Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 101: It is my father who is being punished, what does it have to do with me?
In Kyoto, the time for officials' morning court sessions and their shifts were different.

The morning court session began at the beginning of the morning hour. When all officials came to attend the morning court session, it might not be daybreak when they arrived at the palace.

The time for duty in the five ministries, six departments and nine temples is around the hour of Chen, which is more than an hour away from the morning court.

Today's court meeting ended quite late, and Ji Hengyi waited outside the palace until it was over before going to report for duty, which actually wasted quite a bit of time.

When he arrived at the Zongzheng Temple, all his colleagues in the ministry had already arrived and were sitting behind their desks. They were a little surprised to see Ji Hengyi coming just now.

"Why is Xin Ningbo late?"

An official who was familiar with him greeted him and asked curiously.

Ji Hengyi answered casually: "I drank a few cups yesterday, so I got up late this morning."

"Humph, you have money to drink, but no rice to cook?"

Such a sarcastic remark came out of nowhere, causing Ji Hengyi, who was originally distracted, to suddenly come to his senses and become furious.

But when I looked around, I couldn't see the person who had just spoken.

This made Ji Hengyi feel helpless.

It must be that my wife sent the maid to borrow grain from other families, making a fool of herself!
He is the Earl of Xinning and the nephew of the current emperor. Yet he has to borrow food from other people. Doesn't he have any shame?
It's just that I've been unlucky these few days. Wait a few days... just a few days. What's wrong with being patient?
Ji Hengyi was thinking about whether to sell the maid at home, but he was a noble after all, and he didn't even have a servant to serve him. Was he going to have to do the laundry and cooking by himself?
And although the maid was a little skinny, she was still a symbol after all...

"Forget it, why think about these things? If I finish what the Third Prince ordered, will I lose my reward?"

Thinking of the reward from the Third Prince, Ji Hengyi immediately became excited.

He pretended to be calm and looked around the hall to make sure that Zhao Qian'an was not there, and the ugly guy next to him was not there either.

The door of the bookcase in the ministry was also closed, and there was no annoying sound of abacus beads.

Ji Hengyi felt relieved. It seemed that what Mr. Gao said was true. Zhao Qi'an was really ordered to stay at home and reflect on his actions.

This time, he was not in a hurry.

After all, Zhao Qi'an was suspended for three days. Three days were enough for him to dispose of some unsafe things in the library.

If you think about it calmly, he put a lot of effort into the accounts in the library, and ordinary people can't tell at all.

I was just intimidated by the scene that Zhao Qi'an brought yesterday!
"But after all, this is something that the Third Prince has sent someone to instruct me to do, so I should be more cautious." Ji Hengyi sat behind his desk, glanced at the other people in the Ministry, and thought to himself, "There are still many people in the Ministry right now, so it won't be too late to go into the library to deal with it after the shift is over in the afternoon."

Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard the old duke's laughter coming from outside the ministry hall.

"Oh, Zhao Sicheng is so polite..."

"It's not that I'm being polite. After all, this is where my master sits. If it's not grand, what will happen if it ruins my master's mood? Even if the court has just issued an edict to reprimand him, can this matter be done?"

"Yes! Why not? I am not bragging. Although all the officials in the court are in high positions and have great power, I am the only one besides Prime Minister Wu who can deliver the memorial to His Majesty... No, I will go to see the emperor in person and explain it to him in person!"

While they were talking, two people walked into the hall one after the other.

Duke Yingguo Ji Liyuan's face was full of smiles, and his wrinkles were almost blooming. He had no trace of the distress and sadness he had just been reprimanded for. Instead, his face was rosy and full of light, as if an old tree in his home had bloomed. And the person next to him...

When Ji Hengyi saw the person next to the Duke of England, he stood up suddenly, pointed at the person, and said in astonishment: "You... why are you here?!"

Gou Xiangxi squinted his eyes, glanced at Ji Hengyi, and said with a fake smile: "What do you mean by Xin Ning Bo? Why can't I be here?"

Ji Hengyi said angrily, "Didn't the court issue an order to reprimand Zhao Qi'an? He was suspended from his post for three days to reflect on his mistakes. How can you leave the palace before the three days are up?"

"Yes." Gou Xiangxi spread his hands, looking calm, "It is my master who was reprimanded by the court. What does it have to do with me, Gou Xiangxi?"

Ji Hengyi opened his mouth, but was speechless and stunned for a moment.

Yes, the superiors asked Zhao Qian'an to reflect on his mistakes for three days and not to leave the house, but they did not say that Zhao Qian'an's staff also had to reflect on their mistakes.

The scene was momentarily awkward.

Ji Liyuan coughed lightly and tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, Hengyi, you sit down too. We are all colleagues, so be friendly."

This sentence made Ji Hengyi's face turn red immediately.

He was a nobleman, a sixth-rank official, and an earl... When could an inferior official be considered a colleague of his?

This dog is worthy?!
Ji Hengyi just couldn't lose his temper because the person who said this was his grandfather, Duke of Yingguo, Ji Liyuan.

He had no choice but to swallow his anger and said to Ji Liyuan, "Grandpa, no matter what, Zhao Qi'an has been suspended from his post, and you let the clerks around him work in the ministry. Isn't this taking advantage of the situation? If the censors knew about it, they would come to the palace to report you again."

Ji Liyuan looked at Ji Hengyi and felt that this nephew, whom he used to like, now looked like a nobody.

Although Ji Hengyi calls Ji Liyuan "Grandpa", he is actually not Ji Liyuan's biological grandson.

Ji Liyuan is the eldest son of King Guangqing, and Ji Hengyi's grandfather is the second son of King Guangqing.

Even so, the two are still from the same family and have a close blood relationship, so Ji Liyuan has taken good care of Ji Hengyi over the years, and it was he who found a way to transfer Ji Hengyi to the position of temple secretary.

But now, the Zongzheng Temple finally had a God of Wealth, why is this guy always at odds with others? Always trying to trip others up?
What if the God of Wealth is driven away?
Thinking of this, Ji Liyuan's face turned cold: "Don't worry about it. Mr. Gou is not here for official business. He is here to donate to our Zongzheng Temple and repair the temple."

Donate? Repair the temple?
Ji Hengyi was stunned.

Ji Liyuan didn't care about Ji Hengyi's reaction. He walked around him and said to everyone, "Please stop your work. I have something to say."

"The five ministries and six departments above the imperial court repair their halls every ten years, except the Zongzheng Temple, which has never been repaired since the Tianwu calendar. Now Zhao Sicheng can't bear to see his colleagues working in this dilapidated hall, so he is willing to personally fund the repair of the Zongzheng Temple. This will not cost the Ministry of Revenue money, and I think the imperial court will have nothing to say. What do you think?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the officials in the Zongzheng Temple were immediately excited.

Yesterday, Gou Xiangxi said that he wanted to build a department hall, but most of the people present didn't listen. Even if they heard it, they just thought it was talk. Who would have thought that he would be so decisive and resolute in his actions!
Everyone is happy except one person who is unhappy.

Ji Hengyi was shocked. If the ministry was under renovation, would he still be able to enter the library and change the account books?

My throat is inflamed and I am on IV drip at the hospital during the day. One chapter is a little late. Please forgive me.
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