One hundred and fifty steps away from the Lifan Court, the imperial court’s Ministry of Rites is located.

In fact, the Lifan Academy was once under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, but later the role of the Lifan Academy became increasingly serious and was separated separately.

Song Yi, the Minister of Rites, has been cheated by Jia Huan and Emperor Longzheng. The current Minister of Rites is Mei Ying.

Jia Huan also knew this person. He wrote a letter to leave the Mei family and gave Xue Baoqin a free self. This Mei family was the Mei family.

Mei Ying is the head of the Mei family.

To be ironic, Mei Ying was originally neutral between the Emperor Sect and the Zhongshun King Sect.

But after he broke the engagement and slapped Jia Huan in the face, Mei Ying became the king of Zhongshun.

This is also the helplessness of Emperor Longzheng. The staff he has in it is really limited.

There is no one who can bear the six ministers of the ministers of the Ministry of Justice.

There was no choice but to be the Minister of Rites from King Zhongshun to another King Zhongshun.

I just tried to choose someone with a lower qualification and less offensive to the imperial sect.

As for the holiday between Mei Ying and Jia Huan, let them solve it themselves...

Ministry of Rites.

It was originally the gathering place for the imperial court to clear streams, and it was no exception at this moment.

However, the talk of the righteous past was gone today.

The gentlemen in the house were frowning and sighed.

Chu Chao, the outsider of the Ministry of Rites, said "hey" and looked at Mei Ying, who was sitting in the seat, who closed her eyes and rested, and said: "Mr., the subordinates really can't understand the holy intention of the Supreme Emperor, why did he give up this great merit to Jia Huan?"

He did make some contributions in the Western Regions, but the Supreme Emperor had already used a first-class marquis, and a purple gold crown and a bullfighting suit to pay for each other. Isn't that enough?

Now, with this merit of winning the country, I am afraid that the first-class marquis of the country will be promoted to a higher level!

How kind to the Emperor treats the Jia family!”

"that is!"

Seeing that Mei Ying had no intention of opening her eyes, Shi Qun, the Minister of Rites, echoed, and then complained: "Mr. Mei, although the prince's meaning is to let you act according to the opportunity, you should also make some movement. After all, you should stop Jia Huan from making such a great contribution. Why are you sitting like this?"

In the lobby of the Ministry of Rites, a group of Qingliu gentlemen calmed down and looked at Mei Ying quietly.

Generally speaking, it is important to take the new official as a three-pointer to establish his majesty.

If Mei Ying's three fires are just not saying a word, then he will not be able to become the leader of Qingliu in the future.

In the eyes of everyone, Mei Ying finally opened her eyes slowly.

He looked elegant and beautiful. After looking around, he said lightly: "The Emperor's original intention is not to give this great contribution to the Marquis of Ningguo.

The emperor just didn't expect that His Highness the Grandpa and Taiwei Fang would be injured and sick at this moment.

If they were there, how could there be any reason for Ning Guohou to preside over it?"

Hearing Mei Ying's words, everyone suddenly realized and nodded in response.

Only Shi Qun, the Minister of Rites, frowned and said, "If this is the case, would the Supreme Emperor not know about the matter of Tiewang Mountain? If he knew, why did he not have the order yet..."

Mei Ying's eyes twitched slightly when she heard this. He shook his head and said, "The power of the saint is unpredictable, and we cannot guess it. However, the reason why this hall did not come forward is not this reason. But..."

As he said that, the light in Meiying's eyes gradually gathered. After looking around again, he said four words lightly: "I will not be rewarded if I have great achievements!"

...

Daming Palace, Zichen Study Room.

Emperor Longzheng wrote quickly and handled the memorials.

Judging from his frowning brows, his mood was not very comfortable.

On the side, Mr. Wu was also sitting in a wheelchair and was in a daze. This situation is rare.

"when……"

"when……"

"when……"

On the pillars in a corner of the imperial study room, the Western bell hung makes a sound of a golden bell and bronze chime, and it rings twelve times in a row, awakening Mr. Wu.

He looked at Emperor Longzheng, who was still striving to write, sighed in his heart, "Your Majesty, the Eastern Palace and the Taiwei Mansion are both injured and cannot go to the Lifan Academy to negotiate. Only Fang Chong and Fu An and others are afraid they can't suppress Ning Hou..."

