017 Add a stool to the uncle
017 Add a stool for the emperor
The next day, on the 15th day of the July 19th hour, the morning of the morning.
Before dawn, Zhao Dachui, who was yawning repeatedly, clicked the live broadcast, and the beginning of the game: "In the Zichen Palace, animals are gathered in clothes and animals."
【How come this is like a swearing!】
【How come this is a swearing?】
[In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, civil servants embroidered birds and military generals tattooed beasts. In addition, official hats were used as animals.]
【I understand, you are a beast in a dress.】
[No, you are the beast in a veil.]
"What's the trouble? Didn't you see this historian attending court? Just be quiet. Let's take you to a big show and kill Cai Jing angrily. How about it?"
[Tsk, the anchor brags again.]
[Kill Cai Jing, you can't even kill his son!]
【Go to be your shoveler.】
"Who is his son? Cai Jing also has a son?"
【Isn’t this nonsense?】
[They were also very casual when they were young, and they had many sons.]
[Cai Jing is old and has serious cataracts. Now the person who is in charge of him is his son Cai You, who is not a good thing.]
"Okay! I understand. You guys talk first, I'll waste this vegetable oil in a while."
While communicating, I heard the censor in the palace shouting: "Go to court!"
The civil and military officials in the hall did not talk nonsense, and they did not doze off when they were napping. They had to hold back quickly if they wanted to fart.
Otherwise, if you are caught by the imperial censor, you will lose your etiquette in front of you and will deduct bonuses, uh, salary.
For the sake of my cute little money, we will not be deducted by the bad guy who checked the host for no reason. Everyone also worked hard to say it.
Before dawn, you have to set out from home. Fortunately, there are not many people sitting in sedan chairs, and there are no sedan chairs (traffic jams?), otherwise you will be deducted from your salary just by being late to court.
Thank you very much!
Zhao Dachui couldn't stand it either.
I don’t know which turtle sets the rule. I check in at 6 o’clock in the morning. Is this going to kill me?
No wonder Zhao Ji is unwilling to go to court.
This is to make yourself the emperor, and we don’t want to get up so early.
It is a good time to get back to sleep at five or six in the morning. If your body allows you, you can also be intimate with Xiangxiang's beloved concubines.
At this time, why did you let me go to court?
Otherwise, there were many foolish monarchs in ancient times, they were all forced to work during unreasonable hours!
As a famous tyrant king, every time he arrived at a grand dynasty meeting, Zhao Ji would push back and make various excuses to be late, leave early, or simply skip work.
The imperial physicians who harmed each time had to make up various excuses to make the emperor just right.
You can neither say it is too serious, you will die immediately, nor say that nothing is wrong. You can insist on working while you are sick.
Bald head!
In fact, everyone didn’t take it seriously today’s court meeting.
According to the past habit, the officials sat on the dragon throne with a sleepy look on their faces, waiting for the singing squad of the provincial governor of the inner eunuch, Li Yan, to chant "If you have a good time, you will leave the court without any trouble."
Then, the brothers from the center praised peace, where auspiciousness appeared, and an unknown small country came to pay tribute again, so that everyone could have fun.
Occasionally, some officials who "do not understand etiquette" were either demoted or exiled to show that they were not having a good meal, and the Emperor Song Dynasty also had minor flaws that needed to be improved.
Overall, it was a harmonious and everyone was happy.
Then, most people completed the task of attending court like standing in a stance, and went back to their own houses and looked for their own mothers.
Today, it's different.
According to news from the palace, Li Yan's palace where he lived was attacked by drought thunder out of thin air last night, and dozens of nearby houses turned into ashes.
Li Yan of the singing class was gone, and a child appeared at the position where Li Yan was standing.
"Who is this?"
"Li Yan's godson? Or is the new favorite of the official family?"
"Was that prince coming out to observe politics?"
These are all officials of low rank and do not know Zhao Dachui.
