After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

The end of the Yuan Dynasty means that the vacation has also come to an end. Accompanied by the sound of morning drums, officials entered the court one after another, and those who should attend the court attended the court. Those who are not qualified to participate in the court will return to their respective government offices. No different from usual.

Because of his special status, Zhongshu Sheren must attend the court every day in order to draft the king's edicts. By the time the court meeting ended, it was already two hours later, and all the officials present could dine on the verandah outside the palace.

Standing together with several other people from Zhongshushe, Pei Jiaoran stared at the food table brought by the chamberlain. He turned his eyes to look at the imperial censor who was watching him eagerly, and took a deep breath.

Although the food given by the emperor will not be bad, not every official chef in the government office is good at craftsmanship, and the food specifications are also based on the official's rank and the income of the official. Some people who are of low rank but participate in court meetings because of their special properties, naturally have mediocre food.

Pei Jiaoran sighed as he looked at the greasy dough in the bowl. Although Zhongshu Shenggong's wife was wealthy, she really couldn't praise her for her craftsmanship. The cooking skills of Yushitai public chef are still better.

Fiddled with the slices inside the bowl, Pei Jiaoran looked at the palace censors who were walking back and forth among the crowd. He gritted his teeth and finished today's meal on the porch.

Dou Huaizhen looked at her with a smile, "Why do you eat so fast?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Jiaoran forced a smile on his face and said, "Maybe he's hungry."

"The amount of mutton is too little." Zhao Renben smacked his tongue and frowned, "Have we saved so little rent money in Zhongshu?"

He glanced back at Zhao Renben, who had dark skin and no beard. Pei Jiaoran looked down at his shiny bowl and lowered his head silently. No wonder there are so many people in Zhongshu Province who have fat upper and lower waists and round bodies. It would be strange not to gain weight if they eat like this every day.

After finally waiting for the meal on the porch to end, Pei Jiaoran ran back to Zhongshu's hometown at an extremely fast speed.

Under the surprised gaze of the servants, she held a tea cup and took a sip.

When Dou Huaizhen came back with four other family members, Pei Jiaoran was already sitting in front of her case, processing documents. Hearing the footsteps of several people returning, he never raised his head.

"Qingjia, Yuanseren has gone to Gongfang. I'm afraid it won't happen in a while, but you can draft the book." Dou Huaizhen took a pile of white linen paper and handed it to her.

Taking the white linen paper from Dou Huaizhen, Pei Jiaoran thought briefly in his eyes. The Zhongshu Province has always used Bai and Huang Erma as the priority for official appointments, and usually Baima issues an edict, and generally only those who serve as prime ministers or generals can receive such treatment.

At present, Li Xiujing is only worshiped as General Youshence, but he can get such treatment. Obviously, someone wanted to put him at the forefront.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Pei Jiaoran drafted the document for Li Xiujing's appointment as general in accordance with the holy will. Now that he is back, there is no way to escape the cold-blooded calculations from the center. She wouldn't block those cold arrows for him.

After delivering the drafted edict, Pei Jiaoran picked up the book box and hurried to the political hall. As soon as he arrived, he was taken by his servants to see Jia Gonglu.

"Pei Sheren." Jia Gonglu called.

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran lowered his head and said, "Mr. Jia, what do you want me to do?"

"After the general ceremony tomorrow, you will go to Shence Gong's house for me." Jia Gonglu's eyes paused on her, "You and Li Xiujing used to be superiors and subordinates. Now that he is back, you have to work harder to win him over. Make sure he sincerely surrenders to me."

"I understand."

She knew that with Jia Gonglu's suspicious temperament, it would be impossible for her to trust them so easily. I'm afraid Zhang Rang also arranged for someone to test him.

Seeing that Jia Gonglu was silent for a while, Pei Jiaoran bowed and left. He walked non-stop to the public house of the Ministry of Finance.

The ceremony of paying homage to the general was quite solemn, and it was already two hours after the ceremony ended. Li Xiujing followed Lieutenant Liu and met with Zuo Shence Army General Chen Junyi and Lieutenant Zuo Shence Tian.

