槽寳 Zhoubai

"Brother Huang, brother Huang, how are you going to give me that official position?" In the imperial study, Xia Zhiwei was discussing with the minister when Xia Zhiqing came in.

Xia Zhiwei supported his forehead, looking unwilling to see Xia Zhiqing, "This..."

Xia Zhiqing came to Xia Zhiwei's side, pulled his clothes, and said coquettishly: "Brother, haven't you thought about it yet? I don't choose your imperial sister, any official of the fourth, fifth or sixth rank, just give me a job." alright."

Xia Zhiwei paid attention to the gaze of the minister below, smiled helplessly at the corner of his mouth, and reprimanded softly: "Don't mess around, what do you look like?"

Hearing this, Xia Zhiqing immediately let go of her hands, her body trembled slightly, tears came as soon as she said it, she raised her hands to cover her face, with a crying voice, as if she was frightened by the scolding just now: "Brother Emperor, it is you who allowed me to Yes, it's been four days, I didn't think about it, and I'm still fierce, woo woo woo..."

Xia Zhiwei paused in his eyes, that's all right, and quickly coaxed: "Okay, okay, I know, let me think about it, did the Shaoqing of Dali Temple say yesterday that he wants to resign, okay, I will agree, then I will give it to you Be a young minister of Dali Temple, okay, don’t cry, who will recognize you when you look like this.”

As soon as this remark came out, Xia Zhiqing burst into tears and laughed, and was about to thank him, when the old minister Jin Zhonghou knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, no, no, how can the Shaoqing of Dali Temple be so hasty."

Besides, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple really wants to resign, or is it because the emperor wants to punish the son of Ming Huan, Ming Huan is a family, if his eldest son is punished, it will show that the emperor intends to clean up Their aristocratic family should not show weakness. Once this is the case, how can they decline before fighting.

Your Majesty's wings are getting bigger and bigger, even the national teacher is standing on his side, I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup has been poured into him, a fool, just because she almost forced the palace, imprisoned the king One thing is enough to die.

Seeing people's objections, Xia Zhiwei didn't say anything, just said "Oh—" and looked at Jin Zhonghou.

The Marquis of Jin Zhong knelt down, trembling in his heart, the pressure of the emperor was getting stronger and stronger, how big is it, he has the majesty of the former emperor.

Xia Zhiwei didn't move, Xia Zhiqing blew his hair first, angrily walked in front of the Marquis of Jinzhong, and said sharply: "Why can't I be the young minister of Dali Temple, the emperor agrees, you don't obey the order of the emperor ?"

"Ha, I see, you are not dissatisfied with me, you are dissatisfied with my emperor brother, you are a traitor."

Being accused of this, how could Jinzhong dare to admit it, at least not in the face, bowed his head and said in a flustered tone: "Your Highness, don't slander the old minister, the old minister is loyal and sincere, and has no second thoughts about the king."

Xia Zhiqing chuckled, mockingly: "Speaking is better than singing."

The face of the Marquis of Jinzhong was green and white, and it was scary: "If the princess is dissatisfied with the minister, it's okay, but Jiangshan Sheji is definitely not your toy."

Xia Zhiqing was right when he heard the words, and stared straight back: "When did I treat Jiangshan Sheji as a trifling matter?"

The Marquis of Jinzhong didn't want to argue with Xia Zhiqing, and it wasn't her but the king who made the decision. He cupped his hands and said, "Please think twice, the late emperor entrusted you with the hope that you can govern this country well. Please don't It's a child's play, think twice."

"Oh, I heard birds chirping all the way away, chirping." A smiling voice broke in, and everyone looked up to see that it was Zong Hua who came in wearing a red national teacher's uniform.

Jin Zhonghou realized that this person was mocking him, and immediately said in a red voice: "What did you mean by the master of the state, are you talking about the old minister?"

Zong Hua glanced at him without answering, walked past him, and saluted Xia Zhiwei. Xia Zhiwei coughed and called her to get up.The Marquis of Jinzhong, who was ignored at the other end, was full of displeasure, and said displeasedly, "My lord, the old minister talked to you, but you ignored him. What's the reason?"

