"It's not good, it's not good, young master, please wake up!"

Early the next morning, Xiao Zhengtai was awakened by Mingde's shout and a rapid knock on the door.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, he stood up and opened the door reluctantly.

"What's wrong?"

"Sorry, young master, someone is impeaching you in the morning. Your Majesty will order you to pass!"

Mingde came to report, panting heavily, and his nervous palms were sweaty.

"Do you know why?"

On the other hand, the young lady had a very calm expression and arranged her clothes calmly.

"I heard... it was the young master who you beat up, and now that person is lying in the Qilin Hall complaining, which has attracted the sympathy of many ministers!"

Mingde will report the situation truthfully.

Beating a court official is not a light crime!

"Hitting someone?" Xiao Zhengtai scratched his little head in confusion.

After a good sleep, I completely forgot about yesterday's events. After this reminder, I suddenly remembered, "Oh! I'm talking about Yan Le!"

That old Sepi actually wants to marry Yu Ji? Even if Fan Kuai doesn't take action, he will still stop her!

Don’t be afraid even if you are impeached a hundred times!

That old pervert just deserves a beating!

Yesterday, he was soft-hearted and spared his life, but today he even came to visit!

"Let's go, then go and have a meeting!"

Thinking of Yan Le's weird look yesterday, the young lady felt funny.

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"Your Majesty, the young master dared to beat the county magistrate just after entering the palace. If it continues for a while, we will probably lose our lives!"

Zhao Cheng stood in the Qilin Hall and bowed his hands to report.

"Yes, it was a happy day for Magistrate Yan to take a concubine, but he was beaten up by the young master for no reason. Although his life was saved, he probably will never be able to have children again!"

Feng Jie also made a report.

"Pfft..."

After he said this, many ministers present covered their mouths and snickered.

Yan Le is Zhao Gao's son-in-law. They have heard about all his virtues. They just want him to be unable to take care of himself!

But then again, beating a court official or beating a county magistrate at the feet of the emperor is not a light crime!

"Your Majesty, I ask your Majesty to deal with it impartially!" Zhao Cheng handed over his hand again.

"Well, okay, don't say anything anymore. I've sent someone to call Feiyu over. We'll know what's going on later!"

Ying Zheng leaned on the backrest and tapped the armrest rhythmically with his fingers.

There was no trace of worry, but rather a sense of looking forward to a good show.

That little guy has shown great talent in all aspects, but he doesn't know how adaptable he is, so I took this opportunity to test it out!

Although the child is naughty sometimes, he is also very measured. Ever since he entered the palace, he has never done anything too outrageous!

Last night, we also brought out the refined salt, saddles and stirrups and other artifacts that benefit the country and the people!

"Using this opportunity, I have something to show everyone!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand, and Jing Fu understood, took a piece of paper and a small paper bag from the dragon table and walked into the hall.

"Everyone, please take a look. This is the drawing that Feiyu studied yesterday. With this thing, the cavalry can be more stable on the horse!"

"As for another thing that is even more magical, it is refined salt!"

"Feiyu's purification technique can not only purify sea salt to this level, but also inland salt, and it can remove toxicity!"

Watching the ministers in the palace pass around the drawings and refined salt, Ying Zheng sat up with a slightly proud expression.

"What? These are all invented by the young master?"

"No one can purify table salt to this level. Even the fine salt in the palace is far inferior to this!"

"In all my life, I have never seen such fine and white salt. If I didn't tell you, I would have thought it was snowflakes in winter!"

"The young master is a great talent!"

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Every time the drawings and refined salt came into the hands of a minister, Ying Zheng could see their shocked expressions.

Everyone's eyes widened and their jaws almost dropped in shock!

First there was the plough, papermaking, and now there are refined salt and horse saddles. Taken individually, these are great achievements, let alone combined into one.

The drawings were circulated continuously, and everyone's expressions were almost unanimously shocked. This made Zhao Cheng and other impeachment ministers standing in the palace feel very guilty!

The original plan was to use them to take the lead, stir up emotions, and let other ministers see Yan Le's miserable appearance and join the impeachment army. This time, Ying Zheng would lose trust in that kid and the reform would be abandoned.

!

But...what's going on now?

Why does it seem that as soon as Ying Zheng revealed that thing, the target of the war immediately changed?

There were a few veterans who were willing to speak for them before, but why are they all gone now?

Everyone gathered together in twos and threes, all discussing saddles and refined salt!

What exactly is drawn on the picture?

The drawings were circulated among the ministers, but they were not given to those standing in the palace.

"Master Wang, let me have a look!"

When the drawing was transferred to a minister next to Li Xin, Li Xin couldn't help but be curious and discussed it quietly.

But he was a big boss and had a rough voice. Even if he whispered it, the whole hall could hear it!

Li Si covered his forehead, that was embarrassing!

We are impeaching someone right now, and you are still looking down at someone else's drawings!

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished reading yet!"

The key is that people haven't agreed yet.

Damn it!

Li Xin scratched his head crazily and kept cursing in his heart.

"Your Majesty, the young master has arrived!"

At this moment, Jing Fu's voice sounded.

Then little shota jumped into the door, "Father, you are looking for me!"

"Oh...ah..."

At the same time, Yan Le, who was lying on the main hall, suddenly burst out howling like a slaughtering pig.

"Ah...hand...hand...my hand!"

Originally, Yan Le was lying on the ground, pretending to be angry to win sympathy.

But after Xiao Zhengtai entered the door, he stepped on Yan Le's hand!

With his strength, even if this hand is not broken, it will be broken!

Yan Le desperately tried to pull back, but he couldn't pull back, as if he had been nailed to an iron plate by a steel nail!

"Who's talking? What hand? What's wrong?"

The young lady pretended to have a very innocent expression, shaking her head left and right and pretending to check, but she just didn't look at the ground.

"It's me, my hand...hand...!"

Yan Le's sharp and miserable voice echoed throughout the hall.

The corner of Zhao Cheng's mouth twitched, and it hurt to look at it. He quickly raised his hand and reported, "Your Majesty, have you seen it? The young master not only severely injured Yan Le yesterday, but also continued to slander him in front of you today. This is you

I take you in my eyes, but I, Da Qin’s laws, are not taken into consideration!”

"That's right, Your Majesty, the young master must be severely punished!"

Feng Jie also handed over his hand to report.

"What on earth are you talking about? Weird?"

No matter how the two of them played, the young lady pretended not to know, and even crushed Yan Le's hand twice with one foot.
Chapter completed!