The most powerful minister in the world

The heavy snow in the sky couldn't stop the time from passing by. In a blink of an eye, it was the day of Jing Lixiao's conferment ceremony. All the officials gathered in the court hall. Jing Lixiao was dressed in a black python robe and wore a jade crown to express his gratitude.

All civil and military officials went to pay homage to the Marquis. The Ministry of Rites presented a gold book, and the Ministry of Works cast a five-meter-high stone tablet with jade from the East China Sea. His Majesty personally wrote the four-character "Pillar of the Country" and asked workers to engrave it in seals.

After he went to court, he held a grand banquet in Jing Mansion. Hundreds of civil and military officials and many aristocratic families came in the wind and snow, and the gifts they brought could not be accommodated in two rooms.

Jingchuan welcomed the guests at the door early, and tents were erected on the streets. People who passed by stopped to celebrate, and even privately set off firecrackers and held banquets to celebrate the glory of the Jing family.

Jingxi sat in the tea shed and yawned. He took off his cloak and put on a fur coat embroidered with gold threads and auspicious Kirin.

"Master~ don't be lazy, the eldest son can't do this alone."

Jingxi leaned on his chin and said lazily, "I can't do this work, so just let me stay warm here."

Laner pouted and pushed Jingxi, but when he saw that he still had no intention of moving, he rolled his eyes and said, "Sister Mei, why are you here?"

Hearing this, Jingxi fell down under the table with difficulty. He got up with difficulty and looked around but didn't see Liu Ningmei. Then he looked at Lian'er, who was trembling with her back, as if she was snickering, and walked over immediately. He raised his butt towards her.

"Ah~ Master, please don't mess around."

Jingxi looked at her red and blue coat under her beige fur coat, her hands covering her buttocks, her face turned red, and she couldn't help but feel more teasing, but at this moment, someone behind Lian'er made Jingxi's face change drastically.

Lian'er realized something was wrong and turned around, only to see a middle-aged man wearing a sea blue official uniform standing in the shed with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face. She hurriedly ran behind Jing Xi without saying a word.

"Second Young Master is always in high spirits during happy events."

Jingxi waved his hand and said with a smile, "It would be better for you to get a casual job and retire in the capital."

"Hey~ Why does the position of Minister of Dali Temple become a sinecure in the eyes of the Second Young Master?"

Jingxi didn't like chatting with him, so he knocked on the table and said, "We're going to eat and give gifts while we're in. Your former young commander is waiting at the door to receive guests. If you want to talk to me, just sit down and have a cup of tea."

Wu Qingfeng, the Minister of Dali Temple, was originally the deputy commander of the Jing family's leopard-headed black cavalry. Later, he somehow got involved with the Queen's niece. His Majesty asked him to stay in the capital as an official with three promotions a year. He did it. Today's Minister of Dali Temple.

"Why don't you sit down? I haven't seen you for a long time, so I should go say hello first."

Jingxi put one leg on the stool and stretched out his hand boldly: "Whatever."

Wu Qingfeng shook his head. He knew that Jing Xi looked down on him, so he stopped talking. When he passed by Jing Xi, he suddenly stopped, hesitated for a while and said, "I have something that you must be interested in."

"Let it go if you fart."

Wu Qingfeng put his hands in his sleeves and shrugged: "For some reason, Li Junhao suddenly destroyed his eyes in prison, put his eyeballs in his stomach, and wanted to bite his tongue to kill himself. The jailer found out in time, and his life was saved, but I'm afraid he will become a A useless person who cannot see or speak."

"what?!"

Jingxi jumped up from his chair, knocking the kettle next to him to the ground. His surprised voice scared the boy who was drinking water in the shed and almost swallowed the whole tea bowl.

"When did this happen?"

Wu Qingfeng stretched out a finger and said: "One day ago, after the Chen delegation went to Dali Temple to offer condolences, it happened when it was going to snow in the evening."

"Impossible. With negotiations imminent, why would he do such a thing?"

