Night.

Just when Song Lanyi was still complaining, the Yan Guogong Mansion was brightly lit.

In a courtyard, people are coming in and out, and it looks very lively.

Just walked into the house, but the atmosphere seemed a little dignified.

Yan Qingfeng had a thick bandage on his head, and his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water.

Song Lanyi...... The daughter of this village girl...... How dare you hurt me like this! ”

Yan Luoshui sat on the side, pursed his lips, and looked down on this brother.

She snorted, "Brother, how old are you, you can't even beat Song Lanyi." ”

When Yan Qingfeng heard this, he only felt a rush of anger rushing up from his heart.

He squinted at his sister, his heart was bored for a while, and he couldn't help blurting out what he was thinking, "How good can you be yourself?" Can't even compare to Zhou Xi, still want to compare with Song Lanyi? Not to mention anything else, just her literary name is not something you can compare! ”

These words obviously stung Zhou Xi, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she turned her head to look at Xie Furui on the side, "Mother, look at him!" ”

Xie Furui rubbed her eyebrows, her expression showing exhaustion.

"Alright, stop making a fuss. This is what makes you mess up! How do I teach you? ”

Xie Furui tugged at the corners of her lips slightly, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, "Wait, you are the eldest grandson of the Yan family, and your grandfather will not let this matter go so easily." ”

Speaking of this, Yan Qingfeng's eyes lit up.

He could almost predict that tomorrow morning, Song Lanyi would be impeached by many officials.

Thinking about it like this, the depression in his heart dissipated a lot, and he wished that now was tomorrow.

Pity...... He has no official position for the time being, and he cannot go to the early court.

Meanwhile.

The homes of several officials in Shangjing have received Hongyan brocade books.

These officials include senior officials of the third rank and above, and there are also speech officials who are known for their sharp speech.

The moment these people opened the brocade book, their faces all changed dramatically.

Just because at the end of the envelope, there is a breath as a signature.

This breath ...... It's a medicine saint!

They began to read the book with bated breath.

It must be a big deal for all the saints to do it.

However, when they read the contents of the envelope, their expressions became extremely strange.

So...... The Medicine Saint said so much, just to let them help Song Lanyi get angry?

The faces of these adults all showed a look of laughter and tears.

Who is this Song Lanyi who is sacred, and how much energy she has to make the saints speak for her?

Tomorrow they will have to meet well.

Day 2.

Mao time.

Song Lanyi yawned and sat in the carriage that belonged to her.

Steward Wang, with an old father's heart, couldn't help but be a little worried in his heart, and was also waiting in the carriage.

Song Lanyi was sleepy-eyed, and yawned again.

Steward Wang was distressed, but he couldn't stop it.

When Song Lanyi was wearing a cyan official uniform and stepped out of the carriage, the cool morning breeze hit, and Song Lanyi felt a little more sober.

She tugged through her sleeve and pulled out a booklet.

As the booklet opened, there were portraits on it, as well as the names of the people corresponding to the portraits, official positions, cultivations, and so on.

She held the booklet and saw the people around her, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

Isn't this the Imperial Envoy of the Inspectorate?

She herself is at most a non-staff person.

But that's real.

Not to mention the Wei Cong next to him, he is the elite of the elite.

He once single-handedly defeated three uncles, one marquis, three Zhengsanpin officials, and countless other officials.

I heard that he has recently geared up to join the Yanguo Mansion, so that he can add another brilliant stroke to his resume.

Song Lanyi greeted warmly, "Good morning, Master Wei." ”

Hearing this, Wei Cong's eyebrows twitched.

He looked at Song Lanyi with a slightly complicated look.

This is Song Lanyi that the medicine saint wants him to take good care of?

This is what the medicine saint said in the envelope, the shy and shy, simple and kind Song Lanyi?

This is what the medicine saint keeps saying, Song Lanyi who was bullied by the Yan family?

But now it seems that this little girl is not shy at all, she is very lively and cheerful.

And according to the news he inquired about yesterday, Song Lanyi and Yan Qingfeng fought against each other and didn't suffer any losses.

Where is the pity?

Wei Cong coughed lightly twice and said reservedly, "Lord Song is also fine." ”

After speaking, he asked casually, "I heard that Lord Song and the Yan family had a conflict yesterday, I wonder if Lord Song is okay?" ”

Song Lanyi felt that Wei Cong would come to trouble.

She was about to say that.

She immediately smiled and said, "Lord Wei cares about the people, even if he is busy, he also finds time to pay attention to some people's livelihoods." It is said that seeing the subtleties and peeking at the leopard in the tube, it can be seen that Master Wei pays attention to the people's livelihood and cares about the people, and can be regarded as a generation of ministers. ”

Master Wei: ...... Are you a speech officer or am I a speech officer? Your little mouth is like honey, and you can horn more than me.

Wei Cong really felt that Song Lanyi went to the Hanlin Academy to repair books.

If you have this ability, of course you should come to their inspectorate.

The two chatted and chatted, even if Wei Cong looked at Song Lanyi with scrutiny, he had to admit that Song Lanyi was indeed qualified to go to Hanlin Academy.

But being knowledgeable, seeing the world, and being proficient in these three points is enough to make people sigh.

When Song Lanyi found her position, she stopped talking, but followed the example of everyone, lowered her head, and waited for the arrival of the early dynasty.

The morning sun danced on the horizon, until at some point, the great sun jumped out of the horizon as if bathed in golden light.

The rays of the sun shone along the eaves of the Taihe Hall and shone on Song Lanyi's face, faint, without temperature, only a sense of majesty and inviolability.

It seems to mean the pinnacle and supreme right in this world.

Emperor Amaterasu's golden sword sits on the dragon chair in the Taihe Palace.

In the distance, a shrill voice was heard.

"There is a book, but there is no book!"

There was a moment of silence below.

Some people were eager to say something, but they didn't speak.

It wasn't until a while later that Yan Guogong stood up with a complicated expression, sighed, and said in a deep voice, "The old minister wants to be impeached...... Song Lanyi of Hanlin Academy. ”

When Emperor Amaterasu heard this, he didn't show a surprised expression.

Instead, he glanced at the chamberlain beside him, and there was a hint in his smile that it was indeed so.

Emperor Amaterasu leaned back slightly, adjusted his posture, and said lazily with the attitude of listening to the story, "Does Yan Guogong have any thoughts about Yuanjia?" ”

Hearing the word "Yuanjia", Yan Guogong was stunned, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.

Your Majesty has ...... Do you trust this Song Lanyi so much?

(End of chapter)