Five edicts, one into the Rongguo Mansion, one into the Qinglushan Academy, but the remaining three are not known where they went.

Well, it should be said that someone once knew, but when Zhen Buyu walked out of the summoning mansion, suddenly a person who manipulated Ling Yu to convey the Qipinshe died violently.

In this way, in the outside world, naturally no one will know the whereabouts of the remaining three edicts.

The first person to receive the edict was naturally the Rongguo Mansion, which was closest to the palace.

Jia Zheng knelt on the ground and took the edict, his face full of honor.

"Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master, we are in the house, but I haven't been close to the palace for a long time. ”

Jiang Liu made fun of congratulations, and even Jia Dairu's old face was red, and he was very happy for a while.

Jia Zheng was also full of red light, saying that he didn't know what was going on, and he was smug for a while, and then he opened the edict.

But looking down at the content of the edict, the smile on his face became stiff.

Until the end, it turned out to be a piece of iron and blue, gritting his teeth and rushing into Mengpo Zhai.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

Jia Dairu and Jiang Liu pulled an arm and left Jia Zheng in place.

"See for yourselves!"

Jia Zheng was angry and wanted to drop the edict, but his arm was halfway over, and he quickly stopped, holding the edict in the palm of his hand like a baby, and moved it to Jia Dairu and Jiang Liu.

"Be careful, look at it carefully, forget it, I'll show it to you, don't stain the edict, that's a big disrespect!"

Jia Zheng muttered while gritting his teeth and scolding Baoyu.

"Wrongdoer! Son of a man, not a son of man, Fail my thoughts......"

Jia Dairu and Jiang Liu didn't care about Jia Zheng, so they leaned over and read the edict carefully.

The further back they looked, the more strange their faces became.

Official?

It turned out to be an official!

Or from the seventh pin!

Except for the petty officials who are not in the stream, those above the ninth grade, but they all have to be old demons or people to serve, Bao Erye is just a showman, how did he enter the stream all of a sudden, or from the seventh grade?

Officials of the seventh rank and above, but at least they have to be four brave people, or four blood old demons to serve......

Jiang Liu tasted the taste back and forth, his face bloomed with joy, and he said excitedly: "Master, this is a good thing! Second Master Bao has crossed the rank to become an official, that is His Majesty's fancy, what are you angry about?"

While talking, he also instigated Jia Dairu.

"Mr. Dairu, say something, isn't this a good thing? Haha, our second master Bao has become an official, but even you haven't done it. ”

Jia Dairu gave Jiang Liu's head a big slap with his backhand, and said angrily: "What do you know? The old man doesn't become an official, he doesn't become an official, that's ......."

"Is it because you don't want to do it?"

"Dog/fart! Damn dog minion, he likes to laugh at the old man for no reason! The old man has lived in vain for so many years, if he can be an official, he will not be happy to kill the old man, but he will ......."

Jia Dairu looked at Jia Zheng, shook his head and said: "Master, the foundation of our house, do you want to allocate more to Bao Erye, this barbarian deputy is not a good official." ”

"What do you think Your Majesty means by handing the edict into the palace? It is to warn us not to help that wrongdoer!"

Jia Zheng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Don't say that you will allocate some more belongings to that wronged family, that small team of thousands of miles of foxes will have to be taken back, otherwise, Your Majesty will be dissatisfied with us." ”

"Just not satisfied?"

"That's not serious enough?"

Jia Zheng snorted: "Your Majesty is not satisfied, we are full of people who don't want to live." Do you think that when Your Majesty is old and sick, your hands will become soft? Let me tell you, if Your Majesty is not satisfied, whoever you want to kill will be more ruthless than Confucianism! I want Your Majesty to ascend to the great treasure for the first time......

Damn, what am I talking about! Jiang Liu, you go and send a message to that wrongdoer, when you are an official, you can't use a thousand miles of fox!"

Jiang Liu took the order and left, and Jia Dairu was left in the courtyard, and Jia Zheng's face became gloomy.

An elegant face, abrupt, changing between the human face and the green jade fox face.

"Master, you don't need to worry, Second Master Bao is very clever and won't have an accident. ”

"I know he's clever, but I'm afraid he's too clever, and his cleverness will be mistaken for cleverness. ”

Jia Zheng gritted his teeth viciously, pointed to the top of the gate of Mengpo Zhai and said: "Why do you think I am suppressing the talent spirit spring? I just want him to be less in the limelight and be the new emperor's minister of the dragon in the future, instead of the current protégé of the Son of Heaven!"

"What? protégé of the Son of Heaven!"

Jia Dairu jumped in fright, leaned over and read the edict.

I saw that there was a jade seal in the lower right corner of the edict, but next to the jade seal, there was a relatively small seal.

"Yingde Hongguang ......"

Jia Dairu read it out slowly.

"That's right, it's Yingde Hongguang, which is the personal seal of His Majesty today. His Majesty personally sealed the official, and even stamped his private seal, no matter what the enemy said, he has become the protégé of His Majesty today!

How old is he? How many grades can he be promoted to an official? But with His Majesty's body now, I hate it......"

Jia Zheng patted his thigh again and again, and said angrily: "It's just you and me today, and I'm not afraid to say something disrespectful-

Your Majesty, how many years does he have left to live?"

Jia Dairu also sighed, not knowing what to say.

Yes, how many years do Your Majesty have to live?

In the past few years, how old can Bao Er Ye become, and how tall can his literary position become?

How many products can be sealed for the official position of this second master?

I'm afraid, the six products can't sit down.

