cough!

Han Wen's old face turned red, and he just said in the court that the Tribunal Tribunal needs to be postponed.

"Kun Jian, I'm afraid this matter will be delayed for a while, don't worry," Han Wen whispered, "The imperial tomb was stolen, the Xiao tomb was stolen, and the imperial tomb in the capital was stolen. How can I deal with this now?"

Hou Zhang was shocked. Who is so brave?

"I really want to find Duke Qin and report all the matters of the morning court, hey," Han Wen smiled bitterly, "I really can't understand the emperor's intention. I want this man to know why not ask him to go to court, and the princess of Xiangyang is really true. If he doesn't persuade him at this time, he will go out for a trip. Don't you know that in the blink of an eye, you will be able to treat state affairs like this?"

"that is."

The two of them gathered together and complained fiercely, then they broke up and said goodbye. Marquis Yuzhang hurried to Yin Haichuan's mansion to report the situation. Han Wen sorted out his appearance and asked his entourage to retreat several feet, holding the tablet and slowly heading towards the Jinyiwei lobby.

How can he inform him if Wei Yang didn’t reply?

There is a way in Korean.

Can't I leave a note?

Qianhu stood speechlessly, and watched the old man write three large pieces of paper and clearly explain the events of today's morning court almost in detail.

"I don't need to worry about other things for the time being. The Minister of Rites has been replaced, and the Minister of Justice has been removed from office. This is a big deal." Qianhu thought to himself. Seeing Han Wen signed the Minister of Rites at the end, he realized that the old man who claimed to be Han Wen was actually the new Minister of Rites. He couldn't help but look at him strangely, "This old man is so unlucky."

At this time, he is the Minister of Rites, which is equivalent to standing on the front line of opposition to the western front.

"What's this guy's eyes?" Han Wen was still wondering after leaving the house.

The Jinyiwei Qianhu, if you place it elsewhere, you must be a big shot, but you must be a human being with your tail between your legs in the capital.

In the western front, he is also a small person who cannot be even smaller, even more excessive.

"Master, I heard that the Jinyiwei Qianjia made a mistake on the western side. The poor dared to beat them with bricks..." He muttered with his porter at the yard waiting outside the palace gate.

Han Wen didn't go home, so after reporting, he went straight to the Ministry of Personnel. It was not his official mischief. The emperor told him to sort out the Ministry of Personnel as soon as possible. Although he didn't know what to do, he thought that the emperor had big moves, so Han Wen would not dare to be vague.

On the way, Han Wen vaguely saw two people sitting in a "century-old shop" and feeding each other as if there was no one around.

Injustice!

Pooh!

"No need to see, if it weren't for Duke Qin and Princess Xiangyang, I would take you to court with a sedan chair." Han Wen fell down the curtain and sighed.

It's so good to be young.

Wei Yang didn't know that he was resentful by the old man. He was still wondering whether this winter was the peak season for eating ice cream?

"You don't know, this shop is so terrible. I ate the ice cream that is so popular in our western border now. It's in this century-old restaurant, and it's also in the summer," Xiangyang took a sip of the ice cream and complained angrily, "At that time, an ice cream was so big, oh, it was called ice water at that time. It was enough for me to have thirty dollars. How much does it cost to our western border now? This is all a black shop!"

The owner stood beside him and bent down to laugh. Auntie, can I treat you today?!

"It's a bit expensive, but in winter..." Wei Yang felt a little disgusting, "How can there be serious ice in the capital environment?"

"Where is the Duke of the State? How dare the shop use inferior products as good as the best? These are ice and snow made from the western ice, and ancient well water. Otherwise, the prices in summer and winter would be exactly the same? Look at this brand, it has not changed all year round." The shop owner said with a bitter face.

That's OK.

"In fact, only ordinary people are willing to eat these ice creams and shaved ice. Some of the wealthy families have hidden ice. They have this thing in ancient times," the store introduced. "The original owner of the store was the famous Binglady in Bianliang City in the Northern Song Dynasty. Look, this century-old store is really not a bold brag."

Who can't advertise?

Wei Yang was about to talk about business, but someone outside exclaimed, and a familiar voice quickly scolded: "It's gone, it's gone, it's gone, it's gonna be gone, it's gonna be gone, it's gonna be gone, it's gonna be gone, it's gonna be gone!"

Xiangyang looked back, sighed, shook his head and stood up.

Prince of Yue.

Of course, His Highness King Yue is in the sedan chair.

This guy's eyes were very red, as if someone punched him and hit him in the nose.

"Xiangyang." Prince of Yue smiled apologized.

Xiangyang ignored it.

The assassination in the west back then was enough to break up the little emotion that was not behind him.

The King of Yue sucked his nose and asked unhappily: "Why are you here? Your uncle is still waiting for you."

"I haven't come back for many years, so I'll go around for a while," Xiangyang said strangely, "Why are you crying? Dad, you can't do anything you cry when you see your daughter, and you don't have the magical powers of the First Lord Zhaolie, why are you pretending to be?"

King Yue snorted, his eyes quickly turned around and looked at the bandit leader who ignored him, and smiled bitterly, "Where is this..."

"Well, I just said you can't do it," Xiangyang waved his hand, "You are going to sanction the ancestors, so I won't try to keep you. Dad, have the gifts I gave to my mother south?!"

The King of Yue couldn't help but get angry. Is this your daughter's attitude?

Brother Big Thumb in Xiangyang asked back and said, "My husband has become a weapon."

Yes, yes, you have a bandit leader husband, so you don’t even care about your father now.

"Shut up, you three dare to say something more to get rid of your mouth and get rid of your front teeth!" Xiangyang waved his long sword, and the three princes who came forward together to scold him quickly shrank their heads and hid back.

"Hmph, forget it," King Yue waved his sleeves, "Justice Ning, King Zhou, and King Xing were scolded by your uncle. I am afraid that I will go to the ancestral tomb before I have not sent it to the New Year. Do you go?"

"Don't you go? You are thinking about being the crown prince every day, and you don't even care about the ancestral tombs. What kind of crown prince are you?" Xiangyang said contemptuously, "We won't go."

Thinking about it, he teased again: "What's more, King Ning is probably going to Xuyi in Jiangxi, and it's not far away; King Xing of Zhou can only travel around the capital. Dad, you are going back to Jiangnan, aren't it just right to go to Nanjing? I haven't been home for many years, and you shout every day that you want to go back. Now that you have the chance to go back, why are you unhappy again?"

King Yue was furious and left at that time.

Do you think I can’t see your intention?!

I just don’t want your bandit leader husband to talk to your father? I’m not happy yet.

"Kings, you are unfilial and you are very unfilial. I am very embarrassed." Oh, the old emperor's words were still echoing in his ears, and he didn't understand. Could it be that if he couldn't even have a good New Year, he would let him get out of the capital?

The old emperor had this idea. He originally wanted to make these guys fight each other, but unexpectedly, someone dug up the ancestral tomb of the old Zhu family. Why did you say that this was not God's help?

The emperor, I don’t want any old face anymore. You won’t dare to dig up my tomb in the future!

Although, we have no blood relationship, right?

The above is just Xiangyang’s brain.

"I won't eat anymore, I'll take you to the next fun. I remember it was so lively there when I was a child. When I arrived at the temple fair, if my uncle hadn't taken me with me, I would have been taken away." Xiangyang was anxious and hurriedly pulled the bandit leader's husband to continue shopping.
Chapter completed!