Su Musha turned his gaze and moved to Zong Xiao beside him.

Back house? This matter is aimed at Fu Yin Song Linchuan.

Could it be that Lord Song and the fairy water ......

Su Musha quickly calculated: If you want to catch Su Liang, it is also a reasonable choice to start with me. This messenger found the door of the flower shop this time, and followed the spring grass all the way, did he want to find me through the spring grass? This method is too lucky, it is better to wait for the rabbit in the flower shop.

So it was a pure accident that he ran into me, so he asked me to go to Kyoto with him on a temporary basis, and there was no trap set in the government.

Perhaps this is the best time I can get a closer look.

But I still can't figure it out, what does this errand want to do when he finds the door of the flower shop today?

Immersed in their respective thoughts, the two did not exchange a few words of dialogue along the way. As they turned onto the main street, they heard the sound of horses beating and a galloping carriage approaching them. Su Musha and Zong Hu hurriedly retreated to the side of the road to avoid it, and the carriage almost brushed them past, and the dust stirred up raised Zong Hu's head and face.

"Poof, poof...... Which one is this? Hurry up ......" Zong Hao spit out the dust and fine sand in his mouth, but swallowed the scolding that came to his mouth, wiped his face unlucky, and said to Su Musha, who was standing a few steps behind him and happened to avoid the mess, "Boss Su, are you okay?" It's almost there. ”

Su Musha was stunned: The person who drove the car seemed to be Jiang Li. So in the car, it's ...... Is there something wrong with such a hurry?

"Boss Su?"

"It's strange, there are bluestone slabs on the main street, I don't know where this so much ash came from?" Su Musha retracted his gaze from afar, and after sweeping around the ground and Zong Hao, he said with a smile.

When Zong Hao heard this, his face stiffened, and he immediately forced a smile and said, "It's almost here, please." ”

The two of them moved forward again, but Zong Hao never dreamed that the one sitting in the car that was rushing to reincarnate was the eldest prince of the East who he ******** want to climb into the relationship.

*****

Taijoji Temple is the highest institution in charge of ceremonial music, and it is basically the same in the past dynasties. In addition, where there is a grand event, it is mostly undertaken by Taichang Temple for the royal family to set up a gathering in the suburbs.

It's just that everything involves "rites", which is complicated and chaotic, and you can't see it unless you have been immersed in it for many years.

Dongfang Yi is not a person who takes "etiquette" to heart, so although he has the title of "Taichang Temple Xielulang", but that is only a prelude to the master, and he is mostly vague about the "music rhythm" that he should be in charge of on weekdays. Because of his special status, no one among his colleagues dared to find fault with him.

So when he looked at the morning of the ninth day when he came to Taichang Temple to handle the case, the little official in the porter knew that the Dongfang Lord was in a bad mood, and he tentatively inquired with Jiang Li, who stayed in the gatehouse, Jiang Li did not squint, and went to lead the carriage to the side of Taichang Temple.

The little official panicked: "I'll come, I'll take it." ”

"You won't get it." Jiang Li dodged the hand stretched out by the little official, pulled the carriage forward, and then squatted around the carriage for a while, and got up for a while, not knowing what he was busy with.

Seeing that no one picked it up, the little official turned back to the concierge in a daze, who knew that in less than half an hour, Dongfang Yi actually walked out in a robe.

Seeing his face sinking like stagnant water, the little official was stunned: Why is there someone inside who is not happy to find this horse after the New Year? Why is your face more ugly than when you came?

Dongfang Yi is not happy, but he will not be able to send his anger to others, so when this little official came to ask him what he commanded, he still replied calmly: "Prepare the car." ”

The little official was stunned, and hurriedly trotted to lead the carriage that had been parked for a long time.

Dongfang Yi only dropped the sentence "Go to Huaiyuan Station" and got into the car, leaving the little official alone in the same place and puzzled: Has there been a tribute from the southwest recently? What are you doing in Huaiyuanyi?

Dongfang Yi sat in his carriage, his body was not leaning against the wall of the carriage, he felt a thin warmth, he was quiet, and said to Jiang Li, who was driving outside: "You are clever, you didn't cool down the hot mezzanine in the morning," he smiled slightly, "I came out so quickly, it's not a waste, I won't allow it next time." ”

Through a curtain, Jiang Li's voice flattened and said, "No matter how long the young master has been in, this fire cannot be extinguished." Master Sun said, young master, you drank too much wine yesterday, and the wind chilled into your body, and you can't be cold anymore today. ”

Thinking of yesterday's wine, Dongfang Yi's face palened slightly: "When you release the Ya today, you will go to Liuxiang Flower Shop and ask Miss Su what kind of bonsai she wants to offer, you tell her, I found a conspicuous place for her, you can place ten ordinary flower pots, how do she want to arrange, and come up with a plan as soon as possible." ”

There was silence outside the curtain for a while, and Dongfang Yi smiled and said, "What? How many pots of money I lost yesterday, and I'm afraid to come to the door today? ”

"No......" Jiang Li whispered awkwardly, "This kind of trivial matter still has to be bothered by the young master, she ...... Miss Su is also too worry-free. ”

Dongfang Yi sneered, without explaining too much, his mind had already turned to what Taichang Temple Qing Yunrui said to himself not long ago:

"Lord Yun is early."

"Oriental Co-ordinator? Today came so early, it can be seen that he is loyal to the society, the emperor's will has just been given, and Benqing is just about to start, and there is a lack of young talents like you to help him. ”

Colleagues call each other, the closer ones call the name, and the more distant ones call the surname, such as Lord Zhang, Lord Li, Lord Wang, but some of them call for official positions, such as Dongfang General, He Yushi, Liu Shangshu and the like.

However, "Oriental Coordinator" is also a little longer, and it is difficult to read it, and it is uncomfortable to listen to.

The morning sun spilled into the room through the window lattice, and Dongfang Yi's face was mottled, and his words shook like the sun: "Lord Yun, regarding the chrysanthemum appreciation party, since you have allowed the official to undertake it, if you have any requirements, just ask." ”

"That's ......"

Yun Rui was silent and didn't say a word for a long time. Looking at this posture, those who don't know it think that this matter has been covered in all aspects, and there is no problem at all.

Dongfang Yi pretended not to know about Lord Yun's thoughts, and only asked: "Lord Yun, there are still a few points unclear about the chrysanthemum appreciation meeting, first of all, the variety, I heard that there is no limit to chrysanthemums this year?" Are there any requirements for this selected variety? ”

He asked bluntly, but Yun Rui replied vaguely: "The requirements are naturally ......" After saying a sentence, he was silent again, and said after a while, "This piece has been drafted by Li Shaoqing." ”

"As for the block of people's contributions, the lower officials have a few points to build."

Seeing that Dongfang Yi was about to talk eloquently, Yun Rui hurriedly verbally stopped: "The part of the people's election, Master Lu has already received it, and he is about to send someone to notify the Kyushu Guild in Beijing and let them choose a few good ones." (To be continued.) )