Be an official

Shao Yan went to Chen Huanluo's house first.

Bed|The person on the bed is wrapped in the quilt, with a fair face, flushed cheeks, and long hair scattered on the pillow.

Shao Yan reached out and touched his forehead, it was a little hot.

Because last night, I really had a fever.

Chen Huanluo opened his eyes slightly, and saw that he was dressed in a brocade robe. The handsome and majestic man had a distressed expression on his face. Chen Huanluo revealed his smooth arms from under the quilt, "hot"

A corner of the quilt twitched, and then a ball of yellow and white mixed hair emerged from the quilt, slipped out of the quilt from around Chen Huanluo's neck, lay on his face, and opened his round black eyes.

hungry.

heat.

The little hairball didn't stand upright, and fell headlong on Chen Huanluo's face. The palm-sized body was fluffy and itchy.

"Go to bed first, I'll ask the housekeeper to make medicine for you, you have a little fever. Wait for me to come back."

Shao Yan was about to leave, but Chen Huanluo took his hand.

His eyes were moist because he had just woken up, Shao Yan looked a little more affectionate, and his throat was a little dry.

"feed it"

The little hairball yawned a little, put its head next to Chen Huanluo's face, pouted its little furry buttocks, and glared at Shao Yan.

hungry.

to eat.

Shao Yan ordered the housekeeper to deliver medicine and goat milk to the house, and no one should disturb him, and no outsiders were allowed to enter the Qinglan Courtyard, so he brought Jiang Xing to court.

In the court hall, the atmosphere was a little depressing.

Chen Xiuqi said, "Northeast snowstorms occur every year, and each time is more serious. The imperial court sowed silver and grain as early as autumn, and now there are still hundreds of people starving to death and migrating to the south. Surprisingly expensive.”

The Kungan Kingdom has a large area and stretches along the coast. There are mountains, valley bottoms, glaciers, and sea fields in the interior. The complex terrain has caused frequent disasters in the middle of the country every year.

The silver taels and food sent have gone through layers of checks, and how much can be delivered to the hands of the people is left.

Highland barley is produced in the Northeast, and large families grind it into flour, which can be stored for a long time.

Food along the road is expensive, but no one sells food to relieve the hungry people, and instead raises the price.

What's more, a stretch of snow-capped mountains in the northeast, connected to other countries, is an important battlefield for Kunqian, and the troops guarding the area also need a lot of supplies to avoid the cold.

The borderlands should not be chaotic.

Marquis of Wubei, also Rong Lingjun's father, was not far from the Northeast, and Chen Xiuqi had already sent envoys to deliver a letter to distribute food money from the land of Marquis of Wubei.

Zhang Li of the Ministry of Industry stepped down because of the salt hidden in the ice altar. The emperor has not ordered the elimination of the Ministry of Industry so far, but it is also a chance for the ministers of the Ministry of Industry. It's just that even this kind of thing can't be done well.

"Your Majesty, the grain is transported to the Northeast. There are bandits here all the year round. Although the marching officers and soldiers dare not rob, the poverty of the people is also an important reason." The minister who stood up from the Ministry of Industry said.

Bandits?

Shao Yan thought for a while, the disaster year and the bandits, can they survive the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, and can they still feel joyful and grateful for the dynasty during the New Year.

"By the way, Prime Minister, is there any clue to the case of martial arts poisoning?" Chen Xiuqi asked.

Shao Yan saluted, turned his eyes around the minister, and said slowly, "The minister is under investigation, and already has some clues."

Chen Xiuqi nodded, leaving a few generals and civil servants behind, and let the others retreat.

The emperor didn't name him, so he naturally didn't want him to be involved.

The former emperor ordered Shao Yan to stay in the court to help the emperor. Back then, Shao Yan had military power and could not leave the imperial city. Now the emperor does not want him to stay away from the imperial city.

The ministers in the court were wholeheartedly toward the emperor, and those who had different intentions did not have a clear name, how could Shao Yan dare to stay away from the court.

However, thinking of the lonely wild goose in the desert, the lonely city in the setting sun, and the heroic and sonorous military songs, how can a man not yearn for it.

I went to the imperial hospital to ask for medicine, the first-class medicinal materials in the palace, and the illness will be cured quickly.

All the way back to the prime minister's mansion, Han Xu was playing with Jiangyue, pretending to tell a story, when he caught sight of Shao Yan coming in, he immediately grabbed him.

"If you don't believe me, ask your lord, is it a legend in Jianghu when the blood orphan fought tens of thousands of bones in the desert? At that time, the sky was dark and the yellow sand was stained with blood—"

Jiangyue hugged her brother in fear.

Shao Yan slapped him, "Be honest."

"You don't let me go out, and you don't let me talk." Han Xu grabbed Shao Yan's robe, "Why doesn't Brother Rong come to see me?"

