C117 Taunting

With a pen in his hand, Cang Mo was not afraid of offending people. Every time he came before a minister, he would push forward and decide whether to write or not.

In the end, they all rejected him. Praising Chu Hai and protecting the prestige of the royal clan, this was only natural.

The officials fell on one side.

The situation was looking good.

Then he looked at Premier, pinched his beard