Chapter 227: Poisoning the Crown Prince to Death
“What’s wrong with the councilman?” Zhang Ronghua teased. There wasn’t any wind last night, so why was one of his front teeth missing? “You don’t have to worry!”
He flung his sleeves and left with his men with a gloomy face.
Lu Junxiu closed the door and said, “Milord, do you need this subordinate’s help?”
“You can?”
Lu Junxiu shook his head. His attitude was worthy of affirmation.”No! However, he could learn it and share the burden with the adults.”
“You may leave!”
“This subordinate will take his leave!”
Zhang Ronghua carried the stack of memorials and placed them on the desk. He sat on a chair and dipped a pen in ink. He was about to deal with the memorials. He was not dissatisfied. These were all qualifications that would be used in the Ministry of Personnel’s assessment in the future.
The more He Wenxuan sent over, the better his qualifications would be. When that day came, he would be scared to death.
Flipping open a memorial, he was about to deal with it when a light drizzle fell from the sky. Since morning, there had been a little sunlight. Now, the sky was covered in dark clouds, and the wind was getting stronger. It finally rained.
Outside the window was the corridor, so there was no need to worry about the rain blowing in. The breeze blew, and it was cool and comfortable. The brush moved like dragons and snakes, forming its own style. His calligraphy had also reached the sixth realm of Dao, and the words he wrote were majestic and beautiful. After dealing with a memorial, he put it aside and dealt with the next one.
His speed was very fast. If others saw it, they would think that he was writing nonsense. Otherwise, it was impossible for him to be so fast. However, he had a lot of knowledge. Some cases were in his mind. Now that he was using them, they appeared on their own. Then, according to the different matters reported in the memorial, he slightly polished them. A feasible suggestion was already out.
He was also a martial artist with a strong body and was also a soul master. It wasn’t strange at all for him to have such speed.
Unlike some scholars, whose energy and body couldn’t keep up, there were also some small problems that were naturally dealt with slowly.
Two hours later.
Zhang Ronghua put down his brush and hung it on the brush rack. He had finished dealing with the stack of memorials. He stood up from his chair and stretched his body. A loud clatter could be heard.
He poured a cup of tea. The tea was covered by the lid and rippled. His gaze landed on Ding Yi. He had cultivated until now and the medicinal power of the ginseng was about to be refined. He could wake up at any time.
Halfway through the cup of tea, he ended his cultivation and stood up from the ground. His face was filled with excitement. He could not help but want to share the joy in his heart. He hurriedly rushed up and said, “Brother, my body has already recovered by 70 – 80%. In a few more days, I will be able to fully recover.”
His right hand clenched into a fist, and he threw it at the air.
His strength was sufficient, and he was no longer as weak as before.
“This is a good thing.” Zhang Ronghua nodded with a smile.”
“When my body recovers, we’ll go to the Education Bureau. The girls who came last time have been staying until now. If I hadn’t paid the deposit, they would have thought that I stood them up!”
Looking at the memorials on the table, he asked,””Did He Wenxuan send another memorial?”
“Yes.”
“Never in his dreams would he have thought that he was giving his brother experience. ”
Unable to hold it in any longer, Ding Yi burst out laughing. He picked up another memorial and flipped through it. He had already dealt with it and placed it down.”Are you done?”
Seeing his eyes shine as if he had seen money, he could guess what was going on.
“Go!” Zhang Ronghua said angrily.” “I’ll be back soon!”
Ding Yi quickly ran away after saying that.
After a while.
He took two people and asked them to put down the books and send them away. Then, he closed the door and said impatiently, “Brother, it’s done.”
Zhang Ronghua stood up from his chair and looked at the pile of books. They were all blank. There were a total of 200 books. The size was the same as last time. He took a pen and began to draw.
There were three paintings in a book, and the rest were written in words. The descriptions were very accurate.
He used some time to finish drawing all of them. He hung the brush on the brush rack and anxiously took out a Sumeru Bag from his bosom and handed it over.
Zhang Ronghua took the Sumeru Bag and put all the books into it before throwing it to him.
“Wait for my good news!”
Looking at the disappearing figure, Zhang Ronghua didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. It wasn’t like he didn’t have money.
He continued reading.
He didn’t ask someone to send the stack of memorials over immediately. If he sent them over now, He Wenxuan would think that he would be able to handle the memorials very quickly and that it wouldn’t be a problem for him. If he didn’t send them over next time, how would he increase his seniority?
He had to wait until it was almost time to send the memorial over.
The daily life in the Scholar Hall was also very simple. Li Daoran was about to be transferred, and the work fell on him. Other than serving the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, there was nothing else to do. It was even easier than lazing around in the Eastern Palace.
Now that Lu Junxiu was keeping an eye on him, if the people below wanted to do anything, they had to see if they could hide it from him. Even if they could get past Lu Junxiu, they still had him. They could not cause any trouble.
A pot of tea and a book. He had been busy all the way until the end of the day. Ding Yi had not returned yet, so he should be dealing with those books.
He called Lu Junxiu over and asked him to order someone to send this pile of memorials to the Heaven Secrets Pavilion. After changing his clothes, he walked out.
The drizzle had already stopped in the afternoon.
On the ground, there were some bumps and puddles of water. As soon as he arrived at the Vermillion Bird Gate, a person from the True Dragon Palace, who seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, came up to him and greeted him with cupped fists.”Greetings, Manager Zhang!”
I dont know him!
“You are?” Zhang Ronghua asked..