The wind returned to the Yiwang Mansion in shame and was punished for a night of copying the Analects of Confucius.

The next morning, Taiyuan came to the door.

Tsutong held his forehead helplessly: "It turns out that Your Highness, King Yi, really wants to compete with our prime minister? OK, I'll report to Mr. Wei and see what the teacher said."

When Wei Canyu heard that he could watch Taiyuan's lively, he ran out. When he saw Taiyuan's serious face, he patted his knees happily and laughed wildly: "Your master's master is not authentic in his work, and our big and small masters are annoyed! Your master actually sent you to the door to thunder! OK! Let me first tell me how Fengse was punished when he went back yesterday?"

Taiyuan looked embarrassed: "Copy books."

In the past few months, people in Longyou have eaten on a stove every day. Who doesn’t know who has his virtue?

Wei Canyu was gloating again and waved his hand like a flies: "Go and go! Get out too. Go back and tell the Wing King that if anyone doesn't like you, I will continue to send it here tomorrow!"

Taiyuan touched his nose depressedly and was punished to sweep the yard of the Yiwang Mansion from the inside to the outside.

The news spread to Ruruyuan.

Chen Zhuo, who was lying on the bed with his legs crossed his legs and ate grapes, was almost choked. After coughing for a long time, he fell on the bed and said, "It's okay. I know I'm going to send someone to calm my father down."

Linglong was stunned: "Then you said yesterday that His Highness the King of Wing sent someone to urge the fire."

"I just want to see what courage he is. If my father is scared and run away, then don't come to me and feel uncomfortable. I am so happy to submit a message earlier and say that I want to become a monk and practice Taoism." Chen Zhuo shrugged and smiled brightly and beautifully.

"Shh!" Linglong quickly raised her fingers on her lips to stop her from talking nonsense, "The princess is still in the palace, and Mrs. Meng is not in a hurry to leave. Wouldn't you step into the door with one foot? She never lets you spread it."

Chen Zhuo laughed, stuck out his tongue, threw down his grapes and washed his hands, and simply went to the next study to practice calligraphy.

After turning over the sky, Old Dong entered the door with a stinky face and opened his mouth to ask for a visit to Chen Zhuo. After being told that there was no way, he immediately said, "That little man wants to see Chen Zhou."

Shitong looked at him with anger and amused look: "Master Dong, I have also heard of your name. You have made great achievements in the Northwest battle. Why do you have to let our prime minister punish him in person before you can be willing to do so?"

Old Dong nodded in a muffled voice.

Shitong shook her sleeves: "Okay. I'll give you my help. Wait."

I really entered the inner court to report Chen Xin's words.

Chen Xinyan was so angry that he grabbed Luo's embroidered basket with both hands and came out: "Who said he wanted to see my daughter?!"

The hot sunny face actually held the needle and thread and snatched the basket!?

Old Dong's eyelids twitched, and he knelt down and said in a silly voice: "Our highness said that it was his fault that he made the Prime Minister angry. Now is not a good time, so he dared not run around. So he sent a young man to receive the Prime Minister's punishment. The Prime Minister said he would punish him as much as he said he would."

It hit the ground with a loud bang.

Chen Xinyan sneered: "If you think you are talking straight, I'm embarrassed to punish you? Don't think about it! I'd say I won't let you come, right? Okay! Come..."

I looked around and suddenly lowered my head, snorted, and stretched my hands forward: "My wife is about to make a bellyband for the child who is about to be born. There are still a few stitches left. You sew it before leaving!"

Old Dong opened his mouth wide and slowly raised his fingers that were as thick as a hammer, stunned.

Then, Chen Xiangxin was satisfied and hummed a little tune and returned to Zhubitang, leaving a big and thick man in the conference hall with big red bellybands stitched in one stitch at a time.

At night, Old Dong stared at the sore eyes and returned to the Yiwang Mansion. He moaned and fell to the ground with a moan. He held his hands on his chest, twitching like a chicken claw that had been braised, howling: "This is the end of being smart!"

This matter was laughed until Old Dong became the general of the Shence Army, and then no one mentioned it gradually. However, General Dong could hide as far as he saw the Shen Xiang, which was a lifelong event. I won’t mention it.

On the fourth day, Emperor Jianming sent the little Huangmen to the Shen family to express condolences.

Gold, silver, jewelry, silk, satin, and medicinal supplements were piled up in half of the yard. The little yellow gate accompanied him with a smile: "Is the prime minister's body better?"

Chen Xinyan lay on the couch pretending to be sick, feeling weak: "It's not going to be cured. It's going to be cured for another three months."

The smile of Xiaohuangmen could hardly be maintained, so he had to bite the bullet and recite the words of the General Manager Luchun: "The Majesty of the Eastern Palace will probably go to Dali Temple tomorrow. The prince was deposed. Is it the time to be in court? Please consider it carefully."

"Is this your majesty's words?" Chen Xinyan swept away his sick look, turned over and sat up, frowned and looked at the eunuch in confusion.

The little yellow gate smiled and said, "Of course it's not. It's a revelation that our big manager has a small life."

Chen Xinyan said oh, thought for a while, then fell back, hummed twice, and said, "Well, I should have returned to the court the day after tomorrow. Then let's do the same."

Xiao Huangmen's eyes twitched, and he lowered his head with a sad face: "Chen Xiang, do you understand the young people, right? Zhu Xiang complained about illness three days ago.

"Song Xiang urged His Majesty to ask about the case of the East Palace yesterday, but was scolded by His Majesty, saying that his family matters were messy, and where did he get the confidence to question the royal private affairs. As a result, this morning, Song Xiang said that he accidentally sprained his ankle and took three days off...

"To this day, there are only three people who dare to be called prime minister. Tomorrow, Your Majesty will transfer the book and announce the edict. Will there be no prime minister in the court?

"Looking at this little dog, you are afraid that there is nothing wrong with you. Why don't you cancel the fake?"

Chen Xinyan scratched the back of his head: "Teacher sprained ankle? Do you know what's going on?"

"The villain heard the rumors and Song Xiang went home to scold his youngest child for not understanding the rules. Mrs. Bian protected the child and quarreled with Song Xiang. After a few words, she pushed Song Xiang... Then Song Xiang sprained her ankle..." Xiaohuangmen lowered her voice.

Chen Xinyan frowned without saying a word.

There are very few quarrels between teachers and teachers' wives, and most of them clamor for teachers to listen, then coax, and then persuade them.

Why did he even take action?

Could it be that the Song family's unmarried children were in trouble?

Haven't heard of it...

The little yellow party was very clever, smiled and leaned closer, whispering: "I heard that it was the young master of the Song family. After hearing about the princes, he remembered the little prince of Zhou. He said that the little prince of Zhou was better than these three, but he was sent to repair the dike and other chores. Song Xiang scolded him..."

Chen Xinyan smiled slightly, nodded, and replied gently: "Song Xiang's eyes are bright and his heart is bright. Although sometimes he is inevitably suffering from his family, his five fingers are of length and shortness, and he is helpless. I will arrange housework. In the afternoon, go to the department to see what the situation is. If there is no urgent task to deal with, please go to the palace."

Xiao Huangmen was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly: "Yes! Yes, yes! The villain will go back and report to His Majesty!"
Chapter completed!