After packing up the disobedient Zhu Yijing, Empress Corning put down the memorial as a weapon, and glanced at it by chance and frowned deeply:

"Sir! Count it carefully for me, how many words does this memorial contain?"

Zhu Yijing, who had just been beaten up, reluctantly got up, reached out and took the memorial on the table. Just after a glance, he felt like a big head.

The reason is nothing else. Apart from the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, benevolence, righteousness, and morality, just half of the amount has been written on many pages.

But the orders of his mother's mother had to be ignored. Zhu Yijing counted the words, and less than half of them had more than 10,000 words.

"How many words are there?"

Looking up, Zhu Yijing looked innocent:

"When I go back to the Queen Mother, it's only half of it, and it's already more than 10,000 words, and it's all nonsense like the benevolence, righteousness and morality of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors."

After a moment of silence, Empress Corning couldn't help but get angry:

"Enjing! Go and bring Long Shilang Xuan into the palace, let the guards reward him with thirty boards, and tell him that if he reports these memorials that waste time next time, I will let him accompany Wu Qinming!"

Enjing, who was watching his heart outside the palace gate, suddenly heard the empress’s order. She was shocked and hurriedly knelt down at the wooden door, and honestly clasped her fists and replied loudly:

"Enjing accepts the order!"

Then, Enjing stood up from the ground, showed her eyes to You Shenglan and Yazi, who were not with her company if she had something to do, and hurried out to the outside of the palace.

Watching Enjing leave, Ya Zi and You Shenglan looked at each other. Seeing You Shenglan who took the initiative to move away, Ya Zi was not very angry, and continued to smile and approach the palace gate, wanting to listen more carefully.

Just as she took a few steps, she was pulled by You Shenglan and her clothes were behind her collar.

At the sight of Ya Zi, You Shenglan pulled her back and listened silently to the movement inside at a safe distance.

In the palace, Empress Corning, who had arranged the fate of the Long Shigong, took a deep breath, sorted out her own fluctuating emotions, and then returned to the back of the table to start to correct the memorials.

Zhu Yijing didn't say much about this, but still brought a small stool and was about to sit and stare blankly.

Seeing his appearance, Empress Corning sighed in her heart, and finally had to correct the memorial while taking the initiative to speak:

"You should have guessed Ya Zi's identity?"

He smiled and turned around, Zhu Yijing said to himself, "My mother, you finally spoke:

"Yes, a member of the Assassin Organization, that is, a member of the organization that assassinated your mother on New Year's Eve."

The brush in his hand stopped for a moment, and Empress Corning couldn't help but squint her eyes:

"How many have you guessed?"

"Oh, first of all, this assassin organization should have been controlled by the royal family, right?"

"……continue."

"Secondly, the first assassination on New Year's Eve should have been arranged by the Queen Mother himself. For the purpose, one can eliminate some uncontrollable unstable factors in the assassin organization, and the other can also take this opportunity to play. After all, there is no turmoil in the assassination process.

“…What would you do if you were asked to come?”

"I?"

Pointing at himself, Zhu Yijing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

"My words will be resolved from the source. There are at least three principles to be followed: no assassination, no seduction, and no bribery."

After hearing this, Empress Corning was a little difficult to understand:

"Why is this?"

"Well... To be honest, I was very puzzled by these three rules at the beginning, but after a long time, I now understand the meaning of these three iron laws.

People who can be bought by us will be bribed by others, and people who can be seduced by us will be seduced by others. The risks of using them are actually greater than the benefits obtained. People in charge of intelligence work must have firm beliefs. Only such people will not be bribed or seduced. The intelligence agencies composed of such people have great power.

Therefore, the knife in their own hands must have a belief that they do not act for money, so they cannot see any clues from the economic situation, and they will not suddenly have frequent contact with strange beauties. As long as they do not speak, no one can see any abnormalities in their daily lives.

But they have a heart that dares to sacrifice. Once necessary, they will send out the information regardless of everything. How much energy does such a person have? Do you understand the Queen?"

After carefully considering what Zhu Yijing said, Empress Corning seemed to have realized something:

"With an ideal and belief, you can slowly develop subordinates who are completely loyal to you... This method is interesting, it is too time-consuming and the cost of trying it is too high.

My generation must have no energy to do anything, so let it be for you to try it yourself.”

A smile was on his face, but Zhu Yijing had other thoughts in his mind.

Our generation?

It’s better to be good. If you don’t have a high position, you won’t be able to cultivate useful forces.

Shenglan can try it, after all, her personality charm is much greater than mine.

Thinking of something else in my mind, Zhu Yijing did not forget the serious matter in his eyes:

"Since that's the case, Queen Mother, please give Yazi to your son minister."

"Don't even think about it."

However, what surprised Zhu Yijing was that Empress Corning actually directly rejected his proposal:

"The child Yazi is the chief intelligence collector of the organization. His own light skills are also ranked first in the Ming Dynasty. If I give her to you, what should I do with my assassin organization? Do you want to be a headless fly?"

Yoho.

He even asked me to catch a big fish?

Realizing the preciousness of Ya Zi, Zhu Yijing was even more reluctant to let go, so he simply stepped forward and grabbed Empress Corning's sleeve:

"Don't do this, Queen Mother, I'll give her such a good person. I promise to play the greatest role. Queen Mother can always trust her, right?"

"hehe."

Empress Corning sneered and took the cuffs back from Zhu Yijing's hand:

"If you have something to do, I will be fine. What do you think, little bastard?"

Seeing that Empress Corning had no intention of letting go, Zhu Yijing thought about it and simply raised his right hand wrapped in layers of yarn:

"What about this? The Queen Mother has not praised her son's minister yet. Can you use this line break for rewards?"

Seeing Zhu Yijing's palm still oozing out of blood, Empress Corning, who wanted to continue to reject it, couldn't help but feel soft:

"You...forget it, since that's the case, I'll leave it to you when I have nothing to do. When I have something to do, I should requisition it."

"Thank you, Queen Mother."

Zhu Yijing stopped when he saw it, and put down his palms obediently.

"Okay, don't get upset in front of me, go back."

Waving his hand impatiently, Empress Corning signaled that Zhu Yijing could leave, and Zhu Yijing got her approval and naturally left the hall happily.

Listening to the sound of the wooden door closing, Empress Corning looked at the report that Enjing handed him before Zhu Yijing came in, and was amused and crying about the record of the quarrel between him and the eldest prince above.

After a long time, Empress Corning put down the report in her hand and leaned on the back of the chair and sighed quietly.

If I hadn't killed his biological mother in front of my second child, what's going on now...

Will it be much better?
Chapter completed!