"Your Majesty, the two chief historians of Prince Yong's Mansion have arrived outside the palace to deliver their orders!"
Chen Changhe's voice awakened Zhao Yanxun from his thoughts.
Only then did he remember that he had called Zhao Yanxun over, not only to criticize him, but also to have him meet with the two chief historians.
The time for the feudal clan is becoming increasingly urgent. Even though Zhao Yanxun looks like a normal person, all the work is being carried out in full swing.
It is a big project to be a prince in the feudal dynasty, especially for a favored prince like Zhao Yanxun.
As for everything regarding the palace's establishment of a vassal state, Zhao Yongcheng left it to the two chief historians of the palace to handle, and he just called them over today because Zhao Yanxun was here.
Now that Zhao Yanxun has left, the emperor is also busy with the so-called "end times" and has no other thoughts at this moment.
"Tell them both to do their job well and not to live up to my expectations!" Zhao Yongcheng said calmly.
"According to the order!"
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On the fairway outside Qian'an Gate, two officials in green robes were walking out. These two people were the two chief historians of Prince Yong's Mansion.
One of the officials with a Chinese character said angrily: "Your Majesty is too doting on King Yong. A palace should be equipped with four hundred guards. How unethical is this!"
The thin official beside him laughed dryly twice before trying to persuade him: "Brother Zhou, what does the emperor do, are we, as ministers, not allowed to comment on it?"
"Hmph...it's just because there are too many people in the court to please that the emperor behaves so absurdly!" Zhou Chengping's tone became more and more excited.
Seeing that the guy was getting more and more nonsense as he talked, the thin official said quickly: "Old Zhou, you can't say this nonsense. It would be bad if you just make enemies for yourself!"
Slandering your father and insulting your colleagues would be bad if you get implicated in such things... Guan Hetai thought.
These two people are the two chief historians of Prince Yong's Mansion. The one with a Chinese character face is Zhou Chengping, the left chief, and the right chief, Guan Hetai, has a slim figure.
Originally, Zhou Chengping planned to give advice to the emperor during this interview, but unexpectedly, after being fully prepared, he did not even see the emperor's face.
Although he is already in his thirties, Zhou Chengping is still a person who accepts death and is considered a clean figure among civil servants.
Zhou Chengping's temper also made the more sophisticated Guan Hetai feel uncomfortable, and he had to wipe his butt for him many times.
After all, the two of them represent Prince Yong's Mansion in the capital, so they are one.
It can also be seen here that Guan Hetai's mentality has changed, and he has placed himself in the position of an official in Prince Yong's Mansion, while Zhou Chengping still regards himself as a clean official.
After finally getting Zhou Chengping out of the palace, the two of them split up. There was still a lot that they needed to do in the last two days.
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In the palace, Zhao Yanxun had just had lunch when Lin Quan came to report that people from Qintian Prison had sent meteorites over.
Zhao Yanxun hurried out, but Huang Rongrong had never seen a meteorite, so she clamored to follow him.
"Don't go out and mess around. Your parents are coming to see you this afternoon. Don't you want to say goodbye to them?"
Huang Rongrong didn't bother much anymore. She was the only one in the palace who would not bother with Zhao Yanxun so shamelessly.
Walking out of the palace gate, Zhao Yanxun saw the meteorite sent by Qin Tianjian.
Originally, this thing would emit black energy when exposed, but after it was put in a box, Zhao Yanxun could no longer see the black energy.
So at this moment, Zhao Yanxun thought of a way to bury it deeply.
Only by burying this thing deep underground can the meteorite no longer emit "radiation" and the people and animals in the capital can be safe.
Zhao Yanxun was worried about the capital he was about to leave.
It is best to bury things outside the city, and there should not be too many people there, and it should be as hidden as possible so as not to be noticed by bad guys.
Zhao Yanxun took only Lin Quan and two eunuchs with him and rode the carriage out of the city.
