Silent Crown Chapter 422: The hot title
Just as he was in a cold sweat and in a daze, Ludovic's voice was faintly heard in his ear.
After listening, his face changed. After a long time, he spoke with a hoarse voice: "In view of Ye Qingxuan's identity, according to the Third Amendment Act, the case is now pronounced to be transferred to the Aurora Empire for processing."
The mallet fell.
He got up with a dejected expression and hurried away, never looking back.
The noise sounded, everyone was shocked by the explosive news, and for a moment, they didn't even react. However, after they reacted, they looked at Ye Qingxuan's eyes very strangely.
What is going on with this guy?
In everyone's eyes, Ye Qingxuan has become a human-shaped shit-chucking stick.
Unfortunately, wherever I went, what happened, and whoever met.
When we arrived at Avalon, Avalon’s political arena started a major earthquake, and when we arrived at Auschwitz, Auschwitz encountered the invasion of natural disasters. Before arriving in the Holy City, the Faith Department had lost its face, and now even the Holy Wheel Court could not stand it.
People who meet him lose their reputation and face when they are a little better, and they just die without a place to bury them, or even live better than death...
Oriental people say that life is guilty of greed of wolves, lonely star of the gods, and the so-called humanoid natural disaster is nothing more than this, right?
Ye Qingxuan's expression suddenly became complicated as he listened to all the rumblings. He even heard a person in the bishop's robe in the auditorium tell the person next to him:
"Let our people pay attention in the future, don't deal with this guy, have you heard?"
"..."
Ye Qingxuan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
At this moment, Maxwell's expression is also very complicated, but fortunately, after all, he has seen so many winds and waves. Although the unfolding of the matter is so sudden, he can still survive.
He looked at Mr. Hu, who was standing awkwardly beside him, with a complicated expression: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Hu's turn is not to comfort me."
"To be honest, I don't know anything about this."
Mr. Hu sighed: "I just reported Ye Qingxuan's condition to the emperor. I hope Angelu will not blame me for troubles."
"Angelu cannot change Ye Qingxuan's identity. He is the blood of heaven and man after all." Maxwell said: "Although from the perspective of Minister Angelu I don't want to have anything to do with Aurora, but I Personally, this is a good thing."
"Thank you for your understanding." Mr. Hu smiled and gave his hand.
"To each other." Maxwell nodded: "But I have one more question. I hope I can get an answer from Mr. Hu."
"Huh?"
Maxwell looked at him and asked every word: "Aurora, what are you going to do with Ye Qingxuan?"
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"Yehouye."
The **** Zhao pulled Ye Qingxuan aside and said to him: "Your Majesty has another oral message for you."
"Oh."
Ye Qingxuan nodded, but the **** Zhao had a serious face, and he didn't mean to speak at all. He was taken aback, then suddenly nodded, "Uh, do I need to kneel?"
"Your Majesty said, go to the village as the custom is." Eunuch Zhao said slowly: "It is enough to give the gift of sight."
So Ye Qingxuan knelt down on one knee and lowered his head.
The **** Zhao nodded and took out a palm-sized box from his arms and opened it. Amidst the fine sound of the friction of gears, the trembling sounds of the machine springs gathered together noisily. In the end, they overlapped each other, turning into a cold and indifferent one. Female voice.
"Ye Qingxuan, I just know about you."
The voice in the box said indifferently: "If you are young and ignorant, if you are the first offender, you will be punished with 400 households and you will not care about it.
Although Jincheng is happy, it is better to return home early. Since you are the son of the Ye family, it is not like you are always floating among the nations. Go back to China in two years, you will always inherit the things of the Ye family.
That's it. "
The sound stopped abruptly.
"It's over?" Ye Qingxuan raised his head and asked.
The **** Zhao nodded: "It's over."
"And then?" Ye Qingxuan asked.
"Then? Then you like Master Hou." Eunuch Zhao said his hands: "Our family will leave for the country tomorrow. I wonder if Master Hou will be with our family?"
"Uh...may I not follow along?"
"Look at what you said, can I still force you to fail." Eunuch Zhao smiled and handed him a jade medal: "This is your voucher, don't lose it. I will live tonight. Embassy, if you change your mind, you can come to the embassy of Aurora to find me at any time."
The **** Zhao really seemed to be a good person, bowed, turned and left.
When Ye Qingxuan reacted, he would have drifted away.
Then he heard Mr. Hu's voice behind him.
"Take a step to speak?"
He froze for a moment and nodded.
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After the Holy Wheel Court, in the quiet courtyard.
Ye Qingxuan walked among the green plants with the scribe in white.
"I haven't thanked Mr. Hu today."
Ye Qingxuan said: "For me, my husband took a lot of effort."
"Don't blame me for being troublesome. To be honest, I didn't expect it to be such a big noise."
