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

The rank of official was overwhelming, not to mention that Li Xiujing's official rank was far above hers. Pei Jiaoran simply sat at ease and pressed the case table lightly with his fingers.

Li Xiujing glanced at her when he heard the sound, frowned and said, "Can't the Ming Mansion be more peaceful?"

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran smiled slightly, stood up and walked to the bookshelf next to Li Xiujing. He flipped through a stack of pink wax paper and took it out, then picked up the armrest on the low cabinet. He slowly walked back to his original position and sat down.

He rolled up his sleeves and studied the ink, watching the ink in the inkstone getting darker. Pei Jiaoran then wrote, licked the ink, and put the book on the paper. A scent of calligraphy floats in the room.

He glanced at Pei Jiaoran from the corner of his eye and saw that she was quiet. Li Xiujing then calmed down and looked at the memorial in his hand. He was still good at writing in Guange style. He had heard Chu You say before that Pei Jiaoran was not only good at writing in Guange style, he was also good at Feibai script and running script. He had seen Pei Jiaoran's other characters, and they were indeed very good at writing them.

The memorial in hand is like an antiphonal document, very rigorous, and there is no mistake in the beginning or the beginning. Halfway through reading, Li Xiujing suddenly started writing annotations on the memorial.

Listening to the sound of pen passing paper from above, Pei Jiaoran looked up, his eyes showing dissatisfaction. But Li Xiujing didn't speak, so she could only continue to write her own things.

Li Xiujing kept writing, as if he was very dissatisfied with Pei Jiaoran's memorial.

"Does the governor really have so many opinions on my memorial?" Pei Jiaoran raised his head and said coldly.

Li Xiujing stood up and walked to Pei Jiaoran. He looked at his arm rest supporting her arm that was as white as jade but too soft to hold. The arms made of ivory lost color before him. His armrest seemed much larger to her, and much wider.

"Correct it according to my annotations. Otherwise, if your memorial is submitted to Duguchen, it will be sent back." Li Xiujing pushed the annotated memorial to her eyes, "You can't send it back without correcting it." Enter the palace."

After glancing at the annotations on the memorial, Pei Jiaoran said coldly, "The governor changed it like this just because he wanted to sign with me. Aren't you afraid that the lower officials will trick you? The emperor will lie down thousands of miles away when he is angry."

Li Xiujing stood in front of her with arms folded. Suddenly he bowed, put his arms on the desk, and raised his eyebrows, "You said that we are like grasshoppers on the same rope. If you are held accountable by His Majesty, I will not be able to escape the crime of negligence. It is better to write the letter with you. .”

The eyebrows of the distant mountains are slightly furrowed, and Pei Jiaoran is squinting at Li Xiujing. He moved his eyes to look out the window, but he still had no intention of picking up his pen.

If she doesn't write, Li Xiujing won't leave. Just holding the desk and staring at her.

Tired of being stared at by Li Xiujing, Pei Jiaoran took a deep breath.

"Does the governor have to sign his name?"

"If you don't let me sign, I will type this memorial back directly."

Pei Jiaoran's mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly cursed Li Xiujing for being shameless. Resigned to his fate, he spread out the rattan paper on the desk and tried to dip the pen in the ink, but he saw that the inkstone was as empty as a wild field.

"I'll grind the ink, and you can just write." Li Xiujing said.

Zizhu Langhao licked the ink, and Pei Jiaoran followed Li Xiujing's instructions and copied the memorial he had annotated. When he wrote the place where Li Xiujing had commented, his hands moved.

"I can't write exactly according to your annotations. Is it okay to integrate them?" Pei Jiaoran passed his fingers across the pen and said in a soft tone: "I will let you sign it."

Li Xiujing nodded after hearing this and returned to the bookshelf. After taking out a copy of "Spring and Autumn Dew", he walked back to Pei Jiaoran and sat on the ground.

After reading for a while, Li Xiujing put down the book. Like Pei Jiaoran, he writes with pen.

The late winter light outside the window is like gilded gold, spreading before your eyes. The lady sitting in the seat, dressed in green like a slender bamboo, is writing with brushstrokes, while the husband sitting with her hands to one side is writing lightly and writing incessantly. The room was peaceful except for the soft sound of the charcoal fire and the rustle of writing.

