My bad words were heard by all the civil and military officials in the court

Without any effort on the part of the Grand Tutor, Ye Shengxin waited for Zhang Liang and took out "Two or Three Things of a Minister".

Just as he was about to turn it over, Xu Changyu tugged at his sleeve.

Under Ye Shengxin's inquiring gaze, he took out the still warm oil paper bag.

He whispered, "Master Ye, do you want to try some beef buns?"

In the Zhou Dynasty, oxen were not allowed to be bought, sold or killed at will, so beef was rare.

Emperor Jingming only ate it a few times throughout the year.

In order to save his grandfather, Xu Changyu made a great effort.

Ye Shengxin also took out the oil paper bag and opened it carefully under Xu Changyu's surprised gaze.

He took out three pastries of different flavors and placed them in front of Xu Changyu.

She whispered, "Thank you, Brother Xu, for the cakes you gave me last time. You can try some of mine this time."

Xu Changyu stared at the pastries without moving, not knowing what he was thinking.

He never took back the oil paper bag in his hand.

Seeing this, Ye Shengxin was moved by Xu Changyu's persistent kindness and took the oil paper bag from his hand.

Then he placed his three cakes in his hand.

"It's delicious, you should try it, it's definitely worth it!"

Feeling the weight of the pastry in his hand, Xu Changyu glanced at Emperor Jingming and the ministers who were pretending not to notice their little actions.

Enduring the tingling scalp, he said carefully: "I'll try it later."

"After the court session, the cakes will get cold and their taste will be greatly reduced."

Ye Shengxin said as she stuffed a piece of cake into Xu Changyu's mouth and encouraged him with her eyes, telling him to eat quickly because she had more.

"Don't worry, the emperor won't find out. I've eaten it many times."

“Never got caught once.”

Emperor Jingming, who has good hearing, said: …

He wondered whether he should narrow his broad mind.

Otherwise, everyone would think he was easy to fool.

After a while, he gave up.

Never mind, this child only has this harmless hobby, so let her be.

Having his mouth filled with pastries made the always polite Xu Changyu feel a little desperate.

Especially when he met Emperor Jingming's eyes, under his sharp gaze, the sound of chewing in his mouth became smaller and smaller.

The whole person was in a trance.

Is this retribution?

It’s too cruel. Ye Shengxin is really too cruel.

"Forget it, I'll give it all to you if you like it."

Xu Changyu was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes. Ye Shengxin had no choice but to stuff all the cakes that the tutor gave her into Xu Changyu's hands.

He said, "I will eat the beef buns after the court session. I am full now. Thank you, Brother Xu, for your kindness."

Xu Changyu: ...

"By the way, if you eat my food, we will be good brothers. Remember to help me keep an eye on His Majesty and don't let him find out that I am slacking off."

Ye Xingxin took out the secret book again and asked Xu Changyu to be her accomplice.

Xu Changyu: ...

Facing the vague attention from everyone and the condemning gaze from my grandfather, His Majesty.

The tears in Xu Changyu's eyes fell completely.

He was wrong, really.

Big mistakes.

He shouldn't have provoked Ye Shengxin, and shouldn't have been so smart. Now he has ruined himself, he deserves it!

[Wow, system, guess what I saw? ]

The ministers pricked up their ears. What?

Whose little secret is it this time?

[Lord Zhang Liang, he has a very good relationship with his son, so good that he can drink his son's foot washing water. ]

[Tsk tsk… this father is such a role model! ]

【All adults should learn this. 】

The ministers looked horrified;...

No, we don’t!

Everyone looked at Zhang Liang, whose expression was extremely ugly. They didn't realize that he was such a person in private.

And his hobby... is even more niche!

[Host, what exactly is going on? ]

Ye Xingxin: [Let me see. Oh, three years ago, Mr. Zhang Liang took his family to the Fo'an Temple to burn incense and pray for blessings. When they drew lots, except for his son, the rest of the family drew a medium lot.]

[Surprised, he added more money to the incense offering and asked the abbot of the temple to interpret the fortune for his son. The interpretation was amazing, and he got the result of a high position in the government and a good beginning and a good end.]

[That is to say, Mr. Zhang's son is a talented person with a promising future. His name will be recorded in history books and he will bring honor to the Zhang family.]

[When Master Zhang heard this, he was overjoyed and wanted to go back immediately to burn incense and inform his ancestors.]

[However, it was already late, and it was not suitable to travel, so he stayed overnight, and asked his servants to quietly buy some fine wine and delicacies, intending to have some fun with his son. ]

[They drank a little too much during this happy time, and then ran out together while the servants were not paying attention.]

[The two stumbled into the temple's kitchen, looked at the cooking utensils, and, drunk, said to each other that they wanted to show off their skills, and then began to destroy the pots and pans.]

[You certainly can't expect two drunkards to make anything good, so Mr. Zhang's son made himself lie on the big iron pot and started to steam himself. ]

[Master Zhang Liang squatted on the ground, burning firewood and throwing seasonings into the iron pot.]

[Mr. Zhang's son felt the water was hot and probably thought it was a footbath, so he took off his shoes and put his feet in it.]

[When several monks heard the noise and came over, the feet of Mr. Zhang's son had already been boiled red.]

[At that time, he raised his foot and asked his father, "How is his washing?" 】

[Master Zhang replied, the pig's trotters are cooked very well, and they look ready to be served.]

【So Mr. Zhang and his son ignored the monks' dissuasion, snatched a few bowls from them, and began to rush to taste the pig's trotter soup. 】

[They even mistook the monk who tried to dissuade them as a robber who was trying to steal their things, and they held on to the big iron pot tightly and refused to let go.]

[Two people who were almost full used up half of the water for foot washing. ]

[The monks were in despair. They didn't expect that not only could they not get the iron pot back, but they also couldn't defeat two drunkards.]

[The commotion was quite loud at the time, and many monks knew about it. In the end, the abbot came over and, at the cost of violating the precepts, used the roasted chicken in the guest's hand to buy back the foot-washing water that the two people cherished so much and would never let go.]

[System, it says that because of this incident, the old abbot recited the Sutra of Rebirth for the chicken that the father and son ate at the Buddhist temple for 49 days.]

[I still feel guilty when I think about it, so in the past three years, whenever Mr. Zhang and his son came to the Buddhist temple, I would close the door and not see them.]

[I am really angry. Alas.]

[I guess the old host didn't expect to encounter such a bad thing. 】

[But what does foot washing water taste like? ]

Ye Xingxin looked at Zhang Liang, [I wonder if Master Zhang drank again later? ]

Everyone:...

Everyone looked at Zhang Liang, whose face was red, head lowered, and he wished he could hide in a crack in the ground, with eyes that looked like they were waiting for a good show.

Tsk twice.

Don't mention it, they want to know too.

Did Zhang Liang drink it again later?

Zhang Liang:......

Zhang Liang glared at everyone in embarrassment, wondering what they were looking at.

Am I the kind of person who will eat anything when I am sober?

Zhang Liang wanted to faint when he thought about his little secret being known by his colleagues.

It will have great achievements in the future, but it makes his son, who drank the foot washing water with him, want to slap him.

What a terrible son!

[System, Mr. Zhang's face looks really ugly. This is probably what happened to his ancestral grave being dug up.]

Everyone: Σ(っ °Д °;)っ

Is it really going to be dug up?

Zhang Liang was also frightened.

If Ye Xingxin had said something bad once, he could still comfort himself, but if he had said it twice...

Since Zhang Liang closed his eyes, he had to believe it!