The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 1213: Things on my mind
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November 23, the 34th year of Jiasheng
The Minister of Rites, An Zishang, and his wife both committed suicide at home. The Long Live Master felt deeply sorry for them and wrote an elegiac couplet himself, ordering that An Zishang and his wife should be buried generously.
On the same day, Long Live Lord issued an order to promote Chen Qingxuan, the Minister of Rites, to the position of Minister of Rites, making Chen Qingxuan the youngest first-rank Minister in the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
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Royal study room.
When Chen Qingxuan came in, he happened to catch up with Kong Wenmin going out. Kong Wenmin was leaving for Ninggu Pagoda tomorrow. He was here to say goodbye to Zhong Mingwei. Of course Chen Qingxuan also knew it. At this time, he looked at Kong Wenmin with a smile on his face. Walking towards me, it was inevitable that I felt a little uncomfortable. After Kong Wenmin left, I was afraid that we would not see each other again until February next year.
"What? Come and thank Long Live Lord?" Kong Wenmin walked up to Chen Qingxuan with a smile and asked casually.
"Well, I just received the imperial edict, so I came into the palace to express my gratitude." Chen Qingxuan said.
He had always kept a close distance from Kong Wenmin in the palace. He was pretending to be something, so he was naturally afraid of being found out, so when they met in the palace, he and Kong Wenmin were no different. It was just a nod. Kong Wenmin had a tacit understanding with him. He never bothered him too much in the palace. If anything happened, he would always come to him after leaving the palace. The two of them had always maintained this tacit understanding. But this time, Chen Qingxuan obviously didn't care about anything else. He stood in front of Kong Wenmin and couldn't bear to move his feet for a long time. In fact, he had nothing to say, and he really couldn't say anything in front of the guards outside the palace.
"When will you leave tomorrow?" Chen Qingxuan asked, looking at Kong Wenmin's hand on the handle of the knife and watching him rub the handle with his thumb. He knew that this was Kong Wenmin's habit and he was in a good mood. Or when he was having a bad time, he liked to rub the handle of the knife like this, but Chen Qingxuan couldn't guess what Kong Wenmin was feeling at this moment, but he was looking forward to Kong Wenmin in his heart. But he was in the same mood, just looked up at Kong Wenmin and smiled. Chen Qingxuan's mouth was open from ear to ear and the two rows of big white teeth were exposed. For a moment, Chen Qingxuan only hated the roots of his teeth and wished he could break them off one by one.
"Yes, we will leave before dawn tomorrow," Kong Wenmin seemed not to notice anything strange about Chen Qingxuan, and sighed with a smile, "I really didn't expect that with the glory of that boy Wen Jie, I I can go back to Ninggu Pagoda to celebrate the New Year this year, hehe, I feel quite happy when I think about it."
"Huh, hurry up! Go back and celebrate the New Year with your precious brother!" Chen Qingxuan simply didn't want to look at him anymore, and angrily wiped Kong Wenmin's shoulder and entered the royal study.
"Why is this kid angry again?" Kong Wenmin looked at Chen Qingxuan's back with a surprised look on his face. He scratched his head and walked out, "I haven't had time to tell him yet. Let him wear a thick coat tomorrow morning." I'm wearing a big cloak and rushing on my way." Kong Wenmin walked outside the palace, squinted at the haze in the sky, and said with emotion, "Look at this situation, it's going to snow."
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Inside the Imperial Study Room.
"Wei Chen pays homage to Lord Long Live, and wishes His holy blessing!" Chen Qingxuan entered the imperial study, walked to the dragon case, knelt down on his knees, and said respectfully, "Wei Minister, thank you for your holy grace, Lord Long Live. From now on, Wei Chen will do his best to serve Long Live Lord and lead the Ministry of Rites..."
"Okay, there's no need to say these words. I'm tired of hearing them. I'll just see what you do next." Zhong Mingwei took a sip of tea and interrupted Chen Qingxuan's words.
"Yes, I will definitely not disappoint Lord Long Live," Chen Qingxuan said hurriedly. While kowtowing to Zhong Mingwei, he got up from the ground and watched as Zhong Mingwei drank all the tea in his cup. He poured another glass for Zhong Mingwei before bowing and saying, "Long Live Lord has such trust in Wei Chen, Wei Chen is very grateful."