Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 553 Are you talking about wearing a book?
Li Muyun was pushed down to the ground by the guards, but he was unwilling to be tied up just like that.Still struggling, someone kicked his leg hard, and it was painful, sore and numb. He couldn't move anymore, and was dragged and stuffed into the prison car.

The snow fell harder and harder, burying the empty Anping Hou Mansion, and soon it was completely white.

Tang Yuanwu went to the imperial study to return to his order. A Yun was sitting on the dragon chair and reading the memorial, while the emperor stood aside and gave instructions.

He froze for a moment and forgot to speak.

"Is everything all right?" the emperor asked.

He hurriedly replied: "Going back to the emperor, the house of the Marquis of Anping has been ransacked, and all the people have been settled."

"What else do you have planned?"

Kind eyebrows, kind eyes, kindness and kindness, it is for Ah Yun.

"Tang Yuanwu, Wei Qi is at the gate of the palace, you hand over Li Muqing and Wei Luo to him, and hand over Ye Liyou to Bai Yi."

"Yes, His Royal Highness."

After the matter was over, Ah Yun started to be snobby again: "Father, my son will resign."

The harmony on the emperor's face disappeared immediately: "Finish the approval of the memorial!"

"My son, the prince, has only been in office for two days."

"If you keep talking too much, I will abdicate tomorrow!"

"My son is still young and lacks experience in handling state affairs."

"Han Xu is about the same age as you, he can be the emperor, why can't you?"

"It's his father's death. There's nothing you can do about it. Father, you are at the peak of your age."

"I can pass on the position to you even if I don't die. If you talk nonsense, I will cancel your marriage!"

Ah Yun was strangled, and opened the closed memorial with a dull head.

After sweeping a glance, he said in a loud voice: "The Minister of the Ministry of Officials, Zeng Bingkun, proposed that Zhang Yulang join the Ministry of Etiquette as a member of the Ministry of Rites as a foreigner. What a nonsense! Zhang Yulang has no fame and talent. He only knows how to eat, drink and play. It is a waste of salary for such a person to enter the Ministry of Rites. Ren Shilang is either nepotism or accepting bribes, which is inseparable from Zeng Bingkun, the Minister of Employment, who is careless in employing people, so let's dismiss him and re-appoint officials."

He opened another book and glanced at it, "There is a problem with the amount of silver that Hengcheng wants. There are so many refugees, they are all empty cities. 20 taels is not enough for post-war reconstruction. Is it because I was exploited too much before and dared not go higher?" Report? Tell him to report again, and then timidly change directly."

"Ling Lie is also inappropriate about the selection of officials from Daliang cities. It should be that the seniors go to Daliang for management, and the newcomers are in Dazhou. They all send junior officials to Daliang. If even a public grievance can't be resolved, what can they do? How about that? , Guan Yunhuan is upright and has been in charge of Yushitai for many years, so let him go to Daliang Township."

"23 A sheep with two or five renminbi, an egg at one or two renminbi, tens of thousands of liang of silver for a palace banquet, this is to feed all the officials spit out to the Secretary of the Food Department! Father, son I think Lu Cailin's salary can be distributed in eggs, what do you think?"

The emperor squinted his eyes and listened, secretly admiring in his heart, all according to what he said.

Wanting to keep him for dinner, he slipped away on the grounds that he had a headache after drinking.

Coming out of the palace, Ah Yun wanted to go to Si Tianjian, but for some reason, his heart beat faster for no reason, and he asked the coachman to go back home.

"Has Miss Ling gone back?"

"Return to Your Highness, no, Guan Yushi has left."

Ah Yun said "hmm", brushed off the snow on his body, searched around, and finally found Ling Yue lying on his couch, fast asleep.

He was relieved, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was even happier when he saw the hairpin in her hand.

I still remember that when he gave her the hairpin in a nervous mood, she directly refused, and told him solemnly that the hairpin should not be given indiscriminately, and should be given to the girl he likes.

Heartless, belatedly aware, how much vinegar he ate, and how many injuries he suffered.

But in all fairness, at most she got a little bit more tempered and didn't do anything, on the contrary she still cared about him, Ah Yun knew that he was to blame for every quarrel.

"I'll find a way to keep you."

As for what to do, he was at a loss, so why not go to Si Tianjian.If that neurotic place doesn't work, he'll have to resign himself to fate.

He tucked her quilt up, kissed her forehead again, and left in the wind and snow.

Si Tianjian.

The aroma of wine cooked in a small red clay stove floated far away, and Ah Yun smelled it as soon as he arrived at the door.

They are free and easy!

If there are no troubles to worry about, it is a good time in the world.

The news that His Royal Highness the Prince had arrived outside the door was quickly reported to Huang Zhiyu, who was a little drunk, and he poured a cup of tea to drive away the alcohol, then asked someone to remove the drinking utensils, and led a group of colleagues to greet him.

A Yun raised his hand casually, without looking sideways, he directly took the main seat.

"Who is Si Tianjian to suggest?"

Huang Zhiyu immediately stepped forward, afraid of the residual alcohol, lowered his head a little: "Go back to His Royal Highness, I just want to remind Huang Zhiyu."

"You stay, and the rest retreat!"

The rest of the people were relieved, Huang Zhiyu's heart rose to his throat, and his body trembled because of the uneasiness in his heart, Ah Yun gave him a sideways look: "Are you cold?"

"Return to Your Highness, it's not cold, it's not cold."

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Going back to Your Highness, it's not because I'm afraid, it's because His Highness the Crown Prince makes the ministers feel awed."

awe?Not still afraid?
Ah Yun hates this kind of involuntary speech, and doesn't like this old pedantic guy, who is just like Qian Yingying's father who is obsequious and flattering.

"Huang Zhiyu, how long have you been in Sitianjian?"

"Back to Your Highness, it has been 25 years."

"This is where you have the longest experience?"

"Returning to Your Highness, it's okay to say that, because there are no longer senior ministers."

A Yun frowned, and Huang Zhiyu also felt that the expression was inappropriate, as if he had been crushed to death by him.

He wanted to explain, but Ah Yun didn't give him a chance.

"I want to ask you something, if you can answer it, I will reward you a lot. If you can't answer or can't answer well, you will be gone."

Huang Zhiyu's knees softened, he endured and endured, persisted and persisted, and finally did not kneel down.

"Please, Your Highness, the minister will know everything and say everything."

A Yun looked at him with his chin propped up, expecting to get useful information from him.

"Is there a possibility that Bengong, you or someone else can appear in another world? For example, a book."

"What?" Huang Zhiyu paled in shock, the panic in his eyes was like seeing a ghost, "Are you talking about wearing a book?"

He didn't even call "His Royal Highness", and directly replaced it with "You", which made Ah Yun very excited.

"Yes. For example, what you and I are in is a book." He stared at Huang Zhiyu motionlessly, trying to see through his heart.

Huang Zhiyu rubbed his hands together, hating himself for talking too quickly.

"Why don't you talk?" Ah Yun urged, his eyes hooked.

Huang Zhiyu calmed down and said respectfully, "I think this matter is too absurd."

"But your reaction just now clearly shows that you know it!"

"I'm too surprised, because no one has ever had such a guess, and I really don't know anything about it."

"Huang Zhiyu, you have to think about who you are talking to. You Si Tianjian is in charge of astronomy, calendar, and astrology divination. As a reminder, you tell me that you don't know anything?"

(End of this chapter)