Half an hour later, Zhao Yanxun and the others found a wasteland outside the city. Then the two young eunuchs took out their tools and began to dig a hole in the ground.
The pit should be as deep as possible, so although the meteorite is not big, there is a lot of soil to dig.
After another half an hour, the two young eunuchs were so tired that they were sweating profusely before they dug a hole about one meter deep.
"It's almost done, put that box in!" Zhao Yanxun said calmly.
This was a reward from the emperor, and he just buried it like this? Although Lin Quan muttered in his heart, he honestly carried out the order.
The burial was not complete, Zhao Yanxun also asked them to disguise it after sealing the soil, making sure not to let others see the traces.
Perhaps after one or two hundred years, the radiation on the meteorite will dissipate. After all, the atomic bomb is nothing more than that... Zhao Yanxun thought silently in his heart.
After the disguise was done, there were no traces of where the things were buried, so Zhao Yanxun could really feel relieved.
After wandering outside the city for a while, Zhao Yanxun led his men back to the city.
At the other end of the palace, at the invitation of Xue Baoyun, the elders of the three families of Xue, Lin and Huang came to the main hall of the palace.
"Kowtow to the princess, the concubine!"
Xue Baoyun felt particularly complicated when she saw that her father, who had always kept his promise in the Marquis Mansion, was now kneeling in front of him.
His brother, who usually treated him coldly, looked humble and respectful at this moment, but Xue Baoyun felt happy in his heart.
After a procedural interview, Xue Baoyun proposed that each of the three sisters take their families to visit the palace.
The palace in Yongning Lane occupies a small area, and naturally there is no scenery to enjoy. Xue Baojun arranged the tour just to facilitate the conversation between the three families.
Under the corridor, Lin Jingyu, as her name suggests, walked quietly in front.
She is survived by her father Lin Guanhai and her mother Xu.
The Lin family is not prosperous, and Lin Guanhai's son was sent to work as an official last year, so only he and his wife came today.
Lin Guanhai's expression was complicated, as if he was hesitant to speak. In the end, Lin Jingyu spoke first: "Father and mother, how are you doing recently?"
When she was about to say goodbye to her daughter, Ms. Xu said sadly: "Okay... of course we are fine, but it's just a pain for you, Yu'er!"
Lin Jingyu smiled: "My daughter can't take care of her two elders. Parents, don't blame your daughter for being unfilial!"
Mrs. Xu was about to answer when she heard Lin Guanhai sigh: "Yu'er... my father will never agree to your marrying King Yong, but the emperor's order cannot be violated!"
As the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Lin Guanhai firmly supported the prince, so he issued many memorials to criticize Zhao Yanxun and urged the emperor to allow him to become a vassal as soon as possible.
His goal was achieved, but who knew that the emperor would mess with the rules and decree that his daughter should be given to Zhao Yanxun as a concubine.
"Father, there is no need to say more. When you marry, you will obey your husband. Your prince is already your daughter's husband!"
Lin Jingyu naturally didn't mean what she said. She just didn't want her parents to blame themselves. After all, she was already married.
As a daughter who grew up in a scholarly family, Lin Jingyu's fantasy about her future husband has always been the romantic complex of a talented and beautiful woman.
The husband was a young and talented man, and won the first prize in the gold medal list. Then he married her, and the couple played well together, and it became a good story.
Zhao Yanxun may be approachable, but Lin Jingyu didn't see what she wanted.
"If King Yong treats you badly, Yu'er, just write to your father, and your father will definitely jointly write to the emperor to seek justice for you!"
After Lin Guanhai finished speaking, Mrs. Xu said: "If you do this, how will your daughter behave in the palace in the future?"
Lin Guanhai was stunned for a moment, and then a wry smile appeared on his face. Now he really can no longer impeach Zhao Yanxun at will.
Lin Jingyu stopped and said with a slight smile: "Don't worry, parents, my daughter will take good care of herself!"
