The battle at Wanfu Inn was quite a bit of a sudden, but the response was not great. The Nine Gate Admiral issued a closing report, which attributed the case to the "blood droplets" who died in the inn and colluded with theft of Prince Cheng's property inside and outside, and even the case was settled by a stolen Prince Cheng's house. If it were usual, such a major case that more than a dozen people died might have spread to the capital for a while. But in the limelight of the prince's favor, such a case did not even have a bubble, and it was completely obscured by various public recommendation rumors. No matter whether it was the Fourth Master who suffered a loss or the Eighth Master who failed to take advantage of it, they were not willing to cause trouble again. As for Hongqing who had benefited, he was also happy to make a fortune in silence. The forces of the parties all made a cold attitude towards the matter, and the matter turned over silently.

On April 11, 2018, the fourth day of the public promotion, the tepid rhythm of the book was finally broken. In one day, more than 200 memorials flew into Changchun Garden like snow, and all of them were protected by the Eighth Master. At the same time, various versions of rumors began to spread throughout the capital, saying that the Sacred Heart was secretly Xu Eighth Master, and there was also Taoist priest Zhang Mingde who criticized the Eighth Master, saying that the Eighth Master was noble and said that the Eighth Master was not spoken, and the king had a white aura, and it was white. As someone was the ruler, there were also a group of old ministers who had retired from the Eighth Master and other veterans who had retired went privately to contact the Eighth Master. The court trend changed drastically in a row. For several days, the court officials who were still watching had published the book, and the governors and governors of various provinces also rose up and responded. For a while, the Eighth Master was in high hopes and the limelight was unparalleled.

"Qing'er, go in together."

At the door of Changchun Garden, the third master who had just got out of the sedan chair did not hurry to go to the garden gate. Instead, he stood there for a while, then frowned and looked at Hongqing who was already following him, and gave a simple command, his tone was full of bleakness. It was nothing else, and he was all caused by the Eighth Master's voice. Even Chen and Li had repeatedly given the eighth Master's judgment that the eighth Master would not do anything, but the third master's mood was still very sad and he had to force himself to work in the department. After a few days of torture, he was already haggard and young.

"Yes, the child obeys the order."

Hongqing knew what the Third Master was feeling, but she didn't plan to make any more suggestions. She had already said what she should say. The Third Master himself couldn't let go of the knot, and even if the gods came, there was no way. Because of this, Hongqing just responded respectfully, and there was nothing else.

"San brother, morning!"

"The third brother is here."

"Ha, I'm waiting for you."

...

Today is the day when the public recommendation is over. The brothers arrived in Changchun Garden early and gathered outside Chunhui Hall to wait for the news. When they were bored and chatting, they all started to greet each other when they saw the third master and his son arrived.

"You guys are all old."

The third master was very worried, but he didn't show any timidity at the moment. He bowed and returned a greeting with a smile.

"The third brother is full of spring breeze today. I think good things are coming soon. Haha, I will congratulate you first."

Lao Shi always didn't like the Third Master. Seeing that the Third Master's eyes were deep, he seemed to have been upset these days. He felt very happy in his heart. He laughed and ridiculed the Third Master.

"Hey, Brother Ten is right, Brother Third is blushing. This is a sign of happiness, good, very good."

As soon as Lao Shi finished speaking, Lao Jiu also stabbed the third master in a slight manner and said.

"My brothers, wait a moment. Brother Rong Wei went to the book and we will talk to each other again."

The Third Master was already angry, and when he was stimulated by the Ninth Master and the Tenth Master, he became even more angry. However, at this moment, he was not as good as these two guys. He had no choice but to pretend that he didn't understand the sarcasm in the words of the two masters, and then left a scene with a smile, and then led Hongqing to Chunhui Hall.

"Sir, please see the prince."

Chunhui Hall is now the office of a group of great scholars. It is the time to summarize the principal. All the people in the hall are busy. However, when they see the third master and his son coming in, everyone dare not be rude. Zhang Tingyu, Ma Qi and others all stood up and treated each other with their respects.

"You guys are kind to you. Xiao Wang has been plagued by the ministry these days and has not had time to do it. He has not been able to apply for the book earlier, but he has to worry about it."

The third master smiled and returned a greeting, then shook his hands, took out a yellow silk cover from his wide sleeve, held it in both hands, and handed it to Zhang Tingyu.

"Prince, Your Majesty has an explanation. If you send the memorial to Ruijingxuan directly, you can send it to Ruijingxuan."

Zhang Tingyu did not reach out to receive the note handed over by the third master, but instead owed his lower body respectfully and answered politely.

"Oh? Well, then Xiao Wang will take the lead."

The third master obviously didn't expect such a saint to be heard, and his heart couldn't help but jump, but he didn't ask too much, but nodded with a smile, took the clone back into his sleeve, explained the scene, and then led Hongqing out of Chunhui Hall and went straight to Ruijingxuan.

"Your Majesty has an order to meet Prince Xuancheng and Qingbeile."

