I have to say that with Ye Si's help, Song Mian is indeed much easier.

Otherwise, it would be a bit difficult for just a few people under him to spread this rumor throughout the city with three inner cities and twenty-four gates. Not to mention handing this word to Wu Yuanqing's mouth without a trace.

Originally, Song Mian did not calculate Wu Yuanqing's matter.

However, since he heard that he was coming, Song Mian simply pushed the boat down the river and changed his original plan. After all, it didn't hurt him to give the Wu family a favor at this time.

No matter how you say it, it is also an official eunuch who has produced a class of scholars, even if it is not powerful for a while, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not rise up in the future.

Moreover, there has been no news from Di Renjie's side, so Song Mian can delay this matter any longer.

Although Huiyue and the others didn't say anything on the surface, they were poked in the back every day on the street, and some colleagues wore small shoes when they went to the yamen.

"Who is on duty at the yamen today?" After Song Mian returned to the yamen, the first thing he did was to find Huiyue and ask casually.

Huiyue was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It's two guys from the soap class." ”

Song Mian nodded, tapped his fingers on the table, and asked, "Can you replace it with yours." ”

"Probably not, the people on duty at the yamen during the day are all doing the soap shift, and if you change shifts rashly, the surname Deng can't be said there."

"Yes." Song Mian nodded, and fell into deep thought again.

I planned to take this opportunity to let Huiyue and them get married to the martial arts, but since they can't get married, it's better to let others grudge, anyway, the soap class is not familiar with him.

But how to fold the surname Deng into it, it's a bit troublesome.

After thinking about it, Song Mian didn't think of any good way.

It was also a coincidence that at this time, the little official surnamed Deng happened to come to Fa Cao's door.

After tossing and turning for a few days, Deng Mao felt that the time was almost up, and he was ready to come over to mention Huiyue and Huang Hong.

After saying hello, I heard that Huang Hong was not there, and Deng Mao didn't care much, just waved his hand and sat down on his own.

"I've heard a lot of rumors lately." Obviously he is just a small official, but in addition to his scribe in this duty room, Song Mianhuiyue and the others are all poor people who are still far away from the officials.

So Deng Mao is not inferior to the officials.

In a word, it is said slowly and leisurely, and it is full of confidence.

"These rumors, without exception, are all about your fast shift. It is said that you have acted improperly and that you have many disputes with the people when you go out, but some people say that your origin is ......."

Speaking of this, Deng Mao suddenly remembered that Huiyue was brought in by Su Peng.

Although Su Peng didn't care about this matter for a while, he didn't say that he was assassinating Shi at the yamen, and he was killing himself after all.

Deng Mao, who had just been complacent, hurriedly gathered his mind and added: "Of course, there is no problem with your identity, but whether there are other things or not, I think you should know it." "Glamorous e-books

Hui Yue glanced at Deng Mao and said softly: "Absolutely not, although the fast shift staff have not been in the yamen for a long time, they have always done things in a proper manner. ”

Deng Mao pursed his lips and said without trust: "I believed 10,000 when you said this when Di joined the army before, but Di joined the army at this time, and you dozens of people are left unattended......

Huiyue is from the army after all, and arguing with others is not a strong point. After two sentences, he didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, there is also Song Mian.

With the qualifications of Song Mian, an old man, in addition to the officials at the yamen, he can't sit on an equal footing, these scribes have to give him more or less a face.

"Deng Guanren, that's not what he said." Song Mian said with a smile.

"Oh? So how to say? ”

"As the saying goes, when the forest is big, there will be any bird." As soon as Song Mian's words came out, Hui Yue and Deng Mao's faces changed.

Deng Mao's heart was relieved, and his heart said that if you say this, it will make me angry, and at the moment my heart is happy, but the expression on my face suddenly sank a little, slapped the table fiercely, and said angrily: "That's right!" The forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, Huiyue, what do you say! ”

Looking at the menacing Deng Mao, Huiyue pursed her lips and didn't speak. Anyway, since the words were made by Song Mian, with his new appointment to Song Mian, Song Mian would definitely not let Deng Mao be arrogant.

Sure enough, I only heard Song Mian say with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, listen to me." ”

Without waiting for Deng Mao to speak, Song Mian hurriedly said: "As the saying goes, it's true. But when I say this, I am referring to our merger of state cities, not the annexation of state yamen, nor the law cao, let alone the fast class. ”

Song Mian's tone was soft, but as soon as these words came out, Deng Mao knew that he was in a hurry just now.

Song Mian didn't seem to see the change in Deng Mao's expression, and said to himself: "Deng Guanren, our city is one of the few big cities. With three inner cities and twenty-four city gates, this is a big city second only to Chang'an and Luoyang.

Although the people in the city are not as many as Chang'an and Luoyang, there are more than 100,000 people. This is the forest, and these hundreds of thousands of people are the birdmen in the forest. Just that group of birdmen, they can't call out any bird language. ”

Song Mian was unforgiving, and said in one go: "Don't say it's Huiyue, they are newcomers, they are these people who are familiar with the yamen, and how many of them have a good reputation?"

Of course, I'm older, and their young people are embarrassed to deal with an old man like me, so the old man has a good reputation in recent years, and that's normal.

But what about me? Don't talk about it far away, it's Deng Guanren, I've heard of ......"

For Song Mian's clear step on his shoulder, Deng Mao was immediately displeased. But if you want to refute it, with the little ink in his stomach, it is really not enough to see.

The state city is a forest, and Song Mian's words are reasonable. Deng Mao wanted to brush his sleeves away, but he couldn't pull his face. Just at this time, some noisy voices came in the yard.

Deng Mao immediately stood up and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Someone seems to have quarreled, right?" Song Mian said uncertainly.

Deng Mao waited for this sentence, and immediately excused himself to take a look, and ran out in a gloomy manner.

"What's going on!" Seeing that the two people who had just lost his face did not follow, Deng Mao straightened his waist again, and he had the confidence to speak.

After a few simple questions, Deng Mao understood a general idea. The co-author is that a small official at the door came to send a post, but he only sent the post and did not give a reward.