"snort!"

Emperor Longzheng seemed to be tired of writing, so he threw the imperial pen on the table and said coldly: "He is so arrogant! Even my people dare to insult and suppress them at will!"

Mr. Wu smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, Mr. Ning is not old and has a successful young man. How could he think of so many things... I am only worried that too much is too little! Your Majesty, now that there is so quiet over there, all the procedures and regulations of all parties are extremely smooth. It seems that they are also looking forward to Jia Huan expanding a little more..."

When Emperor Longzheng heard this, his eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He grabbed the imperial pen again, opened the next copy and reviewed it, and said lightly: "It's not a bad thing."

When Mr. Wu heard this, he was shocked and suddenly looked up at Emperor Longzheng.

As if Mr. Wu was uncomfortable seeing it, Emperor Long Zheng stopped writing and looked at Mr. Wu, saying, "It's not that I'm too cold, I really want to save him."

If he had self-knowledge, he should have given more credit this time.

But does he have it? Humph!

Since that's the case, I'll make him successful.

Take the hat of a duke and go to retire!

I will protect him from his life's wealth..."

After saying that, Emperor Longzheng stopped looking at Mr. Wu and continued to review.

When Mr. Wu heard this, he sighed softly in his heart.

He is still an emperor after all!

Before the great achievements in recapturing the Western Regions and before the prestige has increased, we have already begun to focus on what will happen many years later.

The purpose of promoting Fang Chong, Fu An, Ye Chu and others into the Imperial Guard of Long Jiwei was to cultivate new forces in the territory outside the Rongguo system in the army.

However, perhaps because of what happened in the palace before, Emperor Longzheng saw that Fang Chong, Fu An and Ye Chu could not suppress Jia Huan, which made him feel depressed and even uneasy.

Therefore, today's words are what we say.

only……

It's far from the time when Ma Fangnanshan is here, Your Majesty is still a little anxious.

If things change again, what should we do then?

...

Lifanyuan.

"Have you finished crying? After crying, wake her up quickly. The matter has not been finished yet..."

Jia Huan looked at Jibu Chuhe who was crying in a mess while holding Olanbayar, who fainted, and said lightly.

As soon as these cold words were spoken, not to mention that Jibu Chuhe became more and more sad, even Niu Ben, Qin Feng and others couldn't help but frown.

It's really too much, and it's like losing a real man.

What's the matter of bullying a female...

Sure enough, Jibuchuhe cried louder and more miserable, and tears flowed down for no money.

Fortunately, she was able to cry, so she woke up Olanbayar in her arms...

Elanbayar was extraordinary. After waking up, he forced himself to sit up straight, then looked directly at Jia Huan and said, "Ning Hou, what you said seriously?"

Jia Huan smiled and said, "Let's do this, I will give you two more days, and your letter will be here. Then, let's talk about it, how about it?"

When Olanbayar heard this, his face looked bleak, but his eyes stopped hesitating. She took a deep breath and said tremblingly: "Okay, when the messenger of Junggar arrives, it will be the day when you and me sign the treaty.

I just hope that Ning Hou, you have made up your previous words, to keep my jung-Ger tribe from perish, and not to let Erut and Chechen rebellion."

Jia Huan said seriously: "Princess, please don't worry about this. Since signing the treaty, the Junggar tribe has been a member of my Daqin."

The people of Junggeer are the people of my Daqin.

In the Great Qin Dynasty, the most precious thing is the lives of the people.

If Chechen and King Erut Khan dare to get into the brain and slaughter the people of the Qin Dynasty, I promise that they will take their heads and control the water for them!”

When Olanbayar heard this, his face was not filled with joy and gratitude. She nodded faintly, then stood up and walked out.

But every step seems to take a thousand pounds of effort and your body is swaying.

“By the way…”

Before Elanbayar went out, Jia Huan suddenly said, "Princess, please let me know something."

"What's up?"

Elanbayar didn't even look back, and said lightly.

Jia Huan sneered and said, "Please don't send someone to send a letter to Wurenhaqin, and let her plead with me crying all day long. Do you know this is very annoying?
To be continued...