Although the snow has stopped, the night wind is a little colder than yesterday.

Zhao Baogen leaned on the soft collapse, holding the stove in his hand, not to mention, and the cotton ball wrapped in the quilt seemed to be open, but the door was open again, allowing the cold wind to pour in wantonly.

He did this, naturally, not to be full, but to ensure that when the master in the study pushed the door to greet him, he could rush over as soon as possible.

Alas~

It's not easy to be a slave.

I don't know whether to laugh at myself or think about it complacently, I heard a few gongs of 'Bang Bang Bang', but it was already the time of the third watch.

Zhao Baogen got up hesitantly, wrapped himself in the quilt and went to the door, looking at the candlelight in the study and was embarrassed.

According to Madame's advice, it is time to go over and remind the master to rest early.

But recently, the household department has been boiling with discussions, and they all say that there is a big malpractice, otherwise no one will take the risk of disapproval and harm Lu Mingsi's life in the matter.

As the head of the household, the mood of the past few days can be imagined.

If it's just for a reminder, it's not very cost-effective.

As he was hesitating, he suddenly saw a flash of fire coming straight to this side from the north, and the shadows seemed to be two lanterns.

At this point in time, those who have the courage to come to the study to disturb the master, I'm afraid that only my wife is afraid!

Zhao Baogen hurriedly threw the quilt on the bed, skimmed the hand stove, and trotted all the way up to meet him.

Sure enough, when I got closer, I saw two maids and a mother-in-law, surrounded by the white-haired housewife.

Without waiting for Zhao Baogen to come close to salute, the old lady made a silent gesture first, stepped forward alone and pushed open the door, and walked in quietly.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw four butter candles lit on the left and right of the desk, and the flames swayed one by one.

The old lady sighed secretly, and silently went to the table, took the wick scissors, which looked like tweezers with a crooked mouth, and cut the wicks of the butter candles one by one.

"Come and study ink for me."

Seeing that the candle flame had stabilized, the old man behind the desk suddenly gave a faint order, obviously aware of the arrival of his wife.

The old woman was not surprised, so she went around to the side of the desk, picked up most of the ink on the inkstone, and grinded it unhurriedly.

The old man annotated the official documents as usual.

In this way, a quarter of an hour or so passed, and then the old man at the desk raised his head, sighed dejectedly, reached out and took off the eyes on the bridge of his nose, and tried to rub his eyes with his hands.

"Whoa."

The old woman, as if she had expected it, immediately took a half-lukewarm cup of tea and stuffed it into her husband's hand.

The old man put the teacup on the table, soaked his right thumb and index finger in it, scrubbed it back and forth a few times, and then dipped the tea to wipe his eyes.

"Tea can brighten the ......"

Muttering as if chanting and babbling, the old man closed his eyes and stretched out to the side.

The old lady with a good heart immediately put her handkerchief on it, but she couldn't help but say with disgust in her mouth: "If you spit in the future, quickly let someone change it to a new one-you don't like it yourself, I and the children are still afraid of being sick." ”

"It's saved, it's saved."

The old man was casually perfunctory, and suddenly remembered something, looked back and smiled: "I remember the first time you accompanied me to read and write at night, it seems that it was also the first sunny day after the snow, right?" ”

"Who can remember the events of forty years ago." The old lady was hypocritical in her mouth, but her eyes revealed a deep affection that could not be dissolved.

The two old men looked at each other and smiled, although they never spoke again, but they were like a thousand words.

Unfortunately, this quiet and peaceful scene was soon broken by shouts outside.

"Master, master!"

Without waiting for the old man to frown and respond, someone outside the door of the room reported loudly: "The people of Dali Temple don't know what is crazy, in the middle of the night, they suddenly sent someone to ask the officials of the household department, and from the fifth grade to the eighth grade, they arrested more than a dozen at once!" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then his face became gloomy.

The direct sending of people to ask questions on this big night must have a certain degree of certainty - could it be that the household department under his rule actually made a nest case? !

Thinking of this, the old man, that is, Zhao Hong, the head of the household, couldn't hold it back, and walked around the desk to the door.

