All the imperial censors bowed their heads.
Liu Chang, in particular, felt as if he had been seen through by her and did not even dare to raise his head.
Yan Shiyue calmly took Gu Jiuxing back to Emperor Ming Yan.
After Emperor Mingyan finished his work, she went in, and the prince was also there.
Seeing the maid holding a pair of scissors to cut Emperor Ming Yan's nails, Yan Shiyue immediately said, "Let me do it!"
The ancients also cut their nails, cut their hair, trim their sideburns, etc. The so-called "your body and hair are from your parents" mainly means that you cannot punish yourself, hurt yourself, or destroy yourself, not that you cannot cut your nails.
The small scissors used for cutting nails are the kind with very short heads. Compared with them, they are certainly not as convenient to use as the nail clippers of later generations.
She asked someone to bring her nail clippers and nail file, sat down and cut Emperor Ming Yan's nails while she told him what had happened.
Emperor Ming Yan sighed, "He is really smart, but he is too decisive in his actions."
Yan Shiyue said confidently: "Father, I am not your only child. Don't you have elder brother, fourth brother, fifth brother, seventh brother, and eighth brother? You can send children with different personalities to different places!"
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...
Emperor Mingyan slapped her in the face and said, "Do I need you to teach me?"
He smiled and picked up the sharp nail clippers on the table and looked at them: "This thing is good, why didn't you give it to me?"
"Hmm? I didn't expect that," Yan Shiyue said, "I've already made it. It's just a little gadget, not worth giving away. I'll ask the workshop to make more and sell them to those civil and military officials. Anyway, they won't say anything good about me if I give it to them. It's better to just sell it at a high price and force them to buy it!"
Very cruel!
The prince couldn't help but interrupt: "What are your plans for this matter?"
"I don't know!" Yan Shiyue said, "Those people should be here tonight. Let's interrogate them first. I think since they are specialized in this, they should be able to find out something. Let's see then."
She looked at Emperor Ming Yan: "Oh, Aye?"
Emperor Ming Yan said, "Go ahead and try him."
The prince asked, "How should we judge it? Who should we ask to judge it?" Yan Shiyue looked at him blankly. The prince coughed and said, "Father, we can't ask Yue'er's people to judge it by themselves, right? It's against the rules. Those people will talk again."
Emperor Mingyan glanced at him and said, "What do you think?"
The prince said, "Let the Dali Temple handle the trial?"
Emperor Mingyan said, "Yes."
Yan Shiyue asked: "Is the Dali Temple Minister reliable?"
Emperor Mingyan said casually: "Why is he unreliable?"
She said, "Don't you think he looks like a fish? His eyes are so far apart and bulging."
Poof! Emperor Ming Yan suddenly felt that he couldn't look directly at the Dali Temple Minister!
Yan Shiyue finished cutting Emperor Ming Yan's hair, then smoothed it out carefully, grabbed the prince's hand, looked at it, and then moved over to help him cut his hair.
The prince wanted to ask a servant to cut it, but seeing that she was just having fun and seemed to be enjoying it, he said nothing and only said, "We are not close enough to each other, so you should not joke with others like this. It just shows disrespect."
"I know!" Yan Shiyue said, "I just told you secretly behind your back, just like I think Gao Shiming looks too much like Gungun, but I never said it out loud!"
Emperor Ming Yan: "..."
Prince: “…”
Minister Gao Shiming has a big round face and big eyes, but his eyes are droopy and he has dark circles under his eyes... You know what, they look quite similar!
This kind of description of instant brainwashing! The prince covered his eyes and groaned.
Emperor Mingyan laughed and said, "Yue'er's little mouth is really... it's really annoying when it's irritating, and it's really funny when it's funny."
Yan Shiyue said dissatisfiedly: "Father, you have so much knowledge, why don't you praise me with idioms? Beautiful face, beautiful heart, eloquent words, etc. are all fine! Although I hate it most when others quibble with me, but when they praise me, they make an exception."
