Chapter 697 Dancing Princess vs. East Factory Admiral 57
Quan Jiu pretended not to hear his hint and secretly put eye drops on Chu Tuo:
"Prime Minister He has served as an official for thirty years and has made many contributions to the Meng Kingdom. Even if he has no merits, he has worked hard. Your Majesty, please turn a blind eye to this matter today."
Chu Tuo suddenly fell silent, staring at her with his eyes:
"Do you really think so?"
Quan Jiu did not admit it immediately. After thinking for a while, he said:
"Your Majesty, do you want to hear the truth?"
Chu Tuo: "My dear, if even you deceive me, then I will truly be left alone."
"Then I'll be frank."
Quan Jiu didn't even glance at Chu Tuo.
"Prime Minister He has been immersed in government affairs for many years. How could he not be aware of the risks involved in fabricating physical evidence? He knew, but he still chose to do it. This can only prove one thing: either he is completely oblivious to the crime of deceiving the emperor and doesn't take you seriously, or he is so used to fabricating evidence that he regards this as a trivial matter."
No matter which statement is made, it can only illustrate one problem:
Prime Minister He has become more powerful.
Chu Tuo was originally filled with anger, but now he inexplicably wanted to laugh:
"You are quite outspoken. This is such a simple truth, and the entire court clearly knows it, but they dare not speak it to my face."
Quan Jiu shirked responsibility: "You said you wanted to hear the truth."
"In the whole world, I'm afraid you're the only one who dares to speak this truth."
Chu Tuo sighed, feeling inexplicably emotional.
These cunning old foxes in the court are full of twists and turns, and they are particular about self-preservation. They speak official rhetoric that does not offend anyone, and they have long lost their blood.
Quan Jiu half-jokingly said, "Maybe it's because I got the position of National Master too easily."
It came so easily, so it’s no pity if it’s gone.
"Then, my dear, what do you think I should do this time?"
Chu Tuo just felt that she had a kind of unyielding and cold spirit that refused to go along with the world. It was as if she would remain calm even if the sky fell. It made people like her so damn much.
Quan Jiu didn't say it directly: "If I were Your Majesty, I would follow my heart and do it."
"I understand."
………
When he went to court the next day, Chu Tuo announced publicly that Prime Minister He would be demoted one rank and fined one year's salary.
You must know that Prime Minister He is about to retire. If he is demoted at this moment, he will only be a second-rank official for the rest of his life.
When the punishment was issued, everyone received a message from it—
Your Majesty is going to cut ties with the He family.
This series of actions directly implicated He Miaomiao. Chu Tuo was really cruel. In the next few days, He Miaomiao didn't even see him.
………
When she heard the news, Quan Jiu was sitting on the swing in the East Factory yard, with Naituanzi standing behind her and pushing her.
"Changxi, I may have to go back to Northern Qi."
Quan Jiu opened his eyes: "Someone urged you to go back?"
"Um."
Milk ball is in a low mood.
"I was urging her to come half a month ago, but at that time, Xuanyuan Qinglan's illness hadn't been cured yet, so I had an excuse to stay."
After he recovered from his illness, he no longer had any excuses.
Quan Jiu was reluctant to let him go, but he also knew his current status:
"Be good, I'll find a way to get you from Northern Qi."
Milk ball didn't say anything immediately, but thought about it seriously:
"The Emperor of Northern Qi wants to pass the throne to me. Changxi, do you want to be the emperor?"
He could inherit the throne first and then give it to her.
Quan Jiu touched his head. His hair was soft and fluffy without being prickly.
"The Emperor of Northern Qi is in his prime, and you are still young. If you want to inherit the throne, you will have to wait."
Milk ball is serious and irritable: "I can't wait."
He thought carefully about what Quan Jiu had just said, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
"How about I give the throne to Xuanyuan Qinglan? He's in good health and his age is just right anyway."
He gave gifts here and there, but never thought of occupying the throne himself.
Quan Jiu: "I have no opinion, you make your own decision."
…
There are not many people who help when one is down, but there are many who take advantage of others' misfortunes. The emperor abandoned the He family, and many ministers in the court also stepped on Prime Minister He.
Quan Jiu was very happy to see this happen. Just then, Chen Lang's body had almost recovered. To celebrate and to give Naituanzi a practice, the three of them set up a table of food and wine in the backyard.
"Alang, when I'm not around, you must treat Changxi well. Don't bully her or make her cry."
Milk ball held up a cup of white soy milk, his hand lingering in the air, waiting for Chen Lang's reaction.
Chen Lang poured himself a glass of white wine, but did not clink glasses with him.
"If you don't know, you might think you are marrying off your daughter."
The little girl was touched by him and her nose was sore:
"I don't want to leave either..."
Quan Jiu saw Naituanzi lowering his head in frustration. She moved one foot under the table, stepped on the instep of Chen Lang, and crushed it hard.
Shen Lang frowned slightly, and when he looked up, he saw her winking at him frantically.
He reluctantly raised his glass, clinked it with Milk Ball, and promised:
"Don't worry, no one can bully her, not even me."
Naituanzi looks like a steady old father:
"Then I'm relieved. You two can live a good life from now on."
Shen Lang was filled with a weird feeling. Did he really think of himself as his father?
Quan Jiu reached out and touched the top of his head: "The relationship between the royal family of Northern Qi is complicated, you should also pay attention to your safety. When I am free, I will go to Northern Qi to find you."
When the milk ball smelled the familiar fragrance on her, his nose felt slightly sour and his heart softened.
"So how long will you be free?"
Quan Jiu estimated: "About two months."
Within two months, Chu Tuo will be completely removed from office.
Naituanzi knew that she was also reluctant to leave him, so in order to prevent her from being sad, he tried to calm himself down:
"Then I'll wait for you."
After the meal, except for Naituanzi, Quan Jiu and Shen Lang drank a lot of wine.
Especially Chen Lang, after drinking a pot of wine, his whole face turned pink and red, and even his neck was faintly pink.
Seeing him staggering, Quan Jiu ordered Shen San: “Send him back.”
I didn't expect he could drink so little.
She asked Shen San to send Shen Lang, while she went to send Milk Tuanzi.
Shen San sent the man back to the wing room. Shen Lang was lying on the bed, his head was dizzy, but he still remembered who he was drinking with.
He stared at the ceiling with his eyes blurred, and said with his red lips slightly parted: "Changxi..."
This is what Shen San heard after he took off his shoes.
"Sir, Dr. Shen has gone to bed, you should go to bed as well."
It was not known whether Shen Lang understood or not. His narrow, watery black eyes blinked, his long eyelashes fluttered, and his rosy cheeks made Shen San, who was used to seeing him for many years, stunned.
For so many years, the master had hardly touched a drop of alcohol at banquets. He had originally thought that he just didn't like drinking, but now it seemed that he couldn't hold his liquor well and didn't want to be seen...
Shen Lang muttered to himself: "He's asleep..."
He stopped making noise, turned over, hugged the pillow in his arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.
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