After Yu Jingning and the western suburbs supported Honglu Temple, Chen Xuan quickly arranged all kinds of matters in the eastern suburbs and settled down the doctor.

Yu Jingning's life in Dongjiao Lane may be temporary, and he will have to go back to the city to do some control work in two days, but Chen Xuan can only have a home and can't go back, and he has to live in the courtyard of Honglu Temple in Dongjiao Lane.

The work of Dongjiao Lane is in full swing, and the palace is the same, with the smell of medicinal soup everywhere, especially around the Empress Dowager's Cining Palace.

In the past few days, the palace and the palace have been extremely busy, and Xia Jinfan, who was locked in his palace, has been completely forgotten, except that someone has swept and sprayed potions on time, Yanxi Palace is no different from the cold palace.

In the middle of the night, Yu Zhiwei was still stunned on the left side and Leng Changqiu on the right side of the board of directors of Wenyuan Pavilion, and even the emperor himself was not so diligent in managing the government - the little emperor dozed off and asked Yu Zhiwei to send someone back. Empress Dowager Lin was probably afraid that Yu Zhiwei would take the opportunity to kill herself, and the three outer floors of Cining Palace were all her own people, and it was very unfortunate that Qiu Anren was in his own private house before the outbreak of the epidemic in the capital, and he would not be able to enter the palace at all

There are only a few ministers on duty, and all of them know Yu Zhiwei.

Yu Zhiwei knew very well what she wanted, she wanted to approve the red power.

And now that the Empress Dowager Lin is sick, Qiu Anren can't enter outside the palace, it's just a good time, and there is no store in this village.

Yu Zhiwei Zhiqian was indeed planning to approve the votes of the cabinet, but this batch of red power was not her own, it was He Xiao's. That is the Empress Dowager Lin with the heart of "exercising" the child, delegating the right to approve the red to He Xiao, Yu Zhiwei is just waiting for He Xiao to be lazy, and has the right to "act on his behalf".

Now, she wants to completely take the right to approve the red in her own hands.

At present, the whole capital "puts the epidemic first", transfers the western suburbs camp to the capital, and controls the whole city together with Jinyiwei, which is from the hands of Yu Zhiwei.

Since Tan Huaiyu fell ill, the number of people suffering from the epidemic in the capital has been increasing, and many courtiers have fallen.

Chen Hui is busy today, and the cabinet on duty is the deputy assistant Wan Chengping. At this time, he and Yu Zhiwei were holding on to the book of the Ministry of Industry, and they wanted to discuss the expansion of the Leaky Garden. Hou Jingming, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, and Sun Hefeng, the old man of the Ministry of War, are a way, and they usually like to be quails with their necks bent, or they are night owls - the eunuchs under his hands are rampant, and he also turns a blind eye.

For a while, I watched the people under my hands get on the car of the eunuchs, and for a while, I made a false and false relationship with the new faction, which is a famous wall grass of Daheng.

The last time the new faction was outsourced to the military industry, the Ministry of Industry was almost bitten by the Metropolitan Procuratorate, tearing it and swallowing it in his mouth, the old man was so frightened that he hurriedly threw the guy who was greedy for ink under his hand out.

Yu Zhiwei expressed his amazement that he was still guaranteed to stand.

Hou Jingming pinched the handkerchief and cried in front of Yu Zhiwei: "Niangniang, it's not that the old minister doesn't build, it's that the Ministry of Industry really doesn't have much money......"

Yu Zhiwei: "......" She persuaded and persuaded her, the great truth of heaven and earth rolled and the words rolled dry, why is this guy still crying here.

"The household department won't allocate money to us." Hou Jingming hummed and chirped and pinched the handkerchief, wiped his tears and wiped his nose, everyone wore a special cloth cover made by Tai Hospital in Wenyuan Pavilion, Yu Zhiwei felt that he had already put his snot on the cloth cover before wiping his nose.

After wiping his nose, the old man pulled the cloth cover up again: "Do you know how slippery the group of people in the household is, how can I get money from them as an old man?" ”

Yu Zhiwei looked at this Hou Jingming for a long time, and called Leng Changqiu over: "Changqiu, you go and invite Lord Shangshu Tian Xintian of the household department to Wenyuan Pavilion." ”

Hou Jingming's crying stopped abruptly: "This ...... It's getting late like this, so it's not appropriate to call Tian Shangshu at this time. ”

"What's right and what's not suitable." Yu Zhiwei stayed up all night and stayed up for a long time with sore eyes, and rubbed his temples by himself, "Now that Jingzhong is an extraordinary period, you and I are not boiling oil with lights." Lord Hou just said that the household was cunning, but this time he spoke for Tian Xin, whether Lord Tian didn't allocate money to you, or Lord Hou didn't go to him at all. ”

Yu Zhiwei's words were heartfelt, and he immediately shut up Hou Jingming, Leng Changqiu said to leave, gave Yu Zhiwei a salute and went out.

Shocked soaked the handkerchief in hot water, wrung it out and gave it to Yu Zhiwei, asking her to put a compress on her eyes. The night was quiet, the water was rattling, and no one could hear the sound of people.

Yu Zhiwei sat on the circle chair with his head tilted up, and asked the stunned sting to put the folded handkerchief on his eyes.

She had a headache, and only then did she feel more comfortable.

"Mother works hard, don't pay attention to your body." Yu Zhiwei closed his eyes and listened to the voice, like Wan Chengping's.

"Don't dare." Yu Zhiwei raised his head and said, "Wan Ge is always an old man in the cabinet, Daheng has a big and small matter, and it is not all because of the hard work of the pavilion elders. I'm only a few years old, so it's not hard. ”

This is said politely and detachedly, so that people can't guess what kind of attitude Yu Zhiwei has.

"Mother's words are serious." Wan Chengping said, "It is the duty of the ministers to share the worries of the emperor. ”

There was silence in the room again, and Yu Zhiwei was about to fall asleep with a hot handkerchief on her eyes in such a quiet environment.

Whether the red power can reach her this time depends on whether she can survive the epidemic this time. Yu Zhiwei said silently.

Finally, when Yu Zhiwei was almost confused, Leng Changqiu finally brought Tian Xin.

Yu Zhiwei tore off the veil on his face, looked around Tian Xin's face coldly, and saw the cold wind swishing behind Tian Xin, he was used to being scolded in the court, and subconsciously wanted to shrink his neck.

Finally, Yu Zhiwei spoke: "Fang Cai Hou Shangshu said to the palace that you don't want to allocate money to the Ministry of Industry for the new construction of the Leaky Garden. Now that everyone is here, let's talk openly and honestly. She paused, as if curling the corners of her mouth and smiling, "Tell me about this palace, what is going on?" ”

After Yu Zhiwei finished speaking, he turned his head again and looked at Tian Xin. Yu Zhiwei is only fifteen years old, a girl of this age, she is delicate and cute when she laughs, Yu Zhiwei is already good-looking, and such a smile makes people see some innocent feelings.

But the innocent girl would never ask the household department to check the accounts in the middle of the night with red eyes.

Tian Xin's back was sweaty, and Yu Zhiwei knelt down with a puff.