"What's the problem?"

The official stretched out his index finger and gently tapped on the imperial case, looking directly at Chai Chen with deep black eyes.

"Father, the first question you asked me. Chai Chen did not avoid his inquiring gaze, raised his eyes to look back at the official family, his eyes were clear and open: "He asked me why I chose those people." ”

"How do you answer him?"

The official immediately asked.

Obviously, that's what matters most.

Instead, Chai Chen leaned on the backrest relaxedly and took the tea presented by Yang Xianmao: "The sons advised them not to guess their father's thoughts. ”

The official only hesitated, frowning slightly: "Them?"

Chai Chen couldn't help but sit up straight, and the incomprehension of the official family made him feel stunned: "He naturally came to inquire for Liu Xin's people." ”

“……”

The official family was noncommittal, immersed in his own thoughts. The eyes become deeper and more bottomless.

This made Chai Chen even more surprised: "Lelang has a wine bag and a rice bag, how can he think of this?"

"The Marquis of Anguo's Mansion will not have wine bags and rice bags. ”

The official family lost his mind and blurted out his thoughts.

Chai Chen was stunned, there were several tastes in his heart, and he sighed with a wry smile - probably, the essence aura of the Marquis of Anguo Mansion went to "Le Lin".

"You're doing a good job. The official waved his hand at him lightly and said with a smile: "Stand down." ”

Chai Chen bowed goodbye.

After a while, when his figure was far away from the Wende Palace, the official said to Yang Xianmao in a cold voice: "Call Yu Jiayu over." ”

Yang Xianmao took the order and left.

But before he could cross the threshold, the official changed his mind again: "Slow!"

"Official?" Yang Xianmao secretly raised his head and carefully observed the official's expression.

"No need. ”

I saw that the official's face was gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously pulled to the side, becoming a contemptuous angle, obvious displeasure and disgust.

Yang Xianmao was shocked and hurriedly lowered his head.

……

戌時.

There was a layer of snow on the streets, and many businesses were still open.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year this year, Suzaku Street was more lively than usual, and the ruts of horse-drawn carriages and the footprints of passers-by were left on the snow, but they were soon covered by another layer of snow.

"Shopkeeper Shi?"

Before entering the Babao Teahouse, Le Lin saw Shi Chang pacing back and forth at the door, uneasy.

"What's wrong again?"

She smiled helplessly and sighed - Shi Chang is good at everything, diligent, loyal, and tactful, the only drawback is that he is too cautious.

Shi Chang looked left and right, making sure that no one was listening, and leaned into her ear: "The owner, Liu Gelao, Lord Ouyang, and Lord Sima are ...... in the Peony Pavilion."

"Shopkeeper Shi," Le Lin raised his hand and intercepted his words: "Tell me, when will they not come to the Peony Pavilion?"

Speaking of which, the Peony Pavilion now seems to have become the editorial club of "Bianjing Magazine".

After the next dynasty, come to the peony hall for a snack.

After reviewing the draft, come to the Peony Pavilion for a cup of tea.

If you have nothing to do, come to the Peony Pavilion to enjoy the fish and chat.

When those editors stayed in the Peony Pavilion, they probably stayed more than in the editorial office. No, maybe more time than they spend at home.

"But since they arrived, they have been drinking non-stop......"

Shi Chang said worriedly, his eyebrows furrowed enough to catch a fly.

Le Lin was not surprised, and did not take it to heart: "Wen Shaobao is still drinking and scolding people, right?"

"No, no, no," Shi Chang shook his head again and again: "Lord Wen didn't come together. ”

"Huh?"

At this moment, Le Lin finally noticed that something was wrong: "Then, they are ......" She thought about it, sorted out her words, and asked: "Are they drinking happily or unhappily?"

Shi Chang replied: "Nine times out of ten, I am unhappy. When the little one went to serve the food, I heard a few of them sigh incessantly, fortunately it was winter, otherwise they would have tossed a lot of leaves. ”

"Okay, I'll go check it out. ”

Le Lin stepped into the threshold and headed in the direction of the Peony Pavilion.

……

Sufuju.

Next to the water pavilion, the fire burned red.

As soon as the snow fell on the side of the stove, it instantly turned into mist.

The lake under the water pavilion is now frozen, but there is still water faintly rippling under the ice.

The scenery in winter is not inferior to that of spring, autumn and summer.

Pang Ji held the cup and was silent.

He should have been happy, but things went so well that he was worried.

"Teacher. ”

Yao Hongyi on the side didn't know what was on his mind: "Does the official family want to weaken the power of the six departments?"

"Hmm," Pang Ji turned the lid of the cup, pinched the small cup with the other hand, and took a sip of Bailu tea: "It's not just six." ”

"More than six?" Yao Hongyi thought about the things before and after, was shocked, and trembled: "There are still ...... You?"

Pang Ji didn't answer, he looked at him fixedly, and after a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "It's not me, it's the 'prime minister'." ”

Yao Hongyi's expression froze for a moment, his expression was not so much fear as shock: "Impossible, ...... since ancient times"

What from ancient times?

He didn't go any further.

What is the use of what is not since ancient times?

"But, teacher, you let Ge Min stir up such a stir, didn't you just give the official family a reason?"

Since that day he went to contact Ge Mincai for Pang Ji, Yao Hongyi has always had this doubt in his heart.

Pang Ji was dismissive: "A more logical opportunity than this has not been without it before." However, the official family did not take action until this time......"

In the second half of the sentence, he swallowed - exactly, what are the officials waiting for?

What was he worried about before?

In the past, Pang Ji was unconcerned.

But after reading that book of "Hengshu" over and over again, he was shocked to realize that the official family had actually laid out the game early in the morning.

What is it for?

If this is the "time ripe", then, for the official, what is the "timing"?

But no matter how much he flipped through the book and read it carefully, how much he meditated, he couldn't figure it out.

"The teacher couldn't guess the official's thoughts, so he had to follow his intentions and wait for the flaws. ”

Pang Ji raised his glass, took a piece of snowflake, and drank it all. White dew tea, bitter with a cold touch.

"Besides," he said with a smile, "this step of the official family may mean that he is cocooned and self-bound." ”

The cold hair on Yao Hongyi's back stood on end, and he grinned in a daze, unable to laugh at all.

The Pang nationality in front of him made him inexplicably creepy.

……

Liaoshangjing.

The night froze, and the wind and snow gradually stopped.

In the Moon Palace, the palace maid Serido was on guard outside the door of the study.

In the distance, she saw the Second Highness Yeluchi coming again.

"Second Highness, Hail Blessed!"

Seridore saluted respectfully.

This time, Yeluchi was familiar with it, and pushed the door in.

There are not many candles in the room, and the shadows are slender, so I have to light the position of the bookcase by the window.

"Ah Jiu!"

When Yeluchi saw the figure lying on the desk, he called out loudly: "I found it!"

When the man heard this, he turned around, and it was Yeluli.

She closed the scroll, motioned for Yeluchi to sit on the chair next to her, and asked indifferently, "How is it?"

"As you expected. ”

……