Chapter 116: Zhu Qi
In my ears, I heard Chai Hu still muttering dissatisfiedly: "Why don't such people go to prison to ask for crimes, and stay in the court to harm the people!" β
"Alas, I heard that he had a hard background, and someone in the court tried their best to protect him, so he didn't ask for the guilt, but just demoted him. You see, in a few years, maybe he will be up again. Jiang Xin also shook his head and sighed and put down the teacup in his hand.
Han Cong secretly rolled his eyes, what do you know, do you know who Cui Daoyuan's backer in the court is?
His backer is the emperor's most trusted second prince now, if it weren't for the fact that Lord Shi of our courtyard would take action in person, and replace anyone else, I am afraid that not only will Cui Daoyuan not be able to move, but the official hat on his head will have to be lost, Han Cong thought secretly.
That is, the master of our academy has the favor of the emperor, so that Cui Daoyuan can be taken down in one fell swoop, and now the official position of the Lanzhou prefect is vacant, and the factional struggle in the court is white-hot, and it is not certain which faction will take over this position in the end.
However, I heard Hua Qian's letter say that for the sake of Lord Bai's safety, in order to prevent the people of the second prince's faction from retaliating against Bai Luo, he has been trying his best in the capital to prevent the second prince's people from coming over to take over the prefect of Lanzhou, so taking Cui Daoyuan's position as prefect is far from the end, and it can only be regarded as this matter has just begun.
Thinking of this, Han Cong secretly glanced at Bai Luo, and remembered what Hua Qianxin said in his heart that the second prince seemed to value the position of the Lanzhou prefect very much, and had been fighting for it with all his might, and for this reason, he even did not hesitate to fight with the adults in the court a few times.
Bai Luo and the others were talking about this, but they heard a gentle voice outside the courtyard gate: "You guys are quite wild to drink tea here, can you also ask for a cup of tea to drink." β
I didn't know when there were three people standing outside the courtyard, the first one, with a handsome face, standing with a handsome demeanor, looking at everyone with a slight smile.
And behind him stood two long-dressed entourage, who were standing respectfully behind this son, looking at Bai Luo and these strangers vigilantly, faintly defending.
Han Cong looked at these two people, his eyes narrowed, the aura of these two people he was familiar with couldn't be more familiar, it was the breath of the secret guard.
After the secret guard in the palace became the emperor's lonely minister, it was divided into two a few years ago, and one part was led by the master of the courtyard to clean up the dynasty for the emperor and maintain the rule of officials; The other part is dedicated to the protection of royal security.
Although the responsibilities of the two groups are different, they are both selected and trained in the secret guard camp, but the final assignment is different.
Therefore, as long as it is a secret guard, one can smell the breath of the other party - the same dark and lonely decision.
I saw the two people behind the son, after their eyes glanced at Han Cong, there was also a trace of surprise on their faces, these two secret guards obviously didn't expect to meet a secret guard in such a mountain village.
Seeing the look of surprise on the faces of these two dark guards, Han Cong was even more sure in his heart, his right hand hung down on his thigh, and secretly made a gesture towards the two, which was the secret guard's gesture code.
The dark guard on the left behind the boy hesitated for a moment, and also quietly gestured with his hand.
As soon as the gesture came out, Han Cong and the two secret guards breathed a sigh of relief at the same timeβthey were friends and not enemies.
Bai Luo and the others didn't know that in the blink of an eye, Han Cong and the two secret guards had exchanged so much information.
Bai Luo saw that this son was gentle and polite, so he also got up and saluted: "The son is polite, I am also resting on this old man's treasure land, and the tea can naturally be drunk together, but if you can enter this courtyard, you have to ask the old man's meaning." β
The old man saw so many unspeakably expensive sons in one day, and he didn't know what to do, and when he saw Bai Luo asking him, he only nodded in panic and said: "Where is the son, where is it, naturally he can come in, naturally he can come in." The old man went to move a chair for his son. β
After saying that, he got up and began to move slowly towards the house again.
Jiang Xin secretly complained, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare to bother the old man, I'll come, I'll come." After saying that, he was afraid that the old man would rob him of this work, so he ran into the house as soon as he slipped into the smoke.
After a while, Jiang Xin moved the chair out, and the boy sat down in a chic manner after thanking him, and the two secret guards stood behind.
Chai Hu cleaned the tea set and re-brewed hot tea.
