The Buddhist eldest lady travels through the leisurely life of ancient times

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Chapter 141 God Bless the Ming Dynasty

Mu Sheng has never been scolded by Master Yang, but I have heard many stories of him scolding others. The general who was having an affair with Yun Xi immediately sat upright when he heard Master Yang's name.

Yun Xi expressed curiosity: "Master Yang is very powerful?"

"Awesome! Mainly because he is old, already 83. I can't afford to offend him, I don't dare to offend him. I'll go out and have a look."

Mu Sheng was the first to arrive, followed by the old man. The general and Mu Xuan were both a little later than the emperor.

The emperor exempted the three of them from saluting.

"I'm here uninvited, and I'm not here to cause you any trouble."

I'm here because...

Hey, how should I say this? Is it to celebrate your great contribution to the imperial court? This is wrong. Although Mrs. Mu got the seed, it was Yun Zhen who planted it. And it was obvious that Mrs. Mu also planned to take credit for her father. If she wanted to celebrate, she should go to the Yun family.

Is that to meet Mrs. Mu, who is so lucky that it makes people jealous? You can't say that either. Even if he wanted to praise her, it should be the queen, not him.

Then tell the truth, I came here to eat, so where can I put my face?

Just as the emperor was thinking about his words, Mr. Yang spoke: "Old General, General, I'm here uninvited. Excuse me for disturbing you."

Old General Mu waved his hands repeatedly: "What to say, what to say."

Everyone was also surprised. Why have you become so polite? No, from just now to now, the old man has been very quiet. When he looked again, his eye circles were a little red and his mouth was a little trembling. Could it be that he was suffocating because he didn't call him about what happened last night? No, don't hold it back when you're old.

It's okay for us to get scolded a few times. You can scold us if you want.

Many of you here have higher official positions than Mr. Yang. Taichang Qing is a third-rank official, which is not the top rank in the capital. But people's age and qualifications are there. Everyone respects the elderly and will not compete with Mr. Yang for official positions.

The right minister explained: "Sir, it was too late yesterday, so I didn't send anyone to inform you of this matter. It's not that I forgot, but I wanted you to have a good rest. The days are long, so there is no difference between these two days." . You think so? "

In fact, I just forgot. The key is that Mr. Yang's job responsibilities have nothing to do with this.

Master Yang waved his hand. He really didn't care about this. His current performance was purely excited.

After such a big thing happened, who would remember to be angry? Not to mention that he is not angry anymore, even if someone scolds him now, he can still listen to it with a smile.

He can be regarded as someone who has witnessed history. He has witnessed the evolution from war to peace, witnessed the people starting to recuperate and live a better life little by little. Now he has witnessed the discovery of high-yielding crops, which may still be seen in his lifetime. If the people are well fed and clothed, the family has more than enough food and money, the children can read and become wise, and the people can be educated, then he will die without regrets.

He lives desperately and shamelessly refuses to become an official. Doesn't he just hope to see a prosperous and prosperous life?

Thinking of this, Mr. Yang became even more excited, with tears accumulating in his eyes, which shocked the right minister who had just spoken. The emperor has quietly ordered the guards to call the imperial doctor, who will be available at any time.

Although Mr. Yang is a bit annoying sometimes, he knows that he is sincere. Not only does he know it, but everyone also knows it. Otherwise, how could they tolerate him for so long? Isn't it just to see that although he has a bad temper, he is really a good person!

"There was a lot of commotion in the capital yesterday, and I heard it at home. I was worried all night and didn't sleep a wink all night."

After hearing this, the emperor felt very unbearable, and the ministers also felt a little guilty.

"Originally early this morning, I wanted to go to the palace to ask for an audience with the emperor, but I was worried that I would miss something, so I went to the Wang Xiang's house to wait. Later, when I heard the Wang Xiang said this, I was very excited, so I followed the king. The Prime Minister came here together. God bless the Ming Dynasty, God bless the people, and the people of the Ming Dynasty have a good life. I am really happy."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Just be happy!

Afterwards, they all smiled. Master Yang was right, this thing couldn't be better.

Mr. Yang then said, "Should we gather here first, and then go to Mr. Yun's house to thank him for his contribution to the country and the people?"

He wanted to go by himself, but he didn't know where Mr. Yun lived. No matter where you are, let's just follow the big troops.

Everyone: "..."

Well... yesterday they had thanked Yun Gong again and again. The emperor had already stated that he would make Yun Gong a Yimin Marquis. He would build a mansion for him in the next two days. He would not promulgate it until it was almost completed. will.

Therefore, they have already expressed their gratitude to Mr. Yun. Now it's time to show some love for your new crop.

Zuo Xiang said: "Sir, Mr. Yun was busy all day and all night yesterday. He has gone back to rest now. Let's not disturb him now. You will have plenty of time to communicate with him later. Today we are here at General Mu's Mansion. Look at the new grain. Yesterday's grain has been sealed and will be used as seeds, but Mrs. Mu brought some back earlier. Just in time for you to come, you will stay to taste it at noon. "

The emperor said to his ministers . He showed an approving smile, "Well said, please say more."

We have made it clear that we want to stay for lunch!

Mu family: "..."