The sky of the wax moon is dark in a blink of an eye, there are few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally a few people appear, all of them are in a hurry, who else will run out of this ghost weather?

In the east city of Shenjing, there is a mansion covering an area of dozens of acres in the northeast direction of Dong'anmen of the imperial city, here is the mansion of Song Gan, the head of the household, a carriage came quickly, stopped in front of Song Qian's mansion, the guard who drove the car got off the carriage, walked up the steps quickly, and said a few words to the gatehouse, the gatehouse immediately opened the small door on the side, and the guard drove the carriage into the Song mansion.

Song Qian, the secretary of the household department, is a person who does practical things, and he has to look at the affairs of the household department one by one, that is, when Zhang Fu is in charge of the household department, he still has the final say in the affairs of the household department, not only because of their relationship, but also because Zhang Fu understands that Song Qian's method of handling it is the best, and every time it is a reply with three words: I know!

The household affairs were busy, and it was impossible to complete it during the day, so Song Qian would bring some official documents that were not too important back to the palace to deal with them, and the emperor and the cabinet also acquiesced in this matter.

Tonight, there were not many things in the household department, and Song Qian finished handling the government affairs early, and sat quietly in a chair by himself to close his eyes and recuperate.

Since he told Zhu Wuxiang, the king of Shu, the news that there were civilian chess pieces buried in the Imperial Forest Army, he obviously felt the alienation of Zhang Fu and the others, and even more sensed the killing intent from Wu Shichang's eyes, as well as the stumbling blocks behind their backs, which gave Song Qian a headache.

Especially the killing intent in Wu Shichang's eyes, this undoubtedly made Song Qian on guard, he understood that he had touched their bottom line, but he couldn't help it, this world was surnamed Zhu after all, and it was impossible for him to disobey the emperor's will, so he could only obediently help Zhu Wucheng, the king of Liang, to get familiar with the errand of mastering the household department, and he had already written a letter back to his hometown two days ago, so that they would not have to enter Beijing this year.

He couldn't afford to provoke Wu Shichang and others, so he could only try his best to protect his family, hoping that the emperor would be able to fulfill his promise in the future.

"Master, His Royal Highness King Liang has come down."

Suddenly, the butler's voice came from outside the door.

Song Qian came back to his senses from his contemplation, "Please come in." ”

The butler withdrew.

After a moment, Zhu Wucheng, the king of Liang, pushed open the door and walked in, and at a glance, he saw Song Gan standing there in a trance, and took two steps forward and arched his hand: "Lord Song." ”

Song Qian came back to his senses, stepped forward and arched his hand: "The minister will see His Royal Highness King Liang." ”

"I'm sorry I didn't say hello beforehand!"

"Your Highness is smiling, please be seated."

Zhu Wucheng sat down.

After a while, the butler served the two of them new tea and withdrew.

Zhu Wucheng picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and saw that Song Gan's face was not as kind and friendly as usual, and his face was indifferent, so he smiled and said: "Thank you Lord Song for taking care of me these days, and when the matter is over, this king will definitely ask his father to ask for credit for Lord Song!" ”

Song Qian pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Just forget about the merits, eat Junlu, and do your best." It's just a matter of duty. ”

"What is Lord Song worried about?"

Zhu Wucheng asked.

"There's nothing to worry about, it's already done."

Song Gan's voice was hoarse, revealing deep exhaustion, just now, he figured out that it was impossible to be in the same stream with Zhang Fu and Wu Shichang's generation, he had considered many possibilities, maybe the emperor could protect himself, but unfortunately this situation could only appear in a dream, he knew these people too well, once he felt that he was a threat to them, they would not let go of themselves, and only hoped that they could let go of their families.

Zhu Wucheng was shocked and hurriedly asked, "Lord Song, but what happened?" ”

Song Qian didn't talk, but smiled slightly: "Your Highness, but there is something you don't understand, it just so happens that the minister has nothing to do, maybe you can solve your Highness's doubts." ”

After a pause, Zhu Wucheng said: "Let's tell the truth to Lord Song, I'm here to send you a message, there is reliable news, Zhang Fu, Wu Shichang and others may be unfavorable to you, you must be careful, this king will enter the palace as soon as tomorrow morning, and ask my father to send a team of forbidden guards to the Song Mansion." ”

After listening to Zhu Wucheng's words, Song Qian calmed down and said to Zhu Wucheng: "Thank you Your Highness for your concern." But don't alarm Your Majesty with this kind of gossip, they are all well-educated people, how can they do such a thing, don't take it seriously. ”

Zhu Wucheng was silent.

