"Should I thank Your Highness? Although the salt official is not of high rank, it also represents the majesty of the court. Your Highness is the majesty of the court because of a sage. Where is the majesty of the court?" Yang Ying was angry and accused Sima Ji with a condescending attitude.

"I understand the law, because a tenant is a bit unreasonable to the salt lord. But there is no provision on this regard for the crimes!" Sima Ji rolled his eyes and said, "Do you really think it's for a tenant? You didn't say that in the memorial. I have collected all the evil deeds in the book. Why do you want to stick the salt lord? It's very simple. I want to beat him, so I beat him, that's that simple."

"In Yan State, the King of Yan is the biggest!" Sima Ji looked fearless in front of Yang Ying. He knew that if the salt official in the court was beaten because of a tenant, then there was no reason.

Since the problem of officials and the people is hard to argue, if it becomes a problem of officials and the people, it will be easy to solve. Sima Ji is the King of Yan and the General of Zhendong. Not to mention a salt official brought by Yang Ying, even Yang Ying himself is nothing in front of him.

If Yang Ying was confused for a moment and forgot this, it doesn’t matter. Sima Ji can remind the other party. This time it is a small reminder, don’t forget where this is.

Yang Ying couldn't help but want to refute several times, but in the end she didn't say a word and could only say in a deep voice, "Your Highness, can you tell if you have a long future? Such behavior is very unwise."

Puchi! Sima Ji couldn't help laughing, but it hurt the majesty of the prince, so he immediately held it back and finally invited, "If you haven't eaten yet, the Yan Palace doesn't mind adding another set of bowls and chopsticks."

"No need, there is still something to do, Your Highness will do it!" Yang Ying turned around and walked away with a cold face. He didn't want to stay here for a moment. When he saw Sima Ji's fearless look, he became angry.

Look... why are you still anxious! Sima Ji shook his head to himself, "Is the future still there? Is the future still there? Where can I go? Don't kneel in front of me and beg me when the disaster comes. Sima Ji doesn't want this scene to happen. After all, this is related to the face of the gentry. Isn't that the saying that a soldier can kill him or not be humiliated.

The storm in Youzhou has become the most attractive thing in Luoyang recently, besides the Southern Expedition. According to later generations, this is traffic responsibility. The King of Yan caught Yang like a mad dog, making some people laugh in their hearts, and wanted to see how the Grand Marshal Yang Jun handled this matter.

Sima Ji had already thought about it anyway. As long as Yang's fall, he would be a Zhongliang who was framed by the Grand Marshal Yang Jun. Even if Yang Jun did not frame him, it wouldn't matter. At that time, he would say that there is, there is. The danger coefficient is so low that he can still show his presence. If he doesn't do it, he will have a ghost.

This also left Yang Jun with no choice. If Sima Ji was a powerful faction like King Sima Wei of Chu, Yang Jun might want to bring Sima Ji to Luoyang, and save time for a long time to cause harm to the place. Ten thousand soldiers to attack him would be a big problem.

But the average age of the five thousand vassal soldiers under the King of Yan was ten years old. It seemed that it was not worth it to make a big fight. Let other gentry know, and maybe they didn't know how to laugh at them. Sima Ji and Yang Jun were only limited to their mouths at present. What they reflected was more of a shameless person. It was not worth dealing with them head-on. It was just pretending to be deaf and dumb, and the other party's mouth could not be closed.

He could only secretly scold him for being shameless, and Yang Jun ignored the situation in Youzhou. Anyway, the salt drying field had been taken back, and Sima Ji could only use some paths to disgust Yang Ying, and he could not change anything at all.

After the emperor entered the East Pavilion, the court officials entered the hall one by one, and were still arranged neatly according to the official rank and title, waiting for His Highness; the tiger bells that sank the palace, the halberd guards in the hall also entered the post; with their bells, drums and a series of musical instruments, they were all in their place.

Hundreds of people were waiting in the hall, solemn and silently. An envoy checked whether the court officials' clothing was neat and whether their behavior was appropriate. If there were people with clothing or behavior that were not polite, the envoy would scold them according to the severity of the severity of the people. The most serious one would be impeached for "great disrespect", expelled from the court and recorded it on the case, and handed over to relevant personnel for punishment.

After the ministers were ready, the envoys, Pushe and the Great Honglu reported to the emperor in turn. After a moment, at a certain designated hour, the Seijun reported the time, so the emperor walked out of the East Pavilion, surrounded by Shizhong, guards, etc., and slowly walked from Taichang to the hall solemnly and steadily. At this time, the bells and drums sounded, and all the officials bowed to the ground. Taichang led the emperor to the hall and ascend to the imperial throne. The bells and drums were paused, and all the officials stood up.

The layout of the court is clear at a glance, and the court officials have become accustomed to Yang Jun's pretentious behavior in the court.

"The General Yang Yu, the Grand General of the Southern Expedition, was in Guangzhou, with 40,000 naval and army troops. He was advancing together with vehicles and ships. He had already arrived in the southern county. After years of hard fighting, the small country of Linyi had already submitted a letter to pray for forgiveness from the court and was ready to pay tribute to the delegation. I believe that the tribute mission will arrive in Luoyang within the year. The small country already knew the power of the superior country. This southern expedition can be said to be a complete victory. I believe that he would not dare to invade the territory within decades."

Yang Jun spoke proudly in front of all officials. The Southern Expedition had achieved its goal and the power of Yang's family would definitely be higher. Then there was a burst of praise for his merits, the power of the court, etc.

"The army of 40,000 southern expeditions was just defeating the army of Linyi Kingdom, and then a tribute was done? I didn't get an inch of land, and old Yang Jun dared to be embarrassed to perform his merits in the court. It was so outrageous." In the mansion, King Sima Wei of Chu could not control his anger in his heart, "I spent so much money and food and just had such a result. No, I want to enter the palace and cannot let the southern expeditions withdraw!"

"Is it useful? The power of the imperial court is in the hands of Yang Jun. But it is indeed not necessary to let the army of the Southern Expedition withdraw. Otherwise, the labor force will be injured to be damaged, so it will only guarantee that the border will not be robbed. This is not possible! At least we must take back the occupied land of the former Han Dynasty. But we cannot speak out!" King Sima Yi of Changsha thought it was right, but he was not as impulsive as Sima Wei. The two of them were in Luoyang, just under Yang Jun's nose. In fact, some things were difficult to talk about, but not all the vassal kings were in Luoyang.

"What do you mean?" Sima Wei looked at his brother in a deep voice and asked, "What's the best way!"

"Isn't there a royal family with Yang Jun very bad relationship? The King of Yan hates Yang Jun very much. I dare to conclude that once the King of Yan is informed of this matter, he will definitely submit a memorial to oppose the withdrawal of the army!" Sima Yi pondered for a moment, "He will definitely submit a memorial!"
Chapter completed!