He leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, tapped the table with his fingers, and looked at Yun Zhensong thoughtfully.
Mo Ye didn't speak any more, but casually opened the book in Mo Zongran's hand.
For a while, the atmosphere in the imperial study was a little dignified.
Yun Zhensong couldn't figure out what Mo Zongran was thinking, so he didn't dare to show his breath, and hurriedly lowered his head and waited for Mo Zongran's answer After a long while, he just laughed softly.
"Yun Aiqing, do you really want to be a deputy capital envoy?"
"Back to the emperor, the old minister really thinks so."
¡ª¡ªJust thinking about it!
After all, Amin has analyzed it, and only this method seems to have a way out.
Only by retreating into advance can he regain a round!
If General Yang hadn't spilled urine today, he wouldn't step down from Duke Ying's position even if he was beaten to death. He would rather die in this position, okay? !
"Since you sincerely want to be the deputy capital envoy, I will grant you!"
Mo Zongran made a final decision, "Su Bingshan, draw up an order!"
Yun Zhensong's heart tightened.
Woohoo, he is not reconciled!
If the emperor persuaded him a little bit, maybe he would deny the matter because of his uncertainty.
However, the emperor didn't even have a word of persuasion. On the contrary, he changed from Ying Guogong to a small deputy capital envoy with such a straightforward and neat way!
Even, looking at the smile on Mo Zongran's face, Yun Zhensong couldn't help but wonder in his heart¡ªcould it be that the emperor wanted to kick him from the position of Duke Ying a long time ago? !
So today without hesitation, he granted his request? !
Yun Zhensong wanted to cry but had no tears.
"What? Yun Aiqing thinks that the position of Deputy Capital Envoy is too high? Do you want to lower it?"
Mo Zongran said "understanding", "If you think this position is still too high, it doesn't match your virtue. Then, I can continue to lower it for you!"
Germany does not match?
Your majesty, this is no longer connotation of him, it is already a direct slap in the face!
It's scolding him that he is not even worthy of being the deputy capital envoy!
Yun Zhensong choked, "Your Majesty"
"Wei Chen, Wei Chen thinks that the position of the Imperial Envoy is very good! Very good!"
He squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.
The person in front of him is the emperor!
The emperor's words are hard to follow - if he is really made to be an official lower than the vice capital's imperial envoy, today's pissing revenge will be avenged, and it is not Yun Zhensong who is embarrassing? !
"Since it's good, why don't you thank me?"
Mo Zongran looked at him sideways.
Yun Zhensong squeezed out a few words between his teeth, "Old minister, old minister, thank you Lord Long En!"
His Majesty Xie demoted him to a small deputy capital envoy
Although this is the imperial envoy, he is actually not considered a petty official.
But Yun Zhensong was pulled down from Ying Guogong's position, from the first rank to the third rank, falling from the clouds is not so miserable!
However, he begged the emperor for all of this
Yun Zhensong was crying, how could he look like Xie En?
It clearly looks like a mouthful of shit!
Su Bingshan prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Mo Ye was the one who drew up the decree.
Mo Zongran sat on the sidelines with his face propped up and watched Mo Ye draw up the decree, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "I have been emperor for many years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a situation. I actually asked to be demoted."
"Interesting! Really interesting!"
Has this old bastard Yun Zhensong been kicked in the head by a donkey?
It just so happened that Yun Zhensong was also in the imperial study.
Therefore, after Mo Ye drew up the imperial decree, Su Bingshan read it out on the spot.
Later, he handed the imperial decree to Yun Zhensong, "Mr. Ying Oh no, Mr. Yun, accept the decree!"
Yun Zhensong: ""
Over the years, I was used to being called "Ying Guogong", and suddenly changed from Ying Guogong to "Master Yun". For a while, Yun Zhensong really couldn't accept this huge change!
He reluctantly accepted the imperial decree, and kowtowed to thank him again.
The feeling of being stuffed with shit is even stronger!
Seeing that he reluctantly stuffed the imperial decree into his arms, Mo Zongran yawned lazily, "Yun Aiqing, I have granted your request."
"at the momentIt's getting late, and I'm about to take a lunch break"
The implication is that Yun Zhensong is going to be kicked out!
On weekdays, not to mention that Mo Zongran chased people away, just watching him yawning, Yun Zhensong would also take the initiative to resign, not daring to disturb Mo Zongran's rest.
But today
He had two requests for entering Miyamoto.
One of them is to advance by retreating, begging Mo Zongran to demote him;
Second, take this opportunity to ask Mo Zongran to severely punish General Yang!
Now that the first "wish" has been fulfilled, the second one has not yet been spoken, and the emperor is going to drive him out? !
So, Yun Zhensong bravely and thick-skinned, knelt on the ground and couldn't get up, "Your Majesty! This old minister has a small request, but I ask the emperor to be the master of this old minister!"
He howled again.
Mo Zongran frowned, and looked at him displeased, "What do you want?"
Yun Zhensong: "That's right, it's General Yang who poured urine on the old minister's door!"
Does the emperor have a bad memory?
Didn't he cry about this just now?
Why did the emperor forget it in the blink of an eye? !
"Oh! So it's because of this incident!"
Mo Zongran suddenly realized.
Seeing that he remembered, Yun Zhensong said cautiously, "Your Majesty, no matter how bad the old minister is, he is the emperor's personal envoy to the deputy capital! General Yang is slapping the emperor in the face by doing this!"
Hearing this, it seems like he is raising himself up, daring to be equal to Mo Zongran!
After all, when will his face be compared with Mo Zongran's? !
Su Bingshan's expression on the side changed, and he let out a low voice in displeasure, "Did Master Yun drink too much?! How dare you say such rebellious words in front of the emperor?!"
"No, the old minister means"
Aware of his slip of the tongue, Yun Zhensong anxiously wanted to explain.
But the more I tried to explain, the more confused my mind became.
He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, his face was flushed, and he scratched his ears and cheeks, but he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time!
Fortunately, Mo Zongran didn't argue with him.
He waved his hand, and said "magnanimously", "Yun Aiqing is just too anxious, I believe I didn't intend to offend me."
Yun Zhensong breathed a sigh of relief, nodded hastily, "The emperor is wise! Veteran dare not offend the emperor!"
"Just, Your Majesty"
He wept with a sad face, "That General Yang is really too rampant! Today he poured urine on the door of the old minister, and was watched by passers-by I am afraid that the neighbors in the neighborhood will laugh at our ministers who have no quality at all!"
"Since that's the case"
Mo Zongran glanced at him, and said in a deep voice, "This Yang Aiqing is really crazy! She should be punished!"
He slapped the table and ordered out the door, "Come here! General Yang please enter the palace!"
Seeing this, Yun Zhensong lowered his head, and the smile on his face became more and more smug.
It's a pity that he lowered his head and didn't see the sarcasm flashing in Mo Ye's eyes (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com