Father is on top, I was wrong

What happened in the corner was so fast that people couldn't react, and when everyone gathered around, Wen Wujue had already let go of Xiao Gui.

He took out a plain brocade handkerchief from his wide sleeve, wiped his hands, and his eyes fell on Xiao Gui coldly, as if he was looking at a mad dog.

Xiao Gui seemed to be still in a daze, his eyes followed him closely.

The crowd quickly pulled the two exhausted teenagers away, and Li Ling poked Lu Jia's nose with a trembling orchid finger, "You! You bold madman! How dare you fight the emperor!"

Wen Wujue grabbed Lu Jia, pulled him behind, and softly reprimanded: "Eunuch Li is scolding you, why don't you go outside and kneel."

Lu Jia reacted immediately, gave Xiao Gui a hard look, and walked out of the hall without saying a word.

Wen Wujue lightly changed the felony of beating the emperor's beheading by a servant to kneeling, and he showed no shame, which made Li Ling's teeth itch with anger.

Although the courtiers were shocked by what happened in front of them, they all pretended to be deaf and dumb. No one asked Lu Jia to blame. They only pretended to ask the emperor how his injuries were and whether he should call the imperial doctor.

After all, the absurd behavior of Xiao Gui, a foolish king, is obvious to all, and it would be shameful to spread it out.

What's more, Wen Wujue is controlling the current state affairs, whoever is full and has nothing to do will have trouble with him.

But what surprised everyone was his attitude. He always followed the etiquette of a monarch and his ministers to Xiao Gui before, and did not exceed the half-point etiquette system.Xiao Gui was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot only if he was arrogant.

Now it seems that he has completely changed his personality, he is still gentle and polite, but soft and strong, and cannot tolerate the slightest provocation.

Everyone only said that he was already chilled, and he no longer maintained superficial skills with Xiao Gui.

The discussion process in the second half was exceptionally smooth. From the beginning to the end, Xiao Gui was like a mad dog with a broken leg, sitting on it with a cold face and not saying a word, only staring at Wen Wujue.

When he didn't speak, everyone felt like a fish in water, discussing which general to choose as the grain guard, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

In the end, Wen Wujue only told the officials in charge to do their own thing, don't procrastinate, and didn't even give Xiao Gui a look.

The man became a veritable mascot.

"Why did the prime minister let Li Ling be the military governor? You are not afraid..."

Coming out from His Royal Highness Xuan Yi, Tang Yu and Wen Wujue walked down the imperial steps side by side, and couldn't help asking.

We all know that Li Ling is Xiao Gui's confidant, so if he messes with such a person, isn't the Prime Minister afraid of his betrayal?

Looking at the overlapping palace gates in the distance, Wen Wujue said softly: "He won't. He came here following the late emperor. Even if he doesn't think of the emperor, he still has to think of the late emperor. Besides, he is not an ordinary Internal eunuch, the first emperor was besieged in Bailong Mountain. He was the one who guessed the internal traitor, made a decisive decision, and led people to the savior. Externally, he can quickly judge the situation and seize the opportunity. Internally, he is mellow enough. The position of military governor is not easy. , Coordinating the capital army and the border army is enough, he has the ability to do it."

Tang Yu suddenly understood, "Prime Minister really knows people and is good at responsibility, and is thoughtful and far-sighted. I'm not as good as an official."

Wen Wujue smiled lightly, and didn't care, he was only considering the best benefits.

At this time, the heavy snow still did not stop, and under the 99th-level imperial steps, a gray figure was kneeling proudly, with a pale complexion.

Wen Wujue hurriedly took three steps and made two steps, walked to his side, and helped him up, the snow under his knees was melted, leaving only two deep holes.

"I wronged you today."

Lu Jia's face was very pale, but his eyes were hot, "I'm not wronged, I am willing."

Tang Yu hurriedly untied her cloak and wrapped it around him, and said with a smile, "You child, why are you so honest, you kneel when you are asked to kneel, and you don't choose a place to block the snow."

Wen Wujue said with a smile: "You can also see that this kid is good in everything, but he is too honest."

Tang Yu sighed: "Solid eyes are fine too, don't worry if you keep such a person by your side."

The two helped Lu Jia out of the Xuanwu Gate. Tang Yu saw that Wen Wujue was only in a soft sedan chair, and said, "Prime Minister, why don't you go back in my carriage, I think the child's knees may not be able to walk. .”

Wen Wujue thought for a while, and said, "Alright, then thank you Runzhi."

Runzhi is Tang Yu's nickname. In the past, they used to call each other adults, but after changing their nicknames, they seemed much closer.

Tang Yu was overwhelmed by flattery. Although he was of the same generation, he thought he did not dare to stand shoulder to shoulder with the prime minister.

After the two said goodbye to each other, Wen Wujue took Lu Jia back home in a carriage.

As soon as he arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, seeing Lu Jia's face was pale with cold, and he was about to have a fever, Wen Bo jumped up in a hurry, and ordered someone to quickly boil a bucket of hot ginger water, let him soak it to get rid of the cold, and put it in again. A bowl of thick ginger soup was poured down for him, and Lu Jia's whole body gradually regained some color.

After all, the young man has a good foundation. He didn't have a fever that night, and he looked more energetic the next day.

