As soon as these words came out, everyone in the pavilion was shocked, Si Kui was speechless for a while, Aunt Ning was making refreshments, her hands trembled, and she almost fell to the ground when she ate.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Xue Yanran smiled, winked playfully at Aunt Ning, and asked:

"Aunt Ning won't disagree, right?"

Aunt Ning looked puzzled, couldn't guess what Xue was going to do, and replied:

"The slave doesn't dare, the entire Dayu belongs to His Majesty, not to mention a small sachet, it's all up to His Majesty."

Xue nodded when she heard this, then turned her head, looked at Si Kui, and asked:

"That'...... Don't you like it? "Snow has a sincere face, and her bright eyes flicker, which makes people pity.

"The subordinates just feel ...... This sachet is very important to Your Majesty, as the saying goes, a gentleman...... Don't take people's favor......" Si Kui swallowed, and finally said something refused.

Xue smiled and shook her head gently, dispensing with politeness between the monarchs and ministers, got up and walked to the corner of the pavilion, put her hands behind her back, looked at the blue sky, and said in her original feminine tone:

"Doctor Si will think of the imperial sister when he sees the sachet, I have been with the imperial sister day and night since I was a child, and I have too many memories, and she is my own imperial sister......" Xue involuntarily accentuated her tone, "So, even if I don't have this sachet, I will never forget her for the rest of my life......" Xue paused, "And the imperial doctor is a very important person for me and for the imperial sister, so I hope that you don't forget her brother You." “

Xue turned her back to Si Kui and called him "Brother You" for the first time.

When Si Kui heard this, tears welled up in his eyes.

In a moment, I saw that his expression was solemn, his eyes were resolute, and he was a little choked, but he replied unequivocally:

"The subordinates have never forgotten the princess, and they will not ...... in the future"

……

On the palace side, the news of Sima Cheng's return to the palace was received early in the morning, and the palace was overjoyed.

Sima Cheng arrived at the gate of the palace, the servant took away the horses, Sima Cheng held the golden cinnamon wine, and as soon as he stepped into the gate with one foot, he saw Yang Wei striding out of the mansion and beckoning to him, as if to greet him.

When the two approached, Yang Wei unceremoniously shouted at Sima Cheng:

"Good boy, I don't see you in January, in the palace place, do you hold the pen every day, and return the sword and gun to me, and then go to the martial arts field with me to have a good competition."

Without waiting for Sima Cheng to answer, Yang Wei took advantage of the situation and put his hand on Sima Cheng's shoulder.

Yang Hui is a military general, rough and informal, he calls the soldiers brothers and sisters in the barracks, and he is used to hooking his shoulders and shoulders enthusiastically, while Sima Cheng has been practicing martial arts with General Yang, but he is still a little uncomfortable with this kind of intimate physical contact.

Sima Cheng struggled to pull Yang Hui's hand off his shoulder, and in order to prevent him from pounced again, he handed over the golden cinnamon wine he was carrying to Yang Hui's hand.

"What is this?"

The first time Yang Wei saw such an elegant and delicate utensil, he held the thin neck of the porcelain vase with one big hand, and looked at the up, down, left and right of the porcelain vase.

"General Sheep's beloved thing." Sima Cheng deliberately bought a pass.

Yang Wei frowned, and said impatiently:

"I hate literati like you, you don't speak directly." After Yang Wei finished speaking, he put the bottle in front of him again and looked at it carefully.

The corners of Sima Cheng's mouth rose proudly, even if he didn't say it, Yang Wei quickly discovered the secret.

"What does this smell like, so fragrant." The sheep approached the mouth of the bottle.

"The golden cinnamon wine rewarded by His Majesty, the Mid-Autumn Festival wine." Sima Cheng replied.

When Yang Wei heard this, his eyes instantly began to shine, he was carrying it with one hand, but now he quickly changed it to his hands, held the porcelain bottle in his arms, and nodded with a smile:

"Hahaha, it's something I like." As he spoke, he was about to uncover the seal of the porcelain vase.

Sima Cheng's eyes were quick, and he took advantage of the sheep's carelessness and took the porcelain bottle back into his hands.

