Chapter Seventy-Three: The Spark

Tao Zhongwen's face was slightly happy, it seems that Xia Yan allowed himself to climb!

He is a monk, although he has the holy favor in front of him, but what is the difference between him and those doormen, he speaks well, and he has the title of "immortal", he is a very human minister, he doesn't speak well, and he is not an inferior person for people's pleasure?

Now that his family has a big business, and his age is not shallow, if one day he dies and His Majesty also drives to the west, then what can his family do?

Xia Yan is the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty, and he is upright, if he can cling to him, it will also be an extra layer of protection.

He arched his hand with a smile, and he didn't hide his joy at all, and hurriedly said: "Xia Shoufu, the old Taoist will go to the palace to see Your Majesty." ”

"Please." Xia Yan nodded slightly, and stopped looking at him.

I could hear the sound of the doors of the hall opening and closing, and let out a snort from the tip of my nose.

It's a medicine that is three parts poisonous, and even the little doll who just knows how to walk understands the truth, why doesn't His Majesty understand it? Why did these monks feed His Majesty those pills with all their hearts?

"Ahh

Tao Zhongwen walked through the door, if there was no smell of incense in the main hall, the smell of incense in the hall penetrated into the tip of the nose, and the vermilion doorposts on both sides were hung with gold characters on a black background, and the right side was: The god of grains is immortal. On the left is: the mountains are immortal and have a fresh breeze.

The hall is empty on all sides, and there is a slight echo of footsteps, and the brass tripod in front of it comes from time to time with the sound of "popping" the burning fire.

Tao Zhongwen instantly broke out in a light sweat, he looked sideways at the apprentice behind him, motioned for the two to stop here, and the two retreated abruptly.

"Tao Zhenren is here?" A middle-aged lieutenant came over with a smile overflowing.

Tao Zhongwen shook off the dust, nodded his head and said, "Huang Companion." ”

"Hmm." Huang Jin lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty is worried, the Blue Immortal has been in for a long time and has not come out, so let's go quickly." ”

Tao Zhongwen thought about it, and also lowered his voice and said: "Xia Shoufu is already waiting outside, he is not young, and his body seems to be unwell. ”

Huang Jin smiled and said, "Our family knows." He paused for a moment and said, "Your Majesty is waiting for the green words of the spring sacrifice." ”

"Ah..." Tao Zhongwen's body stagnated for a moment, nodded, stopped mentioning Xia Yan, and walked through the door.

Tao Zhongwen sighed secretly in his heart, this Huang Jinhuang companion has been with His Majesty since before he inherited the throne, his words seem to be light and fluttering, but they are extremely heavy.

The green words of the Yan family and his son have entered the eyes of His Majesty, and they are now receiving holy favor, I am afraid that even Xia Shoufu cannot be compared.

If Xia Shoufu was not so old-fashioned and could be more sleek, then the situation would be completely different, but... Xia Shoufu's temperament, how can it change?

Seeing Tao Zhongwen enter the inner hall, Huang Jin walked out of the main hall, and a crisp copper chime sound came from behind him, accompanied by the creak of the palace door closing again.

Seven or eight ministers had come here outside the door at this time, and the lieutenant officials of the celebrant came together, and when they saw Huang Jin, the ministers and lieutenants saluted each other and greeted him.

Huang Jin nodded his head and saw Qin Fu standing at the head of the celebrant supervisors, he smiled and said, "Qin Palm Print." ”

Qin Fu laughed and excused himself: "Huang Bandon don't want to make fun of our family. ”

Huang Jin was noncommittal, and instead said with a fake smile: "Qin Zhangyin's new official took office, I don't know when to set up a few tables in the foreign mansion, invite our family to eat a few glasses of wine, and let our family be happy." ”

Qin Fu said with a smile: "When I first took office, there are still many official affairs that I need to be familiar with, so how dare I put on a feast." He paused, and then said, "In a few days, when Huang Ban is not on duty, let's have a small gathering." ”

"That's good." Huang Jin sneered, and said to a few lieutenants behind Qin Fu: "Look, Qin Zhangyin is really a pick, we can't let him go lightly." ”

Chen Hongju is the head of Qin Fu, he is the eunuch of the celebrant and the pen, if Qin Fu does not intervene this time, he will be naturally promoted to the eunuch of the master of ceremonies.

Listening to Huang Jin's teasing words, Chen Hong said with a low smile: "Huang Ban can bring the old and young people of your internal officials and prisons, and let's knock back the bamboo pole of the palm print lord together." ”

Huang Jin smiled and said nothing, waved his hand again and again, and said perfunctorily: "You, you, are really the master of plucking the feathers of the geese." Looking at Qin Fu and said, "Qin Zhangyin can be careful with him." ”

Qin Fu's smile froze slightly, glanced at Chen Hong, and said with a smile: "It's this reason." ”

Chen Hong's face turned pale, and his gaze at Huang Jin was also a little dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to show it, just laughing, pretending not to understand.

Huang Jin nodded again, and turned to the side of the ministers, watching Xia Yan, Qu Luan, Li Dazhang of the Ministry of Households, and Qian Shufu, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, talking about something.

He smiled again and again: "Why is Xia Shoufu's face pale today? Do you feel unwell? ”

Hearing Huang Jin speak, several people stopped talking one after another and saluted Huang Jin. Xia Yan said nonchalantly: "The old man is in good health, why is he uncomfortable." ”

Huang Jin saw that although his face was not very good, he was full of energy, so he was relieved. I also knew Xia Yan's personality in my heart, and I didn't care about his cold words, and arched his hand: "Xia Shoufu is a Jinshi in the twelfth year of Zhengde, right?" You have done your best for the country and the people for many years, you can take care of your health, and seek more benefits for the Ming Dynasty for decades. ”

Xia Yan said coldly: "Hmph." However, thirty years has been regarded as a thorn in the side, and for a few decades, the big worm will not be eaten alive. ”

Huang Jin was slightly stunned and asked, "Where did the big worm come from, dare to swallow Xia Shoufu?" ”

Xia Yan knew that he was speechless, but he straightened his chest and said, "I am the ungrateful and flattering villain." ”

Huang Jin smiled meaningfully and said, "It's good that Xia Shoufu has the heart to defend against others. ”

There was no need to say any more of his crooked words, Huang Jin secretly let out a sigh of relief, and said as if carelessly: "Yesterday, our family accompanied His Majesty to enjoy the scenery in the Imperial Garden, and I saw a lotus that was blooming. His Majesty said that it is wonderful that the lotus flower can be warmed by drawing hot soup and living water in winter to make the lotus bloom early. He looked at the lotus again, and said that the two lotuses bloomed in the same plant, although they opened smaller, but they competed with each other, making the lotus pond more graceful. Finally, there is a sentence: The mountains are cold, the door steps are green, and the lotus flowers are deep and the fields are connected. ”

When Xia Yan heard this, he was full of indignation, gritted his teeth and said: "The old man has his own opinions, what does he have to do with the eunuchs!" ”

When Huang Jin heard this, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, but he was kindly insulted by him, even though he knew that Xia Yan had always been open-mouthed, he couldn't help but be annoyed.

Years of experience as an official told him that if Xia Shoufu continued like this, he would not live long.

He was just about to throw off his sleeves and leave, but Qu Luan stepped forward and said, "Huang Companion, don't go." ”

Huang Jin's chest kept rising and falling, and he went to the side with Qu Luan's pace, and looked sideways at Xia Yan's face flushed with anger, Huang Jin gritted his teeth and said, "What else does Scholar Qu have to say?" ”