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

The leak in the house was quietly dripping.

Jia Gonglu's face was as dark as water, as if he was thinking about how credible Pei Jiaoran's words were. He sighed. He couldn't figure out what the emperor was thinking this time. But he had a vague feeling that Pei Jiaoran and the emperor had joined forces to make a plan against Wang Yu.

The chess player in this game is none other than Pei Jiaoran.

"The reward for the soldiers in Jingyuan will be carefully arranged by my subordinate." Pei Jiaoran stood up and bowed to Jia Gonglu, "It's not too early for me to say goodbye."

Stepping out of the political hall, Pei Jiaoran stood in front of the bronze mirror. Looking at his face through the candlelight, a smile spread in his eyes.

The sun sets in the west and the moon rises in the east. Pei Jiaoran raised his head and looked at the bright moon on the top of Tai Chi Palace. Its shape was curved like a sharp blade. It's like the square moon I saw before I died in my previous life. At this point in the situation, no one can avoid it. Jia and Wang are fighting each other, and she may replace Wang Yu as a central official and stand on the other side of the balance of power.

But the high mountain in the center cannot accommodate two tigers.

As soon as the edict drafted by Zhongshu's disciples according to the holy will was received, Pei Jiaoran enthusiastically invited the chief officials of Taifu, Guanglu and Yanzi to discuss how to reward Sergeant Jingyuan.

Faced with the appeals of the three, Pei Jiaoran gave them a unified answer. As long as the request is reasonable, the Ministry of Revenue can tighten its belt and allocate funds to them.

It was rare to see Pei Jiaoran so generous, and the Taifu Temple Minister looked at her in disbelief.

"We are all working for the imperial court, so why divide yours and mine?" Pei Jiaoran smiled slightly, "Well, this is the talisman of Du Zhi."

The envoy of Yan Zi Ku on the side listened and smiled, "What Pei Shangshu said makes sense. We are all on salary. Naturally, we are a family. Why are you so exposed to outsiders?"

After saying that, Yan Ziku envoy smiled and accepted the talisman. This time the reward for the Jingyuan soldiers fell on Yan Ziku and Jing Zhaoyin.

The Ministry of Accounts is responsible for calculating how much money should be paid and then producing the symbols. Taifu Temple is only responsible for cashiering, while Guanglu Temple is responsible for food arrangements. In short, each government office has a clear division of labor.

After sending away the chief officers of these three departments, Pei Jiaoran stood up with his hands cut.

"Servant, what are we going to do with so much money?" asked the chief secretary on the side.

When asked, Pei Jiaoran smiled and said, "Of course it's to get greater rewards."

Emperor Wei did not strictly specify how much money he would give as a reward or what kind of reward he would give. He just promised to reward him with silk and money. This concept is quite vague.

The Ministry of Revenue figured out what to reward according to the holy will. Whether the reward is good or not depends on the household department. If the reward is less, there may be a mutiny; if the reward is too much, the situation will be different.

"Pei Shangshu, His Majesty has urgently summoned you to the Li Zheng Palace." A chamberlain stood in the corridor and said respectfully.

"understood."

After getting dressed and calming down, Pei Jiaoran followed the servants and rushed to the Lizheng Hall.

After entering the hall, the mountain shouted long live. After receiving no response for a long time, Pei Jiaoran raised his head and looked around cautiously.

Caught a yellow dress next to the window.

The king's deep and majestic voice sounded, "Wu Changli has been hanged to death by Cai Xilie."

A brief sentence fell on his ears, and Pei Jiaoran raised his head. The eyes are like a slight ripple from the ground.

Both the monarch and his ministers fell into silence.

After a while, Pei Jiaoran sighed.

Before Wu Changli left Chang'an, she gave him a ride. The two stood by the Ba Bridge and looked at the Wei River.

Although she didn't have much friendship with Wuchang Li as a teacher and student, if he hadn't arranged and supported her that day, she might not have been able to get ahead. This is the political shackles imposed by powerful people. Only those who have a stand will not be unable to move forward.

"Qingjia, you are a genius. But what you want to do may be famous forever, or it may be infamy for thousands of years. Are you really willing to do this?" Wuchang Li tilted his head and asked with a smile.

"Every step a politician makes is a gamble. Winning and losing on the card table are so easy to control. They are just scrambling to occupy the vacant position." Pei Jiaoran stroked the yellowed willow branches, "As for the reputation? That is for the future. For future generations to comment on, the merits and demerits are all unknown.”

Looking at her, Wuchang Li smiled slightly. He reached out and patted her shoulder, "It's rare for you to see so clearly, Qingjia. My life or death is uncertain before I leave. I hope Qingjia will take good care of Lingjia for me. I can't help her with her future path."

"it is good."

Wuchang Li looked up to the sky and laughed, then got on his horse. Wearing the setting sun of autumn, we run towards the distance.

Pulling his thoughts away from Wuchang Li's leaving back, Pei Jiaoran raised his eyes and looked at the emperor by the window. She felt that Duke Changli must have anticipated her own outcome, so he said what he said to her.

Looking deeply at Emperor Wei by the window, a trace of ridicule flashed in Pei Jiaoran's eyes.

She didn't know what role the emperor played in promoting Wuchang Li to serve as the Xuanfu envoy. But she recalled Wu Changli's determination when he left. She felt that he should have taken away the king's secret order, and left with the determination to die, never to return.

"Pei Qing, I remember that Wuchang Li had a daughter who was an official in the Ministry of Household Affairs, right?" Emperor Wei asked.

Pei Jiaoran thought quickly in his mind about what Emperor Wei wanted to do, and said in a deep voice: "It is indeed true."

"Mr. Changli is a righteous man. I plan to promote Wu Lingjia to the rank of Duzhi Yuanwailang. What do you think?" Emperor Wei walked towards Pei Jiaoran step by step. "In addition to the regular rewards, I have to give him something else. "

"I have no objection." Pei Jiaoran said with a smile.

The king's words sounded like he wanted to test him, and Emperor Wei had a suspicious temper. For the sake of her life, she could only give an ambiguous answer.

But now Hubu has used Yuan Yanchong's hand to clean up a lot of human bugs last time. It's pretty clean now. It wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing if Wu Lingjia was promoted to Du Zhi Yuan Wai Lang.

Hearing these four words, Emperor Wei raised his eyebrows. After looking at Pei Jiaoran for a while, she quickly stepped back with a wave of her hand.

Before standing up, Pei Jiaoran looked back at the emperor by the window and felt a hint of loneliness in him.

Just as she was about to step out of the palace door, she suddenly heard the voice of Emperor Wei coming from behind her.

"Pei Jiaoran, do you think the imperial court can win this battle?"

Hearing Emperor Wei's voice, Pei Jiaoran paused and said, "Of course it is possible."

After finishing speaking, Pei Jiaoran walked away. At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the dew wet her clothes.

Suddenly, a dark shadow jumped out from the side street of Shangshu Province.

"General Lu, do you have anything to do with Pei?" Pei Jiaoran said with a smile.

"Li Xiujing..."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran frowned, "There has never been a victorious general. What's more... this time was not his fault alone." He brushed off the dew on his sleeves and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave."

It's not that she doesn't want to talk to Lu Zheng more. It's just that the two have different political ideas and they are not sharp enough. No matter how much I analyze the pros and cons with him, he may not really understand.

Likewise, the more he speaks, the more suspicion he will arouse the suspicion of those behind Lu Zheng.

She felt that there was someone behind Lu Zheng. This person is not Wang Yu, nor is he Jia Gonglu.

In the late autumn rain, Jingyuan soldiers arrived in Chang'an.