Chapter 107 The imperial court held a banquet at Tuining Mansion

Prince Yiyong Tu Can is furious!

Staring at Cifu Shao Neng, he shouted:

"Has the word "stick" been carved on my forehead?!"

"What stupid things, what scapegoats, all put on my head?!"

Shao Neng thought to himself, this man finally has some self-awareness.

However, what is he if he is not a stick?

I have done hundreds if not thousands of stupid things over the years!

Shao Neng still asked: "Is it really not the prince who did it?"

Tu Can said impatiently: "No matter what, Han Li is the one who stirs up trouble in the same pot with us!"

"I will kill him only if I am crazy!"

Shao Neng finally felt relieved.

"That's good, that's good!"

He finally let go of his doubts about Prince Yiyong.

Unknowingly, other doubts quietly arose.

Han Li is the censor of Zuodu of the Duchayuan and the mad dog leader.

People who usually offend are dead.

But to chop him up so brutally must be due to a sworn blood feud.

Otherwise, it would definitely not be so cruel.

Prince Yiyong Tu Can thought about it for a long time.

Suddenly smiled and said: "Master Cifu, do you think it was Lao San, Lao Qi and others who did it?"

Shao Neng really doesn’t want to talk to this idiot anymore.

Thinking about Emperor Yongtai’s diligent entrustment that day, he patiently explained:

"Wei Yuanshan, Prince Jia She, Jia Jing Zhongshun, and Song Yuan were all classmates who came out of the study back then!"

"He is still one of the few civil servants here, ranking among the Nine Qings."

"My lord, think about it, maybe it's impossible for them to do this?"

Prince Yiyong curled his lips: "I am not their classmate yet!"

"Master Tsusuke doubts me the same way!"

Shao Neng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

I couldn't help but walk away.

Does the old saint really not know that this idiot is so stupid?

Prince Yiyong then asked: "Speaking of Mr. Jia Jingxiao, when you just discussed the censorship of Zuodu, was he there?"

Shao Neng said with a solemn face: "The Chief Assistant personally recommended him, please guess if he is there?"

"Ouch!"

Prince Yiyong stumbled: "This is not good!"

"Why didn't Mr. Tsusuke stop it?"

Shao Neng couldn't bear it anymore and stood up to leave.

He is the second assistant and a bachelor of Jianji Palace.

Yang Ji was not only the first assistant, but also the current Grand Master and the Grand Bachelor of Zhongji Palace.

If he could stop it, why wouldn't he replace it?!

Shao Neng suppressed his anger and left Prince Yiyong's mansion angrily.

Don't talk about Jia Jing, even if you give him a pardon, he won't be so angry every day!

……………………

Go to court early the next day.

As expected, Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu was promoted to the post of Zuodu Censor by the imperial court.

Let Prince Yiyong Tu Can and his subordinate officials be picky in every possible way.

He found various reasons, but he remained unmoved.

The imperial pen appointed Jia Jing as the censor of Zuodu.

Ming issued the imperial edict and flew to Ningguo Mansion instantly.

Jia Jing personally arranged the incense case to receive the order, and the mountains shouted long live.

Respectfully welcome the imperial edict back to Jia's ancestral hall for worship.

Not to mention that the whole of Kyoto was exploded by this news.

The two mansions of Rongning and Ning instantly became a sea of ​​joy!

Jia Mu even personally placed the incense table and kowtowed to thank Heaven for her kindness and virtue.

After Jingying Jiedu envoy Jia Daihua and Rongguo Gong Jia Daishan passed away one after another.

Finally, someone from the Jia family is standing upright in the court.

The Imperial Censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is the Jiuqing!

Jia Mu cried with joy.

She only said that her eldest son, who was a bastard, had a good family background, but his reputation was not justified.

No more noble than Jia Jing, the censor of Zuodu.

Little did he know that nowadays, whether in the court or the royal family, Jia She's status and influence are not even inferior to Jia Jing's.

Even more so.

Jia Mu said cheerfully: "Boss, Zheng'er, you two go to Dongfu first to congratulate Jing'er."

"By the way, let's discuss how to have a big feast and celebrate for a few days!"

"All relatives, friends, old friends, and distinguished friends are invited to come and be happy."

Before Jia Jing was officially appointed, Jia Zheng couldn't stand up straight when he saw him.

What's more, now that Jia Jing has been ranked as the ninth minister, he is still just a foreign minister from the Ministry of Industry.

Jia Zhengcai was unwilling to go to Dongfu to find fault for himself.

Just thinking about how to decline.

Jia She has already spoken coldly.

"Forget it about the official guests, who will greet the guests here?"

"Did the old lady forget again that the eldest daughter-in-law is still lying in bed and asleep?!"

"The younger daughter-in-law is imprisoned in the Buddhist temple and will not be allowed to see anyone until she dies?"

"In other words, the old lady wants Zhen's daughter-in-law, the third-grade imperial concubine, to take care of her father-in-law's promotion to Daqing?"

Mother Jia was slightly startled.

She really forgot about Mr. Xing again.

He lowered his head and thought carefully.

Gritting his teeth, he said: "At worst, the old lady will entertain the guests herself!"

"We can't let others see the joke between our two houses!"

Jia She sneered and said: "Since the old lady is not afraid of getting tired, then go ahead and get busy!"

There is no Wang Xifeng, and Li Wan is a widow. It’s strange that an old lady alone can make a scene!

After saying that, Jia She went to the front yard and took Jia Cong to the East Mansion.

As for Jia Zheng who is still standing in the Rongqing Hall whirling, he wants him to die!

On the road.

Jia Cong asked with a smile: "Dad, how many days will the old lady plan to arrange the banquet?"

"By the way, she's not afraid of getting tired?"

Jia She smiled and said, "You can't listen to her. Go ask your uncle first."

He doesn’t have Jia Mu’s problem.
To be continued...