Just about to stretch out his hand to open the door, he suddenly stopped, frowned and groaned for a long time, and sat down at the desk by himself, as if casually replied: "Since it is Dali Temple to take people, there must be evidence - if you find our house later, you just have to cooperate, if it has not affected the old man, then everything will wait for tomorrow." ”

"Master, Zhou Shilang is now in the front hall......"

"Confused!"

Zhao Hong's voice suddenly raised a lot, but he immediately calmed down again, and said lightly: "You go and tell Zhou Chang that if this matter is related to him, he will go directly to Dali Temple to surrender - the old man is only in charge of financial planning here, not in charge of punishment!" ”

There was silence outside for a moment before the sound of hurried footsteps was heard.

waited until the footsteps faded away, and Mrs. Zhao on the side spoke: "Isn't that little Sun Shaoqing suspended for impeachment, why did he suddenly make such a fuss?" ”

The old man wondered, "How do you know it's him?" ”

"If it's not him, can it still be Wei Yi?"

The old lady glanced at her husband angrily, as if she was not angry with him for insulting her intelligence.

Zhao Hong laughed, raised his head and lay on the back of the chair, staring at the beam of the room and didn't know what he was looking at, and then muttered to himself after a long time: "It's good to be young, if it was thirty years ago, I would definitely have to theorize with him face to face." ”

"This handful of old people are blowing cowhides."

The old lady reported and reported the demolition of the stage: "Thirty years earlier, you were still working as a magistrate in other places, and when you saw other high-ranking officials, I am afraid that you don't even dare to gasp!" ”

The old man smiled, and then said with a straight face: "But this young man has a will, and what he hasn't seen is a good thing, if this thing is stable today, it will be okay, if there is disharmony, plus the disobedience to the order, I am afraid it will be enough for this Sun family Erlang to drink a pot." ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly came to his senses again, and with a stroke of his pen, he wrote an impeachment note in a short time.

Zhao Hong dried the paper, looked at it carefully, turned his head and said, "Ming'er, if I hand over this impeachment, you will hurry up and go to Sun's house to propose marriage." ”

"Propose?"

Zhao's wife was really confused by her husband this time, and said in surprise: "Who do you propose to whom?" ”

"Who else could there be, naturally your precious granddaughter!"

"Aren't you crazy?"

The old lady said angrily: "On your side, you are playing the table to impeach others, and at the same time sending people to propose marriage, are you not afraid that after Ying'er really marries, she will be disliked by her husband's family?" ”

"Hehe, you don't understand."

Zhao Hong smiled: "There is a way that Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, and it is better to learn a lesson at this time than to fall to pieces from a high place - according to the ability of this Sun family Erlang, it is only a matter of time before he recovers." ”

"When the time comes, our Ying'er will be the 'wife of the chaff'!"

When Zhao's wife heard this, she finally came to her senses, and couldn't help but grab her husband, and scolded with a smile: "You have a lot of ghost ideas." ”

But after thinking about it, she hesitated again: "But what if that little Sun Shaoqing successfully found out the real murderer this time?" ”

"What ...... this?"

Zhao Hong staggered, and raised his pen again, but this time it was a book that took the initiative to ask for sin.

The old lady was dissatisfied: "I'm not asking you this, I mean that if he makes another contribution, Ying'er's family affairs ......."

"That's it."

Zhao Hong spread his hands and said helplessly: "Our Ying'er is a little more honest, and his appearance and talent are also unsatisfactory......

"That's not all with you!"

"My son is also with me, but he is not a talent?"

"Phew~ It's obviously ...... with me"

The two in-laws were choking, and they heard another report outside: "Master, Zhou Shilang really went to Dali Temple, but he said that he did not surrender himself, but refused to sit idly by and watch his colleagues and subordinates, and was wantonly harassed by Dali Temple." ”

Did Zhou Chang go to Dali Temple?

Zhao Hong frowned when he heard this, this week Chang has always adhered to the golden mean, although it cannot be said that he is completely responsible, but he rarely takes responsibility for himself.

Now that he is suddenly so active, can it be said that he ......

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