The evil king protects the short

Chapter 61
There are four types of memorials.

Zou Shi Zhe, Zou An Zhe, Xie En Zhe and He Zhe.

Once the memorial has been read, Zhu Zhu will be required, and Zhu Zhu means quasi-recorded and read.

Zong Zehong usually discusses the memorials with the officials in the morning court the next day after the review, and some of the papers that do not need to be discussed will be returned, and some will be collected.

The memorial, which was supposed to have the emperor's seal and Zhu Zhu, suddenly turned into a plum blossom paw print, which shocked the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty.

Holding a certain fox with a sleepy face, Zong Zehong went to the court hall in a good mood early the next morning.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live..."

As soon as he entered the hall, Zong Zehong noticed the memorials hidden in the sleeves of some veterans.

"Everyone's family is flat."

A trace of sharpness flashed in the dark black eyes, Zong Zehong sat down majesticly with an appearance of "I knew it".

"What's the matter?"

Zong Zehong swept away the officials with a cold expression.

"Your Majesty, I have something unclear."

As soon as Zong Zehong finished speaking, Li Zhongkui, a bachelor, stood up respectfully.

"Play!"

Sitting on the dragon chair, Zong Zehong squinted his phoenix eyes slightly, staring at Li Dashi, stroking the drowsy little phantom fox.

"There is no verdict on this memorial, but only a plum blossom paw print. Your Majesty, who did this and what is its meaning?"

Li Zhongkui didn't dare to raise his head, but he could hear the displeasure and surprise in his words.

"Your Majesty, the minister also played."

"Your Majesty, the minister's memorial is also the same."

"emperor……"

... University scholar Li Zhongkui started, and other ministers stood up one after another to ask Zong Zehong to explain their doubts.

Looking coldly at the important officials, Zong Zehong was not angry and prestige.

He didn't express anything, and calmly watched a group of ministers yelling, until the fox who was supposed to be asleep in his arms suddenly woke up, and slowly, they stopped.

"The quarrel is over?" He suddenly stood up from the dragon chair, and stared at the people in the lower ranks.

what's the situation?Being held in Zong Zehong's arms, Ni Ling looked at the group of embarrassing old officials below, and looked at Zong Zehong.

Wow, quite imposing!The people in this hall were all shocked by Zong Zehong.

"I ask you, is the quarrel over?"

Zong Zehong's steady and powerful cold voice echoed in the hall.

In the next second, all the officials knelt down.

"The minister is guilty, the emperor spares his life!"

"Your Majesty, the old minister just has some doubts, please ask the Emperor to explain."

Only Li Zhongkui risked his life to speak out, and he was not afraid of angering Zong Zehong and losing his head.

"Explanation?" Zong Zehong raised his eyebrows, "The plum blossom paw print is Zhu Zhu, and this is the explanation."

After Zong Zehong's words fell, the officials turned pale with shock and discussed one after another. They couldn't believe it, but no one dared to speak out.

"Do you still have questions?"

"The old minister has it." Suddenly, the right minister stood up, emphasizing every word, "The memorial is a document made by the Taizu at the beginning of the founding of the country, and only the monarchs of the past dynasties can read and review it. Your majesty, where did this paw print come from? "

Before Zong Zehong could answer, Ni Ling in his arms raised its little claws high, chirping loudly.

I!I!it's me!

The little face was filled with joy and quite proud.

The ministers saw that their emperor did not answer, but what they got was the barking of a white fox. For a while, they looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Chirp!" Seeing no response from a group of old men, Ni Ling yelled again, telling you that I printed it, don't you understand?
Zong Zehong jokingly looked at the little guy in his arms whose excited expression turned depressed and annoyed, and was thinking about whether to help it.

at this time……

Li Zhongkui raised his hand tremblingly, pointing at the little magic fox.

"Difficult...could it be...yes..."

(End of this chapter)