The officials above the fourth rank in the capital quickly gathered at the gate of the palace, and under the guidance of Yun Zhi and other palace people, all the officials were divided into men and women and temporarily settled down in the Taiji Palace.

At this time, all the ministers were seated in the main hall of Taiji Palace, Yun Zhi was about to retire after arranging everything, and just as she was about to come out, Du Xuanye, the eldest son of the Du family, stopped her: "Aunt Yun, will Your Highness come?"

Du Xuanye usually relies on the identity of the son of the Du family, and inherits his father's official position - General Dingyuan, and he is a lot of prestige in the palace, but Yunzhi is Jiang Churan's person after all, and Du Xuanye does not dare to be too presumptuous.

Hearing this, the other officials in the hall also pricked up their ears and listened, of course, except for the eldest daughter of the Du family, Du Qianwei, the servant of the ministry, and Yao Pu, the Taifu.

Du Tianwei couldn't help but hold her forehead, and scolded in her heart: "This is not enough", but Yao Pu was thinking about how Jiang Churan was now, he lowered his head and blew the tea in front of him slightly, after all, His Royal Highness is only twelve years old, although most of the royal children are enlightened early, but this is the overall situation of life and death after all.

On the other hand, Yun Zhi looked calm: "The prince accompanies Your Majesty." With that, he withdrew. But he was very speechless to him in his heart: "Why did the Du family choose him as the head of the family." ”

"Then it looks like it's not coming." Du Xuanye straightened his robe and sat down, Du Tianwei leaned into his ear, quite hating iron and steel, and whispered: "What I said to you, be cautious in your words and deeds in the palace, Your Highness has called us into the palace for the sake of blessings, but you don't want to have a connection with us openly, and you still ask, it can be regarded as obvious that you have a long mouth." He didn't seem to be angry, and after speaking, he pinched him hard.

Du Xuanye knew that his behavior just now was inappropriate, so he had to beg for mercy pitifully: "Sister~"

Du Tianwei let go of her hand and stopped looking at him. Du Xuanye was rarely honest, and sat in a proper manner. However, he soon discovered Yao Pu's alternative existence in the exchange of officials.

Yao Pu was wearing a dark blue robe and sitting in the middle, with a small jade crown tied on his head, which looked elegant and nothing new, but it was very eye-catching among all the leather, gold and silver small crowns, and the nobles in Beijing rarely had such a simple and luxurious enjoyment as him.

His expression was indifferent, his slender fingers rummaged through the scriptures on the desk, as if he was considering which scripture to recite for His Majesty, Du Xuanye pouted, he really couldn't get used to Yao Pu, a person like him who was obviously not liked by the emperor and was about to rot into the mud, and he still had to make a noble and noble appearance. If it weren't for the Yao family's continuous delivery of money, how could he be so decent.

But before Du Xuanye could open his mouth to mock a few words, he saw Song Zhouli in the imperial history step forward and give Yao Pu a slight look: "Lord Yao, can the minister sit down?" This seat naturally refers to the side of Yao Pu.

Zhao Tianwei glanced in Yao Pu's direction and thought: Coming out more stupidly than Du Xuanye.

Yao Pu's expression remained unchanged: "Song Zhongcheng is at his own convenience." ”

Song Zhouli was not polite, he sat down slowly, and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them: "In my opinion, Lord Yao will be bitter and happy in the future. ”

Yao Pu's hand holding the teacup paused obviously: "Song Zhongcheng doesn't want to make fun of me." ”

"Lord Yao is too modest, now His Majesty is delirious and suppresses you far away, but after all, you are the master of the prince, and the prince is ......."

"Song Zhongcheng", Yao Pu interrupted him, "Be cautious in your words and deeds in the palace!"

Song Zhouli saw that Yao Pu's face turned cold, and hurriedly made amends: "Yes, yes, Lord Yao reminded me." Xia Guan was reckless. Seeing that Yao Pu didn't want to take care of himself, Song Zhouli had no choice but to make a smile, got up and returned to his original position, he secretly said to himself: There is no need to have a good relationship with Yao Pu.

Yao Pu looked at his back, smiled coldly, and drank the tea: "It's a good one, and it's a good one." Of course, he didn't say such a mocking word.

