readx;? Author: Skyrim Drive

Feng Ran hesitated, should he go back? But if he didn't report, how could he inform He Yue that he was coming? He could report to He Yue through Wind Garden, but Wind Garden was the place where He Yue used to imprison him, and what he brought to Wind Ran was a memory of shame, and Wind Ran didn't want to have anything to do with Wind Garden anymore. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info was undeciding what to do, and suddenly felt that someone was approaching behind him, and Feng Ran turned around, only to see that the hand of the person who came had already slapped down, but it was empty. When Feng Ran saw the person clearly, the empty hand of the person who came had been raised again and pointed to his lips, signaling him to silence, and the person who came took Feng Ran to the backyard of the yamen of the ministry.

The backyard of the yamen of the ministry is the place where the officials of the ministry deliberate, and a hall is divided into a number of small halls to facilitate the officials in charge of different affairs to discuss matters separately. The person who came took Feng Ran to one of the small halls and said with a smile: "Childe, you are finally back!"

Feng Ran also smiled lightly: "Well, I'm here." He is "coming", not "coming back", for the past three years, he has been recuperating in Xuanwu Mountain. The person who came was also a well-behaved person, so he smiled and said: "It's good to come, it's good to come, Your Majesty is looking forward to the son." ”

Feng Ran didn't answer, only looked at the person with a smile, and said, "Mr. has become an official, do you have to call Mr. an adult in the future?" Without waiting for the person to reply, Feng Ran smiled again: "Former Chen, I am no longer a son." In the future, I will be an official in the same hall as Lord Zhuang, and my lord can also call me an adult or a general. Master Zhuang is very old and I am very old, and I can also call the boy by his name, just don't call him Gongzi anymore. ”

Zhuang Wei was a little surprised, he always thought that Feng Ran was arrogant by nature, no one in his eyes, he couldn't imagine that Feng Ran was so easy to speak? He also smiled: "It's disrespectful to call your name directly, how old is the old idiot, so sell an old man, call you a little wind, how about it? Don't call me an old man or something, but also call him sir, listen kind." ”

"Very good. ”

Zhuang only asked Feng Ran to sit and said, "You sit down, and when you are old, go and make a pot of tea for Xiaofeng." ”

Thinking of the tea cup in the yamen, I don't know how many people have drunk it, although it has been washed, it is also dirty, Feng Ran hurriedly waved his hand: "No need, I will come to the ministry to report, and I will leave in a while." ”

Zhuang only knew everything about Feng Ran's temperament, and explained: "Your Majesty thinks about you every day, saying that you are almost here. for he made the old decay guard in the ministry every day. The old man knows Xiaofeng's rules, and if someone else uses it, he won't use it for you. The tea set is a new tea set brought from the garden by the old decay, and the tea leaves are still what you liked to drink before. ”

Wind dye: "......"

Although Feng Ran was in the palace when he was a child, he was young and didn't understand anything, and then he recuperated on Xuanwu Mountain for eight years, from seven to fifteen years old, and those eight years were the most critical period for the qualitative stereotype of life. Tea or meals are good or not, drinking in the mouth of the wind, there is no difference. He drank whatever tea people brewed, and he didn't particularly like it.

When Zhuang only made tea and brought it up, Feng Ran took a sip and said, "Yes...... What kind of tea came from the southern county?"

"It's called Fusheng tartary buckwheat tea, and it comes up from Luoxia County in the south, and it is said that it is excellent for nourishing qi and blood. ”

This tea has a fragrance of glutinous rice, it is very special, it is easy to remember after drinking, Feng Ran said: "I remember, I told you to share the rewards with the next people, how can there be?"

When the other officials and servants in the yamen heard the noise, they ran over to look, and one of them said, "Lao Zhuang, it turns out that you are hiding here and being lazy!

Zhuang Weiwei replied: "Hey, I have a friend here, let's talk, and I'll go out on an errand right away!" When the official left, Zhuang Weiwei watched the handymen clean up all the broken porcelain, closed the door, turned back to Fengran and smiled bitterly: "Xiaofeng, you are still this temperament! Your Majesty said that this tea nourishes qi and blood, and is sympathetic to the old age, and it is suitable to drink this tea." Not long ago, Kang Chengguo surrendered in Luoxia County, and Luoxia County asked the Minister of Negotiation to bring back a batch of new tea, and His Majesty rewarded these old teas to the old decay. The old man thought that his son liked to drink, so he brought it to his son to drink. As he spoke, the title went back again.

Feng Ran sat still, lowered his eyes and said, "Sir, I'm sorry...... Do you know what it's like to be bitten by a snake and be afraid of the well rope for ten years?"

"Oh? I thought that Xiao Feng Tian was not afraid, and the earth was not afraid, but he was afraid of His Majesty?"

Feng Ran shook his head slowly and said, "No. ”。 The feelings He Yue brought him were complicated, indescribably complicated. This time he came to Chenghua City, which was to move towards the established goal that he had discussed with He Yue, but Feng Ran felt a little empty-hearted. This time, he will face He Yue in the court, and face the ministers of Suoyun Kingdom who have blamed and framed him.

