Feng Jing walked over to the man in the middle.The man looked imposing, and although he was standing in the crowd in green clothes, he was not conspicuous, but once he noticed it, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Feng Mu pointed at that person and asked Yibri, "Yibili, do you know who that person is?"

"He, it's Cheng Yue, our senior brother, he has a great literary talent, this is it." Yibri showed his thumb, "Last year, he led the students from the Imperial College to sell lanterns during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and in winter The money was given to those poor families to live a transitional life. He is also a good man like the prince."

Feng Mu laughed, he has only known Yibri for a long time, and he already thinks he is a good person? "Then what are they doing now?"

"As discussed before, the Imperial College's proposal this year is to replace all the students taking the Chunwei exam with anthracite, but if we follow last year's plan, our budget will not be enough. Are they still thinking about it? Feng Jing and I I was just calculating last year's profit and loss, but I'm worried." Yibri frowned, and seemed really worried.

"There must be a way for the boat to reach the bridge. You don't have to worry. The Imperial College has a lot of talents. Everyone will find a way through brainstorming." Feng Mu saw Feng Jing waving to him at the door to let him go, so he said goodbye to Yibri.

After the Ming Dynasty ruled the country with Wu, special schools were set up for poor children in various places. There were many geniuses among them. Most of the students who could study and come to Beijing to take the exam were not from poor families, but the exam environment was not a place for them to start. Cheng Yue The son of the Guozijian offering wine, the Guozijian will write a letter at that time, just change the charcoal fire regulation, there should be no problem.Although he is young, he has a heart. Whether it is because of his outstanding performance or because he cares about students, Feng Mu silently gave him a thumbs up. This person will become a great thing in the future.

Seeing some young faces today, Feng Mu was quite happy, but he just didn't eat any delicious food. Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the store, he ran into the carriage of the palace. Feng Mu shook his hands behind his back and told Feng Jing to retreat quickly. But Feng Jing resigned himself to his fate and stood in front of the carriage, calling out respectfully, "Mother's queen."

Qiao Yu ran fast. He was at the door with them just now, but he disappeared when he turned his head.

Just now at the palace gate, Qiao Jing heard from Su Xin that Qiao Yu was visiting the young prince, soon Qiao Yu left, and there was no one in the prince's room.

Qiao Jing was already in a bad mood, but it was Qiao Yu who brought Feng Jing out of the mansion, anxious and angry on the spot.

In the end, the three of them bumped into each other, opened the curtain of the car, saw Feng Mu winking at Feng Jing, and saw Feng Jing's face was rosy, the anger in Qiao Jing's heart suddenly dissipated.

"Jing'er, give your little uncle a message. I've already told my mother. You haven't been out for a long time. You can go home later today. Take care of yourself." Qiao Jing looked at Feng Jing and gave a good news and a bad one. information.Turning to look at Feng Mu again, he nodded and said, "My lord, it's time to go home."

The Qixi Festival, a festival that symbolizes sweet love, has become a hot spot in the whole capital because of the hanged son of the chief secretary of Honglu Temple at home, and today the Ministry of Criminal Justice finally gave out the details of the investigation of the case.

"The speech of the Ministry of Criminal Justice is too confusing. I only know that the concubine's hanging was the result of my concubine's greed for money. I strangled him first and then pretended to be a sign of hanging. Why can I enter the room of my concubine? The concubine's strength killed an adult. The man didn't explain anything." After chasing the drama for a month, what about the affair?What about gossip?Why not?Really depressed, "Didn't you hear that another man was also arrested? Where is he? Let him go?"

Qiao Jing gave Feng Mu a pale look: "The three-year duty report period has come, but the prince only thinks about these trivial matters. The master of Honglu Temple is nearly 60 years old, and there are only two characters in the family, one concubine and one concubine. If you are arrested, the incense of official position is the fish and the bear's paw, not only can you not have both, it may be more like fetching water from a bamboo basket."

After Qiao Jing finished speaking, she closed her eyes. Feng Mu sat trembling in the carriage. What did Qiao Jing say?Feeling very content?Bastard?Is it the man who was arrested together?Concubine and Dizi?Concubine and bastard?Yo, yo, rapeseed field.

After getting excited about the gossip, Feng Mu suddenly thought that there was only one son in the palace, but there were so many Yingying and Yanyan in the backyard. Women are usually weak, but if they are cruel, then they are really dead. Qiao Jing, she dared to kill people directly. It seems that it is time for this knowledge of criminal law to be popularized in the palace.

As soon as the news of "the prince called everyone to meet" spread in the backyard, it caused a sensation.Qiao Jing didn't let them pay their respects, and Feng Mu didn't see them. In the past six months, the number of times everyone in the backyard saw Feng Mu could count on their fingers.Several old people in the palace even thought of the scene of Feng Mu letting them out of the mansion more than ten years ago, and felt sad for a while.

Bai Qiao was drinking, holding the glass with a drunken face on her face, she couldn't remember the last time she saw Feng Mu in the past few months.

Cun Liu frowned, and took the cup from Bai Qiao's hand: "Madam, I can't drink any more, we can see the prince tomorrow, and you can repay that person for all the hardships you have suffered these days."

"Cunliu knows that the prince wants to see the whole house, not just me, Bai Qiao." Bai Qiao's expression was miserable, her former arrogance was gone.

"Ma'am, my lord just can't remember now. Who in this capital doesn't know that my lord loved you the most in the past." Cun Liu wiped the tears from Bai Qiao's face, and helped her to the soft bed, "Ma'am, you You can’t admit defeat, if you don’t fight, you won or you lost completely.”

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