After both parties exchanged pleasantries. Lieutenant Liu directly held a banquet in the Youshence barracks to welcome Li Xiujing. He very politely sent someone to ask the Zuojun lieutenant and general if they wanted to come to his place for a banquet.

Originally, Lieutenant Liu did not expect the Zuo Army to come. It would be best if they did not come. They, Youjun, were enjoying themselves, and it just so happened that he had found a new beauty, and he brought her here to open Li Xiujing's eyes. But what surprised him was that not only people from the Zuo Army came, but also Pei Jiaoran.

"Why is Pei Sheren here?" Lieutenant Liu frowned, his eyes wandered over her and Li Xiujing, and teased: "Did you capture the heart of our General Li during the general worship ceremony?"

After the words fell, Pei Jiaoran raised his eyebrows, "Pei came here on the order of Xianggong Jia. He is busy with official duties, so he specially sent me to congratulate General Li on his congratulations."

Seeing this, Lieutenant Liu looked disappointed and shook his head. Invite a few people to sit down.

Silk and bamboo orchestral music continued, and a beauty entered the tent to dance surrounded by all the dancers. His eyes were wandering, and he would throw his sleeves in front of Li Xiujing's eyes from time to time.

Li Xiujing was sitting upright with squinting eyes, while Pei Jiaoran curled his lips and lowered his head to drink.

Most of the Shence Army is filled with strong alcohol. After just a few sips, Pei Jiaoran felt heat rising in her belly, making her dizzy. When she was thinking about how to escape, she suddenly saw Cao Wenzhong, the guard of Zuo Shence, holding a wine cup and wandering towards her.

"Cao Hujun." Pei Jiaoran held his breath and looked at the intruder with vigilance.

"Cao has been offended many times before, so today I offer a drink to Pei Sheren as an apology." Cao Wenzhong's eyes fell on her face, "I wonder if Pei Sheren can appreciate her."

Looking at Cao Wenzhong who was smiling quite hypocritically, Pei Jiaoran glanced at the wine cup in his hand, with a smile on his lips, "Lieutenant Cao is joking. What you did that day is excusable." After saying that, she took Cao Wenzhong's hand. Wen Zhong handed him the wine and drank it in one gulp.

"I didn't expect Pei Sheren to drink so well." Cao Wenzhong smiled even more and poured another drink, "Come and have another drink, Pei Sheren."

Pei Jiaoran happily agreed. She knew what Cao Wenzhong had in mind, but he despised her.

Calculating that the time was almost there, Pei Jiaoran stood up unsteadily, with a hint of drunkenness on his face, "Everyone, Pei is too drunk to drink, so I'll take my leave first."

Once you finish speaking, it doesn’t matter what other people think. Pei Jiaoran walked out quickly. Cao Hujun also left on the pretext of something else.

Li Xiujing, sensing something was wrong, got up in a hurry and chased after him. However, the two voices were not heard.

Looking around, Li Xiujing quickly ran towards the camp gate. After walking a few steps, I heard several wails coming from the city around the corner. He hurried over.

However, they saw three Shence sergeants covering their body parts and wailing, while Cao Wenzhong was pinned to the ground by Pei Jiaoran and beaten violently. After glancing at a few people, Li Xiujing turned around and blocked the door.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Pei Jiaoran turned around. Seeing it was Li Xiujing, he looked slightly relaxed. She looked at Cao Wenzhong, who was bruised and swollen by her beating, and reached out to grab his collar.

"Cao Hujun, there will be a next time. Pei will not give up."

The unabashed threat fell, and the stunned Cao Hujun nodded quickly. He shouted that he would never dare to do it next time, hoping that Pei Sheren would show his respect.

With a cold snort, Pei Jiaoran waved his sleeves and left.

After all, Cao Wenzhong was Zuo Shence's man. As long as she didn't break up with Jia Gonglu and Zhang Rang, she couldn't blatantly deny them face. But she will remember this account.