"Hehehe~" Wu Qingfeng walked up to Jingxi and leaned into his ear, "Maybe someone in Chen State doesn't want him to go back or doesn't want him to go back safely."

Jingxi's pupils shrank sharply. Indeed, as Wu Qingfeng said, there were six princes in the Chen Kingdom, and their fight for succession had long been known in various countries. But why would Li Junhao destroy his proud pupils? ?

Doesn't this kind of behavior completely exclude oneself from the ranks of the legitimate heirs? What's going on here? !

"Does Your Majesty know?"

"Of course I want to report it to Your Majesty. After all, this will affect the negotiations between the two countries, but I see that there doesn't seem to be much reaction from the Chen delegation."

Wu Qingfeng smiled and bowed: "Second Young Master, now that we've finished talking, I'll go in first."

This news made Jing Xi unable to recover for a long time. No, he always felt strange. When he turned around and looked at the long queue of people, he whispered to the curtain: "I'll slip away first, do it for me." Cover.”

After saying this, he flew away without waiting for Lan'er to speak, and Lan'er was so angry that he stamped his feet on the spot.

Jingxi randomly took an unknown horse from the stable and went straight to Honglu Temple. The snowflakes in the sky were blowing on his face, the cool breeze was pouring into his collar, and the flying black embroidery was blowing. The fur coat with golden threads forms a whole in the white sky and earth.

When Jingxi arrived at Honglu Temple, he walked around the courtyard and saw no one. He rushed to the inner hall and stood in the verandah. He smelled the aroma of rice, frowned and cursed: "Damn it." , where have all the people died?!"

After a few breaths, a man ran out with noodles in his hands and said while running, "Who are you looking for, sir?"

Jingxi saw that this man was not wearing official uniform and was still eating steaming noodles in the wind and snow, and asked with a stunned face, "Where have all the people from Honglu Temple gone?"

"Sir, some of them went to give gifts to Marshal Jing to celebrate. The people on duty are discussing the negotiation plan between the two countries."

Jing Xi raised his eyes and said, "What about you?"

The man bit off the noodles in his mouth and spit it into the bowl. He laughed and said, "I'll eat the bowl of noodles before I go. Don't be in a hurry." As he said that, he took another bite of the noodles from the garlic clove in his hand.

Jingxi shook his head, thinking that this is what Honglu Temple is like now?

How did this guy become an official?

"Let me ask you, where is the leader of Chen Guo's delegation?"

"Why do you ask this, sir?"

Jingxi stepped forward and swung the whip in his hand and slapped his hand. He originally wanted to knock the noodles out of his hand, but he never expected that he endured the pain and didn't let go.

"You damn girl don't know me?"

The man bowed slightly and said, "I really don't know you, sir. I just entered Beijing not long ago."

"Hey~" Jingxi paced back and forth helplessly, using a whip: "Go and call the person in charge."

"No, I haven't finished eating down there yet. It will be cold when I come back today."

Jingxi was immediately offended by this guy. He stepped forward and knocked over the noodle bowl with a slap. He grabbed his collar and said, "Do you want to go? If you don't go, I will chop you into pieces and make noodles." !”

The man put his hands on his chest and shrank his neck and said, "Don't you just want to find Chen Guo to lead the team? I can get him here in a blink of an eye, but you have to pay me a bowl of noodles."

"That sounds strange. Let me see if you can transform into a different person. If you can do it, let alone a bowl of noodles, I will invite you to the restaurant downstairs in Zuixiang."

"Sir, please don't fool me. I've long heard that the chef at Zuixianglou is comparable to an imperial chef. It's a pity that I don't have enough money in my pocket to order a meat dish."

Jingxi raised his whip as if he was going to beat him: "Where did you come from with all this nonsense? If you can't change it, I'll make you walk around in pain!"

"My lord, please step back for a moment and let me show you."

Jingxi took a step back and watched as the man straightened his collar, coughed twice and bent down to salute.

"You have changed?!"

The man spread his arms and said with a smile: "In the lower section of Wuya, it is Chen Guo who leads the team."