Chapter 128: Heavenly Changes (Part 1)

Wei Mansion. Main House

Liu carefully took out the coat and put it on his husband. He had a gentle smile on his face that was well maintained.

"Husband, do you have breakfast here?" She asked softly after serving her husband put on his clothes.

Wei Yue responded casually, he didn't care much about where to eat breakfast.

But... he looked at his wife Liu, who was standing beside him. Although he was well maintained, he was in his early forties and was not as young as his concubines. Even the strength of his hands when serving him in his clothes seemed to him to be too heavy.

"Just let them serve. As a wife, you should have the style of a wife and don't do everything yourself." Seeing a few maids coming in with toiletries, Wei Yue said lightly.

Liu paused his hand, and did not dare to have any objection, and said, "I will go and ask the stove to prepare breakfast."

"Yeah." He still responded casually, and Wei Yue half-squinted his eyes and asked the young maid to serve him.

Liu seemed not surprised by this. She went out and called the maid down to arrange the maid. After giving the order, she did not go back to the room and stood in the outer hall to continue commanding the maid.

Although there was a young maid left in the inner room to serve, Wei Yue also gave the wife a face. Even if she loved the beautiful maid, she would not cause trouble in her wife's yard.

Liu knew that this was because of several children, and even so, she was already very satisfied.

Until Wei Yue came out of the inner room in neatly dressed, Liu smiled again and went up to meet him. The breakfast was placed on the table. After using some, Wei Yue left.

When I arrived in front of the palace, I saw that there were officials standing in front of the palace.

Wei Yue advanced with his head held high, and there were two guards behind him, with long swords hanging on his waist and following him step by step. Although he still stayed outside when he arrived at the gate of the hall, he met the warriors in the inner palace.

The king and his subjects went up to the palace steps, and someone shouted loudly: "The emperor takes his seat, all officials will be polite!"

After saying that, the ministers knelt down and Wei Yue was the first one.

The emperor ordered: "Show the Grand Sima."

At this time, the hall was filled with cigarettes, solemn and solemn. The people on the imperial throne were still in the ninth level, and they were slapped in the world. Wei Yue thanked him and sat down. He saw the ritual officials coming out to sing the ceremony, and all the officials stepped forward to kneel down.

Wei Yue had the privilege of not going to the court, not going to the palace, walking on the sword and walking on the palace, and paying homage to the praises.

Speaking of ancient etiquette, when the minister saw that the king had to go, he walked quickly. If he did not go to the court, he did not need to go quickly.

The ancients were not allowed to wear swords when they went to the hall. If they went to the hall, they would wear shoes and swords and go straight into the hall.

When a minister worships a monarch, he will be praised by his servants. If he does not have to go through this procedure, he will not need to go through this procedure. These three are a special courtesy.

At this time, sitting in the hall, for some reason, he suddenly lost his usual complacentness and felt that his mood had become much worse. This kind of emotion made him feel very irritated.

Da Da realized that he was in a bad mood, and the officials attending the court meeting were careful.

As soon as the singing squad finished speaking, a censor Yue Ban stood up, knelt down and kowtowed, and said, "Your Majesty, yesterday, a Grand Sima's servant galloped on horseback, stepped on dozens of people in a row, and three died."

At this time, everyone was shocked. Although they were domestic servants, beating dogs still depends on the owner. This person's behavior was obviously directed at Wei Yue.

The emperor pondered without saying a word.

The Minister of Rites was angry: "What are you doing with such a small matter above the main hall? Does it mean it other way!"

The censor kowtowed and said, "It's not just the people, but one official was also trampled to death. He was the eighth-rank Gongcao. Although this matter was small, all the officials in the court had their own dignity. If they were killed by a lowly slave, wouldn't it be that the following was the superior? The ministers were responsible, but they were just talking about the matter, not offside!"

After hearing this, Wei Yue was furious.

In the past, Wei Yue still gave the emperor a lot of face in public, and did not simply suppress the civil servants who criticized him.

Most of the accusations are tolerant, and this is also to attract people's hearts.

But at this moment, Wei Yue was furious and thought to himself: "I have been putting my wings for many years, but there are always some loyal Yan people coming out, which is really hateful."

In anger, he suddenly stood up, saluted the emperor, and sneered, saying, "Who are you, dare to say this? Come on!"

After drinking, a guard suddenly stepped forward and responded: "Here!"

This suddenly shocked the entire court. Although Wei Yue held great power, he usually followed the rules. Why is he so angry now and openly ordered the imperial guards?

Wei Yue was angry and said, "Detect this fang by stick!"

"No!" In the court, the imperial guard rushed up and dragged the envoy down. The place where he was killed was not far from the hall. Everyone in the quiet hall heard shrill shouts and curses on Wei Yue's ambitions.

No one dared to speak out again in the hall. The emperor, who had never seen these bloody scenes on weekdays, was so scared that his face turned pale and his whole body was trembling.

After a moment, the shouts became lower and lower, and finally there was silence.

A guard stepped forward and reported, "General, he has been killed by a stick!"

"Hmph!" Wei Yue's mood improved slightly. He was holding back an evil fire and quickly signaled the eunuch next to him to announce his retreat.

