As the sun passes, the shadow of the Renhua Hall gradually slopes to the east, getting longer and longer, and the shadows of the stone carving cranes and sundials around the Dan Majesty in front of the hall are also slender.

The figure in front of His Majesty Dan was moving, no one seemed flustered, and Jia Cong in the middle touched his back and found that the middle coat inside was already half wet, and he exhaled, it seems that he still lacks training.

Jia Swen and Pi Shixuan glanced at him coldly, neither greeting nor talking with a good face, and passed him by with a cold snort.

Six departments and Dali Temple, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Department of General Administration, and called Jiuqing, because the ancients admired the ancients, the Ministry of Officials called Tsukasa Zai, the Ministry of Household called Situ, the Ministry of War called Sima (or the soldier), the Ministry of Criminal Affairs called Sikou, the Ministry of Industry called Sikong, the left and right of the Imperial History of the Imperial Procuratorate called the General Constitution.

At this moment, the big Sima and the soldier Jia Yucun also turned a blind eye to Jia Cong, it stands to reason that Jia Yucun is written by Lin Ruhai to write a letter of recommendation, Jia Zheng is the intermediary, and the prince Teng Baoben, he should be close to Jia Cong among the four major families, no matter how bad it is, he will say hello, but Jia Yucun is a look of hanging high that has nothing to do with himself, and is talking with other ministers.

In order to avoid suspicion, the auxiliary minister Wang Yingyuan just smiled and passed by, and the first person to speak to Jia Cong among the nine Qings was Bi Zhong, the head of the household.

That Shanziye also wanted to come, hesitated for a while and walked back to the Yamen, alone, the situation was as pitiful and bleak as Jia Cong, this big Sikong was born as a craftsman, and everyone didn't talk to him and stand side by side, as if it was very cheap.

"Will Jia Xiushu return to the Hanlin Academy? It is better to wait in the court room outside the temple. Bi Zhong invited: "The thirteen selected personnel are all there, so it is good to be a companion." ”

Quietly relieved Jia Cong's embarrassment, and went back to the Hanlin Courtyard, to face the two people who were fighting each other just now, fighting openly and secretly, Jia Cong looked at the row of houses on the east side of the front of the hall, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, Xie Da Situ is gracious." ”

Jia Cong took a step back and let him go first, Bi Zhong said as he walked: "I should thank you for the people of my hometown, the Central Plains suffered from a huge flood, if the official does not contribute, he will not be able to go home in this life." ”

"But like this...... What a mistake......"

The old man thought, with the help of Dai's father-in-law, it would not be a big problem. Recently, there are people who boast of being upright and upright, not afraid of power and treachery, power and treachery, how can one word be clear, southerners have a lot of public opinion, our Chu people in the Central Plains, Luo people, including Qi and Jin, are not all like this, it is good to stick to their hearts. ”

There are a few people who can always stick to their hearts, but those who have great ambitions have gradually changed their taste when they enter the science field, Jia Cong shook his head and entered the Chaofang wooden house on the east side, some of the dozen or so people closed their eyes and recuperated, and some looked at him and whispered.

It is called Chaofang, but in fact, this row of houses is used by officials who have entered the cabinet to take matters seriously, waiting for it, there are warning signs outside the door, and the furnishings in the house are all simple, just tables, benches, and teacups.

Dong Anguo also avoided separating from Jia Cong, and suddenly Jia Cong seemed to be a plague god, and everyone avoided him, but Gong Dingci had a demeanor, and turned back to the scribe who poured tea: "Jia Xiu is a young man who is new to the court, why don't you pour it for him?" ”

"People go to tea and cool, haven't you heard of Gong Bianxiu?" The cabinet clerk went out with a teapot and left, and he could hear a complaint: "Drink it and pour it yourself!" ”

Does even a scribe think he's hopeless right now? Jia Cong snorted coldly in his heart, the human affection is warm and cold, but so, there is a time when you scold me.

"Don't mind, just a servant." Gong Dingci personally got up and poured a cup for Jia Cong, this tea is for façade and pretending, Jia Cong took two sips, and tasted it out that it was not a famous tea, but one or two ordinary tea leaves of eighty catties of silver on the market, he smiled and didn't say anything.

