Placid Chang'an

It was never too late, Su Cen went to Dali Temple to ask Mr. Zhang for a month's leave at dawn.

"What's the reason?" Zhang Jun frowned and looked at him.

"The reason..." Su Cen pretended to frowned and thought, "Why don't Master Zhang wait for me to go back and ask the prince."

"Sick leave, sick leave, don't disturb the prince," Zhang Jun hurriedly replied, "Sleep as long as you want, and come back after recovering from illness."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang," Su Cen smiled slightly, and turned around after taking two steps. "After all, this is a private matter. What the lord wants is to keep Mr. Zhang quiet."

Zhang Jun nodded hastily, "That's natural, natural."

Seeing Su Cen go out the door, Zhang Jungang breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked up, he saw another head coming in from the door: "Master Zhang, those orchids of mine..."

"I'll raise it for you, water it, right? Sunshine, right?" Zhang Jun waved his hands impatiently, "I know little ancestor, let's go."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Su Cen smiled, and then returned home satisfied.

"One month." Seeing that the person had finally left, Zhang Jun clicked his tongue twice against his back, "Can you still get up?"

On the way back, Su Cen stopped by Ning's mansion to get a haircut. He had promised Mr. Ning to visit him when he was in Xiumu, but now that he had to go far away, he went over to say hello in advance, so as to save people from waiting. .

Today is different from the sunny day yesterday, the old man did not hang out in the backyard, but hid in the house to simmer tea.

The old man is now at home, raising flowers and birds, listening to music and drinking tea. The tea made by Su Cen yesterday is good for him. Today he wants to try it himself, but he can't make it well. He always feels that something is missing.

Seeing Su Cen coming over, the old man couldn't help but be overjoyed, and immediately pulled Su Cen to his side and asked Su Cen to demonstrate to him again.

Su Cen looked at the tea set on the table and shook his head, "The method is wrong."

The old man frowned, "What's wrong? The tea is yesterday's tea, and the water is also yesterday's water."

Su Cen smiled, took the tea, scooped some tea leaves into the cup, and smashed them with a jade pestle, saying as he pounded, "Grind the tea cakes into tea powder, and wash it directly when the water boils and starts to rippling." Make the tea powder in the cup, so that the tea and water blend together, and the brewed tea soup is thicker, and the tea flavor is longer."

Ning Yi nodded as if he was concentrating on being taught. Seeing that the child was young, with his hands flowing between the tea sets, he was quite elegant, and he became more and more happy, and he was moved to keep him.

Su Cen shook his head with a smile, only said that he just took over a big case recently, and he came here today to say goodbye, and he will definitely come to the house to apologize when he comes back.

"Big case?" Ning Yi frowned and thought for a while. Although he no longer asked about court affairs, he didn't close his eyes and ears. After thinking for a long time, there was no big case in Beijing recently, so he couldn't help but look at Su Cen and others. he answered.

"Yanli Huaixitou," Su Cen didn't intend to hide from the veteran of the four dynasties, and said bluntly: "It's an old case, the root of the trouble has been around for a long time, and there are many problems, I just want to get rid of the root of the trouble." .”

Ning Yi frowned and sighed, "That bastard Li Shi is still going to attack the rules set by his father?"

Su Cen said: "Everything should be done according to the times. In the past, when the war was tense, the decree on salt really relieved the treasury. But now it is a peaceful and prosperous age, and the people's livelihood is the foundation. Naturally, the rules of the past are no longer applicable. It's just that the salt merchants have followed suit. I have tasted the sweetness in the salt decree, and now it is getting worse. After all these years, they should have paid back their capital for exploiting the people, but they still keep increasing their profits. After all, the salt decree is that the imperial court borrowed the salt affairs. They just came back, and they haven’t asked them for interest yet. It’s a pity that some people just can’t see clearly, and feel that it’s their own in their hands. If you shoot the first bird, you will die faster."

Ning Yi finally nodded in approval, but said again: "The reason is such a reason, but after all, this rule was left by Emperor Taizong, and the son slapped his father backhandedly. No matter what you say, it doesn't make sense. Knowing that people's words can be feared, and you need face, you also need face, if the time comes, if you are really hard to get off, you will inevitably have to give an explanation."

Su Cen could hear good and bad, and knew that Mr. Ning was planning for him.This matter is related to the face of the royal family. If it is done well, it may not be beneficial to him, but if it is not done well, it will become a target of public criticism.Over the years, the collusion between government and businessmen has been deeply rooted. Which of the local officials has nothing to do with the local merchants. He cut off people's wealth, maybe even cut off their official careers and even their lives. Attacking it, it is not surprising to do anything.If the trouble really made it difficult for the imperial court to come to the stage, they might use him as a shield and label him as disobedient to the ancestors, and Li Shi might not be able to protect him.

He thought about these things last night, but the sores were already formed, if left unattended, it would only rot, and someone had to do the job of gouging out the sores, if Feng Yiming could do it, so could he.

Before leaving, Su Cen couldn't help asking, does the old man still remember Feng Yiming?

Mr. Ning squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then said meaningfully, "Xiao Feng, is he still at Yushitai?"

"You know him?" Su Cen was slightly startled. Mr. Ning hadn't asked about political affairs for many years, yet he could remember a little censor at Yushitai back then?

"He's a very smart kid. He seems to be the second-class biography of a certain year." Mr. Ning nodded after thinking about it, "That's right, Li Shi brought him here once. I have the impression that he's gone now, and he hasn't been here for a long time." pass."

