I am the faint king [system]

Little Ancestor, the plaque on the court hall was written by your founding ancestors. You actually put hot and sour noodles, so you are not afraid to piss off all the officials and enrage the late emperor.

Haven't waited for him to speak.

Chu Yue had already made a unilateral decision: "Then let's do this."

Now Eunuch Zheng is crying, what if the fault is blamed on him?Wouldn't he have become a sinner through the ages?

Although he was castrated, he didn't want to be Zhao Gaogao.He's just an Eunuch Jung who likes to eat fat.

If not, you must find someone to fix it.

"By the way, Shoufu is looking for Shoufu Yang!"

Eunuch Zheng took the opportunity to ask the little eunuch beside him to go to the Ministry of War to find Yang Qinglian. At the moment, Yang Qinglian is just in charge of the Ministry of War affairs. The Ministry of War should pay more attention, and it needs talents who can support it.

Yang Qinglian was so busy taking off that a young eunuch rushed in to tell her about His Majesty's situation.

Yang Qinglian's mind flashed unconsciously the appearance of His Majesty in the early court.

She did.

She really didn't go for that face.

And in the imperial study room, someone who actively wanted to become a faint king was having a post framed, and personally bumped into the plaque of the Golden Luan Hall.

With a voice: "Master Shoufu, please see me!"

"Oh, my aunt is finally here." Eunuch Zheng was secretly delighted.

"Why is Yang Qinglian here?"

Chu Yue didn't think that Yang Qinglian would have anything to report after she came down to court. Logically speaking, as the head of all officials, she should be very busy at this point.

After all, being the head of a hundred officials at a young age is not afraid of being jealous, and being taken advantage of by those disobedient and ambitious officials.

If there were these courtiers, she would have a few good teammates.

Chu Yue thought that she had to see her anyway, so she said, "Let Lord Yang come in."

The person who made Yang Qinglian come in was the happiest person than Zheng Gonggong. He twisted his thick barrel-like waist and waited for someone to save him.

When Yang Qinglian came in, she gently lifted her knee robe and knelt on the ground.

"See Your Majesty."

Chu Yue said: "Pingshen."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Yang Qinglian held on to her official robe and stood up.

Chu Yue began to dutifully publish the nonsense that a faint king should publish.

She beckoned and said, "Come to Yang Aiqing to read my first poem."

Yang Qinglian nodded slightly and said, "No, Your Majesty."

The next moment, the slender jade fingers that were as transparent as jade were sandwiched between the paper and handed to him.

Yang Qinglian looked at Chu Yue's fingertips, her eyes froze for a moment, the fingers looked as beautiful as if they had been carved.

But it didn't last long, she glanced at the so-called poem written on the paper, then folded it respectfully, and handed it back.

Chu Yue carefully looked at Yang Qinglian's expression, trying to see something from her face?

"What do you think, Ai Qing?"

Yang Qinglian lowered her eyes, unable to see her emotions clearly: "Chen, I don't understand the words on the paper."

Chu Yue clicked her tongue a few times and made a disdainful sound.

"Then Ai Qing has to study harder."

"This poem is given to you. You take it home and frame it and hang it in the lobby."

Heh, I can't be a monster in the palace, and I can't go to your house to be a monster!

Yang Qinglian thought of the dog crawling character, not to mention the crookedness, it felt like it was drawn, it was not written, it was painted out at all.

She sighed: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Seeing her low-browed and pleasing attitude, Chu Yue didn't dare to say a word about herself, and she suddenly wanted to be arrogant.

Hmph, no matter how much you pretend to be a loyal minister, you are actually just a mediocre minister who is following the crowd, it's just that the gender is different, but it suits me.

Although it is very suitable for Yang Qinglian to be the head of the hundred officials, but the first emperor is gone after all, I am afraid that this woman's status will not be much better in the future.

Chu Yue swung her bright yellow sleeves, "Ai Qing, step down."

Yang Qinglian lowered her head so that it was hard to see her expression clearly.

She said: "Your Majesty, I still have something to report."

Chu Yue asked strangely, "What's the matter?"

Yang Qinglian was not in a hurry to say clearly, but said: "Please move your honor."

Chu Yue was speechless. Is there anything this female official can't say directly?

She condescended and leaned over, and the paper on Yang Qinglian's fingertips just happened to loosen and fell to the ground, and was instantly stuck under her feet.

Yang Qinglian's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly and said: "Your Majesty, be careful of your holy feet."

Chu Yue wanted to bend down to pick up the paper, but was held back by Yang Qinglian's hands. Although she was obviously petite and weak, she felt that the other party was strong enough to hold her tight.

"Although your Majesty is a young minister who is three years old, how can you bow to this humble minister! This is to break the humble minister."

Chu Yue: ......

If I can break you, I will burn yellow paper, cut up roast chicken and pour shochu for you every day.

worship you.

"I just want to pick things up."

She tried to pick it up again, but the paper under her feet was glued to it, torn off and turned into waste paper.

Yang Qinglian's face darkened, and her voice was deep and majestic: "Your Majesty! The poem you gave to me is ruined."

Why does it feel like Yang Qinglian is more like an empress than she is? Her accusatory appearance makes her feel that she is the culprit for doing something wrong.

Fart!Although I stepped on it, it seems to be my fault.

But why do I feel that this paper was manipulated by your thoughts and moved to my feet!

Chu Yue's feet wearing golden boots froze, and she didn't lift them up or not.

Until Eunuch Zheng looked down: "Your Highness, this is not the sesame candy cake you ordered. Why did you not finish eating it and it got stuck under your feet? The slave thought you ate it when the plate was empty."

But I thought to myself that it was strange, His Majesty has always been a greedy monkey, how could he let go of something delicious.

She couldn't stop until she couldn't move.