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"Who else is it? It must be the good deeds of those rebellious officials and thieves who are sour when they see your lord has won the emperor's favor! Huh! But the emperor would not listen to their slander, instead of ignoring them, he even planned to promote his lord after the autumn hunt."

Li Yong said it with a look of resentment, and said with an angry tooth itching: "Those hypocrites, who are benevolent and moral all day long, actually find assassins to hurt adults. Fortunately, God has eyes..."

"Okay, okay," Ye Weiyang hurriedly interrupted Li Yong, he knew how a high-ranking official would be assassinated if he had nothing to do, whether he provoked some forces or had some enemies, he continued to ask, "On weekdays Who doesn't like me?"

Li Yong didn't answer right away, and after thinking for a while, he broke his fingers and said: "Military Minister Wu Zhongxian, that old man has been talking about you and Youmei all day long, and said that he will get rid of you sooner or later."

Ye Weiyang's eyelids twitched, did she make a mistake, Minister of Military Aircraft!

"However, Mr. Wu didn't wait for that day. The year before last, he was forced to go to the battlefield to catch the wind and cold and died." Before Ye Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief, Li Yong continued, "Now he is Wu Zhongxian's son. Minister Wu Zishu clamored all day long to avenge his father and eliminate harm for the country."

Ye Weiyang suddenly felt a black line in front of her eyes, when is the time for retribution.

"The downcast clan headed by Minister of Military Affairs Wu Zishu, your teacher Zhu Gui, the scholar of the University, General Secretary Boxi of the Ministry of War, Minister of the Ministry of Officials..." Li Yong seemed to be reciting the name of a dish, and his mouth was bouncing out. Ye Weiyang uttered endless names, the more Ye Weiyang heard it, the more frightened she became. What did the original Ye Weiyang do to make so many people hate him.

Swallowing her saliva silently, Ye Weiyang stopped Li Yong: "Quick, bring me the mirror."

"Master, what do you... want a mirror for?" Li Yong was puzzled, why did this master become more and more unpredictable after losing his memory.

"Bring it quickly!" He looked to see if he was too ugly, or how he had provoked so many opponents.

Li Yong quickly brought over a bronze mirror, and Ye Weiyang couldn't help cursing when she looked in the mirror: "Fuck! Master, I am obviously handsome, handsome, and so handsome that weeping ghosts and gods, what are those? Minister of Military Aircraft, General, Grand Scholar, Minister, Minister and Minister, why do you dislike me all of them?"

"Could it be that I am a super upright official, and I don't associate with treacherous ministers, so I am appreciated by the emperor, so they envy and hate me?" Ye Weiyang looked left and right in the mirror, not bad, not bad, really handsome ,

Li Yong blinked his eyes: "Honest, upright official? Master, are you going to be an upright official? Master, don't scare the little ones!"

Ye Weiyang angrily threw the mirror on Li Yong, looking at the exquisite and luxurious furnishings in this room, one can guess that corrupt officials are more likely than honest officials, after all, he is the Minister of the Ministry of Households, in charge of the treasury Oil and water officials.

It hurts, it really hurts, and he really guessed it.

"Li Yong, bring me all the account books at home!" He wanted to see how much money this household secretary could covet.

Not long after, Li Yong brought an iron box over. Ye Weiyang opened the box and looked at the piles of ledgers, and suddenly felt like she was back in college. Anyway, it's fine to stay on the bed without legs, so why not count yourself How much money is there, it's okay if you don't count it, Ye Weiyang's eyelids start to twitch wildly.

After watching for a long time, Ye Weiyang can basically figure out how much his family has. Later, he looked at the approximate treasury income of the imperial court for a year. After such a comparison, Ye Weiyang almost pissed. Before he died, he took the road of He Shen. He still wanted to resign and return to his hometown to enjoy the blessings. As it is now, let alone how many people will be waiting to kill him once he resigns. I'm afraid it's that weird The emperor will not let him go.

Once assassinated, there will be a second time. There are people in this world who really want him to die. Ye Weiyang is not naive enough to think that he let go of the power in his hand, telling everyone that he will be fine if he loses his memory.

How can anyone finally play the time travel and come back to wait to be divided into corpses by five horses, Ye Weiyang pinched the center of her brows hard, the sky outside the window had already darkened, someone in the room had already turned on the lights at some time, and the incense was wafting, Very quiet.

He sighed faintly: "This official cannot resign."