Rebirth: sailing a thousand times

Mu Qingfeng returned to the mansion. After finishing his repairs, he had just sat down and had a few sips of tea when he was told that Pei Qing, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, had come to visit.

Pei Qing and Mu Qingfeng are about the same age, his father was an old official in the palace, the old prince was kind, seeing that he was smart, he allowed him and Mu Qingfeng to study with Mr., until Mu Qingfeng entered the palace and became a prince They are accompanied by reading, and the teacher is still allowed to teach alone.

In the same year that Mu Qingfeng asked to join the army, Pei Qingqiu Ting tested Hua Jidi, and he was released as a magistrate for a few years, then transferred to Jingling, and now the official residence is the Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

Mu Qingfeng and Pei Qing have a close relationship, like brothers and sisters, and they are not formal when they meet in private.He poured the tea himself, and handed it to him with a smile, "Lord Pei, I haven't seen you for a few days, and I'm getting more and more energetic. It looks like the newlyweds are singing in harmony!"

Pei Qing was tall, elegant and fair, and he was regarded as a disciple of Liu Zijing, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment.Liu Zijing was optimistic about Pei Qing's character, so he betrothed his only daughter to him, who just got married three months ago.

Pei Qing took it with both hands, sat on the chair next to Mu Qingfeng, and said with a smile, "My lord is used to making fun of me!" He took a sip of tea and said, "As soon as I heard that my lord was injured, I hurried over here." , didn't even eat dinner, and as a result, he was teased when he came here, it seems that this injury is not very serious!"

Mu Qingfeng asked Zhou Ping to set the meal, and said to Pei Qing, "I really don't know why that old man Liu Zijing fell in love with you, he probably doesn't know yet, the pious little old man in front of people is smarter than a monkey when he sticks his hair! "

The servants shuttled back and forth, and the meal was quickly set up. Zhou Ping asked everyone to retreat and closed the door from the outside.

Only then did Ji Qing stop talking and laughing, and said sternly, "My lord, Ge Chunhui confessed to the matter of withholding tax money privately, and kept silent about the rest... After all, he is an official ordered by the court and cannot be sentenced casually."

Mu Qingfeng put down the chopsticks, which was already expected, "What about Sun Binzi, in the Anyang prefect's mansion, he once admitted that he was guilty, but he didn't say what the crime was and who ordered him to die. He is not the mastermind!"

Ji Qing said, "When Sun Binzi came to the court, he said back that what he said was guilty, he blindly followed Ge Chunhui's instructions and intended to harm the prince. As for the letter with the road map drawn, he pretended to be deaf and dumb and kept silent."

Mu Qingfeng slapped the table and said angrily, "Zhuzi is bold. I once asked him in the prefect's mansion if he knew what Ge Chunhui did. Obey his orders to murder the king!"

"My lord, calm down..." Ji Qing stood up, "Since these two people are unwilling to confess the culprit behind the scenes, they will naturally deny it in every possible way. Now, they are already riding a tiger. Even if the head is in a different place, it will be difficult to shake the big fish."

Mu Qingfeng slowly let go of his clenched fingers, and after a long time, he said, "Well, in fact, who is the instigator, this king knows it well, but there is no evidence, and I don't know, the real purpose of that person, if you pass It may not be a good thing if the clues are revealed early..."

He picked up the wine glass, looked at the rippling water patterns in the emerald jade cup, and said slowly, "You have to taste the wine one by one to taste the taste; you have to put the line slowly and long to catch big fish..."

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For the group in Mobei, the Gu family took over a big business for nothing, the right to purchase military rations on the northern line.

Early in the morning, at the Gu family morning meeting, the second and third uncles of the Gu family had an endless debate over suppliers and prices.Gu Shaobai was fascinated by the sound that the roof was about to blow over in the meeting hall, and was extremely annoyed. He stared blankly at the counting of the opening and closing mouths in front of him, imagining them as one by one darting The soaked goldfish couldn't help laughing out loud.

Gu Jingxuan, the second in charge, suddenly coughed heavily, "Shaobai, do you have any good ideas? Why don't you tell me about it?"

"Ah?" Gu Shaobai raised his head, completely stupefied.

Gu Jingxuan looked displeased, "If not, then why are you laughing?"

Dozens of gazes shot at him, Gu Shaobai pondered for a while, then stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Uncles and shopkeepers, Shaobai has a proposal, I don't know if it's appropriate...how about the general's grain purchase It will be divided into two parts, prepared by the second and third uncles, and the father is only responsible for coordinating supervision and transportation."

He looked at Gu Junxuan, "Father, what do you think?"

Gu Junxuan heard that the two younger brothers had been arguing for a long time, and the first and the second were already older.The two younger brothers are at odds with each other, and have been fighting openly and secretly for their respective interests for many years.

He thought about it, and felt that Gu Shaobai's proposal was a good idea, so they would buy it separately, but the final decision was still in his own hands. People disregarded quality for profit and damaged the reputation of the Gu family.

Thinking of this, he nodded, "It's so good..."

Gu Shaobai was sitting at the side, the hall was still very noisy, he frowned slightly, in this way, he gave the two uncles a chance to enrich their own pockets, and the Gu family probably won't make much money in the big account, but, At any rate, he temporarily solved the problem for his father.He thought, no matter whether it makes money or not, the most important thing is to supervise this link, and it must not be handed over to others. He also doesn't know what Mu Qingfeng's purpose is in giving the purchase right of the northern line to the Gu family, so he has to let it go. !

