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On the second day of February, the dragon raises its head, and the dragon does not raise its head. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this morning, a small green sedan chair took a turn in the middle capital, and it was close to the meal before it arrived at Sangong Street, and walked leisurely to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Menzi hurriedly stepped forward and asked the companion in front of the sedan chair: "This is the adult again?" ”

Bandang laughed quietly: "It's my family Shangshu ......"

Menzi laughed when he heard this: "I don't know which Lord Shangshu ......" and was afraid that this person would misunderstand, so he quickly explained in a low voice: "There are a lot of Lord Shangshu today." "And it's all low-key.'"

Only then did the companion know that it was not only his own adults who were so cautious, so he smiled embarrassedly: "Ministry of Industry." Then the man suddenly came to his senses, and shouted loudly inside: "The Ministry of Industry Shangshu Gong has arrived in ......."

The companion's face suddenly froze, and the face of the man in the sedan chair changed, but he also knew that this must have been instructed by the prime minister, so he sighed helplessly, shook his head and smiled secretly: "I want to cover it up." ’

When the sedan chair entered the courtyard and fell, the companion got off the sedan chair with a public loss in ochre civilian clothes, and there was a Chinese book provincial three-grade senator Wen Mingli to greet him, and he smiled and walked to the back garden.

After a while, I walked to the largest flower hall in Wenfu, and saw eight large round tables set up in the hall, and the wine and food on the table were dazzling. Many guests in the house have arrived, and they are sitting on the side eating tea and chatting softly.

Gong Yi glanced at it four times, and saw five Shangshu coming, all dressed in civilian clothes. He didn't look at others, walked straight to the side of a few scholars, and arched his hand slightly: "Few, it's too late for the next official." After speaking, he sat next to Tian Minnong, Li Qing and Wei Zhengyi nodded at him, which can be regarded as a greeting.

Gong Yilian is a man of few words, and he has never had much contact with his colleagues, but he can only say a few words with Tian Minnong, and he sits with him on every such occasion. Tian Minnong saw that he was wearing an ochre-colored robe, and couldn't help but laugh: "It's like a wooden stake." ”

Gong Yi smiled and said, "Brother Tian said that you were joking, did you come early?" ”

Tian Minnong picked up a long fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and said vaguely: "I came to ask Xiangye for official business, because I came early." ”

Gong Yilian asked in a low voice, "Have you seen Xiangye?" ”

Tian Minnong shook his head and said, "No, it is said that Xiangye is sick," said a little impatiently: "Anyway, I didn't see it." After speaking, he felt that his tone was not good, and smiled at him and explained: "Brother, don't think too much, brother, I'm not trying to be you." As soon as the decree was published today, he began to feel uneasy in his heart. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally felt that something was wrong, so he came to the Prime Minister's Mansion to ask Wen Yanbo to see him, hoping that he could agree to one of his tax reduction plans for disaster victims.

But as he said, Wen Yanbo didn't see him at all...... Or maybe not to see him.

After experiencing a series of turmoil, the old prime minister's spirit was extremely sluggish, but the insomnia was even worse, and he barely fell asleep until dawn. In this case, it was impossible for the Wen family to agree to Tian Minnong disturbing him.

It wasn't until about noon that Wen Yanbo woke up slowly, feeling weak, as if he was stepping on a pile of cotton. After the maid waited for him to put on his clothes, he had a sandalwood box taken down from the top of the cupboard.

Inside is some sheep dung egg-like jet-black pills, this is a Fang Shi gave him a 'secret spring pill', it is said that a grain can be dead wood and spring, pear blossoms press begonias, it is really the gospel of middle-aged and elderly men. But after Wen Xiangye used it, in addition to feeling that his spirit was booming, he was still 'Ruan Erxiao' for a long time, and he knew that he was already a more advanced rotten wood, and since then he has lost the elegance of climbing the peak and exploring the secluded. However, because this medicine can refresh the mind, it was kept by Wen Xiangye in case of emergency.

Wen Yanbo stretched out his hand tremblingly, grabbed seven or eight pills, and stuffed them into his mouth with his head up, but he didn't want the pill to be too dry to swallow at all. The old man rolled his eyes in a choked manner, and his hands danced wildly.

The subordinates hurriedly stepped forward, stroked their backs, and poured water, which made the old man barely swallow the mouth full of pills. Looking at the old man with disheveled white hair, panting, and water beads on his beard, no one dared to laugh, even in his heart...... Because just last night, this embarrassed old man, in front of them and the third son, personally hacked his wife and the mother of the third son to death, and slashed dozens of knives one after another, until the cut was unrecognizable and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Then, he ordered the two corpses of Mr. Qiu and Mrs. Wen to be packed into the same urn and transported to the place of the dead outside the city, so that they would never be reborn. beat the third son with dozens of sticks, and then locked him in the firewood room to watch and detain, which can be regarded as a little relief from hatred.

For such a crazy old man, it is too late for the people to tremble and be cold, how dare they be a little contemptuous? They couldn't help but miss the original old man who was unobtrusive and calm and generous.

