The male partner is wearing it quickly, paranoid villain, why are you locking me up?

Qianqing Palace.

The emperor picked up the cinnabar pen and wrote the word "read" on the memorial, and lightly opened his thin lips: "How is the collection of things going?"

The Eighth Prince knelt down, handed over a thick sealed bag, and replied with a low eyebrow.

"Everything has been collected, all the physical evidence is inside, and the people who can testify have been arranged and are ready at any time."

At the beginning, when the throne was being replaced, the eighth prince escaped the fate of being exiled to the frontier, quietly left the capital with his tribe, and settled down in the south of the Yangtze River.

On the surface, he is returning to his hometown and not caring about worldly affairs, but secretly, he is quietly collecting evidence of corruption.

After the new emperor succeeded to the throne, he severely cracked down on corruption in the court and formulated a series of relevant policies with extremely severe punishments.

Any officials in the DPRK who participate in bribery, embezzlement of disaster relief official funds, etc. will be removed from their official positions and demoted to common people.

After the death of the late emperor, there are now only two outstanding officials left in the court, one is Xu Shangshu and the other is Prime Minister Zhang.

Prime Minister Zhang relied on his age and rich experience, thinking that he was a noble minister, and gradually ignored the new emperor. He knew that the new emperor hated corruption, but he still secretly accepted exorbitant bribes.

The old man is also very confused and dares to repeatedly jump on the thunder spots.

Hey, let’s see how long you can keep dancing.

The eighth prince thought with disdain in his heart, he really thought that the fourth brother was able to sit on the throne because of a coincidence, and he didn't bother to think about it.

Without strong power and profound strategies, how could the new emperor have managed the world to such prosperity in just half a year.

Fourth brother's methods are more vigorous and resolute than those of previous emperors.

It is estimated that execution of the whole family is considered a light punishment. The last corrupt official had already been sentenced to Lingchi, but he still deliberately kept his breath. Now he is in the dungeon and cannot survive or die.

"With ten million taels of gold, I'm not afraid of pushing myself to death." The emperor opened the sealed bag and briefly flipped through it a few times, with a cruel look in his eyes.

damn.

Thinking of some kind of bloody scene, the Eighth Prince shuddered, silently mourning for Prime Minister Zhang in his heart.

One hundred and thirty-six years of the Annals of Heaven.

A shocking corruption case shocked the whole country.

Two generations of powerful ministers, Prime Minister Zhang, were imprisoned for embezzlement and taking bribes of 10 million taels of gold. From being prosperous in the past to being beheaded now, it really made the people brag.

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"Master Yuqing, you only need to stay in the distance later and leave the palace after finishing the painting. His Majesty has ordered that you must paint 100% of the charm of the young master."

The great eunuch whispered instructions to the man behind him, repeating them several times, for fear that this talented young painter would do something outrageous.

The man, Yu Qing, lowered his eyes and agreed, without any trace of impatience on his face.

He was talented and intelligent. When he was ten years old, he became famous in the capital overnight for his majestic phoenix painting. Countless dignitaries crossed the threshold and only asked for an authentic painting of his.

Over the years, he has painted countless portraits and seen many faces. He has long been indifferent to beautiful skins and even lost the desire to paint.

Hearing the great eunuch's careful instructions, Yuqing felt a little more curious in his heart. He wanted to see who this beauty was that had attracted so much favor from a generation of emperors.

But when she saw that person in person, Yuqing knew what true beauty in the world was.

She has black hair and snow-skinned skin, and her eyebrows are like paintings. Her eyes are crooked when she smiles. She has a pure temperament all over her body, and the seductiveness revealed in her behavior makes people enchanted.

The man nestled comfortably in the emperor's arms. He seemed to be aware of his gaze. He looked up and nodded. His eyes were like water, as if they contained bright stars, making people reluctant to look away.

Yu Qing looked straight at the young man who looked like an immortal. His youthful and frivolous blood boiled again. He excitedly took out his paintbrush and painted the scroll with wonderful strokes. Soon a beautiful picture appeared in front of his eyes. .

In the breeze pavilion, two figures cling to each other, a handsome young man appears on the page, lifelike, every stroke is full of the creator's love.

The emperor behind him had only a vague outline. Although he had no facial features, his doting look seemed to overflow from the page.

When the chief eunuch saw this scroll, he was so frightened that his whole body shook like a sieve.

An emperor without facial features? This is not taking the Nine-Five Supreme Being seriously.

When he bent down and handed it over, the eunuch's heart trembled as he closely observed every move of his master.

Unexpectedly, the emperor did not blame him and did not care about himself at all. Instead, he praised the painting well and gave him the reward with great joy.

The emperor seemed to like this scroll very much and hung it beside his bed. The location was chosen very cleverly so that every night, Song Jiu could see it when he raised his head and was forced to answer whether he felt comfortable.

After so many times, Song Jiu could no longer look directly at the painting. Even when he accidentally caught a glimpse of it during the day, his legs became soft due to conditioned reflex.

in fact.

Only Yuqing himself knows why the man in the scroll has no facial features.

After leaving the palace and returning to the studio, he still couldn't forget that person. He picked up the brush countless times and wanted to draw the ethereal young man on paper, but he could no longer find the same feeling as before.

No, no, it’s all wrong. The boy’s peach blossom eyes should be purer and his lips should be fuller...

I saw the once gentle painter, but because he couldn't paint that stunning jade face, he didn't think about tea and food, and he talked like crazy all day long.

As spring turns to summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. The sun is getting hotter and hotter these days. Even cicadas can't stand the heat and quietly hide in the shade of trees to enjoy the coolness.

There were a lot of ice cubes in the palace, and Song Jiu's body was not very hot, but Song Jiu's mood was as hot and uneasy as the weather outside.

There has been no progress in the tasks issued by the system so far, how can he not worry about it.

Born in an imperial family, the person he works with is inherently suspicious, and he never reveals his preferences easily. Even he, the person next to him, doesn't know much about the preferences of the person he works with.

Song Jiubai played with the blood jade on his chest boredly and sighed.

I was bored staying in the palace. I had nothing to do. I held a paper umbrella and went out for a walk alone. When I was tired, I stopped by the pond and looked at the koi fish waving their tails slowly under the shade of the trees. play.

The young man stared at the koi in the water and was fascinated.

In the imperial garden, a wisp of green shadow floats on the clothes, and three thousand green silk threads are lingering, adding a bit of ethereal sanctity to the whole body's temperament.

Behind the rockery, a eunuch secretly watched this scene, jealousy fermenting in his heart.

The eunuch has a delicate appearance, and if you look closely, you will find that their appearance is very similar.

This person is the former prince's servant. He was once thrown into the cold palace by the prince, but he escaped by chance because of a blessing in disguise.

It turned out that the person the former prince liked was so innocent and otherworldly.

And he is just a substitute for entertainment.

The waiter stroked his haggard and tired face, feeling very unwilling to do so.

Why should I humble myself and sell my body to survive in the palace, while that person just stood there and attracted so many proud people to be obsessed with him and compete for his love?

He had had enough of being bullied by the old eunuch and wanted to leave this cannibal palace.

It's not like I never thought of leaving secretly before, but the forbidden gate was heavily guarded, and I was caught every time and was beaten several times.

The waiter stared at the people by the pond, thinking about something in his eyes.