Although more than 50 people, including the Secretary of Civil Affairs, were arrested, Xu Muchuan could not detain them in a cell. After all, it is about the face of the Secretary of Culture and Administration, and even the face of the Emperor of Beiyuan.

Therefore, more than 50 people, including Luo Yongkang, were placed under house arrest in a quiet courtyard in Nancheng. Inside and outside the courtyard, there are heavy guards from the Red Fire Army and the Imperial Forest Army, and no one can get out of it, and no one can enter at will.

With a quiet wind drifting by, Xu Muchuan came to the small courtyard where the Secretary for Civil Affairs and others were under house arrest.

The soldier standing at the door fixed his eyes and knew that Xu Muchuan was wearing a unique official robe, and hurriedly opened the door with a salute and let Xu Muchuan enter.

Pushing the door in, Xu Muchuan saw dozens of people in a circle in the center of the courtyard, these people were officials of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. In the center of dozens of people, there is the number one leader of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Luo Yongkang, who is the second-rank official of the dynasty.

When they saw Xu Muchuan suddenly appear, they suddenly fell silent. More than fifty pairs of eyes stared directly at Xu Muchuan, making Xu Muchuan feel a burst of cold air rushing in.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you rested last night!" Xu Muchuan had a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't care about the cold gaze of these people at all.

"Are you the minister appointed by His Majesty? Sure enough, it's a little doll, do you know how many major government affairs my Ministry of Culture and Administration has handled for the Beiyuan Kingdom? How many livelihood issues have been dealt with for the people of Beiyuan? It's too presumptuous for you to dare to arrest me here. ”

In the crowd, an official from the Ministry of Civil Affairs suddenly stood up, pointed at Xu Muchuan's nose and scolded angrily.

"That is, a person who was able to wear an official uniform by His Majesty's holy grace, not only did you not thank Your Majesty for your gift to serve the country well, but instead stretched out your hand to the head of my civil secretary, do you know the guilt?" Immediately, many civil and administrative officials chimed in.

Xu Muchuan was silent and just glanced at these officials lightly, and then fixed his eyes on Luo Yongkang, who had the strongest official authority in the crowd.

Luo Yongkang is nearly sixty years old, his white hair is scattered over his shoulders, and he does not have the posture of a second-class minister, but looks like an ordinary old man on the street.

"The lower official meets Lord Qincha." After Luo Yongkang and Xu Muchuan glanced at each other, he bent down expressionlessly and bowed.

The more than 50 officials around him looked sideways at Luo Yongkang, their faces surprised and surprised, and they didn't know what Luo Yongkang's actions meant.

Seeing that Luo Yongkang not only did not scold angrily, but saluted respectfully, Xu Muchuan's eyes flashed a different color, and he muttered in his heart: "It is worthy of being able to sit as the director of the Department of Civil Affairs, compared to these officials, he has completely seen through the situation." ”

As the saying goes: people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Luo Yongkang had been an official in the court for many years, and at first he was angry because the Red Fire Army surrounded his civil and political secretary, but then he quickly knew what to do.

Scolding and scolding...... All of them are useless acts, and since the Lord Qincha in front of him dares to move the Ministry of Civil Affairs, he is naturally not afraid of any threat from the Department of Civil Affairs. It's useless to talk too much, it's better to think about how to solve the problem at hand.

The most important thing is that Xu Muchuan is a real first-class Qincha in the current dynasty, ranking at the pinnacle of the Northern Yuan Kingdom. As long as Xu Muchuan does not return to Beijing for a day, then Xu Muchuan will be a minister in office for a day, which is enough to be on an equal footing with the prime minister of the current dynasty.

Luo Yongkang bowed his head and saluted for a few seconds, and his eyes gestured to the officials of the Civil Affairs Department who were still surprised around him.

"I'll wait to see Chincha-sama." No matter how angry the officials of the Ministry of Civil Affairs were, they had to bow their heads when they saw Luo Yongkang bowing and saluting.

Even the few officials who pointed at Xu Muchuan's nose and scolded angrily just now could only blush and bow down.

"Everyone, I'm just a little doll, where can I bear the salute of all my lords." The corners of Xu Muchuan's mouth twitched slightly, his hands were put on his back, and the irony in his words made many people blush.

The proper etiquette has been done, and Luo Yongkang slowly regained his solemn and majestic appearance.

One step, two steps, three steps......

Surrounded by a group of officials from the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Luo Yongkang slowly walked towards Xu Muchuan. With a distance of only five or six meters between the two sides, Luo Yongkang stopped his steps and asked in a deep voice: "Lord Qincha, may I ask why your Excellency invited more than 50 people from my civil and political department here?" ”

The word "please" in Luo Yongkang's mouth bit his tone, and it was not difficult to hear the resentment and dissatisfaction.

"Lord Luo, don't you know what you've done all these years? Why do you ask this officer? Xu Muchuan pretended to know everything, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to hide countless secrets, making Luo Yongkang feel a biting cold.

"Lord Qincha said this, the lower officials don't understand, and ask the lord to make it clear." Luo Yongkang's eyes flashed sharply just now, but he quickly hid it, and then pretended to be puzzled and asked rhetorically.

The expression on Xu Muchuan's face still did not change, and then he suddenly chuckled twice, his deep eyes stared at Luo Yongkang deeply, and said, "Lord Luo, you better think about it!" The official still has something to do, so he won't accompany him. ”

After that, before waiting for Luo Yongkang's reply, Xu Muchuan turned around and walked slowly towards the gate.

The dull steps were like alarm bells, hitting Luo Yongkang's heart again and again. Xu Muchuan's resolute back filled Luo Yongkang's entire eyes, and it couldn't disappear for a long time.

Seeing Xu Muchuan's figure gradually disappear, Luo Yongkang gritted his teeth and fell into deep thought.

After going out, Xu Muchuan stepped into the carriage, the smile on his face slowly faded obviously, and he said to himself with an extremely tense expression: "This is the first step, the next step is to see if you Luo Yongkang can calm down." ”

Leaving the quiet courtyard where the bigwigs of the Civil Affairs Department were imprisoned, Xu Muchuan did not go anywhere else, nor did he go to the cell to see the officials and squires of the Ten Cities who were arrested by him, and went straight back to the Yingyuan Restaurant.

"Teacher, how's it going?" As soon as he entered the gate, Yun Changqing stepped forward quickly, and a worried look filled his entire face.

Xu Muchuan shook his head with a smile, pouted and said, "I don't know yet, success or failure, everything depends on the will of God." ”

What do you mean? Yun Changqing frowned with a puzzled face, completely unable to understand what Xu Muchuan was talking about.

Qianyue, the deputy commander of the Imperial Forest Army, lived in the corner of Yingyuan Restaurant, looking at Xu Muchuan's expression and movements without listening, wanting to see what Xu Muchuan was like who could be valued by the Great Emperor of Beiyuan, Jun Yuyi.

It's a pity that Qianyue looked at it for a long time, but he didn't find anything different about Xu Muchuan. Qianyue slowly lost interest in Xu Muchuan, lowered his brows, and laughed softly at himself: "A twenty-six or seven-year-old scholar, where is there anything strange, but I think too much." ”