Be an official

Two major events took place in the court today.

One is that Jiang Cheng, the servant of the household department, sued Zhou Jiayi, the minister of the household department, and Luo Yi, the head of the Ministry of Industry, for colluding with local officials to embezzle the National Bank during disaster relief.

The other thing is that this year's winter test will be supervised by Prime Minister Shao Yan, with the Ministry of Officials as an assistant, and will follow the arrangements of the Prime Minister.

After the court, Shao Yan walked back slowly with his hands behind his hands.

"Master Shao, Master Shao, please stop, the officials will not be able to catch up"

Shao Yan stopped, waiting for the Minister of the Household Department to catch up and walk side by side with him.

"Sir Shao, what do you think of today's court affairs?" Hubu Shangshu is a round fat man, surnamed Zhou, in his 60s, and rarely talks with Shao Yan on weekdays.

Although Shao Yan is the prime minister and the head of all the officials, but it is still a title. The chief secretary of the six departments seldom takes Shao Yan seriously. Shao Yan directly obeys the emperor, but he seldom directly intervenes in the affairs of the six departments of the court In their view, Shaoyan's prime minister is just a playmate who plays with the emperor, and has no actual authority.

Shao Yan smiled slightly, "Master Zhou, Mr. Jiang Cheng is the servant of the household department, right? The people he sued are Mr. Zhou Jiayi of the household department, and the other is Roy, the head of the Ministry of Industry. None of these people have anything to do with me. What's the use in looking at it?"

Hu Bushang was already fat, and Shao Yan's nine-foot figure, as soon as he walked a long way, Zhou Fatty could only trot along, panting and said, "Then why did the Prime Minister say in the court that Jiang Cheng's memorial should be investigated clearly?" Woolen cloth"

Shao Yan seemed to have just remembered, and clapped his hands, "The emperor asked me, and I just said it casually. Besides, if Zhou Jiayi is really not corrupt, what are you afraid of, Lord Shangshu? Aren't they going to come back in ten days and a half months?"

Fatty Zhou trotted up to him, and asked unwillingly, "It must be a foul report."

Shao Yan stopped suddenly, Fatty Zhou caught up panting, the gray beard on his round face trembled with the panting, Shao Yan looked at him with his lips curled up, he was already tough and heroic, but at this moment There was a bit of banter and disdain in his eyes, like Hades on the battlefield. Fatty Zhou trembled when he saw it. Shao Yan said slowly, "Is it a false accusation? Just wait for the Ministry of Criminal Investigation to investigate clearly. Is Mr. Zhou too nervous?" Oh, by the way, that Zhou Jiayi seems to be surnamed Zhou too."

Shao Yan turned his eyes on the Hubu Shangshu's stomach, and laughed loudly, as if he wasn't the one who was under pressure just now. He reached out and patted his stomach, which made the Hubu Shangshu tremble. Shao Yan said, "Master Zhou The food is really good, I don’t know how much money I will give in a year.”

After saying that, he strode forward without looking back.

Hubu Shangshu stared at Shao Yan's back viciously, and his beard trembled with anger. How could Shao Yan not know how much their Fengyin was, but how much money could afford to support such a shiny fat man? Got it.

In the prime minister's mansion, the food had already been prepared, and they were waiting for Shao Yan to come back.

As soon as the carriage rang outside the door, the butler immediately ran out, helped take Shao Yan's coat, and said with a bitter face, "My lord, you are back, you can go into the mansion to have a look."

Shao Yan wrapped his arms around the thin old housekeeper and asked him, "Is there anything else that can make you hard? Why do I think my housekeeper is not afraid of anything?"

The old housekeeper snorted, "It's difficult for an honest official to do housework." He looked around and asked Shao Yan in a low voice, "My lord, Miss Yanwan and Mr. Chen, what do you think of them?"

Shao Yan put away his hands and strode into the hall, "Huan Luo can't compare with others, housekeeper, you have seen the thoughts of Master Tianben these days."

"Alas" the housekeeper followed his lord while sighing.

Shao Yan understood what the old housekeeper was talking about.

The side hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion is facing the scenery in the courtyard, so Shao Yan always likes to eat in the hall.

There are two tables in the hall. In front of one table are dozens of exquisite meals, beautiful in color, flying in the sky, walking on the ground, soup, vegetables, and snacks after the meal. It is the gentle and beautiful girl Yanwan.

On the other table, clear soup rice porridge, sweet porridge, served with finely chopped clear side dishes, rice wrapped in medicinal lotus leaves, two dishes, a piece of green and white tofu, fried golden on one side , the other side is tender and smooth, with an excellent taste.The other dish is stir-fried leafy vegetables. Shaoyan knows without looking. This dish is blanched on the delicious bones first, and the dry ingredients are also thrown in to cook. Even if you don't want the bone broth, throw it away.

Don't think it's just a vegetarian dish, you don't need to worry about the golden jade delicacies on the table at all. In his previous life, Shao Yan knew that Chen Huanluo was very good at cooking. Although most of them are vegetarian dishes, his family's Luoer's cooking skills are not bad at all. .

