"I'm a stick!"

"Poof, ahem, ahem...... Hahaha!"

- "Lord Ouyang!"

Wen Yanbo turned his head in accordance with the sound, stared at Ouyang Xiu with wide eyes, and shouted to stop him, his eyes full of undisguised anger.

Ouyang Xiu immediately realized his faux pas, returned him an apologetic expression, and bowed his head silently. But his shoulders swayed, and he coughed lightly, visibly trying to suppress his laughter.

Wen Yanbo took a deep breath, reluctantly sank his anger, and said earnestly to the official family: "The official family, the criminal department is in charge of the world's criminal names, the imperial history is in charge of inspection and picketing, and the Dali Temple is in charge of reviewing and refuting corrections. It can be said that each has its own duties and does its duty!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Ge Mincai, gritted his teeth and said: "And among them, the Yushitai is responsible for impeaching the hundred officials and enforcing the discipline, and some people who are vegetarian in the corpse position naturally wish that the Yushitai is removed as soon as possible!"

Ge Mincai glanced at Wen Yanbo and snorted coldly: "The twists and turns of the Weichen Hundred Officials are not necessarily less than the imperial history in your palace, how can it be a corpse vegetarian meal?"

"If you are not in your position, you are not in charge, you are acting as a substitute, what is there to brag about!" Wen Yanbo's nostrils were raised, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched: "No, you are simply a dog with a mouse - nosy!"

"It's better for a dog to take a mouse than for someone to occupy a manger. Ge Mincai flicked his sleeves vigorously, and then arched his hand to the official family and said: "Official, the Imperial History Observatory has a Taiwan prison, and there is also a royal history that accepts special lawsuits, and can also participate in the trial of unjust cases...... These three overlap with each other, and it is inevitable that there will be confusion of rights and responsibilities and prevarication. ”

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at Wen Yanbo, then looked back at the official family, and said calmly: "The suggestion of the official family Mingjian-Weichen has always said that it is necessary to clarify the responsibilities of the Criminal Department, Dali Temple and the Imperial Historical Observatory, so as to integrate and reduce redundant officials and redundant personnel; ”

The official lowered his eyes, teased the floating leaves on the tea with the lid of the cup, and never said a word.

There was silence in the hall for a moment.

No one could have imagined that this was just the calm before the storm.

Wen Yanbo stared at Ge Mincai and quietly took two steps back......

Everyone had their own thoughts, but they did not care.

Except for Liu Xin——

"Kuanfu, don't!"

Too late.

- "Knock!"

The heavy sound of impact caught everyone off guard.

Wen Yanbo rushed forward with all his strength and slammed into Ge Mincai.

The surprise, coupled with the impulse of those two big steps, made Ge Min have no time to react, and he was slammed to the ground.

"Let you spray people with blood! Let you be a-stirring stick!"

Wen Yanbo roared angrily and beat him hard: "stirring stick, stirring stick!

But after a while, Ge Mincai was already blue and swollen.

But he never gave up struggling, and while Wen Yanbo was not paying attention, Ge Mincai's neck was slightly back, and he slammed his head into the other party's chin.

- "Knock!"

Wen Yanbo's jaw was hit and was about to be crooked, and when he was distracted, he was thrown to the ground by Ge Mincai.

"-stirring sticks,-stirring sticks,-stirring sticks!"

Ge Mincai rode on Wen Yanbo, held his head, and slapped him every time he said "-stirring stick": "I'm a-stirring stick, what are you?"

After slapping it for more than a dozen times, he finally relieved his anger, and then ripped off Wen Yanbo's crown and hat, grabbed his hair bun, pressed his head to the floor, and said fiercely: "If I am a-stirring stick, you are a piece of!"

Everyone was stunned.

I'm afraid that since the founding of this dynasty, Wende Hall has never staged such a scene.

Sima Guang's face turned pale with shock.

Liu Xin's hand kept maintaining the posture that he had just wanted to stop Wen Yanbo.

Ouyang Xiu opened his mouth, stunned and didn't understand how to react.

Pang Ji sighed heavily, shook his head.

- "Enough!"

Finally, it was Chai Chen who shouted to stop them: "Tianwei is above, what kind of system have you become!"

When Ge Min heard this, he immediately stopped his hand, gasped for breath, calmed his breath, got up from Wen Yanbo, and knelt on the ground: "Weichen deserves death!"

Wen Yanbo also staggered to his feet, and he could vaguely see scarlet slap prints on both cheeks. He knelt down in the same posture: "Weichen's sin is unforgivable!"

"Ge Mincai, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, and Shi Wen Yanbo, the servant of the palace," the official took a sip of tea, slowly put down the cup, and said coldly: "These two people lost their manners in the palace, insulted Sven, and lived up to my expectations." It is now ordered that all official positions of the two be removed as an example. ”

"Xie Guanjia, long live, long live, long live!"

"Xie Guanjia, long live, long live, long live!"

Ge Mincai and Wen Yanbo hurriedly thanked them in unison.

Their actions today are too absurd, even if the official family sentences a "decisive decision", it is not excessive, and now they are just removed from their posts, so they naturally want to shout long live.

"Ladies and gentlemen," the official waved his hand, motioned for the two of them to be quiet, and then said to everyone: "Withdraw." ”

Everyone received the decree, bowed respectfully and said goodbye, and withdrew from the temple one after another.

Chai Chen walked last, and was about to cross the threshold, when he suddenly heard his father call-

"Prince, you stay. ”

……

Hall of Clouds.

In the charcoal stove, there was a crackling sound, and there was the sound of charcoal strips breaking.

The delicate yellow and transparent golden plum blossoms are carefully plucked one by one and put into the ink wash of white porcelain.

Chai Yao took one out of the ink wash, put it in the palm of her hand, put her hands together and flattened it hard, and then gently pulled it into a beautiful shape.

"Yes, exactly. ”

Lelin encouraged her.

When Chai Yao heard the approval, she couldn't help but smile and ask "him": "Really?"

"Well, the first one can be made like this, which is good. Lelin handed her another book: "Clip it in." ”

Chai Yao pinched the flattened flower and carefully sandwiched one of the pages.

"How long will it take?" she asked.

Le Lin thought about it seriously and replied to her: "Jinmei has relatively little moisture, so it can be placed in a dry place for gout for about ten days." ”

"Hmm. Chai Yao nodded in satisfaction, thinking that she would use these dried flowers to make bookmarks and headdresses, hmm...... How else can it be used?

"Would you like to send some to Ali?" asked her.

"Don't. Chai Yao didn't think about it, and immediately shook her head: "Why should I give her the flowers I made with my own hands?"

Le Lin sighed. Her nature is difficult to change, and it is too difficult for Chai Yao to change her arrogant personality all of a sudden. She patiently guided: "If you divide a few flowers for her, won't you be able to take the opportunity to reconcile with her, besides, you have a total of hundreds of flowers, even if you divide her a dozen, what does it matter?"

In Chai Yao's heart, there are actually thousands of unwillingness.

As soon as she raised her head, her eyes met the expectant and gentle gaze of "Lelang", and she couldn't help but nod lightly.

……