Dad, Did You Study Today?

March vacation.

This is tantamount to deposing him!

Even if he is not dismissed, when he comes back, the position of Minister of the Ministry of Punishment will be occupied by someone else.

This other person, whether he is a member of the Zhenguo Duke's party, a member of the Second Prince's party, or a member of the royalist faction, no matter who he is, it is not him.

The fear in the Minister of Punishment's heart was like a wildly growing vine, tightly strangling his internal organs.

"His Majesty."

Before the Minister of Punishment could say anything, Zhou Huaishan looked at him coolly from the side.

"Back then, even the eight sons of Marquis Rongyang couldn't bear the annihilation of the whole family. How many of your sons can bear the annihilation of the nine clans?

Today, from the moment you entered the imperial study room to now, every word you say, if you take it seriously, must be a crime of deceiving the emperor.

The crime of deceiving the emperor is to destroy the nine tribes.

how? Jealous of Marquis Rongyang? "

Destroy the nine tribes and deceive the king!

These two words were like two huge drumsticks, slamming down on Tianling Gai, the Minister of Punishment.

What he said today is almost all lies if he cares about it carefully. If he cares about it seriously, it is indeed a crime of deceiving the emperor.

Huge fear lingered throughout his body, and the Minister of Punishment only felt that his eyes were a little dark, and his throat seemed to be filled with a huge wave full of fishy smell, which wanted to burst out of his throat.

How he was dragged out of the royal study, and how he left the palace step by step through the long palace passage, I can no longer remember.

As soon as the Minister of Punishment left, the Imperial Academy's eyes turned sideways to the Queen Mother who fell to the ground.

That's right.

The Queen Mother fainted and fell to the ground just now, but no one immediately helped her. The Emperor didn't even look over there.

The head chamberlain kept his head down and his eyes down, as if he was asleep.

It's as if what's paralyzed over there is not the Queen Mother, but a pile of flesh dressed in gold and silver!

Old meat!

Tsk!

In the imperial study room, the air could not be described as heavy for a moment, but it was also uncomfortable.

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, when Lord Jijiu felt that his legs could no longer stand, the emperor finally spoke.

"What kind of meat is the sauced pork bun you just ate?"

"Mutton, mutton and green onions, and some gourd shreds in it. It's quite delicious, really."

"Okay, bring me some next time you go to the palace."

"Why bring some? Do you really dare to eat it?"

"Just take it if you are told, there is so much nonsense!"

"Tsk, the common people obey the order."

Lord Jijiu

Is it really appropriate for you two to discuss this kind of topic on this occasion?

Gulu!

Lord Jishu's stomach made a loud noise.

The emperor and Zhou Huaishan laughed almost in unison.

The air in the imperial study seemed to relax at this moment.

The emperor leaned back in his chair, with a smile on his face, and said to the priest, "What do you want when you come into the palace?"

Lord Jijiu

I wipe it!

So much has happened, now you think of it and ask me what's wrong?

The corner of his mouth twitched, and accompanied by a loud growl in his stomach, Lord Jijiu said bravely: "I came here just to ask for your Majesty's instructions. Was Yang Tian still the author of the birthday message for the Queen Mother?"

The emperor laughed loudly, "Well, it's still Yang Tian. After all, if there is a sudden change of people in this situation, others will think that I have a problem with the Minister of Punishment."

Lord Jijiu

You have no objection to the Minister of Justice!

Not at all!

They just punished him with three months of leave!

After Master Jijiu and Zhou Huaishan came out of the imperial study, after holding it in for a long time, Master Jijiu finally couldn't hold it in any longer and said to Zhou Huaishan, "Are you familiar with His Majesty?"

Zhou Huaishan looked over with a blank expression.

Lord Jijiu said: "I feel that the way His Majesty talks to you is like talking to an old friend for many years. It is very cordial and casual."

Zhou Huaishan was silent, "That's probably because I look more festive."

Lord Jijiu trembled at the corners of his eyes, never expecting Zhou Huaishan to give him such an answer.

"Festival?"

Zhou Huaishan nodded seriously, "Yes, happy."

"There are so many happy-looking people, but I have never seen His Majesty or anyone else look like this."

"I'm different from them."

"Why is it different?"

Zhou Huaishan stopped, turned around and looked at Lord Jijiu, "Look at me."

Master Jijiu also stopped, turned around, and stared at Zhou Huaishan's face.

Zhou Huaishan immediately said: "Don't look at the face, look down!"

Master Jijiu looked at Zhou Huaishan's chest.

"Look down."

Master Jijiu looked at Zhou Huaishan's belly.

"Look down."

Master Jijiu looked at Zhou Huaishan’s eh!

Looking further down, it seems inappropriate.

After skipping somewhere, Master Jijiu looked at the hem of Zhou Huaishan's robe.

Zhou Huaishan suddenly yelled, "It's not that far down, just here."

Zhou Huaishan pointed towards the position below his waist.

When the Lord Jijiu looked down, he saw two lines of words, one on the left and one on the right, embroidered on the hanging ribbon of Zhou Huaishan's robe.

Left: good luck.

Right: Chicken tonight.

Seeing that Master Jijiu had seen it, Zhou Huaishan smiled and said, "I am a very particular person, and I am full of joy from beginning to end, so it is normal for Your Majesty to see me in a good mood. Who doesn't want to have good luck and eat chicken every day? "

Lord Jijiu

He felt that he might be a little too hungry, or else he felt like he couldn't turn his head.

He even felt that he couldn't understand what Zhou Huaishan was talking about!

So much so that he had already walked out side by side with Zhou Huaishan, but his mind was full of only eight words, good luck, chicken tonight.

There was no room for anything else.

"Well, do you really think that His Majesty treats you differently from others because of this?"

When he reached the palace gate, the chief wine master spoke again.

Zhou Huaishan nodded, "There is no other reason except this, and I don't have an extra leg than others."

The chief wine master still couldn't calm down.

Maybe he was hungry.

He raised his hand and patted Zhou Huaishan on the shoulder, sighed earnestly, "Let's take a day off today, and go to study tomorrow."

When Zhou Huaishan heard this, he was a little depressed just now, and he was so excited that he almost farted.

After the chief wine master finished speaking, he turned around and got in the car.

Good luck, chicken tonight, tsk, it's a good word, is it really because of this?

Then what should he embroider?

Good luck, fish tonight?

No, it's too cliché.

Then, good luck tonight. What to do tonight?

The hungry Lord Jijiu left with deep thoughts. Zhou Huaishan waited until he saw the Lord Jijiu's carriage disappear before he happily prepared to stroll home.

"Brother Shan!"

Zhou Huaishan was just about to walk away when he suddenly heard a loud shout from the opposite side.

Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw Wang Jin waving at him like a fool.

Zhou Huaishan walked over a few steps.

"Why are you here? How did you get out?"

Wang Jin looked Zhou Huaishan up and down, and seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, he smiled and said, "I climbed over the wall."