Emperor Qingming glanced at him, "You enjoyed it, you enjoyed it, and you came to me again and said that it would make me unhappy."

In terms of truth, his own emperor is indeed not as comfortable as him, the prince.

The arrogance of the King of Jin at the gate of the southern city, if he were to be himself, I am afraid he would not be so unscrupulous.

Zhao Chengyuan sat calmly, tasting tea, and picked on the tea leaves that were not good enough and the water was not clear enough.

Emperor Qingming shook his head with a wry smile.

Wu Jian had already tested the bun for poison, and broke open another bun and took a bite.

After confirming that there was nothing to do, Fang let Emperor Qingming eat.

Emperor Qingming took a bite of the leftover half of the bun, he paused and ate half of the bun.

"This bun is so delicious?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Whether the Eight Treasures Buns in Qingchun Building can be eaten depends on chance, not for money. What kind of treasures did the royal brother taste?"

Emperor Qingming reminisced and couldn't help but pick up another one.

After eating a few bites, Fang said, "Deer tendons, abalone, shark fins, and bamboo sunflowers, I have tasted these, what else is beside them?"

He could taste the smell of birds and beasts, but he couldn't taste what it was. I just think it's a great combination.

Zhao Chengyuan said with a smile, "Let the younger brother say yes, the imperial brother has to agree to one condition for the younger brother."

Emperor Qingming sighed, "If you talk about being close, you are more intimate than the crown prince and me. A few of them, one by one, trembled when they saw me, where are they still making conditions and robbing treasures like you. Say it!"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "If you don't rob the baby this time, as long as the imperial brother doesn't punish the younger brother."

Emperor Qingming suddenly guessed what he was going to say.

Zhao Chengyuan sighed abruptly, "The younger brother just closed the city gate, and he caused so much trouble, and he didn't help Cheng Zhaoping, but ruined his reputation. It's just that those students are young and vigorous, and the old ministers also come to join in the fun, but they can't, they really have to force the imperial brother to demote the younger brother to the courtiers......

Zhao Chengyuan got up and walked to Emperor Qingming's side, and poured him a cup of tea with his own hands, "The imperial brother will transfer one or two for his younger brother, and the punishment is okay, so there is no need to demote the knight, right?"

Emperor Qingming, this is the first time that Zhao Chengyuan has poured tea.

His royal brother's nobility is in his bones, and being able to pour him tea is already a very low posture.

It's just that this low profile is for himself, or for bringing down Yongping Hou, but it's not easy to say.

Emperor Qingming slowly took a sip of tea, his eyes firm, "I also know who you are catching, but the Marquis of Yongping can't fall, no one can take his place, and the operation of the Great Zhou departments can be guaranteed." Even if he does kill people and set fires, I will have to protect him."

He looked at Zhao Chengyuan, "It's just that if you want to protect him, you can't protect you." Those old ministers are pressing, if you don't tell the truth about your closing of the city gate, I'm afraid that the demotion may not be able to satisfy them."

Zhao Chengyuan leaned over and approached Emperor Qingming, "In other words, the imperial brother knows that the Marquis of Yongping has killed someone."

"Yes. He killed him."

Yongping Hou has already told him and the plate.

Zhao Chengyuan probably knows everything, and there is no need to hide it from him.

Zhao Chengyuan asked, "Then the Marquis of Yongping gave the more than 10 million taels of silver to the imperial brother to save his life, right?"

Emperor Qingming secretly sighed, his imperial brother is really a smart person, but fortunately, his intelligence is only used to save his life and pleasure, and he is quite honest with his imperial brother.

He confessed, "Yes. Even if he has selfish intentions, I'm afraid he won't dare to stay much."

Thinking about the unprecedentedly plump private treasury, he is extremely down-to-earth in his heart. In order to transport the silver to his private treasury, the guards worked all night.

In the future, there is no need to reward the minister, and the silver can only be rewarded with one hundred and eighty taels. Although the silver is more or less a gift, as the emperor, he is always so poor in his hand, and he is not happy.

If Yongping Hou is convicted, then the more than 10 million taels of silver belong to the Chen family, and the Chen family still has Chen Youning here, and the silver will be returned.

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "In that case, what is the imperial brother afraid of? by all means

Let Dali Temple take Yongping Hou into custody and let them check it. If Dali Temple can't find more than 10 million taels of silver, how can Yongping Hou be convicted?"

Emperor Qingming's eyebrows moved.

How did he not think of this?

Since there were more than 10 million taels of silver in Governor Hu's testimony, and most of them were cash silver, then this evidence had to be searched. If there is no silver, it means that Hu Zhifu made a false certificate, and then Yongping Hou will be released.

In this way, it not only relieved the old minister's trouble, but also kept the Marquis of Yongping once and for all.

"It's a good idea to have the best of both worlds."

Emperor Qingming looked at Zhao Chengyuan, "Your brain, it's a waste not to get an errand to do it."

Zhao Chengyuan sat back with a smile, "Brother Huang, don't embarrass your brother. The younger brother is willing to bother to get involved in these miscellaneous matters for the sake of the title, but he can't really fill himself in."

Emperor Qingming laughed, pointed at him and said, "You just have to be lazy!"

Wu Jian also laughed with him.

The atmosphere in the study room was as good as ever.

Emperor Qingming's gaze turned to him, "What are you laughing at here?"

Wu Jian bowed down and replied with a smile, "The slave saw that the emperor was happy, so he followed suit. The emperor hasn't laughed like this in days."

"Well, you should be happy!"

Emperor Qingming picked up a bun and asked Zhao Chengyuan, "Your prince has also been saved, can you say which eight treasures?"

Zhao Chengyuan said with a smile, "It seems that these eight treasure buns are indeed a treasure, and they can help the younger brother keep his title. The younger brother had to send more reward money to Qingchun Lou when he turned around.

These eight treasures are the bear's paw deer tendon of the eight treasures of the mountain, the shark fin abalone of the eight treasures of the sea, the flying dragon and the colorful finch of the eight treasures of the bird, and the monkey head bamboo sun of the eight treasures of the grass. It's all sent fresh and alive quickly, and it's not easy to collect them all. The ingredients are handled with great care, whether simmered or boiled, and the ingredients are not necessarily easier to obtain than these ingredients. So it's all about fate."

Emperor Qingming let out a long sigh, "If all good things are in the people, I, the emperor, are like a caged bird, and my knowledge is short-sighted."

The things in the imperial dining room look like they are all precious and good, but they are not so exquisite.

There were still three buns left in the paper bag, and he instructed Wu Jian, "You give this bun to the Queen Mother, the Empress, and the Wang Guifei, and each send one to each of them, so that they can also taste it."

Zhao Chengyuan said, "There is no need to send it to the queen mother, the younger brother has already sent a copy. The queen mother was happy to eat, and she also rewarded her brother with a black fox daze."

He stood up and opened his arms to show the big coat on his body, and the noble ink color made him more and more precious as jade, and he could not be desecrated.

Emperor Qingming even felt that the ink color was more suitable for him, which made his temperament much cold and noble, with a faint sense of oppression.

"Then the Queen Mother doesn't have to send it, send two queens and one princess."

Wu Jian promised, wrapped the bun, took it and walked out.

"Wait."

Emperor Qingming stopped him.

"The queen doesn't have to send it there, just give it to the princess."

Wu Jian was slightly stunned, and retreated again.