At midnight, when Wei Zhen stumbled back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, his white-scaled BMW that had been paid tribute by the foreign domain, and then given to Wei Wuji by the emperor, and then given to Wei by Wei Wuji, had disappeared, and only Wei Zhen came back, limping, his face full of stains and grass clippings. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The guard of honor guarding the door (Jin Li, the doctor's guard of honor is eight people guarding four gates, the prime minister's guard of honor is twelve people guarding six gates, the king's guard of honor is sixteen people guarding eight gates, the Son of Heaven is twelve gates, and the guard of honor and the garrison are not counted) When they saw the grandson of the Lord Xiangguo finally returned safely, they were secretly happy, this Wei Zheng treated people quite generously on weekdays, and often gave rewards to the guards of honor. The family members in the Prime Minister's Mansion have gone out to look for someone, and at this time they have just come back for a small half, and they have found nothing, and these two honor guards first found out that the prince has returned, and the Lord Xiangguo may add some reward to them.

Seeing the return of the son, the two honor guards ignored the sleepiness, and one of them opened his voice to report the good news: "The son is safe!" Childe is safe! The other person hurriedly supported Wei Zheng, for fear that Gongzi would faint at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The first to come out was not the family members, but the prime minister Wei Wuji, who was walking like a fly, and a group of family members trotted behind. This Wei Wuji is already in the age of the sixtieth year, he has been loyal to the country all his life, his body is still strong, although he already has a big belly, his beard flutters when he runs, and his sleeve robe carries the wind, so that the hearts of the family members who are carefully following behind are in their throats.

Wei Wuji ran to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and saw Wei Zhen who was supported by the guard of honor, saw his face of mud and grass clippings, and his body that had been paralyzed on the guard of honor, Wei Wuji rolled down two lines of old tears, quickly pushed away the guard of honor, personally picked up his favorite grandson, and said emotionally: "Grandson, suffer!" Grandpa doesn't blame you, he just wants you to wake up, don't really be a playboy who doesn't do your job, why do you go to the dirty market in person, looking for thieves to prove your innocence? Tell your grandfather carefully, doesn't your grandfather still believe you? ”

Wei Zhenqiang smiled to himself, but the first thing he said was: "The arrest order has been withdrawn, that guy...... Not a thief! ”

To say that this person's fate has a lot to do with luck.

If you're lucky, as long as you're right, you can easily turn the danger into a disaster, and if you're unlucky, you can spend a lot of effort, and maybe you will even be able to plant the root cause. At this time, it was the time for the warden to interrogate Qin Ge, if Qin Ge calmed down, then he didn't need to use the dark line in Fengjing City to come out, after all, the arrest warrant had been revoked, and the warden had no reason to give him white food again.

Early the next morning, a carriage came to a halt when it was still a hundred steps away from Xiangfu.

"Childe, it's here."

"Childe, it's here!"

"Childe!" The groom said three times, but the son in the car still didn't move, and he felt a sudden burst in his heart at the moment, shouldn't this guy jump out of the car and slip away in order not to pay the bill?

The groom hurriedly lifted the curtain and saw the white-clothed man sleeping in the car, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Childe, a hundred steps ahead is the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Ah...... Yes? Arrived? So fast? ”

Bai Mo hurriedly rubbed his eyes, poked his head out, looked around, and said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't this still a few steps away?" Walk further and get off at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

"No, son, the prime minister's mansion is already full of the carriages and horses of the ministers' doctors, today is the day of the small court meeting, if you collide with any minister, the small one can't afford it."

The groom hurriedly explained to the man in white, but heard the boy pout: "Izu, you know that they are the minister's doctor, why do you conclude that I am not?" Listen to me, get off at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion and keep you safe. ”

"This ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry."

"Yes."

The one who gave the money was the uncle, and the groom didn't care so much, anyway, if something happened at that time, he just said that he was ordered by the man in white.

Bai Mo leaned lazily on the carriage and muttered: "My generation of celebrities is waiting for the price to sell, how can I do it without putting on a shelf?" ”

When I arrived at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, as the coachman said, it was already a crowd of cars and horses, and many young men dressed as small servants squatted outside the door, yawning lazily, and Bai Mo even saw a few eunuchs with bowed backs and beards, gathering together in twos and threes to talk about idle articles.

At this time, the Prime Minister's Mansion held a small court meeting, of course, this is just a folk title, called the Hall in the Jin Ceremony, and the later generations of "the conference is held after the small meeting", mainly some of the people related to the new decree in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the Prime Minister, the emperor's order to really coordinate and implement the person to discuss the specific implementation method. The emperor recognized this kind of behavior, and even wrote it into the Jin ceremony, as a normal administrative process, today even outside the prime minister's mansion there are many more Jinwu. After all, if there were any assassins or something in the Prime Minister's Mansion today, it would be not much different from an assassin running into the Jinluan Palace.

