He Wenjing walked around the long street, looked at the sinking sky, and walked into a west street.

There are many flower buildings on West Street, and it is the lively time at night, walking along the way, men and women, warblers and swallows, so noisy and lively.

He Wenjing walked straight to the largest red building in Nanshang, Manchun Building.

The little ladies who were outside giggling and shook their handkerchiefs at He Wenjing. He Wenjing tilted his head to dodge and walked towards the building.

"Ouch, this master, are you looking for a clear or top brand today?" The bustard's mother in the lobby saw the guests, and walked with a flattering smile on her pink face.

He Wenjing stood in the hall and swept his eyes: "Find a little prostitute to listen to two songs." ”

"Oh, listen to the music. The old bustard's eyes changed, and he waved the handkerchief in his hand and leaned into He Wenjing's arms: "Come on, come on, master, come with me." After that, the old bustard took He Wenjing to a row of private rooms next to him, and asked as he walked: "Do you listen to the pipa, or are you also a flute?"

"Listen to the pipa, and you want to sing songs. He Wenjing's eyes swept across the lobby and replied.

"Oh, then you come with me. The old bustard threw the handkerchief in his hand again, but turned on his feet, and led He Wenjing into the room at the end of the private room.

He Wenjing walked in, and the two turtles outside were guarding the door, but a twenty-eight-year-old woman came in and sat down with a pipa in her arms.

After she sat down, the sound of the pipa gradually rose, her lips opened, and the song came.

He Wenjing glanced at the beautiful woman, turned around, and walked into the room next to him. After a few rounds, I entered the secret room.

Outside the room, the sound of the pipa was endless, the guests in the lobby were drinking and looking at the maiko above, and the bustard beckoned to the next guest to come in. Everything is in order.

He Wenjing entered the secret passage and walked for more than half an hour, then turned his head in front of a stone door, opened it and walked in, and when he came out again, it was already in the study of the Huairong Palace.

Zhao Fengyao was sitting in front of the desk in the study, talking to Xiao Tong, the secretary of the Ministry of Officials, who was sitting next to him.

He Wenjing walked out of the secret passage, and the two people in the study turned their heads to look.

He Wenjing walked straight to Zhao Fengyao, holding his hands together: "Shizi." ”

Zhao Fengyao stretched out his hand and compared the stool next to Xiao Tong, his face was calm and restrained: "Lord He, please take a seat." ”

He Wenjing responded, walked to the stool next to Xiao Tong and sat down, and after nodding hello to Xiao Tong, he looked at Zhao Fengyao: "Wen Xiang's side is probably fine." ”

Zhao Fengyao raised his eyes and looked at He Wenjing: "What is his attitude?"

"When I hinted that he should find us to cling to, he answered. He Wenjing looked at Zhao Fengyao and replied in 1510.

"Agreed?" Zhao Fengyao frowned: "Wen Xiang is not a person who would respond to such a person casually. ”

He Wenjing looked at Zhao Fengyao and added, "Drunk." After that, the corners of He Wenjing's mouth hooked, with a light smile on his face.

"Drunk. Zhao Fengyao said, shaking his head: "He is an old fox, and he dares to respond only if he pretends to be drunk." ”

Xiao Tong, who was sitting on the side, also nodded: "The general trend is the trend, and it is up to him whether Wen Xiang wants to or not." However, he is cautious, even if he knows this, he does not dare to act rashly. ”

He Wenjing nodded after listening to Xiao Tong's words, and then looked at Zhao Fengyao: "Then wait for General Liuguang to rescue the concubine Niangniang, and then take the line." ”

"She's never had a problem there. With her ability, on weekdays, it will only be a matter of a few days to pull Concubine Lan out. Zhao Fengyao took He Wenjing's words and said, "It's just ...... The matter of the harem this time is too strange. It's not clear what the problem is on Concubine Lan's side, so let's not hope too much. ”

Xiao Tong on the side nodded and agreed: "Concubine Lan's matter is indeed strange. Someone in the court mentioned one or two sentences, and the emperor changed. probably touched the emperor's scales. ”

"That's the case with Concubine Lan, let's start directly with the Zhuo family. He Wenjing answered on the side.

Zhao Fengyao nodded. Then he looked at He Wenjing: "How the Zhuo family wants to start, let's listen to General Streamer." ”

He Wenjing nodded in response, and Zhao Fengyao turned his head to look at Xiao Tong: "Then let's continue to talk about Su Xinyuan." ”

It was getting late, and the lantern in front of the depressed Huairong Palace's house was shaking, and the old man guarding the door slept dead by the door. The moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

In mid-July, the number of officials who were appointed, dismissed, promoted, and transferred began to move, and the officials who had been scheduled for a long time were not decided, and only some indispensable and important official positions were filled in first.

In this move, most of the people who moved were Zhuo Yijia and their people, most of whom were protégés of several important cities in the court, or people they considered to be honest and loyal.

On the twentieth day of July, among the Sun family exiled to Youling, Sun Xiang was seriously ill, and Sun's aunt and grandmother Zhuo Yirou were also injured due to dystocia, and they were tired of traveling. Both men were killed and exiled on the way.

The bad news came, and it was quickly covered up in the heat of the new official's appointment. It's just that it's hard for the second wife of the Zhuo family, He, to cry in the house, and complain every day that her sister-in-law and mother-in-law didn't find the right person for her daughter, so she went to Huangquan at such a young age.

After crying this time, Hua Taijun, who was already in a bad body, lay on the bed for a few days. Even Gao, who has always been gentle and easy to speak, straightened his face and stopped interacting with the second room for several days.

These days, Zhuo Yijia is still anxious about the pre-determined officials, reviewing them one by one, and the officials who have been promoted to important positions have even gone to inspect this person's character and ability in person.

finally took advantage of Sun Xiang's case to bring a pot of disaster to the court, so naturally he had to be extra careful and careful in the reappointment and promotion.

When he received the bad news from the Sun family, he was following an official who was promoted by the left attendant of the military department.

She didn't care much about Sun Xiang's death, but Zhuo Yirou's death gave her some waves in her heart. At that time, she was sitting in the restaurant, looking through the window at the officials who were buying paper and ink below.

Hearing the news of Zhuo Yirou's death, he looked up at the somewhat gloomy sky. He let out a long breath.

She has a relationship with Zhuo Yirou, except for some things in the boudoir in the past, there are really few. Originally, she had no feelings for Zhuo Yirou, but when she heard this, her heart was inexplicably a little sour.

Although her conduct is not good, or even bad, Zhuo Yijia used some means to avoid her in the boudoir over the years, and as for Zhuo Yirou did not bully her much after being reborn. Zhuo Yijia sighed softly, withdrew his eyes from looking at the clouds in the sky, and looked back at the officials who were still buying paper and ink below.

A moment later, someone pushed the door open and entered, it was Chun'er.

Zhuo Yijia turned his head and looked at Chun'er who was standing opposite.

"What is the matter with the gentleman?"

"Back to the master's words, the Sun family in prison wants to be subordinate. Chun Er raised his head, looked at Zhuo Yijia and said.