Especially Liu Chang, he felt as if she had seen through him and he didn't dare to raise his head.
Yan Shiyue calmly took Gu Jiuxing back to Emperor Ming Yan.
When Emperor Ming Yan finished his work, she went in, and the prince was also there.
Yan Shiyue saw the palace maid holding scissors to cut Emperor Ming Yan's nails, and immediately said: "Leave me alone!"
The ancients also cut nails, had haircuts, trimmed sideburns, etc. The so-called "body, hair and skin are affected by parents" mainly refers to not being tortured, self-harming or self-destructive, etc. It does not mean that you cannot cut nails.
The small scissors used to cut nails are those with very short heads. Of course, they are not as useful as the nail clippers of later generations.
She asked someone to bring her nail clippers and nail file, and sat down to cut it for Emperor Ming Yan while explaining the matter again.
Emperor Ming Yan sighed: "You are really smart, but you are too decisive in dealing with things."
Yan Shiyue said plausibly: "Aye, I am not the only one with a child. Don't you have older brothers, four brothers, five, seven, and eight? You can send children with different personalities to different places!"
Emperor Ming Yan slapped her: "I still need you to teach me?"
While smiling, he picked up the sharp nail clipper on the table and looked at it: "This thing is good, why didn't you give it to me?"
"Huh? I didn't expect it," Yan Shiyue said: "It has been done a long time ago. It is just a small gadget and not worth giving away. I will ask the workshop to make more and sell them to the civil and military ministers anyway.
If I give it to them, they won’t say good things about me, so I might as well just raise the price and forcefully buy and sell it!”
Very cruel!
The prince couldn't help but interject: "What are your plans for this?"
"I don't know!" Yan Shiyue said: "Those people should be able to arrive tonight. Let's do the trial first. I think since these people are specialized in doing this, they should be able to come up with something.
Let’s take a look.”
She looked at Emperor Ming Yan: "Yeah?"
Emperor Ming Yan said: "Let's try it."
The prince asked: "How to interrogate, who should be called?" Yan Shiyue looked at him blankly, the prince coughed lightly and said: "Father, this person who can't be called Yue'er can't interrogate himself? It's against the rules, and those people will have to do it again.
Speak."
Emperor Ming Yan glanced at him: "What do you want?"
The prince said: "Leave it to Dali Temple for trial?"
Emperor Ming Yan said: "Yes."
Yan Shiyue said: "Is the Minister of Dali Temple reliable?"
Emperor Ming Yan said casually: "Why is he so unreliable?"
She said: "Don't you think he looks very much like a fish? The distance between his two eyes is so wide, and his eyes are very bulging."
Poof! Emperor Ming Yan instantly felt that he could not look directly at the Minister of Dali Temple!
Yan Shiyue finished cutting the hair for Emperor Ming Yan and smoothed it carefully. She grabbed the prince's hand and looked at it, then moved to sit down and help him cut.
The prince wanted to say that he could just ask his slave to cut it, but seeing that she was just having fun and enjoying it, he didn't say anything. He only said: "You can't make such a joke with others before you have enough friendship. It just shows disrespect."
."
"I know!" Yan Shiyue said: "I just told you secretly behind your back, just like I think Gao Shiming looks too much like Guan Guan, but I never said it out loud!"
Emperor Ming Yan: "..."
Prince: "..."
Ge Lao Gao Shiming has a round face, and his eyes are quite big, but the corners of his eyes are droopy, and the dark circles under his eyes are heavy... Not to mention, they look very similar!
Such an instant brainwashing description! The prince covered his eyes and groaned.
Emperor Ming Yan smiled and said: "Yueer's little mouth is really... really annoying when it's annoying, and really funny when it's funny."
Yan Shiyue said dissatisfied: "Aye has so many poems and books in his belly, why can't he praise me in idioms? I can have a beautiful face, a moonlight appearance, a beautiful heart, an embroidered heart, or anything else! Although I don't like others to quibble with me the most, but when they praise me,
exception."
Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty laughed and scolded: "You are so rude!"
The prince smiled and said: "Just say these eight words, Yue'er is worthy of it."
The three of them had lunch together before leaving. In the afternoon, the three prisoners arrived. It was said that Yao En died last year, so only Zhao Di, Zhou Dabai, and Sun Kang came.
Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty summoned the minister of Dali Temple and handed over the matter to him.
While the Minister of Dali Temple came to meet Yan Shiyue to hand over the matter, he was still wondering why the emperor looked at him so strangely just now.
So, is this matter a test for him? It involves important ministers in the court, and His Highness Fuyan personally handles the matter. No matter what, he must grit his teeth and never let others find fault!
Emperor Ming Yan, who just thought he looked like a fish: "..."
Yan Shiyue handed him Zheng Zhao's signed and signed confession, as well as Zheng Zhao himself, and then politely asked if he needed help.
Of course, the Minister of Dali Temple said that Xianguan was in great need of the Prime Minister's guidance and assistance. If the Prime Minister could help Xiaguan, he would be grateful. Then Yan Shiyue sent two dragon guards over to help him protect Zheng Zhao and the two.
Dali Temple Qing wants to cry but has no tears, okay?
He even wanted her to send two people with her. When the time comes, as soon as others see that they are hers, they will naturally not come to him to ask for favors or information.
But obviously, she didn't mean this.
The Minister of Dali Temple left crying.
Yan Shiyue felt light all over.
She put her hands behind her back and went to find her young prince.
It was a coincidence that when he went there, several people were encouraging Huo Qijing to compete with Lin Weixin.
Dare to provoke Huo Qijing? Tsk... isn't it good to be alive? Yan Shiyue felt inexplicably excited in an instant.
This matter was of course provoked by Lin Weixin.
He originally didn't think that this matter would be related to their family. Later, Lin Fujian confessed, and he had been trying every means to get in, trying to find out Zheng Zhao's identity. However, Huo Qijing had just arrived in the early Ming Dynasty, and Luxia was very clever.
, he couldn’t get in no matter how many shifts he changed.
In addition, I tried to seduce Yan Shiyue before, but failed to seduce him. I was angry and took the opportunity to provoke.
Huo Qijing didn't respond at first, but when he saw Yan Shiyue gone, he looked at him with bright eyes, obviously wanting to see it. Then he removed the knife and said: "Come!"
Lin Weixin is also good at martial arts and is considered very powerful among the Yulin army, otherwise he would not dare to provoke.
But all the masters are scum in front of Huo Qijing. When he fought Prince Gyatso, he used wrestling, but when he fought with Lin Weixin, he used martial arts, with punches and kicks, which was really beautiful.
Moreover, Lin Weixin kicked him aggressively, getting in front of him and kicking him back. This kind of move... is so handsome that he has no friends!
Yan Shiyue couldn't help clapping her hands and applauding.
The Yulin army next to them had restrained themselves due to her presence, but she took the lead in making noises, and there was a roar of applause immediately.
The battle ended soon after. Huo Qijing glanced at her and said, "Are there any brothers who want to stretch their muscles?"
Immediately, someone threw the sword and started using it.
Huo Qijing took care of several people in a row. The more people there were, the calmer he became.
When I saw him dealing with Lin Weixin, he fought back and forth with punches for a long time, but only then did I realize... Dare to be a lover is just for your wife. If you really want to deal with you, I can do it with one move.
The more Lin Weixin looked at him, the more he became ashen-faced. He gritted his teeth and turned away.
It's so lively here, and there are many female relatives in the adjacent courtyard looking over from a distance.
Zhao Xiangning, the eldest daughter of the Guangcheng House, whispered: "Aniang, the female voice that applauded should be His Highness Fuyan, right?" (To be continued)