The legitimate daughter is reborn to make money, abuse the scum, and do whatever she wants

As early as when Ye Chenghui insisted on rushing back, Brother Leng had already written to inform him. Now seeing Ye Chenghui's weak appearance, he hurriedly stepped forward to check.

Ye Chenghui took two steps back slightly, looked at Mu Qingyue and said, "No problem,"

When Mu Qingyue saw this, she also realized that the fourth cousin probably didn't want her to know his physical condition. Since she knew what he was thinking, she looked at Ye Chenghui and said, "There are clothes prepared for the fourth cousin in the carriage. Fourth cousin, please change first, and the coachman will send you there!"

Seeing that Mu Qingyue was ready, Ye Chenghui's eyes were full of gratitude. He immediately stopped delaying and looked at Mu Qingyue and said, "Okay! I'll go over first and come back later to thank my cousin!"

Mu Qingyue nodded slightly, then looked at the driver and said, "Be more steady on the road and hurry up! Don't miss the time!"

"Yes!"

Dang Ji changed direction and rushed towards the Ministry of Rites with Ye Chenghui.

Mu Qingyue looked at the shadow of the carriage leaving, and couldn't help praying in her heart, hoping that she could catch up.

Bai Zijian couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw that Ye Chenghui hadn't arrived yet. He asked how he could possibly arrive in time, but Qing'er didn't believe in evil and insisted on adding him. Now it's great! It's not that I have to heal it myself, but there is no other way at the moment. I can only look at the person next to me and say: "The person has arrived..."

Before Bai Zijian finished speaking, he saw his carriage approaching. He immediately took two steps and said, "Qing'er, the time has come. Don't cause any more trouble. Go back! This is not the place you should be. .”

After listening to Bai Zijian's words, Ye Chenghui paused, then walked out, looked at Bai Zijian and said respectfully: "Uncle! It's me!"

Bai Zijian looked at Ye Chenghui inside and couldn't help but be a little surprised, "Hui'er? Are you back in a hurry?" Then he reacted and looked at Ye Chenghui hurriedly and said: "Quick, quick, quick, it's about to start! Hurry over and get ready!"

"Yes! Thank you uncle!" Ye Chenghui saw Bai Zijian waiting outside, and he understood instantly. He hurriedly stepped forward to thank him, and then walked quickly inside.

Everyone looked at Ye Chenghui who suddenly appeared, and couldn't help but be a little surprised. Then they thought about it, and their faces were inevitably a little distressed. Originally, there were so many competitors, and they didn't have much hope. Now there is another one. Apart from his status as a concubine, there are other things on his face. It's really hard to fault.

Feng Zhiyan looked at Ye Chenghui who suddenly came over, his eyes flickered, and then he stood up, respectfully saluted several officials of the Ministry of Etiquette, glanced at Ye Chenghui and said: "Sir, the time for running for election has passed now, Fourth Young Master Ye I just rushed here, should I be judged as a waiver, otherwise it would be unfair?"

The ministers couldn't help but talk about it. Bai Zijian's face was very gloomy. Then he looked at the burning incense next to him. He couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. Then he looked at Feng Zhiyan and said, "What Mr. Feng said is true, but I still ask Mr. Feng to come to court." Look here! This stick of incense has not burned out yet!"

Feng Zhiyan followed what Bai Zijian pointed and looked to the side. Sure enough, the incense had just fallen, and his face suddenly turned red, and he sat back down.

Yin Shihang watched Feng Zhiyan return to his original position angrily, with a gloomy look on his face. He couldn't help but reveal a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and cursed secretly: "Idiot!"

Thinking of coming to run for the election, the imperial concubine had given a death order to marry Princess Jingle back to the Yin family. If there was one less person to compete, wouldn't my hopes be greater?

Thinking that Ye Chenghui had a good reputation in Beijing and was very capable, he then stood up, looked at everyone with arrogant eyes and said: "Princess, those who come to run for the Prince Consort are all the legitimate sons of the family, and they have a distinguished status. Young Master Ye, a little concubine, actually came to run for the election, I’m afraid it’s not legal!”

Bai Zijian couldn't help but frown when he heard Yin Shihang's words. Then he looked at the people below who were talking about each other. He was very distressed. They all really knew how to cause trouble. Then he looked at Yin Shihang and said, "There is no provision in this law. A concubine cannot participate in the election, but Young Master Yin’s conditions are even more stringent than those of the Holy One!”

Yin Shihang couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at Bai Zijian and said: "It's about the fate of the princess, so naturally you have to be more cautious. Master Bai is the uncle of the Fourth Young Master Ye, so he will naturally be helpful!"

"Young Master Yin's words are reasonable. Lord Bai, this Fourth Young Master Ye is naturally a bit unqualified!" As soon as Yin Shihang finished speaking, Lord Li hurriedly agreed.

"You!" Bai Zijian couldn't help but feel a little angry when he looked at Mr. Li's face as if he was a villain.

Ye Chengyan looked at the chattering and quarreling with everyone, and a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes. Then he stood up, glanced at Yin Shihang casually, and then looked at the adults and said, "Thank you all for treating me like this, Ye Mansion." Concerned, but when the fourth brother was born, he asked the master for approval. The road of love in this life was bumpy, and the numerology was difficult and dangerous. It needed to be recorded and broken. My aunt was kind-hearted, so she recorded it in her name, and he was born as the second son of the second wife. Genealogy, so the fourth brother is not a concubine, so Yin Shihang, can he stand for election?"

The corners of Bai Zijian's mouth raised slightly, and a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes. He really thought that the Ministry of Etiquette was the official authority of his Yin family. Then he looked at Yin Shihang and said, "I wonder if Mr. Yin has any questions! You might as well tell me and wait for me tomorrow. How about I ask the Holy One to have Mr. Yin preside over it?"

"This junior is so ashamed, Mr. Bai has embarrassed this junior!" Yin Shihang said and retreated.

Seeing the two people supporting him so much, Ye Chenghui couldn't help but smile, and then sat down quietly, waiting for the assessment.

Seeing that everyone had no doubts, Bai Zijian looked at Mr. Wang next to him and said, "Mr. Wang, let's start!"

"Yes!"

Following Master Wang's order, the primary election was in full swing. Everyone no longer had the playful smiles just now, and they all stood ready, hoping that they could become the candidates for the Prince Consort.

At this time, Leng Ye also led his soldiers towards the capital, and finally arrived in the city before the palace gate was locked. Leng Ye did not stop immediately, and rushed straight towards the palace to recover.

When Emperor Kang Jing heard that Leng Ye had returned to his life outside the palace, a glimmer of appreciation flashed in his eyes. Only a short time had passed before Leng Ye had captured all the bandits, but he was faster than he thought. He was really a rare general! Then he looked at Fu'an and said, "Let him come in!"

"Yes," Fu'an said hurriedly and respectfully.

After a while, Leng Ye walked in and said, "I have seen the emperor. Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor!"

"Ping Shen!" Emperor Kang Jing said calmly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Leng Ye quickly stood up to express his thanks.