After Ye Qiange left, Jingdegong fell silent in an instant.

Xu Yichan stood up and said crisply: "Come on, put Chen Guzhong, Li Jinping, Ge Teng, Wei Daquan, Cai Yan, He Zheng, and Tang Qirui into the prison, and wait for the fall!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a group of guards in armor walked in from outside the hall, let a few people roar and struggle, and dragged a few people out of Jingde Palace.

Everyone was silent, holding their breath, and their hearts were cold.

Chen Guzhong and Ge Teng have dominated the officialdom for many years, making waves, left and right, and have never seen any strong winds and waves.

But now, it is planted in the hands of Ye Qiange, a hairy boy.

It's really unpredictable!

"As for you." Xu Yichan stepped down from the Dragon Court step by step, dignified and majestic, cold-eyed, and swept the hall with imperial might.

"Your Majesty spares your life!"

"Your Majesty, be gracious!"

The thirty ministers wept in fright, and almost lost their souls. Seven ministers have been planted in a row, including two Shangshu, who have learned from the past, not to mention their small roles.

"Although you are coerced, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime is unforgivable." Xu Yichan said coldly: "Punish for one year, to see the after-effects, if you commit it again, you will be punished for several crimes!" ”

"Thank you, Lord Long."

"Thank the emperor for not killing!"

"The ministers will do their best for the emperor and die!"

The thirty ministers were overjoyed, thinking that they would not be able to escape death, or at least be imprisoned, but even if they survived, their official positions would definitely be difficult to protect, but the result surprised them.

A fine of only one year is a very small punishment and nothing at all.

The corners of Xu Yichan's mouth curled, and she couldn't help but feel good, after this, these thirty ministers will definitely be used for themselves in the future.

Of course, what he attaches the most importance to is the vacant official position of Chen Guzhong's seven people.

Two scholars, three squires, one counselor, and one director of the Weapons Casting Department.

Every official position is very important and very important.

Xu Yichan naturally did not miss such a good opportunity, and immediately hurriedly announced the personnel arrangements and held the seven positions tightly in her hands.

With this force, you will not be constrained by the courtiers in the future, and you will be able to completely stabilize the situation in the court.

Frost Temple.

As soon as Ye Qiange came back, he couldn't stand a burst of dizziness.

The decoction alleviated the condition, but it was not cured, and there were still many residual symptoms.

For example, coughing, sweating, weakness.

The corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he couldn't help but complain about his weak body in his heart.

"Lord Wang, the medicine is here."

After eating breakfast, the palace maid brought a bowl of soup, the soup was dark and swarthy, exuding a unique fragrance of traditional Chinese medicine.

Ye Qiange frowned, raised his head and drank the decoction.

It's bitter.

Ye Qiange rinsed his mouth and looked at the eastern sky, the sun was rising in the east, slowly rising, and beams of gentle sunlight pierced the heavy night and fell from the sky.

The Mid-Autumn Festival sunshine gradually lost its temperature, no longer as strong as in summer, but more soft and soft.

Yesterday it rained, and today is fine, so it's a good day to go green.

He sighed, and the discomfort of his body greatly reduced his interest.

Or stay in the palace honestly and enjoy the special treatment of patients.

The backyard of the Flying Frost Hall is very large, there are all kinds of flowers and trees planted in it, and a pond is specially dug up, the willows by the pond are still verdant and lush, even if it is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The water lotus in the pond is in full bloom, with different colors, including red, pink, white, and purple, the water in the pond is leisurely, the breeze comes slowly, and the ripples are swinging in circles, slowly fading away.

Ye Qiange came to the poolside, and saw that the two big trees by the pool were not far apart, so he couldn't help but have an idea, so he called someone to get a piece of cloth and some rope to come over.

Soon, the palace maids came back with their things, and they all looked at Ye Qiange curiously.

Ye Qiange smiled slightly, took the rope, cut it into several sections according to a certain length, and then took the cloth, roughly measured the distance between the two trees, and then used scissors to cut a piece of cloth about two meters long.

The little palace maids were distressed watching from the sidelines.

This fine silk is worth a thousand gold, and even in the palace, there is not much stock.

Ye Qiange didn't know anything about this, he picked up the scissors, cut a few holes in the ends of the cloth, and then threaded the rope through.

After doing this for a while, Ye Qiange was sweating profusely and panting.

"You do it, I'll teach you."

The speed of the palace maid was obviously much faster than Ye Qiange, and in less than half a cup of tea, a hammock was ready.

Ye Qiange glanced at it and looked very satisfied.

The two trees were leafy and canopy, blocking most of the sunlight and leaving a large area of shade under the trees.

Ye Qiange lay comfortably in the hammock, blowing the breeze, looking at the beautiful scenery and smelling the flowers. The palace maid on the side gave him some snacks and fruits from time to time.

Ye Qiange almost moaned out of comfort.

This is the life that the prince should live.

He rolled his eyes and nodded approvingly.

Although there is an invincible wife by his side, as long as he doesn't mess with her, this king can still live a small life.

Stay away from Xu Yichan and live a happy life.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Qiange thought about it, and fell asleep.

"Your Majesty."

Until noon.

Xu Yichan returned to the Flying Frost Hall and learned that Ye Qiange was in the backyard, so she came to the backyard.

Xu Yichan saw that Ye Qiange was asleep, so she whispered away the palace maid.

She looked at the hammock under Ye Qiange, and a different color crossed her eyes.

It's simple, but it's the first time I've seen it.

It looks like he's got something new again.

Thinking that he was busy in Jingdegong to die or live, he was better to fall asleep with the wind blowing here, not to mention how comfortable it was.

But seeing Ye Qiange's haggard face, the little temper in his heart disappeared.

She sat down quietly, looking at Ye Qiange who was sleeping, a little dazed.

In the early days of the dynasty today, Ye Qiange's actions really impressed her.

A small impeachment case was brutally accused by him of bullying the monarch and insulting the country.

With one mouth, the entire court was turned upside down.

What surprised her even more was that Ye Qiange's resourcefulness and various performances in the court seemed to have been quietly planned, one link after another, as if she had predicted all the possible resistance of the other party, and she could easily grasp the flaws of the other party, and then collapse with one blow.

Even Murong Zhi was defeated by Ye Qiange's rhetoric.

"What kind of person are you?" Xu Yichan muttered softly.

Before, she didn't bother to know him.

Later, she had to get to know him, and after learning about him, she was even more disdainful of him.

But now, she found that she didn't know Ye Qiange at all, and what Ye Qiange did was completely different from what she had impressed.

"Why are you here again?" Ye Qiange's eyes widened, and he looked at Xu Yichan with a frown and asked in surprise.

Looking at his disgusted expression, Xu Yichan was annoyed.

"This bed looks good, the emperor requisitioned it."

After that, Xu Yichan flipped her hand, and a force erupted, and Ye Qiange flew out before he could stop it.