Such an appropriate display of weakness made Jiang Shen very useful, and he couldn't help but hook his lips and smile with relief.

But no matter how happy he is in his heart, he still has his senses, and he will never be coaxed by Han Changdu's soft words, and with Han Changdu's words, he said anxiously: "What you said is not unreasonable, but when the scholar leaves the Gongyuan, he will never do a search again, but it is the number house, and after the scholar leaves, he can still search carefully." ”

Han Changdu's thin lips were pursed very tightly, and he secretly scolded the old fox, he originally wanted Jiang Shen to say that he would search at will, but now it seems that he can't.

Meng Sui, who had been standing behind Han Changwan and pretending to be dumb, almost burst out laughing.

How long has it been since he has seen his own son look so angry and deplorable?

It seems that in the past, it would only be like this when I met Yao Qi, but now it's good, and there is another Jiang Shen.

Mu Rongxi looked at Jiang Shen in surprise, poured a cup of tea with a calm expression, handed it to Han Changdu, and added another knife: "Lord Han, with the ability of the Internal Security Division, there will be no fish that slip through the net, don't be anxious." ”

Han Changdui's face was pale, but it was not easy to attack, his serious smile slowly solidified, and he grinded his teeth and said: "What the lord said is that in this case, the lower officials will first inquire about the forbidden army and the internal guards." ”

Jiang Shen and Mu Rongyan's faces remained unchanged, and they nodded in unison.

Han Changdui stood up with a heavy face, his steps were like the wind, and the lamp and candle he brought shook fiercely.

The huge shadow cast on the plain white wall changed shape with a treacherous movement.

The sound of the door slamming sounded, revealing Han Changdu's state of mind at the moment.

Mu Rongyan frowned, and hesitated in a low voice: "Pavilion Elder, the internal guard has always had a bad heart. He said that, and looked at the door in fear.

Jiang Shen raised his hand: "Don't worry, this is originally a matter of each performing its own duties, even if it is reported to the sage, it will not be able to say a single typo in this pavilion." ”

Hearing Jiang Shen's words, Mu Rongyan opened his mouth, a little unsure why he did this.

The provincial test is not a matter of a certain person or a certain office, it is the net worth and life of these thousands of officials and soldiers, and if you are not careful, it is not a certain person or a certain government office that will be held accountable, but everyone.

Jiang Shen glanced at Mu Rongshu lightly: "Sanlin, are you unable to figure it out?" ”

Mu Rongyan lowered his eyes: "Pavilion Elder, the lower officials don't dare." ”

Jiang Shen smiled, his eyes had gone through vicissitudes, and that smile also contained a deep meaning: "Sanlin, at this time, it is indeed the concerted efforts of the whole court, but you can't just look at the present, you can't just look at how to get through this difficulty, you have to see what you have to pay and what you want to get after this." ”

Mu Rongyan's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized.

Ginger is still old and spicy.

It's not that the elder pavilion is unwilling to accept Han Changdu's words, but he has no bargaining chips, how to accept it.

He knew it well, but he couldn't say it so straightforwardly, so he only nodded in admiration: "What Elder Ge said is that if this matter is not handled well, I am afraid that the saint will be angry, so we must indeed be cautious and careful, and take precautions." ”

Jiang Shen put down the cup, made a gentle bumping sound, and said lightly: "It's good that you understand the hard work of this pavilion, go and rest, tomorrow the scholars will leave, and there will be busy." ”

After Mu Rongyan left, the room suddenly fell silent, and the sound of burning incense in the Boshan furnace was also amplified, making it ethereal and clear.

Jiang Shen's face, which had been holding up, suddenly collapsed, and all the heavy thoughts spread out in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

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He tapped his fingers lightly, his brow furrowed and loosened, and finally grabbed the cup and smashed it hard.

With a "snap", snow-white broken porcelain pieces splashed everywhere, and Jiang Shen's face slowly improved.

Jiang Shen was smothering his hair and smashing things in the room, and Han Changdu's mood was not very good, so he went upstairs with his hands behind his back and endured his anger.

Han Changdui was really angry, but he also knew that he, a little fox in his twenties, was still not ruthless enough to calculate the old fox in his fifties.

Yao Qi and Meng Sui cleaned up the next morning, eating snacks and drinking tea in the room, and when they saw Han Changdui walking in with a black face, they knew that he had returned.

Yao Qi threw a handful of melon seeds into the plate and clapped his hands: "Did the talk collapse?" ”

Han Changwan frowned: "Why do I think you are so happy that the talk has collapsed?" ”

Yao Qi waved her hand again and again, and her strong desire to survive made her seriously deny: "You are an illusion, oh no, it is an illusion." ”

Meng Sui burst out laughing, and noticed that Han Changdui glanced at him lightly, the smile on his face froze in an instant, and he hurriedly sat upright, and the melon seeds in his hand were not fragrant.

