chen Er's handwriting!

It's really a good word!

Emperor Jianming's eyes floated to Chen Zhuo again.

Chen Zhuo stood there respectfully.

She was waiting for Emperor Jianming to see what the memorial was written, and then told him that he didn't understand and left.

Emperor Jianming finally focused on the content of the memorial.

National Bank?!

Why do you think the word bank looks familiar?

Emperor Jianming raised his eyebrows and continued to read carefully.

After a full moment, Emperor Jianming raised his head again, with a hint of confusion on his face: "How can this thing make money?"

How does the National Bank make money?

I don't even understand this!

Are you the emperor? Are you a pig!?

Chen Zhuo suddenly laughed and angry, blurted out: "Do your Majesty know about Datong Money House?"

As soon as he said that, Chen Zhuo felt that his intestines were about to regret it!

Why do you need to answer the conversation? Why do you need to answer the conversation?!

When chatting in the office and fucking?

Or just talk nonsense with the teacher in class!

Emperor Jianming's eyes met Chen Zhuo's deep down head, and a smile slowly rippled from the corner of his lips to his face. Then, he laughed: "Chen Qing's plan is great!"

Chen Zhuo was stunned and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Emperor Jianming.

The middle-aged greasy man who succeeded in his treacherous plan had a very clear face.

Praise, joy, happiness, greed, and all kinds of expressions are diverse.

Chen Zhuozhong lowered his head again, feeling a little annoyed.

md.

Being deceived by the emperor.

He just wanted to confuse himself and make himself unable to calm down and speak!

And I was actually fooled!

Emperor Jianming’s current mood can be described as “beautiful”!

He had already remembered that this "national bank" is from the complete works of Taizu.

For many years, everyone has wanted to understand what this word means, but from the late emperor to himself, from the Dukes to the Hanlin Bachelor, they all looked at it.

However, Chen Xinyan actually guessed it!

This guy is truly a talented man who has been picked out from millions of people with keen eyes!

clever!

and

Emperor Jianming's eyes fell on Shen Zhuo's head again with a smile.

The daughter taught by this guy is also a very smart and beautiful seedling!

Linbo has a good vision!

Such a girl must not let her fall into the hands of others!

Emperor Jianming couldn't help but look at the prince.

But the prince was looking at himself with a curious look on his face.

What a pity.

Emperor Jianming felt extremely regretful.

If I had known that this girl from the Shen family was like this, it would be great to be the prince’s wife!

With such a smart girl helping her, even if the prince is softer and stupider, it is enough to keep his true colors.

Moreover, this girl can also cultivate a wise and wise prince for herself...

What a pity.

Emperor Jianming's eyes fell on King Wei again.

This kid is a limp...

Even if the Silla Princess can do it in the future, then nothing can be allowed to let Chen Er marry his lame son Chen Xinyan be furious.

King Wei noticed that Emperor Jianming was looking at him, and with a hint of confusion, King Wei looked up at his father.

Emperor Jianming subconsciously avoided his eyes.

"You copied the memorial of your father's daughter Shen?"

Chen Zhuo responded respectfully: "Reply to Your Majesty's words, yes."

Emperor Jianming asked: "Has anyone else seen this memorial at home?"

Chen Zhuo paused in his heart and hesitated: "This little girl doesn't know. My father never talks about politics with her little girl."

The prince sneered and interrupted: "But he is lying! If you haven't told you, how do you know that you want to copy the memorial and send it to the palace!"

No one paid attention to him.

Emperor Jianming continued, "Who asked you to copy the memorial and send it to you today?"

Chen Zhuo raised his hand and added his forehead: "My father was seriously ill, and his uncle talked about his court affairs yesterday. He did not want his father to be harmed, so he took out the memorial prepared by his father and planned to ask his father's colleagues to submit it.

"However, the little girl accidentally spilled ink while tidying up, which dirty the original, so she copied it by herself. But she couldn't wait for the time when her uncle went to the Imperial College. So the great-grandfather ordered the little girl to be sent to the palace gate."

Emperor Jianming laughed.

This little girl is quite serene in her lies.

"So you don't know who else at home has seen this manuscript? You haven't asked if your new palace teacher knows about this?"

Chen Zhuo hesitated for a moment: "The gentlemen at home love the fashion of the capital. The spring scenery has been right recently, so they have been wandering around. The little girl hasn't been attending the class for half a month. I don't know if they have discussed anything with their father."

"Can you understand this memorial?" Emperor Jianming's eyes became deeper.

This is a bit difficult to answer.

Chen Zhuo hesitated for a moment: "The little girl likes business affairs, so she can understand it."

Someone immediately sneered in the court.

King Wei's voice also regretted: "It was originally a clean daughter's house, how can I get rid of A-dog things?"

Emperor Jianming glanced at King Wei and smiled lightly: "I heard that you are also involved in Wu Xing Chen's record of purchasing cloth in the palace, who won the bid?"

Chen Zhuo lowered his head and replied yes, with a clear voice: "Yes."

It's actually open and honest.

Now, even Song Xiang frowned and spoke in disagreement: "Since ancient times, the male leads the outside, the female leads the inside. The Shen family should be honest and quiet. These things were handled by your parents. How could you cooperate with the former clan who had divided the clan? What should you do if you are infected with the merchant's habit of being petty and complacent? How can you calmly take care of your husband and children at home and be filial to your parents-in-law in the future?"

Chen Zhuo couldn't help but stand up and looked up at the old man whose beard had mostly turned pale and was standing in the second place in the civil servant team.

"Dare you asking?"

Song Xiang was proud of himself by stroked his beard and said, "I Song Wangzhi."

oh!

Chen Zhuo suddenly realized.

No wonder Gong Yeshi came from the Song Mansion to check on his father's illness last night and asked about himself.

It turns out that it is this old man, I want to see if he is "Yi Shi Yijia"!
Chapter completed!