food queen

Chapter 478 Follow the vine! (4)
"Really want to kill?!" Lu Haoran's eyes widened after seeing Zhu Bi's commentary.

"Your Majesty has put it on himself, so can it still be a play?" Zhang Wenzheng shook his head and said, "The Great Zhengyue killed people, and more than 100 people were killed... This is something that has never happened since the founding of the Dayun Dynasty for a hundred years!"

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty is too impulsive!" Lu Haoran sighed and shook his head repeatedly.

"There is one more thing." Zhang Wenzheng handed another memorial to Mr. Lu's desk, "Master Lu, don't jump too much after reading it."

"Is there anything worse than killing more than 100 people in the first lunar month?" Lu Haoran unfolded the memorial while talking, and immediately jumped up before finishing it, "I want to exile the eldest princess for three years." Thousands of miles?! This, this..."

"Look, I told you not to jump." Zhang Wenzheng sighed leisurely.

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Lu Haoran patted the table and asked Zhang Wenzheng.

"What's the use of being anxious?" Zhang Wenzheng leaned back on the back of the chair, and sighed softly, "Besides, what crime did Princess Jialan commit, Master Lu, have you figured it out yet?"

"It's because we haven't figured out this matter, so we can't just ignore it! Princess Jialan is the eldest daughter of the late emperor! Among the children of the late emperor, a few princes spent the rest of their lives in prison, that's all. Three daughters, one is imprisoned in the Prison God Temple, the other went to the fiefdom with the consort, and Princess Jialan...will be exiled! Can the late emperor rest in peace?!" Lu Haoran went back and forth in the Chonghua Palace Turning in circles, like ants on a hot pan.

Zhang Wenzheng was dizzy from being turned around by him. He waved his hands and said, "Master Lu, it doesn't matter how many times you turn around here. If you want to save Princess Jialan, you still have to go to His Majesty."

"I'm going to find His Majesty right now!" Lu Haoran became stubborn for a moment, and walked out of Chonghua Hall to Zichen Hall.

Looking at Lu Haoran's hurried back, Zhang Wenzheng smiled and shook his head.

Originally, the emperor did not deal with political affairs during the first month, but this year is different. More than 100 cultists who tried to blow up the palace were captured. .

"Your Majesty, Lord Lu is here." Wu Miao replied cautiously.

"Tell him to come in." Yun Shuo put aside the notebook sent by Wei Linghao, who was ordered to investigate the remnants of the cult, and rubbed the center of his brows.

Wu Miao agreed to go out and lured Lu Haoran in after a while.

Lu Haoran bowed to pay homage: "My minister sees Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live."

"Well. Get up." Yun Shuo had already taken another memorial and unfolded it.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Lu Haoran wanted to say something after getting up, but seeing that the emperor was staring at the memorial seriously, his brows were frowned, so he didn't dare to speak out.

Although a cabinet has been set up, the Eagle Guards, Jin Lin Guards, and the border emergency report can bypass the cabinet and directly enter the Zichen Hall, and these memorials are confidential and important matters, and Lu Haoran doesn't know what urgent reports the emperor is looking at , anyway, I can only stand aside and wait at this moment.

Yun Shuo finished reading Han Jun and Tang Heng's memorial again, and when he raised his head to ask for tea, he saw Lu Haoran, and said with a light smile, "Lu Aiqing is here? Wu Miao, why don't you serve tea to Mr. Lu Ge?"

"Yes." Wu Miao hurriedly turned around to pour tea.

"Hey, no need, no need! The old minister is not thirsty, the old minister just has a few words to say..."

"Okay, since Mr. Lu is not thirsty, Wu Miao, you can step back." Yun Shuo waved his hand, and took another memorial to read.

"Uh..." Seeing that the emperor was busy again, Lu Haoran swallowed, and lowered his head again.

Yun Shuo let out a long sigh of relief after reading another memorial, and cursed: "These trash! It's been so long and I still can't catch that Teng Qingyue!"

Lu Haoran smiled approvingly, and echoed: "These cults have penetrated deep into the people, and it is indeed not that easy to wipe them all out. Don't worry, Your Majesty, the body of the dragon is important."

"Yeah." Yun Shuo took another half sip of tea from the cup.

"Your Majesty, I'm here, I want to ask Your Majesty for something."

Yun Shuo asked casually: "What can you do this New Year's Eve? Which girl does your son fall in love with and wants me to marry you?"

"No, no!" Lu Haoran hurriedly waved his hands, and smiled awkwardly, "You son is ignorant, so how dare you expect His Majesty to give you a marriage."

"Well, your Lu family is from a scholarly family. If you don't study hard, you really humiliate your ancestors." Yun Shuo chuckled lightly.

"Don't dare! The old minister doesn't ask him to be well-known to the princes, but I hope he can understand the principles of life. Otherwise, even if he marries a girl to enter the family, he will harm her." Lu Haoran said.

"Your words are not enough, are you? A child of a family, how bad can it be? You have been nurtured there since childhood. I have met your son once or twice, and I think he is okay, smarter than you." Yun Shuo smiled lightly.

"Your Majesty is right! No matter how bad you are for a child from an aristocratic family, you can't go bad." Lu Haoran nodded heavily, then lifted the corner of his robe and knelt down, "Your Majesty said that I am an unfilial son, I am very grateful. But please think about it, Your Majesty, Princess Jialan is His Majesty's blood, maybe she did something wrong in a moment of confusion, but please see that she, like Your Majesty, has the blood of the late emperor in her body, please forgive me Let her go. You can put her in the prison god temple, or ask him to go to the royal nunnery to chant scriptures..."

"Shut up!" Yun Shuo was so angry that his expression changed, he picked up the pen holder on the desk and smashed it to the ground.

Lu Haoran was taken aback, he didn't understand why His Majesty was so angry, and knelt on the ground for a while, not knowing what to do.

"Get out!" Yun Shuo's anger seemed to have been vented just now, but this time's calm tone made Lu Haoran's heart tremble even more.

However, Lord Lu is such an upright and courageous admonisher, he kowtowed, relaxed for a while, and continued to persuade: "Your Majesty, I advise you not to make Princess Jialan..."

"She is no longer the eldest princess!" Yun Shuo raised his hand and slapped the vermilion pen on the desk, and asked with a frown, "Didn't you hear me when I told you to get out? Lu Haoran, you really have grown up, dare to disobey orders and disrespect?"

"I dare not." Lu Haoran hurriedly kowtowed, the crime of disobedience was not something he, a civil servant, could bear.

"Then get lost." Yun Shuo repeated.

"...The minister obeys the order." Lu Haoran didn't dare to say any more, kowtowed and rolled out depressed.

After leaving the door of Zichen Palace and being blown by the cold wind, Lu Haoran realized that he was covered in cold sweat. At this moment, the close-fitting mid laner was already stuck to his body, and the sweat was very uncomfortable.

"Lord Lu, walk slowly." Wu Miao looked at Lu Haoran's vain footsteps, and kindly persuaded her.

(End of this chapter)