The court is arguing over a large number of vacancies in civil officials, in fact, it is Xiao Ye's people singing a one-man show, but if the emperor does not let go, they have no choice.

Gao Qing has not been on leave for two days in a row, and he wants to be quiet alone, and someone has come to tell him that he has no scholar and asks to see him, he thought about it for a while, and he had an impression of this person, so he still summoned someone in.

Yiren dressed in redwoods and was invited into the main hall, Xiao Ye sat on it, looked at the person who came, and did not salute when he saw her, and waved his hand to retreat.

"I wonder what happened to the girl?"

Yiren looked at him, a little tired, but definitely not sick, found a seat and sat down at will, just the upper seat, "I am a smart person when I am a tall man, and it turns out that I can't figure it out." ”

"Count it out, I should call you grandfather, but the Yiren didn't grow up in Kyoto since they were young, and they are a little estranged from their elders, so it's no wonder that adults."

Like a hammer, hitting him on the heart, he said that he must have ignored something behind her, and he didn't expect that this would be deliberately done by her.

Slid down from the chair and knelt to the side, "See Her Royal Highness the Princess, Your Highness Wan An." ”

"It's not a good thing, Yiren has suffered from eye disease since he was a child, but he has lost a lot of fun."

This clear-eyed look, approaching step by step, looks like a person suffering from an eye disease.

At this moment, he knew something again, sweating profusely on his forehead, and he didn't dare to speak.

"Master Gao, do you know that you should have been in prison today?"

He knows, but for some reason no one has exposed him, the layout of the household department is so meticulous, it is obviously prepared, and the target is not actually the household department and the ritual department, but the entire situation of civil and military confrontation, the relationship between the household department and the ministry is so close, there is no reason to miss his step, only someone can deliberately do it, but it is a pity that he understood too late.

Yiren was not in a hurry to interrupt him, only waited for him to finish thinking about it himself, and then spoke again: "Lord Gao has been an official for decades, you know better than me about things in the officialdom, and now you have nothing to rely on, this princess has some things, if you want to pursue it, what should you do?" ”

It turned out that this game of chess had started to be played so early, Gao Qing suddenly figured it out, his pupils widened suddenly, he knelt on the ground, and his voice trembled, "Your Highness is gracious." ”

"Now that you have figured it out, don't think about escaping, your lord has worked hard for the official all his life, and when it comes to returning to his hometown, His Majesty will naturally reward him, and before that, he still needs Lord Gao to serve the court."

Now Prince Xiao Ye is in the lead, there is no one in the court to compete with him, only Gao Qing is alone, who can contain him, although the household officials have fallen, but it has not affected him, he is still the master of the imperial history, even if there is no available protégé, he can also contain him for a while.

And the civil officials are now leaderless, and one person needs to stand up as a shield, the new officials are difficult to convince the public, and there are no old officials who are competent, for a while, only Gao Qing is the most suitable.

So she did not hesitate to blow up her identity, firstly to deter Gao Qing, and secondly, to sound a wake-up call for him.

After the person left, Gao Qing's body went limp, and he barely stood still with his hands on the table.

"Come on, enter the palace!"

If you want to say what he is most afraid of in this life, it is better to die than to die, in just half a month, he has experienced several times, let him see through a lot, he has enjoyed enough power and wealth, and he has been tired of half his life, and he does not want to leave a dead corpse.

Yiren came back from Gaofu and brought hot mung bean cakes, and as soon as he entered the study, he saw Jingming sitting by the window upright, and when he looked closer, he found that he was practicing calligraphy.

Sensing that there was someone behind him, Jing Ming turned his head to see that the woman was staring at his words, looking at it very seriously.

Yiren stuffed the mung bean cake into her arms and scolded, picked up his handwriting and looked at it, "Your handwriting is a little unique, what kind of font is it?" ”

Jingming put down the mung bean cake and knelt beside her, "There is no sect, it is Mr.'s word, I will copy it." ”

"Mr. Sue?"

