Lang Jun is coming

The consequence of the indulgence is that within a few days of Chang Chao, both of them came here sneezing, with the bitter smell of medicine on their bodies.

But Pei Lian was different, he also slept on the floor for many days.

As soon as the authority to forge military weapons in the state government came down, Chen Juncong and Shen Jie made arrangements for the people sent by the capital to take over the military workshop, and everything was in order, so he and Wang Ping set off to rush back to the capital.

The Zhazi who returned to Beijing was sent to the imperial court, Dengzhou shipping was reopened, and the incident in the military workshop subsided, and even criminals such as Yan Jiuzhi were escorted back.The officials were obviously in a good mood, and wanted to take the opportunity to bring Wang Ping to the Privy Council, but they didn't want to be refuted by the old party for a while.

After leaving Huaijing for more than a year, he stood on the steps of Danchi again, and the familiar smell of the sea disappeared from his nostrils. Chen Juncong rolled up his sleeves and looked at the well-arranged palace, until a hand was put on his shoulder, and then he regained his sense of emotion. .

"Sure enough, it's Deputy Envoy Chen. I recognize him from the back."

In the daylight, Zhu Hexiao came down from the Danchi steps and stood side by side with him. It felt like he hadn't seen him for a year, and this person became even more calm.

Chen Juncong was slightly taken aback, remembering Zhu He who was once Pei Lian's subordinate who greeted him, he also smiled kindly: "How is Master Zhu's position in Taichangqing?"

Zhu He chuckled, feeling very lucky.

"Since Pei Sansi took over the finance, the money for ritual music in Taichang Temple is much better than before."

He looked around and made sure that there was no such stingy person like Li Yuanshi who complained in a low voice, "Then what kind of temper is Li Yuanshi? If a goose plucks its feathers, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat."

Seeing what he said with joy, Chen Juncong's tense mood since he arrived in Dengzhou finally became clearer, so he also joked.

"Lord Zhu must have been extremely comfortable last year."

The two of them talked and walked, chatting freely and freely.

Ever since Chen Juncong arrived in the capital,

The first meeting is now.Meng Ruanqing's mind was still full of the letter he handed over last time.

Gu Qing was sentenced in Dengzhou, and Shen Jie, the governor of Dengzhou, was injured.The Japanese pirates got the firecrackers provided by Yan Jiuzhi again, and the two sides fought.Just because the person in the letter didn't mention anything to him, Meng Ruanqing couldn't sleep peacefully day and night.

"Chen Juncong." Meng Ruanqing came out of the Chongzheng Hall, followed behind and called softly.

He saw that this man had a great chat with Zhu He, he was complete from head to toe, and he finally let go of his worries, even if he complained, he couldn't care less.

Hearing the sound, Zhu He paused for a while.Chen Juncong noticed something strange and looked puzzled.

"what happened?"

Zhu He's expression was even more strange.From the corner of the eye, Meng Ruanqing stood behind him.Although Meng Ruanqing's voice was soft just now, he could hear it clearly because he was not far away.Just looking at Chen Juncong's expression, it seemed as if he was pretending not to know, and he was completely unwilling to talk to him.

Obviously these two were friends before, why haven't they seen each other for a year?

Being in the officialdom, Zhu He knew not to ask questions, and to ignore them.He apologized to Meng Ruanqing in his heart, and replied with some embarrassment: "It's nothing. I heard that the Japanese pirates were beaten to the ground by the general, but it's a pity that the blueprints are gone..."

He talked about other topics, Chen Juncong looked as usual, and slowly recounted what happened in Dengzhou.Sure enough, she completely ignored what Meng Ruanqing meant.

The back in sight gradually blurred, Meng Ruanqing stood alone on the bricks and stones in front of the Chongzheng Hall, all the colleagues around him passed by, and suddenly felt empty and uncomfortable.

That person didn't intend to have any interaction with him.

After leaving the palace gate, Meng Ruanqing's figure was no longer visible from the corner of the eye, Zhu Hecai scratched his head quite frankly and asked, "Vice Envoy Chen is having trouble with Mr. Meng?"

"what?"

Chen Juncong subconsciously remembered that the last time he was unhappy was when he was congratulating Xianji in the Jinshi building, but his expression was a little subtle.

However, this subtlety fell into Zhu He's eyes, but it became displeasure, and he was even more embarrassed, biting the bullet and said: "Master Meng is most worried when the letter of leaked arms is delivered to the capital. Yes. Even if there is any discomfort, it must be a misunderstanding. Why did people take the initiative to speak up just now, and deliberately ignore it..."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes in a complicated mood, but saw Chen Juncong standing there in a daze, his eyes full of astonishment.

Within three days, Zhang Wenyu's Dali Temple's red seal was affixed, and with the government's order, Yan Jiuzhi was sentenced to beheaded without any surprise.

