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

We spent another half day in Zhongnan Mountain. Towards evening, Pei Jiaoran returned to Chang'an. The gate of the city was extremely crowded, with hawkers returning home from the city and living in nearby suburban counties and travelers queuing up to enter the city. After waiting for about a cup of tea, I was able to return to the city from outside the city. Walking back to the house in Wubenfang at dusk, the sound of drums for closing the square just happened to sound.

There is a letter on the case, written by Zhou Mancao. She said that she took Bi Fei to stay at her former sisters' house for one night and would not be back today.

The rare silence at home. After eating at will, Pei Jiaoran took a rest early.

The patter of rain disturbs people's dreams, and when they open their eyes, they are all gray. Pei Jiaoran tossed on the bed for a while, got up, washed and left home. After checking the family registration, he entered the Zhuque Gate. The courtiers walked on Chengtianmen Street holding umbrellas and dispersed into the government offices of various departments.

Stepping into the veranda of Zhongshu Waishang, she heard the servants complaining in the verandah. The floor was full of mud and they had to clean it for a long time.

Listening to the servants' complaints, Pei Jiaoran looked at the floor under his feet. At a glance, there are only muddy footprints. No wonder they complain.

"Thank you for your hard work." Pei Jiaoran rolled up his sleeves and walked past several people with a smile.

As soon as the voice fell, the servants who had been complaining just now fell silent, lowered their heads and started sweeping. In the public room, Zhongshu, foreign ministers, and ministers had already stood up and came to the door to greet him.

It rained heavily today, so the meeting was cancelled. However, each department and government office also needs to report on daily affairs. Because Su Jinghui deliberately avoided her, she needed to review the affairs of Zhongshu Province and other provinces.

There were so many things going on that it took more than two hours to complete the report.

The meeting of Zhongshu and other provinces here had just ended, and Pei Jiaoran was invited by Cen Xi to go to Menxia Province again. Zhongshu's family has always been one, and the relationship is naturally closer.

"Mr. Cen, why are you suddenly looking for me?" Pei Jiaoran opened the door and entered the public house in Menxia Province. When he saw that besides Cen Xi and Yuan Yanchong, the smile on his face faded slightly.

After glancing around, Pei Jiaoran sat down opposite Yuan Yanchong instead of sitting next to Cen Xi.

"I heard from Xiao Yuan that you took the imperial censor who came back from Jiannan and sent him to other provinces in Zhongshu?" Cen Xi said.

"It just so happened that the position of Collecting Relics was vacant, and he impeached so many people in one breath. If he didn't change the place, he would be hated to death. And the Ministry of Education just needs such talents." Pei Jiaoran raised his eyebrows and spoke softly, "Zhang Rang intends to put the privy envoy between His Majesty and Nanya again. Someone needs to go up and give advice."

Yuan Yanchong said in surprise: "You want to take advantage of Li Jing?"

"I didn't have this idea originally. But you mentioned Zhang Rang's idea yesterday, so I thought about choosing a suitable person. After much thought, he was the only one who was suitable. What do you think, Mr. Cen?" Pei Jiaoran looked at Cen Xi and asked.

She knew what Yuan Yanchong was thinking, but if the red blood couldn't be used in the right place, it would be better not to use it.

"He has already made too many enemies. Facing Zhang Rang again will be of no use to his career." Cen Xi narrowed his eyes, "Is there no other candidate?"

"At least in my opinion, there is none. Most of the people we can use here come from aristocratic families. Even if there are people who can give advice, His Majesty may not accept it. Li Jing is different. He does not have a background from aristocratic families." Pei Jiaoran said in a deep voice.

Looking down at the tea cup on the table, Cen Xi frowned. He knew that what Pei Jiaoran said was true, but Yuan Yanchong's previous words were also not unreasonable. Li Jing is a usable talent and should not become a pawn that can be sacrificed at will.

Cen Xi sighed, "Li Jing alone may not be able to change His Majesty's mind."

"Of course one Li Jing is not enough. Could it be that Mr. Cen has forgotten Yuan Rui, whose blood was splashed in front of the emperor? His blood has dried, but his shape is still there. Once Li Jing takes action, the world will think of Yuan Rui." Pei Jiaoran's eyes were shining, "Your Majesty appreciates Yuan Rui's purity."

There are loyal ministers and good ministers in the court, but there is a lack of pure ministers. Especially a pure minister like Yuan Rui who is willing to serve the country and the people with passion.

Cen Xi said nothing and stared at Pei Jiaoran. This was not the first time he heard the young politician's opinions, but every time he was drawn to her thoughts.

With his thoughts at this point, Cen Xi sighed slightly. After all, they are already old and can no longer compare with young people. In other words, looking at the entire court, there are a few young politicians who are as keen as Pei Jiaoran.

If the family has no talent available, why should they be jealous of others who have won the first place?

Turning to look at Yuan Yanchong, Cen Xi shook his head and said with a smile: "You two, one cherishes talents and is reluctant to use people, and the other wants to make the best use of them. You are really embarrassing me."

Hearing the meaning of Cen Xi's words, Pei Jiaoran remained calm and said with a smile: "I have sent someone to send the documents Li Jing transferred to the Ministry of Personnel. It is his duty to pick up the missing items and fill in the gaps."

As soon as Li Jing agreed that day, she sent someone to the Ministry of Personnel. Officials below the fifth rank do not need to go through the Wei Emperor to appoint hanging papers. Each department obtains documents through the Political Affairs Hall and simply goes to the Ministry of Personnel.

Stroking his beard, Cen Xi chuckled, "It's a good thing that Li Jing is respected by you. You might as well mention her more in Zhongshu Province in the future. So that he won't have any worries."

Cen Xi had already expressed his stance, so Yuan Yanchong naturally had no choice but to step aside. But faced with this situation, he couldn't help but express his position, "Even though there are talents in the court, they can only serve you with the blade in your hand. Mr. Pei, where is your blood?"

Red blood? Her red blood is just a part of countless calculations, and it is not enough for outsiders to understand.

Leaning back, Pei Jiaoran glanced at him sideways and said in a rather lazy tone, "If my servant is a sharp sword, how can I hide it in a sheath and let it rust? Although my red blood cannot compare with theirs, But we will not let it rot in the dark. The central government is in trouble. Since you and I are both prosperous and prosperous, there is no need to argue about the right and wrong of each other. You and I, Yuan Zhongcheng, need to encourage each other. ”

In this war of words, Cen Xi had already concluded the outcome. However, he also got a glimpse of the hidden meaning in Pei Jiaoran's words. However, after the words that seemed to be harsh and provocative were dissipated, there was still a rare transparency and kindness. That's her red blood.

What does it mean to be patient and serve the country? Both parties made concessions for the sake of national interests.

"Both of you have red blood, so why bother to fight tit for tat." Cen Xi stroked his beard and smiled, "Zhongshu has a lot of affairs, Mr. Pei, please go back."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran nodded and stood up to say goodbye.

Walking out to the province, the rain has passed and the sky has cleared up. The sun shone on her through the clouds, and she looked up at the verandah. You can see Zhongshu Province in the distance, with officials coming in and out.

Looking at their backs, Pei Jiaoran smiled. If you have talents and don't use them, but instead fear their destruction and hide them in a sheath, that is the real waste of things. These seemingly insignificant people often constitute an important force in the operation of the court.