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Chapter 286: Entering the palace and accepting the seal 12

Xuanyuan Aotian's heart beat rapidly. He knew that this woman was afraid of chaos in the world, and he knew that she was going to cause trouble... He had already prepared for it, but he didn't expect that Ye Xue would say such words casually.

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When it comes to Nangong Wuming's ambitions, there are few people in the court who don't know about it. But if you don't have evidence, what can you say about him? Even if you say something about him, he can bite you back and falsely accuse an important minister. His heart is to be punished!

Nangong Wuming jumped up from the ground and said hurriedly: "How dare I have such disloyal and unjust thoughts? Your Majesty, please be aware of it."

At this moment, Nangong Wuming made a decision. He could not ignore the dangers that Ye Xue would bring because of the benefits she brought... Nangong Ye

Go to hell and let him escape unscathed...

"Hahaha." Xuanyuan Xinglie laughed three times and said: "I know best that Nangong Aiqing is loyal to the country. Aiqing, you can have such a daughter, not only is it your blessing, but also my Qinglong

The blessing of the empire, you have made great contributions to the empire again!"

Xuanyuan Xinglie turned to Ye Xue and said, "I heard that you grew up in Jinling?"

"Your Majesty, Ye Xue did grow up in Jinling. Ye Xue left Beijing when he was three years old, and it has been ten years now." Ye Xue replied.

"I also heard that you were poisoned by a thief when you were born, and your face... was also scratched by a thief!"

"What your Majesty said is correct." Ye Xue glanced at Nangong Wuming, "My father, General Nangong, has been looking for the murderer for Ye Xue for thirteen years. For thirteen years, there has been no trace of anything. Fortunately for Ye Xue

With the help of my master, I repaired my Dantian and practiced my internal skills. Now I feel that I have some abilities, so I took advantage of the Nangong clan's intra-clan martial arts competition to return to the capital to find the real murderer."

"The real murderer is so bold. He dares to touch the daughter of our Qinglong Empire's national protector general." Xuanyuan Xinglie angrily patted the armrest of the dragon chair, "His heart is worthy of death! His body is worthy of death!"

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

"Father, calm down!"

Xuanyuan Xinglie was so angry that everyone knelt down - except Ye Xue.

After the ministers got up, those who were not from Nangong Wuming's faction hated Nangong Wuming even more.

After all, they are the first, second, and third-rank officials of the imperial court. Even though they are not as powerful as Nangong Wumingguan, they are now kneeling to Ye Xue, who has no official and no power. You can imagine the annoyance in his heart...

In less than half a quarter of an hour since Ye Xue entered the Hall of Supreme Harmony, she had a lot of hatred for Nangong Wu Ming. The most prominent one was the Minister of Rites.

Speaking of the Minister of Rites, although he is one level lower than Nangong Wuming and is a high-ranking official with no soldiers on hand and not much money at home, you can't resist the special nature of his officials.

The Minister of Rites is the minister in charge of etiquette, sacrifices, banquets, academies, imperial examinations and foreign affairs activities in the court. It is equivalent to the modern minister of the Central Propaganda Department and the minister of foreign affairs, education and culture. (Note: Source: Baidu Encyclopedia)

The Minister of Rites has no power or authority, but he is in charge of the sacrifices that the emperor must make every year, the banquets held by foreign visitors, and the imperial examinations held every three years... The most important thing is that this guy and the Yushi, who most people dare not mess with, have nothing to do with each other.

Officials and historians are very familiar with him.

In every dynasty and every generation, the censors, officials, and historians all choose the kind of scholars who are upright to pedantic and have a sour smell all over their bodies.


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