During this time, Song Wenjian and others were aggressive in the yamen, and Li Rujun considered that Song Hua was going to be appointed as the imperial historian, so he temporarily avoided the edge.

If Song Hua is not the imperial history, then he doesn't have to worry too much, and he can hit Song Wenjian and others.

"Exactly, my lord, we can't tolerate it anymore, otherwise Suixi County will be the Song family." He Zisong screamed.

Li Rujun's face fused, and these words pierced him directly in the heart.

Although Song Wenjian still knows how to advance and retreat, he is still respectful to him.

But Song Wenjian has affected his authority, and it is only by beating Song Wenjian and others that he can do it.

Remove Zheng Sike and Wu Guanhai, and Song Wenjian became a toothless tiger.

Just when Li Rujun made up his mind to make a move, Jia Daoming's voice came from outside: "Lord County, there is an urgent appointment document from the imperial court." ”

"The official letter of appointment of the imperial court?" Li Rujun was secretly shocked. "Bring it quickly."

When Li Rujun opened the appointment document, he couldn't help but gasp. "Fortunately, we didn't do it, Song Hua really wants to be the imperial history of Leizhou Mansion."

"What?" He Zisong and others took a look at the appointment document and found that it was indeed the case.

The appointment letter has the large seal of the Ministry of Officials, and the signature of the Ministry of Officials.

"Alas, it seems that we should turn a blind eye in Suixi." Li Rujun sighed secretly. "However, we still have to fight for what should be argued. Song Hua left, I recommend Yang Zhu Bo to be the county leader. ”

Li Rujun is also about to start training his own men and horses to fight against Song Wenjian and them.

The Song family soon got the news, and Zheng Sike found Song Wenjian like a dead father. "Young master, how is this good, the master has no great future as a royal history, and he will only be resented by others."

Song Wenjian didn't expect such a thing to happen, he just wanted to deceive Li Rujun at that time, but he didn't expect the lie to come true.

It turned out that Li Rujun heard Song Wenjian say that Song Hua wanted to be the imperial history of Leizhou Mansion, and he also sent someone to Leizhou Mansion to inquire about the matter.

Mo Dazhi has been spending money to operate Song Hua's promotion of the seven-rank official, and the former imperial history, who is also Ai Jisi's brother-in-law, heard that Song Hua wanted to be the imperial history, how could he be unhappy?

He immediately wrote to the court that Song Huagang was upright, an upright official, and a good candidate to be the imperial historian.

Who didn't know someone at the court? The former imperial history was transferred to the imperial court because of the relationship, and Song Hua filled this vacancy.

Song Wenjian said with a smile: "Sike, in fact, it is not a bad thing for my father to be the imperial history. ”

"Why did the young master say this?" Zheng Sike was puzzled.

Song Wenjian said: "My father doesn't know how to win over his colleagues, and he is easy to offend people, this position of imperial history is very suitable for him." ”

Zheng Sike nodded secretly, he had followed Song Hua for so long, because he knew Song Hua's character. "But if the lord becomes the imperial history, he will offend many officials, and we will be in trouble in the future."

"When are we in trouble?" Song Wenjian said: "What I'm worried about is that my father is not in Suixi, and the Li County Order will attack us." ”

"How's that good?" Zheng Sike was worried. "Why don't we follow the master to Leizhou Mansion, it's more prosperous than Suixi, I like it there."

Song Wenjian shook his head and said, "What are you afraid of?" My father and father-in-law are officials in Leizhou Mansion, how dare Li Rujun face us openly? When the soldiers come to block them, and the water comes to flood the earth, I don't believe that I can't fight them. ”

It was clearly written in the appointment document that Song Hua would go to Leizhou Mansion to take office within three days.

Song Hua handed over his official card and work to Yang Yiqing, who took over, and Li Rujun had written a letter to the Ministry of Officials recommending Yang Yiqing to be the county leader.

Of course, Yang Yiqing also has to entrust someone to go to the imperial court to operate, otherwise this appointment will not come down so quickly.

That night, Song Hua held a banquet at home to invite his subordinates to eat and drink, Song Wenjian looked at his father's elated appearance, and knew that his father wanted to be the imperial history.

Alas, I will continue to protect my father in the future. Song Wenjian sighed secretly in his heart.

People are covered by their father, but he still has to cover his father, and no one believes him when he says it.

Song Wenjian asked Zheng Sike to go to Mo Dazhi tomorrow and buy a big courtyard in Leizhou Mansion, and then his father and they would have a place to live.

Let my father be the imperial historian for a while, and then find a way to help him move his position later.

When Da Niu heard that he could eat and drink tonight, he was so happy that he was desperately eating with a big dinner plate.

Parting is imminent, Song Hua feels that life is like chess.

At that time, he thought that he was going to be finished, but he didn't expect that he would be able to become the imperial history of the seventh grade by relying on his son, and now he should be content with his life.

"Wen Jian, come, have another drink with Dad." Song Hua, whose face was flushed, shouted at Song Wenjian with a bowl of wine.

Song Wenjian frowned secretly, although the wine content of the Yue Dynasty was not high, but if he drank it bowl by bowl, he would get drunk sooner or later.

"Dad, you drink less." Song Wenjian persuaded.

"No, I'm going to have a good drink tonight." Song Hua shook his head and said: "I'm happy, I didn't expect that I, Song Hua, could still be an official of the seventh grade, I am almost content in life, and I am just a pity." ”

Song Wenjian asked, "What are the regrets of Dad?" ”

"It's just that you haven't had a queen yet." Song Hua shouted.

Mo Xintong was eating at another women's table, and when she heard Song Hua's words, her body trembled, and her chopsticks fell to the ground.

"Dad, let's drink tonight, don't talk about this." Song Wenjian saw that Mo Xintong's expression was wrong, and he felt uncomfortable.

Mo Xintong kept saying that he was not ready, and he couldn't force her, making it difficult for him.

After a few rounds of drinking, these people were all drunk.

Since Song Wenjian was attacked again, Jian Yuping was worried about his safety and sent two groups of new Ding to protect Song Wenjian.

When everyone was drinking, there was a group of new dings on guard around to prevent accidents.

I don't know how long I drank, Song Wenjian felt that he couldn't drink anymore, otherwise he would get drunk, so he stood up and staggered back to the wing.

There was only one oil lamp in the room, and Song Wenjian felt that the light was too dim, and shouted, "Xiaoqing, where are you?" Hurry up and light the lights. ”

"Xianggong, don't call Xiaoqing." Mo Xintong's shy voice came from the bed.

"Lady, are you sleeping?" Song Wenjian's head shook a little dizzy.

"Xianggong, I'm ready." Mo Xintong's voice was as small as a mosquito ant.

Song Wenjian walked to the side of the bed and asked, "Lady, what are you saying are ready?" ”

Suddenly, Song Wenjian was like being beaten with chicken blood, and his head was much clearer. "Lady, are you really ready?"

"Well, the master said that there can't be any regrets." As soon as Mo Xintong finished speaking, he retracted his head back into the quilt.

Daddy, you said this early in the morning, and it made me hold back for so long.

Song Wenjian didn't think about it anymore, and hurriedly rushed to the big bed.

It didn't take long for the big bed to be like a boat floating in the waves, drifting and moving, making people reverie......

Xiaoqing felt that Miss was weird tonight, and asked her not to go to the big room to serve.

Later, when Song Wenjian came back, she put her ears outside the door to listen to what was going on inside, and when she heard this, she was so ashamed that she didn't dare to listen anymore, so she covered her red face and turned her head and ran.

PS: This chapter was added to find the book 1522 to become the leader of the book.