Yang Xinghuai was crying and took the scroll with both hands very solemnly, and then walked into the hall.

Xiao Zijie and Kong Ze looked confused and had to follow him.

Yang Xinghuai walked to the front of the hall, rolled the scroll, placed it on the high platform, and knelt down directly.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

After three big sounds, Yang Xinghuai said excitedly: "The emperor's kindness is great, the blessing of my Yang family, the blessing of the Yang family!"

Xiao Zijie and Kong Ze couldn't help but be stunned when they looked at Yang Xinghuai's exaggerated actions.

It's that exaggerated, it wasn't given by the emperor.

Yang Xinghuai turned his head and looked at the two of them, saying, "You two brats, why don't you kneel down and kowtow quickly."

"Uncle, I admit that this poem is enough to be passed down from generation to generation, but we are also gentry, so there is no need to kneel down to it!" Xiao Zijie said with a grievance.

Yang Xinghuai's eyes glared and his hands raised, and the two knelt on the ground.

In front of Wu Shuai, they were quite cowardly.

After the two kowtowed three times, Yang Xinghuai said: "The author of this poem is not someone else, but His Majesty today."

"ah?"

Xiao Zijie and Kong Ze's mouths were wide open enough to stuff a big duck egg.

Just now, the two of them had already regarded Zhao Yan as their rival in love on the road, and they were thinking of oppressing Zhao Yan with their family identity so that he could not deserve Lu Nianwei!

Now, fighting for women with the emperor, the two of them suddenly became a little scared!

Yang Xinghuai slowly stood up and said, "You two should tell me the origin of this word clearly, and you must not hide it at all."

So, Xiao Zijie and Kong Ze told me in detail what happened last night.

"Your Majesty is really sympathetic to the old minister. I want to go to the palace to thank you. After you go back, you must not disclose your Majesty's identity to anyone except for not hiding from your father." Yang Xinghuai instructed.

The two nodded quickly and took the ten courage to tell others that the Emperor of Great Zhou was free to go in and out of the land of fireworks at night.

Immediately, Yang Xinghuai entered the palace in a carriage.

This poem means a lot to him.

First of all, this poem is enough to be passed down through the ages. Secondly, this poem is written by the emperor today.

These two blessings are enough to make Yang Xinghua famous throughout the ages. There will definitely be one of his chapters in later history books, even more than Xiao Jingye, Pan Wenyue, and Liu Chao.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, which emphasized literature and suppressed martial arts, Yang Xinghuai was able to participate in the victory of the Yellow River mouth in the late stage of his life and received such praise, which was completely satisfied.

This is exactly what he wants at his age, and the descendants of his Yang family will also receive more shade.

Therefore, he was so excited.

In the Chuigong Hall, Zhao Yan was drinking tea. When he heard Yang Xinghuai's visit, he let him in.

Yang Xinghuai strode to the front of the hall, without saying a word, kneeling down and three loud sounds.

"Sir Wu, this is not a court service, there is no need to give such a great court!" Zhao Yan was startled.

Generally speaking, all the ministers saw Zhao Yan in the Chuigong Hall and just bowed.

"Your Majesty is so fond of me. My Yang family is willing to defend the border for the Great Zhou for generations, and does not hesitate to go through fire and water, and be covered with horses and corpses." Yang Xinghuai said loudly.

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Ship Wu, you are using these idioms quite cunningly. Do you have any questions to ask me?"

Yang Xinghuai looked up and said, "Your Majesty, I have seen the song "Breaking the Array" you wrote for me last night and hung it in the hall, so I would like to thank you!"

"Oh, this is the matter. You deserve it, and there is no need to thank me." Zhao Yan thought for a while and said, "You should not make this matter public."

If everyone in Wanbaolou knows that they are the Emperor of the Great Zhou, it will be inconvenient for Zhao Yan to go out for private visits in the future.

"I followed the order. Except for Wen Xiang and his son, Cai Xiang and his father and son, there are also two directors, Lord Pan. No one else knows it, and it will not be reported again." Yang Xinghuai said with a serious look on his face.

"I can understand that Wen Xiang and his son, and Cai Xiang and his son, know that, but Director Pan knows too?" Zhao Yan asked.

Old Yang Xinghuai blushed and said, "After all, this is a great honor. On the way to the palace, I happened to meet Director Pan, so I showed off the story of His Majesty writing lyrics for me, but I also told him that I would never disclose it."

Zhao Yan couldn't help but be happy. He didn't expect that this powerful Wu Shuai had such a cute side.

...

In a blink of an eye, there are only three days left before New Year's Day.

In the past few days, there have been almost no memorials. In addition to talking to Caixiang and the Ministry of Revenue, Zhao Yan was basically in a leisure state.

In Queen Mother Zhang's harem, people came and went all day long, picking the queen for Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan didn't participate, so he let Empress Dowager Zhang be busy.

Only when you are not busy can Zhao Yan feel the ease and happiness of being an emperor.

Afternoon.

Just as Zhao Yan was fishing happily in the Imperial Lake in the Imperial Garden, Sun Houshi, the Minister of Justice, came to meet him in a hurry.

"Shangshu Sun, you are in such a hurry. Could it be that something happened again?" Zhao Yan threw the fish hook into the lake and asked with a smile.

"Your Majesty, one hour ago, the special envoy of Vientiane Yebo and the special envoy of Hei Khan, Jiang Yangdemba, had a dispute with Qiu Tong, the Ministry of Personnel, and then a vicious fight broke out."

Zhao Yan suddenly stood up and turned around and asked, "Are Qiu Tong injured?"

Qiu Tong is the principal in charge of investigating the Cui Wanshan incident. The memorial was well written, and Zhao Yan was particularly impressed by it.

"Although Qiu Tong is a civil servant, he has learned fists and feet and has never been injured, but the two special envoys were beaten badly!" Sun Houshi replied.

"Since our people are not at a disadvantage, what are you going to deal with?"

Sun Houshi was speechless, and the logic of this emperor was really strange.

The injury of the external envoy is a major event that affects the image of the Great Zhou. He only asks his own people, but does not care about the situation and reactions of the external envoy.

"Your Majesty, at this moment, all three of them are in the Ministry of Justice and are asking to meet the saint. The reason for the incident was that the two envoys moved into Qiyun Tower this morning. In order to be quiet, they wanted to drive away all the guests on the same floor. Qiu Tong happened to be in Qiyun Tower, so he went to argue with them, and then the two sides fought. Because this matter involved the diplomacy of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the ministers did not dare to make decisions." Sun Houshi said with a embarrassed look on his face.

Zhao Yan thought for a while and said, "There is no need to face the saint. Since the two envoys like quietness, you can find a quieter cell in the Ministry of Justice and let them check in tonight. If you want to stay for a few days, you can stay for a few days, and ensure that hot water is free!"

"Ah? This is not so good!"

Swish!

Zhao Yan lifted the fishing rod with both hands, and a fat carp was pulled up.

"No one can bully the people of our Great Zhou. These special envoys are like creditors every year. I will kill them this year!" Zhao Yan said coldly.

"I accept the order!" Immediately, Sun Houshi bowed and retreated.
Chapter completed!