It wasn't until Yan Chai had already entered the palace gate of Xuanhui Palace and was no longer visible that Du Xuanzhen straightened up, smiled coldly, and turned to leave. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan chased into the hall, Emperor Jia'an had been waiting for him for a while, and when he saw him coming, he didn't raise his head:

"Can you see Du Xuanzhen?"

He criticized the recital and asked questions.

Yan Chai nodded.

The attendant at the door stepped forward to remove the big sheath that was draped over his body, and brought him a cup of hot tea.

"Du Xuanzhen is on the set." Emperor Jia'an is in a good mood, Du Xuanzhen is not slippery, he has been in the office since the first emperor, and he has risen step by step, but he didn't expect that there will be a time to look away.

"The one surnamed Lu he recommended was thrown into Rong Tuying's door, presumably when he saw you, his expression must have been wonderful." Emperor Jia'an smiled, and the action of reviewing the chapter in his hand was paused, and he smiled when he looked at Yan Chai: "The one surnamed Lu is indeed a talent." ”

He had something to say, his eyes flashed, and then he regained his composure, frowned and asked Yan Chai:

"Taiyuan weapons, can you think of how to solve it?"

Yan answered, obviously not taking the matter to heart.

Emperor Jia'an's brows furrowed even tighter, and his expression was serious:

"How are you going to solve this now?"

Although the problem with the weapons was discovered in time and did not cause greater losses or casualties among the soldiers, this batch of weapons was not a small number.

The Yin family made it clear that they would not help, and Emperor Jia'an took a sip of tea:

"I know that your mother and concubine have met your aunt's granddaughter-in-law in the Dingguo Mansion."

Yan Chai is still unhurried:

"I understand."

Emperor Jia'an casually drew a fold and threw it at him:

"Now that you understand, you can solve it as soon as possible."

The excerpt is about Youzhou's frequent disturbances/disturbances, and Xue Yantuo and the Khitan have not been at peace recently.

After removing the threat of Junji Marquis Jian Shuyu and Tubo, the Tang Dynasty seemed to be peaceful, but in fact it was still under the threat of foreign races.

It's not smooth on the inside.

Emperor Jia'an's smile was cold, and Yan Chai's eyes showed a look of determination.

Several magnolia trees planted in the courtyard have grown very well this year, and they have already budded in mid-February.

Mama Jiang arranged a position for her on a slightly higher attic, where she could see clearly, but not like sitting on a verandah, without a shelter.

The accounts in the house are very simple, and she only has to manage the expenses on the surface.

After seeing half of it, he saw Yan Chai wearing a hat not far away, coming to the inner courtyard.

Fu Minghua stood up, Yan Chai had already raised his head, raised the edge of the hat, gestured at her, and quickly strode under the eaves, and walked to the attic after picking off the hat.

After a while, she heard footsteps, and when she stood up, she saw that Yan Chai's hair was wet, and although he was wearing a hat, his clothes were also soaked in rainwater.

She gestured to Biyun, who was following Yan Chai, and motioned for her to bring hot tea and towels up, and then asked with some curiosity:

"Why are you back now?"

He has been very busy lately, and there are many students who have thrown papers to him after the spring, and this is the time when he is recruiting talents, and she doesn't even go to the outer courtyard, and she doesn't want to disturb him.

"I'll come back and see you."

Yan Chai looked at her with a smile, the heart in his chest seemed to be cold, and at this time, he gradually felt a little more warmth under her smile.

"Maybe I'll be out of Luoyang tomorrow, maybe," he hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand, but felt that his palm was not warm, and then quickly retracted it.

"I won't be back until May or June." He was a little reluctant, and his eyes were firmly on her.

Fu Minghua's smile suddenly stopped.

She knew that Yan Chai was going to leave Luoyang, and the matter of the Taiyuan Ordnance Industry Department would have to be resolved sooner or later, but she didn't expect it to be so fast.

"It's not been a few days since the weak crown ceremony......" she wrinkled her eyebrows, unable to tell what kind of feeling in her heart.

For men, the importance of the weak crown ceremony is naturally self-evident, and it represents a sign of men's adulthood.

Taichang Temple calculated the time early in the morning according to the ritual of turtle divination, and it was necessary for Emperor Jia'an to personally lead him, worship his ancestors accompanied by a group of clansmen, and wear a crown for him personally.

Emperor Jia'an would give him words at that time, and the ceremony was very important.

A few days later, he chose to leave the city tomorrow.

"It's just a small thing."

He said lightly, and after his palm warmed up, he reached out to pull her:

"Yuan Niang, sit with me, I have something to say to you."

Yan Chai attached himself to Fu Minghua's ear and whispered to her, she hugged Yan Chai's arm, listened to it, squinted a pair of watery apricot eyes, and laughed.

"Don't panic if something happens."

He reached out and touched Fu Minghua's hair, her long hair today was only tied into a bundle with a silk rope, hanging down behind her, the girl was slender, and she looked different from her usual dignified and beautiful appearance.

Fu Minghua glanced at him, and Yan Chai asked:

"What's wrong?"

"Saburo is amazing." She vaguely guessed that Yan Chai had a plan, and thought of his words to comfort her, so she became more and more sure.

As soon as he heard this, he was happy, and he came over again and again to ask where the power was, Fu Minghua was stretching out his hand to push him, and Biyun and a few people came up with teacups and clean towels.

Fu Minghua's face was slightly red, he straightened his clothes and sat up straight, took a teacup to hide his embarrassed look, and the few people who came up hurriedly put things down and retreated, and Yan chased her and stopped talking.

Fu Minghua leaned on his arms, watching the magnolia that had just budded being knocked down by the wind and rain, and buried his face in his chest.

He touched her back again and again, silently reassuring her.

On the second day, Yan chased him very early, he went out of the house, but he didn't worry that Fu Minghua would stay in the mansion alone, so he left Yao Shi behind, if there was an emergency, she also had someone to discuss.

He shook Fu Minghua's hand as he left, and only said:

"Wait until I come back to accompany you on the boat." He still remembered this, Fu Minghua's eyes were slightly astringent, and he nodded.

Seeing that he turned over on the horse's back, he turned his head and looked at her deeply, and then his legs clamped the horse's belly, and he shouted softly: "Go!" ”

A team of people followed and turned around, Fu Minghua didn't see his figure gradually disappearing into the corner of the back alley of the Qin Palace, thought about it and ran towards the courtyard with his skirt up.

Yan chased from the backyard, she turned around and went back to the yard, Jiang Mama and the others also ran behind her without knowing it, she ran out of breath, and walked up the stairs quickly along the corridor, she remembered that there was a corridor that connected to the attic, which was higher than the road next to it.

When she went up the corridor and looked out, she still saw a high wall, locking the scenery of the courtyard and the hopes she had had hoped for in her heart.

Fu Minghua was propped up by the railing, his eyes were blank, and he couldn't say what he felt in his heart, but a rapid and heavy footstep sounded. (To be continued.) )