Mingyue came over quietly and whispered something in his ear, it turned out that it was Mo Ran who came.

He talked to Gu Qingbai who was sitting next to him, then slipped out, ran to the gate, and jumped into the carriage of the Hou Mansion.

Mo Ran was flipping through the booklet, curling her lips while turning it over, the car curtain was lifted suddenly, and the autumn wind swept in a person, his head was suddenly hugged, and a powerful kiss was printed on his forehead.

Mo Ran was so kissed that he lost his soul in an instant. He stayed there for a moment, rolled up his sleeves and wiped the drool on his forehead vigorously, "Gu Shaobai, you...how did you learn to bite when you went to Mobei?" gone?"

Gu Shaobai chuckled, firstly, he was grateful to Mo Ran for rescuing him from the fire pit in the morning meeting, and secondly, he really missed Mo Ran terribly.

He punched Mo Ran unceremoniously, half-smiling and half-annoyed, "You bastard, I've been back for half a month, and you just remembered to look for me, did you forget about me?"

With a bitter face, Mo Ran threw the booklet in her hand, "Don't mention it, do you think I don't want to come? I'm about to be beaten to death by my father!"

Gu Shaobai picked up a candied fruit on the small sandalwood table, and threw it into his mouth, "Old Hou Ye found you an official position in the Ministry of Rites, and it's too late for others to be happy. Who are you showing this bitter gourd?"

In fact, on the second day after he came back, he was about to send a letter to Mo Ran, but was informed by the servants of the Hou's mansion that the young master had appointed the Minister of Rites and went to the palace.

Mo Ran sighed and said, "A small Si Cheng is only a sixth-rank official. To put it bluntly, I am just an errand runner in the Ministry of Rites."

He stretched his waist vigorously, "No, the queen mother is going to celebrate her birthday soon, and everyone in the etiquette department is so busy that I can't be lazy as an errand runner." He put his head in front of Gu Shaobai, " Take a look, my dark circles..."

Gu Shaobai sighed in disappointment, "Hey, it seems that I won't be able to finish this meal of wine!"

Mo Ran chuckled, "Come on, 'De Rui Lou' Roast Duck, let's go!"

The sound of wheels rattled, and after a while, they turned into Xuanwu Street.

It's almost late autumn, and the golden ginkgo leaves on both sides of Xuanwu Street are falling down one after another, laying a thick layer on the ground.

The carriage stopped suddenly.

Mo Ran asked, "Why stop?"

The coachman replied, "Young Lord, it's Prince Yi's carriage."

Mo Ran and Gu Shaobai looked at each other, and he said softly, "It's Prince Yi, I need to go and salute."

Gu Shaobai nodded.

Mo Ran lifted the sedan chair curtain and jumped down from the carriage. A big carriage with tung oil and green walls stopped quietly in the middle of the road. It is the carriage of Prince Yi's mansion.

He stood in front of the car, cupped his hands and said, "Mo Ran has met Prince Yi!"

A guard rolled up the green bamboo curtain, revealing Mu Qingfeng sitting upright in court uniform.

Seeing that it was Mo Ran, he smiled slightly, "It's Xingyun, I heard that you just went to work in the Ministry of Rites, but are you still used to it?"

Mo Ran said, "Thank you, my lord, for your concern. I don't dare to say that I am not used to it. It is my duty as an official to share the country's worries."

After hearing this, Mu Qingfeng nodded appreciatively, "That's right, the old Hou Ye taught his son well, and he already knows right and wrong at such a young age, and in time he must be a pillar of success!"

He paused, then said calmly, "The queen mother's birthday is coming soon, and the Ministry of Rites is full of hard work, and envoys will arrive in Beijing one after another tomorrow. At this moment, shouldn't Xingyun be in the Ministry of Rites!"

Mo Ran's heart tightened. At this time, he should indeed be handling official duties in the Ministry of Rites. Fortunately, he asked for leave from his superiors. Otherwise, he would have been caught wrong by Prince Yi today. He was said to be strict and selfless, and it was really not a cover-up!

Thinking of this, Mo Ran hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Reporting to the lord, I have an appointment with a friend, and I have already asked my superior Xing Shi Lang for leave, and I will return in an hour!"

"Oh?" Mu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, "Friend? Who is Xingyun's friend?"

Mo Ran took a peek at Mu Qingfeng, and thought to himself, Prince Yi is too lenient, my friend, what does it have to do with him?But, thinking about it, I dare not not answer.

"My lord, my friend is surnamed Gu, and his name is Shaobai."

A thoughtful smile suddenly appeared on Mu Qingfeng's face, "Oh, it turns out that he is an old friend, so why not come out and see him."

old friend?Mo Ran was confused, when did Gu Shaobai become old friends with him?

Before he could answer, Gu Shaobai in the carriage heard it clearly, knew that he couldn't hide, so he lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage.

Mu Qingfeng saw him approaching gradually, a heart quietly blooming like a flower bud, half a month has not seen him, he has gained some weight, his face is fair and transparent, the bandage has been removed on the exposed palm, it seems that the injury is healed.

Gu Shaobai got closer, he lowered his head, and was about to salute, but he heard Mu Qingfeng's clear voice from above, "Shaobai, there is no need to salute!"

This voice was intimate and modest, completely different from the cold voice that had just been talking to Mo Ran.

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