His Majesty And Ministers

Le hugged his younger brother and carried a small wooden sword on his back, and ran all the way from the path back to the secluded courtyard.

There is an old plaque hanging in front of the courtyard gate, with the words "Xiaoyixuan" written on it. The space between the words is already thick with wind and dust, but it can't hide the three-point penetrating power.

Xiao Jingyun was still slapping her elder brother's tender face angrily: "Wow wow!"

"Yun'er, don't make trouble." Jing Le grabbed his younger brother's fleshy paw with a straight face, "We have to meet the master."

"!!!!!!"

Jing Yun opened her eyes wide, honestly.

Jing Le carefully stepped into the courtyard with his younger brother in his arms, stood still in front of a paper window, then lowered his head gently: "Master."

for a long time.

"You're a moment late."

"It's still too late..." Jing Le pursed her lips, then lowered her head again: "I understand."

"Go outside and split the sword a hundred times." The man's voice was as cold as ice, "No wind is allowed."

"Yes, Master."

Jing Le hesitated for a moment, then raised her head and said, "Master, can you watch Yun'er for my disciple?"

"Yes." The man replied, "Bring him into the house."

"Thank you, master!" Jing Le smiled and carried her younger brother to the door, "Your apprentice knocked on the door and came in?"

"kindness."

Jing Le carried her younger brother into the house.The man was sitting quietly by the window, the candle was flickering, and the dim yellow candlelight reflected on his long black hair, covering a flowing halo.

Jing Yun was carried onto the couch in a "babbling" manner. Jing Le stroked his soft fur and told him, "Yun'er, be good, listen to Master."

Jing Xiaoyun stared at her elder brother with wide eyes, and then turned her head to look at the man at the table whose breath was as cold as ice and snow. In vain, she recalled the gentle smile and embrace of the young man in the evening, and couldn't help feeling sad.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa—"

The man's eyebrows moved slightly: "What's wrong?"

Jing Le was a little embarrassed: "This..."

The man was silent for a while, finally got up, went to Jing Xiaoyun and bent over to hug him: "Don't cry."

The angry Jing Xiaoyun was not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf. Although she was a little scared, she slapped Master Bingshan's face resolutely with a wave of her little paw.

"!!" Jing Le took a deep breath, stepped forward and said, "Master, how about... the disciple still has the rhyme..."

"What did you meet outside?"

"Ah?" Jing Le was stunned, "Yeah, it's nothing, there's just one person..."

He looked at his master's expressionless face, and said cautiously: "I didn't take good care of my younger brother, and accidentally let him run away. When I found him later, I saw a person hugging him."

"...Yun'er likes to be hugged by him, and she refuses to come back. It is because of this that we are late."

The man remained silent, and gently let go of the little guy who kept "babbling" in his arms, lowered his head and looked at him: "Don't make trouble."

Jing Xiaoyun was stunned by the man's icy eyes at first, but she immediately reacted: "You're vicious against me!"So I let go of my voice and cried, this time turning the volume to the highest level.

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa—"

man:"……"

Jing Le: "Master, what should I do?"

Man: "...children, it's hard to raise."

Jing Ye saw the two brothers again the next day.

The little one smiled when he saw him, and opened his hands for a hug.Jing Ye walked over and held out his hand.The older one hesitated for a moment, but still hugged his younger brother and handed it out.

Jing Ye smiled and picked up the little guy, and rubbed his flower-like face. It would be more perfect if he could just take it back like this.

Jing Xiaoyun raised her head and opened her mouth, vomited a bubble, her smiling face was endearing.

Jing Ye smiled at Jing Le and said, "Lost again?"

Jing Le looked at his curved eyebrows, suddenly felt a little embarrassed about the lie he told yesterday, and rubbed the small wooden sword: "No, no."

Jing Ye tightened Jing Xiaoyun, who was constantly moving in his arms, and asked him, "You have to practice outside until this hour every day?"

Jing Le nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Master said, those who are about to be entrusted with great responsibilities must first work hard on their minds and muscles."

Jing Ye looked at the wooden sword in his hand again, and suddenly found that the back of the sword was hollowed out: "This is..."

Jing Le followed his gaze and replied, "Master wants me to use it to practice chopping and stabbing until there is no sound of wind piercing through the air."

Jing Ye: "..."

A child who is only eight years old is so strict.He thought of the group of ancestors at home who could cry when they scratched their little fingers, and he couldn't help but gently held the boy's hand, and found that there was a thin layer of calluses on it: "Are you happy when you practice martial arts every day?"

Jing Le froze for a moment, then shook her head: "I don't know, but I have to practice."

Jing Ye sighed inwardly.

Lu Baizang came to deliver snacks to His Majesty as usual, Jing Ye looked at the porcelain plate with the snacks, and suddenly asked him, "Do you know what kind of snacks children like to eat?"

Lu Baizang was slightly surprised, and said with a smile: "I have a little niece who used to pester me for snacks before entering the palace."

"Is that so?" Jing Ye couldn't help laughing, "Then please do what you did before."

"kindness?"

No need to fry melon seeds anymore?

"There is no need to stir-fry melon seeds." Jing Ye said, "If you don't bother me, please make a few snacks that Qing's niece likes to eat."