Some well-informed people scolded sternly: "Don't talk nonsense. This is the grandson of the King of Yan and the current emperor's uncle."
In recent years, the royal family has withered, and few people can show off. Most of them are given a void title and sent it away from afar. There is no one in the royal family who is qualified to attend court.
"What is the right of a child with unscathed breasts to stand beside the official's house?"
"hehe."
Although everyone thinks so, if you don’t say it, you won’t offend people. If you say it, you will be a little immature enough.
The person who said this also knew that he was a little too much, and smiled embarrassedly, "Maybe he has come to the palace to play, and the official family will let him know everyone. In the future, don't you bump into him?"
No one paid attention to him because Zhao Ji had already raised his seat with his eyes.
The boss is holding a meeting above, and you are holding a meeting below, do you want to die?
The new capital minister who was quickly promoted, just shouted "I have a principal..." and was glared by Zhao Ji: "Get off!"
This man also wanted to complete his work and defended himself: "This is a custom of the country!"
Zhao Ji's face became even more angry: "It's all you eunuchs who are wronging me and the country and the people. How dare you seek merit here? Where is the guards in front of the palace? They killed this eunuchs!"
The new governor took office for a long time and died.
"What's wrong with the official family today!" The officials looked at each other.
It is really strange that the official who has always been kind and only knows how to play has killed a slave to establish his authority before the meeting begins.
Cai Jing relied on his qualifications and wanted to change the channel to something he was familiar with. He said with a smile: "Congratulations to the officials and congratulations to the officials. A certain prefecture in the southeast has a breeding of Jiahe, and even three ears per plant. This is God bless me to the Song Dynasty!"
【What is Jiahe?】
【A certain film company?】
【roll!】
[Each wheat grows one ridge and combines into one ear. Different acres are the same, and the world is harmonious and harmonious. This is due to the virtue of Duke Zhou. This is Jiahe.]
[Is it so rare to have two ears of crops?]
【It’s rare, there is no land in our village.】
Zhao Ji, a city kid, has never seen two ears of rice. It was quite strange before. Now, haha!
Zhao Ji sneered: "The Grand Master is old, so I won't bother the Grand Master to ask about such trivial matters in the future. I heard that the Grand Master's eye disease is very serious, so I don't have to attend this ritual meeting in the future, right?"
Damn, the Jin people will soon capture me, and you are using rice ears to fool me?
Sure enough, the little emperor was right. This old thing is really not a thing!
The child next to Zhao Ji, Zhao Dachui, suddenly felt that Zhao Ji's eyes became more enthusiastic when he looked at him.
What's the situation?
I am a straight man who can't play tricks?
Cai Jing was also shocked:
What's wrong? What's the promise of being lingering to the end of the world? What about the promise of never separation?
It turns out that being with the king is like a tiger!
Please wait for me. If you don’t let you know that my husband is powerful, you won’t know that Prince Ma has three eyes. Although my husband’s surname is Cai, he is definitely not a leek that can be slaughtered.
As a special veteran, Cai Jing always had a seat at the court meeting.
Although the style, workmanship and materials are not as good as those in his home, they can stand in the court, but only he and the emperor sit, that is identity, status, and happiness.
Cai Jing was a little frightened and felt unhappy. As soon as he sat down, he heard Zhao Ji say, "Come on! Take the Grand Master's chair up and put it beside me."
Happiness came so suddenly that Cai Jing's heart was surging and tears filled his eyes.
He stood up and knelt on the ground: "What kind of virtue is the old minister? How can you dare to sit with the official family? And there has never been such a precedent. I hope the official family will take back his life. Otherwise, it will be a slaughter of the old minister!"
Others also looked at Cai Jing with envious and jealous eyes.
Didn’t this old guy just rely on his ability to flatter and play with his pen and ink? He actually has such an honor to sit with the official family.
Even if you only sit once, it will be the supreme glory of the ministers!
Chapter completed!