It's her! This matter is really the Tang family behind the ghost!

Duanmu's pupils shrunk. [with _ dream]ā

Presumably, Tang felt that as long as Duan Mujun was opened, no one would hinder her idea of succession, so this drama was made. It's ridiculous! If it was really a big benefit, how could Duanmu Xian easily stand on their sisters' side.

I'm afraid this matter is not the Tang family's idea alone, and the third uncle Duanmu period must also have a share.

It's a pity that they can't even see Duanmuxian's thoughts, they will only blindly play this kind of unpopular means, and they really treat others as fools.

Not only did Duanmu Fei see it, but Duanmu Jun also knew it in his heart, thinking: It's still my sister who is smart, and she exposed the Xuanjing Guan Master in just a few words.

Looking at Duanmu's little face, Duanmujun's eyes were gentle like water, shining brightly.

At this moment, the hustle and bustle around seemed to be cut off by an invisible barrier, and it could no longer interfere with Duanmujun.

"Lord Duanmu," seeing that the Xuanjing Guan Lord was about to be dragged out of the hall, Cen Yin suddenly said in a loud voice, "Today is a good day for your lady, why bother to be disinterested for a mere Taoist aunt, according to this seat, just drive it out!" As he spoke, he caressing his sleeves carelessly, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, and his enchanting eyes were overflowing.

Duanmuxian was stunned, and immediately bowed his head: "Just according to what Father-in-law Cen said." ”

Hearing this, the eyes of the Xuanjing Guan Lord widened in an instant, with many whites of eyes and small pupils.

She would rather go to the government, these eight characters, divination or something is mysterious, as long as she messes around, even if she has to suffer a little, at most she will be sentenced to cheating, at least she can save her life!

But if she is kicked out directly, will those mansions let her go......

Xuan Jing Guan Zhu almost didn't dare to think about it anymore, and as soon as he rolled his eyes, he fainted, only to hear the little Taoist aunt screaming hysterically: "Guan Lord! Look! ”

Xiao Daogu's mouth was quickly covered by a mother-in-law, making a "babbling" sound, and she was dragged away after a while......

"Little father-in-law Cen, please." Duanmu Xian's expression had returned to normal in the blink of an eye, and he politely stretched out his hand to Cen Yin to ask.

Then they went downstairs together and sat down in the open hall next door.

After a while, the gongs and drums on the stage sounded, and the huqin uh-huh, a handsome young student appeared on the stage, with a crisp, mellow and generous voice, which attracted several ladies to applaud and cheer, and there was a lively and noisy uproar.

At first glance, it seems that the turmoil just now has passed, and the rain has passed, but some of the ladies on the corridor are absent-minded, still thinking about the matter of Xuan Jing Guan Lord, and their eyes can't help but look at the original seat of Mrs. Zhao.

Before the start of the play, Mrs. Zhao had already excused herself for "feeling unwell".

Also, if such a thing happens, how can Mrs. Zhao stay on!

Xuanjing Guan has been famous in the capital for a long time, and there are few of these large and small mansions that have not dealt with her, go to the Taoist temple to do a dojo, and ask her to come to see Feng Shui, open a light or something, that is still a trivial matter, she also knows some ulterior private affairs in the back house, and has been involved in a lot of "good fate"......

Gradually, some people are almost a little restless.

After a play, Mrs. Zhou offered to say goodbye, and immediately after, several more ladies left one after another, and then the three-fold play was sung, and the seats on the porch were at least one-third empty.

The atmosphere could not go back to the excitement and joy before the Lord came, and from time to time there were female relatives discussing the departing ladies one after another.

His good birthday banquet was completely ruined like this, and He kept smiling slightly, but his heart sank little by little......

He Shi is not stupid, after she came back to her senses, she guessed what was going on today!

If the girl is really sent to the Taoist temple to pray for blessings, who will be the most beneficial? The answer is imminent.

She picked up the pastel teacup, staring at Tang Shi beside her without a trace out of the corner of her eyes, and a touch of unhappiness flashed under her half-drooping eyes.

And Tang's heart is also a little chaotic now, unwilling, worried, and apprehensive, she subconsciously pinched the handkerchief in her hand.

She stuffed 3,000 taels of silver into the Xuanjing Meditation Lord, and now the Xuanjing Meditation Lord has become a water dog that everyone shouts and beats...... If the other party can't control their mouth and talks everywhere, then they are not good!

The more Tang thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and he didn't notice the change in He's gaze from scrutiny to confirmation.

The play on the stage is still "babbling" and singing......

When the time came, Cen Yin said goodbye, and Duanmu Xian personally sent him to Yimen, and watched him get into a black-painted flat-topped carriage and gallop out of Duanmu Mansion.

"Scorpion."

The carriage was galloping on the flat bluestone road of the capital, and Cen Yin's voice came from the carriage, and a young chamberlain who was waiting next to the carriage immediately leaned over and listened attentively.

"Yes."

He answered, and his horse stopped, while the black-painted flat-topped carriage continued unhurriedly toward Miyagi.

After returning to the palace, Cen Yin went to his residence in the palace first.

When he bathed and changed his clothes, and came out in a new red unicorn robe, Ah Lian also returned.

The little scorpion saluted respectfully, and stepped forward to whisper a few words in his ear.

The shrill voice was muffled, barely audible in the rustle of leaves.

Cen Yin's eyes were as dark as ink, as deep as a secluded pool, and he waved his hand to let him retreat.

Suddenly, he gave a faint order, and a small chamberlain immediately went to the Maoqin Palace, took a stack of folds and went to the imperial study with Cen Yin.

In the imperial study, there are two ice basins in the corner, the temperature is just right, and the golden sunlight shines directly through the transparent white glass windows, illuminating the inside is spacious and bright.