It has been more than ten days since he came to Chenghua City, and Feng Ran always used the excuse that he was busy settling down the personnel he brought from Chenghua City from Xuanwu County, and repeatedly delayed the time to report to the Ministry of Officials. However, those who can come from Xuanwu County to Chenghua City to be officials are all capable officials, do they need him to settle them down? Or, in his heart, do they want to drag on day by day?

In fact, from the first day he stepped into Chenghua City, he should have stood in the court of Suoyun Kingdom! What was he afraid of?

Fortunately, Zhuang only brought not only one tea cup, but took out another one, poured tea for Feng Dye and said: "You sit, bring me the paperwork, and the old man will go through the formalities for you." ”

"Sir is in the Ministry of Officials?...... Sir is a good hand at this...... But the power of a gentleman is not only in personnel. The gentleman should go to the cabinet to not yield to the gentleman's talent. ”

Zhuang Wei argued for He Yue: "You have to have qualifications to enter the cabinet, and you have to be old to enter the office, so you should have more experience below." ”

"Mr. Gao Shou?"

"Three out of fifty. ”

If you ask a 53-year-old man to go through the grassroots level and rise step by step, he may die before he can enter the cabinet. He Yue treats old people like General Manager Zhuang who have made great achievements, and they all demand that they rise step by step, and they are really selfless and tight! Feng Ran lowered his head and sipped tea, but did not speak, thinking: Should He Yue also be asked to start from the grassroots level? And then rise to the position of commander step by step with his military exploits? If that is the case, can Feng Meng support him until the moment when he becomes the commander? The key is that he knows that his life is short, how can he have time to fight for nothing?

Feng Ran slowly sipped the tea, waiting for the only thing in the village. I don't know if it's because the tea itself has a warm taste, or because the person who sent the tea reminded Feng Ran of the warm memories of the bitterness in the past, which made Feng Ran's heart calm down.

It didn't take much time for Zhuang Wei to complete the approval, official seal and other matters, and came back with the paperwork: "Xiaofeng can go to the military department to report." ”

Feng Ran got up, thanked Zhuang for the only tea, and said, "You tell him that I will go to the court tomorrow." ”

"Where does Childe live?

Feng Ran said with a smile: "It's all said, I'm not a son anymore, I am a minister in the same hall as Mr., I am no longer a master and servant, Mr. does not have to be formal." Ming'er, I'll go by myself, or is my husband afraid that I'll slip away?"

After waiting for more than 30 days, he finally waited for the wind to dye the court, He Yue sat in the court, Mingli couldn't say anything, and secretly felt that he was really about to break the autumn water.

Only those with four or more official ranks are qualified to go directly to the court to discuss affairs, and officials and local officials who are not enough to have four grades can only write a recital, which will be reviewed by the cabinet before being submitted to the emperor. Therefore, although Feng Dye is qualified to go to the court, in the court, the four-rank official is the lowest rank, ranking last, plus Feng Dye is a military position, and it is ranked after the civil service, and Feng Dye is ranked at the end of the court.

After three bows and nine knocks, three shouts of long live, and all the ministers were flattened, they should have shouted at the inner attendant of the celebrant first: His Majesty the Emperor is coming to the court, there is something to start, and there is nothing to retreat from the court! He Yue did not wait for the inner attendant of the ceremonial to howl, and said first: "Deputy Xiao cavalry staff leads the wind and dyes, and the matter is close to the front. ”

The name Wind Dye has been circulated several times in the Fengmeng Continent, but there are not many people who have seen Wind Dye, which makes people full of curiosity. Feng Ran did not come out of the line from the audience, because he was in the court, and did not march to fight, so he only wore a samurai robe, and there was no armor outside, knelt down and kowtowed: "The subordinate and deputy cavalry lead Feng Ran to obey the order." Then he stood up, straightened up, and walked forward. The samurai robe is different from the child's robe, in order to facilitate the samurai to fight at any time, the cut and sewing are quite close-fitting, with a small collar, a waist and trousers, which looks heroic and neat. The robes of the four military attachés are dark red, and the back of the samurai robes are embroidered with gold and silver threads to symbolize the status of the four military attachés.

All the ministers looked back at the wind and dye: oblique eyebrows, straight nose bridge, thin lips, handsome and thin, refreshing and hard, like a piece of beautiful jade, clear and crystalline, but also cold, hard and brittle. The tall and thin body, wrapped in the crimson four-grade military attache robe, with a gesture, is a dragon and a tiger leaping, with a modest and powerful demeanor, a shallow smile on the corner of his lips slightly concealed the fierceness of the wind dye, and in the attention of the ministers, he walked forward calmly and generously.

When he walked to the second-grade queue, Deng Jiarui, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites in the queue, was dizzy because of his old eyes, and when Feng Ran approached, he saw Feng Ran's appearance clearly, stared at Feng Ran in surprise, and said, "You, you are, that man...... Woo!" A person next to him was quick to cover Dungarry's mouth and forcibly covered the word!

Feng Ran stopped, swept his eyes to Deng Garry, and said with a slight smile: "What does this adult want to say that the lower official is a man?" Although he lived in seclusion for three years, after all, there were still many ministers who had seen him, and sooner or later someone would question him, and this matter could not be avoided, so it was better to face it as soon as possible.