In an understatement, she handled the memorials that were so complicated that she felt extremely headache when she looked at them, and then arranged them neatly and classified them aside.

But what she didn't know was that sometimes she grinds ink for him while she would raise her head from the memorials piled up in the mountains from time to time, and her eyes fell on her persistent plain hands.

Because they wanted to enjoy the time they were alone, when Dongfang Che reviewed the memorial, the two noisy children, Lian Xuan'er and Yu'er, would be stopped outside by the loyal Xiao Fuzi.

Of course, the two children who are lively and fussy by nature do not rely on them. They pulled Xiao Fuzi's hand and kept crying. While covering the eunuch hat that Xuan'er pulled to the side, Xiao Fuzi also had to deal with Yu'er's itchy hand. However, he didn't dare to scream at all, so he could only bear it silently. Looking back at the closed palace gate, he sighed bitterly in his heart: "Your Majesty, you are warm and soft inside, so I will be dismantled by these two little ancestors. Without the slave, how can I find such a loyal and good eunuch?"

Even Xiao Fuzi was ordered by Dongfang Che to guard the palace gate, and only Dongfang Che and Zhan Meixiang were left in the room. The work of grinding ink was always Xiao Fuzi's job, and Zhan Meixiang had to do it for these days. At first, she was very impatient. The meticulous work of grinding ink almost drove her crazy, but gradually got used to it during this period. She was able to grind the ink quietly without making a sound. She allowed Dongfang Che to review the good memorials with great worry and then take her into her arms.

Over time, when she grinds the ink, she can still exude a little bit of a sense of nonsense. Her clean and slender hands clinging the ink table makes her look whiter against the backdrop of the cinnabar ink. Dongfang Che, who was criticizing memorials, was often distracted. When her pen was paused, a red dot fell on the clean and tidy memorial.

At the beginning, the person who submitted the memorials was panicked after receiving the memorials that were reviewed. What should such a small red dot with unknown meaning fall on the word "公"? What should the word "公" mean?

It should be noted that being with the king is like being with a tiger. The emperor's saint's intention is unpredictable. If there is a slight mistake, it will be a big matter that will lose its head. The ministers pondered for more than half a day in fear. Even though they had not discovered something by Dongfang Che, the more they thought about it, the more outrageous they became, the more scary they thought. Until they were so scared that they stood there, thinking that we were done.

The next day, he went to court and played Tai Chi with Dongfang Che in shock, but found that the emperor's meaning was really hard to figure out. It didn't seem to be ignorant, nor did he seem to know, but it was a loss to just take it like this. So this matter kept hitting the fragile little hearts of the ministers, and the atmosphere in the court was solemn.

Until the end, a small official with a clean sleeve, and the memorial presented to provide relief to the victims was accidentally dripped by Dongfang Che, and he spoke frankly without hesitation in the morning court. Dongfang Che was very confused at first, and after hearing the reason clearly, he whispered and said lightly: "Hand slipped."

The civil and military officials in the court were in an uproar, looking at me and I looked at you. I really couldn't convince myself that this little red dot that scared me for half a month was just the emperor's hand slip. If he had a hand slip, it would have slipped too frequently.
Chapter completed!