"Wen Xiang, your brother's girl, this king is really unblessed, you also know that this king has been reprimanded by the emperor recently, and he has been closed for a long time, isn't it even more annoying to prepare for marriage at this time?"

Situ Huaibo greeted him with a smile, but Wen Hongzhi clearly saw the threat from there.

"Or is this move by Wen Xiang trying to trap Bo in injustice?"

Cold sweat broke out on Wen Hongzhi's forehead.

After leaving King Huai's Mansion, he got into the carriage and carefully asked Situ Huaibo every word just now.

It seems that after Wen Qingqian was pointed out to Situ Huaiju, it was impossible for him to have a good relationship with Situ Huaiju.

He doesn't seem to be able to accept himself like that.

The memory returned, and Wen Hongzhi stared at the horse picture hanging on the wall not far away, and fell into deep thought.

It seems that all he can rely on is Situ Huai's decision.

But fortunately, his daughter is the imperial concubine, Situ Huaizhu is also his wife, and there are good news from the border pass one after another, Situ Huaizhu is also quite appreciated by the emperor, and it is not impossible to fight for that position in the future.

Wen Hongzhi's eyes flashed.

But right away, he thought of another layer.

That Wen Xiangdong fell into the eyes of the emperor because he successfully escorted grain and grass, and it would be difficult for him to suppress him in the future.

This Wen Xiangdong also really has some means, obviously it is a good errand that she chose for her own son Wen, but he didn't know what method he used to dodge.

When Wen Hongyi thought of this, he was extremely angry in his heart.

He summoned his cronies around him and asked, "What about Wen Xiangdong?" ”

"Young Master Wen has gone out a long time ago, and he hasn't come back yet."

"Huh." Wen Hongzhi sneered.

It's really grown up, the wings are stiff, I'm going to fly, and I don't take myself to heart more and more.

I came back from a good errand, but I didn't come back to see myself, even if I said hello?

There was a crisp sound, and he, who was born as a civil official, actually pinched off the brush shaft.

The cronies were silent and took a breath.

"Go and call him back, and say that the prime minister has something to do with him."

"Yes."

Wen Xiangdong received the news and returned soon.

"I've seen Uncle Xiangdong." As soon as Wen Xiangdong came in, he bowed his hand to Wen Hongzhi.

As usual, courteous and courteous.

Wen Hongzhi smelled the smell of wine from him, is this to drink celebration wine?

He escorted the grain and grass of the capital to the border pass, relieved the urgent need of the border soldiers, and this battle victory was indeed his contribution.

"I don't dare to go east, it's just an old friend on weekdays, so I finally came to the capital and asked Xiang Dong to drink together."

Wen Xiangdong replied without arrogance, not frightened by Wen Hongzhi's slightly gloomy tone.

"I see, I heard that you have been majestic these days, and you have been rewarded by the emperor?"

"Uncle praised, where can it be considered majestic, but on the way to escort grain and grass, he solved a few mountain bandits by the way, and he deserves a word of praise from the uncle."

Who was even more furious until Wen Hongzhi listened to it.

"Wen Xiangdong, do you still take my uncle in your eyes?"

Wen Xiangdong was stunned, is this Wen Hongzhi going to blatantly oppress himself?

Just when he was about to swallow his anger, Wen Hongzhi said in a complaining tone: "You kid, you really don't let the uncle worry, yes, you have made great contributions and deserve to be rewarded, but you are so high-profile, do you know how many people are staring at me in this capital, and how many people want to pinch me?" You're so flamboyant! ”

Wen Hongzhi's deafening lesson made Wen Xiangdong stunned.

He hurriedly bowed down towards Wen Hongzhi and said, "Uncle's teachings, Xiang Dong must keep it in mind. ”

Wen Hongzhi stroked his beard with satisfaction.

"It's good to know your mistakes, ringing, Uncle did all this, but it's all for you." Ending with this sentence, the conversation between the two ends.

Wen Xiangdong walked out of the study, and his expression of gratitude changed.