Lu Baizang raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Your Majesty's words are too unfamiliar." As he said that, he bullied him, "As long as Your Majesty wants, there is nothing on my body that I can't give..."

"Ai Qing." Jing Ye stepped back expressionlessly, "Do you still remember Lu Huihui?"

Lu Baizang: "..."

Jing Ye was holding a pack of pastries as usual by the lake. Sure enough, when it was almost evening, Jing Le came out from the shade of the tree holding Jing Xiaoyun who kept "babbling".

Jing Ye smiled and leaned over, took Jing Yun who had already opened her hand, smiled and said to the serious elder brother, "Are you hungry?"

"..." Jing Le lowered his eyes: "I'm not hungry."

"That's it." Jing Ye freed a hand and slowly opened the paper bag in his hand, "Then do you want to eat pastries?"

Lu Baizang's culinary skills were indeed superb, as soon as the paper bag was opened, a sweet fragrance wafted into the air.Jing Xiaoyun stared straight at her eyes, and her saliva was like a broken dam.

Jing Le swallowed, and just about to say no, her stomach grumbled, and she blushed immediately.

Jing Ye couldn't help laughing.Pick up a piece and send it to the mouth of the little guy who is desperately trying to grab it.Jing Le blushed and wanted to carry it, but Jing Ye took another piece and stuffed it directly into the mouth.

After all, it is a child, the yam cake with jujube paste in his mouth melts in his mouth, accompanied by the sweet fragrance of red date paste, he can't help but swallow it in his stomach.

Ever since his father passed away, Jing Le has never had any meals or snacks that can be used to satisfy his hunger.Because Master never eats these.

Jing Ye smiled and rubbed his head.

Neither the following palace guards, nor the uncles and nephews who were having a good meal, did not notice that a snow-white dress turned gently in the tall bushes not far away.

After feeding the two steamed stuffed buns, Jing Ye returned to the Palace of Peace on the imperial chariot. Ye Mao was waiting at the gate of the palace. When he saw the emperor get off the chariot, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the two lords you sent to the southwest, Yin and Tang, Today, Shen Shi has returned to Kyoto."

"Really?" Jing Ye leaned down from the chariot, "All the imperial envoys have returned to court... Then it's time to settle their accounts."

The next day.

Jing Ye sat on the dragon chair in a five-clawed dragon robe, and raised his voice, "Tang Aiqing, Yin Aiqing."

The two looked at each other again, stepped out and clasped their hands and said, "The minister is here."

"I've always been worried about the disaster in the Southwest, and now the two lovers have come back..." Jing Ye gently stroked the dragon's head on the armrest with his index finger, "...Can you tell me how the disaster is now?"

Yin Yuan took a step forward, stroked his sleeves and knelt down on the ground: "Reporting to Your Majesty, after the 30 supplies arrived in the southwest, more people can live in peace and warmth, and the disaster situation has greatly improved."

Jing Ye laughed: "Really? Then I will thank you two lovers."

The two people under the steps also laughed: "Your Majesty is wise and wise, and it is the blessing of our people."

"I'm so relieved that Aiqing said that." Jing Ye said with a smile, only he could hear a bit of gnashing of teeth, "Since that's the case, I still have some seemingly untrue rumors here. Please take a look at the two lovers."

Tang Yin and the two had strange expressions on their faces, and raised their heads, only to see the emperor pull out a red seal from his sleeve, raise his hand and throw it down the steps.

The two couldn't help but their hearts sank.

Tang Hongwen moved his fingers, stepped forward slowly, picked up the memorial, and unfolded it for a closer look.

For a moment, the hall was completely silent.Tang Hongwen stood at the bottom of the steps looking at the book, and the more he looked at it, the more his body trembled, and finally his hands trembled, and the book fell to the ground, and he himself knelt down and bowed down: "Minister! Your Majesty..."

Yin Yuan sensed that something was wrong, so he hurried up to pick up the memorial and read it as well.However, after a rough glance, he was dripping with cold sweat, and immediately fell to the ground: "Your Majesty is clearly aware! I have never concealed anything from Your Majesty!"

Jing Ye leaned forward and stared at them: "Then what Aiqing means is that the magistrate of Shahe County falsely reported the news with the intention of deceiving the king?"

"Yes Yes……"

"Do you really think this is the only one you handed me!" Jing Ye raised his voice sharply, "Officials from several counties and towns near Shahe County have handed over their papers! Say you two! Report it! Even pocket your own money and make a profit from it!"

"... Tell me, who should I trust?"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Jing Ye looked at the two of them coldly: "Tang Hongwen and Yin Yuan have embezzled the state treasury, cheated the king and refused to report, and they should be killed if they judge the law."

"Your Majesty!" The two of them had nothing to say, they just knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "I beg Your Majesty to forgive my crime..."

Jing Ye looked at the two indifferently: "Where is Jin Wu in front of the palace?"

There was a sound of armor clashing behind the huge colonnade, and a soldier full of killing spirit stood up: "Your Majesty."

"Take the two of them out of the palace, take off their official uniforms, and throw them out of the palace."

"Yes!"

"Order the Imperial Forest Army to confiscate the mansion of Yin and Tang, and leave immediately without delay."