I Just Won’t Play by the Book

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After choosing three, Jiang Beiran put down the memorial and looked to the side: "Qifu, go and send Zhang Jin to me."

"According to the order."

After Shen Qifu finished speaking, he immediately left the meditation hall and went on business.

Taking out a new memorial and opening it, Jiang Beiran shook his head and sighed.

Jiang Beiran once thought that the emperor's overnight correction of the memorial was due to the importance of government affairs, so he had to finish it quickly.

But when he corrected the memorials by himself, he found that these memorials were even better than those in the post bar [sign in] [Lanzhou biscuits] [pass by and top].

One of the memorials that annoyed Jiang Beiran the most was.

So-and-so Zhujin Ling: [Your Majesty, how are you? 】

So-and-so Zhang Zheng: [Your Majesty, how are you? 】

City Supervisor: [Your Majesty, how are you? 】

'I'm so good to your mother...'

And according to Master Shu, these memorials have to be politely replied with the sentence [I am very good] to go back, otherwise reply something else, or let them not submit such boring memorials in the future, it is easy to scare those people. Officials, let them panic all day long, so they have no intention to govern.

But Jiang Beiran doesn't care about this. He has no psychological quality at all. He is your horse's official, so as long as he sees this kind of memorial, Jiang Beiran will tell them not to present such nonsense again.

And I like being a weather reporter.

Supervisor XX: Remind Your Excellency, this is the weather in Yongli County and other places.

Sunny on the first day, rainy on the second day, rainy on the third day...

Then I really wrote about the weather conditions for a full month.

Jiang Beiran really doesn't understand what good reward this has? If you have a rain disaster, you can just say no to the drought.

In addition to this kind of pure "water sticker" memorial that made Jiang Beiran angry, Jiang Beiran was also disgusted by writing thousands of words to make a rainbow fart.

Because of all the memorials, there must be two dragon farts at the beginning, such as Qianqiu Shengshou, Wanshou Wujiang, Shou and Tianqi, always have a set first, and then add some praise sentences, which are just a few. A hundred words have passed.

But I'm afraid that after watching these rainbow farts, there is no real content behind, it's just a waste of time.

Usually after reading this kind of memorial, Jiang Beiran's first feeling is, 'I killed your horse...'

Now, although he has already said that officials from all over the world should stop submitting such memorials, there are always some who are far away who have not received the news, or think that their dragon farts are not good enough, and those who have angered the emperor are still submitting them. Such a memorial.

For example, this is the one in front of Jiang Beiran.

[The emperor issued the decree, and the servants are extremely grateful. It is difficult to accept it. The emperor's kindness is boundless. How to express it is difficult to express gratitude. The humble servant looks up to the grace of the emperor, the emperor, which is higher than the sky and deeper than the earth. , Entong recreates...]

Seeing this, Jiang Beiran felt that something was wrong. After reading the memorial in ten lines at a glance, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Good guy..."

This memorial was actually to thank him for the memorial that officials were not allowed to submit this kind of slapping horses again, and then he used slapping horses to express that he would not slaughter horses again in the future.

'Very good... Da Si Nong, right, I'll take you as a model next time. '

Throwing the memorial to the side, Jiang Beiran took a new volume again.

After half an hour, Shen Qifu ran back to the meditation hall, knelt down and shouted, "Your Majesty, Zhang Lushu is also waiting outside."

"Pass it in."

"According to the order."

"The biography ordered Zhang Jin to enter the hall!"

Following Shen Qifu's summons, a minister walked into the meditation hall and knelt down and salutes: "Wei minister Zhang Jin kowtows to His Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

"Take off the official uniform." Jiang Beiran said without raising his head.

Zhang Jin was stunned, somewhat inexplicable, looked up at the emperor, and then at the father-in-law beside him, but no one told him the reason.

"I don't know what Wei Chen has done, I'm offended..."

"Do you want me to say it a second time?" Jiang Beiran put down his memorial and asked Zhang Jin.

"Wei Chen... according to the order."

After Zhang Jin finished speaking, he got up and started to take off his official uniform. Although he was very angry in his heart, he did not dare to show the slightest on his face.

When Zhang Jin took off his official uniform, Jiang Beiran glanced at him and said, "Continue to take off."

Zhang Jin was startled again, but this time he didn't dare to say more, and took off the cotton-padded jacket inside.

Until Zhang Jin took off only a single shirt, Jiang Beiran said, "Shougui."

"The servant is here." Wang Shougui, who was next to him, responded immediately.

"Go and open the doors of the palace, open them all."

"According to the order."

Without the slightest doubt, Wang Shougui immediately opened all the doors of the Meditation Hall.

"hu~hu~"

One after another, the cold wind blew into the house in an instant. That golden body was a mortal body, and it was middle-aged. How could he withstand such a cold without wearing winter clothes, and he quickly curled up and shivered. stand up.