Halfway through writing, Li Xiujing looked up at Pei Jiaoran. The purple hair she held in her hand had already been replaced by a hair brush. At this time, the emerald pen barrel with golden phoenix pattern was even more eye-catching against her slender ice jade fingers.

His eyes moved upward quietly. The person in front of me has his neck slightly drooped, his eyes are half closed, and there is no pause in the writing in his hand.

Li Xiujing licked her lips. He wondered if these hands would feel different if they were touched on his body and placed elsewhere. But he still suppressed the unwanted thoughts and continued to write.

He was writing military exploits to everyone. The military recorder had submitted the general's merit register to him last night. After he approves it, it can be sent to the Department of Civil Affairs Examination.

It is recorded that Pei Jiaoran deserves the greatest credit. But she didn't care at all about these military achievements that others liked. Defending a city and beheading generals can be regarded as the best.

With a sigh of relief, Pei Jiaoran finished writing and put down the pen. Looking at Li Xiujing who was still busy writing, he smiled and asked, "What is the governor writing?"

"Military merit awards." Glancing at the square inkstone on the case, Li Xiujing smiled and said, "I'm out of ink, please help the Ming Dynasty study the ink for me."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran picked up an ink stick and studied the ink nearby. She moves her wrist gently, and the color is thick but still spreads under her fingers.

While Pei Jiaoran was lowering his head to study the ink, Li Xiujing glanced at her secretly. He finally understood why the world often said that looking at the grass with a red face and green temples, and red sleeves adding fragrance to the side, there is no other family member in the world who can do this, so why can't he win the country of Wenhua.

With his thoughts at this point, he moved his pen a little faster.

"Do you think the governor thinks the internal treasury is rich or the national treasury is rich?" Pei Jiaoran asked softly.

Suddenly a question came up, causing Li Xiujing to move his hands.

"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Li Xiujing turned over a page and continued to write, "The war continues and the national treasury is empty. How can the internal treasury be enriched?"

Playing with the brush in his hand, Pei Jiaoran frowned, "If the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Yushitai were to investigate, the inner treasury might not be clean. But would anyone dare to investigate the emperor's inner treasury?"

dare not.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs is very popular, who dares to risk Long Yan's wrath by impeaching the emperor's internal affairs? What's more, no one can guarantee that the internal treasury will be full, and whether it has the emperor's instructions.

"The governor may remember Xu Jianzhi's "Jian Ying Buddha Bone Table"."

"I am a firm believer in Buddhism. Five years ago, I ordered Zhang Rang to escort thirty-three people from the palace to Famen Temple to hold incense and flowers to welcome the Buddha's bones in the palace and worship them for three days." Li Xiujing paused and continued: "At that time, the world In response to this matter, the princes, officials, and common people rushed to give alms. As for the common people, they abandoned their businesses and went bankrupt, burning their heads and burning their arms in order to ask for support. At that time, Xu Jianzhi was serving as the minister of the Ministry of punishment. He supported Confucianism and suppressed Buddhism, and opposed the sycophantic Buddha. He remonstrated with His Majesty, but was demoted to the post of governor of Chaozhou. And Zhang Rang gradually gained the trust of the emperor because of his contribution in welcoming the Buddha's bones."

Buddhism was introduced to the Central Plains during the Han Dynasty and developed to its peak during the Southern and Northern Dynasties. After the Northern Wei Dynasty took over the Central Plains, they vigorously built Buddhist temples, and there were as many as 30,000 Buddhist temples in the world. Eventually, the population of the Northern Wei Dynasty was greatly reduced, and the number of soldiers was insufficient.

After Emperor Yuanwu ascended the throne, he presided over the extermination of Buddhism and ordered the monks to return to secular life. Unfortunately, Emperor Wencheng who succeeded Emperor Yuanwu after his death issued an edict to restore Buddhist temples and vigorously presided over the construction of Buddhist caves, so that Buddhism flourished again. After Emperor Wu of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Yuwen Yong, came to the throne, he also followed the example of Emperor Taiwu and issued an edict to not only destroy Buddhism but also Taoism. He destroyed all the scriptures and statues of the two religions, dismissed the ascetics and Taoist priests, and ordered them to return to the people. In addition, all obscene rituals are prohibited, and those not included in the rituals are also eliminated.

The tip of his lips raised, Pei Jiaoran's eyes were slightly cold, "So if religion is used well, it will be good, and if it is used poorly, it will cause serious trouble."