The surname of the Minister of Household Affairs is Li, and his name is Li Le. He lives up to his name, has a smooth official career, is cheerful to meet everyone, and is quite popular in the court. Three years ago, he was thinking about one thing - retiring from old age and returning home. His son is a fourth-rank official, his grandson is in high school, and his granddaughter is married to the grandson of the emperor. He can no longer be an official. He has asked someone to buy a house and property in his hometown. He just waits for the right time to leave. At least under the new owner This is what I thought before sending troops.
Mr. Li has been very worried recently, and his already thin hair is falling out in handfuls. If this continues, the black gauze hat on his head will be empty and there will be nothing left.
"Master Yang." Mr. Li, who changed into casual clothes and wore a hood, shouted cautiously at the top of his voice, and silently sat on a slightly narrow bench with his B*tt that had lost a few laps but still looked huge.
The sound of heavy footsteps kept ringing in Yang Zhaoye's ears. The secret doors opened and closed one after another, and the small dark room was slowly filled with people sitting close to each other.
These people are both male and female, old and young, and without exception, they all have no cultivation.
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