"What the hell is going on!" Gui Fu walked around the palace, glaring at the ministers full of ministers with a pair of angry eyes, "A play, you don't even ask about his details, you hurriedly ask the emperor for instructions, and there is no one in the past dynasties who is like you!" ”

"Captain, this is our negligence...... Hong Lishen had no choice but to come out and confess, "But this is the person named by General Liu, and the lower officials don't want to say much, so they don't think too much about it." ”

"The responsibility is on Yoo Sang-ye, right?" Katsura yelled.

"The little one has no such meaning......"

"It's too late to say this! Don't grind, hurry up and think of a way, don't let the emperor embarrass this face for you! Keisuke slammed the table a few times.

Hong Lishen was so scolded that his whole face turned pale, and he was stunned and didn't say a word.

Li Wenshou was clearer in his mind and said the only feasible proposal: "Otherwise...... Annoyed Your Majesty to issue another decree, and give this Cai Xianqing a regular name, and the official in charge of the Ministry of War will be able to accept it calmly. ”

When Gui Fu heard his words, he felt a lot more relieved, so he raised his head and scanned everyone: "How about Vice Li's idea of participating in politics?" ”

"Good, good." Hong Lishen and others echoed again and again.

"Let's do it." As soon as he waved his hand, the ministers withdrew.

"Old Cai," Ye Yongjia opened the door of the study, stifled a smile, and looked at Cai Xianqing with a serious face, "The court has something to look for you." ”

"Good or bad?" Cai Xianqing took off his Western glasses and walked over, "Could it be...... The edict of the improved status is coming? ”

"I don't know, maybe it's a good thing." After Ye Yongjia finished speaking word by word, he hurriedly turned around and laughed.

Cai Xianqing was still anxious, pulled his shoulder and asked, "Alas, Tinglong, are you true?" ”

"It's not just true, it's a double happiness!" Ye Yongjia said, "You first go to worship the decree of the grant, and then go to Lord Jie's place to receive the official uniform, and you will be a serious person if you do a job here in the future!" ”

Cai Xianqing opened his mouth wide, his eyes were shining with golden light, his trembling fingers crossed the bridge of his nose, pointed at himself and muttered a few words, then patted his chest and laughed heartily.

"Good!" He walked around the house twice, then stomped his foot again, "Okay! ”

"Fuck, I'm not a drama from now on!" As he spoke, he wanted to pick off the brown shorts on his body, "Look who doesn't call me master, call me lord!" They finally didn't dare to expose my shortcomings...... Relieve gas, relieve gas! ”

"You'll need to put it on for a while, and it's not too late to change it in a moment." Ye Yongjia hurriedly pressed his hand.

Xianqing raised his hand: "I understand, this dress can't be thrown away." Keep it, keep it as a souvenir! He urged Ye Yongjia to lead the way in front and strode out of the study by himself.

'I am a grass citizen Cai's harmonious Mu Junchen, meritorious to the dynasty, although the cold is also able to work wisely, the humble can still worry about the court, its heart can be learned, and I want to praise it. Therefore, it is advisable to consult the ministers and adopt the opinions of the public, and it is appropriate to return to their homes. Now I give him a good citizen, don't be disappointed! ’

Cai Xianqing's mind kept coming up with these words. Although he was old and had a poor memory, the sonorous words of the messenger were still like engraved inscriptions, which he could not forget.

"Master Cai, Jiegong told you to put on your clothes quickly." A small official held a box containing an official uniform and hat and urged.

"Ahh Cai Xianqing is not used to the title of 'adult', "Call me?" ”

"Yes."

Cai Xianqing smiled, he took the official uniform very happily, put it on his body, supported his arms vigorously, and pulled every fold on the clothes before it was finished.

He finally took the official hat, carefully rubbed the black veil on it, and then held it high above his head and placed it on his head.

"Mirrors or not?"

"Yes. Look, my lord. The little official took the bronze mirror casually and looked at his face, and it was really full of spring.

This 'gorgeous' outfit actually made Cai Xianqing feel as if he was more than ten years younger. He slapped his cheeks a few times with satisfaction, and bowed respectfully to Jiewenwu in the hall: "Cai Xianqing, the head of the Officers and Soldiers Department, meet Lord Shangshu!" ”

After this day, Cai Xianqing officially appeared in the military department. Like the Hunan people, he also built a mansion by a river, bought domestic servants, and set up banquets in the hall all day long, invited guests to drink, and rejoiced for a while. Xianqing enjoyed it enough, and felt that the Hunan people had made great contributions, so he sent someone to give him another twenty taels of silver, which was a gift of thanks.

When the Hunan people saw the people from Cai's house, they couldn't refuse, so they had to say: "I only accept ten taels of silver from your master." The first brother's mound took him a lot of thought, and it was only recently completed, but unfortunately he has not been able to thank him. The other ten taels should be regarded as my return gift. ”

Xianqing's servant couldn't refuse again, so he went back with ten taels of silver.

After the Hunan people saw off the guests, they prepared to go to the mound to worship their brothers. Because he didn't bring his family, he was afraid that his brother's grave would be too deserted, so he spent money to invite more than 30 people to blow and ordered them to wear plain clothes and stand next to the tomb.

Today's weather is not very good. Dark clouds covered the sky overhead, and a light rain was falling, slapping the robes of the Hunan people. The Hunan people had already arrived, and he didn't have time to bring rain gear, and his hair was a little wet.

The Hunan people dismounted, and saw that the mound was built on a hill, and the stone steps led straight to the top of the mountain, and the two sides of the road were planted with pines and cypresses, which looked solemn and secret.

He didn't feel cold, and the oncoming rain didn't speed up his pace, but made him walk heavier. With every step he took, he remembered his brother in the hospital bed, and the situation that day was as dark as it is today.

Gradually, he walked up to the top of the hill and looked at the white-walled courtyard in front of him—soaking wet.

When the Hunan people walked into the courtyard, the tomb with the words 'Tomb of Chuzi' appeared in front of them, and the handwriting was clearly visible in the cold rain.

At this moment, the blowing and beating teams on both sides were working in unison, and the hospital bed in his memory seemed to have a few rays of white light, and his brother's eyes seemed to be vaguely opened.

When he saw his brother's appearance, he hurriedly threw himself forward and knelt on the bluestone slab, while only a few pieces of clothing flashed in front of him, and there was no one left.

"Brother!" The Hunan man cried loudly again, and he kept shouting these two words, and the more the wind drowned out the sound, the louder and louder the sound became, until it entered the ears of everyone present.

"Big brother, didn't you say that you want to hear me?" The Hunan people wiped their red eyes, "That's enough......"

"If you still can't hear it, then I'll give you good tiding......" he said, looking up at the bouting team, and cried out, "Release!" ”

So the people raised their clay guns and cast them into the sky, and a deafening sound surrounded the mound.