She asked, "Prime Minister, are you helping Xuanheng?" ”

Before she arrived in Kyoto, someone told her that the prime minister was a trustworthy person, whether she had something to ask for help or a plan to help, she could find him, because he had a great friendship with Xuan Heng.

However, the prime ministers she came into contact with, from the inside out, did not look like righteous people.

In Xuan Heng's letter, the mastermind is the third prince, that is the prince, and the prime minister accepted it like this, and he doesn't seem to be ready to leave it at that, looking at it, even if it is the prince, he may not be willing to give up.

There are only two sons left, and the third prince instigated the ghosts in the army, and the counterfeit money incident listened to the tone of the prime minister......

In an era when imperial power and inheritance are extremely important, what she encountered, whether it was Ah Qian, Xuan Heng, or the prime minister in front of her, did not seem to be as foolish and pedantic as she imagined......

Tian Mi was a little distracted, in her ears, a low chuckle came, there was a hint of helplessness in the laughter, she looked in surprise, and saw Cui Xiyan shaking her head, and said with a smile: "The girl is afraid that she has misunderstood, this official is not helping Xuan Shizi." ”

Tian Mi blinked even more in surprise, seeing that his smile was a little slower, he didn't look at her, only lowered his eyebrows, his left hand touched the wide sleeve robe of his right hand, held the cup in his right hand, raised his head and drank, a faint smile appeared on his lips, his eyes were far-reaching, and his voice was low, "The girl doesn't seem to understand, this official is the prime minister of Changguo, not the royal prime minister." ”

After that, he raised his glass of wine with a smile, and said to Tian Mi, who was slightly stunned: "Yes, it is not that the official helps the prince, but that the official and the prince have the same position." ”

Position, the same?

The corners of her lips curved slightly, Tian Mi couldn't help but smile and nodded understandingly.

"That's right." Seeing that Tian Mi dispelled her doubts, Cui Xiyan didn't care about her straightforward and presumptuous offense, and said with a smile as always: "It's been some time since the girl entered Beijing, but have you seen the old people in this palace?" ”

The old man in the palace? Tian Mi was slightly stunned at first. After thinking about it, she couldn't help but smile, she smiled and said: "In the past two years, the connection has not been broken." If it's just a meeting, it's not time yet. ”

"That one won't be easy, either." Cui Xiyan smiled and said slowly: "A few years ago, the Qingzhou tax supervisor asked and beheaded, and Wang Zhixian, who was greedy for a huge amount of money, was also killed as an example, and he was the former richest man in Qingzhou, the Lin family. It was also the exhaustion of the family's property to save the lives of the upper and lower families, according to the incident, Lin Weiya, the head of the Lin family, traveled according to the trip. This matter attracted great attention at the time, however, the woman who had a close relationship with these people was ignored. ”

After a pause, he looked at the girl opposite with a smile and said, "Get up, she had no foundation or power when she entered the palace, if it weren't for the girl's spare effort to support her in terms of money." Let her take care of all kinds of relationships, even if she has the means to do so, it will never take her only one year to climb to the position of the concubine, so that the saint who has always been hard-hearted, regardless of the three thousand beauties, loves her very much. ”

When it came to this old man, Tian Mi couldn't help but think of the strangeness of the emperor when he faced the saint for the only time.

Sister Fengxian ...... She shook her head lightly, nothing.

Seeing Tian Mi's lack of interest, Cui Xiyan smiled slightly and stopped continuing the topic. He only said: "Thank you girl for coming to tell me, and the official will handle everything in the future." ”

Tian Mi got up and said, "Then there is Prime Minister Lao." ”

Tian Mi said goodbye, and she walked far away. Looking back, in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, Cui Xiyan was still drinking alone, and the figure was blown out of infinite loneliness by the cold wind.

Since she has entrusted everything to the prime minister, she can only do her share with peace of mind. After coming out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she returned to Baixin and instructed a lot of things, and then she felt a little more relieved.

Tian Mi stepped on the night, returned to the mansion he had purchased in Kyoto, and soon after entering the door, the steward greeted him, he bowed down and handed over a gift box, and handed Tian Mi a letter, which was sent by the post officer.

Tian Mi took the brocade box that was a little worn, took the letter, looked at the familiar handwriting on the letter, and stopped unconsciously in her steps, not knowing what the look was on her face.

The white fingers slowly slid across the envelope, her expression was a little dazed, and after a while, she felt the heart of the steward and the surprised gaze, she still didn't know what kind of expression to show on her face, but she moved the corners of her lips lightly, and said to him: "I know, you go down first." ”

She walked as smoothly as she could, but the more she walked, the faster her steps became, and with her last breath she ran back to the boudoir, closed the door, lit the lamp, and tore open the envelope.

In the thick envelope, there were a full dozen pages, and the weight was like a full heart.

In the bright light, the words with iron and silver hooks jumped out, and the words were tightly displayed in front of them, but the eyes seemed to be able to see the appearance of the man as he wrote, and the ears could hear the sound of the words as he read them.

Tian Mi didn't expect that after a year, when she saw him again, after a few words at the beginning, it turned out to be straight to the point...... Stand corrected???

He, the military has arrived, the whole army is very jubilant, they are grateful for the Qingzhou righteous deeds, and then, the children in the army are enthusiastic to discuss the leading female righteous businessman, he listened, proud, and ...... Miss.