Emperor Mingyan laughed and scolded: "You are so rude, with your beautiful face and your sweet words!"
The prince smiled and said, "Just these eight words, Yue'er is worthy of it."
The three of them had lunch together before dispersing. In the afternoon, the three prisoners were released. It was said that Yao En had died last year, so only Zhao Di, Zhou Dabai and Sun Kang came.
Emperor Ming Yan summoned the Minister of Dali Temple and handed the matter over to him.
As the Dali Temple Minister came to Yan Shiyue to take over, he was still wondering why the emperor looked at him in such a strange way just now.
So, was this a test for him? It involved important officials in the court, and it was personally assigned by His Highness Fu Yan. No matter what, he had to grit his teeth and not let anyone find fault with him!
Emperor Ming Yan, who just thought he looked like a fish: "..."
Yan Shiyue handed him the confession signed by Zheng Zhao and Zheng Zhao himself, and then politely asked if he needed any help.
The Dali Temple Minister said that he needed the Prime Minister's guidance and assistance, and he would be grateful if the Prime Minister could help him. Then Yan Shiyue sent two dragon guards to help him protect Zheng Zhao and the others.
The Dali Temple Minister is in tears!
He would rather she send two people to keep them by her side. Then, as soon as others saw that they were her people, they would naturally not come to him to ask for favors or information.
But obviously, she didn't mean that.
The Dali Temple Minister left crying.
Yan Shiyue felt a sense of relief.
She put her hands behind her back and went to look for her young master.
It was also a coincidence that when he went there, several people were instigating Huo Qijing and Lin Weixin to compete in martial arts.
Dare to provoke Huo Qijing? Tsk... Isn't it good to be alive? Yan Shiyue was instantly excited.
Of course, this matter was provoked by Lin Weixin.
He originally did not think that the matter had anything to do with their family. Later, after Lin Fujian confessed, he had been trying every possible way to get in and find out Zheng Zhao's identity. However, Huo Qijing was clearly a newcomer and was very good at dealing with the law, so he could not get in no matter how he changed shifts.
In addition, he had tried to flirt with Yan Shiyue before but failed, so he was angry and took the opportunity to provoke her.
Huo Qijing didn't respond at first, but when he saw Yan Shiyue coming, he looked at him with shining eyes, obviously wanting to see, so he put down his knife and said, "Come on!"
Lin Weixin is also good at martial arts and is considered to be a powerful figure in the Yulin Army, otherwise no one would dare to provoke him.
But all masters are nothing in front of Huo Qijing. When he fought with Prince Gyatso, he used wrestling method, but when he fought with Lin Weixin, he used the martial arts style, punching and kicking, which was very exciting to watch.
Moreover, when Lin Weixin kicked him with great momentum, he confronted him head-on and kicked him back. This move... was so cool that it was unmatched!
Yan Shiyue kept clapping and cheering.
The Yulin soldiers nearby had been restraining themselves due to her presence, but she herself took the lead in making a fuss, and immediately there was a burst of cheers.
The battle ended soon. Huo Qijing glanced at her and asked, "Are there any brothers who want to stretch their muscles?"
Immediately, someone threw down his sword and rushed forward.
Huo Qijing took care of several of them in a row. The more people there were on the other side, the calmer he was.
When I saw him dealing with Lin Weixin, he was throwing punches back and forth for a long time, but only at this time did I realize...it turned out that he was just beating him in front of his wife. If he really wanted to beat you, he could do it with just one move.
The more Lin Weixin looked at it, the more he looked dejected. He gritted his teeth, turned around and left.
It was so lively here, and many women in the courtyard next door were looking over from afar.
Zhao Xiangning, the eldest daughter of the Guangcheng Marquis's mansion, whispered, "Mother, that female voice cheering should be His Highness Fu Yan, right?"
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