Han Changdui bent his fingers and tapped the book case, thinking: "He just thinks that the chips are not big enough, and the risks he has to take are too great, so he wants to get away with it." ”

Yao Ji blinked: "Then what does he want?" ”

Han Changdui said casually: "He wants a cabinet position." ”

"......" Yao Qi was dumbfounded: "The heart is too big." ”

Han Changwan nodded: "I'm still too kind." ”

"......" Yao Qi looked at Han Changdui with a ghost-like gaze: "My lord, do you have any misunderstanding of kindness?" ”

Meng Sui snorted and laughed again.

His own son is indeed incompatible with the word kindness.

At most, it is a black sesame rice ball, white on the outside and black as carbon on the inside.

Han Changwan glared at Yao Qi and the others fiercely: "Are you very idle, don't you go to prepare!" ”

Yao Qi and Meng Sui looked stunned and fled.

The lights were turned off in the room, and it was pitch black, and the glass windows were faintly white by the moonlight, and the white light was like rippling water, staining the strip under the window and the two floor tiles under the strip.

After working in the middle of the night, Jiang Shen was overly sleepy, slept very shallowly, and tossed and turned not so peacefully.

The latch didn't know what was picking it open, but it didn't fall to the ground, it just hung on the door and crumbled.

With a "squeak", the tightly closed door was pushed open, and an equally dark figure flashed in from the dark corridor, and the only light was the cold sword in the man's hand, flashing with cold light.

The man in black stood on tiptoe, turned sideways slightly, held the cold sword horizontally in front of him, and quietly touched the bed step by step.

Seeing the brocade quilt bulging on the bed, the man in black raised his sword.

The cold light flashed, stinging people's eyes.

Jiang Shen had been sleeping unsteadily, and the slight clanging sound of raising his sword sounded, and he had already woken up, still in chaos, and his eyes were pierced by the cold light.

His cold eyes on the man in black frightened a spirit, and his mind was suddenly completely chaotic.

The sharp sound of the wind with a bloody breath rushed towards him, and Jiang Shen tried his best to twist his old body, which was not so flexible, and rolled from one end of the bed to the other.

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The sword stabbed into the air, stabbed into the bed, and slid downward.

"Stab", the cold sword stabbed very deeply, and cut a big hole in the brocade quilt and mattress together.

Jiang Shen rolled under the bed with a puff, ran out barefoot, and shouted in horror: "There are assassins, catch assassins, catch assassins." ”

He was so anxious that his head was covered with sweat, and the moonlight came in through the window and fell on his face, blue and white.

A sharp gust of wind forced on him, and he clumsily dodged left and right.

He has been pampered for many years, he is a little older, his body is not as flexible as that of a young man, the room is pitch black, he dodged in the dark, and accidentally knocked down the Hu bed table, and there was a bang.

The man in black was not merciful at all, the black face towel covered most of his face, and his eyes were cold and full of murderous light.

Jiang Shen stumbled for a moment, subconsciously turned his head, met those eyes, and was suddenly frightened, desperately screaming and fleeing to the door.

The cold sword in the black-clothed man's hand swung rapidly, and the gusts of wind became sharper, and several gusts of wind fell on Jiang Shen's body.

There were a few soft pops, and the green lotus-colored bedclothes were torn in response, and he could feel the hot pain on his back, and something wet flowed down, and a faint bloody breath washed away the smell of agarwood incense.

His heart sank.

It's over, it's over.

"Help, there are assassins, there are assassins, come and catch the assassins." Jiang Shen shouted louder, almost using all his strength to shout for help, only a few shouts, and his voice was already hoarse.

When his voice was hoarse, Jiang Shen's calf suddenly twitched, his left foot tripped over his right foot, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

This heel fell extremely hard, Jiang Shen's bones were like cracks, he couldn't get up after crawling a few times, his eyes widened, and he watched in despair as the man in black raised his cold sword high.

The cold light flashed in the cloudy eyes.

His heart sank to the bottom.

It's over, it's over.

Now my life can't be saved.

At that moment, hurried and messy footsteps sounded outside the door.

There was a loud bang, and the half-hidden door was kicked open.

The cold sword in the hand of the man in black also stabbed Jiang Shen in the chest.

The moonlight entered through the window and shone on the sword, and the sword body shook slightly, refracting the cold light.

Jiang Shen subconsciously closed his eyes.

Only two collision sounds were heard, and there was no expected sharp pain in his chest, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that the cold sword in the hand of the man in black was knocked away by something.

Jiang Shen turned his head and saw Han Changdui standing at the door of the room like a god and Buddha, the bow in his hand was drawn into a full moon shape, and then he let go.

With another "Zheng" sound, an arrow shot quickly towards the man in black, piercing his shoulder with lightning speed.

The man in black "Tengteng" took a few steps back, snorted, and quickly jumped out of the window with his shoulders covered.

Blood fell from where he had just stood to the lattice, and it was sprinkled all over the floor.

Han Changdui staggered into the room, his face was full of anxiety, even his eyes were on fire, and he asked Jiang Shen in fear: "Ge Lao, Ge Lao, how are you, are you injured?" ”

After escaping from death, Jiang Shen's face turned pale, and he let out a breath, and he didn't even have the strength to get up, and waved his hand weakly: "No, it's okay, it's okay." ”

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