With an innocent look on his face, Zong Hua cupped his hands and said: "Here, your majesty is still here, so I should salute you first, if I talk to you, wouldn't it be unreasonable and neglecting your majesty, I can't bear the crime. "

The Marquis of Jinzhong was choked by these words, he blew his beard and stared, but he had no choice but to swallow his breath. Seeing this aggrieved look, Zong Wei raised his head and blinked at Xia Zhiwei who was sitting upright and serious in the upper seat. Seeing the corner of the man's mouth twitch immediately after turning his head, Zong Hua's smile deepened.

"That's right?"

The Marquis of Jinzhong spoke again, but he didn't hear the reply, he snapped, "My lord!"

Zong Hua just came back to his senses, blinked innocently: "Ah, I'm sorry, I just thought of the cat in my room."

Hearing this, Xia Zhiwei glared at Zonghua angrily, and even compared her to this, but it was obvious that Zonghua liked such a lively Xia Zhiwei.

"The Marquis of Jinzhong doesn't need to think too much about the matter just now, but there are too many birds outside the window, chirping and disturbing, there is no other meaning."

Jin Zhonghou flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly.

"Speaking of which, I heard Jin Zhonghou's voice outside the hall just now, so excited, what are you talking about?"

The Marquis of Jinzhong hadn't answered yet, Xia Zhiqing answered with a bit of arrogance in his tone: "It's really ulterior motives to stop the emperor from making me an official. I want to make the emperor lose his trust, and he's a bad guy."

The Marquis of Jin Zhong hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness has misunderstood the old minister."

Zong Hua interjected: "Oh, why did you misunderstand?"

Xia Zhiqing took advantage of the victory and chased after him: "Exactly, how did I misunderstand you? Let me ask you, is my imperial brother just going to make me an official?"

The Marquis of Jinzhong glanced at Xia Zhiwei and said, "Yes, but..."

Xia Zhiqing didn't give him the slightest chance to fight back: "Then did you disagree just now?"

Jin Zhonghou hesitated, he always felt that something was wrong, so: "Here, old minister...I..."

Seeing this, Zong Hua saw the stitches, and made a final decision: "Jin Zhonghou's appearance must have been agreed just now, but maybe Her Royal Highness didn't hear it, after all, the king is under one person..."

Seeing Xia Zhiwei's ruthless eyes, Zong Hua hurriedly shut up, and came back very stiffly, "Oh, no, no, that's a man of ten thousand people, but a heavenly one. The Marquis of Jinzhong always respects the king, How could it be possible for your majesty to lose his trust?"

Jin Zhonghou looked at Zong Hua's expression of thinking about him, and his heart skipped a beat, but it was too late. In this situation, how could she, what might she be talking about, didn't she want him to die?

The Marquis of Jinzhong had no choice but to say cowardly: "Yes, what the National Teacher said is true, how could I disagree."

"Okay, when I go to court tomorrow, I will personally give the order." Xia Zhiwei made a final decision.

Several ministers left one after another, Xia Zhiwei screened the people from the palace, Xia Zhiqing smiled and said: "I didn't expect the master of the state to talk like this."

Zong Hua cupped her hands and smiled: "You're welcome, it's the princess who is quick-witted and able to cooperate tacitly with the humble minister."

"These aristocratic families have one or two eyes above the top, Brother Huang, how do you plan to deal with them?"

"Sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, do you think the interests of the aristocratic families are the same?"

"Hey, it won't be a fight where both sides are hurt. Let us take advantage of it. They are not fools."

Xia Zhiwei gave Zong Hua a look, Zong Hua stepped forward to refill her tea, and then explained: "General interests are not enough, but if the hatred is greater, then it is not. Think about it, these aristocratic families are the most important. What do you value?"

Xia Zhiqing sat and thought for a while: "Money? Power, it's nothing more than these two things."

