When they arrived at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the guards saw that it was Ran Ying who came and let him go directly: "Lord Changshi, please wait, the prime minister hasn't come back yet." ”

Ran Ying waited alone in the study for a while, feeling bored, and saw a copy of "The Book of the Later Han" on the bookcase, so she picked it up and flipped through it.

After a while, there was a lot of noise outside, and it was Yuwentai who came back.

Ran Ying hurriedly put down the book in her hand, stood up and looked out. I saw that the man was wrapped in a dark scarf in his hair, wearing a crimson lapel beard suit, and on his feet he had two boots, the heads of which were dirty and covered with mud, and he strode in like the wind under his feet. As he walked, he smiled loudly and said to He Louqi, who was following him: "King Puyang is a little older now, but his skills are getting better and better!" ”

He Louqi also smiled and said, "It's a pity that there are few strong teams in their sect. The prime minister's team is very powerful, all of them are fierce generals on the battlefield, and they are like tigers descending the mountain when they kick and bow! It's really enjoyable to watch! ”

Ran Ying thought that he was in a good mood, and went to a group of generals and clans early in the morning.

Yu Wentai strode across the courtyard, and saw Ran Ying standing alone in the study, just now full of spring breeze, and suddenly the smile full of joy on his face was stopped, and even his pace slowed down.

Ran Ying bowed her hand stiffly: "Prime Minister." ”

"Hmm." Yu Wentai walked in, glanced at her lightly, and said, "You wait here for a while, go and change your clothes alone." Without waiting for her to speak, he went to the back of the study.

In a moment, he turned out from behind the screen in his study, and as he walked, he arranged the collar of the white tunic that was exposed from the narrow sleeves of the rosewood collared robe, and the mud-stained shoes on his feet had been replaced.

He glanced at Ran Ying lightly, his expression was cold, he didn't speak, he went straight to the back of the bookcase, and picked up a book on the desk casually.

Ran Ying didn't speak, she stood with her head down and her hands down, muttering in her heart, still angry......

The way he looked at her was no different from catching a glimpse of the stone lion squatting at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He hung her out, and the atmosphere was so stiff that it froze into a block of ice.

After reading the book for a while, Liu Wu moved a bunch of folds in and put them on his case: "Prime Minister, today's folds are all here." ”

He felt the suffocating atmosphere in the study, and for fear of suffering from the fish in the pond, he put down the song and hurried out.

As if he didn't know that Ran Ying was standing in front of him, Yu Wentai looked at the book for a while, put down the book, and picked up the first book to look at.

After a while, he said coldly: "Come and help Gu Yanmo." He didn't look up at her.

Ran Ying hurriedly walked over to him to help him polish his ink, while glancing at him and sneaking a look. His side face is extremely good-looking, with high sword eyebrows and low phoenix eyes, but the corners of his eyes are gently raised upward. His sideburns were like a knife, the bridge of his nose was straight, his two thin lips were pursed, and he was as silent as a statue. Ran Ying has never seen a man with such a handsome and heroic appearance, it is really Lang Yan unique, and there is no other in the world.

I don't know how long I peeked at it, and suddenly heard his cold voice: "What are you looking at?" ”

"I didn't ...... Didn't look at anything. When he found it, he was nervous, and the ink strip in his hand fell into the inkstone, splashing two points of ink on his sleeve.

Ran Ying was a little embarrassed, and wanted to reach out to wipe the ink on his sleeve, stretched out her hand, pursed the corners of her mouth, and retracted her hand again.

Yu Wentai seemed to be unaware, his eyes were still lingering on the folds in front of him, and said: "You go back today, and tomorrow you will take back all the folds that you have approved today, and transcribe them all word for word, together with Lone's annotations." ”

"Huh? All? Ran Ying thought she had misheard. I want to transcribe all the twists and turns here, and I am afraid that I will not be able to copy it until the rooster crows in the morning.

Yuwentai still didn't raise his head, raised his hand and wrote something quickly on the fold, and asked lightly: "What?" Don't want to copy? ”

Ran Ying lowered her head and said in a muffled voice: "Your Majesty obeys orders." ”

I can't complain in my heart, how can this person be full of tricks, punish kneeling, punish standing, punish being an official, and punish copying. But he didn't dare to say it, and he clamped his tail tightly.

