The most powerful minister in the world

Yun Ziying said yes and was about to leave, but he happened to see Zuo Que entering the palace. He bowed and said hello. This prime minister of the Southern Kingdom had the talent to govern the world. He was almost seventy years old, but he was already strong and walked like the wind.

Zuo Que asked Sheng Gong well first, then smiled and said, "What has the prince been busy with in the East Palace recently?"

"What can I be busy with? With you in the capital, I can have some free time."

Qian Yang leaned his forehead and watched the two of them chatting non-stop. He knocked on the couch with the jade Ruyi beside him and said, "Are you two planning to leave me alone?"

Hearing this, the two of them smiled. Yun Ziying waved his sleeves to signal Zuo Que to speak. Zuo Que held his hands and naturally dropped them. He leaned forward slightly and said, "Your Majesty, this is a good thing."

"From southern Xinjiang, from northern Xinjiang?"

Zuo Que shrugged and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, is it possible that we only have these two places in the southern country?"

Yun Ziying was scared to death and signaled Zuo Que with his eyes, but Qian Yang didn't take it seriously and cursed an old fox, making Zuo Que laugh with twists and turns.

"Okay, I don't have time to listen to you talk about it. What's going on?"

Zuo Que first twisted his body and glanced at Yun Ziying beside him, and then said: "There is news about Li Guogong's granddaughter."

Qian Yang, who was tapping his leg with Yu Ruyi, suddenly stopped. After a while, he continued tapping and asked, "Where is he?"

"A state pastor in Northern Xinjiang saw him but didn't keep him, but he must still be in Northern Xinjiang."

"Tell her to go down and put up a portrait where she has appeared."

"Yes, there is one more thing. King Annan transported a large amount of goods from Jiangnan to Beijing by water."

Qianyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the green smoke curled up, showing murderous intent.

"They are all rare items, worth a lot of money, and some old people in the capital own them."

Qian Yang was speechless for a long time. He looked at the dead skin on his fingers and pulled it off and said, "Let him go. Jingxi is in Jiangnan, so there won't be any trouble."

Yun Ziyingyou accompanied Zuo Que and Qian Yang to discuss some serious matters. At this moment, Zi Ying was leaving the palace with Zuo Que. He glanced sideways at Zuo Que and said, "Mr. Zuo Que, isn't that right?"

"Haha~" Zuo Que was restrained and kept his gaze forward, "What's wrong?"

"My father doesn't seem to have asked you to investigate the matter of Li Guogong's granddaughter, right? Wenyuan Pavilion is so busy that you have to rush to eat every day. Do you still have time to take care of this matter?"

"I don't want to worry about it. Someone informed me of the whereabouts. After getting confirmation, I told His Majesty."

"Who told me?"

Zuo Que stopped, pursed his lips and said, "A charlatan."

Yun Ziying wanted to ask again, but Zuo Que said first, "If the prince has nothing to do, why not follow me to Wenyuan Pavilion to help handle political affairs?"

Our current prince only shrank his neck and smiled when he heard this: "Goodbye then, I have something else to do, Zuo Ge is always working hard."

Seeing the prince escaping in a hurry, Zuo Que twisted his beard and smiled, and a few blue birds flew over the green tiles of the palace wall. He said with a sigh of relief: "It's spring again."

Thousands of miles of warblers sing green and red, water villages, mountains and Guojiu flag wind.

The east wind from the south of the Yangtze River blows the spring wrinkles, how many buildings are in the mist and rain?

On the edge of Taihu Lake in Suzhou, Jiangnan, the sun is shining high and the willows are green. The literati are making tea in the pavilions and admiring the scenery. Their ears are filled with the sweet and sweet sound of women from the water town playing the harp.

On the bluestone road, a handsome young man was wearing a navy discharge-dyed printed brocade robe, an ice-blue dragon and phoenix pattern belt tied around his waist, with flowing hair and phoenix eyes with water-cut pupils. He really looked like a jade tree standing in the wind, with a graceful demeanor.

The maid behind her has a slender waist and elegant figure, and her body is still clear and elegant.

The maid's upper body is wearing a dark pink long-needle wide-sleeved tapestry camouflage brown and pale violet herringbone brocade brocade. Her lower body is a black orchid hand-stretched Li single phoenix fairy skirt, and she is draped in a dark orchid brushed hydrangea pattern cloud. shoulder.

The delicate temples are dotted with emerald jade steps, filigree chalcedony earrings hang from her ears, and her slender hands wear inlaid Hetian jade bracelets.

The slender waist is gracefully tied with a maroon half-moon wavy sash, with a sachet of broken branches hanging on it. On her feet are milky smoke satin and treasure-phase patterned cloud-head embroidered shoes.

Those who didn't know thought she was a young lady from a certain aristocratic family who had not yet left the palace.

As soon as these two people appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of many people. The gentle and gentle waterside woman whispered and looked at the young master shyly.

As for the young men from aristocratic families who were dressed in rich clothes, they looked at the girl behind them and then at the beauties accompanying them, and couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.

I saw the maid pouting and looking resentfully at the radiant young master. Her pouted lips could have hung a lantern.

"Sir, is it really okay if you don't bring Mr. Lan out? What if someone is trying to assassinate you?"

Jingxi stopped, turned around with a folding fan in hand, tapped Lian'er's little head lightly and said, "Come out to play with a droopy face, be careful of how you treat the young master."

Lian'er covered her butt in fear and jumped back, showing her little tiger teeth and said, "Sir, there is a bamboo tube rice seller over there. Lian'er wants to eat it~"

"Yeah~ That's right. Tell the master what you want to eat, what you want to buy, and what you want to play. If you are happy, the master will be happy."

Lan'er stepped forward and hooked his arm with her little face raised in amusement. She hid her feet and said, "Master, how long will we be out playing for?"

"You can play as long as you want. Mu Sheng and Pang Dun are in the yamen, so it'll be no problem."

"Young master, you are so bad. Did you ask Mr. Mu to pretend to be you just to play like this today?"

"See through, don't tell."

At this time, a clear voice came from the adjacent pavilion: "Master, Master?"

Lian'er looked over Jingxi's shoulder, tugged on his sleeve and said, "Master, there is a woman over there calling you."

Jingxi looked up and saw a woman in red standing on the railing of the pavilion waving to him. When the woman saw him looking over, her face turned red and she said, "Young Master, may I come here for a drink?"

Jingxi saw that she looked like a seventh-grade girl, so he went happily.

The so-called appearance is as good as that of a master of several grades, which is Jing Xi's own recognition of a woman's beauty and figure. The first grade is the lowest, the grand master is the highest, the third grade is ugly, the third to fifth grade is average, and the fifth grade is beautiful.

In his eyes, Lian'er is the Cave Mysterious Realm, and Liu Ningmei is the Grand Master.

As soon as Jingxi entered the pavilion, the man in the pavilion felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but he also bowed politely.

The woman in red knelt down and said, "Thank you, Master, for accepting the invitation. Do you know your surname?"

"My surname is Jing, and the single character is Xi."

Lan'er pinched Jingxi quietly, and Jingxi glared back at her. The woman in red also covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Young Master, could it be that..."

"Hey~ I just have the same name and surname as the governor from Beijing, but we don't dare to reach high places."

Hearing this, the woman in red breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out her hand and said: "Song Yanan, young lady, please sit down quickly, sir, and I will pour you a glass."

Jingxi sat down, opened the folding fan and fanned gently. Seeing his demeanor, Song Yanan couldn't help but be stunned, and didn't even notice the drink spilling.

Lian'er pouted and said, "It's full!"