Zong Hua didn't leave after adding tea, so she leaned next to her and took it with her, relying on the cutting board in front of her with one hand, holding Xia Zhiwei's hand unscrupulously, Xia Zhiwei twitched, but didn't pull it out, raising his eyes angrily , glaring at Zong Hua, Zong Hua turned a blind eye, pretended not to see it, thinking that Xia Zhiqing was also there, and Xia Zhiwei wouldn't make too much noise, squeezed his hand hard, Zong Hua didn't feel pain or itching, He smiled provocatively at Xia Zhiwei.

Immediately after laughing, he was cowardly, and replied to Xia Zhiqing's words, "No, they... um..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zong Hua felt a pain in his leg and was startled. He couldn't help but let out a cry. Xia Zhiqing was puzzled and looked at Master Guoshi who suddenly called out.

"Master National Teacher?"

Fortunately, Xia Zhiwei stepped on her foot and crushed it lightly. Xia Zhiwei also looked at this person with a worried look on his face, but his tone was teasing: "What's the matter, Mr. National Teacher?" ?”

Zong Hua endured the pain, smiled slightly, and gritted her teeth: "It's okay, I was talking just now, and my disobedient cat accidentally stepped on me."

Xia Zhiqing was even more puzzled about the cats in this hall, but before he could ask in detail, Zong Hua continued what he had just said: "What they value most is blood."

"? What does this mean?" Xia Zhiqing had some thoughts, but that was also...

"It's just as Her Majesty the Princess thinks. You also know that the current aristocratic family is divided into the Xiao family and the He family. The head of the two families, Xiao Yuegu and his wife, and the head of the He family, He Zhirong, grew up together. At that time, both of them fell in love with that woman, but unfortunately, it was Xiao Yuegu who got her heart in the end, but in fact, he used some tricks."

"so?"

"What if he finds out that his eldest son is not his own, but the He family's? Do you think the rift between this family can be repaired?"

"The method is very good, but how do we do it? How can we convince that old fox?"

Zong Hua smiled, "We don't need to go to war, just write a letter and put it on his desk. As long as it arouses his suspicion and lets him plant the seeds of doubt, the seeds will slowly germinate."

"That eldest son is indeed not his. Of course, it's not actually the He family's? But as long as he thinks it's the He family."

Oh oh oh! ! !What a big show, tsk tsk, the level of chaos in this family is unbelievable.

Xia Zhiqing swallowed her saliva, hiding her appearance that she had never seen the world.

"The last question? How did Master Guoshi know?"

Zong Hua smiled mysteriously: "I am a teacher of the state, and I am in my position, and I am looking for a job."

"You're too powerful, you can figure it out." Xia Zhiqing believed it, with reverence on his face.

Xia Zhiqing thought of something, with an uncomfortably flushed face, pinching the cuff of the palace gown: "That, that, that... can you... can you help me do the math?"

Zong Hua agreed with all his mouth, but facing his younger sister, there was reason to refuse: "What do you want to be?"

Xia Zhiqing was shy and whispered, "Marriage?"

The voice was too low, and Zong Hua didn't hear it at all: "What? What did Her Royal Highness just say?"

Xia Zhiqing frowned, took a deep breath, squeezed her hands, and said calmly, "I want to count marriage."

Xia Zhiwei smiled, supported his chin with one hand, and said with a teasing smile: "My sister, you have grown up too, so eager, that son of a bitch, why don't you tell me?"

Xia Zhiqing's question obviously means that she has a sweetheart, so last time she also said that she had Xia Zhiwei and joked.

Xia Zhiqing's eyes became angry, and with the coquettishness of her daughter's family: "Brother Huang, what are you talking about? How many of those talents are real talents, and they are not just wine bags and rice bags."

Zong Hua raised his hand and hooked the hair next to Xia Zhiwei's ear, and then looked up at Xia Zhiqing who was shocked and witnessed this scene: "If you count your fingers, your sweetheart will wear a silver armor and walk across the sky." Riding a green horse and holding a deer sword, I came to see you."

"Really?" Xia Zhiqing was so happy that he even forgot Zong Hua's offense to his royal brother just now.

Zong Hua kept smiling, and at the same time, Xia Zhiwei slapped her back without mercy, enduring the pain: "Of course, my fortune-telling has never been wrong."