Choi Young-young looked at the dice lifted by Zhu Yun-hyun, three two one five one six.

In fact, there is not a single red one!

"You, don't?" Choi Young-young asked.

"Ah!" Zhu Yunxiu smiled as he whispered the snails, "I don't have any one!"

"Then you still call him a head?" Choi Young-young asked.

"No?" Zhu Yunsheng smiled.

"Me!" Choi Young-young had no choice but to pick up the wine bowl and drink it all.

"The emperor is so thief. He dares to call Wu Yi even if he doesn't have one!" Cui Yingying said in his heart, and immediately cursed himself, "Cui Young-young, don't be drifty, the one next to you is the emperor!"

Seeing that he was drinking happily, Deng Ping diligently filled him with it.

He can't make the Lord Long lively happy, but these people can make the Lord Long lively happy. As long as the Lord Long lively happy, he Deng Ping will make contributions.

"You're calling you!" Zhu Yunxiu said, protruding out of the empty shell of the snail.

Choi Young-young drank a little hard, her stomach was surging. She swayed the dice cup for a while and put it on the table with a snap and opened a corner. She looked around, "Well......... five two!"

"Five two?" Deng Ping looked at his dice and looked at Zhu Yunxi without any knowledge.

Sure enough, the latter stretched out his hand and grabbed his head casually.

"Splied you!" Deng Ping suddenly shouted to Cui Yingying, then lifted his cover bowl, "I'm not bad!"

He really has no one to two. After the other two Choi Young-young's classmates opened, they added up to three two.

Choi Young-young couldn't help but look at Zhu Yun-hyun, "You..."

"Don't worry about me, do you have it?" Zhu Yunxiu asked.

Choi Young-young swallowed, "I'm the only one!"

"Then you drink it!" Zhu Yunxiong smiled, "I don't have any!"

After saying that, he felt proud and slapped Deng Ping with a high-high.

Choi Young-young seemed to feel something was wrong, but he couldn't say it. "I called five twos and he just chopped me up so directly? If there were five twos in total, he would have to drink two drinks in a row. Why was he so bold?"

"Drink!" Deng Ping smiled, "Are you okay?"

Zhu Yunxiu smiled and said, "Men can't say no!"

Deng Ping smiled and said, "Dare you ask, what about women?"

Zhu Yunxiu laughed and said, "Women can't say it casually!"

"Listen to your words is better than reading for ten years!" Deng Ping laughed.

Cui Yingying held the wine glass and drank it all helplessly again. Little did he know that when he was drinking, Zhu Yunxiu and Deng Ping looked at each other again.

"You're going to call me, whoever loses will shout first!" Zhu Yunxiu said again.

Choi Young-young shook her heart nervously for a few times, then stared at her eyes and changed stocks, then looked at her dice, "Five four!"

Deng Ping pretended to be pondering at Zhu Yunxiu, but the latter did not respond. Deng Ping knocked the dice cup, "Six!"

This made Deng Ping's next family feel a little uncomfortable. He quickly looked at his dice and made up his mind, "Six five!"

Choi Young-young called four, but they didn't dare to chop but didn't dare to add, so they could only shout six five.

The other man thought for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "Seven Five!"

Zhu Yunxi smiled and looked at Deng Ping slightly, who stuffed three pieces of fried lamb into his mouth in a row. He thought for a while, "Eight Five!"

"Hmm?" Choi Young-young was stunned.

"The emperor called eight fives. Does he have or not?" Cui Yingying hesitated in his heart, "Will I open it or not?"

"Hit!" Deng Ping said dissatisfiedly after he said.

Choi Young-young made up his mind and said, "Split it!"

"Reverse split!" Zhu Yunxiu said immediately.

Suddenly, Choi Young-young made wax.

Papa, everyone opened the dice cup. Cui Yingying had one five, Deng Ping had three five, Zhu Yunxiu had three five, and the other two had two five.

"Drink!" Deng Ping smirked and poured Cui Yingying full.

"Uh!" Choi Young-young burped and murmured, "Why is it me who loses every time?"

At this moment, a gentle laugh suddenly came from beside him, "What are you playing? Take me with me? Haha, Brother Cui, how much have you drunk, your face is blushing..."

While speaking, the man showed his figure, with a long and handsome appearance, and was carrying a greasy paper bag with donkey meat in his hand. The man walked closer and before he finished speaking, he was stunned when he saw Zhu Yunxi's face.

With a snap, the package in his hand fell to the ground, and he stood there at a loss.

Zhu Yunxiu looked closely, then looked at Choi Young-young, and suddenly laughed, "I said why do you think you are familiar with each other? I saw him at Han Kezhong's house that day." As he said, Zhu Yunxiu said to the visitor, "You are Yang Rong, are you!"

"It's......" Yang Rong wanted to salute, but when he saw this attitude, he knew that the emperor was visiting privately, so he saluted in Zhengzhou. "It's just that I was late. I don't know that you are here, so I'm rude!"

Zhu Yunxiu may forget Choi Young-young, but how could Yang Rong, the prime minister of the Ming Dynasty in history, forget?

"I'm so serious, I'm the priest, there's no need to be too polite!" Zhu Yunxi's implication, if you recognize me, you can recognize me, no need to make a statement.

Yang Rong sat down respectfully next to Choi Young-young without looking sideways.

When the other two students from the Imperial College were like this, they suddenly felt a little strange when they saw Yang Rong, who was already an official in the court, but they also put away the jokes on their faces.

Zhu Yunxiu saw how he could play this?

