"The courtiers are sent, the court has its own arrangements, and the ministers dare not obey their orders."

Although he said the words of thanks, there was a look of surprise on his face, and his tone was also inexplicable, Gu Yanzhang's reaction made Zhao Rui nod secretly.

If at the beginning, he also suspected that Gu Yanzhang was a member of the Yang Party, but later the other party was not recommended by Chen Hao, but chose to take the imperial examination on his own, which has already made his attitude clear, and later went to Ganzhou, and he worked hard and did not participate in the slightest dispute between the DPRK and China.

Now, although it is impossible to judge whether he has anything to do with Yang Kui and the others in private, at least from the current performance, this is a courtier who is dedicated to doing things.

Zhao Rui thought for a while, and said: "I once heard that when Han Qing was in Ganzhou, he was long in prison, and he skillfully judged strange cases, which convinced the people in the state, but I don't know if there is such a thing?" ”

Facing Zhao Rui's knowingly questioned, Gu Yanzhang replied: "The minister just does things according to the law, the people of Ganzhou are simple, and there are no evil things in the state, it is the work of His Majesty's education, so that he is now in a state of clarity." ”

As Zhao Rui asked questions one after another, the question and answer between the two continued.

Zheng Lai stood behind, and simply gave up talking again.

The left and right have been delayed for so long, and his own family has not been able to take a good time, and he has delayed the next arrangements, so he must have been scolded, even so, he also broke the jar and broke it, and no longer paid attention to it.

***

When I came out of the palace, it was just past noon.

Songjie led the horse and waited outside the palace gate, and when he saw Gu Yanzhang coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward.

"Why is it so early this time?"

Before entering the palace, Songjie had already asked Gu Yanzhang about the time of the audience, if according to the normal arrangement, he should not come out until the end of noon, who would have thought that it would be so early, but the audience was already over.

Pine Jie couldn't help but secretly scream a fluke.

The rest of the servants of the officials who had come to see the officials in the first few rounds, seeing that the first group of officials who had faced the saint had not come out for a long time, had already gone to sit in the teahouse next to them, and several of them invited him to listen to the book together.

Fortunately, his own family was stable, otherwise he could have waited for someone to come out, but found that the people and horses were gone, so it was really Meng Jiangnu who cried down the Great Wall, and she couldn't save her own pine.

Handing the reins to Gu Yanzhang with both hands, Songjie himself turned over and got on the horse.

Seeing the several small servants sitting next door with a few small servants, all of them looking at him with envy and anxious eyes, Songjie couldn't help but show a helpless expression.

I'm sorry everyone, but I don't know why my family officials are obviously at the end, but they are the first to come out.

Suppressing the smugness in his heart, Songjie raised his hand and waved the whip, urging the horse under his crotch to go as fast as possible, while turning his head, leaving a horse butt to the fellow Taoists who had gossiped with him for a long time, and then went with Gu Yanzhang.

"Boy, this luck!" A little servant took a sip before he raised his head, but he saw his official walking out of the palace gate from a distance.

He let out an "ah", hurriedly put away the little ones, and led the horse to meet him.

"Official!" The little guy was about to flatter a few words, but he saw that the face of the master from far and near was as black as the bottom of the pot, which was ugly and scary, and he didn't even dare to say more, so he had to say cautiously, "Official, but you want to go back to the house?" ”

The official who had just come out pulled the reins, nodded impatiently, stepped on the horse, did not speak, and clamped the horse's belly hard, so that the horse's hooves seemed to be pressed out of the sound of "kicking", and went away without saying a word.

Gu Yanzhang didn't know that because of himself, the officials he saw today, Tai Ban was hastily dismissed, he returned home, looked around, and didn't see Ji Qingling, and didn't see Qiu Yue Qiushuang and others, so he had to recruit a little girl who guarded the house and asked, "What about Madam?" ”

"Madame went to Liufu in the morning, saying that she would come back after noon."

Hearing the girl's answer, Gu Yanzhang was relieved.

I guess I went to find Liu Muhe.

He sat on the chair, thought about it, beckoned Rosin Xiang over and said, "Send a post to Du Mansion to see if Du Tanzhi is free tomorrow, and say that I will ask him to go to Songhe Tower to sit down." ”

Rosin took the order and left.

Gu Yanzhang didn't want anyone to serve him, he went to the cubicle to change into homely clothes, sat at the table and casually flipped through the manuscript that Ji Qingling wrote in his spare time.

They are all scattered small articles, some of which I heard strange stories from nowhere, some of what I have seen and heard in Ganzhou, Yanzhou, Jixian and other places in the past, some views on the judgment of a certain official, and some deliberations on certain statutes and laws of the DPRK and China.

Ji Qingling's literary talent is always outstanding, writing idle things is lively and interesting, and occasionally some words and sentences seem to be colloquial, and when writing serious things, he often finds another way and has a different opinion.

Gu Yanzhang originally wanted to use it to pass the time, so that he could wait for someone to come back, but he didn't want to look at it, but sure enough, he looked into it again.

The two have never lived together, where Ji Qingling went, he had been there, and he had passed through many of Ji Qingling's things, and at this time, he saw that some of the manuscripts were written with some familiar things and characters, but the tone was so cute that he couldn't help but smile while looking at it.

Just as I was looking hard, I heard a sound of footsteps coming in from outside.

Gu Yanzhang raised his head, and saw that Ji Qingling could pass by with half of the curtain on his head, and asked with a smile: "Why is the fifth brother so early?" ”

And said: "Are you tired this time?" Have you ever had lunch? It's rare to come back early, so it's not good to rest for a while, but I'm still reading here. ”

Gu Yanzhang only smiled, raised a few pages in his hand, and asked, "Why don't I know that there is a cooking cake sold in Yanzhou, which is 'as big as a human face, and the face of the fifth brother Xiao'?" ”

Ji Qingling took a few steps forward to grab the paper, but was pulled back by Gu Yanzhang.

She had to get closer, leaned down, and surrounded Gu Yanzhang's chest from top to bottom, and pleaded obediently: "Fifth brother, I wrote to play." ”

Gu Yanzhang tilted his head to the side and said, "Just send it away when you write it and play?" ”

Ji Qingling had no choice but to say: "Then what should I do?" ”

While speaking, he took advantage of Gu Yanzhang's unpreparedness and snatched the manuscript in his hand.

Before Ji Qingling could get complacent, she was hugged by the whole waist, her feet left the ground, she was shocked, she only screamed, she was already lifted and hugged all the way, and was flattened and pressed to the bed.

"The guts are fattened!" Gu Yanzhang made a vicious look, lowered his head, opened his mouth to gently bite her earlobe, and reached out to scratch the waist of his head.

Ji Qingling hid and laughed at the same time, being so tickled that he begged for mercy for a long time.

The two laughed for a while, Ji Qingling put away the manuscript, went to change his clothes again, and lay back on the bed again.

"Fifth brother is hungry, do you want to eat a little?" Ji Qingling asked softly, "Today's audience must be very brain-draining. ”

She still remembered that when the eldest brother first met the saint, he had to complain to her every time he came back, saying that he was going to meet the emperor, and he was worried that his etiquette was not proper enough, and he was worried that he was talking too loudly or too quietly, and he was worried that he had said something wrong, or that he knew something, but because he was too nervous, he didn't speak brilliantly enough, and it was more tiring than going to the school field to run ten laps.