"Jimo Qinghe?" The audit was repeated.

Self-study will hand over the letter to the auditor.

"That's what the letter says."

Ji Xin took the letter and didn't say a word, and the aura around him gradually dimmed, and he looked at Ji Xian.

"If it's not a small salary, I'll go to the appointment tomorrow, you go to Ruilian Hall in advance, what will happen when we confront each other face to face?"

"This letter was not written by Kiyowa." Ji Xin suddenly spoke.

Doubts flashed in Zixiu's eyes.

"If it were him, he would never pick this time and use this method." Ji Xin looked at the letter in his hand.

"That?"

"Tomorrow you go to the appointment." Ji Xin turned to look at self-study. "Ruilian Hall is located in the prosperous area of the royal capital, there are Flying Feather Guards patrolling the city, there is Shuoge by my side, there are you, I want to see who wants to see you in the name of Qinghe."

"Okay," Zixiu nodded. "I'll be on time for my appointment tomorrow."

On the way back to the palace with Shuoge, Shuoge couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, do you really have no doubt about Lord Zuo Xiang?"

The moonlight was just right, and there was no one around, so Ji Xin stretched out his arms and stretched his waist, and then covered his hands on his chest, which was rare to be at ease.

"This king treats him as much as he treats you, and since you choose to trust, you will never doubt it again."

At this time, in the Ghost Face Mansion, there was a murderous atmosphere, and dozens of black-clothed people who were also wearing ghost faces knelt in the courtyard together.

"This must be a one-shot hit, only success, not failure!"

The ghostface snorted.

"Yes!"

Kaifeng walked over to the Ghostface from outside the courtyard.

"Elder, the letter has been delivered."

The ghost-faced man nodded, looked coldly at the man in black who was kneeling on the ground, and his heart was very happy, finally this day, this day, will soon change.

The second day was a day of good wind and smoothness, Futu saw that the weather was still good, so he asked to enter the palace to take care of the Qionghua he planted, the palace slaves took care of it well, and the Qionghua bloomed very brilliantly in the royal garden.

Ji Xin felt that it would be a pity if such a scenery could not be enjoyed by everyone, so he sent a message to the ministers who were not worthy of duty today to come to the Imperial Garden to enjoy it.

To be invited by the king to enjoy the flowers, such a lively is naturally everyone wants to come to see, and there are indeed a lot of people who come to see the salary, so the servants temporarily set up a platform in the imperial garden, and the province has no place to sit one by one.

Jimo Qinghe is the left phase, no need to sit on duty, naturally also come, the imperial garden is a place to collect all kinds of rare and exotic products, a hundred flowers compete for the fragrance of the wind permeated, that is, Moqing and a red Xuanwen cloud sleeve brocade dress came, as if the pearl and jade in the tile stone, he is a good lighter color on weekdays, whether it is a robe or a gorgeous costume are mainly white and blue, and now he accidentally wears a red dress, cold and indifferent between there is more extravagance and charm.

Futu looked at Jimo Qinghe and felt very familiar, and accidentally saw the salary audit that was listening to Zheng Xize's report, and suddenly realized.

Today, the king also wore a shirt embroidered with crimson gold thread and a hundred butterfly flowers, the sleeves were made wider than the ordinary, the cloud silk was dark and shiny, and a branch of golden phoenix flowers was obliquely slanted, hanging a thin wisp of silver tassels, and the thin powder was thin, which was the appearance of the city, and the perseverance between the eyebrows showed its sassy wind.

"The light is like the light clouds covering the moon, and the fluttering is like the flowing snow of the wind." One is clouds, the other is snow, this sentence is used to describe the king and Zuo Xiang, Futu thought to himself.

"Lord Zuo Xiang is here." Futu thought about stepping forward and said hello.

"Lord Fortu."

Jimo Qinghe nodded.

"It's just that my Qionghua has bloomed, and the king has invited all his ministers to watch, which is really a bit ashamed." Fortu smiled.

Jimo Qinghe also showed two smiles.

"The king is not a lover of the temperament, this flower is blooming so brilliantly, the affairs of the court and China are complicated, I want to come to the king and hope that the ministers can have a good time."

After that, he stepped forward and saluted the salary.

"The king is safe."

"Qinghe." Ji Xian raised his eyes with a slight smile, and Zheng Xize stepped aside when he saw this.

"Qinghe seems to be a little different today."

That is, Mo Qing and smiling Yan Yan.

"Fangfei is blooming in April, and the Qionghua day in the world, it is natural to be more solemn to invite this Qionghua to the king."

"Qinghe is really a wonderful person."

In a harmonious atmosphere, the officials who saw it around also laughed, only Zheng Xize stood aside and remained silent.

It is rare to get together like this, and the salary is very happy, and now it is to set up a banquet and drink the ministers, and all the ministers are all bowing their hands, only Jimo Qinghe, saying that he still has government affairs at night, and he can't stay in the palace.

Hearing Jimo Qinghe say this, Ji Xin chuckled in his heart, but he still had a smile on his face, and waved his hand to let him go down.

There was an agreement with the self-study that night, and the ministers drank less than halfway, and the salary was left first, and Zheng Xize saw the king leaving, and immediately followed.