big master, big liar

Bai Xiang punished Jinshang with a golden whip, and the news seemed to have planted wings and flew across the entire Shengjing, and he was about to break free from this world and fly to various places in Dayao.

It didn't take long to think about it, and there was a new story in the mouth of the storyteller. Faint rulers and ministers have always been a good show that the people love to hear.

And Bai Heng's power, after this incident, really reached a state of ecstasy, and even the aristocratic family raised their eyebrows even more.

Ji Yunxi had been recuperating for less than half a month, and there was a memorial to persuade him to be diligent in politics, and he also brought up the allusion of the emperor's ancestor who was seriously ill and kept reading the memorial without sleep.

Ji Yunxi tore the memorial to pieces.

These people clearly knew that Ji Yunxi was punished by the emperor's golden whip, but now they insisted on making such a statement, and in Ji Yunxi's heart, it was no different from mocking and intimidating.

"Bai Heng—" Ji Yunxi sneered. "I should have asked Zhu Yang to chop him up and feed him to the dogs."

"The second dog doesn't eat those, so don't try to bully it." Song Xuan, on the other hand, fed the medicine to his mouth: "Beat a snake and hit Qicun. Bai Heng is old enough to care about it for a long time." His life was lost, you killed him, but he fulfilled his reputation."

"I'll save it," Ji Yunxi took Song Xuan's hand and went to eat the soup in the spoon. "I just pretended not to see it."

He said so, but there was a haze in his eyes.

Song Xuanyun said lightly, "They want you to go to court, so you just go."

Ji Yunxi ate up the decoction, and then took the candied fruit from Song Xuan's hand: "They treat me like an animal, and even my brother doesn't love me anymore?"

Song Xuan inadvertently hooked the corner of his mouth: "I let you go, you go, not only to go, but also to behave well."

Seeing Song Xuan's smile, Ji Yunxi couldn't help becoming curious.

In the past few days, Song Xuan left early and returned late, was busy with travel and dust, and didn't know what he did. He just calmed down day by day.

When they were in the arena, whenever Song Xuan was playing tricks, he also looked like this. The more important things he kept from the sky, the more stable he would be, making people have no doubt about his ability.

He looked up at Song Xuan: "What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd, brother?"

"I've always only sold fake medicines," Song Xuan put the medicine bowl aside, pulled it over his ears, and instructed him in detail, with a serious look. "It's just that this matter has wronged you, otherwise..."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Ji Yunxi said with a smile. "I listen to my brother."

When he went to court the next day, all the ministers played according to the routine.Ji Yunxi sat on it with a pale complexion, and Bai Xiangdang saw that he was obedient, and there was a faint smile on his face.

In the middle of the court, Bai Heng came out to plead guilty, and said sincerely: "A few days ago, the old minister was in a hurry, so he sacrificed the golden whip and hurt the dragon's body. It is really disrespectful to commit the above crimes. Please forgive me."

Song Xuan didn't want to see him in his heart, but now seeing his excellent singing and acting, he frowned instead.

Sure enough, before Ji Yunxi could open his mouth, several ministers looked at him behind him, repeatedly saying that Bai Heng's loyalty is commendable, and his courage is even more extraordinary, not only should he not be punished, but should be rewarded.

Song Xuan coughed and took a slight step forward.He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I think..."

Everyone looked at him.

"Master Bai is virtuous and upright, upright and upright, he is really a minister of bones." Song Xuan is worthy of being a liar who has been around for many years, and he said this without changing his face and with sincerity. "The Holy One cannot be punished."

Ji Yunxi's gaze above him was cold, but there was a faint smile on his lips: "Punishment?"

"Why should I be punished?"

Now the hall was silent.

Ji Yunxi's voice was cool, and his words were even more respectful and sincere: "I should thank Bai Qing for this golden whip, it wakes me up."

His voice and body were a little weak, and he was wrapped in a heavy court dress, showing a bit of obedience and weakness.

Bai Heng lowered his head slightly, and stood with his hands folded: "The Holy Majesty's absurd praise, the old minister is ashamed."

"Why don't you dare," Ji Yunxi coughed in a low voice, his voice becoming more and more earnest. "Not only do I want to thank you, but I also want to invite Bai Qing to be my tutor. Only Bai Qing's character is worthy of being the teacher of the Son of Heaven."

"What do you think Bai Qing wants?"

Dayao's Taifu is just a false name, and most of them are concurrently held by cabinet ministers, usually the late emperor's mentor, close minister of the emperor, and powerful.

Ji Yunxi hadn't studied in the Changming Institute for several years, and he didn't have much teacher-student friendship with the ministers of the court, and he would not take the initiative to propose, so no courtier dared to act concurrently.

This title fell on others, but it was just a glamorous capital, but it fell on Bai Heng, but it actually pushed him to a position below one person and above ten thousand people, and he held real power in his hands , not to mention Song Xuan, I am afraid that Lu Qishang will no longer be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

At this time, even the non-white prime minister was stunned, thinking that Ji Yunxi would change so quickly, he really looked like those wise men in the storybook.

Bai Heng turned his thoughts around for countless times, and his mind had already been moved, but he was embarrassed on the face: "This... this old minister has little talent and little knowledge."

Ji Yunxi walked down the high platform in a few steps, and stood in front of Bai Heng, begging a little: "Please Bai Qing to help me."

The position where he stood was the position where he was whipped.

Across the curtain on the emperor's crown, no one could see the malice in Ji Yunxi's eyes, only Song Xuan could feel a little bit of coldness.

It was the look of a poisonous snake dormant and waiting for an opportunity.

Song Xuan couldn't help but think at this moment, maybe he still hoped that Ji Yunxi would be a less wise monarch.

At least he can be Ji Yunxi, a real person.

Ji Yunxi's bowed appearance at this moment is too glaring, obviously being restrained and free, poured into a mold, and forced to cast it into another shape, but still laughing and agreeing with the other party, saying that the other party has done a great thing that benefits the country and the people.

This way, he looks like a saint, like a wise king, but he is not like a human being.

Without him, what would Ji Yunxi be like now?

Will it be cast into a lofty sculpture without Ji Yunxi?

Or will it become more stubborn?

Song Xuan lost his mind for a moment, and when he turned around, Bai Heng had already accepted Ji Yunxi's appointment.

Bai Heng couldn't resist the temptation of this day, and after making enough gestures, he shouted now: "The sage has an order, and the old minister will not hesitate to die—"

The ministers also followed Shan Husheng to be wise, and it seemed that everyone had recognized this fact.

After all, Ji Yunxi finally made a decision that satisfied them.

During the next court, Bai Heng smiled vaguely at Song Xuanruo: "Your Majesty is on the right track so quickly, the National Teacher has contributed a lot."

Song Xuan nodded, hiding the sarcasm in his eyes: "I dare not take credit for what everyone expects."

The wrinkles at the corners of Bai Heng's eyes were full of pride. When he passed by Song Xuan, he said in a low voice: "The national teacher is really sensible."

Song Xuan said softly.

"The adults are joking."