The courtiers withdrew from the Tianquan Palace, and immediately gathered in groups to discuss.

"Dong Ge Lao! You must find a way to do this for the lower officials! Zhang Ting, the head of the household, pulled Dong Ge Lao's sleeve, and almost cried with a handful of snot and tears.

Dong Ge Lao was also in a difficult situation, so he had to prevaricate: "Otherwise, the Lantern Festival will not use the money from the treasury for the time being, and let all families hold it together." Each family has a few lanterns according to their heads, and they are placed on the Suzaku Avenue, which looks festive and has its own comparison. "Those who love face will definitely not cut corners, but this time the palace is estimated not to prepare lottery heads, and I don't know if everyone will do their best as in previous years. Things are not very valuable, what is rare is the royal gift, and the family of the gifted person also has glory on the face. I don't know what Bixia plans to do this year......

Hubu Shangshu got Dong Ge's old words, took it as a holy decree, and left happily. Even if the top blames it, isn't there still a pavilion elder on top!

The annual meeting of the New Year Regiment, which is sacrificed and worshipped, must not be saved, and he also thought of saving money from the Lantern Festival, but how dare he take the idea of offending those noble and young families who are coaxed by bulls from Sanpin! Since Dong Ge is willing to speak, it will be easy to do.

Compared with the good mood of the Hubu Shangshu, the faces of Wu Li and Cheng Enbo, the Shangshu of the Military Department, are not so good.

Zhao Jiyong, the grain officer, is the second son of Cheng Enbo, the eldest son inherits the title without considering the future, the second son does not become a martial artist, relying on the momentum of the father since he was a child with the hair Xiao Sa Po to bully the good and the good, but also learned the kung fu of the three-legged cat, the body is very strong, so Cheng Enbo for the second son to ask for Yin En to enter the royal forest, from the nine small officials slowly climbed to the seventh grade, and spent a lot of money up and down to dredge, and finally received the escort of grain and grass such a fat difference.

Don't look at the hard work, in fact, as long as it is not wartime, it is not dangerous at all, not only can you mix some grain and old grain into the grain and grass, but also allow the loss of a part of the military supplies, and sell it for a large sum of money. Another advantage is that you can take your private belongings to the frontier to do business with the Northern Barbarians, and then exchange them for large pieces of fur and spices, and then sell them in the shops in the capital, and you can make a lot of money at a time, and you don't have to pay the cost of inviting a dart game!

However, this time, the emperor blocked the income that could be made from grain and grass in one sentence, and Wu Li and Cheng Enbo felt that they had suffered a loss.

"Uncle, I told you about this, it depends on you whether you do it or not, and the lower officials still have important matters, so I will leave." Seeing that he couldn't get any benefits this time, he didn't stay long, patted his ass and left, and scolded his mother behind his back with that Cheng Enbo! For his son's errand, he didn't stuff this old thing with silver! Now that the benefits are gone, it's quick to clear up the involvement! What could he do? Will he let his son push this errand in vain and be put in his place? Do you want their family's face anymore?

Dry! Even if you can't move the grain and grass, don't you still have private goods! This time, let him bring more tea and coarse salt!

Gao Shenghan returned to the dormitory, changed out of his heavy court clothes, moved his hands and feet in comfortable regular clothes, and let out a long breath. Maintain a sitting posture on the dragon chair and sit quietly for an hour, and still wear such a suit, it is false to say that you are not tired. I didn't even dare to drink more water in the morning.

Gonggong Deng waited for his master to change into soft thin-soled shoes, watched Jinbao ingots serve fragrant tea and snacks, and nodded with satisfaction.

"The master is tired, but you want to call a few little masters to play the piano and talk to relieve boredom?" Thinking about his master everywhere is a philosophy that he has been instilled in since he was a child. In his opinion, it is a tiring job to get up on the fifth watch day to listen to the war of words and words of those wastes, and he doesn't see that the master is not in good spirits now. Gonggong Deng was distressed for a while, and wished that the five days and the first dynasty would be changed to once every ten days. It's not that Emperor Zu has done this before, and even when Zhongzong was alive, he had a record of not going to court for more than ten years, favoring a certain concubine in the harem, and going down to Jiangnan several times to find beauties, and I didn't see any chaos in the court at that time! The master doesn't want to be a Ming monarch, and he doesn't need to raise troops and rejuvenate the country, it's good to maintain this! Those brain-wrenching jobs should be done by those mediocre ministers!

Gao Shenghan stretched out on the soft couch and said lazily: "No." Find a job to rub my shoulder bones and squint. ”

Gonggong Deng happily responded, kneading and relaxing his muscles for the emperor, and at the same time gave Yuanbao a look. Yuan Bao quietly retreated very interestingly. Jinbao also lightened the movements of his hands, cleaned up the snacks on the table that did not use a few pieces, and made a pot of health tea to warm it.

Gao Shenghan slept comfortably, and was slowly recovering his senses, feeling that there were a pair of hands with moderate strength and skillful movements massaging his shoulders and backs, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling.

"Good kung fu." Would you like to tip more later......

"Bixia is comfortable." A gentle man's voice sounded in his ears, Gao Shenghan was stunned for a moment, and immediately opened his eyes.

She turned her face to stare at the delicate countenance that was close at hand, her lips moving, and she realized that there was nothing to say. What can be said? Just now, she thought she was doing beauty care at a beauty salon.

Murong Zhen raised his eyes and glanced at it, lowered his eyes again, and continued to rub it for her. The thick and curved eyelashes fluttered slightly, indicating that he was also extremely unsettled.

The beauty is on the side, with the unique atmosphere of a teenager, it feels like his son's classmate is honoring himself, Gao Shenghan is a little embarrassed, and motions to the other party to stop. Murong Zhen hurriedly helped her up.

Looking around, there was no one in the hall except for the two of them—no, it seemed that she also felt two breaths, looming, but there was no human figure. I guess it's those secret guards or something......

Lean on it. My right to privacy~~~~ Gao Shenghan sighed with emotion, washed his face with the hot water brought by Murong Zhen, cleared his mind a little, sat on the soft couch, looked at the young man, and didn't know what to say.

Murong was a little nervous. This bastard doesn't want to daylight, right...... The movements in his hands were not chaotic, he sorted out the folds on his clothes for the king, straightened the ornaments (four or five jade pei jade jue Yingluo), and brought the dresser box, took out the grate and combed Bixia's temples with a few messy hairs, and the action was called a skillful.

Gao Shenghan was a little surprised that this kind of service work was so handy for this young man, and asked casually: "What do you do at home?" ”

Murong Zhen made a move, and quickly packed up the dresser, hiding the panic in his heart, and replied calmly: "Father...... He has been involved in civil engineering. "His father is a member of the Ministry of Works, but isn't he in charge of the construction of the official residence and even the repair of the royal palace. However, the emperor couldn't remember this at all...... It made him feel a little uncomfortable. Probably in the eyes of the king, no matter what kind of origin or background, they are just playthings...... Right?

Murong Zhen lowered his eyelashes and hid the resentment in his heart.