The drunkard old man Song Qixian gave Jian Shuzhi a look and signaled to keep it secret for him. There are two kinds of secrecy: one is identity, and the other is intent.

Wen Wan went back to the Yuelai Inn today. She left a note in her room, packed her bags, sneaked out of the inn, and returned to Shangshu Mansion.

Jian Shuzhi nodded.

The drunkard old man has his own plans, as long as he doesn't have bad intentions.

Jian Shuzhi responded to the gentle call.

Seeing this, the drunkard old man took the first step with interest. Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell Jian Shuzhi to keep it a secret for him.

"So you're here to decoct medicine, no wonder I've been looking for you for a long time. Wen Wan came up, "Look at you like this, I'm afraid you're a veteran." ”

Jian Shuzhi smiled and said, "When I was in the academy before, I often helped Hong Lao decoction. This is something that I am familiar with. ”

Wen Wan looked adoring, and said eagerly: "Give me the fan, I'll shake it." ”

Jian Shuzhi handed the pu fan to Wen Wan and said, "Don't use too hard, just fan it gently." ”

Wen Wan took the fan and said, "This is a fat man's life-saving medicine, you have to be careful." With that, he lifted his skirt and bent down to shake the fan gently. "Jian Shuzhi, do you know about the four major academies gathering the Beijing Division?" Wen Wan suddenly asked without warning.

Jian Shuzhi didn't think much about it, then nodded and said, "On the way to Jingshi, I heard a lot. ”

For such a thing as the four major academies gathering Beijing teachers, Jian Shuzhi was not interested. He was interested in Wen Wan's little white snake, but Wen Wan didn't seem to have it with him.

Jian Shuzhi asked, "Why didn't you see Xiaobai?"

Wen Wan heard this, and there was a gentle look in her eyes. She looked at Jian Shuzhi's eyes and said, "Xiaobai stayed at home with his grandfather and didn't take him out. ”

Jian Shuzhi let out an "oh", "It should have grown big, right?"

Wen Wan nodded and shook her head.

Jian Shuzhi was a little puzzled and looked puzzled.

Wen Wan returned the fan to Jian Shuzhi and said, "You'll understand when you see it." He sat aside and quietly watched Jian Shuzhi's movements. "You know what? I took my bags to the mansion and didn't live in the inn. Mr. Wu shouldn't kick me out, right?"

Jian Shuzhi looked at the gentle eyes and said sincerely: "It's too late for Mr. to be happy, how could he drive you away!"

"Are you sure?" Wen Wanmei smiled and asked happily.

Jian Shuzhi nodded, "Hmm".

Wen Wan began to worry again, and propped up her hands to support her chin, "However, someone will report to grandpa, saying that I acted without permission and sneaked away......"

Jian Shuzhi saw that Wen Wan was upset, so he joked with her and said, "But you are Miss Wen, don't you often use a sword to cut people." Anyone else dares to hit your little report?"

Wen Wan smiled knowingly and said, "You're starting to get skinny too!" After laughing, there was still a hint of sorrow and annoyance on her face.

......

Prime Minister Yan Zhongan quietly looked at his son's disappearing back at the entrance of the alley, and he didn't know what he was thinking at the moment. After he returned to the Shumi Courtyard, the person on duty in the courtyard didn't dare to ask more, so he could only watch Yan Zhongan walk towards the back hall with heavy steps.

When passing the main hall, Yan Zhongan glanced at the room full of duties, and finally his eyes fell on the two people: one was Tao Qian, who was on duty in the Military Department, and the other was Jiang Qian, who was on duty in the resignation.

These two people on duty are the leaders who stopped Yan Zhongan from killing his son with a knife.

No one knew what Prime Minister Yan Zhong'an was thinking, and a group of people on duty looked at each other. The two of them glanced at each other, and both of them could not guess the deep meaning of the great minister. Only Meng Zhenghe, the head of the Central Cabinet, came over and congratulated the two.

Tao Qian, the duty officer of the Military Department, and Jiang Qian, the duty officer of the resignation department, looked confused, "Dare to ask the duty of the Central Cabinet, where does this joy come from?"

The middle cabinet officer smiled without saying a word, patted the shoulders of the two colleagues, and then turned around and followed the footsteps of the prime minister to the back hall.

Prime Minister Yan Zhongan sat quietly in the main hall of the back hall. The main hall was very dimly lit, and the windows were closed.

Yan Zhong'an saw that the middle pavilion was on duty and came to the back hall, his eyelids were raised, and he asked in a low voice, "Do you have eyebrows?"

Meng Zhenghe, the head of the Central Cabinet, saluted the prime minister, met the sharp gaze of the prime minister, and replied without humility or arrogance: "It is still under inspection." ”

I don't know who spread the news of the four young people in Kyoto who added fuel and vinegar to the Beijing Division, and even worse, the streets and alleys were full of rubbing leaflets overnight, which was clearly a targeted and purposeful action. The target is the Prime Minister Yan Zhong'an.

The Great Prime Minister can not take into account the views of the Emperor of Dayan on himself, but the views of the people of Dayan Dawn cannot be ignored, which is the foundation of his foothold, and he knows this very well: water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn a boat. Therefore, the prime minister is very angry today and even wants to kill someone.

