Chapter 25
Zhao Jun and others looked at the hall not far away.

There is a lifelike unicorn engraved on the door of the main hall, and there are a few large characters. Zhao Jun can't understand Qin Wen, but thinking of what Ying Zheng said before, he also guessed that it should be the word Qilin Temple.

Qilin Temple, the highest political center of Qin State.

She stared blankly for a moment.

Until now, there was a voice from inside.

Mr. Xuan Zhao has an audience——

She closed her eyes and walked in slowly with a sullen face.

She is coming.

At this time, the hall was already full of people, and Li Si was still in charge.

Zhao Jun passed through the crowd and walked to the front with direct or veiled eyes.

"Your Majesty Ann, I have met your Majesty."

Zhao Jun knelt in the middle and saluted. I don't know if she claimed to be an official. The original imperial female historian should also be an official, right?
"Get up." Ying Zheng sat on the top and spoke.

Zhao Jun stood up and glanced up silently.

It turns out that this is how it feels to see Ying Zheng from this position, and it feels even more repulsive.

Inexplicably, a poem popped up in her heart: the heights are too cold.

"Zhuqing, in the past few months, under the leadership of Mr. Zhao, our Qin State has harvested a batch of high-yielding grain crops. This has made a huge contribution to Qin State, so the widow decided to seal her as Zhisu Neishi. Zhuqing Is there any objection?"

Ying Zheng's bell-like voice came from above, and the hall was suddenly silent.

Li Si was standing next to Zhao Jun. He had already heard about Ying Zheng's decision today.

Li Si was not surprised, he smiled and glanced at Zhao Jun, stood up and said.

"My minister thinks that Mrs. Zhao has made great contributions to history, and what she has done is for the benefit of all people. The position of internal history is true and well-deserved."

Ying Zheng sat on it and nodded in satisfaction.

The prime minister nodded, so the people below don't know what it means.

This Zhao Nvshi has already had a message from her in the palace before, and the tomatoes everyone ate before were still grown by her.

Everyone was also prepared for this matter, but what they didn't expect was that Feng Weizhi Su Neishi was now one of the nine ministers.

Isn't this position a bit high, and some people are silently beating drums in their hearts.

But what can be done, no one can persuade the king's spoken order.

So all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty stood up and expressed their agreement with no objection.

"Okay, since you all have no objections, then it's settled."

Soon Ying Zheng made a decision on the matter.

Zhao Jun has been standing silently by the side, watching the people around him secretly exchange glances.

She was also surprised, she didn't expect that Ying Zheng would give her such a high official position.

She stood aside and had a panoramic view of everyone's reactions.

Just when she thought that this matter would be subject to heated discussion and opposition, the DPRK and China were peaceful, and everyone nodded and smiled in agreement.

Zhao Jun couldn't help laughing after watching these people exchange eyes. It seems that Ying Zheng's words are more effective than she imagined.

A court meeting that she thought would be very uneasy ended peacefully.

Zhao Jun felt a little pity in his heart, how come these people are so cowardly and don't refute.

If you don't refute, then my prepared arguments will be completely useless.

I haven't yet shown my valiant posture in fighting against the Confucian scholars.

Alas, pity, pity.

Zhao Jun pretended to shake his head helplessly, but actually he was secretly delighted.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ying Zheng picked up the bamboo slip in his hand and tapped the head of the person next to him lightly, making a slap.

Something has been wrong since the first court, are you happy and silly?

"Oh, please calm down, Your Majesty." Zhao Jun rubbed his patted head and said with a smile.

"I was just thinking about how I should thank the King, but I didn't expect that the King would appoint such a high-ranking official to me. I really don't know how to repay the King. Your Majesty, you are so loyal, kind-hearted, know people and make good use of them, and have a lot of money. "

Zhao Jun popped out several inappropriate idioms with a bald mouth.

Successfully harvested the eye knife from Qin Shihuang.

"You don't need to pay back, just do what you should do."

"Good lord, I will definitely work hard in the future." Zhao Jun said with a playful smile.

"Then, my lord, I'll go down first. I got up too early today, so I'm so sleepy and I want to go back and catch up on sleep."

Zhao Jun covered his mouth and yawned silently.

"Go on, go to Xianyang's internal history office tomorrow."

Seeing her listless look, Ying Zheng waved her to go back.

"Well, can I ask when Ji Suu Naishi needs to arrive at the mansion?"

Zhao Jun remembered her fear of being dominated by Mao Shi, and couldn't help but turn around and ask.

"You can arrive as soon as you want."

Ying Zheng looked at her with a gentle face and calm eyes and said.

The softness of the tone made Zhao Jun's hair stand on end, so he ran away quickly.

After leaving the door, Zhao Jun patted his chest in fright, what did Ying Zheng mean by this?

Forget it, forget it.

Not only did she succeed in the exam, she even became the director of a certain bureau in one fell swoop.

The promotion came so quickly, definitely not because she and the leader went through the back door.

Zhao Jun was in a good mood, and the sleepiness in the palace just now disappeared.

She thought about it, even if she wasn't sleepy, she might as well go back and lie down first.

Nothing is going well in the palace, and if you are not careful, you will meet someone you shouldn't meet.

After a while...

Zhao Jun has never felt that he has such a crowed mouth.

How did this really make her encounter something.

But fortunately, this time it's not Fusu.

But he was still an acquaintance, not really familiar, and hadn't said a few words, but he was a roommate who lived under the same roof.

That's right, the person who was hiding behind the bushes and talking to an unknown attendant.

It's Qingliu!
Zhao Jun was a little confused at this time, whether he should listen or not.

Don't listen, it happened to me by such a coincidence.

Listen, people who eavesdrop on TV shows never end well.

and so.

Zhao Jun still decided to listen!
Seeing them sneaking and hiding in the corner, it doesn't look like they are talking about any serious business.

Zhao Jun, as one of the nine ministers who just took office, has the right to rectify the misconduct in the harem.

Right, that is it.

It's definitely not because she has a heart that wants to listen to gossip.

Absolutely not!

Zhao Jun approached them cautiously.

The place where they spoke was not particularly secretive, but there were relatively few people passing by on this road.

It was the first time for Zhao Jun to do this kind of thing. She squatted halfway behind the bushes, just in their blind spot.

But he could vaguely see their faces.

She looks through the gap.

The person talking to Qingliu was the eunuch's servant in the palace, he looked to be in his thirties.

At this time, there seemed to be anger on his face, he only looked at Qingliu, and did not speak for a while.

And Green Willow.

Her expression was very strange, as if she had cried?

She just looked at the person opposite and didn't speak.

Zhao Jun squatted beside him, but he was in a hurry.

What's the situation, you guys should hurry up and talk.

Finally Qingliu spoke.

"Let me think about it again and give me some more time."

What does it mean?
(End of this chapter)

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