On the bustling streets, Wan Ningzhu is dressed as a handsome student, and the paper fan in her hand is gently shaken, indescribably delicate, chic and handsome.

On both sides of the street, the voices of hawkers shouted one after another. The various means of attracting customers are dizzying.

Wan Ningzhu's eyes did not look to the side, and his eyes always stayed lightly in the Prime Minister's Mansion not far from the bustling street, which was in stark contrast to the street itinerary.

The gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion is very old, and it can be said that it has not been properly painted for some years, and the place under the door knocker even shows mottled old paint. I know, I understand that this is inhabited, but if I don't know, I think it's an abandoned house!

Wan Ningzhu inadvertently walked back and forth at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion a few times, looked left and right at no one, and the steel rope on his wrist flew out and plunged into an old tree growing near the wall. With the pull of his wrist, Wan Ningzhu's body had no support, and with a slight touch of his feet, he quietly jumped into the courtyard.

The whole yard was quiet, there was not a single movement, not even a dog guarding the door, let alone a gatekeeper.

Even if he had stepped down a long time ago, how could he be so defeated? Could it be that the information is wrong? It's even more impossible! The ability of his subordinates is the best to know, and such an important thing will never go wrong, so what could go wrong?

The emperor of Dongyue Kingdom is also a Ming monarch, how could he treat the old prime minister so poorly?

Wan Ningzhu didn't think about anything else, and quietly appeared in front of the residence, leaning his body tightly against the wall, eavesdropping on the movement inside.

But strangely, there was no movement inside! The entire Prime Minister's Mansion is really quiet, and there is no sound at all! Wan Ningzhu was just about to get up, when he heard a sound of footsteps in the courtyard behind, Wan Ningzhu looked up at the roof, climbed the pillar with both hands, hooked the eaves lightly with his feet, and landed on the roof as lightly as a swallow.

Looking back, I saw an old man with gray hair carrying a bucket of swill walking towards the backyard, Wan Ningzhu fixed his eyes and saw that there were a few pigs in the backyard, as well as some chickens, ducks, geese and two lambs.

The old man carefully added feed to these livestock, and his skills were skillful, which showed that he often did these things!

Wan Ningzhu squatted on the roof, taking the entire Prime Minister's Mansion into view.

This is really the most shabby prime minister's mansion I have ever seen! There are only three courtyards in and out, compared with those mansions that are often more than ten entrances, not to mention the Prime Minister's Mansion, the average small family probably has this scale, right?

The first courtyard was planted with some seasonal vegetables and fruits, the second courtyard was inhabited, and the third courtyard was changed into a farm.

Not to mention, although the house is small, the basic self-sufficiency has really been achieved. If the family population is not large, this kind of life is really enough to be freehand.

But shouldn't this be the life of an ordinary small family? How can it be the scene of a dignified Prime Minister's Mansion? Even if he has stepped down, his power is still deeply rooted in the court and cannot be shaken!

Do you think, an old prime minister who abdicated can ask the emperor for grain and grass to supply the army, so how can he have less real power in his hands?

But it is such an old prime minister who is still alive, but he lives in such a dilapidated home, who would believe it?

Wan Ningzhu didn't judge this matter so superficially in an instant, but chose to do it again at night!

When night fell, Wan Ningzhu changed into a night suit, all kinds of equipment were in place, and quietly reappeared in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But to Wan Ningzhu's disappointment, there doesn't seem to be anything special changing here.

The total number of people in the Prime Minister's Mansion was no more than one person, two old men and his wife who fed pigs, two young women who were also dressed in coarse cloth, a fat cook, and two housekeepers in gray cloth clothes.

All people are clothed in cloth, as simple as they want, and as poor as they want.

Wan Ningzhu pondered, could it be that the old prime minister is not in the house now? Now is the time to prepare for war, maybe you won't be in the house, maybe you'll be running back and forth outside!

Because, Wan Ningzhu really can't imagine that the old man who feeds the pigs is the old prime minister! Because he is too skilled in feeding pigs! The calloon on the palm of the hand definitely didn't come out in a day or two! It's like the cocoon in the palm of his hand, which is the trace of years and months, so that when he later retreated to the second line of the base and did not directly participate in the mission, the calloon holding the gun in the palm of his hand still exists!

These are the testimonies of the years! An indelible testimony!

Therefore, Wan Ningzhu really can't imagine that an old man feeding pigs will be the prime minister!

Quietly left the Prime Minister's Mansion again and appeared on the street outside.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Wan Ningzhu's mouth, it doesn't matter, I have enough patience.

Two days later, Wan Ningzhu appeared by a lotus pond, dressed in a beautiful summer dress, mixed among the daughters who went out to play, and walked in the direction of the exquisite painting boat in front.

At this time, a person walked by on the opposite side, and when he passed by Wan Ningzhu's side, he seemed to inadvertently bump Wan Ningzhu's shoulder, and the person floated away, and Wan Ningzhu already had an extra note in his palm.

I found a secluded corner and opened the note, which was recorded with a password: The old prime minister will appear on the island in the middle of the lake today! The purpose is to negotiate the war! The participants were all important ministers in the court!

The corners of Wan Ningzhu's mouth raised slightly, tore the note to shreds, completely threw it into the wind, and turned his head to look at the small island in the middle of the lake, which was a natural island of almost several hundred square meters, on which a small house was built. The house is three stories high, hollowed out throughout, and the wind in the middle of the lake passes through, which has a unique charm.

