The soldier is a girl

Chapter 2115 1246: Civil and military exchanges

And this time, the emperor's teacher gave him the best advice. When it comes to whether his father-in-law will directly accuse him of his crimes, he can at most push it to the woman in the back house, asking him to agree to everything and make a concession in order to seek stability.

The Minister of Guanglu Temple made a big deal this time, so the emperor directly complied with the impeachment, "From now on, the Minister of Guanglu Temple will be demoted to the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple, and the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple will be the Minister of Guanglu Temple."

"Sir, thank you Lord Long En."

In addition to the kneeling Minister of Guanglu Temple, another one came out of the hundred officials, the Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple.

This Shaoqing is one level lower than Qing, and is equivalent to a deputy. At this moment, this Shaoqing of Guanglu Temple took advantage of it and was promoted just like that.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." Liu Yushi also thanked him, after all, Mo Huan accepted his impeachment.

"If there is an inscription, there is no reason to retreat from the court." This obvious matter was resolved, and Yu Shu chanted again in the same way.

"I have a book to play." Mu Peng walked out from the crowd.

He is an old minister who has retired from the court. He usually doesn't go to the court, but he can come if he has something to do.

Mu Peng came to the Golden Luan Hall full of anger, just as Mo Ling predicted, they left without saying goodbye made Mu Peng full of anger, but the eloquent reason made him unable to chase after him in anger. In the past, in the end, he could only come to the Golden Luan Hall with this stomachache.

It's just that he was a little slow, Liu Yushi snatched away the performance of opening the court, and he was getting more and more angry.

"Zuzao." Mo Huan felt a headache when he saw Mu Peng, but he couldn't ignore it, and couldn't guess why the old man came again for a while.

"I feel that a person who faints after running for a few streets cannot do a good job for His Majesty."

Mu Peng's opening made Baiguan look at Jia Ren, the minister of Guanglu Temple who just got up, in an instant. No, it is Jia Ren, the young minister of Guanglu Temple now.

Jia Ren only felt a sharp pain in his head. He was demoted by his father-in-law just now, and now this old general Mu is staring at him again. He has no enmity with him.

It can only be said that Jia Ren too has no memory, and seems to have forgotten that he was going to kill his granddaughter yesterday.

"..." Mo Xi didn't respond, but looked at Mu Peng waiting for his next words.

"Your Majesty thinks that only a good brain but no good physical strength can't do a good job for His Majesty. I think that these civil servants who faint after running for a few streets should practice with our military officers, so that they can improve their ability to serve His Majesty. It just so happens that civil servants like them always say that our military officials are rough and rough. It makes sense for the veterans to think about it. Why don't we take this opportunity to learn elegance from the civil servants and have a cultural exchange, which will not only increase the harmony but also serve better? How does your majesty feel about your majesty's work?"

This is a well-founded proposal, even if you disagree with it, you can't immediately veto it, not to mention that Mo Huan doesn't think there's anything wrong with it.

It just so happens that he needs a mess recently, and this is a great opportunity.

"What do you think, dear friends?"

Mo Huan followed his usual practice and left the question to the officials.

how is it?

They are not very willing to let the big bosses learn from them, but the leader is their old general, and the face is to be given, and the old general has written a letter before, so they don't care about it. A book, but those civil servants who dance very well on weekdays can't do it. They want to practice martial arts with them. Think about how weak chickens practice martial arts with them.

(End of this chapter)