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"Crying can solve the problem? If you want to cry, go outside to cry. Don't hinder me from using dinner. A first-class senior citizen, but she is like a child crying in the hall. It's really a disgraceful person."

Liu Ce was not moved at all about Kong Yifu's disgusting behavior, and even Song Yanran, who had been silent, had beautiful eyes frowned.

Kong Yifu stopped crying and stood up to Liu Ce and said, "Your Majesty, I really have no choice. I dare to ask you to issue an order for the maids in the palace to serve the Monroe people. Do you try not to get angry?"

When the palace maids in Wangxing Tower heard this, they all looked frightened, fearing that Liu Ce would agree to let them serve the Monroe people.

But Liu Ce put down his chopsticks and slowly said to Kong Yifu: "Kong Yifu, at this time, you still have the face to mention this matter to me? Are you planning to satisfy the Monroe people's request?

Today I want women to serve them. What about tomorrow? Do I have to nod my head to accept the whole territory of the North? Even if I want my throne, I should ask them to sit on it with a smile?"

Kong Yifu hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I don't mean this..."

"But that's what you mean!" Liu Ce interrupted Kong Yifu's words sternly, "I really didn't expect that you, a great scholar, would be so despicable that you went to school to let students take as a guest? You are so bold that you put your ideas on my daughter! Even if I kill you now, it would not be an exaggeration!"

"Your Majesty knows it?"

Kong Yifu was stunned at first, then knelt down again in horror, and hurriedly begged: "Your Majesty, please calm down. I really don't know that Princess Changle is in Luohe Academy..."

Liu Ce shouted: "Enough! Kong Yifu, you pedantic, have the face to beg for mercy? What you do today is not embarrassing, I feel embarrassed for you!

Now that the Han Dynasty and Mengluo have not yet started a war, I dare to assert that you will definitely be the traitor who has been infatuated for thousands of years!

It’s good that you come today, I will tell you that I will start to strip this official uniform tomorrow and there is no need to enter the palace!”

Kong Yifu was stunned, raised his head and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty is going to be the official of the empress? I know I am stupid, but I am a Confucian apprentice..."

"What's the matter?" Liu Ce took the conversation and asked, "Do you think you are worthy of the position of Grand Secretary? Before you learn to be an official, I will try to sharpen you first. From tomorrow, you will suspend all official duties and go to the city gate to be a gatekeeper. It will not be too late to be reinstated when you wake up..."

"What? How can you be the rankless gatekeeper in the Confucian disciple?

Kong Yifu was shocked so much that although the first-rank Grand Secretary was just a false title and did not have much real power, he was still a senior official in the court, and was simply incomparable to the unqualified gatekeeper. It was a very different comparison between the salary just by comparison.

Therefore, Kong Yifu was extremely repulsive of this position. From the previous dynasty, he had never seen officials below the fifth rank in Chang'an City, let alone the guardian of the city.

Liu Ce said lightly: "Don't want to? Yes, then when there was a Han Dynasty, your Kong family would never think about becoming an official, think it through yourself..."

This sentence made Kong Yifu shut up completely. He claimed to be a descendant of Confucius. The entire Zhou Dynasty worshipped Confucianism and made him and his disciples of Confucianism become the best. Once he could not become an official, he would not say it for himself. Confucian scholars in the world would definitely criticize him and would never turn over.

With this, Kong Yifu compromised, responded to Liu Ce's will, and left the palace in a daze.

As soon as Kong Yifu left, Song Yanran took the initiative to come forward and fill Liu Ce with a glass of iced water wine, and said quietly: "Your Majesty, I think that corrupt scholars like Kong Yifu should be dealt with in this way, so that they can recognize their essence and not harm future generations in the future."

Liu Ce took the wine glass and replied, "You still understand my thoughts best. Are you very dissatisfied with his harassment of Yan'er?"

Song Yanran sighed and said, "Can you not be angry? Yan'er's child is so similar to me. Now he has finally escaped from the tiger's mouth, but he doesn't expect someone to push her into the fire pit.

But this person is still a first-rank official in the dynasty. Think about how terrible it is? Can you still expect these important officials in the court to ask for the people of the world and the people in the future?"

Liu Ce got up and walked to the one-eyed telescope with his eyes raised, narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky, and said casually: "What Yanran said makes sense. In fact, I have long wanted to drive these guys who are scattered and waiting to die out of the court.

But now there is no way. The Han Dynasty was first established, and everything should not be too extreme. At the moment of trouble, as an emperor, he can no longer do whatever he wants as he was a military governor, and he has also considered a lot more."

Song Yanran smiled slightly and came to Liu Ce: "But Your Majesty already has a plan, right? I believe that it won't take long to keep the court atmosphere as vigorous as it is in the Far East..."

Liu Ce nodded without saying anything. After a long time, he let go of the telescope and squinted his eyes and said to Song Yanran: "I am too busy handling official business these days. I want to relax in this Wangxing Tower today.

