After their minds were read, the entire court trembled with fear.

Chapter 132 My cheap parents and brother are leaving?!

[The first day of the third month, Bingchen day.]

[On the day of Guihai in the third month, the emperor retired to his bed.]

Shen Zhiyi yawned, finished writing, and left looking quite tired.

The old emperor nestled in the empress's bed and whispered, "Wife, do you think I should just let Shen Zhiyi sleep in the palace?"

The Empress said in a muffled voice, "If you let that child sleep in the palace every day, she'll probably be cursing you for twelve hours straight."

The old emperor thought about it and concluded that it was something Shen Zhiyi was capable of doing.

"Forget it, I don't know what's so great about her little shabby house anyway."

"Everyone's family is here. So what if the house is dilapidated? It's so lively when the whole family is together."

On the other side, as soon as she left the palace, Shen Zhiyi saw her adoptive brother who had come to pick her up late at night.

Ever since the original owner's family came, they even took over Aunt Cheng's job of picking her up from school every night.

They even volunteered to do the cooking.

This made Aunt Cheng miserable for months, fearing that Shen Zhiyi would fire her.

Fortunately, it didn't happen.

"You dressed like that, doesn't anyone follow you?"

Although the security situation in Daye is quite good at night, it is generally not recommended for women to go out alone at night.

The older brother waved his hand casually, wearing a large hood and lowering his voice, "I've found another delicacy today."

"What's good to eat?"

When it comes to food, Shen Zhiyi becomes very interested.

"It's not food, it's drink. Let's go."

The older brother, who was not his wife, pulled Shen Zhiyi along and headed towards their destination.

Shen Zhiyi was afraid that she would be taken to some brothel again.

To be fair, the food made in brothels tastes quite good.

Shen Zhiyi was still savoring the taste of that little snack when, as her thoughts were pulled out of her memories, she found herself standing in front of a restaurant.

The aroma of wine filled the entire street.

"Alcohol? No way, I have to get up early tomorrow!"

"A little bit won't hurt. You won't get drunk after just one sip."

The older brother forcibly dragged Shen Zhiyi inside.

As soon as that face appeared, some people in the restaurant wanted to leave.

Shen Zhiyi turned her head and exchanged glances with the people who were leaving.

I remember this person; he's a minor official in the Ministry of War, a low-ranking eighth-grade official.

The official in charge of the Ministry of War almost stopped breathing.

No, he's just a nobody official, how did Shen Zhiyi know about him?

He didn't understand, and was greatly shocked!

[This guy likes to take off his clothes and perform a moonlit show of walking his bird around inside when he's drunk, but he also really loves drinking, so every time he goes out to buy alcohol, he takes it home to drink.]

[Ugh, last time I was lying down and scrolling through security footage, I accidentally caught him taking his pants off, it was really...eye-watering.]

The Ministry of War official, his face flushed with shame and indignation, picked up his wine and prepared to leave.

Unexpectedly, there were many court officials in the restaurant, and they quickly coaxed the Ministry of War official back to his residence.

The main point is that a junior official from the Ministry of War was also there.

A higher rank can have a crushing effect, let alone multiple ranks.

Why are there so many people from the Ministry of War? They must be really idle there.

The Ministry of War official who was about to greet Shen Zhiyi: ...

Don't be angry, don't be angry. Shen Lang is just telling the truth.

"Shen Lang, what a coincidence! What would you like to drink tonight? Buy whatever you like, it's on me."

Shen Zhiyi and her brother's eyes lit up simultaneously.

Sucker!

"This, this is too much trouble."

The elder brother spoke up: "If you refuse, brother, wouldn't that be a bit disrespectful to this young man?"

"Makes sense."

The Ministry of War official looked at the person wearing the curtain hat with an embarrassed expression.

He's a man, why are you talking to him like that?

Even a grown man like him got goosebumps and felt nauseous.

He shook himself and told the restaurant owner directly that he would cover all the expenses for the two men tonight.

His wealth and power made Shen Zhiyi and her brother-in-law envious.

"You've been doing this for so long, how come you don't have much money in your pocket?"

"You work for the emperor, so why doesn't anyone give you any benefits?"

Shen Zhiyi was also puzzled. It was one thing for her not to dare to ask, but it was another thing for no one to give it to her.

"I do not know."

My cheap older brother looked at me with disdain.

Shen Zhiyi continued, "So, how about we switch back? You can become this damned Imperial Diarist."

"Cough cough cough."

This coughing wasn't just from my brother; there were quite a few others nearby.

The older brother wiped his mouth and said in a low voice, "Then you can only dream about it. Anyway, your crisis is over, and my parents and I have to go."

Rumble... boom...

Shen Zhiyi felt like her head was filled with the sound of thunder.

"what?"

“I said, I’m leaving with my parents.”

Shen Zhiyi suddenly grabbed the other person's sleeve.

"Why, are you leaving?"

The older brother's eyes, hidden behind the curtain, revealed a multitude of thoughts.

—Silly sister, when will you wake up? What's so good about being in a vegetative state?

We will meet again.

The older brother patted Shen Zhiyi's head, a simple gesture filled with unspoken affection.

Shen Zhiyi started to feel depressed.

After spending these past few months together, she felt like she was seeing her parents and brother again.

She misses them.

[System, when can I go back?]

The system did not respond to him.

"bump!"

It was the sound of someone tapping on the table next to me.

"Waiter, bring me the wine, bring me the wine."

The older brother frowned and pulled Shen Zhiyi to switch places.

The people at the next table were already completely drunk.

Meanwhile, many officials were still trying to get the head of the Ministry of War drunk.

Shen Zhiyi glanced in that direction.

[Tsk tsk tsk, it seems like these people are trying to get the Minister of War drunk, but he has an incredibly high alcohol tolerance; I've been observing him for a while.]

The official in charge of the Ministry of War was on the verge of tears: "Thank you so much."

It's difficult for these people to get this Ministry of War official drunk these days.

However, we could try to get the Minister of War; that old man is an incredibly good drinker.

"puff."

The Ministry of War official couldn't hold back and spat out the wine he had drunk.

Grandpa?

Such a polite word.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The Ministry of War official couldn't help but tap the table and nudge someone next to him.

"Go and invite the Minister over."

"what?"

"Oh, just say it..."

The man who was pushed immediately noticed something and ran to the residence of the Minister of War.

Many people think the Minister of War was a heavy drinker, but that's not true, hahaha.

The Minister of War is immune to alcohol; he drinks like it's water. Who can outdrink him?

The Minister of War, who had just come looking for some fun, overheard Shen Zhiyi's thoughts.

The problem that had troubled him for years was solved.

I thought I was invincible when it came to drinking.

"Which one?"

The person who was pushed pointed to the official in charge of the Ministry of War.

The Minister of War's eyes lit up.

I greeted Shen Zhiyi and joined in.

The poor Ministry of War official is definitely not going to escape this time.

[How could the Minister of War still be in the mood for drinking?]

So it seems you don't know about what's going on at home.