Grant Ji told his son everything that happened in the morning court. Ethan Ji's embarrassment had already angered the emperor, and the emperor almost dismissed him for not attending the morning court. Owen You said, Your Majesty, the Mongols originally did not understand what Lord Ji said.
The emperor thought about it for a long time, and finally demoted Ethan Ji and executed the bachelor of Mongolian Hall.
Ethan Ji asked, "What did the tutor do wrong to deserve the death penalty? Also, how did Master Zi~~You know that it was the tutor who said that?" Grant Ji sighed, "You Ziwang is definitely not an ordinary person. You should be careful when you get along with him in the future. He looks like he is only in his twenties. I have never seen such a patient young man."
Ethan Ji was confused: "What did he endure?"
"He is proficient in more than ten languages of ethnic minorities, and knows the customs and habits of these ethnic groups, including the Mongolians. But have you ever said it out loud? Unlike you, a killer, you know a few tiny things and want everyone to know them. You will never achieve anything great!" Grant Ji still had the feather duster in his hand and poked Ethan Ji again.
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