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    As for the money, Yan Zhui robbed the Rong family of their century-old savings. Since Rong Tuying came to power, he had made a lot of money by buying and selling officials. They were all sent to Zending Temple on the same day. After Rong Tuying was executed, his party members  Naturally, his cronies were eliminated one by one, and those who used to buy and sell official titles under his hands were naturally liquidated by Yan Zhui one by one.

    While everyone was cursing Rong Tuying and being implicated by him, the batch of silver fell into Yan Zhui's hands.

    Now that the Imperial College is being built, this batch of silver meets the urgent need.

    When He Yuanshen was scolded by Yan Zhui and knelt beside the steps of the main hall, he was a little confused when he left the hall.

    After the incident, a group of bachelors from the Hanlin Academy wrote a letter asking the emperor to forgive the incident.

    When Yan Zhui came to Qingning Palace, the anger in his eyes was still lingering. Obviously, this matter was inseparable from the Xie family.

    The two of them sat under the pavilion. Fu Minghua personally boiled water to make tea for him. He took the tea leaves and lightly crushed them into powder. His movements were slow and unhurried. Most of the murderous intention in Yan Zhui's heart was dissipated under her serious look.  .

    The tea had just been roasted, and every time she crushed it, it made a slight sound.

    There is a sieve next to it. When the tea is ground, use the sieve to take only the most delicate tea powder and remove the residue.

    Every movement she made seemed to be part of a painting. She had just sifted the tea powder and the water on the stove was boiling.

    Just as Fu Minghua was about to stand up, Yan Zhui held her hand down:

    "I come."

    She smiled and sat still while Yan Zhui poured the water into the bowl, and the aroma hit her face.

    "This is the moonlight white that Nanzhao paid tribute to this year."

    Fu Minghua nodded and carefully picked up the tea bowl. Every time he took a breath, the fragrance of tea overflowed and his mouth was filled with sweetness.

    Yan Zhui took two sips of tea, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

    The murderous intention that was originally surging in his body was completely restrained at this time. He drank two cups of tea with Fu Minghua before putting down the tea bowl:

    "Yuan Niang should have heard what happened today, right?"

    Between husband and wife, Fu Minghua did not hide anything. When he asked, he smiled and put the lamp in his hand:

    "I heard that the prince of Duke Wei was scolded by the emperor and knelt beside the steps of His Highness Xuanhui for three hours."

    "Things spread very quickly."

    Yan Zhui laughed twice, with a sinister look in his eyes:

    "The noble family's hand stretched out too quickly."

    The aristocratic family of the past was like a dormant dragon, waiting for the time to come.

    When Taizu abolished the nine-level Zhongzheng system and instituted the imperial examination, the Xie family was probably waiting for this day.

    When Yan Zhui attacked the Yin family, the Xie family was also watching eagerly.

    How strong is the power of the powerful family? Ever since he was planning to set up the Imperial College just a moment ago, and to scare the snake, the Xie family used He Yuanshen to counterattack, and the speed was so fast.

    Although the late emperor had eliminated the powerful families headed by the Rong family, the real difficulty was the four surnames, which were of no benefit to the Yan family.

    The bachelors in the Imperial Academy were all promoted by Yan Zhui personally. In the future, after these people leave the Imperial Academy, they will be assigned to various prefectures and counties in the Tang Dynasty.

    Yan Zhui did not dare to think that if these people still followed the Xie family, the Tang Dynasty would still be controlled by the family in the future, and the situation would be even more difficult than during the late emperor's time.

    The Taizu of the time suppressed the four surnames for many years due to the infamy, leaving Emperor Jia'an in a difficult situation.

    But now, less than a year after the late emperor handed over the Tang Dynasty to his hands, such turmoil has occurred.

    Yan Zhui narrowed his eyes. He now holds the pen to govern, but back then he obtained military power from horseback, and he had a strong murderous intention in his bones.

    There was a cruel look on his face, but Fu Minghua stretched out her hand and put it on the back of his hand. He was stunned for a moment, and instinctively held her back with his hand, put her fragrant hand to his lips and pecked it gently.  Peck, his eyes gradually softened.

    "Yuan Niang?"

    Yan Zhui called out in a warm voice, Fu Minghua let him hold her, pondered for a moment, then sighed and said:

    "Sanlang, most of the bachelors in the Imperial Academy are from Jiangnan, driven here by the Xie family." Yan Zhui nodded. The two of them were kneeling side by side on either side of the girdle, although she was not far away.  , but Yan Zhui felt dissatisfied in his heart, and with a little effort in his arms, he pulled her into his arms.

    She stretched out her hand to push his chest, but Yan Zhui used his elbow to suppress the hem of her goose-yellow gauze sleeves. She could not struggle. The thin wide sleeves slid down, revealing a bright and fragrant wrist like a freshly peeled lychee.

    "I've been thinking a lot lately,"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Yang FuzhenShe was still there, but he was still domineering, so she leaned half in his arms and mentioned the problems that had been bothering her during this period:

    "The scholar Saburo in the Hanlin Academy cannot be used, but he cannot be used to great effect."

    You can be a small official, but you can never become a high official in the court.

    If you are a small official, whether driven by the Xie family or the emperor, they are like chariots and horses. They can be used by Yan Zhui, but they can't make any waves.

    He responded, the beauty was in his arms, it was obvious that what she said was serious matter, but Yan Zhui felt a little distraught.

    She was half-lying in his arms, with a snow-capped chest on her chest. The lavender myrobalan made her skin crystal clear, and the exposed pink arm was also soft and fragrant like orchid.

    "In my opinion, at this time, the Hanlin bachelor is free to take care of the affairs of the Crown Prince of Weiguo"

    She spoke in a soft voice, but Yan Zhui seemed a little absent-minded at this moment. His hands gently roamed around her waist, opening up the thin Ling Luo and stroking the delicate breast line.

    Fu Minghua wanted to struggle again, but he stroked her hair:

    "Go on."

    His hand gently stroked through the myrobalan, making her legs tense up. How could she go on talking like this?

    She glanced at him shyly and angrily, but he held her arm and lazily urged:

    "explain!"

    Fu Minghua was held by him and could only continue:

    "Is Saburo looking for something to do for them?"

    He didn't say anything, but according to Fu Minghua's understanding of him, Yan Zhui was careful and careful in his actions, so it was impossible that he had not thought of this.

    As expected, he didn¡¯t hide anything the next moment, he just held Fu Minghua higher, lowered his head and whispered in her ear:

    "I want to re-edit "The Chronicles of the Family"!"

    When Fu Minghua heard this, his eyelids jumped heavily.

    "The Chronicle of the Clan" caused a lot of bloodshed back then. Even if it happened before Fu Minghua was born, she had vaguely heard about it afterwards.

    The situation finally calmed down, but Yan Zhui deliberately imitated Taizu's actions back then. She moved her lips and was about to speak, but she seemed to think of something. She was stunned for a moment, then pressed her lips together tightly, with a look of uncertainty in her eyes.  .

    When I first heard that Yan Zhui once again mentioned the compilation of the "Chronicles of the Clan", the first thing that made people think of it was the scene when Taizu ordered the "Chronicles of the Clan" to be compiled. It also easily reminded people of the family that was bloodbathed.

    But all the aristocratic families back then have been wiped out in a few decades, and now the only ones left are the four surnames.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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