Master Liu wiped his tears and went to Shuntian Mansion to fill in the paperwork.

In the mansion, the unpopular officials all seized this opportunity to seek a future, and there were only a few outsiders like Master Liu, so his name soon entered Shao Fangde's ears.

Shao Fangde is so well-informed, the two father and daughter moved to the capital and settled down to go through the formalities, which were all dealt with by the waist card of the Guogong Mansion.

He sent someone to ask for the wind, got the exact news, and when the documents were handed to the ministry, he did not forget to say hello.

The officials are convenient, firstly, Master Liu's decades of experience in the yamen is really real, and secondly, this person is extremely loyal, and he is still upright when he was forced by Qiao Jing to that position, and his conduct is excellent, and he has the relationship between the Guogong Mansion and the Hou Mansion, so he naturally took care of Master Liu's ideas, and arranged for him to be a county magistrate, and he is also familiar with the road.

The magistrate of Lixian County, who has been appointed before, is a newcomer in his early thirties who has been waiting for a few years, and he is just handed over to Master Liu for guidance, if everything goes well, he will be promoted after two or three years, and the vacated seat of the magistrate will be given to Master Liu.

At this age, Master Liu didn't think about climbing up step by step, and being able to retire after being a county magistrate in his hometown for a few years was already the best result in his heart.

The order was given quickly, and Master Liu's father and daughter said goodbye everywhere and embarked on the road back to their hometown.

When he arrived in Lixian and came back from the dead, it was another amazing story.

The selection of civilian officials depends on opening the way, and the replenishment of soldiers still depends on recruitment and a lot of training, as well as the silver for raising soldiers.

The Marquis of Suning did not rest in the capital for long, and was transferred to the south to train troops by the saint.

The saint has not decided on the new general of Zhennan for a long time, and the Marquis of Suning also knows that it is not easy to determine this candidate, and he is afraid that he will raise the next Qiao Jinglai, so he received the decree and took Cheng Lizhi and Cheng Jinzhi to set off.

What they want to replenish is not only the troops of Nanling, but also those of Shudi.

General Yu is still in Jiangnan, and he needs to rebuild the water division.

If you don't mention the households that have demolished the east wall and made up the west wall, and are so tired that they want to live and die, just looking at the situation in various places, there is quite a sense of enthusiasm and prosperity.

The day before departure, Jiang Muyuan entered the imperial study to face the saint.

It was originally scheduled to come after lunch, but Jiang Muyuan was stopped as soon as he arrived outside the imperial study.

Gonggong Han came out and shook his head at him: "Holy Heaven, take a nap." ”

Jiang Muyuan glanced at the sun hanging in the sky and asked softly, "How has the Holy Lord rested in the past few days?" ”

Han Gonggong stopped talking and smiled.

Where can the Holy One rest?

Every night, Gonggong Han had to send the other palace maids and chamberlains far away, for fear that they would hear something they shouldn't hear, and he himself had to avoid it, so as not to provoke the anger of the saint.

But Rao was so, and when he woke up in the middle of the night and crept inside, he also heard the words of the holy dream.

It's vague and unclear.

only called Concubine Yu and Tao Zhaoyi a few times, which made Han Gonggong's hands and feet cold in the summer.

Can it not be cold!

Killing Tao Zhaoyi is the meaning of the saint, but it is Han Gonggong who can do it.

In his life, he has been able to serve the saint for so many years, and the lives he has touched cannot be counted with one hand, so he thought he was bold, but this time he was obviously afraid.

I don't know if it was because of Tao Zhaoyi's eyes before he died, or if he was affected by the words of the saint.

Of course, he couldn't say a word about these words, so he could only endure them himself.

Seeing this, Jiang Muyuan just wanted to say that he would come back later, when suddenly, there was a sound of things falling to the ground in the imperial study.

When Han Gonggong heard the sound, he hurriedly went in, and the saint looked like he had just woken up, and accidentally got a stack of folds to the ground.

While he was cleaning up, he said, "The little grandfather is outside." ”

The saint vaguely agreed, and Gonggong Han went out and invited people in.

Jiang Muyuan entered and saluted the saint, probably sleeping very unsteadily, and the saint's eyes were bloodshot.

Sheng Shang pressed his eyebrows and said, "Ming'er will leave?" ”

"Yes," Jiang Muyuan finished speaking, thought for a while, and said tentatively, "Uncle, should I stop by and take a look at the place I talked about earlier?" ”

"Quan'an view!" Holy Word.

Almost as soon as Jiang Muyuan asked, the saint immediately replied, just this question and answer, his anxious and longing thoughts were clear at a glance.

The saint himself tasted it, cleared his throat, and said, "You said it several times before, and I wrote it down.

Ah Yuan, my uncle also told you in my heart, how much effort I spent on the Heart Nourishing Palace, and I couldn't build it in the end, I regret it a lot.

I know that there is not enough silver, and I want to use it on the blade, but when is it a head?

The construction of the Heart Nourishing Palace was not for the sake of the uncle himself, but for the Yu family......

The one built on the west hill collapsed before it was built, and since then, natural and man-made disasters and wars have continued.

From time to time, I wondered, did I ruin my fortune halfway?

If it can be built, maybe it will be smooth.

The real person said that the old site of Quan'anguan is a suitable place, you can take a look at it, if it is feasible, start construction as soon as possible, and it is not necessarily built immediately, step by step. ”

Jiang Muyuan listened carefully to what the saint said.

Back to Yan Qingzhen, the people tried the saint, Jiang Muyuan got the answer, the saint never built the Heart Raising Palace for Concubine Yu, but for himself.

I don't know what kind of dream it is, but it makes the saint feel that the Heart Cultivation Palace is his foundation.

The more unstable the situation, the more the saint will bet all his capital on the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Gamblers in general.

And the so-called heart-to-heart words of the saint also confirmed Master Fu's judgment of him.

The more empty the heart of the saint, the more words he has, and the better it sounds.

For gamblers with weak hearts, no matter how much advice is a waste, the most effective is to be false, and then do not give the gambling book.

Jiang Muyuan deserves better than anything else, anyway, he is the one who goes to Nanling, and he is also the one who searches the mountains and mines to find money, he said that if he doesn't find it, he doesn't find it, and there is no gold and silver mountain for the saint, and the saint can't build it if he wants to.

Besides, nine times out of ten, it will not be found.

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Muyuan and his entourage left Beijing to travel south.

Gonggong Deng received the news and reported it to Sun Rui.

Sun Rui used breakfast slowly, did not give any response, and waited for him to rinse his mouth and wipe his hands before he said slowly: "It's good to go, if Ayuan is in Beijing, it will be too difficult for me to do something." He's so clever that he can see it at the slightest hint of trouble. ”

If it weren't for Jiang Muyuan's good defense, how could Qiao Jing's lieutenant attack on the Central Plains be blocked by Suning Hou, and how could Zhao Fangshi's chess piece be wasted without warning.

These two designs, if they can be the same, this is not the case today.

Deng Gong said fairly: "No matter how clever the little grandfather is, isn't he still led by His Royal Highness?" Or are you better? ”

Sun Rui laughed, but shook his head: "It's different, A-Yuan is different from me, he is too stupid." ”

is stupid enough to think that he can withstand the stormy Sun family, so stupid that he wants to protect everything, and he wants to be complete with everything.

But this is Jiang Muyuan.

If he hadn't had this kind of temperament, Emperor Shunde would not have insisted that he die in a lonely city when he was seriously ill in his previous life.