It is the spring breeze blowing the pear blossom weather, the bright spring light falls on the vermilion wall and tiles, the wild cranes by the pool, and the idle clouds in the sky.

The palace gate was already full of carriages, and the decorations of the rows of carriages were very different, and the ones that looked exquisite were generally the most powerful officials in the court, and the next ones were some officials with relatively small official positions.

The light is gorgeous and amorous, Wen Qiao got up early to participate in today's court proceedings, going to the court is just a routine, and he is used to getting up early.

The weather in late spring is still a little cool, the breeze blows the pear blossoms all over the ground, blows into the lotus pond, blows into the corridor, rolls up the dust, and the white powder is mixed all over the ground.

Wen Qiao's eyebrows and eyes are a kind of coldness, and the angular face is written with a kind of cold meaning that people should not approach, but it is not like a fresh and refined kaolin flower, but a pine and cypress in the mountains, carrying countless cold snow standing on the top of the towering mountain.

Because it was still early in the last dynasty, but there were maids waiting outside the house, Mrs. Cheng specially instructed the people to get up early, especially in the kitchen, and they must cook for Young Master Wen Qiao early.

"Young master, breakfast is already in the dining room, Mrs. Cheng specially asked the kitchen to make millet porridge last night." The maid said softly.

This is not also a routine, Wen Qiao's stomach is not very good, in the early years of the battlefield, blood flowed all over the battlefield, and it was too cold to drink, often drink some strong wine to dispel the cold and dispel sorrow.

Unexpectedly, he fell into the root of the disease, and he was fed with millet porridge every morning, and this appearance has lasted for several years.

"Okay." Wen Qiao bowed slightly, still looking cold.

Entering the dining room, Wen Qiao directly took the millet porridge and drank it, the porridge was mixed with some herbal soup, which was very bitter, and he had never touched the candied fruit next to it.

What does a manly man do with what these women only eat?

After finishing the meal, the carriage was already waiting at the door, and the driver was holding a whip in his hand, and when he saw Wen Qiao coming, he took out a small stool from the carriage and said, "Shizi, please." ”

For the very indifferent Huai'en Hou Shizi, the people have long been used to it, and if Chu Huan smiles at them one day, they will feel frightened.

A person who doesn't smile a lot, once laughs very happily, no matter how you look at it, you will feel strange.

The carriage was swaying on the road, it was still early, but there were already people waiting at the gate of the palace that had not yet been opened, Wen Qiao came not early or late, just the palace gate had just opened.

He got out of the carriage and followed the flow of people into the palace, and most of the people in the palace had already arrived.

"The Ministry of Rites, wait for me." An official fell out of the team, and in front of him was Wen Qiao, who had always been alone, for this, Wen Qiao had always been alone, and when he saw the official trotting directly past him to catch up with the Ministry of Rites, he was not much moved.

At this time, the official felt that it was not good to cross Wen Qiao, so he smiled at Wen Qiao's flattering smile, and was about to say something, but saw that Wen Qiao's gaze never stayed on his face.

He had no choice but to smile, turned around and followed the book of the Ministry of Rites, and entered the palace gate.

"The emperor has arrived—"

With a shrill announcement from the eunuch, a needle in the originally noisy court hall could be heard falling to the ground.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." The officials bowed their heads and saluted.

"Zhong Aiqing is flat." There were still some young emperors sitting on the golden dragon chairs, but their voices were old-fashioned, like Hong Zhong.

This is the spirit of the emperor.

Today's early dynasty is all about trivial matters, such as which street in the capital should be repaired again, such as the official department Shangshu saying that a wandering prisoner was arrested and is now being escorted into Beijing.

"Well, the prisoner must be punished heavily." The Emperor closed his eyes and listened.

When the prime minister was in the court, he kept staring at Wen Qiao, and he couldn't understand why his daughter and the emperor said that Wen Qiao had no intention of the throne, not only that, but they all said in his ears that Wen Qiao was a loyal minister and a good person, especially Zhao Qingyan, who was full of talent and was not the snarky master as rumored.

This is really an incomprehensible thing, he glanced at Wen Qiao again, at this time, Wen Qiao looked towards his location, and the prime minister hurriedly looked away.

Did he do anything wrong, and why should he look away? So he stared at Wen Qiao openly.

Wen Qiao also felt curious, why is he so good on weekdays, but the prime minister has something to say?

There is nothing big in today's court, and the time to disperse the court is also a little early, Wen Qiao saw that the prime minister was still staring at him, so he walked over and said, "I don't know if the prime minister has been looking at me, but what's the matter?" ”

The prime minister also felt that this matter could not be said to be nothing, so he smiled and said, "There is one thing that this official does not understand. ”

At this time, Huai Enhou caught a glimpse of Wen Qiao and the prime minister together, and walked over.

"Prime Minister Shang." Wynne asked.

"Wynne." Prime Minister Shang also bowed.

"Please say it directly." Wen Qiao said.

"The official said this just curiously, and didn't mean anything else," Prime Minister Shang cleared his throat.

"But it doesn't hurt to talk about it." Wen Qiao said.

"I wonder what kind of woman the young lady is?" Prime Minister Shang said.

At this time, they had already left the morning hall, were going down the steps, and stopped halfway through, and many officials witnessed this Mu, Prime Minister Shang, who had always been at odds with Huai'en Hou Shizi, why was he suddenly able to calmly relieve Huai'en Hou Shizi?

It's really a wonder in the world.

Many officials watched from a distance, and they were afraid that the unpredictable Huai'en Hou Shizi would be angry, so they had to take a look from afar and go back to their respective homes.

The topic they talked about today was how Prime Minister Shang and Huai Enhou Shizi released their previous suspicions.

"I don't know why Prime Minister Shang mentioned light smoke?" Wynn asked, puzzled.

Wen Qiao explained: "The daughter of the Qingyan monk and the prime minister knows. ”

Huai Enhou suddenly realized, he didn't ask how these two people who couldn't fight together knew each other.

"Qingyan is a good girl, not like an ordinary girl, knowledgeable and reasonable, very intelligent..."Huai Enhou talked about Zhao Qingyan's advantages.

Even the silent Wen Qiao praised Zhao Qingyan a few more words.

Xiang Cheng, who heard the praise, knew that Huai Enhou was not a sycophant, and he gradually believed Wen Qiao's words.

He also learned about Zhao Qingyan's personality from Qianqian's mouth, Wen Qiao and Huai Enhou's praise and Qianqian's words can also be correct, and some officials have also heard Zhao Qingyan's anecdotes,

"In this case, the official does not believe that the prince has the heart of rebellion for the time being, if the prince of the world has the heart of disobedience one day, even if the official pays for his life, he must be the first to come out and oppose it." Prime Minister Shang's words were solemn.

It is an indisputable fact that Prime Minister Shang is a loyal minister.

"I am fortunate to have such a person as Prime Minister Shang in my dynasty, and Prime Minister Shang can rest assured, I am willing to do my best for the royal family, and I have no other intentions." Wen Qiao Lingran, the serious expression on his cold face did not seem to be fake.

"That's great!" Prime Minister said.

The three of them chatted about current affairs for a while, and the prime minister suddenly felt that Wen Qiao's views on some things were different from him, but they were more unique and thorough.