The eldest daughter, her weak character has collapsed again

Chapter 123
But in front of Shen Yuyuan, Song Zhao still didn't have the guts to stick his legs up and eat melon seeds. When he saw someone approaching him, he stood up abruptly, pushed away the irrelevant people, moved out of his position respectfully, and said, "The next official has met the Taifu, please sit up."

As the young minister of Dali Temple, Yu Jin silently watched the dog-legged behavior of her immediate boss, and pursed her thin lips tightly.

I really want to usurp the throne.

Yuan Qian and Yu Jin were quite acquainted, seeing that look in his eyes, she silently wept bitterly.

Yu Jin is an upright person with a commoner background. He started as a ninth-rank official from Prison Cheng, and climbed to the position of Shaoqing of Dali Temple step by step with decisive means and upright temperament.

It is said that there is admiration.

Speaking of it, Yu Jin was almost able to succeed the position of Minister of Dali Temple.

But he didn't want to, three years ago, Song Zhao was assigned to Dali Temple after being a Jinshi in the examination, and with a bang, he fell directly on Yu Jin's head.

Who wouldn't be angry if someone swallowed the meat that was about to be eaten in one mouthful?

In the first year, the two were in the same situation, and no one liked the other, but in the past two years, I don't know how Song Zhao regained the hearts of the people. Looking at it now, Master Yu seems to be less dissatisfied with Master Song.

But the strong resentment is still as real as it is.

Yuan Qian patted Yu Jin on the shoulder, and persuaded in a low voice, "Master Yu, you should think about everything, don't you think it's pretty good now, Mr. Song is better than the old Dali Siqing, right?"

The old minister of Dali Temple had a bad temper and was greedy for money. Dali Temple at that time was far worse than it is now.

Yu Jin glanced at the attentive person over there: "."

This guy is also greedy for money.

Song Zhao didn't know what Yu Jin was thinking. Hearing Shen Yuyuan's question about Lu Hanlin's confession, he scratched his head, and a guilty conscience flashed in his eyes, "My lord, that confession"

He invented it himself.

He didn't dare to say the following words, he thought he could blow it up, but he didn't want to, he used too much force, and directly made the emperor "sick".

"Song Zhao, do you know the fate of the crime of deceiving the emperor?" Shen Yuyuan glanced over with his deep eyes, and opened his mouth abruptly.

He felt that something was wrong when he listened to Song Zhao's confession in the court hall. Song Zhao was flexible and courageous.

But this matter, if the other party refuses to admit it to death and wants to confront it in court, then the lie will naturally be self-defeating.

The crime of bullying the king should be beheaded!
Song Zhao was agitated, lifted his robe and knelt on the ground, his handsome face turned pale, and he muttered, "Your official made his own decision, but the handprint was indeed made by Lu Hanlin himself."

This is not fake.

"Using what method to force?"

"."

Song Zhao put his hands on the ground and turned his head quickly, "But those are all facts, not to mention, I didn't say that it must be written by Lu Hanlin himself."

The fact that Lu Hanlin pressed his fingerprints that he wrote is the same as Lu Hanlin confessed, and he didn't add any more charges. Besides, even the emperor believed it.
Hearing this, the corners of Shen Yuyuan's lips twitched, not knowing whether to say that this subordinate was smart or stupid, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "Then Lu Zhengguo is still alive?"

"Alive."

Song Zhao returned respectfully.

Some people are flexible, cunning, bold and cautious, and they are people like Song Zhao.

"As long as Lu Hanlin is alive, the lie will be exposed one day. Do you understand what I mean? You have a flexible mind, but you have to use it in the right place. This matter is no small matter. If someone exposes it, even I can't protect it." you."

Shen Yuyuan's brows and eyes were cold, people like Song Zhao needed to be beaten frequently.

"Yes." Song Zhao lowered his eyes, staring at the floor in front of him, so what the lord meant was
Seeing that he was thoughtful, Shen Yuyuan didn't say any more.

After Shen Yuyuan left, Song Zhao got up from the ground, sat back on his seat, looked at Yu Jin who was still standing aside, waved his hand, and waited for someone to come to him, worrying, "Younger, what do you think? Does your lord mean that?"

He made gestures.

Yu Jin glanced at him indifferently, and his thoughts were led astray. He thought about the performance of his immediate boss at that time, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said expressionlessly, "It should be."

Seemingly feeling that the answer given was not sufficient, Yu Jin added, "But you'd better collect all the evidence."

To avoid slaps in the face in the future.

With certain thoughts, Song Zhao immediately called the guards of Dali Temple, "Brothers, come live, come live!"

Soon a guard ran over, his eyes glowed, and he asked excitedly, "My lord, what kind of work do you have, do you have money?"

Song Zhao chuckled, but suddenly stopped smiling, Jun's face collapsed, and he uttered two words, "No money."

The guard: "." Then you shouted so loudly?
Song Zhao patted the servant on the shoulder, and shouted to everyone, "When the matter is over, I invite everyone to drink until you are full!"

"Okay!" Everyone shouted in unison.

Standing aside with his sword in hand, Yu Jin looked at the Dali Temple, which was like a family, his stern face softened a little.
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Two days later, on the lake, a luxury cruise ship slowly paddled towards the center of the lake, rippling on the lake surface, and the willows swaying on the shore, blowing the summer wind.

The lake is green and clear, like the best emeralds, and the warm sun casts fine light and shadows, making it peaceful and peaceful.

"Sister Yan, what you are wearing today looks really good. Is the texture of this skirt from Qiaoyun Pavilion? I heard that that dress is very expensive."

A girl's envious voice came from the cruise ship, Yan Xin'er, who was praised, looked down at the skirt on her body, she was not without complacency, but she said indifferently, "It's nothing, it's only 100 taels. "

"100 taels?!" Someone exclaimed.

Except for the more expensive dresses worn on special days, the most expensive dresses that are usually more beautiful are only a few dozen taels.

For a commoner family, 100 taels can last a lifetime!
All the girls surrounded Yan Xiner, chattering non-stop.

There were also quite a few sons of aristocratic families on board, but they gathered in another place.

Hearing the voice from over there, Shen Yuyuan looked down again. Today she was wearing a foggy purple trousers, a white tube top inside, and a purple blue dress. Sitting on the side with the round fan gently shaking, those beautiful phoenix eyes were lowered lazily, and every move was extremely lazy.

Her body should not be expensive.

Thinking in this way, he found Yuan Qian and whispered a few words.

What others envy, she naturally should have.

Yuan Qian: "Got it."

"Yan Ruyuan is here, but it's easy for me to find." As the delicate female voice fell, Yan Xin'er raised her skirt and swung it over, her eyes unconsciously fell on the handsome man next to her, her small face was stained with blush, and her heart moved slightly .

But he couldn't help thinking, how could Master Tai Tuo be on Pei Yanru's side?

Pei Yanru glanced at the person indifferently. Although the girl was speaking to her, her eyes almost turned to Shen Yuyuan. After all, they used to be considered good friends.

Yan Xin'er sat next to her, and said with concern, "I haven't seen you, Yan Ru, for a long time. How are you doing?"

Pei Yanru: "Not bad."

　Pei Yanru's pale eyes slightly raised: Quick, hand over your ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)