The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 1483 The Battle of the Court (3)

Obviously the idea was pretty good, but he didn't expect to meet such an upright person as Jing Ninghou.

It's just that it's really straightforward, or it's done on purpose, everyone has their own opinions.

What's more, from the beginning to the end, the right minister did not speak, but Jing Ninghou went to him directly. As for the intention, the people in the game naturally knew it well.

Right Minister Yang Qianzhi's face was ashen, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

When the emperor saw him like this, he didn't embarrass him any more, but just as he promised Jing Ninghou just now, if Xiang Yang didn't know, he would do his best to solve his doubts.

It's just that the emperor looked around and saw all the old fritters, all of whom had lowered eyebrows and restrained eyes, and no one was willing to stand out.

Even the old censor, who had just spoken, narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be asleep.

Of course, it's just an appearance. No matter how big your heart is in front of the emperor, you don't dare to really fall asleep. It's not like you don't want your head.

No one answered, the emperor naturally turned his eyes to Jing Ninghou.

"I wonder what Xiao Aiqing's opinion is?"

Although Jing Ning Hou was born as a general, he was also an official who entered the imperial examination. He was Tan Hua Lang who was in the same discipline as Zuo Xiang Du Fengtian back then.

It is just an excuse to say that you don't know the government.

And this kind of evasion, probably only he dared to do it in front of the emperor.

Just like now, he still bowed his eyebrows and lowered his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I am a general!"

The implication is that you really shouldn't ask me this kind of brainstorming.

"Ok?"

However, the emperor wasn't so easy to fool. Just a soft snort already showed his displeasure.

Jing Ninghou didn't dare to slack off at this time, but he was equally familiar with throwing the pot away.

"Wei Chen just couldn't figure it out, so he asked Yang Xiang for advice. Wei Chen thinks it's better to ask Yang Xiang for his opinion?"

As for Jing Ninghou, the right minister Yang Qianzhi was blamed, and the emperor had no objection, and was even happy to cooperate.

"Yang Aiqing, what do you think?"

Originally, it was very unpleasant for Jing Ninghou to suddenly approach Yang Qianzhi, but now it was changed to the emperor's questioning, and he had to confess even if he was unhappy.

So, after deliberating over and over again, he still gave an answer that barely violated his own will.

"I think what Hou Ye said is very true. The case of corrupting ink should be concluded as soon as possible, and the world should have an explanation."

However, there is one thing that he doesn't understand very much. Obviously Jing Ninghou's son is on their side, why Jing Ninghou would make things difficult for him today?

Thinking that Prince Jing Ning belonged to King Ning, Yang Qianzhi unconsciously cast his dark eyes on King Ning.

However, Yang Qianzhi's answer did not satisfy the emperor. What he said was not about winning a gold medal, but these people were busy convicting Prime Minister Zuo.

Their respective small calculations have been brought to light, and the emperor is really angry.

But now there was no way to deal with them, so the emperor had no choice but to endure his anger for a while, still maintaining his warm smile like a spring breeze, and asked.

"Then how to deal with the gold medal?"

It's just that this time the emperor didn't ask Yang Qianzhi explicitly, knowing that he couldn't get the answer he wanted from him anyway, so the emperor couldn't help but hope to pin it on others.

"Your Majesty, according to the opinion of the old minister, it is better to remove Du Xiangzuo from the post and let him go back to the mansion first, so as to show the filial piety of the princess.

As for the case, Jie Shi also asked Du Xiang to cooperate with Dali Temple in the investigation. "

The old censor, who had been silent for a long time, took the initiative to speak this time and gave the emperor a relatively satisfactory answer.

(End of this chapter)