The boss of the end of the world wears a red building, if you don't agree, just hold it

In the imperial study, the emperor's expression was incomprehensible, "Wu Yong, did you see it?"

Wu Yong bowed his body, knowing that the emperor didn't really want him to say anything, so he stood aside respectfully.

"Humph!" The emperor said in a sour tone, "That bastard even gave away the jade pendant that symbolizes his status. And all the things I gave him are now worn by a young boy. This is really unreasonable."

Wu Yong smiled and said, "The prince and Master Lin are on good terms, and the emperor should be happy to have someone to talk and joke with."

"Happy..." The emperor snorted coldly, "Forget it, I think that brat is a heartless person. When he was young, he called his brother the best. Now look, as soon as I sent someone to the palace, he chased after me."

The emperor became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. "Could it be that I would bully a child?"

Wu Yong groaned inwardly. Although he just wanted to be a quiet decoration now, he was afraid that the emperor would remember it in the future and blame him for not speaking up for the prince at this moment.

As the saying goes, living with the emperor is like living with a tiger. Wu Yong was helpless, but he could only say, "The prince has the emperor in his heart. I think he is afraid that Mr. Lin is young and ignorant and his words may offend you, so he rushed over in a hurry."

"This is exactly how sincere your Highness is." Wu Yong looked at the emperor's expression, and then said half-jokingly, "If your Highness knew what you said, I'm afraid he would come to you to make trouble."

The emperor's expression eased slightly, and he glanced at him, "I only said this to you. If Zheng'er knew about this, I would send you to raise horses."

Wu Yong said quickly: "Your Majesty, don't worry. Even if I die immediately, I will not let Your Majesty know."

On the imperial desk, a drafted imperial edict was spread out. Upon closer inspection, it was an imperial edict to transfer Lin Ruhai back to Beijing.

The emperor was somewhat puzzled and asked, "What kind of magic potion did that kid give Zheng'er to make him beg me for mercy?"

Xuan Zheng never liked to meddle in other people's affairs, but that day he went to the palace to find him and asked him to transfer Lin Ruhai back to Beijing.

If that kid Lin was a girl, the emperor would feel very gratified that the child he had raised with great effort had a lover, and he would definitely make some plans for that troublesome girl.

But that boy is a man with a penis!

The emperor picked up the imperial edict in a bad mood and pushed it to Wu Yong with disdain, "Go away, take it away quickly. I get annoyed when I see it."

Lin Chengyu suddenly felt a chill on his back, but he couldn't care less about it at the moment because the bastard Xuan Zheng was still teasing him.

"Stop!" Lin Chengyu struggled to free her feet from the restraints and stepped on Xuan Zheng's shoulders to stop him from getting closer. "That's enough. If you keep making trouble, I'll really be angry."

After the ordeal just now, Lin Chengyu's hair was messy, her cheeks were red, her eyes were tearful, and her sparkling eyes made Xuan Zheng's heart tremble.

But Lin Chengyu's reaction was clearly a sign of about to lose his temper.

Xuan Zheng was well aware of the principle of knowing when to stop, so he immediately showed signs of surrender.

"You're so annoying." Lin Chengyu pushed Xuan Zheng's tall body back a little with force on his feet. "What else can you do besides tickling me? Let's fight next time. I'll beat you until you cry for mercy."

Xuan Zheng placed his palms on the beautiful white feet on her shoulders, and a smile appeared on his handsome face, "Young Master, please forgive me this time. I won't dare to do it again."

Lin Chengyu was satisfied. Xuan Zheng had once again plucked the hair from the tiger's head and escaped unscathed, so he was also very happy.

More of a sense of pride.

In the whole world, besides him, who else can understand Chengyu so well.

No!

He was alone.

They are the best two people in the world.

After Xuan Zheng coaxed the person, he took the person in his arms and revealed a cold look where Lin Chengyu couldn't see.

If anyone dares to snatch Chengyu away from him, he will make them regret coming to this world.

The carriage was swaying and moving very slowly. Lin Chengyu was drowsy, and Xuan Zheng dutifully acted as a cushion to help people sleep more comfortably.

When Lin Chengyu woke up, the familiar ceiling of the bed came into view, with dim candlelight shining through the bed curtains.

I slept too long, so my head couldn't help but feel a little groggy, and I felt confused as if I didn't know what day it was.

He drew aside the bed curtains and saw that there was no one else in the room.

After a while, the outer door opened and familiar footsteps came closer and closer.

Lin Chengyu raised the corner of his lips, looking as if he was holding back a lot of bad intentions.

He quietly put the bed curtain back to its original state and lay down quietly. When a pair of familiar hands lifted the bed curtain, Lin Chengyu suddenly spoke.

Xuan Zheng immediately pretended to be frightened by him, "You scared me."

Lin Chengyu sat cross-legged, smiling happily. He tilted his head, and his fearless look was the result of being spoiled by Xuan Zheng.

Xuan Zheng pretended to be angry, pressed the man down on the bed, and said angrily, "You have to compensate me."

"How to compensate?"

Xuan Zheng thought for a moment and said, "I haven't made up my mind yet, so I'll just owe it to you first."

Seeing Lin Chengyu was happy, he said, "There is a good news, do you want to know?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Chengyu asked him, "Tell me about it and let me know if it's good news."

Xuan Zheng said: "Lord Lin will be transferred back to Beijing soon. The imperial edict has been issued."

Lin Chengyu's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Xuan Zheng said: "Of course it is true."

During his tenure as the Imperial Censor of Salt, Lin Ruhai worked diligently and never slacked off for a single day, and the emperor praised him highly in the imperial edict.

Not only that, the Minister of Rites is old and has no interest in power. He has long wanted to retire and return home, but there has been no suitable candidate to take over.

As soon as the imperial edict was issued, Lin Ruhai returned to Beijing to report on his work. There was a lot of discussion about this matter in the capital, and everyone said that the position of Minister of Rites was already in Lin Ruhai's pocket.

At the Jia family, when Grandmother Jia learned about this, she was very happy and asked people to prepare wine so that they could celebrate properly.

Jia Min was naturally happy sitting next to Lady Jia, and pretended not to hear some of what Lady Wang said.

Grandmother Jia held her daughter's hand and said with a smile, "In this case, you don't have to leave."

Jia Min said: "I am an unfilial daughter. I failed to fulfill my responsibilities as a daughter in the past few years, which made my mother worry day and night..."

"You are very filial, I know." Grandmother Jia spoke gently, her motherly heart moving people, "You followed your uncle to Yangzhou, it was helpless, you must not blame yourself."

The mother and daughter looked at each other with tears in their eyes, and their deep love made people sigh.

Wang Xifeng smiled and advised: "Old lady, aunt, today is a happy day, you should be happy."

Grandmother Jia wiped away her tears and said, "Feng girl is right. On this happy day, we should talk and laugh a little, so as not to fail the emperor's grace."

Jia Min also laughed, "That's what mother said."

Suddenly, the house became lively again, with everyone talking and laughing happily.

Mrs. Wang had a fake smile on her face, but in fact she was filled with hatred.

She suddenly sighed, looked at Jia Min with concern, and said, "Sister, don't blame me for speaking harshly. The emperor only ordered that my son-in-law be transferred back to the capital, but he didn't say what official position he would be given."

She paused, her face full of worry, and she seemed to be very worried about Jia Min. "If I come back to be a minor official in the capital, it would be better to be the Imperial Salt Inspector in Yangzhou, which is more respectable and glorious."