Bai Luo personally held the pot and washed tea for everyone.
After the slender jade finger washed the tea and divided the tea into a set of tea, the boy pinched the tea cup with two fingers and sniffed it under his nose, and praised: "It's really good tea." β
Bai Luo smiled, put down the teapot and said humbly: "Childe has won the award." β
The boy took a sip, put down the tea cup in his hand and said: "Brother Tai doesn't need to be too humble, this tea is the best bamboo leaf green, and the tea set is also the best of Ru kiln, plus Brother Tai's flowing technique, if this is not a good tea, then I really don't know what can be considered a good tea." β
This son only had a few glances to explain the origin of the tea leaves and tea utensils clearly, and he was really extraordinary.
The old man sitting with him on the side, his face full of wrinkles and ravines showed a striking look, and he couldn't understand a word of what these two handsome men said.
What is Bamboo Leaf Green? Is it the name of the serpent?
What else is Confucianism and what is green? Is it Mr. Teaching?
He trembled and raised the teacup and took another sip carefully, as soon as the tea was in his mouth, it was indeed full of fragrance, but it was a little lighter, and it was not as bitter and refreshing as the camellia he picked on weekdays.
However, the old man still held the teacup with a serious face, listened to these people tightly with his mouth closed, and tried his best to memorize every sentence in his heart.
The old man thought to himself, these sons have a lot of knowledge, and what they say is also good words, naturally they are all reasonable, and they just need to listen carefully, and when they turn around, when their daughter brings their grandson to visit relatives, they will learn from the little grandson sentence by sentence, and also give him insight.
"Take the liberty to ask, brother's surname?" The later son asked Bai Luodao.
"Under Bailuo, the word is resting." Bai Luo heartily reported his name.
"Oh, it turned out to be Brother Hugh." When the boy heard Bai Luo's name, the expression on his face froze for a moment, but he quickly covered it up, and said with a hearty smile: "In Xia Zhu Qi, the word is Kuanyu." β
"It turned out to be Brother Kuan Yu," Bai Luo said with a smile: "I don't know what Brother Kuan Yu is doing when he comes to Shanhai Village?" β
"I came from the capital below, ready to play in the northwest, and I heard that the Yungai Immortal Pavilion here is famous in the northwest, so I made a detour to take a look." Zhu Qi replied with a smile.
Zhu Qi and Bai Luo had a good conversation with each other, but they didn't notice that Han Cong had already taken advantage of going to the toilet, got up and quietly talked to a long-term entourage behind Zhu Qi who also went to the toilet, and quietly talked on the side of the courtyard.
"Brother, I'm from the Dark Thirty-Seven Group of Dizi A, what about you?" Han Cong neatly reported his origin.
"I'm from the Dark Twenty-fifth Group of Tianzi A." The shorter guard immediately revealed his origins.
The two of them were silent, exchanged a look, and quietly went back to their places.
The rules of the secret guard are that they can't casually reveal their mission, so the two of them simply reported their origins.
In the secret guard, the word heaven refers to the royal guard, and the word earth refers to the guard of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and regardless of the word of heaven or the word of the earth, the person who can have the number A secret guard to protect him must be the core figure of the royal or the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
This one alone contains enough information.
That Zhu Qi seemed to be very interested in rural affairs, and after chatting with Bai Luo for a few words, he talked to the old man very patiently, asking them about their usual rural anecdotes.
At this time, Chai Hu, who had been standing aside and wanted to speak, walked behind Bai Luo as if he had finally made up his mind, and quietly pulled Bai Luo's sleeve.
"Childe, come and have a look." Chai Hu leaned over and said softly in Bai Luo's ear.
Bai Luo glanced at Chai Hu, pursed his lips, and quietly got up and followed him.
Chai Hu took Bai Luo to the kitchen, frowned slightly, opened the rice jar in the corner of the room, and whispered to Bai Luo: "Young master, look." β
Bai Luo walked over, looked inside, there was no rice and no noodles in it, not even coarse grains, some were just yellow and rough rice bran, she reached out and grabbed two handfuls in the rice bran, thick and sharp.
"It's ...... Food? "Bai Luo, who was born in New China and grew up under the red flag, has never seen this kind of food.
"Well, when I was a kid at home, my grandfather ate this too," he said, opening the lid on the stove to see a bowl of pumpkin paste and two steamed chaff balls.
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