"Jasma won't fight for you?" Gong Dingci is also on the list of pushers, including Dai Fengxiang, Dai Fengxiang thought about it, didn't come over, and sat alone in the corner, basically Jiuqing thought that these teenagers had little hope.

"If you want to say that the fastest promotion in recent years, it must be Jia Sima Huzhou, and it is selected from outside, which is quite important." Gong Dingci said: "Work hard." ”

"I do my best." Jia Cong whispered: "At this moment, who can say clearly, Mingzhe is always right to protect himself, if you and I are you, will you stand up and shout for the four families of Jinling at this time?" He would like to get rid of the relationship and not be involved. ”

"A few years ago, when Jia Yucun was in office, in order to curry favor with the four families in Jinling, he did not hesitate to arbitrarily sentence the murder case, and for my father, he also skillfully robbed other people's antique fans, but since last year, he has not seen the worship post during the New Year's Festival, and he is so treacherous."

"The road knows the horsepower, and the people will see it for a long time." Gong Dingci smacked his lips: "Seeing that the court has set off an uproar over the matter, everyone says that you are in danger, it is a blessing and a curse, at this time, you can distinguish the real enemy." ”

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"Has the emperor eaten it? Have you rested? "The celebrant is on duty, and Dai Quan is a little impatient.

"The food delivered by the imperial dining room only moved two bites, and the master became more and more tired, so he fell asleep, and the son didn't dare to go in to reply, so he only asked the slave on duty to guard it." Liu Zhiyuan stood up and took out a file from his sleeve: "My son has contacted the people from the Ministry of Rites, and he has already taken the file of Fang Wuregret for the Bingzi Branch Hall Examination. ”

"Well done." Dai Quan sat down with a sneer, took it and crumpled it into a ball, tore it apart without looking at it, threw it into the paper basket, and said with his back hand: "The Lord doesn't have the leisure and time to see, the three law divisions have our people, when the time comes, call Dali Temple Qing Bao Jia Cong, our family will cry in front of the emperor, these soft-boned bastards, dare to ridicule our family, no one wants to please them!" ”

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"Two wives, I haven't been out to run errands for a long time, I don't know this Hu Langzhong, I'm a woman, how can I know these people?" Wang Xifeng denied it, but there was a hint of urgency, and he pinched the two hands of the handkerchief, getting tighter and tighter.

Ping'er touched her red and swollen left cheek, and went out to open a curtain so that the masters could see Dr. Hu who was kneeling down.

This Dr. Hu Yong is about forty, with small eyes, his hands are tied back, Xing'er and Zhao'er hold him and kneel, Dr. Hu Yong is dying, his beard is dry, as if he hasn't eaten or slept for a few days, and his hat is crooked.

Jia Lian came to the threshold, raised his voice, and kicked Doctor Hu Yong down: "Say!" Who instructed you?! ”

"It's a guy named Qing'er in your mansion." Doctor Hu Yong knew that he would definitely die, so he only wanted to be happy, and did not want to be tortured in the yamen.

"Mrs. ......" Wang Xifeng just spoke, Jia Lian interrupted: "Take Qing'er!" ”

Xiao Qing'er kowtowed like pounding garlic, avoiding Wang Xifeng's murderous eyes, "Fang Zi is in Hu Langzhong's hand...... Be...... It was Grandma Lian who ordered the little one...... On weekdays, Sister Shan serves Aunt Yanhong, and she knows a lot ......"

"Sister Takezen!" Jia Lian is vicious, and there is a trace of pride, regardless of Qiu Tong and Yanhong, after playing, he does not leave much mercy, including many girls and Bao Er's family, but he still has a bottom line, and he didn't want Bao Er's family to die at the beginning, but Bao Er's family was afraid of Wang Xifeng, hanged himself, and after his death, Wang Xifeng's color was very inward, and Jia Lian gave the money back.

However, at this point, firstly, he and his wife have no relationship at all, and secondly, Yanhong is pregnant with a male fetus, and finally got a brother, but Wang Xifeng calculated it, which is what he hates the most. In ancient times, the clan taboo was to consider all the procreation of heirs, and once the crime of hindering the heirs of the clan was implemented, it would be justified to divorce her.