Su Shenzhi bowed: "Yes, I have also heard of this Feng Ping, he is a rare poor man in recent years." It seems that he was first the pre-examination solution of the state and county, and then five years ago, he was recommended by the local government to enter Beijing to take the exam, and he was successful and the first jinshi.

I have read his commentary on the "Book of Filial Piety", and it is indeed in my heart, and he is a rare talent! Frankly speaking, I am not surprised that he was able to reach the sixth rank in just five years. ”

"Isn't it cold?" Lu Wenmiao was indifferent.

"Well, I heard that when he entered Beijing five years ago, he couldn't even afford to live in an inn, so he could only ask for a place to live in a cheap flower building. Until the day of the list, he didn't eat for several days. If it weren't for high school in one fell swoop, I'm afraid I would starve to death in the capital. Su Shenzhi said, and couldn't help sighing.

"It would be ridiculous if you didn't starve to death, but you died because of the advice." Lu Wenmiao hooked his lips slightly.

"I hope it doesn't end here, the imperial doctor is already doing his best to treat him." Su Shenzhi said, turning to look at the sky in the distance:

"Maybe it's because I'm selfish, that Feng Ping is young and promising, elegant and beautiful, like a pine and cypress in my court, every time I see it, I feel that the breeze is coming, and I can't bear to see it damaged."

The sky was already dark, and the afterglow of the sun was faint, leaving only a piece of water red, shining like mist between the doorways of the palace wall, pulling out a long shadow behind the two.

Walking out of the Vermilion Bird Gate, Lu Wenmiao had no intention of answering again.

Su Shenzhi saw that the carriage of the Lu Mansion was already waiting at the door, and he didn't say anything more, said goodbye to Lu Wenmiao respectfully, and went to the other side.

"Does the master take advantage of the prince's book?"

When Su Shenzhi walked away, Jing Xiang asked in a low voice behind him.

"Sandpiper and clam will fight with each other, so why meddle." Lu Wenmiao said coldly, glanced at him, turned around and got into the carriage.

"Sandpiper ......" Jingxiang muttered softly, as if thinking of something, and asked: "Master thinks, that Feng Ping is a sandpiper?" ”

"Otherwise, who do you think is the unlucky one in the matter of the Hongjiao Palace?" Lu Wenmiao leaned on the cushion and closed his eyes to recuperate.

It is rare for a Chinese official to give advice to death, and it has never happened since the new emperor ascended the throne.

Now this head is bumped out, I am afraid that it is not only blood, but also the prestige and reputation of the prince in the court.

And the timing of this collision was also very good, just when the old ministers of the DPRK and China gathered. Even a gentle and peaceful person like Su Shenzhi could hardly calm the dullness in his chest, let alone other old ministers. I am afraid that when I make the pilgrimage tomorrow morning, I will receive a large stack of documents criticizing the prince.

In that case, why did he have to join in the fun.

"If I'm not mistaken, I met this person in the Wei Palace, four years ago." Lu Wenmiao said.

He has always had a good memory, especially for human faces, which he can almost never forget. But if he pays a little attention, even after many years, he can still be recognized at a glance.

"So, this Feng Ping is the person of the King of Wei?" Jing Xiang was a little surprised, but soon regained his composure.

If it is the person of King Wei, then the matter of the Hongjiao Hall seems to have traces to follow. After all, once the crown prince declines, the biggest beneficiary is King Wei.

Thinking of this, Jing Xiang asked: "Since King Wei has intervened, do you want to continue the arrangements for the banquet?" ”

"Go on." Lu Wenmiao stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, didn't even bother to open his eyes, and said lightly: "Last year, Zhonglang will personally go to the table, hoping that the saint will reconsider the matter of the prince, but the saint only responded by establishing a successor, and did not make any disposition of the prince.

What about today's move? Even if Feng Ping died on the spot, I am afraid that he could only blow some breeze. In this way, we might as well take advantage of his wind to set off a big wave that overturns in one fell swoop. ”

"Yes. The subordinate also made arrangements according to the original plan. ”

Lu Wenmiao snorted, as if he thought of something, and asked, "The pianist named Yang Zhi, how is the inquiry?" ”

"I've checked it, it's a natural genius. In his early teens, he became famous in the Jiangnan area with his smart and relaxed performance.

Even the deputy envoy of Xianshao, who was deeply appreciated by the saints in the palace, had mentioned this person many times, and sighed to himself, saying that it was the light of the fireflies that could compete with the bright moon. It's just that this Yangzhi seems to have a deficiency disease, and a few years ago he faded out of everyone's sight and concentrated on recuperation. ”

Lu Wenmiao raised his eyes slightly and didn't say anything.

"The master is still not at ease?" Jing Xiang asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing." Lu Wenmao's eyes were slightly gloomy: "It's just that this person has a sparse and wild temperament, and he will not easily succumb to the powerful." At that time, I am afraid that the plan may not be completely under control. ”

In this world, anyone who asks for something, whether it is a villain or a layman, is easy to buy. I'm afraid of this kind of person who has no distractions and no desires. When fame and fortune can no longer capture people's hearts, the variables will increase accordingly.

And Lu Wenmiao is most disgusted by the variables in his plan.

"At this point, the master can rest assured." Jing Xiang took a step forward, stood on the edge of the carriage and said, "No matter what this person is, as long as he is in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he will inevitably be restricted." ”

"Not bad." Lu Wenmiao nodded: "Recently, you will send some people, and you will keep an eye on it before the banquet." ”

"Yes."

The dusk drum sounded, and the carriage arrived at the gate of the Lu Mansion.

In late spring and early summer, with the sound of twilight drums, the night slowly falls, and the twilight is a scene of twilight.

Jing Ji was waiting behind the door early in the morning, and when he saw Lu Wenmiao getting out of the car with the official document, he hurriedly stepped forward to take the official document and said softly: "The old lady asked you to go." ”

"What?" Lu Wenmiao asked lightly.

"It's still a matter of the Smoke and Rain Building." Jing Ji said cautiously: "The old lady has come to Yunshuiju several times, and the master happens to be not there. So the old lady specially asked her subordinates to wait here, saying that you would go over as soon as you came back. ”

Lu Wenmiao frowned, walked around the verandah, and walked in the direction of the backyard.

Painting spring hall.

Before he stepped into the courtyard gate, he heard Xue's sigh.

Seeing him walk in, it was even worse, Xue glanced at him, sat in the chair in the hall with a handkerchief, and said angrily: "In vain, you still know that there is a mother like me." ”

Lu Wenmiao was silent and only bowed down.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xue couldn't hold his breath, and asked, "Why don't you tell me quickly, what's going on with that little cheap hoof?" I told you to get closer to Ruolan, but you didn't listen, but you were blinded by the fox. When I see it, a mongrel, how do you explain to your ancestors and ancestors. Where do I put my old face? ”

"She's already my person, bastard, and if you say something like this, please don't say it again in the future." Lu Wenmiao's tone was calm.

"Why can't you say it?" Xue was slightly annoyed.

"From the beginning, I wouldn't let you take her home. Which of the women in this flower building is clean, before you, she doesn't know how many men she has followed. Okay, now, I'll ask her for Bai Aya, and she can't hand it over, isn't there a problem? ”

Frowning slightly, Lu Wenmiao said in a deep voice: "Don't ask her for it." What kind of person is she, why do you need Bai Aya to do verification. As long as I'm here, it's the best proof of her. ”