If so, after Wen Bo roughly figured out what happened, although it was inconvenient for him to point and scold at the person in the palace, he often spoke with guns and sticks, and sometimes he would secretly poke at him by taking advantage of the opportunity of his mouth. Poke the one in the curse palace.

All the boys didn't hear it at first, but Wen Wujue heard it clearly, seeing that he still had some sense of propriety, so he let him go.

After the matter in southern Xinjiang was roughly finalized with the courtiers, the prime minister's mansion has gradually become busy these few days.

First of all, there is the issue of food donations. That day Wen Wujue boasted to Haikou in the court that the Wen family wanted to donate [-] shi of food, but of course they couldn't get it out.The Wen family only has a bunch of poor relatives. They don't have a lot of land and Zhuangzi like other aristocratic families that have run for hundreds of years.

"Wen Bo, ask the accountant to do an inventory. Only the rice that is available for this year is enough, and donate the rest."

Wen Bo frowned, "Prime Minister, the Prime Minister's mansion has been hollowed out, and the house is sold for less than ten thousand shi."

Wen Wujue stood on the porch, holding a warm hand stove in his hand, pointed at Lu Jia who was practicing sword in the garden, and said with a light smile, "I didn't ask you to sell the house, let's sell that kid first, this martial skill is pretty good , and can show people the yard, it should be worth some money.”

He spoke in a serious manner, as if he was really calculating his income. Lu Jia had sharp ears, but after hearing this, he stopped what he was doing and stared in their direction blankly.

Wen Bo immediately echoed: "The Prime Minister is right, this kid is not very smart, he should sell it, and subsidize his family."

After speaking, he turned his head and said, "That's still not enough, Prime Minister."

Wen Wujue waved his hand and said softly: "Don't worry, someone will come to our door in a few days."

Wen Bo was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what was being said.

"You just go to our village to count things up, make it louder, and don't let people see that we have no food."

"Okay, is it hard to beat my old man by making some momentum?"

Regarding this point, Wen Wujue was not worried. With Wen Bo's voice and skill, there were really few people who could not be fooled by him.

In the afternoon, Wen Wujue saw that the sky that had been gloomy for several days now had some sunshine, so he put on a knee mask, and took a soft sedan to the Forbidden Army Academy on the outskirts of the city.

The Forbidden Army Academy is located at the foot of the hill behind the Imperial Palace, which is convenient for the Forbidden Army to guard the city and change shifts, and it is more convenient for daily drills.

When they arrived at the gate of the camp, Lu Jia was holding a jade domino, and the guards let them pass, and the sedan chair went straight to the lobby of the Chinese Army without hindrance.

Xu Ding, the commander of the imperial army, had already received the news and was waiting at the door.

"I will meet the prime minister at the end."

Wen Wujue got off the sedan chair and gave him a little support, "Commander Xu doesn't need to be too polite."

Xu Ding, who was established in the past year, has made great military achievements. He has always run the army strictly and has a cold personality.

Many people who have never met him may think that this is a burly man, but in fact, his face is like a crown jade, he looks like a gentle civil servant, not a military general at all.

"Prime Minister, please."

Wen Wujue followed him into the main hall of the Chinese army. This is the place where the imperial army discusses their daily affairs. It is spacious and simple, and there are eighteen kinds of weapons on the left and right sides, shining brightly.

"Commander Xu must have known that I came here to select the food security officer in southern Xinjiang."

Although Xu Ding was dressed in ordinary clothes, his cold expression remained undiminished. "The last general has received the documents from the Ministry of War, and several deputy commanders are already waiting outside. I wonder how the prime minister wants to be selected?"

Wen Wujue pondered for a moment and said: "You don't have to stick to the rank of deputy commanders. Why don't you let all the forbidden troops from the fifth rank and above go to the colonel to compete. How should I choose?"

Xu Ding was slightly surprised when he heard this, but he didn't object.

There are a total of 2 imperial troops, one-tenth of which are above the fifth rank. It is not easy to choose from 2000 people.

"Prime Minister, wait a moment, I will make arrangements at the end."

Xu Ding arranged for 2000 people to be divided into ten groups, and they entered the practice field at the same time. There were smoke forests, swamp areas, arrow clusters, etc. in the practice field.

Wen Wujue and Xu Ding sat next to the incense burner, drinking tea slowly, watching a group of lively teenagers rushing into the school grounds.

"Master Xu is good at training soldiers. This group of young people looks very energetic. It is very reassuring to entrust them with guarding the palace."

Xu Ding said indifferently: "The prime minister is absurd. Since the establishment of the first emperor, the forbidden army has always been strictly regulated. This is all the credit of the first emperor."

Wen Wujue twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, no wonder everyone said that Commander Xu was remote and aloof, and he didn't accept human feelings, and now it seems that it is true.

Since he didn't want to have a deep talk with him, Wen Wujue stopped talking, and the two of them just quietly looked at the practice field with dense trees in the distance.

The fireworks in the furnace gradually burned to the end, a young man came over to change the next one, and saw a black figure suddenly rushing out of the forest, jumped over the flag stand, and pulled down the small flag.

Xu Ding nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand to signal the second group to enter.

"What's his name?" Wen Wujue asked.

"Chen Feng."

Wen Wujue nodded, and looked him up and down. The black-skinned and strong boy had plenty of energy, but it was a pity that he lacked a bit of aura.

Afterwards, several groups continued one after another, and the people who pulled out the flags in each group competed in pairs at the end.