Your Majesty, You Can't

After the matter of the imperial examination system was arranged, most of the process of the early dynasty had passed.Perhaps it was because Zhao Yin's workload was shared by the system of three provinces and six ministries, or maybe it was because he already had unique experience in handling government affairs. Morning meeting.

"Retire." Zhao Yin stood up from the dragon chair, waved the sleeves of the dragon robe and retreated from the peacock screen.

All the officials watched Zhao Yin's back, bowed and said in unison: "I will send you off to Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Only after confirming that the bright yellow figure disappeared in front of the Golden Luan Hall did the courtiers exhale, rubbed their sore arms, and gathered together in twos and threes, ready to leave together.

Officials of the Helan Party naturally approached He Lanzhi, and congratulated He Lanzhi on being awarded the post of "Quanzhi Gongju" with a smile on his face.

"I heard that Xiangye is extremely intelligent, and now I see His Majesty appointing an adult to supervise the imperial examination system. I must know the extraordinary ability of Xiangye. I really congratulate you."

He Lanzhi pulled his lips and smiled back politely, "It's all about thanking His Majesty."

"The relationship between Lord Helan and the emperor is so harmonious. The relationship between the monarch and his ministers is really a good story in this dynasty," an official said in admiration. With the pressure of the imperial examination system, His Majesty must also know about Lord He Lan's recent renovation of the mansion."

He Lanzhi blinked, and there was some confusion in his eyes.

Could it be that this minister is an undercover agent of the decoration team?Why did he know about his house repair?

Also, why does this minister think that Zhao Yin also knows?He renovated the guard room of the prime minister's mansion and the small house where Song Huaiyu lived, so why did he make such a small effort to alarm the emperor?

He Lanzhi looked at the other courtiers in a daze, "Could it be that you all know about my renovation of the mansion recently?"

"Master Helan repaired the mansion, how can the officials and others not know!" A young courtier said naturally, "The mansion of your lord's school is gorgeous and rich, and it is a standard example of the style of our capital!"

He Lanzhi was dumbfounded when he heard this, and didn't know how to reply for a moment.

As for Prime Minister Yuan, the nouveau riche style who wished to decorate all the gold, silver and jewelry, it is still the standard model of a house in the capital?The aesthetic standards of these ministers are too low, right?

If the original prime minister cut off the head of a killer in the urban-rural fringe, wouldn't it be a trend in the capital?

Before He Lanzhi recovered from the shock, the young man asked curiously again: "My lord, you recently repaired the mansion, must it be to prepare for marriage?"

He Lan's face was confused: "???"

When did he say he was going to marry a wife? !

"I remember that this year's adult is twenty, which is the year of the weak crown. I will repair the mansion this year. I must have taken a fancy to a lady from a family?"

Against the gossiping gazes of his party members, He Lanzhi bit the bullet and replied: "...It's really not."

"Isn't it!?" Someone in the Helan Party yelled in amazement, "The congratulatory gifts for the officials are all ready, and we are just waiting for the Prime Minister to tell us about the marriage."

"I don't have the intention of getting married right now." He Lanzhi explained, "It's still early, and now I just want to help His Majesty wholeheartedly, and I haven't thought about getting married—"

"Master Helan."

A shrill and piercing voice interrupted He Lanzhi's words. He Lanzhi frowned and turned around to see who the rude speaker was, but unexpectedly it was someone who often followed Zhao Yin. eunuch.

This means that interrupting him is exactly what Zhao Yin meant.

The eunuch put the floating dust on his arms, bowed and asked respectfully: "Master Helan, the emperor is calling you to come over."