On the Jinluan Palace, Murong Qing sat upright, silently overlooking the ministers standing at the bottom of the steps. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Your Majesty Shengming", after a short silence, one after another the courtiers spoke in unison, lifted their official robes and prostrated down, Qian Shangshu was speechless for a while, and had to kneel silently on the cold black jade ground.

Murong Qing changed his words and greatly praised the efficiency of the military department. He took the list of soldiers killed checked by the military department, and ordered Xuanshu to throw it directly into Qian Shangshu's hands.

"Quickly join forces with the Ministry of War to issue bereavement pensions from tomorrow to comfort these heroes who sacrificed their lives for the country. Qian Aiqing, do you have any objection to this expenditure? ”

Qian Shangshu glanced at ten lines, skimmed over it, and quickly calculated an account in his heart.

Although the pension is huge, fortunately, Xixia has had a smooth weather in recent years, and the treasury is still full.

Murong Qing commanded his army, how could he not be able to distinguish the situation and talk about the bereavement of the fallen soldiers.

It's just that there is no problem with such a grand expenditure, and it has become a joke for him to cry about the cost of Murong Qing's construction of the Paiyun Palace.

Weighing the pros and cons, although Su Rui is gone, and the new secretary of the military department has not yet been appointed, Qian Weizhen did not dare to use this pension to make a feud with the military department, he promised to repeat and replied: "Weichen has no objection." ”

There was a slight commotion among the ministers below, and there was a detailed discussion. Qian Shangshu's two replies contradicted himself, and some people had already heard it clearly.

Murong counted as soon as he arrived, coughed lightly and spoke again: "Spread my will, all the returning non-commissioned officers will be added to the first rank, and the salary will be doubled. ”

Everyone shouted in unison, and the mountain shouted long live.

Qian Shangshu covered his face with a wat, he didn't get up straight for a long time, cold sweat trickled down his forehead, he was ashamed and afraid of both, and he couldn't wait to dig a hole in the ground first.

He has been in charge of the household department for many years, and he has always relied on the old and sold the old, claiming to be Murong Qing's former boss, and he is in charge of such a fat shortage, not to mention which minister in the court, even Murong Qing himself, usually looks down on him.

After seven years, Qian Weizhen seemed to really realize that the one in the court was no longer his former subordinate, but the emperor who had been replaced as a fake.

was slapped in the face by Murong Qing in public, Qian Shangshu lost face, and he no longer dared to be contemptuous.

Emperor Chongming's second holy decree: to restore Huaizhou Taishou Chen Rujun, temporarily take the post of deputy assistant of the cabinet, and set off immediately as soon as the holy decree arrives.

Compared with the first decree, the second is even more shocking.

In a state of stagnation, the attitude of Xia Ge, the first assistant of the cabinet, is eye-catching.

Xia Ge Lao did not mention Chen Rujun's background, and stood on the side of Emperor Chongming with a clear attitude: "Chen Rujun is a jinshi of the first department of my dynasty, and the first emperor appointed the leader. Lord Chen is always talented, not inferior to Fang Du's strategy when Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty. ”

Comparing the prosperous era of Taizong with today's Xixia Dynasty, Emperor Chongming was embarrassed in his heart, but he also really admired the eloquence of Xia Ge Lao, Xia Ge Lao looked around and continued to talk eloquently: "Lord Chen's period of worry has passed early, and the cabinet will inevitably be like a tiger with wings with him." ”

Xia Ge was so smart that he moved out of the first emperor directly, and showed the attitude of the cabinet, and first blocked the mouths of the ministers. Murong Qing bowed slightly, very satisfied with this pavilion elder.

Chen Rujun, the brother-in-law of Emperor Murong Qing of Chongming, was originally employed in the Hanlin Academy, and the first emperor let Huaizhou Taishou go, and his political achievements were outstanding during his tenure, and he was a noble minister with a high voice among the people.

The year after Murong Qing succeeded to the throne, Chen's mother died of illness, and Chen Rujun was worried at home, which was supposed to be a three-year filial piety period, but there was no recovery in the next six years.

The Chen family is a big family in the local area, and has always cultivated and studied heirlooms, Chen Rujun, who left Rentu, returned to the clan, bought 100 acres of land in Huaizhou, and founded the Academy of Chinese Culture, teaching and educating people since then.

The former scholar of the Hanlin Academy personally taught, and the nearby people were moved by the wind and described it as rushing, which is not an exaggeration. In the past seven years, countless talents have been educated, and now they are all over the world.

Emperor Chongming succeeded to the throne for seven years, and the court did not use a relative of the Murong family and the Su family.

Murong Qing was full of guilt for his brother-in-law, but Chen Rujun was willing to be obscure and had no regrets. Not only did he not mention the repetition, but he never even set foot in the capital.

The patriarch of the Su family is more interesting, leading the Su family to live in seclusion in Cangnan County, at the foot of Yuquan Mountain in Xin'an Prefecture, bought a few hills and manors, and planted dozens of acres of chrysanthemum gardens on the mountain, taking Tao Yuanming's artistic conception of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely appearing in Nanshan", and living a more secluded life.

The subtleties in the court were infinitely magnified by officials at all levels, and Chen Rujun was automatically ignored by the officials.

Six years later, the news of Chen Rujun's recovery has privately brought countless undercurrents surging, but his face is still as silent as stagnant water.

As far as the matter is concerned, Murong Qing's will is not biased, coupled with the support of Xia Ge Lao, the will will was passed down immediately, when the snow first stopped, Chen Rujun and his family were already on the way to Beijing, and they actually came to the capital in time to celebrate the New Year, which is a later story.

When the wind direction of the court changed abruptly, the flowers and shadows in the Bright Wei Palace were still heavy.

Murong Wei was reclining on the soft couch under the window, with a pink snow satin quilt on her lap, trimming her nails with tassels.

The peach blossom juice stored in the summer has been cleared several times, mixed with a little alum, and melted in the crystal bowl, the color is uniform and shiny. Tassel carefully finished trimming Murong Wei's nails, and carefully dyed her already pink nails with peach blossom juice.

The ten fingers are like green onions, white as jade, and they are round and slender. Murong Wei looked at it with satisfaction, the Kodan that had just been dyed was natural, glowing with tender and delicate pink, like a flush accidentally washed by the smoke and rain in spring, warm and proper.

In her previous life, she didn't like the red dyed by impatiens, she thought that the beauty was too public, like the arrogance of the red clothes. It's still this peach blossom pollen, as light as a cloud of smoke, but it can't be smudged, with some hearts only for the mood of the girl who is in turmoil, Yingying is like this.

The faint heart was reawakened today, and the light red smoke gradually turned into a fog in the eyes, to the point that it was like a soft thin net, scattering the moonlight, and I don't know who was trapped in the center of the net.

The tassel was lightly colored, and she applied another layer carefully, wanting to wrap Murong Wei's fingers with a soft cloth, but she stopped her, and only opened her fingers to see the Kodan air drying naturally.

The peach blossoms are slightly raining, reflecting each other, and I think of the best Chinese years in my previous life for no reason, Su Duhan also dyed Kodan for herself. It's just that the hand that had dyed Kodan for himself had also mercilessly stabbed the sword into the hearts of the Murong clan.

The bead curtain was lightly lifted, and the red bean came in with the wiped guqin, carefully placed it on the piano platform, and smiled at Murong Wei: "The princess has not played the piano for the past few days, and the slave maid is afraid that it will be dusty, so she took it down and wiped it." ”