Seeing Ran Ying's gray and departing back, Yu Wentai looked down at the two points of ink on his sleeve, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled. This fool, if he wants to see him, he will look at it blatantly, and he will secretly look at it with his eyes, and he can't even grasp the ink block steadily. Is he that good-looking?

For the next ten days, Ran Ying honestly went to the Prime Minister's Mansion at noon every day to greet Yuwentai, and then took back a large pile of music and folded it back to copy. Yu Wentai never said anything more to her, sometimes no one was there, only a bunch of the previous day's recitals, and let the iron guard on duty hand it over to her.

That large number of concerts is really not a joke, it is varied and all-encompassing. Every day, she was asked to copy from the afternoon until late at night, and the pen was bald two or three. Those ministers are really idle and bored, and they have to write a note about everything. What lychees in Shu are about to ripen, what Liangzhou has been raining heavily for half a month, what a woman in a certain county is martyred for her husband who died of illness, and what is a three-year-old child in the countryside who is not ignorant of picking up gold......

Only then did Ran Ying know that these ministers receive so many salaries every year, and they are all up a few copper plates?

But gradually, Ran Ying also copied out some doorways. The drought in Longyou, the border sweeping in Rouran, the rebellion in Jingzhou, and Gao Huan's movements...... Ran Ying finally understood that he was in a high position, and on the surface he was in a high position, but in fact, what a heavy burden he was carrying.

After more than ten days, she actually had a general understanding of the government. The situation in various prefectures and counties, the intimacy between the DPRK and China, and the different political opinions of various important ministers were all kept in mind.

In the past ten days, some people have come to the door to ask to see, but she has turned them away. Except for one time, Li Hao came to her.

Li Hao knew that she was copying the recital every day, and was surprised: "He actually made you familiar with the government and politics, what does he want to do?" ”

Ran Ying held her cheeks with both hands and said with a bitter face: "I don't know either." Am I really going to make this long history? ”

Li Hao looked at her deeply: "It seems that he is not ready to let you go." ”

When Ran Ying heard this, she also looked at him, and said with a bitter face: "Brother Li, do you have a way to help me get out?" ”

Li Yu sighed again and said, "You are in his hands, what can I do?" His purpose for you is so obvious, isn't it my own death to provoke him? ”

Ran Ying silently did not speak.

Li Hao looked at her and said softly: "I'm still the same sentence, don't fall too deep, if you find an opportunity, get out quickly." He's that person, too scheming, unfathomable......"

If so, half a month passed, and on this day, Ran Ying went to the Prime Minister's Mansion at noon as usual, but she didn't expect that Yu Wentai, who had been ignoring her for more than a month and didn't even want to look at her, said to her unprecedentedly: "Are you still hungry?" Let's have a meal with the orphan. ”

Obviously, it has been prepared for a long time, and the dishes in the restaurant have been arranged, fried lamb liver, white shallots, sea bass, sesame soup, and a plate of steamed cakes. Ran Ying saw that there was a cross in the middle of each steamed cake, and the chef who made it must be very skilled.

Seeing her standing still, Yu Wentai said, "Come and sit with Gu to eat." ”

Ran Ying obediently sat down beside him without saying a word. Yu Wentai turned his head to look at her and said coldly, "Eat." ”

The two ate in silence. Ran Ying grabbed a piece of steamed cake and broke it into pieces and sent it to her mouth, not squinting, not knowing the taste.

She didn't say a word beside her, and without the chattering voices in her ears, Yuwentai was a little unaccustomed. He put some sea bass in front of her with his silver spoon and put it on the plate in front of her, and then took the small silver spoon in front of him, scooped a small spoonful of sauce, helped her pour it on the fish tart, and said in a cold voice, "Eat more." How did you lose so much weight in a month. "The plump and round cheeks of the past are sunken, and they are already thin, but now they can be blown away by a gust of wind.

"Prime Minister Xie." Ran Ying also replied coldly, complaining in her heart, copying and copying from the afternoon to the early morning every day, which is both eyesight and hard work, and lack of sleep, can you not lose weight...... At this time, if you pretend to be a good person, do you think that you can make up for it with a pair of chopsticks and fish?

He Lou, who was standing on the side, thought to himself, these two people, if they have a good meal, they sit together and hold their tempers with each other, just waiting to see who will be soft first, as if they are quarreling with the little two, is it interesting?