"I just... can't bear to part with my elder brother." Mu Qingyi's eyes were slightly red. Gu Xiuting smiled and said, "All the banquets in the world are over. We are brothers and sisters. No matter where we go to the ends of the world, we will still be brothers and sisters, and we will never change." A wife can rest, husbands can leave, and friends can leave, but if you are born as brothers and sisters, you will be brothers and sisters for the rest of your life.

Mu Qingyi lowered her head and smiled embarrassedly, feeling for her sudden little daughter.

Gu Xiuting just looked at her with a smile, smiling quietly. Since she became Mu Qingyi, she has rarely seen her younger sister look like this.

In the study of Hanzhanggong, Rong Jin looked at the ministers chattering underground with a cold expression, his face getting worse and worse.

However, these officials who were extremely afraid of Rong Jin in the past seemed to have never seen his ugly face at all, and continued to whisper their advice. They would not give up until they woke up Rong Jin's words.

Among them, there were powerful officials in high positions in the court, and there were leisure censors, and even some old men who had not been to court for a long time came. A faint coldness flashed in Rong Jin's eyes, OK, very good.

When a minister finished speaking and was breathing, Rong Jin asked lightly: "You guys say... Qingyi is not worthy of going to and from the court as a woman?"

"Report to Your Majesty, that's exactly what it is." The minister raised his head and said proudly: "Women should be careful in their boudoir training, embroider and play the piano in their boudoir, take care of their husbands and children. It is a matter for men to be a marquis and ministers, so how can they be disorganized?"

Rong Jin sneered, "Qingyi is indeed a woman, but you so-called imperial examination talents, famous families with scholars, are not even as good as women. I would rather let a group of women be officials than to ask you, such a group of waste."

"Your Majesty!" Everyone looked a little embarrassed, but they had to admit that Gu Liuyun's methods were indeed not as good as them.

Since Gu Liuyun came to the Western Yue Dynasty and did what he did, these ministers in the court were not all fools, so they could naturally understand it. If they were to say that Gu Liuyun had no ability at all and was entirely relied on Rong Jin's favor, even these ministers who had been tempered would not have such a thick face.

"Your Majesty, Mu Qingyi is only sixteen or seventeen years old. She is making trouble in China first. If she comes to our Western Yue again to play with the government affairs, she will definitely be a witch who will harm the country. Please give an order to kill the witch!" An old minister with a gray beard said tremblingly.

"Rareless!" Rong Jin's eyes darkened and he said in a deep voice: "I see that you are jealous of Qingyi's talent and want to put her on the mortal enemy. You have a small aura and cannot accommodate things. Don't blame the emperor for not looking down on you. Get back and take care of me for my retirement!"

"Your Majesty, you..." The old minister's face turned blue and white, and his chest was undulating for a long time, and finally a mouthful of blood was spurted out. The old minister was already seventy years old, but he was very talented and unsuccessful all his life. He was quite talented when he was young, but he knew that he was only a third-rank minister in the end. After Rong Jin ascended the throne, Mu Qingyi saw that he had been noble all his life and was not easy to not be with others, so he won the title of first-rank. Unexpectedly, the title of this level was not yet popular, but he came to find trouble for Rong Jin again. No wonder Rong Jin was so angry that he was merciless.

He waved his hand and asked someone to help him down. Rong Jin glanced at everyone contemptuously and said, "You have heard it clearly for me. If you want Qingyi to leave the position of prime minister, you can." In the surprise eyes of everyone, Rong Jin said calmly: "Prove it to me that you are more powerful than Qingyi and more suitable for the position of prime minister. Otherwise, you will get out of the distance. She is a man or a woman, and I will use it instead. If you don't have the ability, shut up for me!"

Everyone looked at each other and was confused for a moment, "Your Majesty... How do you prove it?" Who is suitable to be the prime minister? You can't try this kind of thing for a few days alone, right?

After thinking about it, he left the list and said tentatively: "I am willing to compete with Mu Qingyi for his talents."

Rong Jin sneered, "Talent? Are you piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Do you plan to compare one by one or take turns? What's the relationship between chess, calligraphy and painting and governance of the country? What's more... Those who want to compare calligraphy and painting will look at me on the wall, and those who think they can surpass Qingyi will come forward and speak."

Following Rong Jin's sight, everyone saw two calligraphy and paintings hanging on one side of the wall of the Imperial Study Room. One is a picture of the plum garden, and the other is a hand-written mood. The signatures are Gu Ziqing. When they enter the Imperial Study Room on weekdays, everyone is extremely solemn. No one dares to look around, but no one notices these two calligraphy and paintings. When they look at it again, they all changed color.

These two paintings are naturally too much to say, but they can be regarded as top-notch. Especially the elegant handwriting is already quite elegant. Even in the Western Yue Dynasty, except for a few talented and knowledgeable people, I am afraid that no one can match them. However, although these people are stronger than Mu Qingyi, most of them are already famous scholars in the world. They can't do anything to bully a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old.

After glanced at everyone with satisfaction, Rong Jin sneered, picked up a bunch of notes on the table and smashed them over, and said coldly: "These are all notes written by Qingyi. Take them back and take a look. After reading them... Let me tell me that you are more powerful than her. I will give you the position of prime minister. Now, get out of here! What else do you do except advise me all day long? I want civil and military officials to govern the government and not listen to your nonsense!"

The pressure of the king and the peerless masters is definitely not something that ordinary people can resist. Even if they are unwilling, these ministers can only pick up the letter and get out of the imperial study room in a mess.

"What are you still doing here?" Rong Jin glanced at Dongfang Xu who was standing aside in a daze. Dongfang Xu quickly smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down... I have no intention of admonition. Your Majesty, don't vent your anger on your face."

Rong Jin snorted coldly, glanced at him faintly and said, "Then what are you trying to do?"

"That's it... I just want to ask, is Gu Xiang really a Gu Xiang?" It turned out that this person had not come back to his senses. He could not accept the fact that the elegant and elegant prime minister was a girl.

"What do you think?"

"Really?" Dongfang Xu's eyes lit up, "Can I..." Before he finished speaking, under Rong Jin's unkind gaze, Master Dongfang finally heard this amazing news, followed by a small message. He quickly smiled and said, "What? Congratulations to Your Majesty for choosing a good partner. Can I go to see the future queen first?"
Chapter completed!