Song Qian stood up, walked to the door in a few steps, and opened the door, "It's snowing, please go back!" ”

"Lord Song!"

Zhu Wucheng was anxious, "This king is here tonight to accompany Lord Song, and it will not be too late to leave when Ming'er's father sends the forbidden army." ”

"Next year will be another good year!"

Song Qian walked out of the study, stretched out a palm and then the snowflakes fell one after another, looking at the boundless black sky, and muttered: "Not long ago, there was a letter from my hometown, my granddaughter-in-law gave birth to a male baby, good, good!" ”

Hearing this, Zhu Wucheng understood, then gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "He dares, it is a capital crime to murder the family scrolls of court officials!" ”

"Your Highness, please go back, I'm tired, let's talk another day!"

After that, Song Qian was about to leave, but Zhu Wucheng hurriedly stepped forward to stop, "Lord Song, listen to me." ”

Song Qian looked Zhu Wucheng up and down, patted him on the shoulder again, and said with a smile: "What Shoufu said is right, the atmosphere of this court is going to change, and His Highness must work hard." ”

Zhu Wucheng was stunned, he didn't expect Song Gan to come out like this, Song Gan just walked a few steps, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly turned around and said: "Ming'er also invited His Royal Highness to my office for a visit, there is something to discuss." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Zhejiang's land tax matter."

In the red light of a lantern, snowflakes fell sparsely.

Zhu Wucheng sighed deeply and immediately strode towards the direction of the mansion gate.

After a while, Song Qian walked back, pushed open the door of the study with a "squeak", walked to the table and lit the lamp, and looked at the man in black sitting on the chair, "In the palace?" Or the Shu Palace? ”

The man in black didn't answer, stood up and walked over to Song Gan.

The man in black lifted his hood, Song Qian was stunned, he didn't expect it to be Jia Jue.

There was silence in the study, Jia Jue coughed, hugged his fists and said, "If you are helpless, please forgive Lord Song." ”

"Excuse the fart! You kid has climbed over the wall and entered the house, what else can I say? ”

Song Qian waved his hand and asked, "What's the matter?" Let's just say it. ”

Jia Jue said with some embarrassment: "I want to borrow something from Lord Song!" ”

"What's that?"

"Books."

Song Qian: "Oh? The old man wants to hear what kind of account book can make the world-famous Zhongwubo not hesitate to climb over the wall to break into the house and commit theft. ”

Jia Jue was not angry, and said with a slight smile: "An account book that records the collusion of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang families with the smuggling of bandits and pirates, especially the Wu family. ”

Hearing this, Song Gan's face was extremely gloomy, and he snorted: "Why didn't the old man know that there was such an account book!" ”

Jia Jue said with a smile: "The news of His Royal Highness King Liang's visit to the Song Mansion late at night is estimated to have spread, Lord Song should know who they are, no matter what you say or not, they will not let you go, although you are ready, and you have already seen life and death, but, your family in Wu County, are you really at ease?" Do you really believe that they will spare your family? Wu Shichang may let it go, but Zhang Fuke can't say for sure, you two are fellow villagers and classmates, you know too much! ”

Song Qian's demeanor was indeed a little abnormal, and Jia Jue continued: "What the Wu family did back then, Lord Song should be very clear, I want that account book to avenge my grandfather, and I won't implicate other people's families, I can swear." In addition, I promise that I will take care of Lord Song's family scrolls and will not let anyone hurt them in the slightest. ”

Song Qian didn't say anything, turned around and sat down on a chair under the window, bowing his head and pondering.

The study fell silent again, and the air seemed to have frozen.

After a while, Song Qian slowly raised his head, looked at Jia Jue quietly, sighed, and said, "Please!" ”

Speaking of this, Song Qian looked out of the door again, stroked his beard and smiled: "My house is really lively tonight!" ”

With that, he stood up and walked out as he said, "Let's go, it's too late." ”

......

After Zhu Wucheng, the king of Liang, walked out of the Song Mansion, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became, and he did not return to the mansion, but rushed directly to the imperial city.

When Li Xian, the deputy general of the forbidden army, led the forbidden army to the Song Mansion, he saw a scene that made him desperate, the entire Song Mansion had fallen into a sea of fire, looking at the raging fire, Li Xian walked back and forth irritably, and stomped his feet, "What a fucking bad luck!" ”