After the villain was defeated, she still had power in the government

Jixue thought that this was the fact, but through these few contacts, he intuitively felt that Fu Yutang might be different from what he knew.

Seeing that Jixue just nodded and didn't say anything, He Zhiyong's words were stuck in his throat.

After waiting for a long time, he showed an indignant expression on his face, and continued to flatter Jixue, saying: "If you ask me, Fu Yutang is really abominable! What's wrong with Shi Lezheng recommending you to be the Jingzhao Yin? No one in the court objected, but he jumped up and down, made false accusations, and angered the emperor. Not only did he reject Shi Lezheng's proposal, he also demoted him to the seventh rank. Fu Yutang is really too much! Does he really think that when Prime Minister Liu is not around, Jingguang Hall will be his one-man show?"

"It's because I'm not here, otherwise I will definitely make Fu Yutang look bad!" He Zhiyong said angrily, paused, as if he thought of something, raised his eyes to look at Jixue, and said seriously: "Shaoguang, don't worry, when Uncle He returns to the court in a while, he will definitely recommend you to serve as an official. We don't want that small position of Jingzhao Yin!"

Jixue: “…”

Uncle He, he is the Jingzhao Yin, a fourth-rank official with certain real power!

How come it ends up in your mouth and becomes less valuable than cabbage?

You know, at certain times, the Jingzhao Yin is much more useful than you, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

Also, if you were really Fu Yutang's opponent, you wouldn't be ordered to go home and reflect on your actions right now.

Although she was complaining in her heart, Jixue didn't show it on her face. When she saw the illusory pie drawn by He Zhiyong, she thanked him without changing her expression, "Thank you for your concern, Uncle He."

"a piece of cake."

After finishing the business, He Zhiyong felt relieved. He felt that he had finished the politeness and didn't want to stay any longer. He looked at the sky outside and said, "Thank you for your time today. It's getting late. Uncle He won't bother you anymore. You should go to bed early."

He made an appointment with Hua Niang from Wenxiang Tower to go there today, and she is still waiting for him.

Thinking of the warmth and beauty of Wenxiang Tower, He Zhiyong's heart was burning with excitement. He didn't want to delay for a moment and stood up to say goodbye.

Seeing that he seemed to be in a hurry, Jixue did not try to keep him. She followed the etiquette of the younger generation, sent him to the door, and watched him leave.

It was not until He Zhiyong's sedan chair disappeared into the night that he withdrew his gaze, turned around and wanted to go back.

Xiao Feng, who was standing by, stared at the direction where He Zhiyong left, looking unhappy. He couldn't help but mutter, "What kind of person is this? It's ok that he came to ask for help from the young master without a single polite word, but he also acted like an elder everywhere. Does he really think he's a piece of cake?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoyan's eyes flew over and he said coldly: "Xiaofeng, be careful with your words! Lord He is your elder after all, you can't talk nonsense." After a pause, seeing that Jixue looked tired, he quickly reached out to support him and said respectfully: "Master, let me help you go back to the room to rest first."

Jixue nodded slightly, turned to look at Xiaofeng, and said with a gloomy face: "Uncle He is not only an elder who watched me grow up, but also a disciple of my mentor. He is also my senior brother. As a junior, how can I talk about my elders behind their backs? Considering that this is your first offense, go back to your room and reflect on yourself for three days. If you do it again next time, I will never let you off easily!"

After saying that, he slowly walked back with the help of Xiaoyan.

Hearing Jixue's words, Xiaofeng felt angry and hurt.

After all, doesn't he feel sorry for the young master?