At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

While taking out the incense sticks from the basket, Xie Yuheng replied, "You have also been in the Hanlin Academy, although it was a commoner's hall."

"But you should also know that historical records are not necessarily true."

"At that time, Shao Bao held an important position. If he really had the intention of treason, he would have rebelled long ago."

Not to mention later, when he held important positions.

It is not impossible that after driving away the Di Rong people, Xie Qian led his troops to change direction and directly usurp the throne.

If he didn't have that at the time, how could he suddenly want to be the emperor later?

ridiculous!

Xie Yuheng held the incense stick in his hand, brought it close to the candle on the table, and lit it with the help of the flame.

He bowed solemnly three times, and then inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner.

She moved to give her seat to others.

Continuing to talk about the ancestors, naturally also included the grievances with the Chi family.

"I was wondering, how could the Patriarch, who is such a good person, deliberately target and exclude someone?"

"It turns out that we and the Chi family are enemies for generations!"

Xie Zhushu gritted his teeth and said, "If I had known earlier, I would have squatted outside the Chi family's door every day and impeached them every day."

Xu Lu shook his head and said, "Have you forgotten that he has a nephew, Kunmo of Wusun? Impeachment is not a big deal."

"It's useless, but I can disgust them!"

Xie Zhushu glared at Xu Lu, wondering why he always spoke for the Chi family.

Xu Lu still shook his head. "If you ask me, it's better to start with the silk of the second son of the Chi family."

"Or destroy it, or poison it or something like that. For a businessman, reputation is the most important thing."

"Or maybe he could bribe the person who collects night incense and pour it at his door every day. Why would he go and wait there himself?"

Others in the hall: "......"

Xie Zhushu silently moved away from him. It turned out that the head of the family was led astray by the thief Xu.

What a black-hearted thief!

After everyone had finished burning incense, Xie Yuheng slowly told them his plan.

"At the court meeting tomorrow, I estimate that Chi Guanxu will most likely impeach me, and Xie Pingan..."

Xie Ruguang blinked and asked, "Who is Xie Ping'an?"

Xie Zhushu joked: "My dear sister, I usually tell you to read more books, but you insist on feeding the pigs. Xie Pingan doesn't even know!"

Xie Ruguang clenched his fists. Damn it, why hasn’t Sister Yunhua come back yet? I really want to beat her up.

Every profession has its own expertise. She is good at embroidery, but books are her weak point.

Xie Yuheng said in a deep voice: "The Wusun caravan has entered the city, but I still don't know their purpose."

"So, there may be some changes tomorrow, and we need you..."

After Xie Yuheng finished speaking, cheers came from outside the hall.

"What a good way to praise by first suppressing!"

At some point, Si Yuandao and Yang Chengwu were standing in the corridor outside the hall.

Xie Yuheng had noticed it a long time ago but had not said anything until he heard what Yang Chengwu said.

She stood up and stepped forward, bowing, "Hello, sir, uncle-master."

Yang Chengwu held a fish basket in his hand and looked at his little nephew carefully, then gave Si Yuandao a cold look.

He said, this old thief, how come he has time to ask him to go fishing, it seems like he wants to recruit him into his gang.

Yang Chengwu looked at Xie Yuheng and asked seriously, "Have you informed His Majesty of this matter?"

"Never."

Yang Chengwu frowned, turned around and glared at Si Yuandao, "How can you be a master, you old dog!"

As far as Yang Chengwu knew, Xie Yuheng did not raise troops privately.

Although Si Yuandao dotes on this disciple, he still has to be sensible when it comes to matters involving the bottom line.

Without soldiers, is it just relying on the reputation accumulated by Xie’s Academy over the years?

When Yang Chengwu thought about this, he felt his eyes go dark.

Si Yuandao also rolled his eyes at Yang Chengwu. "You know shit!"

At the critical moment in Hulu Valley, Dongxing Town...

It is said among the people of Jiangling that Yuheng is a fairy. Si Yuandao thinks that there is some truth to this.

"You old dog, I'm afraid you took epilepsy drugs..."

Yang Chengwu snorted coldly and asked Xie Yuheng again.

"Do you know the fate of those who have tested the hearts of their rulers since ancient times?"

"Yuheng knows it." Xie Yuheng curled the corners of his lips slightly.

"But Your Majesty intends to let Yuheng be the prince's teacher, so he has to receive some compensation, right?"

Yang Chengwu held his forehead with his hand. Listen to what he said. Remuneration? !

It is something that all the literati in the world yearn for, but when it comes to this little guy, he even asks for payment.

The more I thought about it, the more dizzy I felt.

Yang Chengwu threw the fish basket away, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards Si Yuandao.

The voice seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth, "Si Jinzhou——"

Such a smart child was corrupted by you, an old dog!

"Yang Chengwu, what are you doing? Don't think I won't fight back!"

I saw two old men fighting in the yard.

other people:? ? ?

Liu asked worriedly, "Shouldn't we stop fighting?"

Xie Yuheng shook his head and looked at the two people who were fighting.

"Need not."

First suppress and then promote.

With her current reputation, if she is suppressed, it will definitely cause a big wave.

Only in this way can the name of our ancestors be raised to a high enough level.

She wants it, and everyone in the world knows it!

However, not informing Yu Chuheng in advance did have the intention of testing the king's heart.

She has worked in all six ministries and has introduced reforms in all of them.

Daliang had no shortage of food or money, and even its weapons were of high quality.

In the north, the Huns split up and lived their own lives, and in the east, Goryeo was almost destroyed.

The caravan in Daliang is also back on track.

As a result, mulberry farmers in Jiangnan no longer had to sell their silk to the Chi family, and they had more choices.

The Chi family's silk is not good, so Wusun naturally can't do it either, and continues to sell inferior goods at high prices.

Therefore, the Wusun had been suffering for several years.

As for the fact that the Chu Emperor did not live to be fifty...

There are still old ministers now, wait for them to retire.

There is also the Minister of Personnel to support him. When the Minister of Personnel gets old, people like Yang Bingwen will be able to take charge on their own.

To put it simply:

——If the emperor wants to get rid of the donkey after it has served its purpose, now is a good time.

Xie Yuheng exhaled a breath, raised his head and looked into the distance.

She was different from her ancestors, not only in that their ancestors liked to wear blue clothes, but she loved red.

What's more, she will not sacrifice her life for the world.

She has to put herself first, and then be a minister who worries about the world.

The king is benevolent and his subjects are respectful.

If you are unkind, blow you up!

......

At the same time, inside the palace, Chu Heng inexplicably felt a chill.

He raised his eyes from the pile of memorials in confusion and looked around, but there was nothing there.

Chu Heng muttered, "Could it be that he caught a cold?"

As he spoke, he placed the memorial in his hand that he had just reviewed on the low table beside him and picked up another one.

The candlelight flickered, and before we knew it, night had fallen.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning illuminated the window lattice, followed by a loud thunder outside the house, and soon a spring breeze came with heavy rain.

It rained heavily all night, but the next morning, there was not a drop of rain.

Outside the main gate of Jiangling Marquis' Mansion, several men in official uniforms were walking back and forth, and occasionally some of them would argue with each other.

Xu Lu walked towards the tree next to him and looked at Xie Zhushu with a smile.

"Who said there won't be rain? Just stand still and I'll make it rain for you."

"You think I'm stupid?"