Talking about money hurts feelings is definitely a truth that is common to all ancient and modern times.

When Zhao Yan suggested that Lu Nianwei hoped that Lu Nianwei would take out a thousand taels of silver to buy his poem, Lu Nianwei had no good face.

Then, the moonlight date on the roof ended in a hurry.

Zhao Yan, who was as straight as a steel man, did not realize that he had offended Lu Nianwei at all, and felt that he was quite generous.

A famous poem that is passed down from generation to generation is only 1,000 taels of silver, which is equivalent to a bargain price.

The next day, Zhao Yan woke up and realized that he said last night: Just one thousand taels of silver is too cancerous for men.

Immediately, he personally wrote the song "Yuanxi" on rice paper, mounted it carefully, and then asked Heiwa to send it to Wanbaolou.

Zhao Yan specifically reminded Heiwa that he must tell Lu Nianwei that this word is his intention and has nothing to do with money and other common things.

When Heiwa came back, he brought back a copper plate and said that it was the money that Lu Nianwei gave to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan held the copper plate in his hand and a silly smile appeared on his face.

After receiving the song "Yuanxi", Lu Nianwei stared at it for more than an hour, and the smile on her face was almost exactly the same as Zhao Yan.

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On a full moon night, good wine is the easiest time to write poetry.

On January 16th, before noon, nearly a hundred poems about the scenes of last night spread throughout the streets and alleys, and there were also many fine works.

After Lu Nianwei hanged Zhao Yan's poem "Yuanxi", the popularity of nearly 100 poems instantly dropped to zero.

This poem is spread in the streets and alleys, and Lu Nianwei did not inform the author of the poem, so a romantic story spread after a while through word of mouth among the people.

And the sentence "Looking for her in the crowd for thousands of times. When I look back, the person is in the dim light." has become a famous saying that is rushing to recite in the streets and alleys.

In less than a day, even a four or five-year-old child had learned to recite.

January 17th, early morning.

The second official ceremony was officially held in the beginning of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and all civil and military officials gathered in the Daqing Hall.

Zhao Yan was wearing a crimson gauze robe and sat upright on the dragon chaise.

At the beginning of the year, there were generally not many things, and Zhao Yan planned to make up for another retreat after the court meeting.

"Do you all want to report?" Zhao Yan asked with a smile. He had already adapted to his status as emperor, and his every move showed his emperor's aura.

"I have a good idea to report!" Wei Yunde, the Minister of Personnel, came out.

"Report to Your Majesty, the Censor Wu Chong, who had retired and returned home a year ago, is still a vacant person in charge at the Censorate."

"Does your Ministry of Personnel have a recommendation?" Zhao Yan asked.

"I recommend Chen Chong, deputy envoy of the Censorate."

Wei Yunde took out a recommendation note and handed it to Zhao Yan by Xizi.

Zhao Yan roughly read Chen Chong’s information and felt that this person could take on a great responsibility.

Moreover, this is just a promotion from a deputy to a full-time position, and there are basically no other candidates.

Zhao Yan looked at the literary prime minister Xiao Jingye below and asked, "Does the Secretariat have any objections?"

Xiao Jingye bowed and replied: "The Secretariat has no objection."

"Okay, then I will appoint..." As soon as Zhao Yan said halfway, a loud voice suddenly came from the corner, directly interrupting Zhao Yan's voice.

"Your Majesty, I have the right to report it!"

Then, a middle-aged official wearing the Censor's uniform and was very short strode out.

In the court, interrupting the emperor's speech is a big taboo.

Xiao Jingye turned his face and was stunned, and asked sternly: "I'm so brave, I dare to interrupt Your Majesty. What official position are you in the Censorate? How can you reach the fourth rank? Why don't I know you?"

The short middle-aged man walked to the center of the hall, knelt directly on the ground, and then bowed deeply, "Report to Your Majesty, my name is Shangguan Buyue, and he is the chief censor of the Censor, and he is temporarily in the fifth rank."

Zhao Yan couldn't help but show doubts on his face.

In the Daqing Hall court meeting, except for special officials, only fourth-rank or above officials can enter the palace to meet the saint, while a fifth-rank official is not qualified to enter the Daqing Hall to attend the court meeting.

"Shangguan is not happy. According to the court's etiquette, if the fifth-rank official does not have a license, he cannot enter the Daqing Palace. How did you come in?" Zhao Yan asked.

Then, Shangguan Buyue said something that almost made Zhao Yan laugh.

"Your Majesty, I am infiltrated."

Mixed in?

Zhao Yan was speechless. He had never seen such a frank minister before and pleaded guilty directly.

Shangguan was unhappy and continued: "Your Majesty, I know that it is a crime to sneak into the Daqing Palace, but I have to sneak in. I think Chen Chong, deputy envoy of the Censorate, is not suitable to become a Censor."

Chen Chong, deputy envoy of the Censorate not far away, heard this and looked as if he was ashen, and he wished he could immediately drive Shangguan Blee out.

Zhao Yan couldn't help but be happy. He liked people who could make different opinions.

"Shangguan is not happy. I will not pursue your crime of entering Daqing Palace in private. Please tell me first why Chen Chong is not suitable to be a censor. As a member of the Censorate, who do you think is more suitable to be a censor?"

Shangguan Buyue thrust his chest and said, "According to my eyes, Chen Chong's ability is limited, and being a deputy envoy is already the limit. If he becomes a censor, he will definitely not be as good as Lord Wu Chong. I think that the Censorate can serve as a Censor and can do better than Wu Chong, and that is, I, Shangguan Buyue!"

After hearing the last sentence, Zhao Yan was a little amused. He was a human being in his second life and had never seen such a confident and narcissistic person.

The fifth grade is upgraded to the second grade, but the third-level jump is continuous.

The ministers below were also confused, and most of them wanted to know: Where did this guy come from?

At this time, Chen Chong, deputy envoy of the Censorate, also came out and bowed: "Your Majesty, Shangguan is unhappy and considers himself aloof. He often walks around the country to supervise. He does not understand the court etiquette and is used to being willful in his work. He is disagreeing with everyone in the Censorate. If Mr. Wu Chong had not thought that he had some character, he would have dismissed him long ago. This person is so chaotic in the court that my Censorate is not strict in discipline. I hope Your Majesty will punish him!"

"Your Majesty, don't listen to the nonsense of Deputy Envoy Chen Chong. In addition to the few people at the court meeting who didn't like me, the censors below were still quite close to me. On the contrary, Chen Chong naturally formed a clique. If he became the Censor, the Censors would be useless and would only flatter him!"

"You...you..." Chen Chong, deputy envoy of the Censorate, was so angry that he could hardly speak.

To form cliques? To flatter?

These two big hats are tied to their heads and no one can catch them.

At this time, Hong Tianshun, the Minister of Personnel, couldn't help but walk out and said, "Your Majesty, Shangguan has committed three crimes. One is to break into the court; the other is to contradict the superiors; the third is to violate the power of heaven, and I request severe punishment."

As soon as Hong Tianshun finished speaking, Shangguan was unhappy and spoke again.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Hong is simply a small matter. He said frankly and expressed his opinions as a censor. Is it only a matter of saying some praise?"
Chapter completed!