"I used to be a tutor, so I know how to teach students. I'll explain it to you, and you can explain it to them."
Jiang Yueyang thought about it for a while and shook his head, "This is too troublesome."
"How else are you going to solve this? Didn't you just say you don't know how to teach?"
"We'll talk about it later. I'm tired." Jiang Yueyang said as he stood up and walked towards the inner room with his head down. "I'm going to sleep. You should go back and rest too."
"Jiang Yueyang, wait a moment." Ye Wuhen called her.
"Huh?" Jiang Yueyang turned around when she heard the voice.
Ye Wuhen walked up to him, hesitated for a while, took out an ink-colored bead from his waist and handed it to her, "My father gave it to you."
"What kind of bead is this?" Jiang Yueyang took the bead and looked at it, "Why did your father give it to me?"
“…He didn’t say.”
"He didn't tell you, so you didn't ask?"
Ye Wuhen turned his eyes away guiltily, "I didn't ask."
"Could this be a family heirloom?" Jiang Yueyang looked carefully at the ink-colored beads in his hand.
"No, it's just an ordinary bead. You can take it as a greeting gift. That's it. I'm leaving now."
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Jiang Yueyang to react, he turned around and walked quickly outside.
"Ye Wuhen, wait a minute."
When Jiang Yueyang chased out, he only saw a black figure jumping down from the eaves.
The next morning, at the palace gate.
Jiang Yueyang leaned her head on Lu Yunting's back, and her eyelids drooped little by little.
Last night, she dreamed about the tense and difficult days of preparing for the college entrance examination, which made her unable to sleep well.
Just as she covered her mouth and yawned again, a heavy cough came from behind her.
She subconsciously looked back and saw that it was Lord Zuo Xiang, and she suddenly became much more sober.
"Lord Zuo Xiang, good morning! Why are you so late today?" Jiang Yueyang greeted him warmly.
Hearing this, Zuo Xiang really wanted to ask: Don’t you know?
Last night, he copied the "Historical Records" until the fifth watch.
Jiang Yueyang didn't hear the reply and didn't care. After rolling his eyes a little, he asked tentatively: "Lord Zuo Xiang, do you have anything to say to me?"
Hearing this, the left prime minister narrowed his eyes sharply and asked back: "What do you mean, Lord Xiao Jiang? Should I have something to say to you?"
"No, I thought you would be dissatisfied with my punishment."
"Master Xiao Jiang's punishment is reasonable. I have no complaints."
"That's good."
After this, both of them tacitly did not speak again.
Jiang Yueyang lowered her eyes and thought deeply. Lord Zuo Xiang didn't know about the Multiplication Table yet, so she could pretend that she hadn't taught him multiplication and division yet to clear herself of the suspicion of deliberately hiding it.
The left prime minister stared at Jiang Yueyang's back with a mysterious look, thinking that there was another reason for the question she had just asked, but he couldn't think of it for the moment.
Not long after, they successfully passed the palace inspection and went to the Hall of Supreme Harmony one after another.
More than a quarter of an hour later, just as they entered the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Emperor Yuan appeared with his men.
After all the civil and military officials paid their respects to Emperor Yuan in unison, the morning court session began and the ministers reported on their affairs in turn.
Jiang Yueyang was very sleepy because she didn't sleep well. After listening for a while, she closed her eyes and dozed off.
Lord Zuo Xiang also wanted to sleep, but he couldn't, so he pinched his thigh hard.
In addition, Minister Jiang, who also stayed up late to copy books, looked sleepy and yawned one after another.
When Emperor Yuan saw Jiang Yueyang fall asleep, he picked up the three memorials on the dragon table and threw them down, "Censor Zhang, Censor Cao, Hanlin Su, I don't want to see this kind of memorial appear in front of me again!"
Last night, before returning home, the Left Prime Minister delivered the memorial that needed Emperor Yuan's review to the Taiji Palace.
He also specially placed the three memorials requesting Emperor Yuan to depose the empress at the top.
When Emperor Yuan saw the three memorials, he was so angry that he wanted to tear them up on the spot, but when he saw the left prime minister was present, he held back.
If he tore up the memorial in anger, the Left Prime Minister would definitely accuse him of being wrong in front of all the civil and military officials tomorrow.
Seeing that Emperor Yuan was furious, Censor Zhang and the other two hurried out to retrieve their memorials, considering that they were the only three of them requesting the dethronement of the empress.
Emperor Yuan said in a deep voice: "I gave you the right to speak freely, not to let you do things that would harm the stability of Daxia!"
The three of them stood there trembling, not daring to say a word.
Emperor Yuan glanced at everyone and said, "Listen carefully, my dear ministers. I knew about it from the beginning and never concealed it!"
All civil and military officials responded “Yes” in unison.
Jiang Yueyang was awakened by the voice of the civil and military officials. After a quick glance, he asked: [Little melon, what happened? ]
[Nothing, the emperor just threw a few memorials.]
[Hmm? Your Majesty, why...]
"Jiang Yueyang." Emperor Yuan was afraid that Jiang Yueyang would ask something, so he interrupted her.
Jiang Yueyang was startled by the call, but he quickly reacted and stood up and replied, "I'm here."
"What is the recent situation of the four branches of the Supervisory Office?" Emperor Yuan quickly thought of a question.
Jiang Yueyang replied without hesitation: "Your Majesty, the four branches are trying to investigate old cases recently."
"Oh? Did you gain anything?"
"The Qingmu and Huai'an branches have each solved an old case, and Hengjiang and Bixi are still working hard."
Emperor Yuan nodded and said, "Jiang Yueyang, as the director of the Supervisory Department, you must report the situation of the remaining four branches in a timely manner, in addition to the general department in the capital."
"promise."
Emperor Yuan waved his hand, and Jiang Yueyang returned to her seat and sat down.
The morning court continued and others continued to report on their affairs.
Jiang Yueyang closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep again, but she couldn't fall asleep.
She supported her chin and glanced at everyone present with a slightly bored look, and suddenly saw her father "fishing".
[Frog fun~My dad is actually dozing off!] Jiang Yueyang was shocked, [What did he do last night?]
System: [Your father copied the Analects all night last night because his daughter is so filial.]
Jiang Yueyang: [……]
Everyone lowered their heads and tried to hold back their laughter. The news that Minister Jiang, Lord Zuo Xiang, and Lord Wei had been punished to copy had already spread to everyone.
Emperor Yuan was once again glad that he did not attend Jiang Yueyang's class. Copying an entire book of "Records of the Grand Historian" was too cruel.
Jiang Yueyang laughed dryly in embarrassment and looked away, but unexpectedly saw something strange again.
She just let out a sound of "eh" and asked in confusion: "Why is Si Nong Si Qing twisting around? Is the mat burning your butt?"
After these words were spoken, the Minister of Agriculture slowly stopped moving, while the others glanced at him stealthily.
The system chuckled, [Host, I suggest you don't know. ]
Jiang Yueyang was already curious, and what the system said made her even more curious, and she had to know.
[Stop making suggestions and speak up.]
The system cleared its throat, [Then listen carefully, Sinong Siqing...has hemorrhoids! ]
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