The complicated thoughts only lasted for a second. The Grand Secretary and the Minister of Rites looked at each other and stood up to salute: "Your humble servant greets the Princess. May the Princess live a thousand years."
Wen Yu glanced at the two of them lightly, and her voice with a hint of ridicule sounded again: "So the Grand Secretary and Minister Li didn't come to greet this princess in order to hide here and enjoy a good life. Great, great, this is incredible."
She took another look at the delicacies on the table and shook her head. "The examinees are eating dry food, but you are eating delicacies here. This is really a sign of moral decline! I will report to my brother that the Grand Secretary and the Minister of Rites are having an affair and are defiling the examination room. This is a crime that cannot be forgiven!"
Grand Secretary: ...
Minister of Rites: ...
Yang Cheng who followed in behind: ...?
What? !
The teacher is having an affair with Minister Li?
Still filthy?!
Is this how adultery and promiscuity are used?
The Grand Secretary and the Minister of Rites also looked astonished as if they were struck by lightning. It seemed that they would never have expected that these two words would appear about them, especially in a place like the Imperial Examination Hall, which was sacred and solemn for scholars.
For a moment, I felt a little dazed.
The eldest princess started talking nonsense again. What kind of title did she give them?
Let alone the official position, a man in his prime and an old man over 70 were having an affair in the Spring Examination Hall? They were committing an obscene act?
If this gets out, they won't be able to face anyone anymore. The reputation they've built up over the years will be destroyed in an instant!
If this gets to His Majesty's ears...
But Wen Yu didn't seem to realize what strange words she had said. She walked in slowly, then sat leisurely opposite the Grand Secretary, with a hint of a smile on her lips, staring at the Grand Secretary's wrinkled face.
"I have to complain to my brother."
Grand Secretary: ...
What you fear will come to you.
Wen Yu looked at the Minister of Rites again and said gently, "Don't worry, I still have you. I won't miss you."
Minister of Rites: ...
The next second, the Grand Secretary and the Minister of Rites fell to their knees.
The Grand Secretary almost burst into tears: "Please go easy on me, Princess!"
The Minister of Rites also wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "Please be merciful, Princess!"
How could they deserve the words "adultery" and "improperty"?
Yang Cheng pushed the frown on his nose, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should kneel down as well.
But his teacher and Li Shangshu, who had a higher official position than him, had both knelt. After thinking about it, he gently lifted his robe and knelt down. The difference was that he did not say "Please go easy on me, Princess."
Wen Yu saw his movements and held up her chin and said, "Why are you kneeling down? You didn't have an affair with them or defile the examination room."
Yang Cheng: …
"Princess, it is not reasonable for the teacher to kneel while the students are standing."
"Is that so?" Wen Yu nodded and smiled at the university scholar, "Then you can stand up."
The Grand Secretary was stunned when he heard this, then he immediately wiped his tears with his sleeve, supported himself on the table and stood up with difficulty, and said tremblingly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for understanding me, this old minister."
The Minister of Rites was about to stand up when he saw this, but Wen Yu glared at him and said, "Let him stand up. I didn't tell you to stand up."
Minister of Rites: ...
His knees, which had just left the ground, fell down again, and a very vivid look of depression flashed across his face.
It seemed as if he was wondering why the Grand Secretary had stood up while he was still kneeling.
At this time, Wen Yu personally leaned over to hold Yang Cheng's arm and helped him up: "Don't kneel anymore. Your whole body is weak. What if you get hurt? It will be bad if you feel uncomfortable in the future."
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Cheng's big pupils trembled instantly, and a heat burned from Wen Yu's palm that was supporting his arm all the way to his cheek, which instantly turned extremely red.
The Grand Secretary and the Minister of Rites looked at Yang Cheng in shock, their mouths open as if they had been hit by a club.
Yang Cheng stammered, "Princess, please don't say anything that might lead to misunderstanding..."
Wen Yu was surprised: "Huh? Has anyone misunderstood me?"
She turned to look at the Grand Maester, then grabbed his long beard and tugged at it: "Did you misunderstand?"
The Grand Secretary's head was pulled forward by the sudden attack, and his beard was instantly straightened. He wrinkled his face in pain and his lips trembled.
“Hey, hey, hey—” He held his long beard with both hands, but didn’t dare to touch it. He could only tremble his hands, lips, and face as he timidly uttered, “No misunderstanding, no misunderstanding…Princess, please let go of my beard.”
"Hmm?" Wen Yu pulled forward again, "No misunderstanding?"
"No, no misunderstanding..."
As soon as the words fell, Wen Yu tugged again, "No misunderstanding?"
The Grand Secretary was shaking with pain. In a split second, he held up his beard and said tremblingly, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."
Wen Yu nodded with satisfaction and finally let go of his beard.
The Grand Secretary let out a breath, then quickly held up his slightly red chin and began to stroke his hair.
He knew that the eldest princess could not be allowed to enter the Imperial Examination Hall. It was simply... simply outrageous!
The Minister of Rites was still kneeling nearby. The moment he saw Wen Yu pulling his beard, he felt a pain in his chin and quickly covered it with his hand. Then he realized that he did not have a beard and was not afraid of the princess pulling it, so he put his hand down again.
But he didn't expect that the next second, the black hat with double wings on his head was suddenly taken off.
Wen Yu shook the hat in her hand and said, "It's a good thing. Otherwise... I will throw it away. This is called throwing away the official hat. How about that?"
The Minister of Rites was horrified: "No, Princess! This black gauze hat cannot be played with casually!"
He knelt on the ground and said calmly, "Princess, please return the black gauze hat to me."
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows and said, "It's just a hat. If it's lost, it's lost. How about this, I can just take off the black gauze hat on the head of the university scholar and give it to you?"
As soon as Wen Yu finished speaking, another person knelt down beside the Minister of Rites. It was the Grand Secretary whose beard had not yet been straightened.
"No, Princess!"
Wen Yu was puzzled: "Why not? Just change them up and it will be fresh."
The two knelt on the ground and said in unison: "Princess, please think twice..."
"Think twice? Sure." Wen Yu raised her fingers and quickly counted one, two, three. "I'm done."
Then he casually threw the double-winged black gauze hat on the table and sneered: "Look, you value this broken hat so much."
"But when this princess comes to the Imperial Examination Hall, you only send Yang Cheng to welcome her. I don't think you value this black gauze hat very much. Why don't you just throw it away? What do you think?"
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