The Group Pet Sister Became the Petite Bag of the Powerful Minister

   Chapter 342 Song Zhao likes Siyu-

  The Department of Punishment is the head of the six departments. It is an intermediary that can directly intervene in the affairs of the court. It is the most important authority under the prince.

  Siyu originally controlled a powerful black shield army, and now he has the blessing of the Ministry of Punishment.

   In the future, even the crown prince had to treat him politely, and it would be even harder for Emperor Yuan Chun to suppress him.

  The prince's misunderstanding ruined Emperor Yuan Chun's deployment and made it more difficult to cut power.

  Emperor Yuan Chun was so angry that he took a deep look at the prince, and after expressing, "This is what you have done," he left with a flick of his sleeves.

  Prince closed his eyes tightly.

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After coming out of the Prince's Mansion, Fu Nanqian was still in a trance. Just now when Emperor Yuan Chun was there, he didn't dare to make a big expression, but now he dared to exclaim, "Song Jiazhaozhao, it turns out that you asked me to get it from the Ministry of Punishment. The secret, how did you find out?"

   Having won the battle, Song Zhao was very proud and raised his chin, "I'm amazing."

  Fu Nanqian really admires Song Zhao this time.

  In the beginning, Song Zhao was besieging the Ministry of Punishment and making a lot of trouble in the Prince's Mansion. He thought that Song Zhao was dying.

   But just now Song Zhao turned against the wind and forced the prince and queen Yuan Chun to follow her wishes, but it was really awesome.

   More importantly, Song Zhaozhen snatched the Ministry of Punishment from the crown prince.

  As Siyu, it was harder to seize power than to ascend to the sky, but Song Zhao easily helped him win the most lucrative power, and their team was getting stronger and stronger.

  Fu Nanqian's eyes were sparkling, and he leaned over in a dog-legged manner, "Song Jiazhaozhao, look at the position of the presiding judge of the punishment department, can I do it?"

  Song Zhao looked at Siyu with a smile, "You should ask the fourth brother."

  Siyu's peach eyes are smiling, deep and beautiful, and his voice is flat, "You have the final say."

   Song Zhao's ears were slightly red.

   probably understood her feelings for Siyu, so just these simple four words made her feel inexplicably sweet.

  Song Zhao's lips curved upward, and said in a crisp voice, "Do it if you want."

  Fu Nanqian cheered and shouted excitedly, "Father, from today on Song Jiazhaozhao, you are my biological father, and I will be able to show prestige in the future!"

  Song Zhao saw that Fu Nanqian was so happy, and was also very happy to be infected, after Fu Nanqian recovered.

  Song Zhaodao, "As soon as you return to the Punishment Department, post a message to the victim's family and ask them to claim the girl's body.

   Then you find a few restaurant storytellers and spread the word about it.

  I want everyone to know that the former chief judge of the Ministry of Punishment brutally murdered young girls in order to pray for His Royal Highness. "

   Emperor Yuan Chun only said that he kept the secrets of the Ministry of Punishment, but he did not say that he could not pass on the murder of the girl by the presiding judge.

   Besides, I couldn’t hide this kind of thing, I always had to give the people an explanation.

   "Fuck, Song Jiazhaozhao, your trick is high!" Fu Nanqian gave Song Zhao a thumbs up.

  Although the prince asked the presiding judge to confess all the crimes, the presiding judge committed the crime to pray for the prince, and the girl's body was dug up from the prince's backyard.

   Those family members of the victims, can they not resent the prince?

  As things spread, the Crown Prince's reputation plummeted.

   The Sacred Heart was lost before, and then the people's heart was lost.

   Thinking about His Royal Highness is miserable enough.

  Fu Nanqian took office as a new official and couldn't wait to leave to do his work.

  Song Zhao turned around to face Siyu, and asked seriously, "Brother, do you think I treat you well?"

  Siyu stopped and looked down at her, "What do you call me?"

  Song Zhao's eyes flashed, his clean cheeks raised, his voice was soft and sweet, "Brother, I think it sounds better to be called brother, don't you like it?"

   She remembered that in the modern world, many women call the man they like brother.

  She...I wanted to call it that too.

  Siyu pressed the tip of his tongue against his teeth, his heartbeat was unbalanced for a moment, and a shallow breath came out of his throat,

   "Brother likes to die."

   (end of this chapter)