There was also a leaflet on the table that had been picked up from outside by the people of the government office, and the prime minister pointed to it and said, "Let's start with it, I want to see who is behind this mastermind?"

Meng Zhenghe said: "I believe that there should be results soon. ”

Prime Minister Yan Zhongan didn't answer, thinking in his heart: The dark tide has begun to surge under the court, and it seems that he has to deal with it as soon as possible.

The Shumi Yuan is a place set up by the Prime Minister Yan Zhong'an in the Prime Minister's Mansion to deal with state affairs, and all matters in the world must be reviewed by the Shumi Yuan, and then reported to the Emperor Dayan after the Prime Minister makes a decision. This secret courtyard looks like a small court.

The Shumi Yuan is headed by the Great Prime Minister, and the following is divided into 13 departments, and there are 13 duties in charge of Dayan's politics, economy, military service, law, transportation, warehousing, household registration and other aspects. The Prime Minister's Mansion is a powerful yamen, so there are always people watching him cut off his head and want to squeeze in.

This time, there are several vacancies in the court official candidates, and as for who can fill the vacancies, the prime minister has to nod and report to the emperor of Dayan for reconsideration.

Meng Zhenghe handed over an excerpt, which was the alternate nomination of the Beijing official.

Yan Zhongan didn't even look at it, "You can finish working out these things yourself, just show them to me." ”

Meng Zhenghe bowed down and took the order and exited the back hall.

Yan Zhongan watched Meng Zhenghe, the head of the Central Pavilion, exit the main hall of the back hall, and began to close his eyes to nourish his spirit. Over the years, I have been sitting in this position and controlling the operation of Dayan's dilapidated carriage, with neither great merit nor great fault. The people of Dayan cannot live and work in peace and contentment, but they will not be homeless. The only heart problem is the son who made him angry today, thinking of this, Yan Zhongan couldn't help coughing.

In fact, his age is not small, his temples began to appear gray hair without noticing, and his body did not feel as tall as before. There are always people in the court who stare at him with bad intentions, hoping that he will be able to come down and walk one day. However, Yan Zhiping, the son of the head of the four young people in Kyoto, did not understand.

......

The south of the Beijing division is a day's walk from Jiayu County, and there is a detachment of troops camped here.

The general who led the army was a rough-faced man with dark and shiny skin, and he was armed with a shoulder-length axe. At this moment, he was riding a tall horse on the top of the hill and looking into the distance. He was followed by two personal guards, dressed in close-fitting armor, and looked into the distance with the general's gaze.

A falcon circled and glided high in the sky, and finally landed on the general's shoulder with its wings fluttering.

The rough general took a bamboo tube from the falcon's leg, pulled the cork of the bamboo tube and poured out the note inside.

The rough man general took one look, then stuffed the note into his mouth and swallowed it. After doing this, he grabbed the falcon and released it into the sky. Looking at the figure of the falcon flying away, the rough man general grinned, thinking that this was the day he was waiting for.

The rough man general lifted his battle axe and shouted at the guards, "Prepare the horses!"

When the two guards received the order, they galloped to the barracks.

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To the north of Jingshi, there is a camel caravan that crosses thousands of miles of desert and returns. There were more than ten people in the camel caravan, and everyone was covered with wind and sand. The camel in the lead had two large water bladders around its neck, and an old man who was close to the age of a sixtieth birthday was carried on its back. The old man was in good spirits and had a good look.

He looked at the boundless sea of sand, and thought that after walking along the route for another day and a night, he would see the market town, and then he would leave this desert.

The old man looked up at the sun, the sunlight was a little dazzling, he squinted his eyes and said to the camel caravan: "Out of this desert, you will be able to reach the capital in a short time." Gotta pick up the pace!"

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To the west of Jingshi, a caravan drove a carriage and pulled the goods slowly. The leader of the caravan rode forward, holding the dog's tail grass picked from the roadside in his mouth, and said to the work behind: "Brothers, you will soon be in the capital division, you must cheer up your spirits, don't plant yourself in the ditch without a long eye!"

The guy in the back coaxed, "It's not possible to plant it in the ditch, it's still possible to plant it on the belly of a little lady." ”

The leader of the caravan smiled and said: "After the goods are safely delivered, I invite everyone to visit the best kiln and order the most expensive girl to drink the best wine! ”

The men laughed and cheered, shouting to the caravan leader not to break his promise.

Watching the lively caravan move forward slowly, the caravan leader patted his horse and looked in the direction of Jingshi, slowly spit out the dog's tail grass in his mouth, and silently thought in his heart to speed up his pace.

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At dusk, the weather is hot and windless. Kyoshi was shrouded in dark clouds, a sign of impending heavy rain. The clouds were lowering in the sky, and the wind was beginning to blow, causing the branches to tremble and dust to fly. At this time, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.

After the lightning and thunder, the raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky unexpectedly, smashed on the ground and splashed water, and merged on the road to form a river.

I saw that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was getting darker and darker. Looking at this, you can't stop for a while. Looking up, a rain mist rises on the pavement and rooftops of the streets and alleys, and rain curtains are hung on the eaves.

The north door of the imperial city quietly opened, and two oil-paper umbrellas were propped out. Two small heads poked out from under the umbrella and looked around cautiously, and when they saw that there was no one around, they walked quickly into the rain......