Retreat from the court.

Li Shao stood up from the throne and followed the Holy Master out of the Golden Palace.

The cold wind hit him, making him unable to hold back and rubbed his hands.

The saint saw it in his eyes and said as he walked: "I just got sick a few days ago. You should pay more attention to your health."

Li Shao hurriedly said: "My son, thank you father for your concern."

"Let's go to the Ministry of Rites later," the Holy Master said, and then looked at Wang Gouzi, "take good care of the prince."

Wang Gouzi replied respectfully: "You must take good care of the little one."

After saying this, His Majesty hurried to the Imperial Study Room.

Li Shao watched him leave, exhaling slowly, all filled with white mist.

Wang Gouzi rolled his eyes, approached Li Shao, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, this is the first time I have been so close to the Jinluan Palace, and the first time I have listened to the civil and military ministers discussing politics."

Li Shao glanced at him.

Maybe it was the excitement in Wang Gouzi's tone that made Li Shao curious: "What do you think?"

"Hey," Wang Gouzi touched the tip of his nose, "I think I can have a great future by following His Highness."

Li Shao raised his eyebrows.

This sounds like nonsense.

Following the majestic prince will definitely have a much better future than being a young eunuch in Yongji Palace.

However, Li Shao suddenly said out of nowhere: "It's hard to tell. Do you know how many people the East Palace has changed in the past two years?"

Wang Gouzi was stunned when he heard this, shook his head, and then nodded: "I don't know the details, but if the younger one can fill the gap, he must have been replaced again."

Li Shao sneered.

Wang Gouzi said: "They probably didn't serve His Highness well, right? If you do a good job, you should be able to stay."

Li Shao was noncommittal.

But Wang Gouzi continued to show his loyalty: "When I first went to court in the morning, I was waiting outside the main hall. When I raised my head, I could see the Holy Master and you sitting high up. The way you gave orders was so magnanimous. I knew you shouldn't.

But the little one couldn’t take his eyes off it.”

Li Shao didn't expect him to say that. He was stunned for a moment and asked: "Am I giving orders?"

"Yes," Wang Gouzi nodded, "those adults have been unable to agree, and it was you who made the final decision. My heart was pounding when I heard it. What you said was really good. You see, the Holy One approved it at that time.

You are welcome."

Li Shao touched his chin.

His father did agree with what he said, and it was in order to show off in front of his father that he asked Shuntian Mansion and the Third Division to finalize the case before next year.

Of course, that's what I said. I only speculated on my father's thoughts when I said it. At this time, Wang Gouzi mentioned it like this...

Quite enjoyable.

For the first time since he sat on the little throne, Li Shao felt that he had some fun in the morning.

He no longer just sat there, nor did he get scolded by the imperial censor. Instead, he expressed his own opinion, which was recognized by his father and the emperor, and the ministers listened to his explanation.

This is really quite a taste.

Wang Gouzi looked at his expression and said again: "You said a few shameless words. Now that I have seen this, I understand why everyone wants to be an official and wants to be a high official.

It's really fun to make your subordinates obey.

The big officials are in charge of the little officials, and you are in charge of the big officials. The little ones are admiring Eunuch Cao."

Li Shao laughed.

Wang Gouzi is not very old, but he speaks truthfully, and Li Shao likes to be so truthful.

When Wang Gouzi said this, he couldn't help but think that it felt really good to have those officials obey orders honestly.

Especially Shan Shen.

The monk who had been arrested before was caught on his head instead, and he was carried into Shuntian Mansion disheveled, which made him extremely unlucky.

Now that it's fine, Shan Shen is allowed to experience the trouble of being devastated.

"Let's go," Li Shao felt much better, "come with me to the Ministry of Etiquette, and let you see how senior officials manage junior officials."

Wang Gouzi responded and followed excitedly.

On the other side, Shan Shen returned to Shuntian Mansion and walked all the way to the back office with a gloomy face.

The big case was complex but not messy, and there were thick documents and files. He glanced at it, resignedly took out the booklet related to the case, and read it carefully from beginning to end.