"Ah!"

When Zhang Jin sneezed for the first time, Jiang Beiran raised his head again and said, "Is it cold?"

"Cold..." Zhang Jin replied with trembling lips.

Throwing the memorial that was just next to Zhang Jin, Jiang Beiran shouted: "In the memorial you submitted, it is written that you hope to slow down the matter of cotton wool in Zhangyun County, very good, as long as you can kneel down to me like this. When I go to court tomorrow, I will grant your request!"

Zhang Jin widened his eyes suddenly, and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, this is not what Wei Chen wanted. It is because Wei Chen couldn't find so much cotton wool to supply the people for a while."

"Can't find it? If I can do this with someone else, how will you be?"

"Wei Chen...you know what's wrong."

"I'll give you seven days, if you can't raise any cotton wool, next time it won't be as simple as kneeling here and blowing air, step back!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty Long En, Wei Chen retire."

In Zhang Jin's memorial just now, the words can be said to be quite sincere, and there are various difficulties in expressing himself. If it wasn't for the system prompt, Jiang Beiran almost believed him.

'These dog officials, who have no ability, will cry poor all day long, what's the use of these wastes! ’

With a sigh in his heart, Jiang Beiran looked at Wang Shougui and said, "Close the door."

"According to the order."

When the wind gradually subsided, Jiang Beiran thought for a moment, and then continued to review the memorial.

"emperor."

Just when Jiang Beiran had just finished reviewing a memorial and put it on the table, Mu Yao came over and shouted a blessing to Jiang Beiran.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Beiran raised his eyes and asked.

"I... not, slave... slave..."

"If you don't want to call yourself a slave, don't force yourself to speak up."

After getting along during this period of time, Mu Yao's pride has been worn away a lot, except that she refuses to call herself a slave, she will also do other things that a palace maid should do.

"Thank you, Your Highness, Long En." After bowing towards Jiang Beiran, Mu Yao continued: "I have read a lot of books these days, but the more I read, the more confused I become."

"so what?"

"Tomorrow, when the emperor and Taifu are studying... can you let me participate?"

Glancing at Mu Yao, Jiang Beiran said with a sullen face: "Did I give you too many privileges and make you get carried away?"

Looking at Jiang Beiran's gloomy face, Mu Yao lowered her head in fright.

"Since you have read so many books, then I ask you, what is Taifu?"

Mu Yao replied, "One of the three dukes, the emperor's teacher."

"Then are you the emperor?"

"Can……"

"But what?"

Hearing Jiang Beiran raise his voice, Mu Yao instantly froze.

"Nothing, I know I'm wrong."

"Don't let it happen again, back off."

After Jiang Beiran finished speaking, he was about to continue reading the memorial, but found that Mu Yao was still standing in front of him and didn't leave.

"What else?"

Mu Yao clenched her hands tightly and kept silently saying in her heart, "He can't beat me, he can't beat me, he can't beat me..."

Then he raised his head and looked directly at Jiang Beiran, but when he saw Jiang Beiran's impatient expression, he broke down in a second and lowered his head again.

‘Really! Why! Recently, it has become increasingly difficult to talk to him on an equal basis. I must have been afraid that he would use my daddy to oppress me! So I really think of him as a big dad, yes! It's all Daddy's fault! ’

Convincing herself in her heart, Mu Yao said in a voice like a mosquito: "But...but I really want to learn, or...will you teach me, Your Majesty?" After finding that Jiang Beiran's face became more and more gloomy, Mu Yao said. Yao waved his hand and said, "I won't let the emperor teach you in vain! Can I change the line with a magic weapon?"

Hearing the word magic weapon, Jiang Beiran thought about it.

To say that this magic weapon is really not very good, since the last time he got two yellow-level magic weapons from the two big men of black and white in the Occult Moon Sect incident, he has not opened it for half a year.

If you want to practice it yourself, there are not enough materials and tools. After all, the materials and tools that can be used to practice magic weapons in the world are extremely rare, and extremely rare means that they are connected with danger.

Entering an auction house like Jiang Beiran can trigger the Earth-level option. If you take the initiative to find these good things, it is estimated that the Heaven-level option will be smashed in the face in minutes.

So when he heard Mu Yao say that the magic weapon was exchanged with him, he was still a little moved.

After all, the two yellow-level magic weapons he had obtained before were very much in line with his wishes.

"What magic weapon do you have?" Jiang Beiran asked.

Seeing Jiang Beiran let go, Mu Yao said, "Then let's have a negotiation, okay... You teach me first, and when I learn it, then go to ask the eldest father for a yellow-level magic weapon you want, what do you think? "

‘Want to be a white wolf in my empty gloves? ’

Holding back Mu Yao's face, Jiang Beiran said, "I also can't understand, you are the daughter of a demon leader, don't you have a magic weapon with you?"

