When Jiang Liu heard that his father was sued by the censor, his first reaction was:

"He doesn't care about so many unfair things in the world, why do we take care of our family affairs?"

Jiang Muyan's thin eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her tone was not very good. "The censor advised the emperor to observe all officials. If there are any illegal and moral matters, they will take care of them."

Jiang Liu's second reaction was:

"Is Wu Yunshan too ugly?" Then she was ridiculed by her father?

Jiang Muyan was slightly stunned and couldn't help but smile, "Mother, have you ever seen this Censor Wu?"

Yazheng's father Su Hanqing worked as a supervisor at the Censorate during his lifetime, so Yazheng was quite familiar with the situation at the Censorate. "Wuyun Mountain is an ordinary appearance and cannot be considered ugly. He was at the school of the Censor Jing Jiliang, and he couldn't rub the sand in his eyes."

"There are so many sand in the world, but he doesn't rub the big grains, but he just rubs the small grains of Dad." Jiang Liu clenched his fists. Wu Yunshan's eyes were not that he couldn't rub the sand, but that he had lemons in his eyes. "He wants to step on his father and make a reputation for himself. We must not let him go like this!"

Seeing the little girl's cheeks bulged up, Yazheng held back her smile and asked, "What should Liu'er do?"

Jiang Mujin immediately waved his fist, "Fifth sister, take out your might and carry a stick to chase him through eighteen streets!"

puff--

Jiang Liu's anger was ejaculated by his fifth sister. After working hard several times, he failed to successfully lift his face. The three sisters smiled so hard that their mother and Aunt San couldn't stop smiling. Jiang Xiaoshu, who was six months old, opened his mouth and drooled down while laughing. Jiang Liu leaned over and pointed Jiang Xiaoshu's face. Seeing Jiang Xiaoshu staring at him with his eyes, Jiang Liu also smiled happily.

After everyone laughed, Yazheng said, "The censor is a censor, and he can be heard and reported. The court allowed them not to ask what they said, but they would not blame him."

"Second Aunt, what does it mean?" Jiang Mujin asked.

Yazheng explained, "Although the Censorate is not sued, if someone stands outside the Taiwan gate to raise a lawsuit, the Censor will also collect it. If the case of the Censor can be impeached, the Censor will approve his name and listen to the heavens. If the person who sues the Censor says it is untrue, and the Censor will not be punished even if he is incorrect, this is the news."

Jiang Mujin understood and said in surprise, "Then it's too comfortable to be the official of the censor!"

"Most officials of the Censorate were born in poor families and studied for more than 20 years. They rely on their integrity and seek to establish their minds for the heaven and earth and for the people. Most of them hate evil and do not know how to adapt. They are the least likable among the officials." When Yazheng said this, he thought of his deceased father, "Although the news of the incident is not guilty, if the matter reported by the censor once is untrue, it will affect his reputation and will not be easy to gain trust from the emperor later. Therefore, after hearing the incident, most of the censors will find out the truth before they can reach the heavens."

Her father was discovered and killed by Hu Jianzhuang when he was secretly investigating Hu Jianzhuang's greed.

Jiang Muyan noticed that her mother was lost, so she held her hand and looked at her worriedly. Yazheng came back to her senses and nodded with a smile.

Jiang Liu understood, "The censor is the ear of Long Live. Long Live use the censor to find out the world's affairs!"

"Liuer hits the point with one word." Ya Zhengzan nodded.

Yan nodded, "Long live the censor's punishment, I don't want to be covered by someone's ears."

"But if you have earwax in your ears, you have to take it out, otherwise your ears will be blocked." Jiang Liu twisted his fingers and stood up and said, "Mother, Aunt San, Liu'er is out of the house."

"I'll go too!" Jiang Mujin jumped up and grabbed Liu's sister's hand. Yan hugged Jiang Xiaoshu, who was struggling to find her sister with a smile, and did not stop him.

Yazheng found a good reason for her little daughter and niece, "When you have dinner in the morning, your grandmother said she had no taste. You go out and take some delicious food to bring it back to honor her grandmother."

"Yes." The two girls responded and ran out of the yard happily.

When he arrived on the carriage, Jiang Mujin asked, "Sister Six, where are we going?"

"Go to the Xicheng Yamen to find my father." Jiang Liu threw a piece of sour plums taken from his mother's plate into his mouth, and his little face immediately wrinkled into a ball. It was so sour, and the taste of the pregnant woman was really unique.

"You have also heard what your mother said. The Censor's words and things can't be done with him. What can we do? It's better to take a few people to Wuyunshan's house to throw mud." Jiang Mujin rubbed his little hands, "The cow dung at home attracted a lot of flies, and it was just right to throw them out."

This trick is indeed good, but Jiang Liu has something better, she hehe. Unexpectedly, when the two little girls arrived at the Xicheng Yamen, Mr. Jiang Er went out to do business and had not come back yet. The two bought melons and sat in the carriage, waiting under the big locust tree by the roadside.

After being scolded by his elder brother and preached by the prefect, Mr. Jiang finally got out. He did not ride a horse, ride a car, or sway his fan, and walked back to the Xicheng Military Affairs Office step by step.

Mr. Jiang, who was holding a fan, walked slowly under the big tree on the street with his head down, which immediately attracted the attention of the people of Xicheng. So those who looked at the shop, sell melons, sharpen scissors, shop, and hold children... all surrounded him and asked his adults if they had encountered any difficulties.

Mr. Jiang raised his eyes, his face full of shame and self-reflection, "Just just now, an adult from the Censorate told Long Live in the morning court that I was incompetent in teaching my children. I thought about it carefully and I really didn't do well enough..."

"Nonsense!" He cursed when he was holding the child, "Adult, you can't teach the child well? He can come to ask Xicheng to find out who has a better child than your child?"

He rolled up his sleeves and shook the bright scissors in his hand, "Which bastard in the Censorate said, sir, tell the little old man, go find him!"

The seller of the melon handed a melon to Mr. Jiang Er, "Sir, take a sip of melon to relieve the fire. Long live the discerning person, so that he will not be fooled by this blind thing in a few words."

Everyone was talking and coaxing him. Mr. Jiang, who was holding a melon in one hand, still looked guilty, "Long live, although I am a good father and a wise minister, I can't blame the censor, because I am not doing it perfectly enough..."

"Sir, don't say that, you are perfect enough." Those who go shopping will never allow anyone to say bad things about Jiang Zexian based on them, and Jiang Zexian himself can't say it.

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Jiang Liu, who was eating melons in the car, saw her father being sent to the yamen by stars, and looked at each other with his fifth sister.

Jiang Mujin asked in a low voice, "Sister Six, do you think we still need us here?"

Why don’t you need it? Jiang Liu waved to Ya Yin and gave a few instructions like this.

Ya Yin ran into the yamen and passed the girl's words to Mr. Jiang Er, "Miss Six said, if the yamen was dispersed early today, you might as well go to the Censorate to personally thank the people of Wuda."

Mr. Jiang raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Seeing this, Ya Yin stepped forward and used the palm-shaped fan from Jiang Bao's hand. While fanning Mr. Jiang Er, he was curious and inquiring, "Second Master, the Censor has studied your book in the court. What do other officials say?"

Mr. Jiang snorted, "One of them is one or two. They either want me to help them raise their sons, or they want me to help them raise their grandsons."

Crow Yin...
Chapter completed!