wealthy lord

Chapter 770 Princess Xian arrives at the door

At this time, Zheng Li asked: "Fourteenth Master, what level is it to enter the National Scholars Academy with a humble position?"

Lin Yun pondered for a moment: "The official position is the first grade, and he has the title of Minister of the Ministry of Punishment."

Zheng Li's face turned red with excitement. He turned his head and kowtowed three times to the door.

"Mom and dad, if you knew what I was doing, you would be very happy, right? Your son has finally become famous! Finally, the Zheng family is proud of its ancestors!"

You must know that a first-grade official is a feudal official. What's more, in order to reward him, Lin Yun also gave him the title of Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, which was equivalent to training him as a future powerful official.

Once Lin Yun ascends the throne and becomes emperor in the future, everything he has arranged for Zheng Li now will be considered as foreshadowing.

Because any official who wants to join the cabinet must become a minister of the six departments.

And the National Academy of Sciences is the hub of the imperial court's decision-making. Lin Yun cannot always keep Du Sheng, an aide during Li Jing's period, so Zheng Li's future is promising.

Lin Yunhan said with a smile: "That's it! Remember, don't be arrogant because of favors. If you don't do well, I won't spare you!"

"Don't worry, Fourteenth Master, I will never disappoint your expectations!"

After that, Zheng Li stood up and left.

At this time, a guard guarding the door suddenly came in, knelt on one knee and said: "Your Majesty, Prince Xian's wife Meng Zhiyi has come to ask for an audience..."

The smile on Lin Yun's face gradually solidified, and he frowned: "Is she the only one? Didn't the Eight Wise Kings come with you?"

"No! I only saw her alone, kneeling at the steps in front of the mansion!"

Lin Yun pondered for a moment: "Bring her in!"

"Yes!"

Soon, Meng Zhiyi walked in, but she was wearing the clothes of a poor woman, and there was no makeup on her face.

Lin Yun was a little surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, it made sense.

That day, during the imperial study coup, the Eighth Sage King had completely exposed his political discord with Meng Yuan.

And Meng Yuan has been thrown into death row by Lin Yun. In order to protect the old prince, the Eighth Sage King must draw a clear line between himself and his father-in-law.

As Meng Yuan's daughter, Meng Zhiyi would definitely not be able to count on the Eight Wise Kings if she wanted to save her father.

"Haha, isn't this Princess Xian? Why are you free to come today? Please sit down!"

Lin Yun showed a hypocritical smile and poured tea for her personally.

Meng Zhiyi just looked at him blankly, her eyes instantly filled with tears, and she knelt on the ground with a pop.

"Prince Regent, I know that you have a grudge against my father! But now that the Meng family has fallen, and the house was ransacked yesterday, your position will never be threatened again in the future. Can the Prince Regent be more generous and let my father go? Concubine. I am willing to suffer for my father! If the regent thinks that I still have some value, I am willing to enter the Jiaofang Department..."

Lin Yun looked surprised and looked at the pitiful Meng Zhiyi. He softened his heart for a moment, but then he killed this inappropriate thought.

If Meng Yuan were a general or someone from other fields, Lin Yun would be able to let him go.

But Meng Yuan was once the highest-ranking politician in the Daduan Dynasty, and his influence is still there. If he is not killed, if he is given the slightest chance in the future, he will be able to respond to everything and become Lin Yun's confidant.

As for Jiaofangsi, it is a paradise for men and a hell for women. No matter whether she is a woman from a prince or aristocrat, a woman from an ordinary official, or even a woman from the common people, once she enters the Jiaofang Division, she will no longer be regarded as a human being, and her status is even lower than that of a prostitute. She needs to sell her body and become an object, and she has not yet Half a reward.

The imperial court can use it to reward meritorious officials and serve as bed-warmers, or it can be used as slaves and given to relatives and friends.

In short, women who enter the Jiaofang Division usually end up miserable.

And this Meng Zhiyi is the wife of the Eight Wise Kings, and Lin Yun has not liquidated the Eight Wise Kings, which can only mean that her relationship with the Eight Wise Kings is probably over.

"Ahem..." Lin Yun cleared his throat and said: "Meng Zhiyi, I can understand your eagerness to save your father, and at the same time I appreciate your filial piety! But you are not an ordinary woman, you are a virtuous princess, She is also the daughter of Meng Yuan, the former head of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and Military Aircraft Department!"

"So, you should know that politics is not a joke! It's not just that you can overturn this matter by being soft! Your father is my biggest political enemy. If I am the loser this time, your father will Will you let me go?"

Meng Zhiyi lowered her head in despair. She naturally knew what her father's temper was like. If he was the winner, she would definitely not let Lin Yun go.

"Prince Regent, why don't you ask me to beg you? My father has become a useless man and I will definitely not threaten you in the future!"

Lin Yun smiled contemptuously, stood up, walked around the desk, came to Meng Zhiyi, and looked up and down her beautiful figure.

This woman is indeed beautiful. Even wearing the simplest clothes, she still can't hide her proud figure and beautiful face.

Meng Zhiyi could clearly feel that the man in front of her was breathing heavily, and her husband's aura was much stronger.

She had a sad look on her face, but she forced a smile and raised her hand to unbutton her blouse, wanting to trade her body for her father's life.

At the critical moment, Lin Yun held down her unbuttoning hand and said with a faint smile: "What does this mean, Princess Xian? I am stupid, why can't I understand something?"

Meng Zhiyi secretly bit her lower lip and said in a trembling voice: "As long as the regent is willing to spare my father's life, I am willing to donate my body!"

Looking at her delicate and beautiful face, Lin Yun suddenly felt an evil thought in his heart. He had suffered a lot at the hands of the Eight Wise Kings, but now was not the time to touch him, but if he touched his woman, He will definitely be able to force the Eight Wise Kings to reveal their flaws.

Maybe the Eight Wise Kings will be dealt with soon.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun deliberately put his face next to Meng Zhiyi's ear, greedily smelled the smell of rouge and gouache on her body, and whispered: "Okay! Since it is Princess Xian's wish, then I have no reason to refuse! Just go into the back room and wait!”

Meng Zhiyi's pretty face turned red, she put her hands on her chest, lowered her head and walked towards the room on the side of the study.

Inside is where Lin Yun usually rests while handling official duties.

Lin Yun slapped her hard on the butt, making Meng Zhiyi look panicked and quickly entered the room.

At this time, the sound of iron shackles mopping the floor was heard outside the door.

Lin Yun looked back and saw Zheng Li bringing Lu Mingyuan in.

"The sinner Lu Mingyuan...see the regent!"

When Lu Mingyuan learned in the Yun Mansion Dungeon that Lin Yun had launched a coup and became the regent, he was originally devastated, but he saw a glimmer of hope.

As the imperial doctor who diagnosed Lin Wuyue's pulse, he was very aware of the eldest lady's physical condition.

Therefore, if Lin Yun wanted to treat the eldest lady, he would definitely ask him for help in the end.

After all, he could become Li Jing's royal physician. How could he gain Li Jing's trust if he didn't have extraordinary abilities?
(End of this chapter)