Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

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After the short conversation, Zhang Han seemed to be a different person, talking and laughing with his colleagues around him with a red face.

Chen Qing also felt a little lighter.

Meng Yi is an old fox with deep roots in the court.

Although he didn't say it clearly, the arrogance of the ministers of the three dynasties can be felt everywhere.

If Meng Yi gains power, I'm afraid even he won't pay attention to him.

"Efforts have been made, but in the end it's all in vain!"

"Husband, the waiter has come to communicate and told us to go down."

Ying Shiman waved hurriedly.

"Here comes."

Chen Qing took a deep breath, "Heh~tui! Let's go!"

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Two days later.

Xianyang City is still immersed in the joy of victory over the Huns.

The First Emperor led civil and military officials to hold a grand sacrificial ceremony in the Ancestral Temple, and announced a rare one-day rest to show his grace.

Before dawn, lights lit up in Chen Qing's courtyard.

Reba stared at the copper basin on the charcoal fire by the stove, and stretched out his fingers to test the water temperature from time to time.

Ying Shiman served Chen Qing to dress in the bedroom, helping him smooth the wrinkles on the dress carefully and considerately.

"It's enough to let the servants do this kind of work."

"If you go to court every day, can you still wake up early every day?"

Chen Qing tidied up his clothes, and said in comfort.

"Why not?"

"My husband wants to go to court to participate in state affairs, and I can't do anything else, besides, this is my duty."

Ying Shiman helped him fasten his belt and said solemnly.

"Look at my wife's awareness."

Chen Qing lovingly pinched her small earlobe: "After ten or eight years, you should roll your eyes and dislike your husband, who is old, ugly and doesn't like to take a bath."

"I hate it now."

Ying Shiman immediately rolled her eyes.

"Hahaha."

Chen Qing laughed and pinched her tender face: "Let's go."

at the same time.

Xiangli Xi, who lives in the outer suburbs, also hurried out.

Acting as the coachman and attendants, the two disciples ran forward and back diligently, and drove the carriage to the direction of Xianyang Palace.

Sitting in the car, Xiangli Xi took out the edict and read it again and again, his mood went up and down like a roller coaster.

Last night, the palace suddenly sent someone to inform him to attend today's morning court.

Even if some benefits were given, the reason was not found out.

Xianglixi's mind kept echoing what Chen Qing said that day...

"I'm thinking about it, and I will arrange for you to be a minister of the Ministry of Industry."

"This minister of the Ministry of Industry is probably equivalent to the former Jiuqing."

According to his humble official position, going to court is something that has never happened before.

Is it really...

"Don't be delusional!"

popping.

Xiangli Xi slapped himself twice, forcing himself to calm down.

"Master, what happened?"

After the disciple heard the movement, he turned his head quickly.

With two overlapping slap marks on his face, Xiangli Xi raised his head and said, "I was bitten by a mosquito just now, don't worry about it."

???

Mosquito?

The two disciples looked at each other suspiciously.

Could it be that Master is not awake?

Where are the mosquitoes in this cold winter?

Chapter 236 You Can't Hide the Eyes of the Swordsman

The sky was white with fish belly.

There was already a group of three or five people at the entrance of the Qilin Hall, and many ministers gathered.

The end of the year is approaching, and with the victory of the Northern Army, His Majesty issued a reward and gave the big guy a day off.When we met again, everyone greeted each other beamingly, as if the Spring Festival had arrived earlier.

Xiangli Xi stood far away on the edge of the corridor, pacing in a small area, with his back against the cold wind.

A familiar voice came from far and near, Chen Qing and Fusu came together talking and laughing.

"Xiangli Zhonghou, why are you here?"

Fusu asked slightly surprised.

"See His Royal Highness."

Xiangli Xi saluted respectfully: "It was His Majesty who summoned the ministers to come to court."

"I mean……"

Fusu pointed to the entrance of the Qilin Hall.

The stove was set up early in the hall, and standing at the door not only sheltered from the wind, but also felt a little bit of warmth.

Xiangli Xi was wandering here alone, and he couldn't help feeling sympathetic.

"Weichen rarely have the opportunity to enter the palace, stand here and enjoy the scenery."

"It made His Highness laugh."

Xiangli Xi said cautiously.

With a serious face, Fusu nodded slowly.

What you said is indeed correct, Daqin is ashamed of such a great talent in such a country!

"Xiangli Zhonghou, you go with me."

Fusu took the initiative to invite.

"How dare you."

Xianglixi couldn't help showing gratitude, and quickly refused.

"Why are you being so polite, old woman? Don't you give Your Highness face?"

Chen Qing pushed his shoulder and made a joke.

On weekdays, the two of them were alone, and it was nothing to call 'Old Taishan'.

In Xianyang Palace, under the watchful eye of Shi Huang, the authentic father-in-law, he dared not make any mistakes.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness."

Xiangli Xi followed neatly and entered the hall all the way.

The position of Fusu is before Baiguan.

Chen Qing sat in the front row on the left.

Naturally, Xiangli Xi couldn't have this kind of treatment, so he was assigned to a position near the gate at the end.

Fortunately, it didn't snow today, otherwise, after a court meeting, I would have to become a 'white-haired man'.

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty took their seats one after another, and it seems that there are more people here today than before.

Prime Minister Li Si's position was empty, which seemed particularly abrupt.

As soon as Chen Qing arrived here, countless eyes focused on him immediately, with an expression as if he wanted to kill someone.

Wang Jian couldn't help laughing at him, and joked: "Young Master Chen is really popular, everyone misses you so much, my ears are getting calloused just listening to the memorial to impeach you these days.

Wouldn't it be wonderful for you to confront them face to face today? "

The corners of Chen Qing's mouth curled up, "How can Marquis Wu Cheng imprison people's innocence out of thin air? Colleagues monitor and supervise each other, can this be called impeachment?"

"As the saying goes, if you have something, you can change it, if you don't have it, you can encourage it. A gentleman..."

"Your Majesty is here—"

The waiter let out a long drink, interrupting Chen Qing's long speech.

The atmosphere in the Qilin Hall suddenly became quiet, and all the officials bowed their heads solemnly.

Meng Yi saw the opportunity and secretly gave Chen Qing a wink.

He nodded imperceptibly, indicating that he knew.

Only then did Meng Yi feel relieved, showing a confident smile.

"If you have something to play, you will retreat."

"Your Majesty, I have something to announce."

A censor doctor couldn't wait to stand up.

"Precise play."

Ying Zheng glanced around and spoke softly.

"Weichen Shenzheng Su Neishi Zheng Huai neglected his duties, slack and dereliction of duty."

"The end of the new year is approaching, and the accounts of the Neishi government office are still in a mess."

"In the spring of next year, the distribution of grain grown in various places and the reserves for disaster relief will be related to the imperial court's annual grain tax and the stability of the community."

"At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month in previous years, the Yamen governing Su Neishi should report to Yulan."

"I don't know why Zheng Neishi has delayed until now?"

Doctor Yushi reprimanded him sternly.

"Report to Your Majesty."

Zheng Huai showed a bitter expression, and stood up helplessly.

The city gate caught fire and affected the pond fish.

In the past, when Chen Qing was not around, you had nowhere to vent.

He is here today, why is he still provoking others for no reason?

"Usually, this matter is first handed over to the prime minister's office, and then submitted to the palace after Prime Minister Li has refuted it."

"This year……"

Zheng Neishi stopped his voice in time.

The First Emperor nodded knowingly.

Make progress!

Previously, the disciples of the Fa school wailed and pleaded for Li Si, and he reprimanded him several times, but now they have learned to turn around.