Mr. Hu scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "Moreover, even if I don’t get along, you will be fine. Today is just a preliminary trial. There must be a deeper card in Maxwell’s hand... Although the number of meetings is not Many, but I think there is something unknown that guy hasn’t brought out."
Ye Qingxuan smiled, did not speak.
"I will leave in a few days. After all, when I came to the west, my most important mission was to find Ye Lanzhou."
Mr. Hu sighed, "For so many years, Ye Lanzhou has not found his son but found his son. I should return to China... I am floating outside, I am afraid that many people are not happy."
Speaking, he took a thick note from his arms.
"These are some of the movements I have collected for you. Most of them are piano scores. The Nine Heavens Ring Pei is a good piano. Don't let it down."
Ye Qingxuan took the piano score and didn't know what to say, but he felt a sense of sorrow.
I have benefited a lot from Mr. Hu for a long time, and even break through the barriers of knowledge and vision has to rely on him to wake up. He even spared no effort to help himself collect oriental music scores that are hard to see on the market. The notes are heavy, almost all handwritten, I am afraid Mr. Hu had prepared this gift long ago.
"When will you leave?" He said, "I will see you off."
"No, you are now Master Hou. It’s not a good idea to give me a gift." Mr. Hu shook his head: "If you go back to the East, I’m afraid you will be copied by those very boring Qingliu in several books. There is a heart. That's enough."
"Master Hou?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly: "To be honest, I still can't accept the reality that I suddenly become a Marquis. Moreover, the name Changyuhou is so hell, just like the Earl of Glamorgan, it sounds uncomfortable. "
Mr. Hu smiled.
"Gao Yu Guan is awkward, and Chang Yu Pei is Lu Li; Fang and Ze Qi are mixed, but the quality is still not lost." He said, "You must understand what your Majesty means."
Ye Qingxuan looked dumbfounded: "What do you mean?"
"..."
Mr. Hu was stunned for a long time, and his expression became embarrassed: He just remembered that the young man in front of him grew up in the west, and the book bag he was hanging was just like a duck...
"This sentence comes from an ancient article." Mr. Hu explained: "It roughly means: wearing a high crown and a slender pendant. Even if the spice is mixed with the silt, the purity of the quality will not be corrupted."
Ye Qingxuan listened, still a little confused: "It sounds like your Majesty encourages me to be a good person?"
"Almost."
Mr. Hu's tone is very meaningful: "You have to be a good person, but whose good person are you?"
"..." Ye Qingxuan continued to be confused.
"Oriental things, you must have heard of them here too."
Mr. Hu said faintly: "Over the years, as your Majesty grows up, the voice of the people calling for the regent to return to power has become higher and higher. On the surface, the relationship between your majesty and the regent seems to be harmonious, but in fact, there is a secret conflict. It’s getting worse and worse.
Folk children’s songs and rhymes say: the emperor has no way, Bai Heng is born, Kuangfu Sheji, distinguishes between turbidity and clearness...
Bai Heng's guilty controversy is clearly to be revealed. If it weren't for the status and righteousness, there are ministers in the court who defend the orthodoxy, I am afraid that your Majesty would have been brutally murdered.
Longmai nine surnames have been passed down to this day, and there are still six remaining, three of which have already belonged to the Bai family. If it is not for Bai Heng's intentions, I am afraid that the persuasion table is ready. "
Mr. Hu paused and stared at Ye Qingxuan: "Now, do you understand how hot your title is?"
Ye Qingxuan asked: "Your Majesty wants me to support her?"
Mr. Hu nodded, "Even if there is only one empty shell left in the Ye family, there are countless people willing to recognize the name. As long as you are willing to go back to the east, you can revive the family even if you lie down. You just need to lie down for the rest of your life. Crazy childbirth in bed is enough."
"...To be honest, I am looking forward to such a life of mixed food and death."
Ye Qingxuan smiled bitterly, and looked sad: "However, I think Bai Heng must hate me now."
"You only know now? Since your news came back to the East, you have been in his eyes." Mr. Hu shook his head, "What's more, for him, you are definitely not just a successor to the Ye family. That's it."
"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan didn't understand~IndoMTL.com~ It's not too early for you to say that you don't know. I can only tell you that Bai Heng's identity is by no means as simple as a rebellious courtier. Over the years, I have been guessing that he might be some kind of..."
Speaking of this, Mr. Hu paused for a while, and then stopped talking. In the end, he turned into a helpless wry smile: "Forget it, it is only annoying to say that these chasing things are only annoying."
Ye Qingxuan was silent, and asked after a long time: "Does Mr. Hu don't want me to go back to the East?"
"I don't know."
Mr. Hu shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "After so many years, I sometimes feel that the East is a huge quagmire. Young people like you have nothing to do with it and should have a free life.
But sometimes I feel that other places are not much better... You see, the whole world is like a pot of overcooked lamb soup, even if you pinch your nose. "
"So, if you don't go back, you decide." (To be continued.)