When Lin Boqin went back, it was already three watches.

The spring was cold, but he didn't feel cold, and his palms were full of sweat.

Yang Lahu Yu followed behind him, wanting to ask, but he didn't dare, so the three of them went to the yamen silently all the way without speaking.

Lin Boqin's mood was extremely complicated.

King Mu Xian said a lot to him today, in addition to telling Emperor Jianwu that he was not the first emperor's own secret, and also about his remarks about ascending the throne one day and ruling the world. Now that the sea is wasted, the household registration has been halved, and the people should be lightly paid and rested, many points of view, Lin Boqin also thinks it is very feasible.

He went to the banquet today, and he could no longer protect himself.

Not to mention that after learning so many secrets, it was the matter that King Mu Xian asked him to do, which was very tricky.

Taking advantage of the position of Dali Temple, he privately investigated the official of the five products of the central government, Lu Guinian.

Lin Boqin didn't know that this was King Mu Xian's test for him. It's true that you're thirsty for talent, and it's true that you're planning for design. He wants to see if he has the ability to let him reuse.

If you can't find out where the thousand-mile map of rivers and mountains lost in Lu Guinian is, let alone the steady progress, whether his life can be saved is a question. King Mu Xian told everything, which was to force him into an alley, leaving no way back.

Either he is a mediocre man and ends up secret; Either he's a virtuous man and works for him.

There are only two options: life or death.

The night breeze is cold.

Lin Boqin walked along the long, quiet street, holding a lantern, somewhat aimlessly.

He thought of the past.

When I returned from the county office, it was already completely dark and there was still light snow. Chu Cheng would bring an oil-paper umbrella to pick him up and go home, he held the umbrella, Chu Cheng held his arm, and said some interesting stories about the neighbors, the ground was covered with snow, although it was very cold, but the heart was warm.

But now......

Lin Boqin walked for a moment, feeling that there was a lot of wind in his robe, and it was extremely cold.

"Your Excellency?"

He stopped suddenly, and Hu Yu and Yang La hurriedly asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

Lin Boqin came back to his senses, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Do you know anything about Lu Guinian, a member of the Ministry of Rites?" ”

These two have only been in the capital for a short time, and they have almost figured out all the official locations, and if there is anything they don't know, it may be helpful to ask them.

Yang La shook his head and said that he didn't know, but Hu Yu said: "I have heard the name of this person, and I heard that this person is a foreign minister in the Ministry of Rites, and he is also a discipline department, which is a beautiful difference!" ”

Hearing the words "Jiaofang Division", Yang La laughed.

It is known that the Department of Rites is under the control of the Ministry of Rites, and originally raised a group of musicians to play music during celebrations or to welcome VIPs. Later, the officials were punished for favoritism and greed, and the wives and daughters with good colors would be assigned to the teaching department to serve as officials. Prostitute. Why is it said that the correctional department is a beautiful difference? It's because you can play casually.

"Lu Guinian's father was the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and after his death, he appointed Lu Guinian to continue to serve as the secretary of the discipline workshop." When Hu Yu said this, he paused slightly, "Maybe Lu Guinian is dead, and his son will also take care of it!" ”

"Who is his son?"

"The famous gentleman in the capital, Lu Feixing."

Hu Yu knew this person because he loved to listen to gossip, and he had been talking about those officials in Dali Temple for a long time, and he was chatting about everything. This Lu Feixing is famous, because he loves to linger in the flowers, and he slept all over the large and small Qinglou and small pavilions in the capital, and only the day before yesterday did he hear the guard say that this person had a drenching certificate, and he was not well treated for a long time.

Yang La said in disgust: "Looking for flowers and asking willows all day long, it's strange that there is no drenching certificate." ”

Lin Boqin frowned and secretly wrote down the person's name.

It was already late when he returned to Dali Temple, and Lin Boqin fell asleep tiredly, planning to thoroughly investigate the matter again early tomorrow morning. However, when he woke up the next day, he received a holy decree that Emperor Jianwu invited him to the palace.

Zhuang Huai was ready to come over early in the morning to invite him to a banquet, and when he heard that he was invited by the emperor this time, he shook his head and sighed and left.

Lin Boqin put on an official uniform and entered the palace, but he didn't expect that the eunuch who led the way was Qin Gao that day.

Qin Gao was slightly stunned when he saw Lin Boqin, then put the floating dust on his elbow, and said with a smile: "Yo, Lord Lin was received by the emperor this time, and this is to rise to the top step by step." We are here, congratulations in advance! ”

Lin Boqin still remembers that he helped Chu Cheng to leave, and his face was arrogant. Now that it's complimented, it's just the slightest bit like it was back then.

It is worthy of being a human spirit in the palace.

If it was in the past, Lin Boqin would never have paid attention to these people, not even a second glance, but now, he is the head of the chin and said: "Xie Qin's father-in-law is auspicious." ”

He even wanted to ask, Chu Cheng was in the palace...... How's it going?

