How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

Chapter 288: Eating, drinking, defecating and enjoying a leisurely life, playing the role of Emperor

Shen Yuan is one foot taller than the ministers, but his evil side is ten feet taller than them.

Perhaps they were dissatisfied with the prince's insistence on listening to the nonsense of the enlightened sage, or perhaps they were expressing their anger at the deliberate targeting in the court. The ministers had been writing memorials desperately during this period, as if they wanted to finish writing all the memorials in their lifetime, and they stuffed them into Xie Jinyu's pockets like taking out the garbage.

Xie Jinyu, who had reviewed memorials for two lifetimes and had reviewed them enough, wanted to quit and go to Jizhou to hug Xie Chengze to prolong his life.

Shen Yuan couldn't handle the task alone, so he finally set his sights on the hair of Empress Cao and the two princes.

You can't be bald alone.

Xie Chengze will laugh at you.

Cao Qingran, who was packing her bags in Kunning Palace, preparing to flee after the crown prince ascended the throne, was stuffed with a thick stack of memorials by someone sent by Shen Yuan, who said, "Special times call for special measures. Please help the queen and protect the people of Jian'an."

Cao Qingran: ...

Please don’t approve memorials!

Xie Shoujun in the Wude Hall was wiping the black dragon red tassel long spear in his hand and was about to practice a new spear technique in the courtyard when he saw several eunuchs file in, carrying several boxes of memorials, and said to him:

"Your Highness, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that you are idle in the Wude Hall anyway, so why not write your comments on these discarded memorials to avoid your calligraphy becoming rusty due to not writing for a long time."

Xie Shoujun: …

Just writing the word "阅" counts as practicing calligraphy? If you want him to clean up the mess, just say so!

Inside Yufu Palace.

Concubine Rou was applying nail polish with great relish when a few palace maids brought in a few trays of memorials. They said to Concubine Rou with a bitter face, "Your Majesty, Lord Shen sent someone to say that these memorials are for the Third Prince to practice with and should be sent to the Crown Prince as soon as possible after reviewing them."

Concubine Rou: ???

Is the East Palace crazy? They actually let Zi Miao review the memorials?

Is it a test?

Are you afraid that Yufu Palace will support the third prince and fight for the throne?

As if she had seen a hot potato, Concubine Rou was so scared that she quickly stepped back and screamed, "Take it away! I can't approve it even if I die!!!"

The maid continued with a bitter face, "Lord Shen sent someone to say that the East Palace is too busy to handle it. Even the Queen and the First Prince were forced to clean up the mess. Your Highness is a prince, so he can't shirk his responsibility."

Concubine Rou immediately pricked up her ears, "The Queen and the Crown Prince also approved it?"

"That's what I said." The maid nodded.

Concubine Rou touched her chin and waved her hand, "Okay, you guys go down."

She got up and went to the West Hall of Yufu Palace, ready to discuss with Xie Zimiao, but she didn't find anyone after a round. Xie Zimiao didn't like to have maids and eunuchs serving him, and he was very independent and opinionated, so he rarely asked about Concubine Rou. As a result, Concubine Rou couldn't find anyone to ask where Xie Zimiao had gone.

Finally, he strolled to the bedroom, pushed the door open, and found a letter on the table.

A letter from your mother herself?

Concubine Rou opened the envelope in confusion, and her face suddenly turned dark when she saw the words on it.

[My beautiful and generous mother, Xiaobai and I have gone to Pingcheng to help my second brother with a small favor. Please don't worry about me.

If you care about me, please send someone to the Hu Family Bank in the capital to transfer money to the account in the name of Xie San. I will be very grateful! 】

Concubine Rou: ...

Thank you! Son! Miao!

You secretly went out to play without bringing your mother with you, you are such an unfilial son!!!

Concubine Rou returned to the East Palace in a rage. After sending away the palace maids, she anxiously circled the pile of memorials for a few times, holding her arm and stroking her chin in thought, "What should I do?"

How about she help to fool around?

But she also doesn't know how to review memorials... She only knows how to eat, drink, defecate and enjoy a leisurely life, and stays in the harem to play the role of Emperor Jian.

Concubine Rou scratched her head and glanced at the small ornaments that the second and third princesses brought over during their daily visits, and immediately an idea came to her mind.

Emperor Jian was too lazy to find a new scholar to teach the princess, so he simply let these two children and Zi Miao take the same classes for the princes. The academic performance of the three was similar, so they were definitely qualified for the job!

Concubine Rou immediately stood up, changed her clothes, and went out.

……

Pingcheng.

In late spring, the woods in the distance are already lush and green, with some tender new green and some deep and thick dark green, as if the Creator has splashed ink on the mountains, gradually transitioning to the pale yellow of the earth, bordering the blue-white of the stone road, and occasionally new green emerges like an elf, playful and natural.

On the long winding official road, the trees on both sides rustled in the breeze. At the end of the road, a magnificent city gradually came into view. Horse-drawn carriages of civilians and merchants came and went, and from time to time a cart pulling a large bundle of wood would enter the city.

The government wanted to build cars, so it completely relaxed the logging policy outside the city. Many people saw the business opportunity and wanted to go into the mountains to cut wood and earn some money.

Some people also spotted the business opportunities of these people. The queue was slow and people were inevitably tired and thirsty, so vendors opened tea stalls on the side for people to rest and quench their thirst temporarily.

Just as a commoner was walking towards a tea stall, preparing to order a cup of cold tea to rest, suddenly, a roar like a tiger came from the end of the official road behind him, startling everyone and turning their heads. Most of the common people did not know what kind of wild animal made the cry, but they felt that the roar was particularly deafening and heart-shaking.

They stared blankly at the official road in the distance.

At the end of the narrow official road, a majestic white tiger gradually stepped out from the stones. The white tiger had a nimble posture and its fur was as pure as winter snow. As the official road gradually widened, the tiger's body became more and more sturdy and terrifying. Its glass-like tiger eyes stared indifferently at the front. When the tiger's claws landed on the ground, it seemed to carry the power to shock the world, which made people feel fear.

On both sides of it, there were ten women wearing white veil hats and colorful light clothes. The first two women held red banners high in their hands, and the eight women behind them held bamboo baskets, scattering colorful petals and green leaves mixed with yellow symbols towards both sides of the official road.

The most surprising thing was that there was actually a master sitting on the tiger's body. Under the precious golden veil, the thin white gauze curtain and purple tasseled silk covered the man, making it impossible for everyone to see his gender. All they could see was that he was wearing a precious robe, with purple melted in gold powder as the base, embroidered with lotus patterns, a colorful palace belt tied around his waist, with golden tassels hanging from the tail, and a large silver collar that was even more eye-catching, gorgeous and solemn.

When he got closer, he saw that the face under the veil of the master was extremely beautiful, with a beauty that not even the thin gauze could conceal. It made people dizzy at first sight, as if they had seen a god. Then he looked at the majestic white tiger that was as docile as a cat under him, and he could hardly control himself and began to tremble with excitement all over.

What kind of immortal is this?

Or perhaps, a high and enlightened monk?

The gatekeeper who came upon hearing the noise was also extremely shocked and quickly sent someone to call the captain of the city gate.

When the captain of the city gate arrived, Baihu had already reached the city gate. He stood on the ground, raised his head and yawned. The people retreated one after another, looking at the team curiously and carefully. Those who could read saw that the red banner read:

"I can translate the script of fate, and the secrets of heaven are revealed on the White Tiger Seat."

I can roughly understand the latter part, but what does the previous script mean?