189. Reconciliation or resignation?
Xiao Qianjiong's case went around and around, and finally somehow it was transferred to Ying Tianfu Yin He Wenli. It stands to reason that the case that happened in the palace is not Ying Tianfu's turn to manage, but Lord He Wenli, who is Yin of Ying Tianfu, suddenly snatched the right to hear this case from Dali Temple, the Criminal Department, and the Inspectorate. But when he saw the crying face of Lord He when he received the order, he knew that he was forced to be helpless. Pity... Nobody believes it!
Dali Siqing: The case in the palace, you should be a fart hand of Tianfu Yin? The hands are too long.
Shangshu of the Criminal Department: After winning the robbery, he still has a crying face, and he really wants to slap him twice.
The left and right sides of the Inspectorate have a history: At first glance, it is a case of offending people, and there are still people who cross the line to rob it, what a stupid hat.
Lord He: Labor and management are really forced!
Anyway, there is naturally no need to worry about this case in the hands of He Wenli. Even if it was to confess that he had helped Xiao Qianye hide something with his conscience last time, he would do his best to give Wei Junmo the result he wanted. Although he was still repaired some wanted to cry.
Because Wei Junmo came back, the atmosphere of the entire Yanwang Mansion became extraordinarily relaxed. Even Nangong Mo felt a lot more relaxed, before the entire mansion had to be supported by her alone, although it was not impossible to deal with it, it was inevitable that she was a little nervous. Now that the person who is really in charge is back, Nangong Mo naturally sleeps happily every day until he wakes up naturally.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Wei Junmo sitting on the edge of the bed with a book in his hand. Hearing her wake up, he looked up at the love of her, "Awake?" ”
"Yes." Lazily raised his waist, Nangong Mo rolled directly to the side of the bed and poked his head to look at the book in his hand, "The book of soldiers?" How did you remember to come to see this? ”
Wei Junmo raised his hand to caress her hair, and said softly, "We're going to leave Jinling." ”
"To Youzhou?" Nangong Mo's eyes lit up, she was tired of Jinling for a long time. Fighting all day long, it's all brain-dead, and people will become small-bellied after staying for a long time.
Wei Junmo nodded slightly, "The northern land is not as prosperous as Jinling. ”
"Who cares." Nangong Mo disagreed, "At least the people in Youzhou will be more comfortable looking at than those in Jinling." "As long as there are people and rivers and lakes, there will be fights. But Nangong Mo felt that she was really a little tired of these people and things in Jinling. Those who can't be on the stage keep up with things that can't be on the table. Fighting like black-eyed chickens all day long, I'm afraid that these people don't know what they're fighting for except for power.
"When are we leaving?" Nangong Mo asked, after all, Wei Junmo still has an official position from the second grade. If it is transferred to Youzhou in an open and honest manner, it can almost be regarded as above 10,000 people except for King Yan. With such an important position, Xiao Qianye would not give it to Wei Junmo cheaply. But if he leaves in other ways, it means that Wei Junmo must give up all the current qiqiē.
"I'll leave when Jinling's affairs are over." Wei Jun said unexpectedly.
Nangong Mo nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask people to prepare." So as not to be in a hurry. ”
The purple eyes are written faintly gentle, if the average boudoir woman hears that she is going to run from the prosperous Jinling to the desolate Youzhou, she may even have to give up all the qiē, even if she doesn't cry bitterly, she will be sad reads();