The historian can't write

Grass Leaves never said to leave.Cui Jingxing has also been silent about this matter. After thinking about it for so long, this little fairy has saved him many times, and he actually feels a little bit reluctant.

The horse carriage returned to Beijing with the escorted prisoners. This time, there were many people returning, and there were also many horse carriages.Cui Jingxing sat alone in a car, and he stroked the leaves of grass in his palm.The grass leaves sometimes rolled into a ball, and sometimes curled up to wrap Cui Jingxing's fingertips.

Seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the capital, Cui Jingxing finally spoke first, "If you have no other place to go, although my residence is simple, I will not wait for you."

The leaves of grass flew up and touched Cui Jingxing's cheek.

The curtains of the car were suddenly blown open by the wind, and the grass leaves flew away from the window by the wind.

Cui Jingxing raised the curtain and looked out, but the blade of grass didn't stop until he could no longer see it, then he lowered the curtain and slowly closed his eyes.

The grass leaf followed the wind through the forest and flew all the way to the middle of the capital. It circled the Wei embankment for a circle, then turned around and flew towards Weibei Shangshu's mansion.

Mu Shufeng was sitting in Shangshu's mansion, reviewing official documents in his hands, his lips were a little pale with blood loss, but no one would notice this abnormality, because ordinary people dare not look at him for too long.Suddenly he stopped writing, raised his right hand, and spread his palm.

Green blades of grass flew in through the window and landed on Mu Shufeng's fingertips. A little green starlight suddenly flashed, and then sank into the fingertips and disappeared.

Mu Shufeng's originally pale lips turned red instantly, and he looked towards the sky, as if he saw a row of chariots and horses approaching.

"Master Cui, the capital is here." Feng Zheng rode on a tall horse and smiled outside the carriage.

Cui Jingxing opened his eyes, his peach-blossom eyebrows lost a lot of spirit, he cupped his hands in the carriage and said, "Thank you, Mr. Feng, for reminding me."

Feng Zheng was a little confused, he was obviously looking for something to say, but he couldn't say anything after asking Cui Jingxing to thank him.

Except for the little goblin, Cui En and Ye Hou'er, no one else could fully know what Cui Jingxing did in Linhe County.Even during the trial, Feng Zheng and Meng Yin only had contact with him for half a day, so in the eyes of everyone, he was still the bookworm who only knew how to read dead books.

Cui Jingxing asked Cui En to go back to the mansion to pack his things first, and he followed Meng Yin and others to the palace to face the saint.

Cui Jingxing had only met the emperor twice, the first time he was ranked in the imperial examination, but he was at the bottom of the list, so he just glanced at the emperor from a distance, saying yes, but in fact he only saw a small yellow dot.The second time was when he was enshrined in the Hanlin Academy, and that was also the last time he saw the late emperor, and he never saw him again until the late emperor passed away.

Cui Jingxing is very unfamiliar with this new emperor who has only been enthroned for three years. When the new emperor ascended the throne, he could only watch from a distance. , the chance to meet the Holy Spirit has never been.

The new emperor was not the prince appointed by the former emperor, but the prince passed away while the former emperor was alive, and the former emperor also died within two months. With the help of his relatives, he and Mu Shufeng deliberately set up a puppet, so they helped the new emperor ascend the throne.Rumor has it that the new emperor is very fatuous and incompetent. He only knows how to eat, drink and play. Although he is only 17 years old, he already has two little princes and three little princesses.

Cui Jingxing sketched the appearance of the new emperor in his mind, he should be a sensual fat man, right?

It can be seen that Cui Jingxing was a little surprised when he saw the new emperor. The new emperor who indulged in sensuality was not only not a fat man, but a very sick and amiable young man.

The little emperor was sitting on the couch in the imperial study, holding a book in his hand, as if he was studying his homework.

"My dear friends, you have worked hard for the Linhe County case." The little emperor said a few words, then turned to look at Mu Shufeng who was sitting on a stool beside him.

Mu Shufeng picked up the teacup on the table, which was filled with warm water according to his habit.

The little emperor continued: "The criminal record of the case has been submitted to me. The case has been closed. In the future, I will reward you for your merits."

Meng Yin suddenly took a step forward, saluted and said, "Your Majesty, although this case is closed, the other cases involved have not been closed yet."

The little emperor thought for a while and said, "Let the Ministry of Justice and Dali Temple..." He stopped suddenly while talking, and turned his head to look at Mu Shufeng's face.

Meng Yin was very annoyed, but he knew that the emperor was in decline, so he couldn't help Mugou, so he could only swallow his anger and pretend that he didn't see it.

