But Min Fenglan knows better than anyone that this can never come from Song Tingyu's hand: "This is not Jing Mu's word, right?" ”

Jing Mu, the Taishou of the Northern Xinjiang City, from the four products, from the imperial capital Dingbei Houfu, is the son of the Dingbei Houfu.

The imperial capital Dingbei Hou Mansion had a bad relationship with the Chu people in southern Xinjiang, and it was once irreconciling.

This was Song Yuchu's first reaction when she heard the word Jing Mu, Jing Mu's words, she had never seen them. Under normal circumstances, the characters of these big families and officials in the DPRK and China will not be known to the world, so as not to be imitated by those who have intentions. But when Ji Chi was talking to her about Jing Mu, he once said a sentence that was prevalent in the imperial capital.

Jinglang's words can be begged for thousands of dollars. The so-called Jinglang refers to Jingmu.

Presumably that word is not too bad.

"This is the flow of the part of the money I supervise, how can it be the words of Lord Jing? Here are my words. Song Yuchu explained.

Min Fenglan shook his hand, this is Song Yuchu's word? Although they had talked about poetry between them, he had never seen Song Yuchu's words, so it was appropriate that he didn't know it. I'm afraid that her words are copied from Song Tingyu's words, so the similarity should also be.

"You go get busy first."

Min Fenglan couldn't help but look through the account book that had just roughly flipped through a few pages, the account book was written very clearly, and there was no mistake in the whole process.

Although the font inherits the unique style of Song Tingyu, it has a bit of its own charm, which makes people look very comfortable.

No money?

It doesn't matter, if you have swallowed it, it is good to spit it out at the right time.

Min Fenglan, the emperor, many people will think that he is a soft persimmon, since he ascended the throne, it has been a few years, but Min Fenglan has not made a big move, which makes the officials below inevitably feel contempt.

And this day Emperor Gao's far northern frontier city, probably not too clean.

Therefore, Min Fenglan asked the people around him to calculate a good day for travel, a banquet and a very good weather, and set up a banquet in his temporary residence.

Although Min Fenglan's identity was known to the officials of Beijiang City, it was not publicly disclosed for the sake of his safety. Therefore, Jing Mu wore a regular uniform, led a group of officials and officials who were also wearing regular clothes, and rushed to the house where Min Fenglan now lives in a very low-key manner.

At the same time, part of Qiao Wei, led by Qiao Ye, received Min Fenglan's order and quietly left the house.

Qiao Wei is the emperor's imperial guard on the surface, but in fact, he is a royal secret guard who integrates assassination, intelligence exploration, and guarding, specializing in doing things that cannot be put on the surface.

Qiao Wei divided into several teams and dispersed in all directions, and when they were in place, Qiao Ye released a smoke bomb that was not easy to detect during the day, signaling to start moving.

When Ji Chi came to report that there were smoke bombs in the sky, Song Tingyu was slightly silent and said lightly: "The officials of this Northern Xinjiang City should indeed be clear. ”

He added: "Ji Chi, you take someone to finish it up." Also, let Yu Chu come and see me. ”

Jing Mu led the people to thank him and sat down.

Min Fenglan first said to Jing Mu, who was closest to him: "I came out in a hurry this time, and I didn't have time to see Sister Jingfu before leaving, and now I'm afraid I can't talk to Jing Qing about Sister Ling's current situation." ”

Jing Mu stood up and saluted: "Emperor Lao hangs on the record, and the ministers are afraid." ”

Min Fenglan waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down: "When I informed Zhu Qing, I had already made it clear that it was not a big banquet, nor was it a formal banquet. ”

"The minister is guilty."

Jing Mu is a cannon fodder, and this cannon fodder really needs some luck.

At that time, Mrs. Dingbei Hou and Sui Ya, who was still the queen, successively reported that they were pregnant, but this was nothing, but it happened that the two children were born at the same moment, and even the birth date was the same, so this is not good, and this is not good can only be borne by the Hou Mansion.

Sui Ya's child, that is the future son of heaven, as early as when the child was not born, Emperor Ping Min Yan had already released his words, and both men and women were established as princes. For this reason, Song Tingyu, the prime minister at the time, also took some effort to pacify the court.

In this way, the newly born child of the Dingbei Hou Mansion collided not only with the prince, but with the prince, the future master of the world.

As a relatively old Hou Mansion, the Dingbei Hou Mansion is sometimes ruthless and by no means comparable to ordinary people. The old marquis immediately decided to send the child to southern Xinjiang and hand it over to the child's maternal grandfather's family to raise him. This is an excellent method, which not only blocks the mouth of the world, but also protects the child from the controversy of the world.

However, Mrs. Hou Ye disagreed, holding the child alive and dead, and only said: "The emperor is kind, and he may not be guilty of the Hou Mansion." ”

Min Yan is kind, but this does not mean that others can be bullied at will. Moreover, there is also a powerful minister Song Tingyu who has always been a little cold to the Dingbei Hou Mansion by his side, and Song Tingyu is not a vegetarian.

Therefore, although Min Yan also sent someone to send a reward, it was still Song Xiang, but the Dingbei Hou Mansion has always been cautious, and on the day when the prince was canonized as the crown prince on the full moon, the Dingbei Hou Mansion sent Jing Mu away to show his guilt.

Although Jing Mu is a son-in-law, he is neither elder nor younger, this kind of is a one, and the person who was first pushed out is like this.

Status: Precious but insignificant.

When the emperor of Song Tingyu saw him off, he saw the little girl who had just been born on the cusp: "Current affairs are like this, I hope the marquis and his wife will forgive me." The morning dew is fragrant and grassy, from "Thinking of Fu". Now that the second son is traveling far away, it is better to call Jingfu for the daughter, and also hope that the second son will return early. ”

Fortunately, Jing Mu was very competitive, and at a young age, he surpassed the eldest brother who stayed in the imperial capital. Three yuan and the first, successfully entered the office. Because he grew up in southern Xinjiang, he took up his post in northern Xinjiang after entering the market. However, at the age of the double ten, he sat in the position of the Taishou in Northern Xinjiang.

The means, thinking about it, are not ordinary.

After Min Fenglan asked questions one by one, he let people have a banquet.

There is no singing and dancing as imagined by the ministers, and there are no delicacies in front of them, just a small casserole porridge on the small table of each person.

Porridge is made from whole grains!

Most of the officials secretly exchanged glances, but only Jing Mu looked as usual. Min Fenglan sat on the top and took in the demeanor of the people below, and he had a number in his heart.

Min Fenglan stirred the porridge that the waiter put into the bowl with a spoon, and his face was light: "What?" Not adapting? ”

Min Fenglan put a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and after swallowing it: "Do you think these foods are not worthy of your identity?" ”

"I don't dare."

What are you kidding, the emperor has eaten in the mouth, and he can't look down on it, isn't that looking for death.

Just as the ministers were trying to guess the Sacred Heart, a young man presented a book. Min Fenglan glanced at it a few times, his eyes were dim, and he said faintly: "I'm afraid it's not like this." ”