He, during the days when he was out on the march, he never broke this thought, but the war did not stop, life and death were uncertain, and the return date was not scheduled, for this reason, he had asked her not to wait for him, however, when he saw the grain and grass raised thousands of miles away, he suddenly waited or not, and he didn't need to say much, she could make the decision for herself.

He, he was wrong, whether he lived or died, as long as he was still lovesick, he should let her know, and he shouldn't let each other miss each other empty.

He poured out a lot of things that he had thought about but suppressed in the past two years, including about the war, about the lives of the people on the border, what he saw and heard along the way, and what he missed.

She seemed to be able to see everything he saw through these brushstrokes, and the people of the desert Gobi Hudi village ......

Before you know it, tears stretch, invade your mouth, and drip between the papers.

She blinked and moistened her eyelashes, her eyes fell on the brocade box, and she put down the letterhead and opened it.

In the letter, the man was cold in the north of the desert, and the woman was wearing many animal skins, and he hunted a fox on the way, passing by a town that was still capable of production, and asked people to make a fox fur and send it to Beijing.

Inside the brocade box. Lying on the snow-white fox fur, the fox fur is bright in color and shines in the light.

Reaching out to caress the snow-white fox fur, a faint warmth lingers on the fingertips. I was nostalgic for a few times, but I whispered angrily: "Fool, who told me that I like things made of animal hair......

Although she scolded helplessly, the corners of her lips couldn't help but hook, and she bit her lower lip lightly. Put away the brocade box and look at the letterheads.

Do you want to reply? How? Back to what?

When thinking like this, the person has slowly walked to the front of the desk, laid out the paper, picked up the pen, and the pen seemed to have its own consciousness, and the stroke went up.

Dear Mr. Xuan......

No, no, who dares to use dear in these years? Too explicit, right? Mr. Xuan...... Although Xuan Heng used to be the master of Sichuan, it seems that it is also a little strange......

Subconsciously rubbed the paper aside. However, when I wrote again, it was still these words.

Dear Mr. Xuan......

Inexplicably, his face turned red, and he hurriedly shook his head and started all over again.

This repetition is just a title, and several pieces of paper are wasted, and she can't help but feel melancholy. Xuan Heng sprinkled more than a dozen pages, how did he write it? Could it really be that there is a problem with pen and ink in the stomach?

She remembered Xuan Heng's letter to the prime minister. But there are many obscure words, and the letters to her can almost be called vernacular. Was he afraid that she wouldn't understand...... Like, really...... He had clearly disliked her words before......

When she was struggling, time passed by extra fast, and she finally wrote a letter. The drum of the third watch was already sounding, and she yawned to clean everything up, squinted and washed, and then fell asleep.

The next day, the good news of the great victory at the border pass spread throughout the capital, so much so that the rejoicing people completely ignored the Fengpinghou family, whose crimes had been exposed by the second prince in the early dynasty.

Fengping Hou father and son took advantage of their positions, formed a faction, became greedy for ink, seriously disturbed the court, and the saint was furious, and he was suppressed in court, remembering that he had been gracious, and opened his side, cut off his title and official position, copied his family property, and exiled him outside Beijing.

Tian Mi sat in front of the window facing the street, looking at the scenery that was not there, only the depressed family remained, and her clear eyes did not move for a long time.

"Sister, you can't sympathize with them, do you?" Tian Chuan crossed his arms, looked at the pedestrian condescendingly, and mocked unabashedly: "This fate is purely their own fault, not seeking to rob orphans and widows. ”

Tian Mi looked at him helplessly, and said angrily: "Do you think your sister looks like a bodhisattva in the temple?" ”

"Not really." Tian Chuan pursed his lips, looked at the family he had hated for many years again, and couldn't help but say: "This time it can be regarded as cheaper for them, the father and son were already involved in the prince's seizure of the throne, the second prince turned against them, and the third prince himself has already fallen into a catastrophe, sooner or later...... At that time, will they be able to exile? A few lives are not enough to accompany the burial. ”

What Tian Chuan said was true, Tian Mi breathed a sigh of relief, but as soon as she finished her breath, she heard a knock on the door, and then, the voice of the bank manager sounded outside.

These days, Tian Mi's nerves were already tense, and now when she heard the voice of the steward, she immediately opened the door and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

As soon as he saw Tian Mi, he hurriedly said: "Boss, something happened to the bank!" ”

Her eyes suddenly fell, and she stared at him fixedly, Ling Ran asked, "What's so alarming?" ”

The steward hurriedly saluted Tian Chuan, turned back to Tian Mi and said, "Boss, there is no time, let's walk as we go." ”

Seeing that he was so eager, Tian Mi didn't say anything, followed him downstairs quickly, and hurried to the bank.

"In charge, Xu is government investigation Qingyun Street is too tight, the news of counterfeit money, finally leaked out, now, everyone is blocking in front of Baixin, asking for money to be exchanged. We have already lent out the money, and now we ourselves are suffering from counterfeit money, how can we return so much money to them? But there were so many people around the door, whether it was the families of the powerful or the common people, they were very emotional, and I was afraid that they would be wrong, and they rushed in like robbers, burning, killing and looting. ”

I don't know if she was frightened by the steward's words, or if she was running, Tian Mi only felt that her heart was pounding, and she was about to jump to her throat.

She clearly knows that this kind of thing is the most fatal blow to the bank. To be continued