"Since you have already found out some of the details of Lord Jiang's selling of official titles, why don't you continue to dig deeper and find other evidence for me."
"If I remember correctly, your grandson Zhao Yi should be studying in the Imperial Academy, right?"
"I will send you to investigate this matter."
When Murong Qingli said this, Zhao Song was stunned.
What? It turns out that Your Majesty did not mean to ignore this matter.
He just wanted to find enough evidence and then catch Lord Jiang and his gang in one fell swoop.
Not only that, His Majesty actually still remembered that his grandson was studying at the Imperial Academy.
And he also gave his grandson such an opportunity.
If this matter can be handled well, then his grandson will definitely make a good impression in front of His Majesty.
If you perform well in the next exams, you will have a bright future.
Thinking of this, Zhao Song immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense old face couldn't help but relax.
He bowed to Murong Qingli and spoke in a solemn and respectful tone.
"Yes, I obey your command."
"Well, Lord Zhao, is there anything else?"
"Your Majesty, I have no more servants left. I will withdraw now."
After Zhao Song bent his body and walked out, the scene of the blue fat man that he had just seen appeared again in Murong Qingli's mind.
I wonder if Concubine Si has returned to the cold palace now?
When she got back, did she click on the blue fat man's movie and continue watching it?
He wants to see it too!
But it doesn't work.
As the king of a country, he must not neglect his important duties.
I took a glance at the remaining memorials in front of me and there were probably only about twenty-seven or twenty-eight left.
If he works quickly, he should be able to finish reviewing the work in about fifteen minutes.
Then, he could use his Qing Kung Fu to fly to the cold palace. He should be able to catch up with the drama, right?
Thinking of this, Murong Qingli couldn't wait to pick up his pen and start reviewing the memorials.
During the process of reviewing memorials, he maintained a rare high level of seriousness and calmness throughout.
No matter what was written on the memorial, he could quickly summarize it and then give a conclusion or comments.
After finishing, he said, "I'm going out for a walk, you don't need to follow me."
He spoke, and then he moved, and in the blink of an eye he disappeared.
Guo Fu, who was standing there, said: "(｀･д･′)."
Your Majesty, what happened today?
Why does it look so abnormal?
In the past, when His Majesty reviewed memorials, he would get angry at least three, four, five or six times!
Throw the paper or teacup two or three times.
Then he stood up and walked around the hall, his face looking frighteningly gloomy and his eyes looking like ice.
Anyone who dared to make a mistake at this time would be scolded by him.
But just now, when his apprentice Xiao Xia Zi was serving tea to His Majesty, he accidentally made a harsh sound when he placed the cup on the table.
At that moment, not only was Xiao Xiazi kneeling on the ground and shaking like a sieve, but even he was almost frightened to death.
But His Majesty did not get angry. He just waved his hand symbolically and let Xiao Xiazi go.
Not to mention, His Majesty read the memorials at least half as fast as usual.
Just after reading the memorial, His Majesty disappeared like a gust of wind.
He looked very anxious, as if he was in a hurry to be reincarnated.
Ugh, he said nothing and covered his mouth.
For Murong Qingli at this moment, he was of course anxious.
He was afraid that if he flew any slower, he would not be able to catch up with the Blue Fat Man movie that Simuqiao was playing.
After reaching a place near the cold palace in one breath, he finally stopped.
After finding a deserted place and tidying up his appearance, Murong Qingli walked to the corner of the wall outside the cold palace and stopped, then put his hands behind his back and closed his eyes.
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