Two days have passed, and Li Wenxuan has not paid attention to Zheng Renji's affairs, after all, there are too many people of all kinds who give women to him. If you really want to put the Chu family sisters and other women together in the draft and PK, the two of them may not be able to enter the top five, but there is not much suspense in ranking in the top ten.

Since Li Wenxuan became the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites, in addition to learning a lot of things, he has also heard some voices that are not very friendly to him. Although no one has yet said anything to him, such discordant notes have already begun to spread.

Li Wenxuan, who can think of it, on the one hand, regarded it as the envy and jealousy of others for himself, and on the other hand, he gradually began to be vigilant, after all, this kind of chasing after the wind and shadows in the court, the beginning of mutual tilting is often produced from seemingly inconspicuous details. He knows very well that as long as he occupies this good position with real power for one day, there will be no interruption of turmoil big and small.

Li Wenxuan, who was not born in the imperial examination, although he saved the life of Emperor Jiajing, many people are still unconvinced that he is just a coincidence. As for the focus of their dissatisfaction, they are basically concentrated on the places where they are not clear, after all, there are many officials among these people who have not come out for a long time, and naturally Li Wenxuan has been sitting in a high position with real power in a short period of time. In this regard, in order to vent their unconvincing hearts and soothe their wounded hearts, they will inevitably grow up in a short time.

It's not that Li Wenxuan, who has never heard of something related to himself, is glad that he is in the Ministry of Rites. His direct boss is Shangshu Yan Song, but it is Qian Mingzheng who ranks on the right side of the third rank with him. The two of them get along quite happily with him, after all, they still have some friendship with each other more or less.

As for the other subordinates in this department, none of them dared to jump out and talk about themselves. In their opinion, themselves. Yan Song, Qian Ming had already formed a friend party and controlled all the related affairs of the Ministry of Rites, and stood up to provoke Li Wenxuan, which was to deliberately cut off his career. So, no one wants to be that fool so that other people can see the joke.

After the dispersal. Li Wenxuan, who was a little bored in his heart, did not go back directly in a sedan chair, but found a place to change out of his official uniform, put on an inconspicuous showman's outfit, and walked on the street. Although it was winter, he still had a folding fan on his right hand. He smiled at this, and felt that he was completely pretending.

Walking aimlessly on the street does give others the feeling of being a reader, after all, intellectuals in this era like this tone. The folding fans in their hands are often not used to fan the wind. It is a symbol of status, or a kind of ornament, which seems to be just like the watches of later generations, the focus is not to look at time, but to focus on reflecting a taste, a decoration, an attitude to life, and a habit. Wait a minute.

"Rock sugar gourd, delicious rock sugar gourd. Sweet and sour rock sugar gourd. Not far from the front of Li Wenxuan, an old man who looked harmless to humans and animals stood next to the intersection with the most traffic, shouting loudly.

Li Wenxuan, who was attracted by his shouting, naturally thought of his daughter Li Muxin for the first time, so he moved his mind to buy her a rock sugar gourd and go home to make her happy. He thought that this idea was good, so he walked straight towards the old man without hesitation.

People are about to arrive. Li Wenxuan, who hadn't had time to speak, heard a young girl's voice suddenly pop up around the corner and say, "Here's a rock sugar gourd." He looked up at him like a conditioned reflex, and immediately felt that the girl in front of him seemed to have seen it there, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

didn't squint, but suddenly felt that there was a little bit wrong with Chu Hanlu. turned his head slightly, and immediately recognized it as Li Wenxuan. She was thin-skinned, and when she met him again, she instantly blushed like a sunset. A heart implicitly approved his Chu Hanlu unconsciously, just like a child who has done something wrong, usually not calmly, but in a hurry to escape. She didn't even want a rock sugar gourd, so she turned around and walked away with a faster heartbeat.

"Girl, girl, your rock sugar gourd." The little old man who sold rock sugar gourds held the rock sugar gourd he had just taken off with his right hand.

Li Wenxuan was also quite surprised by her abnormal behavior, so he took the rock sugar gourd from his hand and said, "It's the same for me." As soon as the words fell, he went to take the money bag hanging from his waist, and chose a silver ingot from it and hurriedly handed it to the other party.

"Childe, I'm sorry. Let's just have a small voice, I really can't find it. The little old man, who was holding a piece of ten taels of snowflake silver in the palm of his right hand, was dumbfounded.

Li Wenxuan, who was still staring at the back of the person, was afraid that the other party would not be able to see him, so he quickly put the money bag into his left pocket sleeve, took the big stick that Xiao Lao'er held in his left hand and had some rock sugar gourds inserted in it, and said, "Don't look for it." Before the words fell, he hurriedly chased after him.

The little old man who sold rock sugar gourds heard him say this, and his heart and face instantly bloomed, after all, his little thing was not worth a few dollars at all. He almost got such a big ingot, and he held it in both hands for a while before he happily put it into his arms, so beautiful that it was not good, it was not good. The little old man, who was just about to step forward to sell wine and meat, and go home to celebrate well, felt that something was wrong and looked for Li Wenxuan in the direction where he left.

Li Wenxuan, who chased after Chu Hanlu's side, handed over a rock sugar gourd in his right hand, and asked humbly and politely, "Girl, have we met there?" As soon as he said this, he suddenly felt an urge to smoke himself, after all, this is the most used and old-fashioned opening sentence for boys in later generations to talk to girls.

Chu Hanlu, who buried his head and didn't dare to look at him at all, his face was already red, and it could be said that he could bleed when he touched it. I didn't know why, so I raised my left hand completely unconsciously to take the rock sugar gourd from his hand, and said in a gentle voice unique to girls: "Xie Lu Xie." ”

"You're welcome." Li Wenxuan, who naturally responded, unconsciously and habitually asked, "What's your name?" ”

Chu Hanlu, whose eyes were on the ground, had not had time to answer, when he heard a very angry voice behind him: "Girl, don't be afraid. You, a disciple in human skin, dare to flirt with a woman from a good family in broad daylight. (To be continued......)