Every vegetarian dish is a medicinal diet, it is only delicious, there is no harm, and the meat dishes are also sweet and sweet, and the stomach will not feel greasy after eating, Shao Yan feels emotionally, in the last half year of his previous life, he and Chen Huanluo broke up in the battlefield, They each hold one side, but the food that the person cooked has been for a long time, and they have not eaten it again.

At the other end of the table, Chen Huanluo bowed his head to eat without even looking at Shao Yan.

Under Yan Wan's eager anticipation, Shao Yan moved to Chen Huanluo's table, sat down, turned his head and said to Yan Wan, "Hey, housekeeper, take Jiangyue and Jiangxing to sit there, my lord The injury is just not easy to use more meat, you can't let down the painstaking efforts of Miss Yan Wan."

After he finished speaking, he blinked at Chen Huanluo, Chen Huanluo looked at him coldly, and said flatly, "Ten taels of silver."

Shao Yan took out a silver ticket from his body and slapped it on the table, "100 taels, you still owe me nine meals" After finishing speaking, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks handed over by the servant, scooped it up by himself, and started eating.

"It's really delicious, really." Shao Yan showed a big smile at Chen Huanluo, but was met with a blank stare from the other party. Chen Huanluo got up and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Shao Yan.

"Huan Luo, are you free this afternoon? There is a fair today, and it won't end until late. Let's go shopping?"

Chen Huanluo didn't even look at him, "No"

Shao Yan quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and grabbed him, winking at him, "Some vendors who collect herbs will also set up a stall."

"so what"

"Some of them are rare in the mountains they pick, because there are too few, so they can be sold at a good price in the market, and there are many bidders." He looked at him expectantly.

Chen Huanluo thought for a while, turned his head slightly, and asked, "Are you here to pay?"

"Pay, I'll pay, I'll buy it for you"

"Oh", Chen Huanluo looked thoughtfully, and glanced at the girl Yan Wan who was looking at this side with aggrieved, "Okay then."

Shao Yan happily coaxed him, let him change his clothes first, and called the housekeeper, "It's time to add something to the house today, so let the chef only cook for the people in the house."

Shao Yan took two steps and walked up to the red-eyed girl Yan Wan, and said with a smile, "Yan Wan, you can also go out of the house, don't always be bored in the house."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the housekeeper, then swaggered to the back room to change clothes.

After walking through a few government roads, I arrived at the streets and alleys of the common people. There are various small stalls along the roadside, and the bustling crowds on the street are very lively.

Looking around, there are brocade clothes and brown clothes all over the street. Young masters and young masters are holding black paper fans all over the road, reciting poems and opposing each other, girls and young ladies are reserved and shy.

Shao Yan found that Chen Huanluo liked these things very much, and he was very interested in shops of all sizes along the way.

"I want this." He stuffed a ball of brown paper into Shao Yan's arms. Shao Yan paid the money, and looked down. The brown ball smelled ugly, like a ball of dirt.

"Walk slowly, there are many people, don't get lost." Shao Yan grabbed the person who was wandering in the crowd and let him walk side by side with him.

Chen Huanluo gave Shao Yan a disdainful look, and said, "Your stature, I saw you as soon as I turned around in the crowd."

Shao Yan blinked and smiled excitedly. I don't know if it was because of the crowds and his Luoer talked more. Shao Yan rubbed his nose, "Are you praising me for being tall and strong?"

Chen Huanluo grabbed a small rattle drum in front of a stall. The body of the drum was painted red, and the bell was silver-white. It flickered in the sun, and the sound was clear and crisp. He lowered his head and replied, "You idiot."

Shao Yan laughed loudly, "Mr. Chen is just praising me anyway. You like this? It's a child's plaything." Shao Yan also grabbed it and looked down.

"Grandpa, buy one for your little son. It's good to play with the children when you go back." The little boss of the booth immediately flatteringly introduced to the two people and other small things, all of which are handmade. There are many folk artists. .

Hearing their address, Shao Yan squinted at Chen Huanluo. This person seemed to have no feelings at all, and he was still very interested in listening to the vendor's introduction.

Because men can conceive, Kun Qianguo does not taboo masculinity, but the pregnancy rate is extremely low, and men are different from women. After pregnancy, they often need a lot of tonic medicinal materials to maintain a low life and ensure the safety of father and son. The expenses involved are not affordable by ordinary people.Moreover, the Kunqian State has regulations that can marry men, but they are not allowed to take concubines afterwards. Therefore, high-ranking officials and nobles rarely dare to take risks with their offspring. Besides, those who really want to marry men will naturally do so. Well, if there is no preparation for an heir, who is willing to let the lover do this.

And the people in the capital here call those who marry a man a little prince.

Shao Yan frowned, thinking hard, feeling sour and sweet, wondering whether Chen Huanluo didn't understand the local folk customs, or whether it was because of his own reasons that he didn't care what others called it.

He was pondering in his mind when Chen Huanluo suddenly put a circle of jingling things around his neck. He looked down and saw that there were more than a dozen small ceramic bottles worn together.

"Be careful, don't break it. If you break it, you will pay me." Chen Huanluo said coolly, and continued shopping swaggeringly. The thing, sweet, melted immediately after sticking to the tongue.

The author has something to say: It has been modified a bit, about the place where men give birth.