He hooked his lips mockingly, and thought that Wen Hongzhi had any new tricks? It's just playing the emotional card again, and he himself is the hairy boy, let him be bullied?

His own sister died because of Wen's plot with him, and later, he didn't even set up a tablet for her.

The more Wen Xiangdong thought about it, the more resentful he became, he clenched his fists, and forcibly endured the depression in his heart without turning his head.

He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and would expose his resentful gaze.

At that time, all his years of hard work were over.

The actual beating of the obvious co-optation did not play a role in Wen Xiangdong.

He still went his own way, attended the banquet, went to the Qinglou, how ridiculous he came.

After hearing this, Wen Hongzhi just shouted, "Rotten wood can't be carved", and turned his head and called his son Wen Xuanzhi to his study.

When Wen chose to come, Wen Hongzhi was learning characters.

What he sketched one by one was a simple and powerful "Tao" word.

"Father, you called me?"

"Hmm."

Wen Hongzhi put down the pen in his hand and motioned for him to sit down.

With his own father, Wen Xuanzhi is not polite.

"Elective, have you seen Wen Xiangdong's actions clearly these days?"

"Father, Wen Xiangdong is too ostentatious, will it have any bad impact on you, my son will teach him a lesson and let him settle down."

Wen Xiangdong has made great contributions, but in the end, he is from the Wen Mansion, and if something happens, it is difficult to guarantee that the emperor will not sit together.

"Hey." Wen Hongzhi immediately stopped Wen Xuan's words.

"The more he wants to be public, let him go, he will die by himself, and no one can stop him."

Wen Xuanzhi didn't understand, "Father, what do you mean by this?" ”

Wen Hongzhi raised his head and glanced at Wen Xuanzhi, with hatred in his eyes.

"Elective, my father has taught you for so long, why haven't you grown yet?"

"Father, son is dull." Wen Xuanzhi still dared to sit, and quickly stood up and bowed his hand to Wen Hongzhi.

"That's it, my father will tell you that the more Wen Xiangdong makes trouble, the more dissatisfied he will cause others, at that time, we can kill our relatives in righteousness, and at that time, even the emperor will have to praise us for our goodness."

After listening to the article, my eyes lit up.

Not only can you kill Wen Xiangdong without spending a single soldier, but you can also win the favor of the emperor and kill two birds with one stone.

"Father, your art of war is simply superb." Wen Xuanzhi couldn't help but pat his father's ass.

"Okay, okay, it's not early, let's go and rest."

"Father also rested early."

The conversation between the father and son ended, and when Wen chose to leave, he still had a smile on his face.

Wen Hongzhi's father is named Wen Zeduan, and now he is the official of Guanglu Temple, from the six products.

Although his official position is not high, and he does not have many salaries, he truly loves his family.

When his daughter died under Wen's calculations, he wanted to give his daughter a chance to mourn, but what about Wen Hongzhi?

Even the white silk is not allowed to hang.

also asked people to tear off the white silk that his celebrity had hung up.

Wen Ze's heart is like a knife, but fortunately, his son is angry and has also entered the emperor's eyes.

"Xiangdong, you must let Wenhong be defeated and avenge your sister, you know?"

The father and son drank together, and soon, Wen Zeduan, who was sad, got drunk, and his eyes were red, and he patted his son's back and admonished.

Wen Xiangdong nodded heavily.

He is fed up with oppression in this Wenfu, and in time, he will definitely step on Wen Hongzhi's neck and make him pay for his blood debts.

Seeing his father helping him back to the room, he didn't say a word about his mother's interrogation.

"Mother, Daddy, he is bitter."

When Qian heard this, his eyes were also red, "Mother, mother knows." ”

's daughter died tragically, and the couple had such a son as Wen Xiangdong, and she was also bitter in her heart.

Wen Xiangdong couldn't help but hug his mother, and whispered in her ear to comfort: "Mother, don't worry, your son will definitely glorify your ancestors, and your son will take you out of Wen Xiangfu." ”

Qian nodded while crying.

