Emperor Jin Wen felt that he was hurt by his youngest son's New Year's gift.

Kui Liang, who has not seen him for many years, is as reckless as ever, which makes people want to throw him into the circle of Wenchen to be edified.

But there was no way, he acquiesced to his youngest son Ren Kuiliang as a court lieutenant, and because he was getting older, he felt a little guilty about the fact that he was young and vigorous and exiled a high-ranking hero.

This meritorious man escorted the rebels back to Chang'an, if he really handed over Kui Liang to the prince or any prince to meet, it would be to chill the generals.

Therefore, in the face of several sloppy and smelly rebel leaders, Emperor Jin Wen had to laugh: "General Kui has worked hard all the way, and no one has come to put the rebels in prison and interrogate them severely!" ”

Kui Liang paused, and stood in front of him: "Your Majesty Rong Chen reports." ”

This group of rebels haunted the south of Jingzhou, but the ministers on the way tortured and learned that they had fled from Yangzhou to Jingzhou many years ago. They incited the people to join in, but the number of people didn't change much along the way, Guy-"

"The people who were incited did not become rebels, but became food and grass for the rebels."

Cannibal, Yangzhou.

The combination of these two words and phrases awakened the very bad memories of Emperor Jin Wen, and Emperor Jin Wen, who was becoming more and more addicted to health preservation, pulled down his face almost instantly: "True? ”

Kui Liang leaned over: "The minister's sentence is true!" ”

Emperor Jinwen's face was cloudy, and he suddenly said, "Xuan Zhao Yuanwei!" ”

Kui Liang opened his mouth to speak, and remembered what his old friend had told him, don't make trouble for His Highness.

He thought for a moment, and the boss stood quietly in the corner, hoping that Emperor Jinwen, who was going to talk to the Zhao family, would not drive him out of the gossip production area.

Emperor Jin Wen glanced at him, but he really didn't drive him away, and looked at Chu Yunge's handwritten Shangshu with a gloomy face.

Kui Liang had heard that the cannibal army was rampant more than ten years ago, and Emperor Jin Wen was in a hurry because Chu Yunxiao was at home in Yangzhou at that time.

No matter how he proposed, he refused to shrink the troops in the Western Regions to recuperate, and as soon as the cannibal army came out, Emperor Jin Wen directly transferred troops to Yangzhou to wipe out the cannibal army.

It's just that until the cannibal army disappeared, he only heard that all he caught were minions.

He was later exiled.

Kui Liang bared his teeth and began to be depressed again.

After reading the letter, Emperor Jin Wen's expression eased slightly: "Xiao Jiu is still young, playing some strange things all day long." What is a train that only needs a fire to autonomously? How can this cart move without animal power? ”

Kui Liang is a big old man, where does he know the principle of the train, so he can only make a rough gesture: "Probably His Royal Highness has been involved in the organ?" The train ran fast, but the wind blew and the faces hurt. ”

Emperor Jin Wen glanced at the rough face of the strong man and silently looked away.

It must be something strange like a waterwheel pulley, Xiao Jiu always likes some folk gadgets.

Emperor Jinwen, who didn't know the charm of the engine, bearings, and blast furnace, let go of this stubble lightly, and looked at the strange white elephant and other New Year's gifts that Xiao Jiu specially proposed to go to the South Seas to find.

These are the things that fit his aesthetic.

"Xiao Jiu has a heart."

Ben also felt that Xiao Jiu wanted to cover the sky in Huainan because of the prince's occasional complaints, otherwise how could he offend the eldest son, and the prince also had a lot of complaints about Xiao Jiu, Emperor Jinwen, suddenly felt that Xiao Jiu was still the same as when he left Chang'an, a child with a pure filial piety and a soft heart.

Look, in a barren land for a year, even a rag has to be sent back to Chang'an.

Even if he didn't pay attention to his youngest son, Emperor Jinwen, who was regularly clocked in by filial piety gifts, had a bit of a fatherly heart, and forgot the little suspicion he had in front of the national teacher.

