The day after the emperor took office in the Rehe Palace, Xie Zhonglin went back to Henan. I have lived in the house for a few days in the past few days, but it has been peaceful. In the evening of this day, I was invited to drink in the house, changed into official clothes, and was about to get on the sedan chair, when I suddenly heard a shout from behind me. This voice was a little hurried. Xie Zhonglin turned to look, but it was the bookstore in the mansion, holding a letter high in his hand and saying, "Your Excellency's letter!" ”

Xie Zhonglin was a little annoyed, as an important minister of the imperial court, when did he not have three or five letters? If it is important, it should be dealt with first, but if it is a personal letter, just throw it aside and read it when you have nothing to do. If it's like this, just give it to him, and he, the general, is afraid that he will die of exhaustion.

Thinking about it, Xie Zhonglin lowered his face and scolded: "What kind of letter just give me without a head and no brain, what are you doing?" ”

The bookstore was a little embarrassed and said: "It's not that the book office can't do things, this letter says that the adult opened it personally, and the bookstore doesn't dare to specialize, and please take a look at it!" ”

Xie Zhonglin had to order to take the letter and look at it, and when he saw that the envelope was written with the words he had personally opened, he said in his heart, it doesn't look like this font was written by a familiar friend, but who wrote it? It is necessary to pick open the candle oil with a boot knife, tear open the envelope, and take out the text from the inside. He didn't look at the text first, but looked at the signature at the end of the letter, and it turned out to be Qing Gege! Qing Gege? How could she write to herself? Xie Zhonglin hesitated! I have to say that he and Fang Song are the same dog. And Fang Song has been in charge of the Ministry for nearly twenty years, and almost no one can pull him! Since Qing Gege overthrew several important ministers of the imperial court and was increasingly reused by the emperor, Fang Song and the others had already regarded Qing Gege as a thorn in their side, and they couldn't wait to swallow her in one bite. Fang Song has made his attitude clear in his previous letters.

A few days ago, in the palace, Fang Song, Xie Zhonglincha and Qing Gege met in the Qinzheng Palace. When Qing Gege answered the matter of Sharoben's disposition, they deliberately objected. I want to kill Qing Gege's sharp spirit, but I don't want the emperor to still adopt Qing Gege's Jianyì, this is really infuriating and hateful! Now, what is she writing to herself for?

With a strong curiosity, Xie Zhonglin carefully read the text of the letter written by Qing Gege. It turned out that Qing Gege frankly admitted in the letter that Fang Song was suspected of forming a party for personal gain and colluding with foreign ministers, and the emperor was most annoyed by the dispute between friends. I'm afraid I'll have to loosen the knife. Qing Gege has no grievances against Xie Zhonglin. I don't want Xie Zhonglin to be implicated because of this.

In the end, Qing Gege did not say how Xie Zhonglin would deal with it, but Xie Zhonglin was an understanding person. It's natural.

Standing in place, Xie Zhonglin didn't move for a long time. He thought to himself, there is no doubt that Qing Gege's letter is here to show goodwill. Split his relationship with Fang Song. But for now, does he still have a choice? Qing Gege is a celebrity in front of the emperor. Whether to form an alliance with Qing Gege or with Fang Song, fools know how to choose. What's more, Qing Gege took the initiative to show goodwill, and Fang Song was in the quagmire again. He's going to have to get out of the way in time.

The sedan chair man stood so much that his legs hurt, and he still didn't see Lord Xie getting on the sedan chair. After waiting for a while, I saw that the adults were still standing in place. I couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "My lord, are you still going to Fuzhi?" ”

This question woke Xie Zhonglin up. He put the letter back in the envelope and said, "Go, how can you not go?" Let's go. "I was about to turn around and found that my feet were numb after standing for too long. He beckoned to his entourage and said, "Come and help me!" ”

The two relatives hurriedly went over to support Xie Zhonglin, and when they arrived at the sedan chair, they were about to open the sedan curtain and invite the adults in, but as everyone knows, Xie Zhonglin suddenly turned around and said: "You go to the mansion to return to the governor, and the governor said that I am unwell from heat stroke today and can't go to the appointment!" With that, he turned around and went straight to the study.

There is a large study room in the outer hall for receiving guests, which is where Xie Zhonglin privately meets his colleagues and handles official documents. In the study, there is a long rosewood table, and there is also a Bogu shelf. Xie Zhonglin is a military general after all, and he relies on martial arts, so there are not many books in the study, only a few copied calligraphy and historical military books.

Hurried back to the study and sat down behind the desk. The little maid in the study offered tea, and Xie Zhonglin instructed to serve pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and he wanted to write a letter. The little guy responded, the one who took the paper took the paper, the one who looked for the pen looked for the pen, the one who grinded the ink, and waited for the adults busily and not chaotically.

At this moment, Xie Zhonglin thought hard, thinking about how to reply to Qing Gege, his words were naturally more humble, and the meaning must be to clearly express his attitude, he was the person on Qing Gege's side.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were ready, and Xie Zhonglin wrote a letter with a pen, which was like a swimming dragon, and it was completed in an instant. He looked at his handwritten letter with satisfaction, carefully drying the ink and placing it in the envelope.

"Your Excellency!" He was interrupted by another grown-up. When I looked up, I saw that it was the same bookstore again, still holding a letter in his hand.

Xie Zhonglin was a little annoyed and reprimanded: "What's the matter? ”

The secretary raised the letter in his hand and said resignedly: "A letter from Lord Shangshufang of the Ministry of Officials!" "It turns out that their adults have always been good friends with Lord Fang, and they usually have a lot of correspondence, so the font is the most recognizable.

Fang Song? Xie Zhonglin seemed to only know the name today. He frowned, trying to think of the man in his mind. He finally remembered, it turned out that he really knew. What did he write again? Xie Zhonglin thought for a while, and then said hesitantly and slowly: "Show me!" ”

The scrivener submitted the letter. Xie Zhonglin opened the letter and read it hastily. Things are just like what Qing Gege said, the emperor has been investigating the chaos of the party recently, so let him be careful, it's better to have less contact with him during this period of time.

Xie Zhonglin crumpled the letter, lit a flint, and burned it to ashes.

In fact, Fang Song's life in the past two days has not been easy. When he went to court that day, the emperor inadvertently asked him who he usually had a good relationship with. Fang Song was difficult to comprehend for a while, and said a few names casually, but was reprimanded by the emperor. At that time, Fang Song was still difficult to understand. Early in the morning, the emperor demoted the two ministers he said to three levels, and only demoted them to Yunnan to be the magistrate. Fang Song suddenly felt bad, he was trembling for the past few days, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

There were three drums outside the courtyard, but it was the third watch. Fang Song rubbed his sore hands and eyes, and looked at the few letters on his desk with full attention. These are to be sent out early tomorrow morning, and most of them are foreign ministers who usually have close contacts with him. The matter is urgent, and he must quickly report to them that the wind in the palace is not good, and everyone should be careful.

"My lord, do you still want tea?" When the little guy saw Fang Song get up, he thought he was tired and wanted to get up and loosen his muscles.

Extremely exhausted, Fang Song didn't even have the strength to reprimand. Disturbedly, he looked back at the letters and asked, "Is this room usually guarded?" ”

The little servant was a little puzzled, and replied: "Here is the same as other places, there are two shifts, and tonight is a small night watch." ”

Fang Song instructed: "Okay, but you have to show me those letters carefully, if there is a piece of paper missing tomorrow, I will ask you!" (To be continued) R580