The eunuch standing beside him did not even go to see the emperor on the seat, but directly announced his retreat to the court as Wei Yue ordered.

Without looking at the officials looking at their eyes, Wei Yue took the lead in making a big stride to the palace.

"General, this is the new information sent from outside. Please check it out." When he returned to the mansion, a confidant general collected the information from his hometown some time ago, and placed it in front of Wei Yue.

General Wei took the tea cups sent by his servants, which were his favorite tea in his daily life. He sipped it gently, and the fragrance penetrated his throat and calmed down his restless heart.

"All these?" Wei Yue glanced at the things in front of him, and his voice was faintly heard.

Knowing that the general was in a volatile mood these days, even his confidant was careful to deal with it.

He heard his inquiry and said respectfully: "Yes, General, these are picked out and involve changes in the states and prefectures. They dare not detain them privately. The General will make a decision!"

"That's right." Wei Yue opened a few pieces of information and looked at it. He felt a lazy look: "It's just some useless information. I have already known these generals, so you'd better take it down... Hum?"

The page that the finger turned over was quickly turned back by Wei Yue, and the expression on his face became solemn.

"This is..." The information he is looking at is from Yizhou, not a secret: "Wang Hongyi is so bold. He has only been called a marquis for half a year, but he has called himself Duke of Shu?"

It’s not that the emperor’s role is getting smaller and smaller, the situation in the world is becoming increasingly turbulent, and the princes of various vassal states are becoming more and more blind. Wang Hongyi, the king of Yizhou, is so blatant, but there are still few.

Wei Yue frowned and stared at the information in front of him, with a deep shadow covering his face. Suddenly, he felt that he had found the source of his unhappiness.

As the authority of the court declines, what if he becomes the most powerful minister?

"Junior brother, I have received the news that King Hongyi of Yizhou has called himself Duke of Shu, and this matter is beneficial to us." In the mansion, Zhou Ji mentioned the news he learned to his junior brother Xungu, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Xungu's knowledge was no less than him, and nodded and said, "This matter is indeed beneficial to us. With the temperament of the general, this time, if he states the benefits of him, he will be able to make up his mind. If you do this alone, I will not go to the general's mansion with you."

"Is it possible for junior brother to contact other officials?" Zhou Ji asked.

Xungu smiled but said nothing.

Zhou Ji knew that this was the default: "Since that's the case, let's go out together."

"No." The two carriages left the gate one by one, left and right, and each left and left.

What was heading to the right was Zhou Ji's carriage. The carriage was walking on the road for a while and came to the gate of Wei Mansion.

The disciples were already very familiar with Zhou Ji. Seeing that he was coming, one of them hurriedly ran forward respectfully and asked, "Mr. Zhou, are you here to pay homage to the general?"

"Can the general be in the mansion?" Zhou Ji nodded and asked.

"Mr. Zhou, my general is in the mansion."

Zhou Ji felt relieved, which made him very pleased.

"General, Lord Zhou is looking for a meeting outside." Wei Yue was closing his eyes in the study room. When he heard someone report that Zhou Ji was coming, he couldn't help but open his eyes.

Sir is here?

Just as there was something to discuss with him, Wei Yue pondered for a moment and said, "Please come in."

"promise."

In the garden, the doorman who brought Zhou Ji in was leading the adult in.

"As for this, the general has been in a good mood these days?" As soon as he entered the Wei Mansion, Zhou Ji had already noticed that the atmosphere in the mansion was very depressing. There is no need to guess the reason for this phenomenon, it must be General Wei.

"Yes, Lord Zhou, you can go in later, but be careful. Several adults have been scolded by the general in the past few days." The doorman saw that there was no one around and said in a low voice.

Zhou Ji rarely smiled softly: "Thank you for the reminder."

"Master Zhou, General, please come over." At this time, a manager came over.

Seeing this, the doorman stopped and stepped back. Zhou Ji followed the manager and walked towards the study.

When he arrived at the door, the manager stopped and said to the door: "General, Lord Zhou has brought it."

Wei Yue's reply came from inside: "Sir, please come in. You should leave."

"No." The manager turned around, bowed to Zhou Ji and retreated.

The door was closed, and Zhou Ji pushed the door straight in, but saw Wei Yue cooking tea by himself. When he saw him in, he greeted: "Sir, you are here, sit there, the tea is ready, and you can taste it."

As he said that, he started to work hard on his own.

Zhou Ji knew his preferences, so he found a seat and sat down, watching Wei Yue cook tea by himself.

It is hard for outsiders to imagine that Wei Yue, who has a majestic appearance, would be so passionate about these elegant things.

After a moment, Wei Yue cooked the tea. Although the taste was not strong, the faint fragrance became even more attractive. Zhou Ji was in a certain mood. With this move alone, he knew that the general's morale had moved.

After all, the general is a general. No matter how passionate you are about these elegant things, you cannot cook tea yourself. You can cook tea yourself. There are only a few times in more than ten years of history, and there are still major changes.

After looking at the color again and checking carefully, my heart suddenly became shocked: "As soon as the court's aura declines, the dilemma of Wei Yue will be weak."
Chapter completed!