Su Cen's body was visibly stiff, and after she regained her composure, she let out a laugh that was uglier than crying, "My lord often brings people back?"

"Not too often," Mr. Ning counted on his fingers, "that is, Xiao Chen, Xiao Zhang, Xiao Li... who else is there?"

Watching Su Cen go out the gate with a resentment on his face, Mr. Ning walked back slowly with his hands behind his back in a good mood.Asking Li Shi not to leave people to him will give him a taste of the fire in the backyard.

Su Cen held a breath in his chest, with an expression of not getting close to strangers, there was severe frost and snow within three feet, striding all the way over, causing passers-by on the side of the road to turn their heads frequently.

He was angry, because he was angry that Li Shi was a master of tricks, and he was fooling him like a three-year-old child. On the surface, he seemed to be deeply affectionate, but behind his back, he was full of bad deeds.Angry at himself for being worthless, he was blinded by the sweet talk on the bed, and took the falsity as the truth.The problem is that he still can't get out of this tone, he can't go to ask Li Shi why there is Xiao Feng, Xiao Chen, Xiao Zhang, and Xiao Li in front of him. The prince is also a human being, and he is still a man in the age of a tiger and a wolf. It would be really strange to say that there is no one in front of him.

So it can only be between not talking about being aggrieved and talking about hypocrisy.

Thinking about it carefully, Li Shi said last night that Feng Yiming was smart, so he probably used Feng Yiming to arouse his desire to win and let him take this case.

The most exasperating thing is that he knew that Li Shi was setting him up, but he could only resign himself to getting into the trap. Li Shi knew exactly what his temper was, and he just refused to admit defeat. What Ming can do, he can do, what Feng Yiming can't do, he has to do!

Su Cen rushed back to Su's house angrily, the sun was already high, but the house was rarely quiet, there was no sight of Ah Fu cleaning, and no sight of Qu Ling'er jumping up and down.

Passing by the west wing where Qu Ling'er lived, Su Cen couldn't help knocking on the door, and only heard a rustling sound inside when she knocked for the third time. Just as she was about to push the door and enter, the door opened from the inside. .

Su Cen stared blankly at the person who opened the door, and then said after a while, "Qi Lin...why are you here?"

Qi Lin didn't answer, but turned his head to look into the room, and then Qu Ling'er poked her head out, "Brother Su Susu... why are you back at this hour? Why didn't you go to the Yamen? I, I, I drank yesterday. Too much, Qi, Brother Qi also drank too much... I stayed here for a night..."

Only then did Su Cen remember that he failed to drink the two jars of sweet-scented osmanthus wine yesterday, which made others cheaper.

"Stay overnight?" Su Cen looked at the two of them, Qi Lin only had dark clothes left, and Qu Ling'er was even worse, only wearing obscene clothes and trousers - obviously they had just put them on.

The people he raised for half a year are probably cheaper than others.

"I'm bothering you." Qi Lin said without changing his expression.

"Don't dare to bother you," Su Cen went in and sat down at the table, narrowing his stern eyes dangerously, and beckoned to the two, "Sit."

Qi Lin dragged a stool and sat on the ground, but Qu Linger stared at the hard round stool but found it difficult, dawdled for a long time before saying: "Brother Su, my butt hurts... I won't sit on it anymore."

"What happened to the ass?"

"Fall, fell..." Qu Ling'er hesitated, "I drank too much yesterday and fell."

This excuse is not new, Su Cen nodded with deep understanding, twitched the corners of her lips at Qu Ling'er, and said, "There is still dried Chuanqiong in the backyard, I will put it on for you later."

"No, no brother Su," Qu Ling'er waved her hands hastily, glanced at Qi Lin furtively, frowned and said, "I may have an internal injury, just rest for a couple of days and I'll be fine."

Last night they drank Su Cen's two altars of sweet-scented osmanthus wine and were not satisfied. After getting Ah Fu drunk, they moved two altars of flower carvings from Su Cen's private storage. Northwest.It's just that after waking up, I was naked | naked, with my arms tightly wrapped around Qi Lin's body, and my back and butt hurt when I moved a little.

He really couldn't remember what happened last night, so he gave Qi Lin winks frequently, but Qi Lin completely ignored him, dignified and upright like a different person from last night.

Although he was drunk last night, he vaguely heard this person calling him Linger in his ear, and he clearly remembered... remembered that there was a kiss...

As a result, this person turned his face and refused to recognize anyone as soon as he was sober, and he didn't say anything because his back hurts and his butt hurts. Why does he still seem to be wronged.

"Internal injury," Su Cen nodded meaningfully, then turned to look at Qi Lin, "I didn't come back all night and my people got internal injuries at the hands of Guard Qi, I'm afraid Guard Qi will have to explain to me, right? "

Su Cen smiled like a flower, if I can't punish your master, I can't take my anger out on you?

"Brother Su, you don't need Brother Su..." Qu Ling'er blushed and looked at Qi Lin again, and whispered, "You don't need to explain..."

Su Cen gave Qu Ling'er a gouging look. With such a little talent, it's no wonder that she helped someone pull up her pants when she was fucked.

Qi Lin kept a stern face, "What does Master Su want to explain?"

Su Cen turned back and sat down, and said to Qi Lin seriously: "As the saying goes, elder brother is like father, since Ling'er calls me Brother Su, then I can't watch him being bullied for nothing. I don’t care about the grievance—”

"Actually, I'm not wronged..."

"Shut up," Su Cen cast a sidelong glance at Qu Ling'er, and continued, "—but if there is a next time, I hope Ling'er has the final say on everything."