The old minister boldly asks His Majesty to resign and goes to the north."
Li Ye breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Young Master Liu with complicated eyes.
He really doesn't want Liu Mingzhi to go to the north to guard the border, because the north is far away from the capital and many things will be beyond his control. This is not what he wants to see.
However, Liu Mingzhi guarding the northern border for generations was his father's decree, and he had no way to refuse.
"That's right."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"If Mr. Wei, Ai Qing, doesn't have the script to play again, please return to your seat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Wei Yong stood up and walked towards his seat, raising his eyebrows at Young Master Liu who was traveling with him.
"You're welcome. We are both ministers in the same palace, so why are we like grasshoppers on the same rope?"
Young Master Liu glared at Wei Yong unhappily, and walked towards his seat with a slightly gloomy expression.
I thank your mother, I have cut off all my retreat routes at once. It would be nice if I didn’t skin you alive. I would like to thank you.
I thank you, the eighteenth generation of your ancestors, for giving birth to such a thing as you.
"My dear friends, what else do you want to report?"
Chapter completed!