He slowly drank the rice wine and said to Yang Rong, "I heard that you are now working in the Ministry of Rites?"

"Yes! I was born in the Ministry of Rites and was in charge of the rituals and rituals!" Yang Rong said, pausing, "Seventh-rank!"

"Oh!" Zhu Yunxiu nodded, not commenting.

In history, Yang Rong was a Hanlin scholar in Qinggui and was the leader among scholars in the world. In this life, he accidentally became a small official of the Ministry of Rites and had no chance to be a Qinggui.

Even if the doctor in this sacrificial department has smoked his ancestral tomb, his greatest future will be that he will be able to get to the position of Guanglu Temple Minister, and he will do odd jobs for the royal family, which is only 108,000 miles away from the center of the court.

"Are you a little overcorrecting me?" Zhu Yunxi suddenly thought to himself, "In history, this person has nothing to hate except to stop Zhu Di and ask him to worship the imperial tomb first and then ascend the throne. And to be precise, this person is still a capable minister!"

"I even tolerated Li Jinglong's second-five-child war god, and used it in history that other ministers who surrendered to Zhu Di, so why can't Yang Rong be tolerated? Is it because the emperor has been a long time, and if he is too flawed, he will be petty?"

Thinking of this, he slowly asked, "Is the errands of the Ministry of Rites still busy?"

Yang Rong's heart was beating constantly, his back was soaked with sweat. Just as Zhu Yun's words fell, he quickly thought about it.

"It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to meet the emperor. Now the emperor is asking questions like a family-related one. I must seize the opportunity!"

From then on, he was the pride of the emperor, and he was a connection between people wherever he went. He had a good family background, good knowledge, and good appearance. He thought he would have a bright career in his life, but he didn't want to rely on others in the capital now.

His master originally wanted to introduce him to the Lifanyuan, but Duke Cao did not buy this account at all. If he did not want to leave the capital, he could only be a sesame official in the Ministry of Rites.

"Reply... the errands of the Ministry of Rites are not busy. They just write and do the warehousing on weekdays!" Yang Rong said, "Today's emperor, I don't like grand gifts and even more luxurious. The ritual department is very leisurely every day!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunxi laughed silently.

Yang Rong is really good at speaking and flatters himself quietly.

"Isn't it good to be idle? There is less yamen affairs and more money!" Zhu Yunsheng said with a smile.

"I don't think so!" Yang Rong suddenly made up his mind, "If I have passed the age of destiny, I might do this. I will order the Mao-Yu Ya every day, drink tea and eat snacks, and use some pen and ink at most. But I am honest and young, and I still have some ambitions in my heart!"

As he said that, he looked at Zhu Yunxi's face, "The Ministry of Rites was born in the evening, which really wasted his time!"

Zhu Yunxiu had chopsticks eating vegetables every time, "Young people say that they have talent and no way to show their talents, but they don't know that they have to endure hardships and be burdened!"

Suddenly, Yang Rong was shocked and said, "I am not afraid of hardship or fatigue when I am born late. I am just for reading sages..."

"Don't say beautiful words!" Zhu Yunxiu interrupted him and pondered.

This Yang Rong is a good piece of material, and letting it go without it will be a loss to the country.

"The old man still lacks a clerk. The farming work of planting Hongshao needs to be recorded in detail!"

Thinking of this, Zhu Yunxiu said, "If you are not afraid of hardship or fatigue, then try it!" As he said, he said, "Deng Ping, you go find him tomorrow morning!

He said to Yang Rong again, "You follow Taiping Nu's arrangement!"

Suddenly, a great joy came from the sky, and Yang Rong was so excited that he could not bear to himself and almost burst into tears.

Choi Young-young was standing aside, silently holding Yang Rong's hand, his eyes full of encouragement.

At this moment, the owner of the mutton stall suddenly came over and held a plate of fried lambs and smiled, "Several, this is given by the little old man, please try it!"

"Thank you!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, and suddenly his eyes fell on the other party's hand. The boss's right hand was missing a few fingers.

The guard Deng Ping's eyes shrank, and his expression became sharp, "Sword wound!"

"Oh!" The boss quickly retracted his hand and accused him of guilt, "I'm not a bad person. I was injured when I followed the emperor to attack Goryeo!"

Zhu Yunxiu glanced at Deng Ping and smiled at the boss, "So you are still an old man. I heard that you have a Huai accent? Why are you doing small business in the capital? Don't join the army?"

"I am from Huai'an. I was injured during the war. Shangguan gave me pensions and I retreated from the army!" The boss smiled, "I have a few acres of land at home, but I can only make ends meet with food and clothing. I brought my wife to the capital to do small business." As he said, he smiled, "I'm not afraid of jokes from scholars. It's hard to do small business, but it's better than farming!"

"You are smart!" Zhu Yunxi smiled, "Then your child will come to the capital as well!"

"I have a son following the elders in my hometown!" the boss smiled.

"Why don't you keep it with you!"

"If you want to study, my child is good at studying!" The boss smiled honestly, "The teacher said it was a reading material, so he put it in his hometown school!" As he said, he sighed, "It's expensive to study. If I didn't do small business, I'm going to work late and go to bed late, I really can't afford it by farming! I have been a soldier for more than ten years and have no chance at all. I will rely on my children to shine in the future!"

As they spoke, Zhu Yunfeng saw in the light of the light, there were many guards slowly leaning over. I thought that he had been delaying outside for a long time and the palace was no longer at ease.

"Deng Ping, check the account!" Zhu Yunxiu stood up.

"No, no!" the man smiled, "I have given the money, so how can I give it again!"
Chapter completed!