"Hmm." Jing Ming nodded happily, he liked Mr. very much, Mr. taught him knowledge, and also taught him many truths.

Yiren was quite impressed by Su Li, and he didn't expect his handwriting to be so good.

"Where is it written, maybe write it to me?"

"The Ninth Analect." As he spoke, he began to write, his body was upright, he was a rigorous person, he wrote steadily stroke by stroke, and he was not impatient.

His eyes followed his pen, looking at the "ninth article" that was slightly smaller than the main topic, and inexplicably felt a little strange and familiar, as he wrote more and more words, the pen also saw more and more clearly, and Yiren finally knew what was strange.

"Little pick!" Without waiting for Jingming to finish writing, Yiren hurriedly called Xiao Pick, who thought something was wrong and ran out of the kitchen in a hurry, without even taking off his apron.

"What's the matter, girl?"

"You go to Xiaohou Mansion and ask Shizi for the token of the Nine Killings Hall, and say I want to use it."

Xiao Pick thought it was a big deal, and while running, he took off his apron, and Yiren fell into deep thought as her figure went away.

Su Li finished teaching Jing Ming and was about to leave, when Jing Ming shouted, "Sir, my girl said that if you are free, you will meet at the study house at sunset today." ”

Su Li looked out the window, the sun had just gone down at this time, these days because of the case of the household department, the study house was a little noisy, so he asked Jing Ming to come to his school to take classes, he is now valued by Xiao Ye, busy with the affairs of Prince Xiao's mansion, and Miss Ye, it is an opportunity not to see him for a long time, and the study house has not been there for a long time, you can go and see it now.

Jing Ming led him to the courtyard in the backyard of the study, and consciously retreated, Su Li saw the girl's family sitting in the courtyard, looking down at something, and the green bamboo in the garden was the background.

Yiren was so fascinated that she didn't even know that someone was approaching, and she didn't come back to her senses until her robe fell on her neck and itched.

"Sir, please be seated." The tone was slightly more detached than before, which made him inexplicably lost.

"Sir, please look." Yiren showed him the Nine Killings Hall token in his hand and the words copied by Jing Ming.

Su Li didn't know what she meant, so he took the token and the word, looked at it carefully, and didn't find anything.

Yiren observed his reaction while making tea, and couldn't help but ask, "What did Mr. find?" Seeing his puzzled expression, it didn't seem to be a fake.

Su Li is a smart person, he knows that she has something to say, and he doesn't play dumb riddles with her, "Just say what the girl wants." ”

Yiren handed him the teacup and took the token in front of him, "Look at the nine characters of this Nine Killings Hall and the nine characters of the ninth chapter, that one is written down, at the folds of the word "B", the position of the two words is exactly the same, the person who wrote did not notice his habit of writing, and it was about one go. ”

As soon as he said this, Su Li discovered the similarity between these two words, and instantly understood that this woman was thoughtful and had begun to doubt him.

A cup of tea enters her throat, and the taste is slightly astringent, it seems that her mood today is not quiet, too impetuous.

"In that case, the girl can ask whatever she wants."

"What does Sir mean by this is that he has already guessed what I want to ask, and Sir doesn't want to answer?"

Thoughtful and intelligent.

Yiren put down the words in his hand, crossed his hands on his lower abdomen, and made a rare serious appearance, "Since this is the case, then I ask, what is Mr. asking for?" Is it good or bad? ”

What is the standard of good and bad? This question cannot be answered.

"Didn't I say it, what I seek is naturally the same as the avenue, I have the same goal as the girl, but the path I choose is different."

Hearing this, Yiren relieved his heart, "I believe sir." ”

"Why?"

Yiren took a sip of tea, and found that the taste was not very good, so he poured it all into the tea jar, "You will teach Jingming to calm down before he writes, and he will be steadfast in doing things, not impatient." ”

"I believe that Mr. is as chic and frank as your words."