I wonder if Song Zhaorong can accompany me here to look up at the stars and explore the mysteries of the universe?"

When Song Yanran heard this, her pretty face turned red and she muttered in a low voice: "All of us are the kings of the country, but they are still so inappropriate..."

Liu Ce pulled Song Yanran over, looked at her, and said affectionately: "It is in front of Song Zhaorong that I am so inappropriate..."

Song Yanran's face was flushed by his hot gaze, and she said shyly: "Your Majesty pays attention to your demeanor, and many palace maids around him are watching..."

Liu Ce immediately said to the palace maid: "You all go outside the building to wait. Without my order, you are not allowed to come in!"

When the palace maids heard this, they immediately bowed and said goodbye. Many people were smiling on their faces, and they naturally understood that Liu Ce and Song Yanran were going to do a husband and wife...

Even though she is already a couple, Song Yanran is extremely shy every time she goes to the room, which is in sharp contrast to her cheerful appearance. At this moment, she happily snuggled up on Liu Ce, buried her head deep in Liu Ce's chest, and finally fell on the ground mat together, integrating with the stars in the sky...

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Late at night, the Monroe Envoy’s Inn...

Hedanmole and the members of the accompanying Monlo mission were gnawing the newly roasted lamb, and his eating habits were undoubtedly reincarnated as a hungry ghost.

They waited in the inn for a whole night, not only did they not wait for the beauty to accompany them, but they didn't even wait for food. Kong Yifu even made He Danmole and others curse in the inn, and greeted Kong Yifu's family with eighteen generations of ancestors.

Just now, Ye Bin, the Minister of Rites, brought wine, food and delicacies to replace Kong Yifu, and negotiated with Hedanmole. When the hungry and crazy-eyed Monroe people saw the roasted lamb, they immediately started to snatch it like crazy, and there was no demeanor that the delegation should have.

The so-called food and sex are the most important thing to fill your stomach compared to beauty.

Ye Bin looked at the wolf-eating image in the inn, and then listened to the deafening chewing sound, and just watched quietly with cold eyes.

Ye Bin is different from Kong Yifu. He has analyzed from the Intelligence Department that the purpose of these Monroeans coming to Chang'an is definitely not simple. Perhaps the two countries will soon become evil, so this attitude is naturally impossible to be so respectful.

He Danmole's plate of minced mutton was wiped out. After three bowls of rice were placed under the belly, he drank a sip of tea, wiped his greasy hands and mouth, and looked at Ye Bin.

"This is your great man's way of treating guests? Do you leave the envoys of friendly countries in the inn without asking? Hum!"

He Danmole's threat did not deter Ye Bin. He saw him bowing and replying, "Please rest your anger for a while. This is not because Your Majesty intends to neglect you, but we have some trouble with people. I hope you can forgive me..."

He Danmole sneered, glanced at his companions around him, and said to Ye Bin: "It seems that your emperor is just like this. Will he use such a person as a welcome envoy?"

Ye Bin smiled faintly: "The saints are all faults, let alone mortals? What's more, Your Majesty just wants to give Kong Yifu a chance, a corrupt scholar.

It's just that he can't even do such a thing well, which is really disappointing, but then again, I really have to thank you. Kong Yifu has been demoted..."

"Forget it, we Monroe don't pay much attention to it. This matter is over..." He Danmole didn't care about Kong Yifu, but just waved his hand to Ye Bin and said, "Now I just want to know when your emperor will meet us? The Holy Emperor is still waiting for us to go back and report his life!"

Ye Bin replied: "Your Majesty will naturally have his arrangements when you meet the noble envoy. The noble envoy just needs to rest here..."

Hedanmole's face turned cold: "If your emperor has not made any arrangements for a year, wouldn't we stay here for a year?"

Ye Bin bowed and replied: "The envoy is joking. I will definitely not let the envoy wait for a year. During this period, if you have any reasonable requests, the Ministry of Rites will do its best to meet..."

"Okay, find us some women. Isn't this an exaggeration?" Hedanmole said contemptuously.

Ye Bin refused without blinking, "Sorry, the envoy's request is out of order. There is no such regulation in the Han law. Please make some reasonable requests."

He Danmole frowned: "What? We have traveled thousands of miles to the Central Plains Capital, and these requirements cannot be met?"

Ye Bin smiled and said, "I can't obey my orders. I'd better stay in the inn and wait for His Majesty to summon him. It's getting late, and I won't bother you to rest, so I'll say goodbye first."

After saying that, Ye Bin turned around and walked away from the inn, not giving He Danmole a chance to continue speaking.

Seeing Ye Bin slowly disappearing into the darkness with his guards, He Danmole put away the expression on his face and fell into deep thought.

"The momentum this person gives me is completely incomparable to the one during the day. If the Han Dynasty officials had the same courage, then it would be a bit difficult to negotiate with Liu Ce this time..."
Chapter completed!