When Zou Xueyu rushed to the palace and took the gold medal given by the emperor, he made it all the way to the East Palace without any hindrance.

The imperial grandson of the Ming Dynasty's supervising emperor was squatting on the ground in front of everyone with a serious face.

Opposite the emperor's grandson, a chubby little meat ball was squatting on the ground with its buttocks, staring at the emperor's grandson with two round eyes that looked indignant.

Between the two of them, a yellow-orange crystal persimmon stood quietly.

The situation is serious and the atmosphere is solemn.

war.

On the verge of breaking out.

"Aba Aba!"

The little meat ball took the lead in attacking. He kept raising his chubby hands, and then slapped his legs. With drool hanging from the corner of his mouth, his face was quite fierce and he was demonstrating towards the bad guys, swearing that he was against the crystal persimmon in front of him.

sovereignty.

Subsequently, the emperor's grandson, the superintendent of the Ming Dynasty, responded to the enemy's offensive.

"You are no match for a single enemy. Even if my father gives you one hand, you will not be able to take down this top-quality crystal persimmon."

The words were full of ridicule and contempt.

"Aba Aba!"

"Abba!"

The little meat ball seemed to become even more angry because of the villain's ridicule. His hands slapped faster, and the buttocks began to bounce up and down with full elasticity, taking the opportunity to keep getting closer to the crystal persimmon in front of him.

"We are father and son outside, but we have to use our own methods at home. Your son has kept me away from your mother for several days. It is fitting that you will not be able to eat this crystal persimmon today."

After saying that, Zhu Yunxi already stretched out a finger, raised it high, and covered the little meatball's head.

There was finally a trace of panic on Little Meatball's face.

That damn big hand can suppress me to death every time.

The enemy is too powerful and there is a huge disparity in strength between the two sides.

But I really want to eat this crystal persimmon.

The little meat ball frowned and was about to use his final trick to summon his mother to come out and seek justice for him.

In the corner of Little Meatball's eye, a crimson figure flashed past.

"Aba Aba!"

The little meat ball immediately turned his head and waved his hand to Zou Xueyu, the Governor-General of Zhili Province in the Ming Dynasty who walked into the East Palace.

Zhu Yunxi was stunned for a moment. He had already heard the footsteps beside his ears.

He felt a little dissatisfied that someone suddenly came over and seemed to want to mediate the war between him and Little Meatball.

Zhu Yunxi turned his head.

Then he saw Zou Xueyu approaching.

Zou Xueyu was dressed in a second-grade red robe and looked majestic.

When he arrived in front of Zhu Yunxi, he stopped and glanced at the grandson and great-grandson of the emperor who had no scruples about their royal status. He was a little surprised by the harmonious daily life of this royal father and son.

Royal harmony is what he wants to see most as a minister.

Zou Xueyu smiled and said softly: "Wei Chen, Governor of Zhili Province, Zou Xueyu. I have met His Highness the Emperor's Grandson and the Emperor's great-grandson."

"Aba Aba..."

"Gululu..."

When the little meat ball saw the bad guy looking away, he knew that his chance had finally come.

His buttocks bounced, his hands were raised high, and he threw himself in front of the yellow-orange crystal persimmon. With his fleshy hands, he hugged the crystal persimmon tightly, and then he lay on the ground, trying to quickly

Get out of here.

It’s not a good place to stay for a long time!

There was a slight movement in Zhu Yunxi's ears.

Zou Xueyu never heard Zhu Yunxi's voice calling him, but he heard a huge sound wave in front of him sweeping towards him.

"Good boy!"

"He actually took advantage of the opportunity and unexpectedly attacked his father by surprise!"

"Wow, wow...see the trick!"

With Zou Xueyu's face full of shock, Zhu Yunxi raised his toes and the little meat ball immediately fell to the ground.

Then Zhu Yunxi took a vigorous step.

With one hand, he pinched the collar of the small meat ball and lifted it up, and with the other hand, he picked up the crystal persimmon that had fallen to the ground.

He brought the crystal persimmon to his mouth, then lifted the small meat ball and placed it in front of himself.

The little meatball stared with his eyes fixed on the crystal persimmon that was about to be put into the big and bloody mouth.

The most cruel thing to do to an enemy is to destroy the enemy's favorite thing in front of the enemy.

Zhu Yunxi didn't care how long the crystal persimmon had been played with on the ground by the father and son.

His mouth stuck to the crystal persimmon.

A forceful effort.

Just hearing a sucking sound, the round and plump crystal persimmon deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The little meat ball blinked.

The two eyes were also deflated visibly to the naked eye, and the mouth was pouted.

"Wow wow wow wow..."

The cry was deafening.

"My son!"

A voice full of motherly protection for her cubs came from the side hall on the side.

Later.

The first Governor-General of Zhili in the Ming Dynasty, when he saw the beautiful figure, he rushed out without even dropping the Yaoji mahjong tile in his hand.

Tang Queqing snatched the eldest son Zhu Wensheng from Zhu Yunxi's hand, held him in his arms, and patted his back gently to comfort him.

The beautiful eyes gave Zhu Yunxi a look.

Concubine Taisun twisted her waist, which had become plumper after giving birth to the child, and re-entered the side hall next to her.

Soon, the child's crying stopped.

Concubine Taisun was killing everyone on the mahjong table, and the laughter of making a fortune could be heard.

Zou Xueyu blinked hard, wanting to confirm whether the scene he saw was true.

Zhu Yunxi was a little embarrassed, so he threw the shriveled persimmon skin into the flowers nearby, then held his sleeves with both hands and wiped it on his mouth haphazardly. There was no decency at all, and he didn't care about cleanliness at all.

After I feel my face is clean.

Zhu Yunxi coughed slightly and glanced at Zou Xueyu.

"Zou Dutai entered the palace today. Did the Governor's Yamen encounter any difficulties?"

As the most powerful local official in the Ming Dynasty, Zou Xueyu had the imperial favor to travel freely in the court.

Zhu Yunxi was not surprised at all when Zou Xueyu appeared in the East Palace.

What he was curious about was what happened to Zou Xueyu soon after he took office as the Governor-General of Zhili Province, which caused him to enter the palace specially.

Zou Xueyu folded his hands and glanced at Zhu Yunxi with some resentment.

The emperor's grandson has returned to the capital, and it is no different than if he had not returned to the capital.

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Zhu Yunxi probably understood the meaning of the governor-general's eyes. He looked a little embarrassed and waved his hand to cover up his embarrassment.

"Let's talk about it after entering the palace."

After saying that, Zhu Yunxi, who was embarrassed, immediately turned around.

Enter the palace.

Zou Xueyu saluted again.

Then he directly said: "Reporting to Your Highness, I have recently been appointed as the governor of Zhili Province. I am in charge of the important military, political, commercial and civilian affairs of the 18th Prefecture of Zhili. I issue official documents and strive to make the people rich and the national treasury full. However, nowadays, there are people above the local level.

Those who were dissatisfied gathered in crowds to fight.

Zhili is the capital of the capital. It protects the capital and serves as a barrier to the imperial city. Although the ministers hold the emperor's sword, they have the right to kill first and then report. However, in order to stabilize the people's hearts, the ministers dare not start a war and provoke bloodshed in Zhili.

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To be continued...