After taking those pills, Wen Yanbo's pale face gradually became a little bloody, and his breathing began to become stronger. The beautiful maid who was silent on the side smiled and said, "Come here, comb the old man's hair." The maid hurriedly blessed a blessing, stepped forward in small steps, and said softly: "Please sit down." ”

Wen Yanbo smiled and nodded, sat down in front of the bronze mirror, and the maid with a pair of beautiful big amber eyes began to carefully comb Xiangye's hair, and replaced the strip of white cloth that bandaged the wound on the back of his head with a royal blue silk headband embellished with dark emeralds. After a while, a bad old man was cleaned up again and restored to his former elegant appearance.

The maid sighed softly, and said to herself, 'It's over, and people's backs are soaked. He was about to bow down and retreat, but he heard Wen Yanbo smile gently: "What are you afraid of?" ”

"The slave is not afraid." The little maid said with a little trepidation.

Wen Yanbo grabbed her little hand, moved it slightly, and said with a smile: "Not afraid? How can the palms of your palms be full of sweat? ”

The little maid hung her head and muttered speechless. She listened to Xiangye's gentle and gentle expression, and said in her heart, "There shouldn't be too much of a problem." ’

Suddenly, Wen Yanbo grabbed the girl's little hand violently, and the little maid felt as if her right hand was being clamped by a vice, and her forehead was suddenly covered with beads of sweat, but she bit her lower lip tightly, and she didn't dare to make a sound.

"It hurts...... No...... It hurts ......" Wen Yanbo asked through gritted teeth while playing hard. Under the effect of the pill, he regained his energy and strength, but the tyranny and madness in his personality seemed to be released.

The little maid had been pinched by him, her face was bleak and sweaty, and she nodded and said in a trembling voice: "It hurts ......"

Wen Yanbo showed Bai Sensen's teeth, and said with a smile: "This time you are telling the truth?" The hideous face is chilling, how can it have the original half elegant appearance. The other people in the room had already knelt on the ground and trembled, and naturally none of them dared to ask for a favor for the little maid.

The little maid's body trembled like a chilling cicada, sweat like pulp, and said miserably: "Tell the truth......"

Wen Yanbo Huo Ran got up, pulled her shoulders, and kept shaking: "Is it really the truth?" The little maid was about to be shaken apart by him, and whimpered, "It's really ......"

"You all get out!" Wen Yanbo commanded in a deep voice. The people who were lying on the ground in the house were like being pardoned, and they ran out of the room with a crawl, and only a few of the kinder ones would think of looking back at the dying girl in the clutches of the devil.

As soon as the people were gone, Wen Yanbo let go of the little maid's hand. The little maid's palm, which had been held under the activity, had not had time to breathe, but he was tightly stuck in the neck, and he could no longer breathe.

Looking at the frightened little maid, Wen Yanbo smiled cruelly: "Women are all liars, if you don't give her a little hardship, she will never tell the truth!" After a while, the little palace maid began to roll her eyes and her body twitched, and she was about to turn her back on it.

Wen Yanbo let go of his hands slightly, and said with a warm smile: "The old man is a reasonable person, so there is a reason for this." Tell me, what else are you hiding from me, this is your chance. As he spoke, he tightened his hands again, and frightened the little maid into a nervous flutter, and hissed from her mouth, "Don't kill me, I say...... I said...... "There was a puddle of water under her feet, and she was incontinent."

"The slave maid is the eyeliner of the training of the Ministry of Internal Servants...... "The little maid is obviously an unqualified female adulterer, or the training methods of the Inner Ministry are not qualified themselves.

"The spy sent by Qin Laosan?" Wen Yanbo asked coldly.

The little maid shook her head and said in an inaudible voice: "The fourth master trained and sent, but now it is indeed at the disposal of the third master." ”

Wen Yanbo snorted coldly, let go of his hands, and the little maid collapsed to the ground like mud, her face full of snot and tears, her chest fell together, and she gasped violently.

Wen Yanbo didn't look at her either, tidied up the placket that was messed up below, and said lightly: "Give you two ways, one is to chop up and feed the dogs......" After the two horror performances last night and today, his words were already extremely threatening.

Sure enough, the little maid curled up tightly when she heard this, and her whole body trembled even more.

Wen Yanbo giggled very frustratedly, and said: "What about the second way, you continue to pass on false news to Qin Laosan for the old man, and when the old man survives this catastrophe, he will naturally let you ascend to heaven, how about it?" ”

The little maid had already been frightened, and when she heard that she didn't have to die, she hurriedly nodded, but she didn't think about what it meant.

Seeing that she agreed, Wen Yanbo nodded with satisfaction, and said softly: "I will send a message to Qin Laosan in the evening, saying that the old man is already sick and can't even lift a pen." It was only after using a secret method that I barely attended the banquet, and when I returned, once the effect of the medicine had passed, I could no longer get up, and it was difficult to even speak. ”

Seeing that the little maid nodded in fear, Wen Yanbo smiled slightly and said, "The old man has already brought your parents here, so you don't have to work today, accompany them." With that, he turned around and walked out of the room slowly.

