The fake eunuch who lurked in the palace

As soon as the Minister of Punishment resigned, the investigated cases were immediately covered up, so there was no need to worry about it.

Now it's an arm wrestling match between the Supreme Emperor and the Emperor to see who can put one of his own people in that position.

A fight is inevitable.

Li Yi was flipping through military books in a corner of the royal study. After the Minister of Justice went out, he raised his head, looked at the contemplative emperor, and whispered:

"Your Majesty, the military manual says that if you want to take a certain place, you can start from the other side to confuse the enemy. This is called pretending to the east and attacking the west."

The emperor raised his eyes and focused on Li Yi, "Go on."

"Compared with the icing on the cake of the Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of War is the eye-catcher and cannot be lost."

"I heard that the nephew of the Minister of War killed a fisherman in the suburbs of Beijing. The turmoil has not yet subsided. He gave him money, but the family of the fisherman refused to give up. He was about to beat the drum, but he was taken away by Ducha Si."

When Li Yi said this, he stopped talking.

The emperor rubbed his fingers, thoughtfully.

After a while, he raised his lips and smiled, "Si Jian, Si Jian, you really surprise me every time."

"I have never been to a school, and I have such a vision based on just a few years of teaching from a scholar."

Facing the emperor's scrutinizing gaze, Li Yi smiled shyly, "I am not afraid of the emperor's jokes. When I was begging, I once met a monk. He looked at me carefully and took away a copper plate in my bowl."

"According to him, I will assist Mingjun in the future, expand the territory, unify the world, and be the first of the nine ministers, and his name will go down in history."

"At that time, I just felt that the monk was unable to make a fortune and was squandering my money."

"But after I woke up, a series of things made me believe it."

"I have nothing to do with the Chu State, and my knowledge is shallow, but I became an official and came to the emperor's side. This may be my luck. It has finally come."

"I'm surprised that the monk's face is still as clear as if I saw it yesterday after so long."

Then, Li Yi described the appearance of the old monk Wudao.

The emperor's originally casual expression gradually became calm under Li Yi's description.

Among all the countries, Chu State believed in Buddhism the most. Master Wudao was not limited to the country and traveled all over the world. The Emperor of Chu State had seen him.

Although he failed to move, but he has seen his ability.

Looking at the emperor's stunned expression, there was a subtle smile in Li Yi's eyes.

The old monk Wudao was so profound that Li Yi even doubted that he could subdue demons, if there was one in this place.

If his chance of survival hadn't been in the east and Li Yi turned over to the wrong side, the place he was rushed to would have been different.

Not to mention whether someone would pick him up, but even if they did, seeing how seriously injured he was, they would probably just throw him back.

A burden is costly and laborious, and cannot be cured. Human kindness is limited.

After all, who is willing to keep hitting the bottomless pit if they are not relatives or friends?

"Si Qing is a very lucky man." The emperor looked at Li Yi with a different look.

Li Yi bowed his head shyly. A good little story is indeed a bonus.

The name of the old monk Wudao is as Li Yi expected. The common people may not know it, but those at the peak of power must have heard about it, and may even have seen it.

The emperor's behavior has obviously been seen before.

The Secretary Qing was all summoned, and this wave of bluffing and deception was a big step forward.

Most importantly, this cannot be verified.

The whereabouts of the old monk Wu Dao are rarely found out.

At this moment, the emperor really showed some favor to Li Yi.

The temptation to expand territory and unify the world was too great for the emperor.

But the emperor was not easy to deceive. After forcing Li Yihui back, he sent his bodyguard to Qin State. There was a difference between reuse and being a signboard. He had to confirm that this person's identity really existed.

In this way, what Si Jiangang said is considered true.

Li Yi sat in the carriage and pointed his finger at the edge of the carriage. Before the emperor's people arrived in Qin State, the vanguard had already made arrangements.

Closing his eyes, Li Yizheng was about to take a nap to rest his mind, but the carriage stopped.

"Uncle."

The coachman's voice sounded outside, "The third master of the Song family asked you to go upstairs for tea."

The third master of the Song family? Li Yi opened his eyes. He didn't look for him, but he rushed up to deliver it.

Li Yi opened the car curtain and asked the boy to carry him down.

In order to move more easily, it is time for him to get better little by little.

Song Cao's appearance is not bad, but he is quite arrogant. He wears a red silk scarf around his waist and the tassels on the folding fan on his hand are also red.

As soon as Li Yi entered the box, he opened the folding fan, lowered his eyes, and glanced at Li Yi with disgust.

Walking over, he picked up Li Yi's right hand, turned it over, and then picked up his left hand. Then, he looked at it from head to toe. After finishing, he lifted his robe and sat down opposite Li Yi, handing him a box.

Li Yi opened it and raised his eyebrows. Inside was a box full of gold leaves.

"Is this an apology?"

"That's right." Song Cao said casually, clapped his hands, and two beauties like flowers and jade were sent in.

"Puyang Street, I bought a house for you, and I will give it to you together with these two beauties."

"This is a heavy apology." Li Yi closed the box.

"It's a good time to serve Mr. Si." Song Cao glanced at the two women and said.

"Master Si, the slave's name is Chunlan, and the slave's name is Xian'er." The two of them leaned against Li Yi, their coquettish voices and gleaming eyes seducing Li Yi.

"I'm interested." Li Yi looked at Song Cao and smiled softly.

"Men, don't treat yourself badly." Song Cao said with deep meaning in his eyes, patted Li Yi's hand with a folding fan, and left with a big smile.

"Master Si..."

"Huanji, Junyue Building is the property of the Song family, right? If you sell someone there, remember to ask for a higher price. You can't lose money on such a beautiful person."

"Yes, uncle."

Chunlan and Xian'er were dumbfounded. They were all carefully cultivated and had top-notch looks and figures. Yet he didn't even look at them and wanted to sell them back! !

"Master Si, is there something about the slave family that doesn't suit your liking?" Xian'er burst into tears at the drop of a hat. Her soft and frail appearance could easily arouse a man's desire for protection.

"Don't delay."

Li Yi leaned on the push chair and spoke calmly.

When Song Cao learned that Li Yi had sold Chunlan and Xian'er to Junyue Tower, his face twitched. He could withstand the temptation very well.

He gave it all for free, but Si was not moved at all.

He is not an ordinary country person.

It seems that you can't be too direct. This person has some brains and can act easily. He will not do anything that will make the Sheng family dislike him.

Holding a bag of silver ingots in his hand, Li Yi chuckled. He knew he was short of money.

"Find a buyer for that house and sell it."

After entering Sheng Mansion, Li Yi said to Huanji.

People are rushing to give it away, so there is no reason to reject it.

"What's going on?"

The smile on Li Yi's face completely disappeared after seeing the blisters on Yun Niang's hands and face.

"Uncle, isn't it..." The maid looked angrily and wanted to explain the whole story.

"Fu Liu." Yun Niang stopped her, "Go down first."

Although Fuliu was filled with anger, he had no choice but to bow down and retreat at this moment.