Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 662

Ling'er followed the instructions, hugged all the things on the table in her arms, and chased Yun Zhuohua to the main hall.

In Tianhuan Palace, all the officials gathered together, chattering very lively.

Before Yun Zhuohua's people arrived at the main hall, there was already an old man waiting on the road.

Seeing Yun Zhuohua approaching, he hastily cupped his hands, "Pei Yuan, chief manager of the old servant's palace, has seen the young master."

Yun Zhuohua tilted his head and looked at Pei Yuan. Yun Zhuohua had never seen him before, and he didn't know what he was waiting here for.

After Pei Yuan introduced himself, he immediately turned his body sideways to make way for Yun Zhuohua, "The old slave respects the emperor's will, and will follow the young master to serve the young master from now on. I hope the young master will not dislike the old slave for being old."

As Pei Yuan spoke, he had already taken all the memorials from Linger, and then waved to Linger to let her go.

"Since it was the order of the emperor's grandfather, then Director Pei must have won the trust of the emperor's grandfather. It is Zhuohua's good fortune that you can come to help Zhuohua, how dare you dislike it."

Pei Yuan smiled lowly, "When the emperor and the old servant mentioned the young master, they always praised the young master."

"Seeing the young master now, this old slave is even more convinced that the emperor has not misjudged the man."

"If it wasn't for the fact that the old slave was not feeling well a few days ago and was not by the emperor's side, perhaps he would have been able to meet the young master a long time ago."

Yun Zhuohua said humbly, "Boss Pei deserves the award."

After the two said this, they walked up the steps of the main hall. When the people inside heard the news, they all stood where they were supposed to stand, with their eyes lowered.

Yun Zhuohua's martial arts are good, and his hearing is also very good. What the ministers talked about in the hall before, was also picked up by Yun Zhuohua's ears.

However, she walked in calmly, and under Pei Yuan's guidance, she stood in front of the dragon chair, but did not sit down.

"I was appointed by the emperor to take care of the government affairs temporarily. Before the emperor takes a bath, fasts and sacrifices to heaven, I will handle all matters."

These ministers were not very surprised when they heard Yun Zhuohua's words, as if they had known it would be like this for a long time.

Yun Zhuohua Yun Zhuohua turned his head to look at the empty dragon chair, and just snorted.

It seemed that Su Yu had already greeted these courtiers, which saved Yun Zhuohua a lot of effort.

For these courtiers, going to court every morning is just a procedure.

Under Su Yu's governance, Southern Wu is still a prosperous country and the people are safe, and there are not many ordinary things.

But today, Yun Zhuohua came to the morning court, but he didn't intend to just fool around like this.

After waiting for all the ministers to report some trivial matters, Yun Zhuohua didn't wait for the big things she wanted to hear.

Yun Zhuohua glanced sharply at the courtiers in front of him, and asked repeatedly, "Is there nothing else to report?"

The courtiers looked at each other, all lowered their heads and remained silent.

Yun Zhuohua took out the top memorial from Pei Yuan's hand and squeezed it between his fingers.

"Da Song is in the town on the border of Southern Wu, frequently dispatching troops, intending to guide Wu with his sword, all the ministers, do you really not know about this, or are you just pretending to be stupid!"

Yun Zhuohua threw the memorial in front of him, the memorial scattered and landed in the center of the hall.

The courtiers bowed their bodies and remained silent.

It was Yun Zhuohua's fourth uncle, Su Shao, who stood up, "They transfer troops every year in the Song Dynasty, so you don't have to make such a fuss."

(End of this chapter)