Farming Boy With A Magic Ring

Yang Hsingchen looked at the noisy officials below the stage and sneered in his heart. He thought to himself, 'A bunch of old fools, now you know what fear is!'    

    

At this moment, Lord Zhu took a step forward and shouted loudly, "King, this official has something to say!"    

    

Yi Guyue frowned slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Yang Hsingchen's voice clearly. "Let him say that Lord Zhu is a very upright person. Also, don't you currently lack a prime minister? This Lord Zhu can take on an important task."    

    

Eh? Yi Guyue was stunned. He thought to himself, What kind of prime minister is so ugly? It's already pretty good to be his scriptwriter.    

    

At this moment, Yang Hsingchen used a secret sound transmission technique and whispered into her ear, "My beautiful king, don't you dare mess around. Your father judge a book by its cover. In the end, you made a treacherous official take charge of the matter. If you continue to be like this, you will become a loyal subject. Is there still hope for the State of Yi? Listen to me, this Lord Zhu can definitely be put to good use! "    

    

As the saying goes, loyalty goes against one's ears. When Yi Guyue heard Yang Hsingchen say that about her, he felt a little unhappy in his heart. Although she knew that what Yang Hsingchen said was true, Yang Hsingchen's tone was unquestionable. Make her angry. It wasn't that Yi Guyue was a bad person, but she was still a woman. She was still petty.    

    

Although she had never requested to marry Yang Hsingchen, there was one thing she was sure of. Yang Hsingchen was her first man! Although she didn't know if he was the last man, the first man... To a woman, it was inexplicably important.    

    

Although Yi Guyue was the king, she was still human. As a woman, she needed an outlet to vent her frustrations. Then this venting point inevitably fell on Yang Hsingchen's head. It was his fault that he won the lottery and took away the first time. Although he did not do it willingly, he still took advantage of it. So if the other party didn't fire at him, who would?    

    

Therefore, after Yang Hsingchen used the secret sound transmission technique to transmit the message to her, she glared at Yang Hsingchen without hiding anything. There was resentment and dissatisfaction in her eyes, as well as some unexplainable things.    

    

Yang Hsingchen was stunned. In his heart, this woman must be sick. I kindly reminded her, but she actually glared at me. It doesn't matter if she's good or bad, why does she look like a Deadbeat?    

    

With this thought, he looked at the Deadbeat. The Deadbeat also glared at him fiercely.    

    

Yang Hsingchen was instantly enraged. Sister, it was one thing for this young master to be bullied by a lowly person and a woman, but he was also bullied by a dog like you. If you like to stay here, then stay here. If you don't like it, then scram! Why are you glaring at me?!    

    

After the Deadbeat glared at him, it immediately turned its head around. The bird didn't even bother with Yang Hsingchen, but Yang Hsingchen was so angry that he really wanted to give it a kick.    

    

At this moment, he heard Yi Guyue say to Lord Zhu in a very gentle voice, "Zhu An, if you have any great ideas, please tell me everything you know. I will definitely listen to everything you say!"    

    

Master Zhu did not expect Yi Guyue to be so polite to him. This was the first time in his two dynasties that he had received such courtesy from the king. Before he could open his mouth, he covered his face and cried.    

    

Yang Hsingchen sighed in his heart and walked down the stage. He pulled out the tissue he had brought from Earth and personally wiped his tears.    

    

This made Master Zhu even more touched. He fell to his knees with a plop and fell to the ground with his hands on the ground. He cried loudly.    

    

"Wuwu, my king, Lord Imperial Advisor, this lowly subject is an official. Because of my ugly appearance, I am always ostracized by the old king and my colleagues. Every time I get beaten up, I will be scolded, causing this lowly subject to feel disheartened. Therefore, even though in the future when I see the chaotic dance of demons in the court, this lowly subject will treat it as if I did not see it. "    

    

" In my dream last night, this lowly official's father entrusted me with this dream. He told me that tomorrow, Young Master Yang will go to the Heavenly Treasure Hall and fully assist the king in resolving the chaos. In any case, this lowly official will treat it as if I did not see it. "    

    

"My father also said that Young Master Yang is a gentleman, and that he has always prioritized quality and talent. He never looked at beauty and ugliness. If he asks me to boldly perform in the court, I will definitely win the favor of Young Master Yang and the king. Therefore, this lowly subject only has half the courage to speak today. I never thought that I would actually gain the approval of the king."    

    

" Now, I have to trouble the Imperial Advisor to personally step down and wipe this lowly subject's tears. How can this lowly subject not be moved!? The ancient saying goes, a scholar dies for the one who knows himself! Today, I, Zhu An, swear in front of the King in front of all the ministers that I will pledge my loyalty to the King to the death. I swear to follow Imperial Advisor Yang to the death! If I break my oath, I will die a horrible death! " After saying that, he gave a few loud bangs.    

    

When he raised his head again, his forehead was already covered in blood and flesh. He looked at Yang Hsingchen and laughed loudly. He felt like he had met someone close to him, and he didn't feel any pain at all.    

    

Yang Hsingchen held him up with both hands, and with a gentle touch of his left hand on his forehead, Zhu An's forehead immediately became as good as before.    

    

Yang Hsingchen smiled. "Master Zhu is right. The king now values virtue and talent. He would definitely not judge a person by his appearance, and would definitely not listen to the slanderous words of a vile person. Now, Master Zhu, please tell us what you have in mind. " After saying that, he patted Zhu An's shoulder and walked towards the stage. Suddenly, he was stunned.    

    

It turned out that old ruffian had fallen asleep on his chair. Yang Hsingchen was stunned for a moment. He smiled and did not disturb him. He walked to the side and stood there naturally.    

    

Everyone saw how gentle Yang Hsingchen was. He did not shout at his companions because he had become the Imperial Advisor. They admired him even more.    

    

At this moment, Zhu An cleared his throat and said loudly. “ My king, this official believes that my king has made a wise decision! Although we have to abide by the teachings of our ancestors, we have to comply with the trend. We have to understand adaptation. The things left behind by the ancestors might have been very useful at that time. However, in our era, they might have become useless or bound."    

    

"Take the current situation of our Dayi Country as an example. Our king has just sat on the throne. There are already several groups of rebels who are causing trouble in the open and in the dark, although they have been pacified by our king. However, because of this, the number of ministers in the court decreased by a third. If they still followed the rules and waited for five years for the Imperial Examinations to select talents... Who knows? "    

    

"That's why this lowly subject supports our country's actions. Firstly, we will give the people one more chance to become talents, and secondly, we will solve the country's urgent need! In addition, this lowly subject has a suggestion that I do not know if it should be said or not. "    

    

Yi Guyue was already completely convinced by Zhu An's open-mindedness. This time, she sincerely smiled and said to Zhu An warmly. "Lord Zhu, if you have any good suggestions, feel at ease and boldly mention them, even if you say it wrongly. I won't blame you. "    

    

Zhu An hugged his head and said in a clear voice, "This official believes that it should be a celebration for our king to ascend to the throne. Not only do you owe a debt of gratitude, but you should also grant amnesty to the world, allowing those criminals to feel the immense grace of the emperor. To show our king's benevolence to the world, what does our king think? "