I read it back and forth three times until I could almost recite it, and Shan Shen didn't find anything wrong.

"Excuse my poor eyesight," Shan Shen smiled and spread the case file on the table, "Time, place, witnesses and evidence, the whole story, how do we need Shuntian Mansion to investigate?

In Dali Temple, I can stand and talk without pain in my back. Those from the Punishment Department rushed to the front to ask for credit, but they came to me again when something went wrong.

The suspects were all taken away by them. Now you want to ask me about Shuntian Mansion?

How do I check? Do I make it up for them?"

Listening to his tone, Master knew that Master Shan was holding back his anger.

This is inevitable.

They are said to be officials in the same dynasty, but after all, they have different yamen and different responsibilities. The peach trees they planted in Shuntian Prefecture were picked for no apparent reason. The fruit pickers and those who tasted the fruits came to hold them accountable.

The fruit is not fragrant or sweet enough...

Mr. Shan has restrained himself even if he slapped someone's face with it.

Come to think of it, Master can't share his anger with Shan Shen.

Of course they are of the same mind, but venting their anger will not solve the problem.

"Otherwise, let's revise the case file and make it more detailed?" the master suggested.

Shan Shen's mouth twitched: "How meticulous? Isn't such a clear thing enough? Whitewash and polish it, write it into a play script and divide it into upper, middle and lower parts? Or you should do it and change it into a story script, I am the official

If I lend you the gavel, you snap it and say, 'If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the explanation next time'?"

Master:......

It doesn't have to be this way.

Fu Cheng Zhang Yuan happened to be passing by outside. He only heard the last few words and subconsciously asked: "What are the funeral arrangements? What kind of decomposition?"

Shan Shen sneered: "Want to know? Let the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple tell you."

Zhang Yuan couldn't laugh or cry.

Angry and annoyed, we finally had to get together, brainstorm, and sort it out again, hoping to finalize the case before the end of the year.

For this reason, Shan Shen led his men and went to the Punishment Department and Dali Temple for several days.

Zhang Yuan also had no time to spare. He followed Master Shan's instructions of "no one should have a good life." In addition to their Shuntian Mansion manpower, they also asked the Criminal Department to provide assistance and Dali Temple to provide supervision, and went to the relevant departments of the case together.

Exploring several places on the outskirts of the city.

On a very cold day, the northwest wind makes my head buzz.

After more than half a year, it is difficult to find out anything new. On the contrary, some of the confessions of ordinary people have been repeated over and over again. The listeners can still remember some of them, but the tellers have become confused.

Four or five days have passed and there has been no progress.

In the morning, maybe they were tired, maybe they were helpless, and no one stopped to worry about anything. They just listened to the crown prince reminding them that time was limited, so they should hurry up and hurry up.

The sky is snowing again.

Xu Jian held a hand stove and sat on the Arhat bed playing chess with Lin Yunyan.

In the past few days, he never left the hand stove and kept it on his lap. The warmth kept his legs from getting cold.

Dr. Yue told the truth, after all, he had caught another cold, so he had to recover slowly.

Xu Jian didn't want Lin Yunyan and Mrs. Xu to worry, so she cooperated.

A game of chess has been played for more than half an hour, and the situation is still indistinguishable.

Lin Yunyan paused and said softly: "Li Shao seems to be particularly honest these days."

Xu Jian smiled: "You are indeed honest, that dog is a talent."

Although he had not gone to court, he still knew all the big and small matters in the court, especially those related to Li Shao.

After leaving the Duke's Mansion that day and going to Yongji Palace, Li Shao suddenly calmed down and went to court every day to observe the government, without any mishaps.

For a time, stability was beyond the expectations of all "insiders".

Xu Jian seemed to know Li Shao well.

Li Shao was not always honest. In the first few days when he went to the Ministry of Rites to observe politics, he also followed the rules. Not to mention how much he learned, at least he couldn't make any mistakes.

But the Li Shao of those days is actually different from the Li Shao of these two days.
To be continued...