Jiajing slowly raised his head and looked at the snow falling in the sky above Jingshi.

I couldn't help but be overjoyed in my heart, looking at Xu Jie, who was kneeling in the crowd, and smiled.

"Elder Xu Ge, it's a joke, but ...... mansion?"

Xu Jie's heart trembled, and a few beads of sweat hung on his forehead.

"The monarch's father laughed at the old minister, but he was angry for a while, and he couldn't count."

Jiajing smiled even brighter.

After this joke by the monarch and ministers, although there was no official document, it essentially "legalized" Ning Jue's mansion.

In the snow, the monarchs and ministers laughed, and the officials and the people shouted long live.

The standard truth is revealed, the meritorious deeds are rewarded, the monarch and the people are happy, and the happy ending of heaven and man is inducted.

It's just that no one has ever asked Ning Jue, who has been tossed as a chess piece for several days, how he felt.

As the snow became heavier, Jiajing glanced up at the sky, and then said in a loud voice

"I am a Ming monarch and a minister, the heart of the people, this God bless me Ming Zhongxing's deeds, the people present today, each person to give ten catties of noodles, five catties of meat."

"It's time for me to invite all the folks to eat dumplings."

Hearing the word "dumplings", the people around them couldn't hold back at all, and their mouths were about to crack to the root of their ears.

It's just four or five thousand people, that is, three or four hundred stone noodles, one or two hundred stone meat, which is converted into a market price of not even a thousand taels of silver.

Jiajing can still take out this money, and it can be regarded as the Son of Heaven giving the people a New Year's money.

The people didn't expect that this trip would not be in vain, and for the first time in their lives, they got the things of the official family, and they were all smiling.

"Zhang Zuo, you take someone to distribute it, the treasury will be withdrawn, and I will distribute it to the villagers and neighbors before dark, don't let the people freeze."

Zhang Zuo bowed slightly.

"Commandment."

It wasn't until this time that the people found that there were already a lot of guards around them arranging the matter of receiving "noodles" and "meat".

Jiajing was immersed in the praise of the people and slowly got up and returned to the forbidden China.

The people and hundreds of officials are also three praises: "Heavenly Dao Fude", "Haiyu Xianning", and "Holy Bow Ten Thousand Blessings".

Zhang Zuo shook off the dust, smiled and stepped forward with Dongchang Tiwei, and casually pointed out a few people.

"There are too many people, folks, don't worry, the people we pointed out, let's go and get the noodles first."

Soon, not only Zhang Zuo was ordering people, but even the guards behind him came out to order people.

Those in the crowd quickly sensed that something was wrong.

"Father-in-law, I don't get it, my stove hasn't been extinguished yet......"

The man tried to escape, but before he could run a few steps, he was taken down on the spot by the guards who surrounded the Chengtian Gate.

Zhang Zuo's face was already a little gloomy, and the smile on his face became more and more hideous when he heard this.

"This is the grace of the monarch, in order to obey the order, even if the house burns down, the palace will build you a new one, you better go with our family."

Without waiting for the man to say more, two guards stepped forward and directly blocked the man.

Soon, the people outside the palace gate were divided into two groups.

One wave received rice noodles outside Chengtianmen, and the other wave was forcibly taken away by Zhang Zuo.

No one knew where they had been taken, and even when they were taken, the people found out that no one knew them at all.

"No, father-in-law, it's almost the waxing moon, you can't arrest people in the waxing moon!"

"This is not the way to Neiku, this is the way to Dongchang, we have to go home!"

“……”

The "people" who were taken away by Zhang Zuo couldn't help but shout.

Zhang Zuo couldn't help but shake his head.

"How do you know the way in this palace?"

"Besides, when did our family say they were going to arrest you? Are you so afraid, don't you have a ghost in your heart? Enter the palace to get the meat. ”

After saying that, Zhang Zuo seemed to inadvertently glance at Xu Jie, who was kneeling on the ground and refused to get up for a long time, and then strode towards the palace.

Yan Shifan couldn't help but scold

"Don't arrest people in the moon? Lao Tzu also killed people in the first month! They all honestly listened to Grandpa Zhang's orders and hurriedly got in. ”

"Qing'er."

Looking at his son's smug appearance, Yan Song couldn't help but sigh, Yan Shifan is certainly smart, but if you have to divide it, Yan Shifan is actually just a science student specializing in mathematics.

The accounts of the Ministry of Industry, the construction of the project, where to make how much money, Yan Shifan is clear, but it is also impossible to avoid the common problem of arrogance, it should be that after specializing in one subject, it is inevitable that everything in the world is the same as the thing that he specializes in, and he always feels that he understands a little bit.

However, the Yan family only has such a lone seedling, but fortunately, although Yan Shifan in this meeting is a little more obedient, he is still obedient.

After being reprimanded by Yan Song, Yan Shifan lost his temper and followed behind Yan Song stupidly.

"Father-in-law Zhang will come to my house for tea another day."

Yan Song sighed helplessly, and with the help of the servant, he got up from the ground.

Then he looked at Xu Jie, who was kneeling on the ground for a long time and refused to get up, with some playfulness.

"Zisheng, the snow has fallen, and the burden of the Ministry of Rites should be lighter, the old man will give you an early birthday here."

Xu Jie's back was already wet with cold sweat.

The servant put a big coat on Yan Song, and the little fire man who had been standing aside for a long time also hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to dust off the snowflakes on Yan Song's body, but Yan Song waved his hand at the little fire man.

"You don't have to dust the snow for the old man, the old man is dirty, go and dust Zisheng, Zisheng loves to be clean."

Yan Song's words stabbed Xu Jie's heart impartially.

"Qing'er, let's go home."

Yan Song walked away, and the little flame didn't know the deep meaning of Yan Song's words, so he just looked down at Xu Jie, whose old face had turned eggplant-colored.

"Xu Butang......?"

Where does Xu Jie, who will know this, still have the heart to listen to Yan Song's yin and yang weirdness.

After the people outside the Chengtian Gate dispersed, Xu Jie was put into the carriage by his own entourage.

On the other side, on the Yan family's carriage.

Yan Shifan angrily slapped the carriage.

"Dad, why did you let that Xu Zisheng sit big? I think what Your Majesty said is right, Xu Jie's villain, why keep him! ”

"You can't see through who Xu Jie, right?"

Yan Song leaned on the carriage and closed his eyes.

"Am I not seeing through who Xu Jie?"

"You don't hold the group inside, and you want to do it outside, do you really think that you are the only one in the world who can see it?"

Yan Shifan snorted coldly.

"Then you still ......"

Without waiting for Yan Shifan to finish speaking, Yan Song directly interrupted Yan Shifan's words.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Father Jun beheaded Xia Yan, your father and I became Xia Yan, and now Xu Jie, is the former Yan Song, don't you understand this truth?"

"Xia Yan deserves to die, but why did it take so many years for Xia Yan to die? It is because the monarch's father has not found another Yan Song for a long time, so Xia Yan must still be Xia Yan, and the monarch's father has found a new Yan Song, and Xia Yan can die. ”

"If you want to kill Xu Jie, do you want to force the monarch to find the next Yan Song?"

"Tao gives birth to one, life to two, and two Qi sympathy, so that all things can be born, do you really understand this truth?"

Yan Shifan was no longer silent, but Yan Song was worried about the situation of his precious son a hundred years later.