There was a deathly silence in the study, and the only sound that could be heard was almost the sound of the upper and lower teeth fighting, gurgling endlessly.

Cui Shilun is like a thorn in the back.

It's not that Cui Shilun doesn't have a city government, and he doesn't know if he pushes 625, the key is that the emperor has already defined things.

This is the same thing as Fang Hetong, it is said that this is true, as soon as the emperor Chrysostom opens, it has to come true even if it is fake!

"Cui Aiqing, you can figure it out, I'm very pleased, don't kneel, you can also sit on the ground, today is the first time you and I have chatted like this, and it is also the last time."

Cui Shilun acted according to his words, and he was quite emotional in his heart.

The emperor let out a sigh: "Cui Aiqing, do you know what I was thinking just now?" ”

Cui Shilun flattered: "Your Majesty's mind is the mind of the Son of Heaven, how can the meaning of the Son of Heaven be something that I, as a courtier, can figure out." ”

The Emperor sneered: "You... Just now I was loyal for a while, and this is to see that I am in a good mood, so you start fooling me again. ”

"Don't dare..."

"Don't dare? Otherwise, if you don't know how to figure out the holy will as a courtier, then what kind of official is it, you have to think through the emperor and study it clearly, this is a qualified courtier, isn't the way to be an official? ”

Cui Shilun is so embarrassed, he didn't expect the emperor to really speak freely, and he can say whatever he wants.

This... This... This...

Where is this emperor who can speak clearly?

However, Cui Shilun also noticed that the young emperor was different from what he imagined, he used to take a picture when the Qianqing Palace was in the court, and occasionally there were some important things, and they were all official, and he had never interacted with the emperor in private.

From this point of view, the young emperor still has something.

"Do you know why I like Fenghua Rain?"

"I don't know."

"Because Feng Huayu has always been casual with me, maybe in your opinion, he has a lot of faults and too many shortcomings, but how do you know that I like such a courtier."

Cui Shilun smacked his lips and said secretly: You have to like this, our door is full of scoundrels like Feng Huayu.

Fenghuayu's official reputation is really not good, to paraphrase a saying... The Qing official treats him as a bad person, and the corrupt official treats him as a good person, anyway, Zhu Bajie looks in the mirror, and he is not a person inside and out.

"I'm only fifteen years old this year, I hold an artifact in my hand, and I carry the sun and moon on my shoulders, and I'm in the mood to make so many twists and turns with you old courtiers, so I think it's better to be real."

Cui Shilun said with a clear conscience: "The minister must work hard and learn from Huayu..."

At this point, the emperor reached out and took the ginseng in Cui Shilun's hand, patted his ass and stood up.

"I took the ginseng for him, this is what you promised him, I don't think you are very suitable for this errand of the criminal department, this time it should be a lesson, you go home and wait for the news, and send 50,000 taels of silver to the palace when you turn around."

Cui Shilun was stunned at the time, why did he still lose his position?

But if he wanted to speak again, the emperor had already waved his hand to drive people away, and Cui Shilun didn't dare to make a mistake, so he went out with a sad face.

When the people left, the emperor said to himself, "Having said so much... I don't know if Cui Shilun understands it, and I don't know if I should create an image of a favorite minister for Brother Yu. ”

...

The words are divided into two ends, Feng Huayu is not in the imperial study, it is entirely because he has someone else to entertain.

It's not someone else, it's Jiang Wenzhong, the head of the household.

In the Imperial Garden of the Imperial Palace, Feng Huayu and Jiang Wenzhong walked side by side, watching the flowers.

"Brother Feng, aren't you poisoned, why do you still have the leisure to ask the old man to play in the imperial garden?"

"By the way, speaking of Brother Feng, you are really a saint, I heard that when the incident happened that day, His Majesty sent you several groups of palace people to take care of you, and now you are allowed to walk in the imperial garden, which looks like a person who has been dismissed."

Feng Huayu smiled: "Brother Jiang, isn't this the lice on the bald man's head, Fang Lin's matter is someone who wants to disgust me, I simply made a fuss about it, so that he can be happy, but I hope he can be so ruthless every time, the whole family of the Fang Mansion is more than 20 people, even with the innocent lives of the sect leader, he is really not afraid of losing people's hearts." ”

Jiang Wenzhong heard it very clearly, but he said it confusedly: "Brother Feng, isn't it an accident over there in the sect shop, I heard that someone said that he ate a poisonous mushroom by mistake." ”

Feng Huayu didn't answer Jiang Wenzhong's question, but instead stretched out his hand and pointed to a small pavilion not far away.

"Brother Jiang, do you know what that pavilion is?"

Jiang Wenzhong glanced at it: "I've heard a little, Brother Feng, you even know this?" ”

"I've been cultivating in the palace for so many days, of course, I've heard some anecdotes from Your Majesty, that pavilion is called the Selfless Pavilion, it was a place where the first emperor and his courtiers drank tea, and I heard that every courtier who drank tea finally went back with his pants wet."

Jiang Wenzhong said with emotion: "Alas... Speaking of which time was also impressive, although I did not have this honor, there were a few people who had drunk tea in the pavilion in the same year, and I witnessed them all with my own eyes, and those few people had weak legs for several days. ”

"Yes, it's been so many years, I remember that Brother Jiang is sixty-three this year, right?"

Jiang Wenzhong glanced at Feng Huayu suspiciously, this is all wrong, he is obviously only fifty-seven years old, how can he be six more years old out of thin air?

Jiang Wenzhong was just about to correct Feng Huayu's mistake, but suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind!

Fifty-seven?

It's sixty-three!

"Hahaha, there is Lao Feng's brother who remembers my age, I am really old, sometimes I am confused, and I told my wife two days ago that I am in my fifties, you can see that this brain is really useless."

Feng Huayu smiled: "Brother Jiang, the years are urging people to get old, or don't talk about these unhappy things, I think it's time for you to tease Sun, and you have to be entangled in trivial matters every day, today you and I finally got the grace of God to enjoy the flowers in the imperial garden, not to mention those upsetting things." ”

Jiang Wenzhong nodded: "Yes, yes, I'm ashamed, I've been an official for so many years, and I haven't been to this imperial garden once, and I have to be Brother Feng to show me the way." ”

"Eh, everything in the world is mutual, but then again, Brother Jiang has been up and down for so many years, and he is also a blessed person."

Jiang Wenzhong played with Fenghuayu in the Imperial Garden for half an afternoon, returned happy, and wrote an excerpt to the old man when he returned home.

As soon as the excerpt was handed over, it was approved, and the emperor was also very sorry for such an old minister, so he was reluctant, so he specially rewarded two thousand taels of silver, and made up for a vacant position of honor, and let Jiang Wenzhong return to his hometown.

At this time, the government and the opposition were a little restless, because Jiang Wenzhong's old man was almost spread together with the news that Cui Shilun went home to reflect.

In other words... Two vacancies have already appeared in the six Shangshu!