It's snowing.

At the end of the year, in the second month of his tenure, all the wood and stone were collected and sent to the wood and stone storehouse where the master would be overseered, and the craftsmen carefully brushed the giant wood with tung oil and tied it tightly with hemp rope, so that the palace could be rebuilt only in the spring of next year.

In a month's time, Ma Yue completed the collection of wood and stone that the imperial court could only complete over the years, and won great praise among the court and the opposition. Even the conspiracy theorists who previously thought that Ma Yue wanted to buy and make a master craftsman to snatch oil and water from the eunuchs had to praise Ma Yue.

Ma Yue actually spent a lot of money to buy such a master craftsman as a master craftsman, and he collected enough wood and stone to build a palace in order to build it faster. This seems to many to be simply stupid.

Some people only saw Ma Yue's 'stupidity', but some people saw Ma Yue's integrity, and for a while, no one even bought the official position of being a master craftsman, and no one ridiculed Ma Yue anymore, and the reputation of the Liangzhou barbarians was much better in October.

Ma Yue has done a big thing, but another big thing that people are looking forward to has not satisfied their eyes. Since the news spread that Ma Yue was beaten by a slave of the Yue Qi Mansion, everyone was waiting for Ma Yue's revenge attentively. Everyone was waiting to see the consequences of He Miao's tiger whiskers.

Unexpectedly, this incident of Ma San's revenge that they expected was like a stone sinking into the sea, and Ma Yue, who had recovered his injuries, looked up and down as if this incident had never happened on weekdays, stayed in his mansion to perform martial arts and study, and even greeted He Jin and He Miao with a smile.

Is this still the temperamental Ma Yue?

No matter what others think, Ma Yue has to do his own thing. The injuries on his body were almost healed, so he worked harder to refine his martial arts, read more military books and battle strategies, and good governance. And go to write letters, send letters to home, write letters to Youzhou, Bingzhou, Wu County, write to Ma Teng, write to Ma Zong, write to Ma Chao, write to Ma Dai. Write to Dong Zhuo, write to Li Dao, write to Guo Yan. Write to Liang Hu and write to Cheng Li. Write to Cai Yong, write to Cai Yan, write to Gan Ning, write to Gu Yong.

Ma Yue wrote the letters one by one, and sent the caravans one by one, although he didn't know how many of these letters could be sent to his hands under the war between the bandits in Jiangnan and Xiliang in those years, he still had to write letters.

This time he fell on his heels, so he had too many things to say to others, but there were not many people around him who could speak.

As Ma Yue's injuries improved, Guan Yu returned to Dongguan to continue his work as a school secretary, while Ma Yue spent his days mingling with a group of craftsmen to learn how to draw the composition of the palace.

The last few days of the year are always the busiest time, Ma Yue was busy with the prison until the evening, and just walked to the mansion against a snowstorm, he saw a set of yellow-door chariots placed outside the door, and the horses had been taken away, and it was estimated that he was in the stable at home. Jian Shuo is here.

In the dry and cold winter, even the horses will freeze, and these good horses are all treasures, just like the fire in the stable of Ma Yue in winter, for fear of freezing the horse's legs.

"The master is back, Ah Yu has already set up a bonfire and is preparing to roast the sheep, it is estimated that you will come back at this time, you enter the hall first, and wait for you to come back when the yellow door comes."

Ma Li took off the cloak to cover the snow for Ma Yue at the door, Ma Yu and Peng Shi lit a fire in the yard to prepare the ingredients, Ma Yue said hello to them and went straight into the inner house, as soon as he entered, he saw Jian Shuo was holding the book reader on the shelf, and when he saw Ma Yue coming in, he hurriedly got up and smiled: "San Lang is back, are you busy these days?" ”

"Yes, seeing that the year is over, the whole day has been composed with the craftsmen in the past few days, and the restoration of the north and south palaces will be started after the year." Ma Yue put the saber on the sword stand and smiled at Jian Shuo: "Why does my brother have time to come to me today?" ”

Jian Shuo put down the book and smiled at Ma Yue: "There's nothing to do in the garden, come here for a meal and bring you a letter by the way." ”

"Oh? What's the news about West Park? ”

Ma Yue sat aside, casually squatting on the ground and stretching out his red hands to warm himself on the charcoal fire, he had been friends with Jian Shuo for so many years, and he didn't need to see each other.

"On Chinese New Year's Eve, Your Majesty invites you to participate in this year's festival and the palace banquet in the evening." Jian Shuo said: "In previous years, there were all Zhuqing at the palace banquet, San Lang participated for the first time, I want to come and tell you, He Miao will also be there at that time, you have to be mentally prepared." ”

"Hey, I thought something was going on." Ma Yue waved his hand nonchalantly and smiled: "It's okay, don't worry, Brother Jian, I won't mess around at the palace banquet, at most ignore him." ”

Jian Shuo nodded and asked: "San Lang, if you plan to do anything to He Miao, you must tell the slave, you don't have to respond to this matter for so long, the slave always feels that there is no score." ”

"The slave is not Zhang Rang Zhao Zhong, he is not familiar with He Jin, maybe the slave can help you with something."

"How many people think like my brother? Does the whole court think so? Ma Yue withdrew his hands, stood up and said with a smile: "I'm afraid the world will not be chaotic, I don't plan to retaliate, I can't eat and walk around after killing He Miao, if I can't kill him, this matter is definitely not over, it is better to stop while the matter is still in my hands." ”

Ma Yue always remembered the plan that Yang Feng told him, although he was not ready to let Yang Feng find a chance to kill He Miao, but he chose to bury his hatred deep in his heart and would not say it to anyone.

"Master, it's almost baked, do you want to bring it in?"

Ma Li's clothes were rubbed with charcoal color everywhere, and he poked his head out at the door and asked, "Brother Zhong is making fish, and he will be able to cook in a while." ”

"Okay, bring the shelves in, and go to the cellar to get some wine, and prepare it for the old lady, right?"

"Yes, you're ready."

These days, thanks to Jian Shuo, I often go to the house to meet and chat with Mrs. Pei, speaking of which Ma Yue and Jian Shuo are also promoted to worship their mother's friendship.

"Brother Jian, I know that you are for my good, don't worry, I won't act impulsively. After such a set-up, I understand that things are more reasonable, and I can rest assured. ”

"If only you understood." Jian Shuo nodded, and smiled at Ma Yue: "Your Majesty has often boasted about you these days, and you have done a really beautiful job of collecting wood and stone this time, not to mention the presiding over by the attendants, that is, He Jin spent four months to build the wood and stone collected by the mausoleum in the years when he was a master craftsman, and you actually got it in one month." ”

Jian Shuo praised Ma Yue, Ma Yue smiled and didn't speak, so he heard Jian Shuo continue: "By the way, San Lang, don't you have a good relationship with Cao Poshi?" Today in the courtyard, I heard Zhang Rang talking to His Majesty about Cao Poshi, and His Majesty intends to resurrect him in the near future, you can go and congratulate him. ”

Ma Yue waved his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Poshi is friendly to me, but he is not suitable to be an official, don't talk about it, come, let's eat." ”

Everyone gathered, drank and feasted and swallowed sheep, Yan Xing, who had drunk too much, sang with his head on the wine jar and pulled the donkey's throat and kept singing, Guan Yu danced the sword and the house with drunkenness, Ma Yue and Jian Shuo beat the chopsticks on the side of the bowl, and the noise in the house did not stop until midnight......