After all, Mrs. Ji served well before she died.

Emperor Jin Wen rewarded Kui Liang with some treasures to take away when he went back, and Kui Liang was also very happy and did not pretend to be invisible.

The atmosphere between the monarch and the minister was very harmonious for a while.

It's a pity that it soon ended in the rumor, and the imperial historian Zhao Yuanwei arrived.

The beam quickly becomes invisible.

Zhao Yuanwei really didn't notice Kui Liang, because as soon as he entered the meeting hall, he was stunned by the cannibal army smashed down by Emperor Jinwen and written by Fu Gangyi.

Emperor Jin Wen's tone was cold: "Zhao Yuanwei, the Zhao family is a good wind and bright festival - the cannibal army fifteen years ago, you said that the Zhao family couldn't bear to take the initiative to exterminate ......"

"Then tell me, when did this cannibal army from Yangzhou grow up?!"

Zhao Yuanwei was originally confused, but when he heard it fifteen years ago, his expression turned pale: "Your Majesty! I don't know where you learned that there are still remnants of the cannibal army, but fifteen years ago, the Zhao family did pay a great price to exterminate all the rebel leaders! ”

He quickly picked up the fold and browsed it, and said righteously: "Fu Junshou is only relying on the words of a few homeless people to provoke the relationship between His Majesty and the Zhao family's monarchs and ministers-his heart can be punished!" ”

Zhao Yuanwei was sad and indignant, but Emperor Jin Wen's face was still dark.

Kui Liang is addicted!

But he also knew that it was impossible for the Zhao family to suffer a heavy blow just by virtue of Fu Gangyi and His Highness the Nine, so he naturally believed in His Highness's judgment, after all, what His Highness said every time was right.

But he also knows that the family has a mouth that is really fake.

Seeing that Zhao Yuanwei's impassioned rebuke had come to an end, Kui Liang secretly poked and poked at Emperor Jin Wen: Huh? Why is your face still so dark?

Without waiting for Kui Liang to think about it, Emperor Jinwen's next sentence directly made his pupils tremble.

Emperor Jin Wen's tone was cold: "Oh? The remnants of the cannibal army that I saw seven years ago in Yangzhou were so similar to the leader of General Kui's escort that they were almost the same person—"

"It's also his heart to be punished?!"

Zhao Yuanwei looked at Kui Liang in the corner in horror and fiercely, but Kui Liang had no time to pay attention, he was full of secrets for his Royal Highness.

Does Your Majesty mean that he was almost ...... by the cannibal army on his southern tour seven years ago??

Kui Liang took a small step back under Zhao Yuanwei's gaze, signaling that His Highness has not finished finding fault yet, look at what I have done!

Kui Liang listened to the secrets diligently, and lived an exciting and happy life, but his old friend missed him very much at this time.

The printing workshop has a steady stream of white test papers, and now the people of Zihuan Pavilion are no stranger to this size of double-fold papers, and the county magistrates of the four counties who also rushed to take the exam are still a little novel.

But this novelty became at a loss after seeing the small team of Huanting entrepreneurs with black circles per capita.

Ah, is this test a must-take?

Chu Yunge: "Of course it is! Grandfather, you see, after the exam, everyone realized the omissions and waste of manpower in daily transactions, and there are many additional project consumables due to different expressions. ”

Ji Fu's face was expressionless, he didn't want to hear the word project from his grandson's mouth.

Chu Yunge: "Standardization is not to curb human creativity, but to improve efficiency...... Poetry and poetry are another category. So this exam scope is normal...... And my grandfather is the prime minister of ......"

Chu Yunge said for a moment, and looked at Ji Fu hopefully: "Ancestor, what do you think?" ”

Ji Fu took a deep breath and curled the corners of his lips fiercely at his grandson: "I think you little cub is under-pumped-"

The roar from his grandfather: "To be your prime minister, you have to write forty more volumes, and the prince would rather go to the mountains and forests!" ”