But when His Majesty returns to heaven and the new emperor ascends the throne, as the second master of Bao, who is a protégé of the former emperor's son of heaven, will he still have a chance to go further?

No, there can be no more chances, unless......

Jia Dairu's eyes were blood-red, and he suddenly stared at Jia Zheng.

At this time, Jia Zheng happened to look at Jia Dairu with the same blood-red gaze.

"Not a chance. ”

"That's right, it's too unlikely to succeed. ”

"But it's time to get started. ”

After a few thoughtless conversations, the entire Great Zhou set off a turbulent undercurrent......

...

"Hello Second Master Bao!"

"Second Master Bao Jin'an!"

"Second Master Bao, I want to practice Xiang Zhuang's sword dance again. ”

In the early morning, the clouds and mist in the mountains are misty, and some of the talents are studying the scriptures, and some are still washing, but they want to drive away the newly born Baixia Fairy, and they are very busy.

But when they saw Baoyu going out, all the talents put down what they were doing and sincerely said good morning to Baoyu.

At the beginning, Baoyu returned the salute next to the side, but soon, the Baixia Fairy surrounded by him made it difficult for him to move an inch.

"Haha Bao Second Master really provoked the likes of Fairy Baixia, as soon as you come out, we will be much easier. ”

"I'd rather not provoke!"

Baoyu threw out a sentence angrily, but the hand was very soft, and slowly pushed the Baixia fairies away.

I have been in Qinglushan Academy for more than half a year, because of the physique of attracting ghosts and elves, I have made a few friends with Baixia Fairies.

Under the love house and Wuxia, Baoyu's attitude towards Baixia Fairy is getting better and better, but friends, that is, if you can't socialize, you won't socialize.

Because of this kind of friend, in the evening, that is...... Part never to meet again.

It's a pity that the Baixia fairies like to make friends with him......

Perhaps it is the relationship between the Qinglu Mountain Literary Academy, every day at noon, the mind of the Baixia Fairy has matured, and she also has unique insights into various scriptures, they and Baoyu talk about poetry and words, complement each other, and friendship is naturally established.

So much so that Baoyu really wanted to write a longing poem and give it to these Baixia fairies.

But who to give it to becomes a big question......

Today's day is as leisurely as ever, first with the Xiucai to practice the Xiangzhuang Sword Dance, and then with the Xiucai to learn Luo Chanjuan and Bai Nanyan's piano skills, it is worth mentioning that since Luo Chanjuan taught again, Bai Nanyan has also taken out real skills.

It is precisely because of this that all the shows have become masters of the piano, even if they are dull, they can play many tunes beautifully, and they are pleasant to the ear.

Ahem,

I have to say that this is also a very sad thing for Baoyu.

"Haha, you still can't play a tune. ”

Xiao Eighteen's delicate body rubbed in Baoyu's arms, and he didn't care about the defense of men and women at all.

In fact, Little Eighteen doesn't need to worry about this.

The Baixia Fairy, who was born today in Little Eighteen, is different from her sisters, she has been pestering Baoyu and asking Baoyu to tell her stories.

Her name was given to her by Baoyu, because she was the eighteenth Baixia Fairy who was obsessed with herself, so she simply called Xiao Eighteen.

Baoyu touched Xiao Eighteen's hair, but it was just a mist, there was no substance, and naturally he couldn't touch the softness of the hair, leaving only a moist feeling in the palm of his hand.

"You, you have to learn how to be a girl. ”

Baoyu chuckled.

Xiao Eighteen shook his little head like a rattle, and said angrily: "If you don't study, you don't learn, you have a headache if you learn too much, it's better to live a good life." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Eighteen looked up at the sky, and his pure eyes reflected the fiery red mountain sunset.

"It's time, Brother Bao, we'll see you later. ”

"Well, I'll be able to see you again!"

Baoyu nodded affirmatively, grabbed the hand that was also composed of Bai Xia, and wanted to accompany Xiao Eighteen for the remaining half of the tea.

But at this time, a yellow halo shot from the back mountain.

Baoyu took it and found that it was a letter of appointment and a bright yellow edict.

"From the Seventh Rank Barbarian Deputy to the Immediate Appointment?"

"Interesting, it seems that the old master sold me......"

Baoyu opened it and looked at it, not surprised at all.

He picked up the edict with his fingers and laughed loudly: "Little eighteen, look, your brother Jiabao is going to be an official." ”

"Show it to others!"

Little Eighteen hurriedly reached out and grabbed it.

Baoyu handed the edict to Xiao Eighteen, and this luxurious and glorious decree seemed to be a piece of poetry written casually, so it was shown to Xiao Eighteen.

Xiao Eighteen has always been by his side, unlike other Baixia fairies, who can understand the meaning of the book by reading the book at a glance, and has not even learned to read.

But even so, Xiao Eighteen still looked at the past carefully, and was crazy happy for Baoyu.

"Haha, Brother Bao is an official, Brother Bao is so powerful. ”

While laughing, he danced an ethereal and delicate dance, which should be the Xiangzhuang sword dance he learned, and many of them were the steps inside.

Baoyu sighed, and when she saw that Xiao Eighteen's figure began to dissipate, she asked loudly, "Little Eighteen, do you remember what I told you about scholars composing poems for beauties?"

"Remember, can Brother Bao write a poem for someone?"

"Of course, but you have to remember to show your seventeen sisters. I'm going to be an official, and I won't be able to come back for a while. ”

"Okay, let's pull the hook!"

Little Eighteen's body has been scattered, and he can't see where the face is and where the hand is.

But still,

Sent a wisp of white glow over.