Fortunately, there was still reason, so this inappropriate remark was not spoken.

When he arrived at the imperial study, Emperor Jianwu looked extremely luxurious in a bright yellow dragon robe, he was holding a wolf pen in his hand, and he was writing something on the desk, and Prime Minister Song Cheng stood on the side with his hands down.

Lin Boqin knelt down and said, "Weichen Lin Boqin, see the emperor." ”

Emperor Jianwu waved his hand, raised his pen and said, "Flat." Lin Qing, I have heard that you have advanced calligraphy attainments, come here, take a look at these words for me, how do you write? ”

Lin Boqin bowed forward, but saw that Emperor Jianwu wrote the words of the white-clothed minister, "I plan to get drunk with the madness, and I will sing about the wine, and the strong music is tasteless." ”

This word is already graceful, but Emperor Jianwu writes extremely domineering, and if he lacks a beautiful melancholy, he can't understand the true meaning between the words. He paused slightly, and then arched his hand and said: "Your Majesty, this glyph is excellent, but there is one point, Weichen doesn't know whether to talk about it." ”

Emperor Jianwu nodded: "To put it bluntly." ”

Lin Boqin first praised his chic handwriting, and then said what he had just seen, and after Emperor Jianwu heard it, he was not angry, but said: "Lin Qing's words are extremely true, it seems that the next time I write, I will pay attention to the context of the poem." ”

Emperor Jianwu was in a good mood, and pulled Lin Boqin to discuss poetry and songs, and did not let him out of the palace until the sun was waning.

Before leaving, he was rewarded with a jade pen, and Lin Boqin couldn't help but feel complicated when he held it in his hand.

When he left the palace, he couldn't help but look back, but saw that the palace was deep, with red walls and glazed tiles, and there was no figure he wanted to see, so he sighed slightly.

As soon as Lin Boqin left, Chu Cheng took a group of palace maids from Ulala, carrying palace skirts, and broke into the imperial study.

"Princess! Princess! Huanyue Xixing couldn't pull her at all, so she had to shout in the back, "Don't contradict the emperor!" ”

Chu Cheng was also very angry.

She didn't care about the etiquette that had been tense these days, and shouted to Emperor Jianwu: "Father! What do you mean by that? Erchen is still injured, but you responded to Taishi Chen's excerpt to the palace? And let Chen Yu'an escort his sons all the way? ”

Emperor Jianwu was stunned, put down his pen and said in a deep voice: "Huarong, shouting, what kind of system?" ”

"Father asked Chen Yu'an to escort his son alone, is it a system?"

Emperor Jianwu frowned when he heard this: "Chen Yu'an's martial arts are good, so he specially asked him to protect you." There are dozens of officials who go to the palace, large and small, and everyone is watching, what are you afraid of? ”

Of course Chu Cheng is afraid!

I'm afraid that hundreds of officials will think that her marriage with Chen Yu'an is a certainty. She painstakingly distanced herself from Chen Yu'an, and finally few people talked about her marriage, if he came to escort her all the way, it would be all ruined!

Chu Cheng was about to argue, but Emperor Jianwu slapped the table suddenly: "Huarong, don't mess around anymore!" You are not too young, and I have already discussed with your mother that I plan to let you and Yu An marry in mid-June. At that time, I will set up a princess's mansion on Chang'an Avenue alone, and I will never wronged you. ”

"Father, son-in-law doesn't ......" Chu Hui's eyes fell on the table, and she was stunned.

The rice paper pressed under the paperweight on the table had a poem written on it, but it was Fan Chuan's "Farewell".

Chu Cheng stepped forward, took out the rice paper, stroked the familiar handwriting on it, and muttered: "The candle has the heart to say goodbye, and weep for others until dawn." ”

The tip of her nose was sour, but she thought in her heart that Fan Chuan couldn't bear to part, and he was reluctant to let his beloved backfire, and Lin Boqin ...... Who are you reluctant to give?

Emperor Jianwu said: "Lin Boqin, who was highly recommended by Prime Minister Song Cheng, I have seen it, and he is indeed extraordinary, and he is a talent. He paused for a moment, and then asked, "Huarong, you have dealt with him, tell me, how is this person?" ”

Chu Cheng did not answer immediately.

She resents him and hates him, but if she expresses her disgust, Lin Boqin's career will be over.

Xu is this poem is written too well, Chu Cheng lowered her eyes, and said lightly: "Self-denial, honesty and integrity...... smiled bitterly, "Even without favoritism, almost ruthless." ”

Emperor Jianwu bowed his head and said in a deep voice: "It's good, but I will never reuse it!" ”

His face darkened, and from Chu Cheng's stunned gaze, he took out the rice paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it out of the window in disgust.