Princess Palace.
Wen Yu leaned limply in the bathtub while Liu Chun was massaging her shoulders.
"Tomorrow I will go to Yue Lingfeng to ask for some compensation. My hands, arms, shoulders, eyes, and head are all broken."
Liu Chun snickered and said, "I've never seen the princess sit at the desk for more than two hours."
When Wen Yu thought of the torture she had suffered at the hands of the emperor, her eyes went dark again. She probably wouldn't want to go to Hongde Hall again within a month.
It was because the emperor kept her in Hongde Hall for two full hours in the afternoon.
This unscrupulous brother threw all those flattering memorials at her, saying, "Your Majesty, just write the word 'An', just consider it as practicing your calligraphy."
Wen Yu looked at the mountain of memorials, how could she be willing? She immediately said, "Why should I practice calligraphy? My handwriting is unique in the world, it is so elegant and graceful, it's you, my brother, who doesn't know how to appreciate it."
"Besides, you are the emperor, how can you be lazy? In other words, everyone can be lazy, but you can't. Diligent in government and loving the people are your first priority! As for me, I will just be responsible for eating, drinking, having fun and flirting with beautiful women."
emperor:……
He smiled slightly: "I just helped my sister, doesn't my sister need to give something in return?"
"Didn't I buy you a set of shoulder and neck packages? Are you not satisfied? Most people don't have this blessing, but you have it, so why don't you cherish it!"
Hearing this, the emperor felt a dull pain in his shoulder, as if the skin had been broken by the pinch.
He was silent for a moment and said, "It's better not to have this blessing."
"If you don't stay and finish reviewing these memorials today, I will withdraw my order to post the test papers. I'm sure you don't want this to happen, right?"
Wen Yu: ...
"I don't care, I don't care. My brother, you want to be lazy, why are you making things difficult for me? Why is my brother making things difficult for my sister? We are from the same roots, why are we so anxious to hurt each other?"
The emperor's eyes lit up: "Great, great, great, my sister can recite poetry now! You must approve this memorial. Someone, prepare a chair for the princess, and let her sit next to me."
Wen Yu: ...
Asking her to review memorials and even giving her half of the case file is just to be lazy. She is really trying too hard...
Thinking that the emperor always responded to her requests and doted on her, Wen Yu finally agreed with a bitter face.
"Since you are so kind to me, I will help you. But let me make it clear in advance that I will not write, I will just tick the box and be done with it."
"Tick?"
Wen Yu picked up a memorial without even looking at it. She just ticked it like marking homework, "That's ticking."
The emperor nodded with satisfaction and just ticked the box. At least he didn't have to read these memorials that were full of nonsense and made him angry.
In just these two days, countless officials have been beaten up.
Wen Yu's beating lasted for two hours, making her dizzy, listless, and completely devoid of joy.
However, the emperor's spirits were obviously much better.
Wen Yu angrily scolded: "You are building your happiness on my pain. Why are you so anxious to torture me? You are torturing me over and over again!"
emperor:……
When Wen Yu thought of this, she sank a little deeper into the water. The hot water covered her chin, and she sighed comfortably.
"After taking a bath, I'm going to have a good sleep, and then I'm going to get my happiness back from Yue Lingfeng tomorrow."
As soon as Wen Yu finished speaking, Liu Qiu rushed in through the door, his footsteps stopping outside the screen: "Princess, something happened! There was a fire in Master Yue's house, and the fire was so big that it alarmed Shengjing Prefecture!"
Meanwhile, in Sancong Hutong, the prefect of Shengjing was asking, "Where is the owner of this household? Ask him to come forward and answer the question."
Generally, a water leak cannot be caused by kerosene. This fire must be caused by something fishy. It must have been started by someone, and it must have something to do with the owner of the house.
But everything needs to be confirmed through questioning.
Uncle Jinwen followed Yue Lingfeng's instructions before he left and answered the question carefully: "Your Excellency, the owner of this house is not here. He usually sells paintings at this time."
"Selling paintings?" Shengjing Prefecture Governor narrowed his eyes. "Where did he sell the paintings? His house caught fire, and you didn't even send anyone to inform him?"
"Sir, we didn't even have time to put out the fire, how could we think of so many things in a short time!"
The prefect of Shengjing frowned when he heard this and said, "So you can't be sure that there is no one in this room?"
"What?!" Uncle Jin was shocked. "There's someone else in the room? That's impossible. Normally, Master Yue would still be selling paintings at this time."
The neighbor nearby also chimed in: "Yes, sir, Master Yue is usually not at home at this time."
Mr. Yue?
The prefect of Shengjing looked at Uncle Jin thoughtfully and said, "Then go and call him back. I have something to ask you."
At this time, Hu Zi who was standing by volunteered, "Uncle Jin, I'll go. I can run fast."
"Wait, someone come here." Shengjing Prefecture Governor summoned a constable, "Go with him."
Then he asked Uncle Jin, "Are you familiar with this family?"
"Your Excellency, we are neighbors, but we are not very familiar with each other. Because Master Yue is weak, he rarely goes out except to sell paintings."
The prefect of Shengjing nodded: "Based on your understanding, what kind of person do you think he is?"
Uncle Jin hesitated for a moment and replied, "Sir, Master Yue is a gentle man, but we are not particularly familiar with him. We only know that he is a candidate for this year's spring exam, and he is quite impressive."
The Shengjing prefect was surprised when he heard this, and soon became even more confused.
It turned out that he was a candidate taking part in the Spring Examination, and today happened to be the day when the results were announced.
He guessed: "Did he fail the exam?"
At this time, Chunhua at the side couldn't help but say: "It's not that I didn't fail the exam."
"Oh?" Shengjing prefect murmured, "That means it's on the list."
The number of people admitted to this spring examination is extremely small, and those who make the list are not ordinary people.
Not long after, Hu Zi came back.
The constable whispered in the ear of the prefect of Shengjing: "Sir, the vendors around said that the owner of this house did not go out to sell paintings today."
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