The little maid looked at his back with a dull gaze, and as soon as she heard that her parents had also been brought in, she knew that she had no choice but to serve Wenxiang.

When Wen Yanbo appeared in the flower hall accompanied by Wen Yantao, almost all the guests had already arrived. The reason why it is said is that it is almost, because the two imperial envoys of the Metropolitan Inspection Yuan, the Terracotta Temple, and the two temple ministers of the Patrol Temple did not come.

Wen Yanbo looked at the group of people who came, and said in his heart: "There are a lot. Then he came in laughing loudly, and said with a smile as he walked: "The old man has made you wait for a long time, sin, sin." The voice was loud and high-pitched, this spirit has never been stronger, and it suddenly made some sluggish officials excited, and they got up and said: "It is said that the prime minister is slightly ill, but today I see that your old demeanor is better than in the past, and we can be regarded as relieved." "The Prime Minister's Mansion has lost the account books on both sides of the official mantle and the fraud in the department, and everyone knows about it, and naturally people are panicked and can't live all day.

Wen Yanbo sat down and laughed loudly: "Don't worry, decades of ups and downs have already tempered me Wen Yanbo into a well-known, hard, steamed, and undercooked iron arhat." Saying that, he raised his glass and got up again and said: "Wen is late, and he will punish himself with three cups!" After speaking, he didn't wait for everyone to dissuade him, poured three glasses in succession, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and threw the wine cup far out of the hall, laughing and sitting down, it was unprecedented boldness.

In an instant, the low morale of the hundred officials was immediately raised, and they all got up and toasted: "Prime Minister is bold, I admire it!" After saying that, everyone toasted six glasses in a row, there was no way, although the prime minister said that he punished himself, but they couldn't bear it, only if they drank more than his old man, it was reasonable.

After drinking six glasses, the public loser who was too much to drink was already red. After sitting down, he lowered his voice and said to Tian Minnong: "Xiangye is already strong on the outside, and he is all supported by a false fire. After saying that, he sat upright, refusing to say a word again. Both the public loser and the Tian family originated in the land of Qilu, and the relationship is quite deep, and the public loser has a very strong personal relationship with Tian Minnong, so the two have always advanced and retreated together.

Tian Minnong knew that Gong Lian was very inward-looking, not only erudite and talented, but also vicious, he commented on Prime Minister Wen like this, there must be a sufficient basis, and ninety percent of them can't be wrong. The two have always been like this, and the public loser company provided the basis for analysis, and Tian Minnong made a decision based on it, because when Tian Minnong looked at Wen Yanbo again, there was a little more scrutiny in his eyes.

Wen Yanbo knew that the people below were most concerned about their physical condition, and they performed with force, but what they wanted was to reassure people. Just as he said to his disciples yesterday, 'The wealth of the family can be scattered, but the hearts of the people cannot be scattered.' To his relief, the officials' expressions finally began to relax.

He was not in a hurry to solve the problem, but just asked Wen Yantao and Wen Mingli to greet the officials to eat and drink. At this time, it was the end of noon, and the officials were already hungry, and seeing that the prime minister was not in a hurry to lecture, they ate and drank unceremoniously.

Wen Yanbo simply used a few chopsticks, then stopped his chopsticks and looked at the lively scene in the pavilion with a smile. I was stunned for a while, and then I burst into tears. This frightened several Shangshu at the main table, and hurriedly asked, "Why is the Prime Minister sad?" As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and everyone stopped eating and drinking, and looked at Wen Xiangye, who was wiping his tears. The officials present are all human spirits, so they naturally know that the drama is coming.

Wen Yanbo wiped his tears, his eyes were red and choked up: "Today I am happy with all the gentlemen, but the old man thinks of my eldest son, who has traveled all over the world in order to cure diseases, looking for famous doctors, and I don't know when I will be able to go home." After saying that, tears flowed down again. This is not exactly a performance, he still has feelings for his eldest son after all, especially after being hit and betrayed by a series of blows, he misses it even more, "Pity me there but I don't know where I am now?" ……”

Everyone sighed for a while, who didn't know that Wen Shilang was 'insulted' by His Royal Highness the King of Longwei County, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, so he became crazy. At this time, listening to the old things mentioned again, it is natural that he is going to start a war with the Fifth Highness...... Fortunately, since the end of last year, the Prime Minister's Mansion has begun to plan to deal with the Fifth Highness, and everyone has already prepared in their hearts, so that they will not fall to the point of talking about the tiger changing color and being frightened.

There is a die-hard loyalty of the Wenfu, and Qu Yan of Dali Temple said loudly: "Qin Yutian is cruel and cunning, there is no one in his eyes, and he can still get away with hundreds of lives on his back, which is really a naked provocation to my "Great Qin Law"! As he spoke, he got up and said: "I implore Xiangye to plan for the people of the world, not afraid of power and violence, and let Qin Yutian get the punishment he deserves!" The words were very exciting, so that people who didn't know the details thought that Master Qu was a good blue sky for the people.

But Tian Minnong and Gong Yilian knew that Quyan Qu Siqing was a 'nursery' of the Prime Minister's Mansion.