Xiao Jiaojiao suffered from morning sickness and had many babies, and was pampered by Qing Leng'

Jiang Minghong turned to look at his sister with a happy face and whispered: "Putao's eyes are so bright. They are much bigger than before. And now you can clearly see that they are a pair of peach blossom eyes. Where is Tuanzi?"

"Tuanzi looks like your brother-in-law."

Jiang Mingyue paused and asked in a low voice: "How many days of leave did Master Yu give you?"

"Six days!"

Jiang Mingyue looked at her younger brother when she heard this.

"Doesn't that mean we'll be back tomorrow?"

Jiang Minghong said 'hmm'.

"You have worked hard, Master Yu has worked hard too."

"Master is indeed working hard. He has worked hard in the past six months to help me make further progress."

"Teacher is like father, master is like father. From now on, you should treat Master Yu like you treat your father, you know?" Jiang Mingyue looked at her younger brother and said.

Jiang Minghong nodded and reached out to support his sister: "Are you tired? Do you want to lie down and take a rest?"

"I'm not tired. Your brother-in-law has taken good care of me in the past half month, and he has been taking medicine every day. I feel that I have almost recovered. If your brother-in-law hadn't insisted on me taking confinement for a month, I would have thought of it." It’s confinement.”

"That's not possible. Giving birth takes a huge toll on the body. You have to sit still for a month."

While the two were talking, Shen Bingxin walked in carrying some fruits.

Jiang Mingyue turned to look at the apples and jujubes in her hand and asked in surprise, "Where did they come from?"

"The apples were given to you by Brother Qi, and the dates were given by your cousin."

Shen Bingxin put down the things in her hands and walked to the crib while saying, "Let me see the grapes and dumplings. I miss you so much after not seeing them for a few days."

After hearing this, the two siblings gave up their seats.

"Aunt, cousin, and cousins, are you okay?"

"They are all very good. Your cousin Yan has entered a private school, and cousin Shu has also started practicing martial arts."

Jiang Mingyue was a little surprised when she heard this and asked, "Cousin Shu, did my aunt teach me personally?"

Shen Bingxin nodded.

Jiang Minghong washed the apples for the two of them, walked out of the delivery room and left mother and daughter to talk. He came to the front yard to help his brother-in-law sort out the things he had brought.

Since the third grade of junior high school, there have been constant calls to visit the family. If someone comes to visit, Xie Yuan also wants to visit others.

On the eighth day of the eighth lunar month, Xie Yuan returned to the imperial court, and Xie Yuan began to go to the Hanlin Academy every day to do the fortune-telling. It is worth mentioning that Shen Shijiao arranged for Xie Yuan to enter the imperial palace on the 12th day of the lunar month.

The difference from before was that this time Xie Yuan was the only one.

After Jiang Mingyue and Shen Bingxin learned the news, they were somewhat nervous, but Xie Yuan was as good as before and slowly calmed down.

On the twelfth day, Jiang Mingyue got up early. She personally put on the clean official uniform for her husband, stood on tiptoes, kissed his thin lips and said warmly: "Mr., come on!"

Xie Yuan looked gentle and kissed her back: "Peace of mind!"

Xie Yuan let go of his wife, turned around and walked out of the delivery room.

At the beginning of Mao Shi, Xie Yuan was waiting outside the palace gate, waiting for the internal officials to come and take him into the palace. A few years ago, he often followed Feng Bianbian into the palace, and he was already familiar with it.

In the side hall, after Xie Yuan sat down, he put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then began to grind the ink. He felt calm.

At the beginning of the morning court, Xie Yuan started writing quickly. After the morning court, he packed up his manuscripts and was about to leave when an internal official came over.

Xie Yuanzhi knew that His Majesty had something important to discuss with the ministers, so he needed to go over and take note of it. Xie Yuan took his things and followed the imperial officer into the imperial study.

The place where he takes notes is in the side room of the imperial study. If an internal official suddenly asks him to go out for tea in the middle of the meeting, it means that he cannot listen to the next words.

Not many ministers came to the Imperial Study Room to discuss matters today. Mr. Shen Ge, Jiang Shangshu, General Pei, etc. were all acquaintances.

When Xie Yuan saw them, he knew that the purpose of the emperor calling them here was to deal with the navy. As expected, this was what the emperor and several ministers were discussing. There were four generals and six deputy generals under Zhang Zhongyue.

The Holy Spirit and several ministers have formed a tacit understanding to transfer the three people. They have different opinions on who can be transferred and who should be sent there.

Xie Yuan listened to the arguments of several people and paused his writing slightly. He knew that it would be difficult to get results today, so he gathered his thoughts and started writing quickly.

Things turned out to be exactly what he thought. They didn't come up with a unified result until the end. After all the courtiers left, Song Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, but he soon returned to normal. It seemed that there was still some time before lunch. , thinking that today was Xie Yuan's first time on duty, he said something to the eunuch beside him.

In the side room, Xie Yuan packed his things and was about to leave when Eunuch Wei walked in.

"Thank you Editor, Your Majesty summoned me."

The two looked at each other, and Xie Yuan quickly put down the things in his hands, adjusted his official uniform, held up his black gauze hat, and followed Eunuch Wei to the audience.

"My lord, please bow before your Majesty!"

"Get up!"

Song Ming looked at Xie Yuan who stood up and praised him.

"Yes, Aiqing looks very energetic in this official uniform."

"Your Majesty has given you too much praise."

The emperor probably just wanted to chat with him about family affairs, so he spoke in a gentle tone like an ordinary elder. He first asked him how he felt in the Hanlin Academy, and then asked him if he could cope with today's affairs.

Xie Yuan answered them one by one and responded appropriately.

After the two chatted for a while, Song Ming suddenly said: "I have read your imperial examination articles many times, and I have learned something every time. Especially the sentence "Save the people first, save the officials" is still fresh in my memory, but if this official What should we do if we prey on the common people, plunder the people’s fat and anointing, and deceive the superiors and deceive the inferiors?”

Xie Yuan knew that Song Ming should be talking about Zhang Zhongyue. He just didn't expect that Song Ming would be so casual. He would be questioned by the emperor on his first day on duty.

Similarly, he also knew that if he answered well today, the road ahead would be smoother, but if he answered poorly, the previous good impression would be gone.

Xie Yuan said respectfully: "Kill!"

As soon as the two words came out, Song Ming's eyes flashed, he leaned back on the dragon chair, and his expression instantly relaxed a lot.

"Tell me more specifically."

Xie Yuan slowly elaborated on his point of view. The Holy Father is also called the King's Father. What is the King's Father? It means that all the people in the world are the children of the Holy God, and the common people are just bullying your children. Can this be tolerated? Of course you can't, and if this person does this, it will damage your reputation.

It’s even more intolerable to rob people of their wealth and wealth. Isn’t this equivalent to robbing your family’s money? As for lying to others...

I have to say that Xie Yuan is very capable of sophistry. The more Song Ming listens, the more he feels that what he says makes sense. Can he bear it? Of course I can’t bear it!

"What Aiqing said makes sense, but what if I can't kill him?"

"Then just tolerate him first, let him, let him go, and then kill him in a few years." Xie Yuan lowered his head and said word by word.

Song Ming repeated it, exhaled slowly, and a smile gradually appeared on his face. It had to be said that after chatting with Xie Yuan for a while, he felt much more relaxed.

"good!"

Song Ming saw that it was already noon and said: "Back off!"

"Wei Chen resigns!"

Xie Yuan walked out of the imperial study and exhaled slowly, and left the palace in a good mood.