Cen Yin walked lightly into the imperial study, and the attendant named Xiao Lizi followed him step by step, silently.

"Your Majesty," Cen Yin saluted the emperor sitting behind the rosewood carved dragon bookcase, "The minister sent today's recital." ”

The eunuchs have always called themselves slaves in front of the emperor, but Cen Yuan, the father and son, regarded themselves as "ministers", and the emperor was not annoyed at all, which was enough to see the weight of his holy favor.

A few rays of sunlight shone on Cen Yin's face, and the fair skin seemed to be carved from the finest mutton fat jade, delicate and clean.

The emperor dressed in a bright yellow embroidered dragon robe raised his head from a delicate and elegant parrot picture, and when he saw Cen Yin, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he greeted with a smile: "Ah Yin, this is the "Five-colored Parrot Picture" that Jiang Nan just offered, you can appreciate it together." ”

Today, he can be good at poetry and painting, and has always loved to collect the world's rare treasures, especially calligraphy and painting, and has collected a huge number of rare treasures since he ascended the throne for more than ten years, which can be described as unparalleled in the world. These treasures were either made by the Inner Court Division, collected by the Emperor during his southern tour, or from the filial piety contributions of courtiers from all over the world.

For example, this "Five-colored Parrot Picture" was made by Chu Ningzong, the third emperor of the previous dynasty, Chu Ningzong is a famous master of calligraphy and painting, and this painting is one of the few masterpieces left by him.

Cen Yin walked to the emperor's side and carefully examined the painting, only to see that the apricot blossoms on the folded branches on the painting paper were blooming brightly, and a five-colored parrot perched on the branch, looking carefree and vivid.

Cen Yin smiled slightly and praised: "Your Majesty, this painting is meticulously crafted with a brush, but it is not pretentious, pure and naïve!" ”

Hearing this, the smile on the emperor's face became even stronger, and Long Xin said happily: "Ah Yin, you still know how to paint!" ”

After speaking, the emperor waved his hand and motioned to the chamberlain standing aside to take the scroll down, and then said, "Present the fold." ”

Xiao Lizi hurriedly and respectfully presented the five notebooks in his hand to the imperial case, and then stepped aside.

The emperor didn't open the fold, but directly picked up a bean green glazed teacup and asked, "Ah Yin, what's the matter?" ”

The emperor had to deal with a large number of official documents on a daily basis, so there was a eunuch to classify and select all the folds for the emperor, and present important excerpts to the emperor for personal approval, or he could also dictate the official documents to the emperor and approve them on his behalf.

Cen Yin summarized some of the things on the excerpt, such as the impeachment of the Marquis of Anding for misconduct, such as the Qingzhou Governor Shangjuan's change of the false ticket land to the government......

After saying a few things, Cen Yin paused slightly, took out the top letter, and presented it to the emperor with both hands, and said: "There is also the disaster of the Huaibei spring flood, please see it in person." ”

The Emperor took the fold and looked at it at a glance.

Last winter, there were several heavy snowfalls in Huaibei in a row, and I originally thought that the snow would be a good year, but this spring the weather warmed up very quickly, and the snow melted in just a few days, so it caused the Huaihe River to rise sharply, resulting in a spring flood, farmland, manors, and houses were flooded, and the displaced people went west to survive, and most of them gathered in Ru County, Zhongzhou.

Ruxian County is just a small county, the land is barren, and the people have difficulty in eating, where is there still the spare strength to help the displaced people.

At the end of March, the hungry homeless people gathered in Ruxian County to force the county magistrate to open a warehouse and release grain, and the county magistrate tried to suppress it, but instead provoked a popular uprising.

After that, the imperial court ordered the general army of Zhongzhou to send troops to rehabilitate, so that all the unfashionable mobs could be suppressed and killed.

It's just that, counting the days, the parents of Ru County have been empty for a few months, and someone always needs to take over.

However, the magistrate of the county is only a seven-grade sesame official, where do you need the emperor to personally guide him......

The emperor raised his eyebrows, put down the fold casually, raised his eyes and looked at Cen Yin and asked, "Ah Yin, do you have a favorite candidate?" ”

Cen Yin smiled on his face and replied: "Back to the emperor, the minister recommended the master of the Taifu Temple. ”

This answer was obviously unexpected by the emperor.

The emperor was stunned, his dark eyes showed a thoughtful look, and he thoughtfully rubbed the white jade carved Lujie Lingzhi wrench on his thumb.

Cen Yin naturally did not miss the emperor's small movements, and stood bent down, waiting for the emperor's decision.

The emperor's hand rubbing the jade wrench stopped, and looked straight at Cen Yin, his eyes so sharp that they seemed to see through his heart.

Cen Yin smiled at the corner of his mouth, calm and calm, and did not avoid the emperor's gaze.

The emperor suddenly smiled, raised his hand and pointed at Cen Yin's nose, as if he sighed: "You are still clever!" ”

"The emperor has won the prize!" Cen Yin also smiled, with a look of sympathy for the holy will, "The minister only knows how to be loyal to the emperor, thinking that Duanmu Shangshu is in charge of the household, if Duanmu goes to Ru County, I am afraid that the household department will not dare to card the disaster relief silver in the Huaibei area in the future." ”

The emperor touched the short beard among the people, and said: "Ah Yin, what you said is right, every time I mention that I want to allocate money to build a dam and repair the Cao River, the household department cries that there is no money!" …… Okay, it's the end of the wood period! As he spoke, a sly smile appeared on the corner of the emperor's mouth.

This time, it is time to let Duanmu Xian taste what it means to be bitter and unspeakable!

The emperor picked up the red pen on the side, and danced on the fold with high spirits, and the dust was settled.

Cen Yin looked at the blood-like red letters on the fold, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.