"Who?!"

Jia She's performance in the court today can be regarded as disgusting.

Why would anyone come to get close to him?

He turned around suddenly.

Then I saw Yang Ji, the chief assistant, who has been standing at the head of the civil service today, but has not even said a word.

Looking at him with a smile on her face.

Jia She bowed his hands and said with a slight smile: "Master Chief Assistant."

He has a very good impression of this first assistant who was his teacher, never took sides, dealt with things fairly, and was upright.

Of course, except for the time when I was slapped with a ruler.

Yang Ji was now over 70 years old, with gray hair and pale complexion.

However, his eyes are extremely bright and clear, and there is absolutely no muddy and hazy feeling like that of an ordinary old man.

Yang Ji twirled his long white beard with his hand, looked at Jia She and said with a smile: "Hou Enhou, why don't you call me teacher?"

Although he is now an official, he is also the chief minister of the cabinet, ranking first among the three princes.

Back then, he served as the chief master of the study room.

The former crown prince, Prince Yizhong, and now the Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu, all the princes, including Jia She, Song Yuan, Jia Jing and others, were all his students.

Jia She's face turned red in a rare turn.

He smiled sarcastically and said: "My student is so unsatisfactory that I have lost the teacher's face."

Yang Ji patted the back of Jia She's hand and said with a smile, "There's no need to belittle oneself."

"If someone else is in your situation, they may not do better than you."

"Thank you, teacher, for your understanding." Jia She felt a little warm in his heart.

Holding Yang Ji's arm, he slowly climbed down the stairs.

Seeing this situation, all the civil and military officials who had dispersed with the dynasty were full of suspicion and ran around.

Could it be that Jia She offended too many old ministers of Yongtai today?

Do you want the chief minister to personally come forward to endorse his platform?

Shao Neng, the second assistant, saw it and became even more hateful and jealous.

He worked so hard for more than ten years that even his hair and beard turned gray.

Yang Ji always stood erect in the court, unmoving.

Wang Ziteng secretly hated him, and looked at Jia She with eyes that were about to burst into flames!

When he came out of Prince Yiyong's mansion, he handed over his name card and went to visit Yang Ji.

It’s just that Yang Ji didn’t even confiscate the name card. He only said that because of his different status, it was not appropriate to have a private meeting.

If you have any official business, you can go to Wenyuan Pavilion for consultation.

Where can I talk to Jia She so kindly?

Jia She didn't bother to pay attention to those looks with different expressions.

Yang Ji turned a blind eye and said as he walked: "Hou Enhou, you are not bad, and the younger son who went to the temple today is even better."

"When you have time, remember to take him to my house to sit and sit."

"I have a little grandson at my knees. Although he is not as smart as Jia Cong, he can still see through it."

Jia She laughed loudly: "Definitely!"

When someone praises Jia Cong, it makes him happier than praising himself.

While they were talking, two young eunuchs came over carrying a warm sedan chair.

Emperor Tianxi Tu Yu once personally gave Yang Ji a sedan chair in the Forbidden City, and he is the only one in the court today.

Even the Taifu and Taibao, who are both three princes, do not have this honor.

"Teacher, please be patient. See you later."

Jia She personally helped Yang Ji get into the sedan chair.

The moment Yang Ji sat in the warm sedan, Yang Ji suddenly said softly: "Hou Enhou, the temple is very windy, so be careful..."

Jia She was shocked!

But he couldn't figure out why Yang Ji suddenly warned him...

Could it be that Shao Neng’s old dog has become a spirit? What other options are there?

Watching the warm sedan go further and further away, I turned around and headed towards the Dong Nuan Pavilion.

Just walked in.

Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu rushed over, put his arms around Jia She's shoulders and smiled with a smile on his face!

"Third brother, thank you so much this time!"

"Have you not seen how wonderful the faces of Shaoneng's mature old dog and Xiaosi are?"

Jia She slapped his hand away: "What kind of mistakes did you learn from Xiao Qi?"

"When did the emperor's saint who just sat on the throne of Qinzheng Palace leave his body?"

Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu chuckled: "It's so boring to be pretentious."

“It’s still comfortable to talk like this!”

As he spoke, he kicked off his pair of boots all the way away, then collapsed on the heated kang in an evil shape.

Jia Cong chuckled.

The emperor’s saint who was sitting on the throne of Qinzheng Hall just now and Uncle Jiu in front of him.

I can’t say they are exactly the same, I can only say they are completely unrelated.

Jia She smiled and said: "Just now, the teacher pulled me in front of the Qinzheng Hall and talked for a long time."

"If he sees you acting like a scoundrel and lazy, do you think he will beat you again with a ruler?"

The only person who had not been beaten by Yang Ji in Shangshufang at that time was the former crown prince, Prince Yizhong.

Jia She, a man of extraordinary arrogance, still has a vivid memory of the taste of Yang Ji's ruler.

Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu asked: "Teacher? Yang Ji? What did you say?"

Jia She muttered: "Show me goodwill and warn me at the same time."

These old weirdos in the court can see ten steps away if they take one step.

It's not that simple to understand their hidden thoughts.

"Don't worry about it, the teacher never takes sides and is very aboveboard."

"It's not like Shao Neng, an old dog that has matured into a spirit, and gets into trouble from time to time."

Saying that, Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu touched Jia Cong's little head.

"Good boy, if my sixth son can learn even half of your cleverness from now on, what will your ninth uncle and I have to worry about?"

One word reminded Jia She.

He quickly asked: "By the way, Cong'er, what do you think?"

"Will you bring the Alchemy Book Iron Coupon from the Dongfu Ancestral Hall into the palace?"

Jia Cong made a big mistake and was a little embarrassed, so he smiled and said:

"Dad has a bad temper."

"I'm afraid that my father will be so angry that he will punch those imperial officials to death."

This cheap guy of mine can fight with Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu in Dong Nuan Pavilion.

He may not be able to do this kind of thing.

Then he said:

"If you kill one of those people, a whole bunch of them will pop up."

"What kind of teacher, professional teacher, seat teacher, fellow countryman, fellow student, same year..."

Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu laughed loudly: "Cong'er, your father really wanted to beat someone at first."

"But the person he wants to beat is Zhao He, the Minister of Civil Affairs!"

Jia Cong burst into laughter: "Good vision!"

"There are so many seventh-level officials and censors left to fight, so I just picked the biggest one to fight."

Jia She smiled and said: "Although the official rank of those mad dogs is not high, the harm they cause is not small."

"If I hadn't thought that you would take the imperial examination and become an official in the future, I would have taken the exam today!"

Jia Cong hugged Jia She's arm and rubbed it: "Dad, civil servants are really hard to beat..."

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"From now on, if we want to fight, we will fight the generals!"

Jia She slapped his forehead.

He took out another stack of IOUs from his sleeve and gave them to Tianxi Emperor Tu Yu.
To be continued...