Chapter 464: Where to Go
Since I never imagined that there would be nobles coming to such a place where birds don't, I didn't prepare those expensive things for entertaining guests at home.
After all, in previous years, when Lord Wen did not enter the office but studied hard at home, even this coarse tea was a precious thing.
- Xie Meng heard all of this from Mother Wen's mouth.
Qi Changrong held the teacup and looked at it carefully.
It is very rough workmanship, and it is the most humble teacup on the market, without even a trace of pattern.
Seeing this, Xie Meng didn't know what she was thinking, and hurriedly said: "Your Highness, rest assured, this teacup tea set has been boiled with boiling water first, and then used water three times, it is very clean." β
Hearing this, Qi Changrong was noncommittal, and still held it in his palm, neither drinking nor putting it down.
At this time, Xie Meng understood, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't know what to say.
It seems that the Wen family's tea is so bad that this noble man can't eat it, so he can only make do with it to warm his hands.
However, even if it is a warm hand, it is the hand of the current prince, and the value of this tea has risen, and I don't know how many times it has been raised.
"Where's Wen Qing?"
Xie Meng looked up at the sky and said hesitantly: "Lord Wen is taking a lunch break, and he will wake up on his own in a few moments, can His Highness let the grass people call now?" β
As soon as these words came out, Qi Changrong's eyes became a little strange when he looked at Xie Meng: "Isn't it a little bad for you to go in and out of a strange man's bedroom at will?" β
Although she often thinks of herself as a man, she understands the so-called 'male body', which just makes her more justifiable and convenient.
At the end of the day, she's still a girl.
And the world is always too harsh for girls.
If a man and a woman are not reconciled, in the end, it will definitely be the girl who suffers.
Whether it's fame or something else.
Hearing this, Xie Meng didn't understand very much, scratched the back of his head, and hesitated: "But ...... Master Wen and I know each other well, so there's nothing wrong with me entering his room, right? β
Seeing that the person in front of him looked unenlightened, Qi Changrong slowly put a smile on his lips and nodded meaningfully.
"Naturally, there is nothing wrong with it, since you and Wen Qing are close friends, of course you can freely enter and leave his bedroom."
"Your Highness,"
Outside the house, Wen Qiyu's helpless voice came in: "The minister is already having a headache, can you stop deliberately causing trouble to the minister?" β
After the words fell, Wen Qiyu, who was dressed in a gray robe, walked in from outside the door,
As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he saw that someone who had caused him trouble was innocently putting pressure on the silent general.
"Lonely?"
Jun Chen's eyebrows did not move, and said, "No." β
Hearing the satisfactory answer, Qi Changrong looked at Wen Qiyu with a smile and asked calmly, "Lone, did you hear it?" β
"Hear me clearly." Wen Qiyu glanced at Xie Meng, who still hadn't reacted, and the chagrin in his eyes was clear, if others had already understood what he meant.
However, he was faced with a lump of wood.
And it's still solid, no matter what hints, it becomes air in her eyes.
In the end, Wen Qiyu sighed deeply in her heart, and bowed to Qi Changrong and Jun Chen: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince, and I have seen the general." β
"No courtesy."
After the words fell, Qi Changrong handed the teacup to the left hand side by the way, which happened to be the direction where Xie Meng was.
Probably because her action was so smooth that before Xie Meng's mind could react, her hand took the first step, automatically and consciously took the teacup, poured most of the cold waste tea in the teacup into the wooden barrel outside the house, and then refilled a cup of hot tea, and served it back respectfully and apprehensively.
Qi Changrong took it calmly, and did not feel that there was anything wrong with it.
And the other two people in the house also felt that this situation was reasonable, and they were not dissatisfied with Xie Meng's incarnation as a temporary servant.
Because if any of them were any of them, they couldn't refuse the gesture of the prince of the East Palace, and looking at Xie Meng's appearance, he seemed to be a little flattered, and he was very dog-legged.
Wen Qiyu was silent, a little crying and laughing.
This person's IQ always comes out when it shouldn't be.
And when it's time to be smart, it's stupid.
"Adults with tea."
Xie Meng poured another cup of tea and handed it to Wen Qiyu.
This girl, who dared to command the current champion to kill pigs and sell meat, seemed unusually obedient and obedient at this time.
Wen Qiyu took it casually, warmed his hands with a teacup like Qi Changrong, and asked, "Your Highness came today, what do you mean?" β
"There are some things that I want to ask Wen Qing about his wishes."
Wen Qiyu: "Your Highness, please speak." β
The chill on his body gradually dissipated under the influence of the small stove, and Qi Changrong said slowly: "Now that the matter of the Jiang thief has passed, it is the time for the middle of the court to vacate people...... You've been in the household department for two years, it's time to move, where does Wen Qing want to go? β
The case of the thief is deeply involved.
More than a dozen courtiers were taken off their black gauze hats and thrown into prison, or beheaded or exiled, during these months, although the vacancies have been almost filled, but there are still a few important positions, so that Qi Changrong is still thinking about it, and it is difficult to make a decision.
