Imperial Palace, Hall of Supreme Harmony,
Lin Chunqiu, the first assistant, the old god is here and takes the first place. The eyes are slightly closed, as if sleeping or waking up.
But behind him, a group of ministers were in turmoil.
They were talking to each other, but what they were discussing was not a matter in the court, but a recent rumor among the people.
"Have you heard, sir? That day in the main hall, the "Plum Blossom" made by Yang Dong, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, was actually plagiarized by someone else!"
"Yes, yes, I've heard about this too. I heard that the song "Plum Blossom" was originally written by the legitimate son of Mr. Sun, the Minister of Civil Affairs."
"I just don't know why, but Manager Yang heard it and plagiarized it."
"Let me tell you, how can a mere eunuch have such literary talent? But... Mr. Sun did give birth to a good son, who has a bright future!"
"Yes, yes, this is "Plum Blossom", it's really a pity... ugh!"
"Tell me, how would His Majesty react if he knew about this?"
They were chatting when they suddenly heard the eunuch's high-pitched voice coming from directly in front.
"Your Majesty is here!"
Upon hearing this, the ministers immediately stopped their previous conversations and bowed in unison in the direction of the dragon chair.
"Long live your Majesty!"
"Dear ladies, please get back on your feet."
There was no expression on the empress' majestic face.
She was sitting on the dragon chair, and the majesty of an emperor instantly shrouded the heads of the ministers.
"My dear friends, we seemed to be having a lively conversation just now. I wonder what is so interesting. Can you share it with me?"
"This..." 33
The ministers looked at each other and saw some hesitation in each other's eyes.
Finally, the official stood up and walked out of the queue, bowed deeply to the empress, and said:
"Your Majesty is unaware of something. There has been a flurry of rumors among the people recently. It is said that..."
"It is said that the "Plum Blossom" written by Manager Yang of the Ministry of Internal Affairs plagiarized the masterpiece of the legitimate son of Mr. Sun, the Minister of Civil Affairs."
"Oh? Is this happening?"
The empress raised her eyebrows, showing no signs of happiness or anger.
Her phoenix eyes scanned the courtiers present, and then she asked calmly:
"Dear sirs, do you think Manager Yang plagiarized other people's work?"
"Sun Aiqing, what do you think of this matter?"
Sun Shilang seemed to have been prepared for it. When he heard the empress' question, he said straightforwardly:
"Your Majesty, I think this matter is not important. What is important is that I, Da Zhou, have maintained my dignity because of this."
"It's just a poem. Quanzi still knows how to understand the general situation and take the overall situation into consideration."
Hearing this, a coldness flashed across the empress's eyes.
Others may not believe it, but she has great trust in Yang Dong.
With Xiao Dongzi's literary talent and personality, how could he plagiarize other people's poems?
She looked deeply at Shilang Sun and said in a calm tone:
"My great Zhou will never allow those who deceive the world and steal reputation to hang out in the court."
"Come here, go get Xiao Dongzi over to me. Just say that I have something to ask him!"
"Also, go to Sun Aiqing's residence and bring Sun Xing over."
As soon as these words came out, all the officials in the main hall were stunned. They never expected that the empress would be so decisive this time. He didn’t even give Yang Dong any face!
But... isn't Yang Dong hers?
Although there are still doubts in their hearts, most of the ministers have a mentality of taking advantage of the situation.
They were curious about how the empress would punish Yang Dong. How do you plan to reward the Sun family's legitimate son whose work has been plagiarized?
Faintly, there seemed to be a dark cloud covering the hall.
However, as one of the parties involved, Yang Dong didn't have the slightest bit of self-consciousness at this moment. He lay on the soft couch and stretched lazily.
"Hey, this way! This way!"
"Press hard twice, yes!"
"Not bad, Xiaojia's hands are very strong!"
Yang Dong praised Yao Jia while enjoying the massage from Yao Jia's beautiful hands.
Not to mention, this girl's skills are getting better and better.
Hearing Yang Dong's praise, Yao Jia couldn't help but show a bit of joy on her cheeks.
She exerted force again with her beautiful hands and said softly:
"If Mr. Yang likes it, from now on, how about my servants coming to massage Mr. Yang's shoulders every day to relieve his fatigue?"
"That's not okay!"
Yang Dong immediately shook his head without saying anything.
"You are still a child, so you are not afraid that I will eat you!"
Hearing this, Yao Jia's cheeks first showed a trace of doubt, and then she seemed to have thought of something, and her pretty face quickly turned red.
"If so, if Mr. Yang likes it, I can do it as a slave!"
Looking at Yao Jia's face turned red, she looked like she was ready to take advantage of you.
Yang Dong felt his heart tremble and his mouth began to go dry.
Although Yao Jia only showed her sharp horns when she was still Xiao He, the posture of Xiaojiabiyu is becoming more and more alluring.
This is probably what the saying goes when the girl next door is growing up.
"Ahem, okay, get up."
"I still have official business to deal with. Go and pour me a cup of tea to rinse my mouth."
"Know it!"
Yao Jia pouted her mouth, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction on her soft cheeks.
But she was still obedient and stood up from her collapse.
At this moment, the anxious voice of the Xichang secret agent came from outside the door.
"Mr. Yang, are you awake?"
"Get up quickly and follow your subordinates to the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Your Majesty said that he has important matters and summons you to enter the hall immediately."
What? Are you able to find me?
A trace of doubt flashed across Yang Dong's cheek.
He stood up immediately, and then dressed neatly under Yao Jia's service.
"You should have a good rest while I go to the Hall of Supreme Harmony."
After saying this, he walked towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony in a hurry.
"Zhajia Yang Dong, pay homage to His Majesty."
Yang Dong bowed and saluted, his posture was extremely standard.
"Get flat."
The empress gave a faint order, and then slowly asked:
"Xiao Dongzi, I have something to ask you, and you must answer it honestly."
Upon hearing this, Yang Dong immediately bowed and saluted again.
"If there is anything, your Majesty can just ask directly. Xiao Dongzi will definitely tell you everything you know."
"very good."
The empress nodded slightly, but her majestic face remained unchanged.
"Let me ask you, that plum blossom song you composed in the main hall that day, was it your own composition?"
"That's natural!"
Yang Dong immediately nodded and put on a proud expression.
But his gesture made all the ministers present change their expressions.
"You bastard! You dare to speak so openly and shamelessly above the main hall. You are a shameless eunuch, and we are ashamed to be associated with you!"
"Plagiarizing other people's poems is actually so plausible. I want to ask you, do you still know what etiquette, justice and shame are?"
After hearing the officials reprimanding him, Yang Dong was not angry. Instead, he glanced at the ministers present with disdain and said:
"You can't even compose a poem, but you are nagging me in front of me. Do you still want to show off?"
"You said that I plagiarized others, do you have any evidence?"
Some people died, but not completely...