Mu Shufeng took a sip of water, put down the teacup and said, "Your Majesty's words are very true. Let the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple take over the remaining cases. Do you have anything else to do?"

Cui Jingxing frowned slightly, didn't Mu Shufeng see that there was something wrong with Zhao Cheng?He hesitated for a long time, pursing his lips tightly.

Mu Shufeng said: "Master Cui, what's the matter?"

Cui Jingxing bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, although I am not smart, I know that I can't bear the name of the king, so I have been checking the account book again and again on the way back to Beijing to prevent any omissions, and found a mistake."

The little emperor held the book and nodded, "Cui Aiqing, please tell me."

Cui Jingxing continued: "I found out that Zhao Cheng's embezzled income cannot afford to support his manor, so the owner of the manor must be someone else. I don't know if the real owner of the manor is also involved in the embezzlement of official money for repairing the embankment."

Mu Shufeng was a little more appreciative, and his lips curled slightly, "Your Majesty, this matter needs to be thoroughly investigated."

The little emperor nodded, "What should I do in the opinion of my father?"

Mu Shufeng said: "It's better to hand over this matter to Dali Temple for investigation."

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Mu Shufeng turned his head to look at Meng Yin and the others, "Everyone is exhausted, let's go back to Fuchu to rest today."

"Father." The little emperor suddenly stopped Mu Shufeng, "I want to talk to Master Cui for a while."

Mu Shufeng said: "Your Majesty doesn't need to ask the minister about such trivial matters. The minister is only entrusted by the late emperor to supervise the country."

Cui Jingxing was at a loss, it was the first time he met the little emperor, why did the little emperor meet him alone?Could it be that he still has doubts about what he just stated?But he didn't express his doubts, he still maintained the standard etiquette of a courtier, standing where he was without moving.

After everyone in the room had retreated, the little emperor smiled and said, "Cui Aiqing, is there anything interesting in Linhe County?"

Cui Jingxing said with a stern face: "I am investigating the case according to the order, and I am not distracted by other matters."

"Then tell me about the investigation process."

"Yes." Cui Jingxing gave a brief description of the investigation process, which was basically the same as the official document of the Ministry of Punishment, and there were many more details, which made the little emperor drowsy.

After finally waiting for Cui Jingxing to finish speaking, the little emperor was a little unhappy and said, "Cui Aiqing, why do you look so good-looking, but the story you tell is so boring?"

Cui Jingxing said: "I'm just seeking truth from facts."

The little emperor grabbed the book, lowered his head and said in silence for a long while: "Originally, I saw that you were born beautiful, and wanted you to enter the palace to teach me to read, but you are more chatty than Xiangfu."

Can Mu Shufeng nag?Cui Jingxing recalled the past few times he got along with Mu Shufeng. Mu Shufeng was indeed a lot of words, but he really couldn't tell that he was a nagging person. The sarcasm is sarcasm, and it is still a question-style taunt. Calling you stupid does not directly call you stupid, but asks how much smarter you are than a pig?Where will I nag you?

Cui Jingxing tucked up his sleeves calmly, and did not answer the little emperor's words.

The little emperor looked at Cui Jingxing for a while, and saw that although he had an extraordinary appearance, he had a dull expression and was really boring, so he waved his hand distractedly to make him retreat.

Cui Jingxing was about to return home after leaving the palace, but happened to meet Mu Shufeng.

Mu Shufeng stood at the gate of the palace, as if he had never left, and he didn't know who he was waiting for.When he saw Cui Jingxing approaching, he stood upright, as if he wanted to say something.

After Cui Jing approached, he respectfully saluted and said, "Lord Mu."

Mu Shufeng swallowed all the words he wanted to be polite, looked at Cui Jingxing's hair, and realized that he and this person were still very strange, and after a long while, he only said, "Lord Cui has worked hard in Linhe County. .”

Cui Jingxing kept a straight face, his eyes were calm and dull, and he said in a dull and pedantic manner: "It is the duty of a subordinate official to be at the top of the temple."

Mu Shufeng pursed his thin lips, snorted suddenly, and walked away.

Cui Jingxing couldn't figure out who Mu Shufeng was making him unhappy, but he didn't think about it carefully, after all, all of this had nothing to do with him, and he didn't mean to meddle in other people's business, so he walked home with his head bowed and his sleeves curled up. .

There was no one in the Cui family for a month, and the house was very dusty. After Cui En went back, he cleaned up the inside and outside of the house, and moved in the pots of flowers that were about to fall in the yard.

When Cui Jingxing arrived home, the house was basically cleaned up, and he habitually persuaded: "Uncle Cui, you are not young anymore, when I come back, just tidy up together slowly, in case you get tired... "He stopped suddenly when he said this.

