Sometimes, when faced with such small actions, you might as well question him directly. Because people are guilty, if you face him directly, he will feel a little at a loss.

But Zhu Dehai looked calm and did not feel guilty at all. He looked at Ye Chunqiu coldly and said, "I'm for the court..."

Ye Chunqiu frowned immediately and said with a look on his face: "Sir Zhu also asks you to tell me the truth."

Usually, Ye Chunqiu always treats people with a smile in the Hanlin Academy. No matter what others do, he is well-educated and reasonable, trying not to have any disputes with others, but now he is aggressive, making Zhu Dehai's eyebrows droop.

Zhu Dehai said lightly: "If you want to listen, it's okay. I am a Hanlin bachelor, and you are just a small editor. This is the reason..."

This is the reason...

Is this a reason?

Ye Chunqiu felt funny.

Zhu Dehai looked at him coldly and said, "If you can't even suppress a small editor, what is the use of this Hanlin scholar? The so-called county magistrate is worse than to be in charge. In and outside the Hanlin, who doesn't know that I wanted to suppress you, and who knows that you have become a Hanlin wait for help, haha... If you have to ask the truth, you have to blame Your Majesty for being sick at this time, and you should blame yourself, why is I a bachelor but you are a compiler."

After he said that, he sneered at Ye Chunqiu and left with his hands behind his back.

Ye Chunqiu looked at his back as he walked further and further away, thinking about his words.

Is this the reason? This reason is really ridiculous, just because you are a bachelor's degree?

Ye Chunqiu suddenly rushed forward and called Zhu Dehai: "Sir Zhu please wait."

Zhu Dehai stopped slowly and looked back: "I wonder what else do you have to do with editor Ye?"

I saw the boy looking at him coldly, with a cold look on his face, and Zhu Dehai just sneered in his heart.

Haha... This guy is so young. I really think that he won the top scorer and got some appreciation from the palace. In this world, how many people are in the Emperor's heart, and how many people have a good ending in the end? They are ungrateful!

Ye Chunqiu looked at him and said seriously: "Sir Zhu must do this, then... the officials will do their best to survive, but..."

Zhu Dehai interrupted him lazily and said, "It's up to you, but I have regarded you as a dying person." He slowly left.

Ye Chunqiu sneered at his back, and his eyes seemed to have made some decision without words.

His luck was really good. When he first entered the officialdom, he met such a disgusting person.

Ye Chunqiu returned to the inn and was still practicing swordsmanship.

However, with Xie Qian's help, Deng Jian was the one who was in charge of this thorough investigation. Although this person had a bad temper, Ye Chunqiu was not worried, so he still paid the price. He practiced swordsmanship and ate when he should and slept when he should.

These days, I happened to be happy to move in. The big house in the inner city was finally decorated. However, my uncle Sun Qi was forced to take a day off. Ye Chunqiu and Ye Jing took a day off and arrived at the new house early in the morning. The new house occupied a large area. Ye Chunqiu had a courtyard alone. Not only that, Sun Qi had already compiled books and asked Qingxia to choose a group of people. Most of them were from Zhejiang, about the same age as Ye Chunqiu, with a total of thirty people. Older ones, either to be a gatekeeper or to take care of the daily life of the father and son. In addition, he hired two chefs and hired two sedan chair servants for Ye Jing. Ye Chunqiu did not like to sit in sedan chairs, which saved money.

Ye Jing seemed particularly happy today. He invited some fellow villagers and colleagues to have a drink and was drunk. Ye Chunqiu wanted to separate his yard, one room was his own accommodation, one study room, and the other was used as a laboratory.

A small martial arts training ground was also opened in front of the courtyard, and one person occupied one or two acres of space. Looking at his small territory, Ye Chunqiu felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

The layout of the house is the most satisfying to Ye Chunqiu. This mansion is worth the money. Although it cost a lot of money, Ye Chunqiu still feels a little bit of a take advantage.

Ye Chunqiu originally wanted to discuss the establishment of a business with Sun Qi. As long as he obtained the palace license, many of his ideas could be converted into production, and then the business would sell these fresh things produced to expand the Ye family's industry.

It was just because the little emperor was sick, but Ye Chunqiu had no idea for the time being. A lot of news came out of the palace, and it seemed that the situation was a little bit unfamiliar.

His Majesty has been bedridden for seven or eight days. During these days, he seems to have signs of worsening his condition. Although his consciousness can still be sober, his body seems to have collapsed.

In the words of the imperial doctors, if Your Majesty does not sweat again, he will be afraid that there will be more disasters.

This made Ye Chunqiu a little worried. As Master Zhu started to start, there were also many people in the temple who took the blame. After all, His Majesty suddenly became seriously ill, and someone should take the blame. It was not this possible that it was someone else. Ye Chunqiu had given medicine before, obviously became the culprit, which made the pressure on the Censorate increasingly increase.

After another ten days, all kinds of rumors spread in the capital, and even rumors that His Majesty was about to make a big deal.

At this time, many people's eyes began to become different when they saw Ye Chunqiu. Ye Chunqiu thought about it and felt that this was not a solution. He always had to find a way to get the little emperor through the difficulties first. As long as the little emperor overcomes the difficulties, everything would be easy to say.

On this day, he arrived at the attendant room and had no intention of reading the official documents. A eunuch happened to be coming to pass on the official documents. Ye Chunqiu stepped forward and said, "Duke me, go and report it, and he said Ye Chunqiu wanted to meet His Majesty."

The eunuch hesitated for a moment and agreed. He rushed to the warm room. His Majesty fell ill for the past few days and was mostly in the warm room. Before he could enter, someone called him: "What's the matter? How can you go in rashly? Don't you know that Your Majesty is seriously ill?"

The eunuch looked up and saw that it was Liu Jin. These days, since His Majesty was seriously ill, Liu Jin had been taking care of this warm pavilion almost day and night. He hurriedly saluted Liu Jin and said, "The editor Ye of Hanlin wants to see you."

Liu Jin didn't even raise his eyelids and said coldly: "I don't look at what time it is now. Your Majesty has no time to meet a Hanlin. It's so funny. Are you crazy? Do you dare to promise such a thing? Your Majesty's body has not improved yet. Do you don't want Your Majesty to take good care of your illness..."

The eunuch obviously shocked Liu Jin's words, and hurriedly bowed to the ground, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and kept saying: "Yes, yes... I'll die, and I'll die..."
Chapter completed!