Many people in the Taiji Palace are secretly observing Yao Pu, the new emperor ascended the throne, his going or staying is unknown, whether to have a good relationship with him or not is a gamble for interested officials. But even if Yao Pu is an inconspicuous servant in the palace, the Yao family behind him is simply fat on the hungry tiger road, and whoever sees it will have red eyes and scramble.

Li Shu, the son-in-law of the Li family, and Li Zhengbang, his father, sat in front of Yao Pu, he heard the movement behind him, turned his head to look, and didn't want to look at Yao Pu, Li Shu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled at him, Yao Pu nodded, then looked away, and his attention returned to the scriptures.

Yao Pu is the same as a human spirit, and he knows very well what the official is thinking.

Yao Pu secretly glanced at the hall, few officials were sincerely copying the scriptures, the hemp paper on the desk should have been sent from the royal ancestral hall, it had been soaked in Sanskrit incense for a long time, and the dark incense did not disperse, which really made him feel like kneeling in front of the statue of the gods, remembering the statue of the saint placed in his home, he often went to ask for something that he knew could not be obtained, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was asking for the wrong god?

Yao Pu came back to his senses for a while, and smiled bitterly, look, he would rather feel that he had asked the wrong god than admit that he had asked for the wrong thing.

Every move in the Taiji Palace was truthfully reported to Jiang Churan by the secret guards of the Apocalypse Forbidden Army.

Jiang Churan thought for a while, and ordered the forbidden army standing in front of her: "Send someone to check this Song Zhouli." ”

"Yes."

After a while, Yun Zhi saw that Jiang Churan didn't speak, thinking that she was tired, so he stepped forward: "Your Highness, let's rest." ”

Jiang Churan waved his hand: "It's okay for you." ”

After a long time, she opened her mouth and asked, "Yunzhi, what do you think of Mrs. Yao?"

"Mrs. Yao is His Royal Highness's master, and he is a very upright gentleman."

"Then why do you think Your Majesty is tired of him?"

Yun Zhi thought about it, she looked at Jiang Churan with a little doubtful expression.

"It's okay, you say it."

"Yao Taifu's family is a businessman, is the largest wealthy family in the south of the Yangtze River, I heard that the wealth is rivaled by the country, he is still a son-in-law, and he will inherit the family business in the future, which is the wealth of the sky, if there is a place in the imperial court...... If it can be used by His Highness, it is the greatest help, otherwise, I am afraid that it will become the biggest hidden danger of the apocalypse. Yun Zhi observed Jiang Churan's face as he spoke.

I saw Jiang Churan smile faintly: "Benjun thought that you would say that Your Majesty was crazy, so you would want to push away such a talent." ”

"Yunzhi doesn't dare." As soon as Jiang Churan's words came out, Yun Zhi was taken aback, after all, this is the side hall of Deqing Palace, which is not comparable to Weiyang Palace.

"That's it, Yun Niang, you go and tell the people from the Imperial Doctor's Department, saying that Benjun has a headache, and ask them to send some soothing decoction."

Yun Zhi was ordered to go out, and she was still afraid on the way to the Imperial Doctor's Office, after all, Yun Zhi was also a member of the Apocalypse Forbidden Army, and it was really hard to say whether there were other forbidden troops monitoring this side hall. But if you think about it, even if someone is watching, this kind of season will never be reported to the emperor, who will offend the next master?

Soon, the people from the Imperial Medical Department sent the decoction over, Yun Zhi put the medicine on the bookcase, Jiang Churan was still reviewing the chapter, Yun Zhi didn't bother her, and withdrew after putting down the medicine.

The air was filled with the fragrance of medicine, Jiang Churan looked at the hot air of the medicine cup, the fog gradually thinned, and the spies from Qingshan Palace reported just now that the hands and feet of the Imperial Doctor's Office were very clean, but she always felt that something was wrong......

At the end, the bitter taste of the medicine stone slowly dissipated, she stood up, took the bowl of cold medicine and walked straight to the pot of pomegranates in front of the window, poured all the medicine into it, there was not a drop left, the little pomegranate tree shook the leaves, maybe the wind blows.