Cui En held up a big jar and put it on the ground with a dry cough. Since he exposed his skills, he has nothing to hide from Cui Jingxing.

Cui Jingxing was still a little uncomfortable, but he felt that Cui En was even more uncomfortable, so he smiled and joked to ease the atmosphere, "Uncle Cui, if I had known that you had this skill, I would not have been hungry even if I was a performer."

Cui En relaxed a little, and said with a smile: "Master, the prize is just some three-legged cat's kung fu, so it can't be put on the stage." He didn't explain what he meant by his martial arts.

Cui Jingxing had already promised Cui En that he would not persecute him, and naturally he would not pursue him relentlessly. After a moment of silence, he said, "Uncle Cui, thank you for taking care of me these years. The only relative in this world."

Cui En's body was slightly stiff, and his nose was a little sore. His young master was as kind-hearted as Engong.Thinking of his benefactor Mu Pingsheng, he was so excited that he almost blurted out the hidden past, but he still didn't say it in the end, and said after a long while: "Master, you are going to be a historian who will be famous forever. I really can’t get on the stage, if one day I am dying, I will tell you everything at that time.”

Cui Jingxing didn't care about that at all, but he knew Cui En's stubbornness, he finally sighed, patted him on the shoulder, went back to the house, changed into casual clothes, and cut the flowers and plants in the house.

He has no hobbies other than reading, but his father Mu Ping liked to take care of these flowers and plants when he was alive, and he followed suit when he was young, but he didn't have such thoughts when he grew up and his family was ruined.Now that he has settled down in the capital, he cannot set up a memorial tablet for his late father, so he can only use this way to remember his late father.

He is familiar with every pot of flowers and plants in this house, but today, after watering and watering, there is a pot of fresh green grass in the middle of the pot.

Cui Jingxing looked at the extra grass in the pot, and felt that the appearance of the grass was very familiar. He reached out to touch the leaves, and the grass leaves instantly closed and drooped as if wilting. He was a little surprised and said, "Mimosa?"

Cui Jingxing didn't remember that he had raised him before, could it be that Uncle Cui got it in?Without much doubt, he leaned over and slowly moved the mimosa to the window sill outside the house. This mimosa is poisonous and cannot be placed in the house.

"..." Mimosa suddenly jumped out of the soil, jumped on Cui Jingxing's head, beat him up, and then ran away very sad.

Cui Jingxing was a little dazed and hadn't recovered. He subconsciously grabbed the mimosa that was about to run away, and when he recovered, he dropped the flowerpot in his hand.

How can there be so many monsters in the world?I am afraid that there is only one who entangles him.Cui Jingxing looked at the combined leaves of the mimosa, the shape of this leaf was indeed the same as that of the little fairy.

Cui Jingxing hesitated, and asked in a low voice: "Are you... the little fairy who saved me many times in Linhe County?"

Mimosa patted the back of his hand hard.

Cui Jingxing has already confirmed it after seeing this, this is indeed the style of that little goblin.He smiled guiltily: "I didn't expect it to be you, I thought you left here."

Mimosa twisted her body, and it seemed that she was still angry.

Cui Jingxing couldn't hide the smile on his eyebrows, and he went back to the house with a mimosa in his hands, "What kind of soil do you like? Black soil? Yellow soil?"

A stem of the mimosa sticks out and touches Cui Jingxing's chest.

Cui Jingxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You used to be just leaves lying on my chest, but now you still have roots. If you don't put it in the soil, you may wither."

Mimosa rolled up a lock of Cui Jingxing's hair and pulled it hard.

Cui Jingxing gasped in pain, this little ancestor's habit of pulling out people's hair when things went wrong really couldn't be changed.He had no choice but to find a clean bottle, fill it with water, and said to the mimosa: "If there is a shortage of water, put the roots in. But you are probably a bit big, so let's see if you can go in first." "

The mimosa jumped onto the table in disdain, it didn't go into the bottle, but emitted a little green light, and then the whole plant shrunk in half, almost the size of a fist, and the extra stems, leaves and roots disappeared.

Cui Jingxing was very surprised, the monsters were indeed different from ordinary flowers and plants.

The shrunken mimosa jumped onto Cui Jingxing's head, found its familiar "nest", and stayed there honestly again, proudly standing upright and declaring the sovereignty of this territory, but after a while, the stems and leaves limp down Sticking to Cui Jingxing's hair, he seemed to be asleep.

Cui Jingxing couldn't help laughing, but it was really eye-catching for him to wear this green hair. He thought about it, so he re-tied his hair into a bun to cover the mimosa.

Mimosa pressed Cui Jingxing's scalp with a stalk, and was very satisfied with the new "room".