Chapter 1693 Prime Minister and Jin Yiwei (5)

The little emperor sat at the table and did not ask the palace servants to serve him.

He eats slowly with chopsticks.

"Get up." After a while, the little emperor finally spoke.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Mao Lin stood up, lowering his eyes respectfully.

"How is it going?" asked the little emperor.

A dark light flashed in Mao Lin's downcast eyes.

But he also replied respectfully, "Returning to the emperor, those people indeed lured the subordinates to the prime minister's mansion. Originally, the subordinates planned to avoid it, but were injured by them and broke into the prime minister's mansion without knowing it.

Prime Minister Lai found out the identity of his subordinates, and he, he still..."

The little emperor showed a gloating smile at this time, "What else?"

He was like a real kid at this moment.

Mao Lin's face turned red, "Prime Minister Lai also used a magic-drug on his subordinates. Although his subordinates took precautions, they were still hit."

"Hahaha... My teacher is an old fox, if he doesn't take precautions against you, then there is something wrong."

The little emperor's face was filled with excitement and excitement.

"Did those people notice you, your suspicion of them?"

Mao Lin's face was serious, "No, my subordinates promise that they didn't find anything."

The little emperor naturally believed in him, and also believed in his strength.

This is the person left to him by his father and uncle Wang, so it is naturally the best.

And Prime Minister Lai was also a courtier chosen by his father for him.

Although the latter is cruel and ruthless, he has a loyal heart to the royal family.

As for the others, it doesn't matter, as long as the royal family is not discredited, he can do whatever he likes.

Most importantly, this person has real talents.

It's not those Confucian officials who are full of pedantic techniques.

Unlike Prime Minister Lai, the so-called emperor's art must be correct, but extraordinary measures are also necessary.

As for this time, it was set up by the little emperor.

In this capital city, a group of people actually wanted to control the court with the idea of ​​coercing the young emperor.

This also involves the court.

Of course, the little emperor believed that Emperor Yuwen and Uncle Wang left him.

Now he is going to use extreme measures.

The little emperor discussed some matters with Mao Lin, and decided to put Jin Yiwei in the court today.

From now on, when the Jinyiwei is doing business, all personnel in the capital must stay away.

Mao Lin has no objection to this, and the people below have long been looking forward to appearing in a fair and aboveboard manner.

Save every time you do business, you will encounter unnecessary troubles.

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Today's morning is not destined to be peaceful.

Although the little emperor is only eight years old, this is an emperor brought up by Emperor Yuwen and taught by Prime Minister Lai.

Emperor Yuwen is a forbearing, a generation of heroic emperors, his chest is unmatched by anyone in the city.

As for Prime Minister Lai, he is even more ruthless.

But he is a man of good manners, even if he wants to kill you, he will convince you.

He kills your whole family, and wants the people to love him and think he is a good official.

If this is used in modern times, it is a cultured hooligan.

But just today, at the early court, the little emperor dismissed Prime Minister Lai as an official and asked him to contemplate his mistakes behind closed doors.

"My humble minister thanked the emperor for his kindness." Lai Zesheng knelt in the center of the hall to thank him.

The little emperor showed a satisfied look on his face.

He was as excited as a child, as if he had gotten a beloved object.

"Come here! Send the teacher back to the mansion, and don't leave the mansion without purpose."

Soon, Mao Lin walked into the hall with the members of the Jinyiwei wearing a python suit, and personally led Lai Zesheng out of the hall.

The two walked outside the palace and looked at each other.

Lai Zesheng had a smile in his eyes, but Mao Lin was extremely nervous.