Shao Yan pinched his chin, "Your brother Rong doesn't want you anymore."

After staying for more than half a month, I was bored to death.

Han Xu grabbed Shao Yan's robe and didn't let go, Shao Yan let out a hey, and directly weighed his collar.

The old housekeeper trotted behind, shouting as he walked, "Your Excellency, be careful, Mr. Han is young, that is an official robe, don't break it."

There was no one in the hall for a while, Jiangyue smiled at Jiangxing, and said foolishly, "Jiangxing, I still want to hear it."

Jiang Xing scratched his nose, "Let's go to the teahouse to listen to cross talk."

Shao Yan grabbed Han Xu and threw him into the house, "What does the owner of Huaji Villa look like?"

Han Xu was taken aback, and let go of his hand. Shao Yan was a head taller than him. At this time, the official robe was still in place, and his aura was fierce, sharp-edged, and handsome.

Shao Yan frowned, took off his clothes, and hung them on the wooden hanger, "I saw the people from Huaji Villa in the city last night, and you were mentioned in it."

Han Xu asked nervously, "What did they say?"

Shao Yan poured himself a cup of tea, "I heard that the man said he has found you, and he plans to break into the prime minister's mansion in a few days and arrest you back."

Han Xu was young, and relied on his own posture in the arena to be fearless, and now he raised his heart, "Hey, I will definitely stay in the prime minister's mansion honestly, and I won't cause trouble for you. Send someone to protect me"

Shao Yan pursed his lips and looked at him with a half-smile.

Han Xu rubbed his nose and smiled uncomfortably, "Master Prime Minister? Brother Shao? You are talking, don't look at me like that."

"Where are you from?"

Han Xu coughed twice, "You must have never heard of my house, anyway, it's very close to Brother Rong's house, and then we got to know each other."

"Oh, really"

Han Xu followed his buttocks and tugged at his robe.

In the green bamboo house, there are a few more stoves, which are especially hot.

Chen Huanluo touched his forehead, feeling a little hot, drowsy and weak.

He put on his robe, hugged the little fur ball in his arms, and went out to get some air.

The coldness of winter still carries the cold fragrance of plum blossoms in the air.

As soon as Rong Lingjun walked into the Prime Minister's Qinglan Courtyard, he saw a man in a light yellow robe standing quietly in front of the carved door deep in the green bamboo.

He walked a few steps quickly, "Huan Luo"

Chen Huanluo looked at him in surprise, "Master Rong, why are you here?"

His robes were casually loose, and his long hair was untied, making him a little more frail.

Rong Lingjun stretched out his hand to tie his cloak, smiled, "I'm going home to see Han Xu, and say goodbye to you."

Chen Huanluo nodded, but didn't ask him why he went home.

Wubei is not close to here, and it takes about three months to go back and forth.

Chen Huanluo lowered his eyes slightly, probably there was an important reason for Rong Lingjun to go back now.

There is still more than a month to celebrate the New Year, and the Chinese New Year will probably stay on the road.

If Lord Wubei wanted him to go back for the New Year, he should have moved one month earlier.

It should be the emperor's will to be so anxious now.

And if you rush to Wubei now——

Touching his cheek with a warm hand, Chen Huanluo came back from his contemplation in shock.

"Are you sick? Your complexion is very bad. You have to take good care of yourself, it may take a long time for us to see each other." Rong Lingjun looked at him regretfully, with a little more emotion in his eyes.

The little hairball in his arms raised his head, licked Chen Huanluo's fingers with his pink mouth, bit his small fangs, and began to drink in small sips.

Just as Rong Lingjun was about to stop him, Shao Yan strode over and grabbed his hand, pulling it out from Xiao Maotuan's mouth, and blood dripped all over the back of Chen Huanluo's hand.

"That's enough, go into the room first, and I'll bandage your wound."

Shao Yan pulled Chen Huanluo into the house, and then closed the door.

Han Xu jumped in front of Rong Lingjun from behind, "Brother Rong, you are biased, so you don't come to find me first."

Rong Lingjun said apologetically, "I went, the housekeeper said you were with the prime minister." He looked around, "Is your injury healed?"

Both Han Xu and Rong Ling also left Qinglan Courtyard and went to the guest room.

Shao Yan casually threw the little thing on the bed, and the little hairball yelped twice in dissatisfaction, and rolled its chubby body twice on the soft quilt before getting up unsteadily.

Shao Yan pressed the wound on his fingertips with gauze in distress, and said dissatisfiedly, "You are still sick, so what should you do if you lose too much blood?"

Ah.

Chen Huanluo laughed, "It's just a small bite, it's okay."

Shao Yan snorted, wrapped his fingers into rice dumplings, pouted, and suddenly cupped Chen Huanluo's face with both hands.