"There is, but there is, but it is a mysterious magic weapon, and daddy won't let me give it to you."

'You fucking show off your wealth with me! ? ’

With a roar in his heart, Jiang Beiran despised these second generations countless times in his heart, even though he knew nothing, he could easily obtain a mysterious magic weapon.

'I am so handsome and can do anything, but it is more difficult to think of a yellow-level magic weapon than to ascend to the sky. ’

'It's not fair, it's not fair! ! ! ’

He refused to accept it, but Jiang Beiran was not willing to let the opportunity in front of him slip away, so he pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you sure you can ask your eldest father for a yellow-level magic weapon? Or is it in line with my heart?"

"Yes, yes, daddy hurts me." Mu Yao nodded vigorously.

"Well... Are you sure you want to use a yellow-level magic weapon in exchange for me to teach you the study of the emperor?"

"Yes, very willing!" Mu Yao nodded again.

'Wu Zetian from the other world, you...'

But Jiang Beiran is not afraid of Mu Yao usurping the throne, or if Mu Yao can replace him

It was too late for him to be happy to be the emperor.

Looking at Mu Yao's incomparably longing expression, Jiang Beiran finally agreed: "There is no evidence, I want you to sign it."

"it is good!"

I? After finding that Jiang Beiran's face became more and more gloomy, Mu Yao waved her hand and said, "I won't let the emperor teach you for nothing!" Can I change the line with a magic weapon? "

(The back is anti-theft content, there was no anti-theft yesterday... I just lost more than 1,000 subscriptions, which is helpless.)

Hearing the word magic weapon, Jiang Beiran thought about it.

To say that this magic weapon is really not very good, since the last time he got two yellow-level magic weapons from the two big men of black and white in the Occult Moon Sect incident, he has not opened it for half a year.

If you want to practice it yourself, there are not enough materials and tools. After all, the materials and tools that can be used to practice magic weapons in the world are extremely rare, and extremely rare means that they are connected with danger.

Entering an auction house like Jiang Beiran can trigger the Earth-level option. If you take the initiative to find these good things, it is estimated that the Heaven-level option will be smashed in the face in minutes.

So when he heard Mu Yao say that the magic weapon was exchanged with him, he was still a little moved.

After all, the two yellow-level magic weapons he had obtained before were very much in line with his wishes.

"What magic weapon do you have?" Jiang Beiran asked.

Seeing Jiang Beiran let go, Mu Yao said, "Then let's have a negotiation, okay... You teach me first, and when I learn it, then go to ask the eldest father for a yellow-level magic weapon you want, what do you think? "

‘Want to be a white wolf in my empty gloves? ’

Holding back Mu Yao's face, Jiang Beiran said, "I also can't understand, you are the daughter of a demon leader, don't you have a magic weapon with you?"

"There is, but there is, but it is a mysterious magic weapon, and daddy won't let me give it to you."

'You fucking show off your wealth with me! ? ’

With a roar in his heart, Jiang Beiran despised these second generations countless times in his heart, even though he knew nothing, he could easily obtain a mysterious magic weapon.

'I am so handsome and can do anything, but it is more difficult to think of a yellow-level magic weapon than to ascend to the sky. ’

'It's not fair, it's not fair! ! ! ’

He refused to accept it, but Jiang Beiran was not willing to let the opportunity in front of him slip away, so he pondered for a moment and asked, "Are you sure you can ask your eldest father for a yellow-level magic weapon? Or is it in line with my heart?"

"Yes, yes, daddy hurts me." Mu Yao nodded vigorously.

"Well... Are you sure you want to use a yellow-level magic weapon in exchange for me to teach you the study of the emperor?"

"Yes, very willing!" Mu Yao nodded again.

'Wu Zetian from the other world, you...'

However, Jiang Beiran was not afraid of Mu Yao usurping the throne, or if Mu Yao could act as the emperor for him, he would be too happy.

Looking at Mu Yao's incomparably longing expression, Jiang Beiran finally agreed: "There is no evidence, I want you to sign it."

"it is good!"

You must be able to discuss with your eldest father for a yellow-level magic weapon? Or is it what I want? "

"Yes, yes, daddy hurts me." Mu Yao nodded vigorously.

"Well... Are you sure you want to use a yellow-level magic weapon in exchange for me to teach you the study of the emperor?"

"Yes, very willing!" Mu Yao nodded again.

'Wu Zetian from the other world, you...'

However, Jiang Beiran was not afraid of Mu Yao usurping the throne, or if Mu Yao could act as the emperor for him, he would be too happy.

Looking at Mu Yao's incomparably longing expression, Jiang Beiran finally agreed: "There is no evidence, I want you to sign it."

"it is good!"

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