Chapter 292 Legato Three Books

The case was handed over to Lin Mingde, and Hou Xiaofeng was also kicked out of the Jinluan Palace. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info On the main hall, there are only the civil and military ministers standing neatly on the two compartments.

"There is a morning play, and there is no book." In the quiet hall, Chang Gonggong's voice was particularly vigorous and powerful, and every word was clearly knocked into his ears.

Zhou Ning held the wat board in his hand and stood with his head bowed. The emperor transferred him to Beijing and announced that he would go to the palace, is there nothing to say?

Of course, the emperor transferred Zhou Ning to Beijing, but the emperor was in a state affair all day long, and today he suddenly heard that someone was 'beating' his son, and he suddenly lost any mood.

Zhou Ning's official position was humble and stood at the back, where could the emperor's old eyes be dizzy and he could see so far, and he couldn't see all the first-grade and second-grade officials in front of him.

Hou Xiaofeng's complaint did not mention Zhou Ning, and the pleadings were so clean that they couldn't find any words related to Zhou Ning.

This is also what Lin Mingde deliberately avoided, he didn't want Zhou Ning to attract the emperor's attention. The emperor really didn't notice Zhou Ning going to the palace this time, and he didn't have anything to say and signaled Chang Gonggong to shout.

Whoever has something to do, play, and disperse if there is nothing. The emperor still wants to go to see his son as soon as possible, and he doesn't know if his son is injured.

After Chang Gonggong shouted, the silence in the hall was so quiet that a needle could be heard, no one was on the book, Chang Gonggong shook off the dust, and Zhou Ning knew that this was the meaning of dispersal.

"Retreat" Chang Gonggong just shouted out the word 'retreat', and the word 'chao' was still stuck in his stomach, Zhou Ning took a step to the right and shouted loudly: "The minister has a book." ”

Zhou Ning's voice attracted everyone's eyes in his direction, this voice was so unfamiliar that they wanted to know who was going to do it, and when they looked back, it turned out to be a small seven-rank sesame official.

In such a solemn hall, there was a jagged laughter, and a small magistrate from a foreign country who entered Beijing still learned to do things.

What big things does he know? What is his turn to play? He doesn't even know how many streets there are in the capital, right? What can he report?

"Come close." The emperor couldn't see clearly, so he had to let Zhou Ning go forward, and Zhou Ning took a square step forward, and didn't stop until he walked to Lin Mingde's side.

As soon as he walked forward, the emperor knew who he was, and there was only one seven-rank official who had recently entered Beijing, Zhou Ning, who didn't need to look at his face and look at the official uniform.

"What is Aiqing's play?" The emperor can't say, 'I forgot you,' right? Although he asked Zhou Ning to come, although he didn't say a word to Zhou Ning, he didn't have a good habit of admitting his mistakes.

The emperor asked Zhou Ning very calmly and naturally what was the matter, you said that there is a play, then you can play it.

"Long live, there are several disasters in Yunjiang County, and the people are living in hardship, and it is really difficult to bear the pain of paying taxes, and I hope to ask for pardon for half of the taxes."

Zhou Ning took out a fold from his sleeve, held it high above his head with both hands, and Chang Gonggong walked down to take the fold and sent it to the dragon book case.

The emperor opened the fold and quickly swept it. The emperor didn't care about what was written, anyway, it probably meant that Qi was asking for tax reductions.

The emperor is quite interested in Zhou Ning's good handwriting, Zhou Ning's handwriting is good, and the writing is good, no matter what the content of his excerpt is, at least the smooth writing makes people feel very good when they read it.

After seeing this, the emperor casually threw the fold on the dragon book case, and Zhou Ning's heart sank.

It's over, the emperor is in a bad mood at this time, and his fold is asking for a tax reduction again, this time it can be regarded as hitting the muzzle.

"Exactly."

"Huh?" After all, Zhou Ning was in the court for the first time, and it was absolutely false to say that he was not nervous, he didn't expect it, and secondly, he didn't hear it clearly, and he didn't know what the emperor said.

"Played by the Prince." The emperor could see what was going on with him, Zhou Ning was young, and it was inevitable that he would be a little nervous when he first went to court.

"Thank you, Lord Long." Zhou Ning was very excited, his first excerpt passed so smoothly, and he hurriedly knelt down to thank him.

"Flat."

Zhou Ning stood up and took out a fold from his sleeve: "The minister still has a copy." ”

Ouch, this little official is really not to be underestimated, this is one book after another, the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty are all meeting here, and no one else has one, he has two books in a row.

Think about it, but also, an official from a foreign country, finally went to the Golden Palace, and something was naturally said tightly.

Like a Beijing official who goes to court every day, he has the opportunity to meet the saint every day, as long as it is not an urgent matter, he will forget it, and it will be too late to play tomorrow anyway.

"Yunjiang County is flooded every year, and the embankment is built every year, and the people are hurt and the money is lost, and the effect is quite small, and the minister asks to send a water officer to investigate, dredge the silted riverbed, dig a channel to cure the flood forever, and think of a method for the people once and for all, this move is in the future, I hope Your Majesty"

"Quasi-play."

"Huh?" Before Zhou Ning finished speaking, the emperor happily played? Zhou Ning was slightly stunned and hurriedly knelt down the mountain and shouted long live, he was really excited.

The emperor had long wanted to send someone over to treat the flood, but Zhou Ning just mentioned it, and it was on the right track, and he was so excited that he wanted to go to heaven.

What a dog is gone these days. luck? Yesterday, I was engaged to Lin Ying smoothly, and today I went to the palace without twists and turns, and two books in a row were successfully and unusually played.

As soon as Zhou Ning got up from the ground, he continued to shout: "The minister still has this music!" ”

An official can go to the court with a maximum of three books, and the emperor only has one, can't you just serve yourself, right? Therefore, there is a limit to the number of plays, and one person can play a maximum of three things, and if there are more, there will be no time schedule.

Zhou Ning's voice shouted out, causing everyone to talk about it. Is this an addiction? On the first day, the court made three folds, which is really talented.

Generally speaking, no one wants to play like this, because it will cause the emperor to resent it. Whoever goes to the top will seem to have more things.

Who doesn't know that the previous book is equivalent to finding a job for the emperor? The emperor also knows that it is hard to do work, and if he can play one less, he will play one less, in case it causes the emperor's disapproval. Good mood, aren't you unlucky?

Like today, the emperor has approved Zhou Ning's two folds, and he still wants to play, saying that he is really dedicated, and if it is ugly, he is not just kicking his nose in the face?

The emperor was not tired today, and he didn't deal with anything when he came to the palace. It's just Lin Mingde and Liu Mofeng pinching each other, and the emperor has long been used to it.

Zhou Ning pursed his lips and said: "Long live, the minister requests to re-investigate the case of the water in the heavenly prison in the capital seventeen years ago. ”

is a bold Zhou Ning, who actually dared to say bluntly that Pan Jie level or there was a grievance on top of the Golden Palace, and the water in the prison was a serious case, a case decided by the officials, and it was the emperor's board that beheaded Pan Jie.