Another day of snow fell, and the eaves of the Champion Hou's Mansion were all covered with snow, and the snow on both sides of the bluestone path was more than two feet deep.

"Sister Li, do you think the snowman I built is not beautiful?"

Qiao Wan built a half-man-tall snowman in the garden, two black onyx buttons as the eyes of the snowman, and a long carrot on his nose.

Without waiting for Qiao Zhao to answer, Binglu clapped his hands and smiled: "It's beautiful, it's much more beautiful than the morning light." ”

Chenguang, who rubbed his hands with a broom, silently rolled his eyes.

That's it, he doesn't bother with tasteless little girls.

Thinking so, Chenguang, who was captured as a laborer, waved a broom and swept the snow.

Ice Green grabbed a ball of snow from the ground and flipped behind the morning light, tucking it into his collar.

Chenguang jumped up, threw the broom, and turned around and shouted with a black face while digging out the snow: "Sister Ice Green, what are you doing?"

Ice Green giggled and ran back behind Qiao Zhao to hide.

Chenguang complained helplessly: "Madam, look at Binglu, she is a crazy girl." ”

Qiao Zhao smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's really too unusual." Ice Green—"

"The servant is here. ”

"Give me to kneel in the snow. ”

"Yes. Ice Green Crisp responded, glared at Chenguang fiercely, and walked away.

"Hey, hey, don't go-" Seeing that Binglu didn't pay attention to him at all, Chenguang chased two steps and stopped, licked his face at Qiao Zhao and begged: "Madam, don't punish Binglu." ”

"How can this work, this girl is getting more and more crazy, and she dares to stuff snowballs into people's collars, and she can't be punished without punishment. Qiao Zhao said with a serious face.

"Oh, third girl, I don't mind the bitter master, don't punish it. Seeing that Binglu was about to kneel on the snow, Chenguang was in a hurry and even shouted out his previous name.

"Well, for the sake of your intercession for her, I will reluctantly spare her. ”

Chenguang breathed a sigh of relief, and ran to Binglu to ask for credit: "Binglu, don't kneel." ”

Ice Green snorted softly, glanced at Chenguang and returned to Qiao Zhao's side.

"Girl, the maid will help you into the house, it's cold outside. ”

"No, you can play with Wanwan, I'll watch. Qiao Zhao sent Binglu to play, and after a while, the little maid took Qiao Wan to have a snowball fight, and finally even the morning light joined, and a string of footprints of different sizes and laughter were sprinkled on the snow.

Qiao Zhao stood beside a silver-covered laurel tree and glanced at the sky.

Familiar footsteps came, warm hands fell on her shoulders, and the man's clear voice came: "How long have you been outside?"

"It's been a while. Qiao Zhao said truthfully.

Shao Mingyuan raised his hand and touched her cheek, and said with a smile: "Bing, let's go back to the house." ”

Qiao Zhao stood still and didn't move: "Recently, the eldest brother always goes out early and returns late, why is he busy before the New Year?"

Shao Mingyuan took her hand and stuffed it into his sleeve: "Uncle didn't Xu Cifu want to help in the cabinet, and at the end of the year, the cabinet had a lot of things to do before the yamen were sealed." ”

There are indeed a lot of things to do in the cabinet, and when it comes to the Chinese New Year, the most laborious thing is to review the congratulatory medals submitted by officials, big and small.

These He Zhangming Kangdi who sang praises of virtue have to be seen one by one, and this is the time when the emperor is the most "diligent" in the past year.

Qiao Mo was buried in the pile of paper at this time, sorting out and summarizing with a few colleagues.

Ministry of Officials, Ministry of Households, Ministry of Rites...... They need to be sorted out in order of department and official position and presented to the Holy Emperor, who is said to have read it quite seriously and will recite it when he is interested.

The emperor looks carefully, and the courtiers can't be sloppy, hundreds of congratulatory medals need to be read one by one, and only when they are sure that the content is not taboo can they be qualified, and these qualified congratulatory medals will be rolled up and tied with red silk threads and put aside.

"It's time to eat, let's go, let's eat. An officer stretched and stood up.

The others stood up, and one of them smiled: "I've seen too much of this, I can't eat." ”

"Okay, don't say anything about what you don't have, and beware of the elders of the pavilion who hear it. ”

Qiao Mo quietly followed everyone out to eat, and after the meal, those people took a break as usual, and he quietly returned while no one was paying attention.

There were rows of congratulatory badges tied with red silk threads on the shelves, and Qiao Mo quickly took one out and unfolded it carefully.

The strong and beautiful characters come into view, which makes people have to praise the outstanding calligraphy.

Of course, Qiao Mo was not in the mood to appreciate these, so he took out the green rattan paper of the same size, picked up the red pen and wrote quickly.

After a while, Qiao Mo put down the pen and carefully compared the two congratulatory chapters, making sure that there was almost no difference from the first word to the last word, and then he showed a satisfied smile.

Only one word was changed in the two congratulatory notes, and even if he showed it to the original owner, he was confident that the other party would not be able to tell the difference.

When the handwriting was dry, Qiao Mo tied the imitation congratulatory seal with red silk thread, put the original volume into his sleeve, and quietly left.

After doing this, Qiao Mo's hanging heart was half relieved, and all that was left was to wait for Ming Kangdi's reaction after seeing the congratulatory medal.

As for whether Emperor Ming Kangdi could see that congratulatory chapter, he was completely sure that there was no other reason, and that congratulatory chapter was written by Lan Songquan, the son of Shoufu Lanshan. As a figure who can be ranked in the heart of Ming Kangdi, Ming Kangdi, who likes to read green words, will certainly not miss it.

Qiao Mo took out a handkerchief and wiped the red marks on his fingertips, returned to the Hou Mansion and threw the original scroll into the brazier and burned it to ashes, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Since joining the cabinet, he has been extremely diligent, he has checked the information that others are unwilling to find, and he has transcribed documents that others are unwilling to transcribe, with only one purpose, to be familiar with the handwriting of hundreds of officials in the DPRK and China.

Up to now, he didn't dare to say that he could copy the handwriting of all the Beijing officials, but he could copy the handwriting of those important ministers, especially those officials related to the Lanshan lineage, and the most similar imitation was the handwriting of Lanshan's father and son.

"Childe, Madame, please go to the flower hall for dinner. ”

The servant came to deliver the message, Qiao Mo got up and dusted off the non-existent dust on his body, and walked out calmly.

It's always been my sister who runs for this family, and now it's his turn to be an older brother.

Soon, those congratulatory medals were presented in front of the Ming Kang Dilong case.

After this time, except for a few old guys crying poor, nothing bad happened, Ming Kangdi was in a pretty good mood, first picked up the congratulatory chapter placed in the most conspicuous place and looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and continued to read the next one.

Well, to put it mildly, what the first assistant Lanshan and the second assistant Xu Mingda wrote is often the most in line with him, and I don't know if there is anything that can be surpassed this year.

Emperor Ming Kangdi quickly picked up Lan Songquan's congratulatory medal and looked at it.

Seeing Lan Songquan's words at a glance, Ming Kangdi couldn't help but nodded.

Well, not to mention anything else, Lan Shan's son's good words make people feel really happy to read it.

Of course, there are countless officials who can write a good hand, which is not a big skill, and the key is to see how well the congratulatory chapter is written.

Looking at the content again, Ming Kangdi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help muttering.