The Heng Dynasty had the ancestral precept not to kill literati. Yan Jiuzhi was not a civil official, not even a literati, but a businessman who had the imperial court's iron rice bowl.So the ancestral precepts cannot become his gold medal for avoiding death.

On the day of execution, Yan Jiuzhi was sent to the execution ground by a prison cart with iron chains and escorted by officials.The surrounding people reviled him, wishing to eat his flesh and blood alive.

Yan Jiuzhi knelt in the prison cart awkwardly, letting the rotten eggs and vegetable leaves smear his face all over his face.

The long journey from Dengzhou to the capital was enough for him to exhaust his energy.

Pei Lian and Song Yiqing sat in the restaurant and watched the prison van slowly pass by with cold eyes, but what they heard was gossip in the next room.

Coincidentally, they are the parties involved in the gossip.

Originally, the people inside scolded Yan Jiuzhi in unison for colluding with the big business, and that he would die badly.I don't know how to get around them, what's indecent, the family has unfortunately said all about it.

"If I were Prime Minister Pei, I would have been hiding in the door of my room long ago and shameless."

"Who says it's not. There should be a trend of incompatibility between planners and eloquent officials. Most eloquent officials are noble and intolerable. The two of them don't shy away from it. They are best friends who talk nicely, but friends still hold hands in public?"

"Huh? Qing Gao? Who knows how the royal servant in the palace is under Ji Xiang's body in private..."

Seeing that their words became more and more filthy and full of malice.Pei Lian didn't have the temperament to endure, and immediately kicked down the carved screen when his temper came up.

There was a sound of shattering plates on the opposite side, and the two people with broken mouths were caught off guard by the crooked screen, and the soup and pastries stained their clothes.

"Who!"

It was so easy to get out of the utter embarrassment that the screen was lowered, one of them came over angrily and roared, and took a closer look, he was so embarrassed that he wished he could be pressed under the screen and couldn't move.

Pei Lian slowly withdrew her legs kicking the screen, and placed them on the desk, with her arms resting on the back of her head. She was relaxed and could not be ignored.

"You said we broke our sleeves?"

Who this "we" is is self-evident.

"Why be polite to them, we should pay for our clothes..."

The remaining one also crawled out slowly, with a more rigid voice than the previous one.When they saw the culprit, they were stunned, not surprisingly.

The four eyes met, and everyone present was colleagues.

Pei Lian asked again, "What else did you say just now?"

Of course he remembered the broken words of these two people, but it just depends on whether the other party has the courage to repeat it in front of him.

I didn't expect to meet a big iron man today, that man really dared to continue to yell.

"Who was I at the time? Is it still a rumor to say that you have broken your sleeves? As an official of the imperial court, acting so indiscreetly..."

He scolded endlessly, like a cannonball.It's not for partisanship, it's a scolding from the heart.

The other was emboldened by the other party, and also echoed: "I look like a man in official uniform during the day, but I don't know what to do at night."

Pei Lian got a headache from being shouted at, so she interjected.

"It's broken sleeves, but you guys have to show evidence..."

Before he finished speaking, his voice was robbed.

"Do you think we are blind? What evidence is needed?!"

Song Yiqing didn't want to get entangled, so she denied it in a deep voice, "It's better for you two adults not to spread rumors."

"Rumors? If you didn't stand upright, how could there be rumors?!"

It was interrupted again.

When the quarrel was raging, Pei Lian suddenly changed his attitude, hooked Song Yiqing into his arms, and said coldly, "We are just broken sleeves, what can you do?"

The two of them almost choked their throats with saliva, and were completely dumbfounded.Looking at each other, they found that each other's faces were terrified.

what to do!He actually admitted it? !

The atmosphere was stagnant for a while, before I heard one of them raised his finger slightly, his face turned green and pale, as if humiliated, he gritted his teeth scoldingly.

"You must have deliberately made the illusion of breaking your sleeves, with sinister intentions!"

Pei Lian looked at Song Yiqing and spread her hands, "Look, they don't believe anything they say."

Song Yiqing: "..."

A few days later, there was a big change in the direction of the court.Every day after the Chang Dynasty, you can vaguely hear the old party gnashing their teeth and scolding them for partisan disputes, even using such an unappealing method as Duanxiu.

Pei Lian was delighted, regardless of the party old or new, he deliberately tried to say something to everyone he met.

"Pei and Song Yushi really have lost their sleeves."

The words are sincere and touching, and the face of the old party is even darker.

Until one day, the irritable Zhao Yanchen got annoyed by being asked, pointed at Pei Lian's nose in front of the Chongzheng Hall, and gave up his literati education and cursed at him.

"My head is very sick!"

Well, it's really all rumors.