"It's your sister, she can't see this day."

Qian's tears flowed more fiercely, and Wen Xiangdong's eyes became redder and redder.

And in the house, Wen Zeduan, whose face was red and tearful after drinking, didn't know what he dreamed of, and cried and shouted for his daughter.

Qian's heart is more like being hollowed out.

Prime Minister Wen has already recognized his position, and Situ Huaibo has also ceremoniously begun to reason with his people.

The people who belong to Wen Hongzhi were either transferred from important posts, or they were reported inexplicably, and then lost their official positions.

Wen Hongzhi was so angry that he couldn't do it, but Situ Huaibo was transferred by the head of the Ministry of Officials, so he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

And Situ Huaibo saw that Wen Hongzhi had no choice, and he also promoted Wen Ze to an official with a bad taste.

He was promoted from the Guanglu Temple Department of the Sixth Rank to the Director of the Tax Department of the Ministry of Households, in charge of the national taxation, which is a very powerful and not small official position, and the official position is the fifth grade.

Promoted two products in a row, and Wen Zeduan was overjoyed.

Because of this, he also went to see Situ Huaibo, expressed his gratitude to him, and naturally became his person.

After he went back, he told his son about it, and when Wen Xiangdong heard it, he remembered Qu Miaoling's words, this kind of thing, he can decide for himself, as long as he doesn't forget, who he is.

So he said to his father: "Dad, it's not a bad thing for us to take refuge in the second prince, at least in the future, we will have the second prince covered, and Wen Hongzhi will not dare to bully us." ”

Wen Zeduan listened to his son's words, and he nodded.

"Xiangye, the second master has been promoted, and he is the director of the tax department of the household department."

"What?"

Wen Hongzhi was stunned.

Situ Huaibo transferred all his people away, but promoted the second child to an official?

Or is it a fat difference?

Is Situ Huaibo provoking himself? and Wen Zeduan, he actually took refuge in Situ Huaibo?

Has he forgotten who he is?

Although Wen Xiangdong had an idea in his heart, he still met with Qu Miaoling and explained his affairs clearly.

Qu Miaoling was not dissatisfied, and only said, "Be careful in everything." ”

Wen Xiangdong was very moved.

I also trust Qu Miaoling more.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and Qu Miaoling's wives were also working in their respective positions, waiting for the day when Qu Miaoling would wake them all up.

On this day, Qu Miaoling just woke up and jumped in softly like a rabbit.

"Miss, the young master has a letter!"

Qu Miaoling didn't have time to wash up before she opened the letter.

There were not a few lines in it, but Qu Miaoling held it like a treasure for a long time.

It was so long that his gentle legs were numb, "Miss, what did the young master say in his letter?" ”

"The war is coming to an end!"

Qu Miaoling raised her head slowly, and saw softly and distinctly that there were tears in those eyes.

"He's—he's finally coming back."

There's still a month left, and there's only one month left.

She tightened the letter in her hand.

The light in his eyes is brighter than the rising sun.

Moreover, what Qu Miaoling was most concerned about did not happen.

His leg was still intact, not broken, and he was not dead.

The trajectory of what once made her desperate and painful has changed.

Qu Miaoling was even happier.

This letter is the best consolation for her soul, although she still has a marriage contract with Situ Huaibo, she can't get rid of Situ Huaibo's entanglement for the time being.

But she believes that so many things, with her intervention, have changed.

There must be a turnaround in his own marriage.

Qu Miaoling firmly believes.

"Miss, this is a post from the palace, saying that a chrysanthemum feast is going to be held."

Chrysanthemum?

Yes, half a year has passed, and when he comes back, it will be autumn.

Because of her good mood, Qu Miaoling rarely dressed herself.

In order to fit today's theme, she deliberately wore a pale yellow group.

There is also a hairpin of the same color on the head.

The end is everyone's beautiful dress, neither too abrupt nor too low-key.

With her appearance, in the crowd, she can still be noticed at a glance.