When the carriage heard the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion just now, a few Jinwu patrolling the city surrounded him vigilantly, and the groom was scared into a cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "This prince calls himself a minister, what is the problem, a few military masters tell this prince." ”

Bai Mo listened to the coachman's words in the car, and immediately stepped out of the carriage in cooperation, looking at several Jinwu patrolling the city with disdain. Many of these Jin Wu are former idle people in society, and they still have some skills to see people, look at this son's fair skin, a pair of good-looking Danfeng eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows, demeanor, and really a bit of the appearance of a prince and grandson, I don't dare to be too arrogant at the moment, but I just routinely asked: "Does the prince have an official seal on his body, can he bring a wat board?" ”

"I didn't bring it, Prime Minister Wei has a good grandson named Wei Zheng, he recognizes me, and quickly let that kid come out to greet my son. This son has something important to tell the prime minister, and if you delay a big event, how many heads can you cut off? ”

Jin Wu retreated with a resigned face, and saw that the coachman was nervous for a while, and hurriedly said: "The little old man is clumsy, he doesn't know Mount Tai with his eyes, and he still looks at the adult Haihan." This, the little old man still wants to pick up a few more guests, so he will retire first......"

Bai Mo laughed and interrupted the coachman: "It's not that you're clumsy, it's that these Jinwu are too stupid, and you didn't see that I was fooling them." Old man, don't worry, it's not too late to wait for Na Wei to come out to greet you. ”

The coachman only thinks that Bai Mo is the son of other high-ranking cadres who are good friends with Wei Zhen, and it may be inappropriate to save his face, but it is not a small sin to pretend to be an official, and it is not a matter of retiring for a while.

Fortunately, Wei Zhen appeared in time, and the two men in green clothes and green hats supported him, and there was a thick gauze wrapped around his head, which made Bai Mo cover his mouth and laugh a few times, but Bai Mo didn't dare to hold it too big, so he also greeted it, grabbed Wei Zheng's arm, and said seriously: "After this catastrophe, Brother Wei looks much more mature and stable." ”

"Where and where, I was rescued by Your Excellency yesterday, and I haven't asked Your Excellency for your name, and now what is your official position?" Wei Zhen was about to make a move, leaving the support of the two little guys, and was about to fall to the ground immediately, and the little guys saw this and quickly picked up Wei Zhen.

Bai Mo was embarrassed, and quickly straightened his expression: "Under the surname Bai Mingmo, a person from Fan Yang, he has not yet entered the office, and he is still a concubine." ”

"Fan Yang......" Wei Zhen thought for a while, "The old land of Yan Kingdom is not less than two thousand miles away from Fengjing, Your Excellency has come all the way, and Wei will definitely not slack off." ”

"Come on, lead Bai Gongzi to the guest room to rest, I will go to tell my ancestors first, and then I will arrive."

Bai Mo was led into the Prime Minister's Mansion by a few small people who heard the news, and the coachman hurriedly drove away as if he had been amnestied.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, there are many partitions, the barriers are strict, and the high-rise pavilions as far as the eye can see are so vigorous that Bai Mo seems to have entered a labyrinth, and before he has gone far, he has been so detoured that he can't remember the path out of the house.

Through a partial door, the front suddenly opens up, there are flowers and ponds, this spring is the flowering period, bursts of floral fragrance into the mouth and nose of white ink, refreshing people's hearts, microwave ripples in the pool, there is a small pavilion in the center, connected by a rope bridge, hills and rockeries, like a small world. Unfortunately, there are not many stone paths, and many places are still wet mud paths, but even so, it still has a different flavor.

When he was in Fanyang, Bai Mo had seen the Gaomen compound of the Beidi Shi clan at most, and this prime minister's mansion not only had the characteristics of the Beidi Shi clan's wide area, but also was as exquisite and extraordinary as the south, which really made Bai Mo's eyes shine.

However, this is only the tip of the iceberg of the Prime Minister's Mansion, which is known as the Little Imperial Palace.

After walking for a while, he entered an elegant courtyard, and the little maid led Bai Mo to the back of the house, bowed down and said: "This is the Fish Dragon Hall, which contains pen, ink, paper, inkstone, swords, guns, swords, and halberds. ”

"Ichthyosaurus...... It's not like a place of hospitality. Bai Mo thought for a moment, waved his hand, and motioned for the little guy to leave.

Bai Mo walked into the Fish Dragon Hall, as the little guy said, it was like a warehouse, with many items on display in a strict and orderly manner, not to mention the four treasures of the study, the eighteen weapons, and there was a chime with exquisite shape in the middle, and various musical instruments such as the zither and flute were displayed not far away.

Since you have to wait for the price to sell, this face show must be done enough.

Bai Mo picked up a guqin casually, played it, it is estimated that no one has moved for a long time, the timbre is slightly turbid, but it has exceeded Bai Mo's requirements too much, when Bai Mo learned the piano, he used the cheapest xylophone, it was fortunate not to be out of tune, he couldn't ask for extravagant timbre, this time he came into contact with the high-end things, Bai Mo was really a little eager to try, and sat on the piano at the moment, playing a song of mountains and rivers.

The sound of the piano is wonderful and clear, and Bai Mo is rare to really calm down and play carefully, and even after playing, it can no longer be said that this is a song of mountains and rivers, but Bai Mo presses the strings and plays as he likes.

Wei Zhen stood at the entrance of the Yulong Hall on crutches, quietly looking at Bai Mo immersed in the sound of the piano in the room, and smiled slightly.

"Baume & Mercier is romantic, as it should be. This person is excellent in literature and art, but he doesn't know how to measure and insight, so what should he do? ”

At the same time, the corners of Bai Mo's mouth were also curled.

"In the Fish Dragon Hall, the fish has been hooked, where is the dragon?"