As soon as these words came out, Xie Meng, who didn't understand the affairs of the government, hurriedly pursed his lips, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing these nobles who were discussing major matters.
And Junchen, who understands the government and politics, did not interject, and regarded himself as a guest completely, and did not mean to dominate the guests.
For a long time, Wen Qiyu, who was thinking with his eyes down, shook his head gently.
"The minister is very grateful to His Royal Highness for his fancy and promotion, but those positions are not what today's ministers can think, the food must be eaten in one gulp, and the tea must be drunk in one gulp, maybe one day in the future the minister can sit in the positions that His Highness said, but at that time, the minister's ability must be able to match it."
In other words, he is too immature now, and he is not the opponent of those old foxes in the court, if he really forcibly occupies those things that should not be his, I am afraid that it will cause many people to blush and bring him endless trouble.
He was only eighteen years old, and he didn't really want to see that kind of scene.
Obviously, Qi Changrong didn't expect Wen Qiyu to refuse to drop a non-toxic and delicious pie from the sky, and hesitated: "Wen Qing is sure?" β
"Sure."
Giving up the opportunity to soar to the sky in front of him, Wen Qiyu chose to walk step by step: "The minister is still young, and His Royal Highness is only half a year older than the minister, and he is also very young, it may take a few years to climb to those positions, but at that time, we were still very young, and it was the right time." β
"The minister can afford to wait, and Your Highness, you must be able to afford to wait."
After saying such a thing without hurry, Wen Qiyu had already expressed what he wanted to express, and his face calmly waited for Qi Changrong's decision, which was in contemplation.
It wasn't until the teacup in his hand became cold again that Qi Changrong smiled softly: "Since Wen Qing can give up the things at his fingertips, what can he not wait for?" β
Hearing this, Wen Qiyu got up and solemnly bowed to Qi Changrong: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your success." β
Qi Changrong bowed his head and accepted his gratitude: "However, although you can't be upgraded, your position still has to be moved, and there is no shortage of people in the household." β
"What are the places where there is a shortage of people today?"
"Criminal Department, Dali Temple, Yushitai."
These three places are all places that can be chosen by Wen Qiyu except for those high positions.
After a little contemplation, Wen Qiyu quickly made a decision and said to Qi Changrong: "If you can, the minister wants to go to Dali Temple." β
"Why?" Qi Changrong raised his eyes and asked, "Lone still thought that you would choose Yushitai." β
Because only the Yushitai is the most tranquil place.
Wen Qiyu said softly: "If Weichen is old in the future and is still serving in the court, at that time, Weichen will be invited to the imperial history platform." β
At that time, he only has a handful of old bones left, and of course he can say those things that others dare not say without scruples.
"What you said is undoubtedly saying that Yushitai is a place for the elderly, and it means to underestimate others, if Qin Qing hears it, he must take a good look at you in front of his father."
Wen Qiyu paused, made a frightened look, and said very pitifully: "Please also ask Your Highness not to mention the minister's remarks in front of Lord Qin, if it angers Lord Qin, just the spit of Lord Qin and his protΓ©gΓ©s can drown the minister." β
"No ambition." Qi Changrong shook his head with a smile, put the completely cold teacup on the table, got up and walked out.
Several others followed.
When I stood under the eaves, a thin layer of snow had accumulated in the small courtyard.
Wen Qiyu gathered his robe and asked, "Your Highness and the general are leaving?" β
"Nature." Qi Changrong bowed his head, let Junchen take back the bamboo umbrella from the corner, open it and gently prop it on top of her head, half-turned around and looked at Wen Qiyu with a smile: "Is it possible, Wen Qing still wants to stay alone for dinner?" β
After hearing this, Wen Qiyu touched his nose helplessly, and said regretfully: "The humble house is simple, I'm afraid there is nothing to entertain Your Highness." β
"Wen Qing has a good idea in her heart." Qi Changrong put his hands in the wide cuffs, turned around and walked outside, and said as he walked: "If Wen Qing changes to a new house in the future, when the time comes, Gu can have a cheeky face to eat a glass of new family wine." β
"A new home? That's what you have to do when you get married. β
Step by step, Wen Qiyu sent people outside the gate, and the voice spread far away: "At that time, you must invite Your Highness to come and drink a glass of wine." β
The two, who had already walked some distance, did not reply.
Until their figures completely disappeared at the mouth of the five alleys, Wen Qiyu just lowered his eyes, just in time to meet Xie Meng's worried gaze.
"Lord Wen, your heart is hurt, it's not good to stand here and blow a cool breeze, why don't you go back to the house to rest quickly, I'll go outside for dinner to cut a pound of fresh pork and boil green vegetables and lean porridge?"
"Didn't you own a pork shop?"
"Hey, isn't this to take care of the adults for Aunt Wen, and I don't have time to take care of it for the time being, so I'll just close the shop first and open it next year."