When the queen of the dynasty was very fond of someone giving gifts to herself.

It can be seen that Han Jiang, but Han Jiang is empty-handed, Li Fengniang waved and drove out all the palace maids who trusted her, and asked directly: "Brother Jiang'er's gift is very special." ”

Han Jiang stepped forward: "Niangniang, in fact, this gift is just one sentence." ”

Han Jiang also knew that this queen had little patience, and her brain was simple, except for being superior in her ability to turn things around, her IQ gave all officials a headache for the rest of the things, not to mention herself.

But it's understandable.

is like Wang Lin's way of speaking that he always speaks half a sentence and doesn't say anything thoroughly, and half of the normal people are low IQ in Wang Lin's eyes.

Of course, today's queens belong to ultra-low IQs.

Therefore, in the eyes of the palace faction, the son born to the queen with a worrying IQ, Zhao Kuo, King Jia, is an imbecile.

Han Ying's gift was only one sentence, and Li Fengniang was very interested.

Han Yanxuan hurriedly arranged for Han Jiang to enter the palace, just in one sentence, this must be very interesting.

"Let's talk slowly."

Han Jiang said: "Niangniang, the minister thinks that in the palace, Niangniang also needs someone to support her. ”

Li Fengniang's eyes blinked twice, she didn't understand.

I am in the harem, I am already the queen, the emperor is obedient to him, and he needs support?

Han Jiang was very sad in his heart, this speech was really tiring, what did it mean to say some things clearly. But in the face of this, he can only say it clearly, Han Jiang said: "The minister prepares a play for Niangniang, which is the White Snake that His Majesty Gaozong particularly likes, and the minister thinks that Niangniang should arrange a performance in the harem, and if Niangniang likes it, she will have a good impression of Niangniang." ”

Without waiting for Han Jiang to finish speaking, Li Fengniang said anxiously: "I like it, I'll arrange it tomorrow." How do you know that this palace likes the words of the White Snake, and you have a heart. ”

Han Jiang was stunned.

"Minister, this is arranged."

Li Fengniang said: "I like this gift from this palace, you can arrange it well." ”

Han Jiang has a sadness in his heart, but what can he do?

All it can be said is:

"The minister retired."

Han Jiang Shili withdrew, and before he walked out of the queen's palace, Han Jiang heard the sound of his back, and Li Fengniang instructed: "Prepare gorgeous clothes, and the palace will also be gracious to the harem, and let those in the cold palace also come out to listen to a play." Also, instruct the kitchen to prepare a few good dishes tomorrow. ”

Headache.

When he walked outside the palace, Han Jiang felt a headache.

Although it is said that this play is performed, the favor has not fallen.

Wrong.

Is the queen pretending to be confused, or is she really brain-dead?

Han Jiang couldn't help but speed up his pace, he wanted to go back and ask his ancestor, Han Yanxuan, one of the four traitorous ministers of the Southern Song Dynasty recorded in history.

Of course, now his own adoptive father.

It's not right, according to Song Law, now it's my father.

Han Jiang ran all the way from Fengle Building to the palace for a turn, and then ran home in confusion.

Daddy isn't home?

Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and it will be dark and people can go there.

Han Jiang was about to ask, and Han An came to Han Jiang: "Shaojun, the lord said that he would let Shaojun go to the study in a quarter of an hour." ”

"Amber replied to Daddy, I'll go back and wash up."

"Yes, the old slave is retired."

Han Jiang went to wash his face, changed into civilian clothes and walked to the study, and met Han Yanxuan halfway, Han Yanxuan was carried by people, wrapped in the quilt, and his face was a little pale.

"Daddy, this is ......" Han Jiang stepped forward, and said without waiting for him to ask Han Yanxuan: "Tired, it's like this every year." There are a lot of gifts for the New Year, and you will go to the side room of the front hall to pick and choose to see if there is anything you like. ”

Han Jiang's head was stunned for a moment.

Need someone to carry the gift when you are tired?

Seeing Han Jiang stop, Han Yanxuan said: "Take a few steps faster, say a few things for my father to go and warm up, this waist hurts a little." ”

"Yes, yes." Han Jiang hurriedly followed.

entered the study, and only Han An was left alone.

After the rest of the people retreated, Han An took a few letters and handed them to Han Jiang: "Shaojun, urgent." ”

Han Jiang took it and turned it on and walked under the lamp.

It's been a few days since I crossed over, but Han Jiang still feels a lot of pressure when reading this kind of letter, and the official document without punctuation is at least three times slower than Han Si to read, and he needs to be very serious to understand the meaning of this official document.

Han Yanxuan didn't urge, and rested on the soft couch.

There are a lot of people who come to give gifts today, even if they are their own people, this is about to be the New Year, Han Yanxuan will be very polite to receive them.

Three letters, three puzzles.

All from Ruzhou.

The people have no clothing, the army has no food, and the officials have no power.

Han An said on the side: "Shaojun, Yanzhou is the livelihood of our Han Mansion. Ruzhou is the root of our Han government. Speaking of Ruzhou, it is better to say that the army and navy control Ruzhou, and Ruzhou governs the six counties. This is the real front line, and it is even more difficult than Yangzhou. Because there is no danger to defend in Ruzhou, the Privy Council will reduce the military salaries of the army and navy next year. ”

Han Jiang nodded and put the letter on the table: "Ruzhou is really unlucky, floods in summer and snow in winter. The imperial court didn't provide disaster relief, why? It's not that they don't have money, but they don't want Ruzhou anymore. I remember that there is a poem that is really well written. ”

Han Yanxuan opened his eyes and said softly: "Outside the mountain, Qingshan Building, when will the West Lake sing and dance stop?" The warm wind smokes the tourists drunk, and makes Hangzhou Bianzhou. It's this one. ”

"Yes, Daddy."

Han Yanxuan closed his eyes again: "The poem was written by Lin Yunyou, he was admitted to the Jinshi but he was not on the list, this is an anti-poem." Outside the house, you can't read it out of the mouths of you, my father and son, remember. ”

"Yes, remember."

Han Yanxuan said again: "Do you know why your father is the fifth grade now? ”

"Listen."

"Yes." Han Yanxuan still didn't open his eyes, and said softly: "Being a father is a grace to enter the office, and he was a military attache at the beginning, and then he slowly began to rise. Our family has been powerful all these years, and everything is because of your aunt and grandmother. In the middle of the court, there are many people who want to tie up with our family, and it is your aunt and grandmother who are also trying to get to the same level. ”

Han Yanxuan sighed slightly: "Our Han family, the foundation is unstable. There are no truly talented military attachés in hand, and Shilin avoids them. You want to marry the eldest girl of the Qian Mansion, this idea is shocking to be a father, if it can be done, our Han family must be a clean official, in order to get the support of Shilin, otherwise the day your aunt and grandmother are not there, it will be difficult for our Han family. ”

Han Jiang nodded: "Although my father said that marriage is like a business, I can understand it." At the same time, I understand another thing. ”

"Say."

"Ruzhou, I'm afraid that the army and navy are the last force controlled by our family."

"Yes. The only one, not the last. Han Yanxuan emphasized that the only and the last are two concepts, and then Han Yanxuan said: "Why does my father care so much about Huainan East Road, because our family has no foundation." Tell me, what do you know? ”