The fourth girl of the farmer

Chapter 482 The Funeral of the Yang Family

Chapter 482 The Funeral of the Yang Family (3)
If they don't do this, they really can't find an opportunity to pull you off their horses. Over the years, the position of the imperial concubine has been stable, but the position of the queen may not necessarily belong to your family.

Although the daughter is not going out in the inner palace for the time being, it is said that the emperor does not favor anyone, and the palaces are also used to go around, the opportunity is equal to everyone!

"Your Majesty!" The right minister's defense is a reasonable thing. The Yangji pastry shop, which is well-known in Los Angeles, has closed for no reason. People looking for trouble.Now that I have received a letter from an anonymous report and all the evidence is attached, if I don't impeach him, I will be sorry for the black hat on my head.

Is it easy for ordinary people to do things?Look at the Yang family, being bullied like this, they dare not say a word!
The responsibility and sense of justice of the supervisory censor made him stand up without hesitation.

"Okay, I know about this!" Without even looking at Zhezi, Murong Xuan stood up from the dragon chair.

"Retire!" Seeing this, Xiao Haizi quickly sang.

"Congratulations to the emperor!"

Ming Huang's back disappeared into the hall, and none of the courtiers came back to their senses.

Excerpts are kept but not published!
After all, it's the royal family, look, no, the wind is loud and the rain is little, even, it hasn't rained yet!

All the adults who have retreated from the court, each with their own thoughts, went back to the house and waited and watched the changes.

"Fengqi, let's go and see what's going on!" Back in the imperial study, he looked at the excerpts played by the supervisory censor. What touched his nerves was the words "Yangji Bakery", and then he thought of fifteen Xiaohaizi and said Regarding the matter of closing the door, he felt a faint anger in his heart, and threw the memorial to Feng Qi.

The members of the Huang family are getting more and more out of tune!

Everyone put up with what they do on weekdays, but this time, you guys have hit the iron plate!

After Feng Qi read it, he put the memorial on the table, seeing that the master was a little angry and retreated quietly, this matter cannot be delayed.

"Nizi, let those naughty sons come to see me!" Having been an official for many years, it can be said that he is innocent, and today he was criticized by the supervisory censor, old man Shen, and given a memorial, this matter is by no means a trivial matter.None of these children can rest easy!

"Master, what's the matter?" Mrs. Huang saw that the old man entered the mansion, and ordered the children to meet him in the main hall, and followed him into his study.

"What's the matter, I have to ask those good sons of yours, I've embarrassed this old man!" He still knew the character of the supervisory censor. , Don't ask, if not, Xiao Jiu will be implicated.

That's right, for no reason, how could there be such a terrible memorial, it was all aimed at Xiao Jiu!Thinking of this, I am even more disappointed with the few sons who hate iron but not steel.

"Tell me, what good deeds have you all done?" Looking at the group of children standing in front of him, all the sons and daughters were there, with dark faces, and the right minister scanned them one by one, wanting to see who caused the disaster this time.

"Father, my son hasn't done anything recently, just run a small business. On weekdays, he teaches children calligraphy at home!" Seeing that the old man was very angry this time, he picked up sesame-sized things one by one. , I just hope that the anger will not burn on my head.

"Father, my son didn't do anything, oh, by the way, I took my wife to the village a few days ago!" The third child replied in a dignified manner.

"Father, my son is studying at home these days and is preparing for the scientific examination!" The bastard said softly with low eyebrows.

"Father, my aunt is sick, my son will accompany my aunt, and read some books to relieve her boredom!" The youngest concubine looked cautious.

"Speaking of which, none of you did it, did you? Then you, I, did it?" The right minister said angrily: "There is no way to teach your children, and you allow your family to use their power to oppress others, and set up prisons privately." You are all obedient and obedient, why did Mr. Shen say such a thing?" asked sharply.

When Huang Laosan heard this, his face turned pale.Go to Zhuangshangming and say that he is taking his daughter-in-law to play, but in fact he is taking those women there.Both soft and hard, but these women didn't open their mouths, and they didn't get the secret recipe, but they even brought it to the court. This is a thief in the family.

"Third son, tell me, what's going on!" The right minister, who was accustomed to observing words and expressions, saw the strangeness of the third son at a glance.

"Father, son..." Things can be big or small, father has always been dissatisfied with himself and the fifth child, this time, I'm afraid he can't just be kind.

"Now that the matter is up to now, why don't you hurry up and talk about it!" Hesitating, the right minister knew at a glance that Master Shen's words were true.

"Father, my son did not deceive others, nor did he set up a private prison to detain the people. The son saw that the emperor liked the cakes from Yangji Bakery, and he often bought them for the palace. He thought it would be unsafe, so he hired those people with high salaries. It is ready for the emperor's use!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Huang Laosan quickly knelt down and defended himself.

"Oh, really? I don't know, when did my son, Mr. Huang, actually worry about the affairs in the imperial dining room." Looking at the troublemaker with cold eyes: "You are really good at it!"

"Father, my son made a mistake. My son will arrange for someone to send them back immediately, and I will stop doing these thankless things!" In the entire Los Angeles business district, everyone knows that Huang Lao San and Huang Lao Wu are the future uncles of the country, It's too late to flatter, but this group of stupid women in Yang Ji are just stones in the latrine, smelly and hard, and even caused a lot of trouble!

"Uncle Guo? They are Uncle Guo?" In the imperial study room, hearing Feng Qi's reply to check the situation, he couldn't help but sneer!

"Your Majesty, before I came back, I saw that they had sent people to send the eight women of the Yang family back in a carriage!" What kind of master and what kind of servants did they have? That girl Yang has a stubborn personality. People, unexpectedly also have a virtue, the Huang family has lost a handful of rice this time by stealing chickens!

"This is the best!" He exhaled with a cold face.That is to say, she would not close the business for no reason. It turned out that she was still being bullied under her nose.This person is just stubborn, he has reached this level, and he doesn't want to let the people around him let him know!

"Miss Si, it's been two days since the letter was delivered, don't worry, let's get going!" Always staying in this inn waiting for news, very anxious.

"I'm afraid that the people over there will not be able to find you when they send the letter!" To be precise, Yang Ziqian has no idea, and it's hard to say whether the Lin family will really help.

"It's okay, we have a code!" Xia Yu persuaded.

"Okay, then tomorrow, let's go to the next goal!" On this crude map, she and the third child drew it while walking, and the next stop was the purpose of brother Gao Da's investigation.

"If you have a book, play it, and if you don't have a book, you will retreat!" It was another day, when Murong Xuan just sat down, Xiao Haizi roared away with a hoarse voice.

"Chen..." The supervisory censor stood up, and the courtiers knew that the show was about to begin.

(End of this chapter)

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