After the third master and his son arrived in Ruijingxuan, he handed over the sign of invitation as usual. Soon, he saw Qin Wuyong hurriedly out of the inside and announced the old man's oral order.

"My son (grandson) received the order to thank me. Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

Although the third master and his son had their own thoughts, the etiquette they should do was to be fulfilled. After they all thanked each other, Qin Wuyong accompanied him into the garden gate and walked deep into Ruijingxuan.

"The son (son) bowed to the Emperor Ama (Huangmafa)."

Fang Yimen entered Ruijingxuan's study room and saw the old man lying comfortably on the rocking chair, holding a leisurely book in his hand, watching leisurely. The third master and his son did not dare to neglect themselves, and each rushed to the front and paid a visit together.

"Well, the third brother is here, let's just stay calm."

Hearing the sound, the old man put down the idle book in his hand, looked up at the third master and his son, waved his hand with a smile, and shouted warmly.

"Thank you Emperor Ama (Emperor Mafa) Long."

The third master and son kowtowed to thank him, and then each stood up, all standing with their hands down, looking as if they were listening to the instructions respectfully.

"Third brother, have you planned all your guaranteed capital?"

The old man seemed to be in a good mood, and the smile on his face was very warm, and he didn't feel too much, so he just started to focus on the topic.

"If you go back to Emperor Ama, I will pay my deposit here. Please review it."

When the old man asked about this, the third master did not dare to delay any delay. He quickly took out the note from his sleeve and raised it high above his head.

"Well, are you protecting Yinreng?"

The old man waved his hand, and the little eunuch who was serving him at the side handed over the third master's note to the old man. The old man flipped it over, then suddenly sat up straight, looked at the third master with a burning look, and asked with displeasure.

"The emperor Ama Mingjian, I thought that the reason why my second brother acted was wrong was because of the eldest brother's nightmare, and it was not his original intention. Therefore, I still protect my second brother."

The person the third master really wants to protect is himself, but he dared not say this, so he could only make a look of fear and trepidation. According to Mr. Chen's explanation, he explained sincerely.

"Well, Qing'er, where are you? Who are you protecting?"

The old man did not comment on the Third Master's explanation, but just said without objection, put the Third Master's note on the few sons beside him, then turned his head and looked at Hongqing, and asked with a smile.

"If you go back to Emperor Mafa, I am Mama."

When the old man heard the question, Hongqing hurriedly bowed, shook his hands and took out the fold from his sleeve, raised it high above his head, and answered unambiguously.

"Oh? What's the reason?"

When he heard Hongqing's words, the old man was stunned. He looked at the third master suspiciously, then looked at Hongqing again, and then suddenly laughed, and did not give an order to pick up the memorial, but asked with interest.

"Selecting virtuous people does not avoid relatives."

Hongqing came prepared and answered the old man's question very neatly.

"Oh? Hahaha..."

After hearing Hongqing's words, the old man was immediately amused and laughed.

"The emperor Ama Mingjian, Qing'er's report was not the instructions of the son minister, but the son minister..."

The old man smiled happily, but the third master was a little overwhelmed and hurriedly fell to the ground and stammered and wanted to explain.

"It's okay, I said that if you protect me or not, it depends on everyone's wishes. Qing'er is willing to protect you. That's also the filial piety of the Son of Man. Is it good to think about it?"

Before the third master could finish his words, the old man waved his hand generously and exposed the matter indifferently.

"Xie Huang Ama Kuanren."

The third master has a small structure, but he is not a stupid person. At this time, how could he not see the old man’s true intention? The big stone hanging in his heart has fallen to the ground, but he dare not show it, so he just thanked him respectfully.

"Well, Qin Wuyong, go and see if Hengchen has summarized the guaranteed banknotes, and you are waiting to see the results."

The old man did not take the third son's guaranteed capital, but suddenly stood up, walked slowly behind the copywriting, lifted the hem of his robe, and sat down, with a slightly solemn expression.

"twitter!"

The old man had an order, how could Qin Wuyong dare to delay going? He quickly agreed to the promise and hurriedly left the study. After a while, he had already accompanied Zhang Tingyu and four eunuchs holding a large fold of memorials and turned out from behind the screen again with Zhang Tingyu and four young eunuchs holding a large fold of memorials.

"I'm going to see Your Majesty."

As soon as he saw the old man sitting upright, Zhang Tingyu dared not be too negligent. He quickly grabbed the steps and gave a big gift in a regular manner.

"Well, have all the results you want come out?"

The old man did not shout, but asked a straightforward question.

"If you say to your Majesty, I have already sorted out the list, but there are still some other provinces' memorials that have not arrived."

Zhang Tingyu kowtowed, then shook his hands and took out a fold from his wide sleeve and raised it high above his head.

"Send it up."

The old man nodded with praise, without saying much nonsense. With a wave of his hand, the little eunuch who was waiting beside him handed over the note from Zhang Tingyu to the old man.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!