Chen Huanluo was taken aback, then frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"

Shao Yan rubbed his cheeks with both hands, then let go with a hum, bent down and picked him up, turned around and put him on the bed, covered the quilt, "Don't move, I'll ask the housekeeper to bring some porridge and medicine."

Chen Huanluo lowered his head and touched the little hairball.

Moaning, the hairball climbed onto the pillow, supported his arm, climbed up with two small paws, and stood up by itself, just like a cat that was about to eat.

hungry.

Chen Huanluo patted its forehead, "It's so good, besides eating it is sleeping."

The little hairball flicked its thumb-sized tail, and its body was unstable.

Heck, sit down.

Black round eyes looked at him in confusion.

Chen Huanluo stretched out his tight fingers that were bandaged by Shao Yan, and frowned.

Is there any urgent matter in the court that requires Rong Lingjun to rush to Wubei immediately?

They are all in the north, not to mention the agreement between Lord Wubei and Mr. Yang.

The little fur ball imitated him, raising its furry paws.

Hey, it's all white.

The little hairball sat on its tail, looked at its own paws, and at Chen Huanluo's fingers.

As soon as Shao Yan walked in, he saw a person and a hair ball, sitting and looking at each other.

"Hehe, this little thing really looks like you."

Chen Huanluo came back to his senses, lowered his head, and also laughed out loud, poking the small paw of the little hairball with his swollen fingers that were bandaged.

The little hairball couldn't stand still, and flopped, lying on the quilt.

Stupidly looked up at him.

Super cute.

Shao Yan thought.

It's not Xiao Maotuan, it's Chen Huanluo.

I really want to rush over and hug him.

Shao Yan held the bowl, and Chen Huanluo scooped it up and drank it himself.

"Master Rong came to say goodbye to me. Do you know the reason? The Chinese New Year is on the way."

Shao Yan knew what it was for, the emperor summoned Rong Lingjun after the court ministers withdrew.

The food and silver in the court have already been allocated, and after various checkpoints have been deducted, there is not much left.

The emperor had indicated that he would allocate a large amount of food and grass again, and Rong Lingjun would lead the army to the Northeast, and send a letter to Lord Wubei, ordering him to open a warehouse to help the victims.

In Rong Lingjun's line of work, the army only brought food and grass. To put it bluntly, it was to force those rich and wealthy households who wanted to raise the price of food to rush to sell food and grass.

Then a group of people bought the disaster relief from the princely and landlord's house at a low price.

Shao Yan smiled, coaxed him to eat a few more bites of shortbread, and said in a low voice, "The hungry people in the three northeastern provinces have rioted. I guess the emperor should send Young Lord Rong to Wubei to send troops to suppress it." .”

Chen Huanluo couldn't swallow, shook his head after a few mouthfuls, Shao Yan said, "Kungan has been stable for the past few years, and there are often disputes on the border. Really safe."

Shao Yan also leaned against the bed, and leaned against the head of the bed with him, feeling, "Fortunately, there is King Yu Ye guarding the northwest, which saves the emperor a lot of worry."

Chen Huanluo was horrified when he heard that, King Yu was the sixth younger brother of the late emperor, even the current emperor's uncle, the last emperor sent this only surviving younger brother far to the northwest a few years before his death, without the imperial order, he was not allowed to enter the royal city.

At that time, the six kings were seriously injured due to the battle for the heir apparent in the early years, their health was not good, and their age was even worse. There were many ministers in the court who wrote to the emperor to think twice.

The crown prince Chen Xiuqi was young, and the release of this fierce tiger in the royal city really worried the late emperor, so he insisted on taking over the military power and letting the northwest go.

Shao Yan said that the current emperor is relieved of King Yu, because there are six princes guarding the northwest——

Unless the tiger enters the nest and restrains his mind, or the current emperor is too naive.

Thinking about this, Chen Huanluo covered his mouth and coughed twice, then pushed Shao Yan, "Get up, the room is a bit stuffy, I want to go out for a walk."

Shao Yan stood up, and saw that the little hairball lying on Chen Huanluo's pillow had fallen asleep with his butt out.

Only the finger-sized tail dangled and flicked.

I finally stopped talking.

In another courtyard, Han Xu asked with a smile on his face, "When will Brother Rong come back?"

Rong Lingjun glanced at the gate of the courtyard, lowered his head and drank tea, "About two or three months, are you used to living here?"

Han Xu pursed her lips, laying on the table, and suddenly remembered something, "Brother Rong, wait a moment, I'll write a letter and you take it to my mother."

Rong Lingjun grabbed him, shook his head, and approached him in a low voice, "Xiaoxu, it's inconvenient for me to travel, and I may not be able to bring you the letter." He even lowered his voice, "Your identity must not let others People know it, so be careful."

Han Xu nodded and smiled to reassure him.

Then the two talked about some Jianghu affairs, and after about an hour, Rong Lingjun left.