The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 467: The king does not come to court early [Please subscribe*Please vote]

"Congratulations, general!" Zhao Chao smiled and congratulated Gongsun Nu.

He came to Bingzhou too late, and his qualifications were not as good as Gongsun Nu's, but they had no competitive relationship. They had been through life and death together and had a good relationship.

Although Zhao Chao couldn't understand who gave Gongsun Nu the courage to follow the impoverished Yan Yan to the grassland, he had to admit that Gongsun Nu was following the right person.

Apart from Guan Zhong, who in China has fought against foreigners and driven them out of the Central Plains, who else has achieved this achievement.

The emergence of Bingzhou broke the situation of internal competition and annexation, and Gongsun Nu became the first pioneer to develop foreign nations.

Just this name cannot be exchanged for any official position.

In the future Chinese history, Gongsun Nu will also become a person who can stand side by side with Guan Zhong.

"Same joy!" Gongsun laughed happily.

In addition to being promoted and having the power to open a government office, he will also step down from his positions as Bingzhou Lang Zhongling and Honorary Dean of Gaoquesai Military Academy, and Zhao Chao will become his successor.

"Now, get out!" Yan Yan said angrily. If you don't want to leave, why do you want to stay here and listen to the bed?

With the support of the entire Bingzhou and Taoism, who knows what level Shao Siming is now.

He didn't bother her, but she actually dared to come and hang out in front of him.

After the officials, scholars and generals arrive from the Beiye Palace, Gongsun Nu will also lead his army to the Xiongnu Palace to take up his post, while the Zhao Dynasty will return to the Beiye Palace with his own army.

She didn't expect that there were so many etiquettes in the palace, even if she was the wife of a matchmaker, but on the first night of the wedding, instead of quietly waiting for the king's arrival in her palace, she had to go to greet the queen first and report.

Now I have big bosses and family support behind me.

She could understand other times, but this was her first night after marrying into the palace.

Those who once wanted to cause trouble for her now have to weigh whether they can withstand the pursuit of a Confucian scholar whose level is unknown.

He didn't have any eyesight at all, and he didn't see that the living officer who influenced him at the beginning was dragged away by Mo Crow.

"And!" Frightened Salamander rolled his eyes, but did not stay in the palace.

"Why are you here?" Yan Yan frowned and looked at Jing Salad. He remembered clearly what happened behind the wedding with Young Siming.

It’s boring to watch legendary palace fights, it’s more interesting to write about them yourself!
"Say it as if you can beat me!" Yan Lingji rolled her eyes.

It also means that even if you want to sleep with the king, you have to report to the queen first, and only after getting approval can you have the opportunity to sleep with the king.

"Can't you beat her?" Jing Salamang continued to encourage. A harem without palace fighting is not a qualified harem.

"You are so frustrated!" In the palace, Jing Shao followed Yan Lingji and moved into the palace.

"Shut up!" Yan Lingji was speechless. She didn't understand why Jingyu kept encouraging her to fight for power with Shao Siming.

It was late at night, after Yan Yan finished handling the political affairs, and then Yan Lingji waited for Yan Yan's arrival.

Yan Yan was silent. The Tantai family would do anything to change their genes.

"Me? Now I am not a frightened salamander trapped in a net, nor am I a person without status. The great Confucian scholar Tantai Mieming has become my adoptive father. As the sister of Yan Lingji, of course I will accompany her to the end. Just a trip." Jing salamander said with a smile.

Besides, if you don’t start a fight, how can I eat melon?

As soon as the Jing Salamander left, Yan Lingji nervously grabbed the hem of Jin Yi's clothes.

Although she is usually alluring and charming, this is her first time.

Yan Yan looked at Yan Lingji playfully. He still rarely saw Yan Lingji in this kind of formal attire, especially since this woman had flirted with him so many times and finally fell into his hands. "Don't come here!" Looking at Yan Yan walking towards her, Yan Lingji took a few steps back nervously. She was not ready yet.

"You scream, no one dares to come in even if your throat is broken." Yan Yan smiled wildly.

"..." Outside the palace, Jingli was shocked. It turns out that you like this tune. Should you say it or not, you still know how to play it.

Mo Ya and the living officer also looked up at the sky, but they heard nothing.

"You have to remember this?" Mo Ya looked at the living officer in confusion.

"I am a living officer, not a novelist who writes pornographic books. Do you think I look like a fool?" The living officer was speechless. Who dares to write down such things?

He dared to mess around when Yan Yan and Shao Siming were getting married because Shao Siming didn't take care of things very much and was independent from the world, so he wouldn't pay much attention to him.

But Yan Lingji is different. She has completely opposite personalities from Shao Siming.

If he offends Shao Siming, Shao Siming will not care about him, nor will he mess with him behind his back.

But if he offends Yan Lingji, Yan Lingji has many means to kill him.

It is true that he is a historian and a living official, but the historian is not the one who wants to die for the iron-headed boy.

Mo Ya glanced at the living officer with regret, "Why don't you dare to forget it?"

As long as you dare to remember one word, I can make up a bunch of nonsense and tell the second lady that the second lady cannot kill you!

The living officer looked at Mo Ya's eyes and smiled crookedly. He wanted to trick me. How could it be possible that I could survive in Bingzhou Palace for so long and be so easily plotted?
"It's been an hour, why don't you go in and remind me?" Mo Ya looked at the bright moon setting in the sky and continued to encourage the living officer.

The living officer turned a deaf ear and remained unmoved. Do you think I am stupid?

Some things are fine if you do them once, but if you do them a second time, you are an idiot.

The first time he reminded me, he fulfilled his duties as a living official. There was no need to remind him again. When others mentioned it, he would have reason to say that he had done it.

"By the way, I've known you for so many years. What's your name, and which family of historians are you from?" Mo Ya asked boredly.

As for the origin of the living officer, as the commander of the Jinyi Guard, he actually didn't find out.

What was found was all fake, and the historian gave him a forged identity.

"Haha..." The living officer rolled his eyes, trying to find me and follow the clues to cause trouble for me. It's impossible!

On the second day, Yan Yan rarely attended the small court meeting.

The living officer left the palace directly.

"Where are you going?" Mo Ya was confused.

"Your Majesty, it was cold last night and was unable to attend the small court meeting. Naturally, you have to inform the queen to preside over the court meeting!" The living officer was speechless. He had been facing me for so long. Didn't he have the eyesight to see this?

Mo Ya was stunned for a moment and glanced at the palace behind him. Well, if the battle lasted until dawn, how could he still have the energy to participate in the court meeting.

When the two arrived at the queen's palace, they discovered that Shao Siming seemed to have known this outcome for a long time. He had already changed into the queen's court uniform under Nong Yu's service and walked towards the school administration hall.

There was no surprise at all for the arrival of Mo Ya and the Living Officer.

"As expected of the queen, the person who knows your Majesty best." The living officer whispered.

(End of this chapter)