"This is a reward from His Majesty to the prince, General Yang can't take the first step." Sima Cheng spoke quickly, and before Yang Wei could react, he had already turned around and walked quickly towards the mansion.

Yang Xun chased after him, and he couldn't help but chatter in his mouth: "

"Stinky boy, I know that I will arouse your grandfather's gluttony, go to the martial arts field in the afternoon, and see if I don't clean you up."

"Lao Yang, you have known about military training in the past two days, a few days ago, when Cheng Gongzi was in Guozixue to open a bow and archery for His Majesty, he was even in the middle of the three yuan, and everyone praised it again and again, and the news spread in Luojing City."

The person who answered was not Sima Cheng, but Shen Xing, who appeared at the door of the main hall at some point, saw that he was holding his mustache, watching Yang Wei and Sima Cheng "bickering" with interest.

"Lord Shen." Sima Cheng bowed slightly, showing his humility as a junior.

Shen Xing, who was still dancing with his eyebrows a second ago, also immediately suppressed his smile, leaned over and arched his hand, and responded:

"Cheng Gongzi."

After speaking, he walked into the courtyard and patted Sima Cheng's shoulder gently, his eyes were full of mixed feelings, he felt relieved, but also couldn't help but sigh, he was proud, and he couldn't help but start worrying.

"Welcome home." Thousands of words were condensed into one sentence, and Shen Xing said earnestly.

"Lord Xie Shen." Sima Cheng calmly should achieve.

Surrounded by the two, Sima Cheng approached the main hall, put down the golden cinnamon wine, and looked around, but did not see Sima's voice.

"The postman entered the house early in the morning, as if he had inquired about the whereabouts of the bookstore owner who had received His Majesty before." Shen Xing saw Sima Cheng's confusion and explained first.

Sima Cheng nodded, then sat opposite Shen Xing and told him all the big and small things that happened in the palace in the previous month.

Before Xue and Sima Cheng entered the palace, Shen Xing planned and prepared almost everything for Xue, including the list of newly promoted officials who could be further observed and could help Xue gain a firm foothold in the court in the future.

At first, he was still sitting near Sima Cheng, listening to the conversation between Sima Cheng and Shen Xing as if he didn't understand, and when he heard that Xue successfully entered the palace, he was also very happy in his heart, and he also made a lot of efforts in that matter.

But as the topic deepened, Yang Wei began to be confused and sleepy, and finally simply left the two of them directly, circled around the golden cinnamon wine, and slurred from time to time.

Sima Cheng dictated to Shen Xing the list of officials drawn up by Xue last night, although he didn't say it explicitly, he couldn't help but praise secretly, some of Xue's arrangements had begun to coincide with Shen Xing, and her progress in strategy, ownership, and people's insight had far exceeded his expectations.

Shen Xing found that Xue had gradually begun to have his own considerations, which was a good thing, but if he wanted to really control the government, this was just the beginning.

In the end, Shen Xing no longer put forward a careful plan for the future situation, but only left Xue and Sima Cheng to give a few more obscure advice.

Xue has come to this point, without too much obstruction from Sima Liefang, and Shen Xing's prediction is like God's plan, the journey has been smooth, to say it, it is just a few inconspicuous small waves, but if you are used to it, it is inevitable that you will lose your heart.

Li Xuan, the son of Li Zhi, the servant of Shangshu, Fan Zheng, the nephew of Du Yu, the secretary of the ministry, Zheng Lang, the son of Zheng Li, the son of Zheng Li, the king of Zuomin Shangshu, Wang Su of the Gubian clan, and Cui Lin and Lu Yizhi, who have entered the court as officials, and there are also two sons of the Jiangdong Shi clan Lu Tong and Lu Jin, as well as the southern clans of the Jiangdong Hao clan Gu clan and the Lujiang clan Zhou clan.

They are Jin Yuze, the son of the Xiongnu military general in the Zudi army, and An Zhi, the son of An, the leader of the Lite caravan who regularly visits Dayu and surrounding countries.

Shen Xing is looking forward to seeing the more mature "Sima Ji".