Bowing your head and appreciating the lotus is indeed a pleasing thing to the eye.

Old Prime Minister, so affectionate!

Wan Ningzhu turned around and blended into the crowd, these people were all planning to take a small boat to the small island in the middle of the lake to play.

This small island in the middle of the lake is accessible to everyone, just like the current park, which is free to enter. So in this season, in this season when the lotus flowers are in full bloom, people who live nearby are flocking to this side.

Wan Ningzhu blended in with the crowd, carefully carrying her skirt and walking forward slowly.

If it weren't for the task, simply coming to enjoy the lotus would indeed be a happy thing.

The old prime minister appeared on this small island in the middle of the lake today, but it was also upright enough. Aren't you afraid that there will be assassins in the crowd?

After all, he has certain rights!

Walking in front of Wan Ningzhu was a woman wearing a goose yellow dress, and it was obvious from her figure that she was a pampered eldest lady. There was a maid next to her, who had been carefully supporting her, and the two of them were mixed in the crowd like Wan Ningzhu, slowly moving towards the front.

At this time, a girl's coquettish voice came from a distance in the crowd: "Zihan, Zihan, I'm here!" Come on! ”

Wan Ningzhu frowned slightly, hey, this voice is so familiar!

When I followed the sound and looked forward, I almost broke the joy of Wan Ningzhu!

Hey, isn't this the bitter little county lord of Dongyue Country? When I was in Xisha Country, I was looking for all kinds of trouble with myself at first. Later, after being repaired by myself, all kinds of honest and all kinds of peace! Yo, why did you come back from Xisha Country! I didn't stay as a concubine! Or the emperor of Xisha doesn't want you!

Wan Ningzhu held back a smile and continued to walk forward. The girl in front of her, who was called Zihan, suddenly waved at the bitter little county lord: "I'm here!" ”

Zihan said to her maid: "Hurry up, hurry up, let's hurry over and join Musk Yue, she came early, she must have gotten a boat!" ”

Wan Ningzhu was relieved, it turned out that the bitter little county lord was called Musk Yue! It's a good name, but it's a pity that people are too rough! Hey, you said, I was still someone's maid! Alas, alas, this man! I can't say what I can't say!

Zihan took the maid to squeeze through the crowd and squeezed in the direction of the bitter little county lord Musk Yue in front.

There were really a lot of people who came here to play today, and the others were squeezed away by Zi Han, and a trace of indignation flashed on their faces. But when the others saw clearly that the clothes on Zihan's body were of good texture, most of them chose to keep their mouths shut.

It is said that the emperor is the most important person to be an official and the family members of an official, and the people of the government can't afford to provoke it! Bear with it if you can!

Zihan and the maid squeezed to the side of the bitter little county lord Musk Yue, and immediately said with a smile: "Musk Yue, I knew that you would definitely be able to get a boat!" ”

Musk Yue said proudly: "Of course, this small boat was specially brought from home by me!" Let's not crowd those broken boats with others! Dirty our feet! We are the nobles of the capital, how can we be crowded together with those mortal masters? ”

The corners of Wan Ningzhu's mouth twitched, this hard-pressed little county lord still seems to be in arrears!

Wan Ningzhu stood on the shore, waiting for the fishing boats to come back and forth, looking at the lotus lake that stretched for several kilometers, smelling the fresh fragrance, and feeling the wind in the middle of the lake. I suddenly feel that this kind of life is actually really good!

The fishermen who live here not only stock fish fry here, but also collect lotus root for sale, and when they are not busy, they work as boatmen to ferry tourists back and forth, earning a little money to supplement their families.

It can be said that if there was no war, it would be a very happy scene.

However, the war is about to ignite, and I wonder how many families will be affected.

The fishing boat quietly stopped in front of Wan Ningzhu, and the ferryman was beaming with joy. There are so many people who come to see the lotus today, and he can make a small profit today!

Just as Wan Ningzhu was about to get on the boat, he suddenly heard a soft but joyful voice behind him: "Look, look, it's the official ship!" ”

Wan Ningzhu turned around, only to see a huge painting boat driving in the distance. The boat is unusually simple, and even feels like it's just a little bigger than the fishermen's boats.

"This little brother, whose ship is this?" Wan Ningzhu asked a young man standing next to him, and the young man replied with a smile: "This is the old prime minister's boat!" In the whole capital, he is probably the only one whose ship is so shabby! ”

Oh? Wan Ningzhu's eyes lit up, the old prime minister really came! It seems that the news that his subordinates got in advance is still very accurate!

Wan Ningzhu got on the fisherman's boat and took out a piece of broken silver, and the fisherman's face suddenly brightened, and he nodded his head again and again to thank him.

Wan Ningzhu sat on the bow of the boat and asked the fisherman: "Big brother, this small island in the middle of the lake can be come to anyone, right?" ”

"Yes! This is thanks to the old prime minister! It was he who asked for the order to make this small island in the middle of the lake a place where civilians could come. Before, let alone us commoners, no one could come except for the big nobles! Later, the old prime minister ordered that countless lotus flowers were planted here, and they were also open to the people, so anyone could come and walk around. The radiance of the fisherman's face, the indescribable happiness.

"It seems that the old prime minister is quite popular with the people1," Wan Ningzhu said with emotion.

"That's nature, where is the girl? Don't seem to know much about us? ”