Aoyama

In Heyue, Princess Xinyang returns to the palace to visit her relatives, the Empress rises up, and she makes an appointment to learn female red with her.In Wanxue Palace, outside the window is the golden sun with cicadas singing, the midsummer scene, the window is surrounded by ice and mist, and the mint is fragrant. Under the window, there are two Ninghua fans. On the left and right, there are women in silk clothes, one is charming and the other is elegant and virtuous.

Jin Nian came from outside the hall covered in sweat, and seeing him felt like a breeze.He calmed down and asked in a soft voice: "The princes, princes, and several important ministers are all outside the palace. Will Your Majesty still discuss the New Deal in the South today?"

Yun Bing said: "It's such a hot day, it's not a problem to be outside in the sun. Let them wait in the side hall and make Ruzhou Biyun tea. I will see you one by one." Jin Nian obeyed the order and left.

Yun Yao sighed: "Sister Huang agreed to accompany my sister." Yun Bing teased the little girl with an embroidery needle, and said with a smile: "Go back and pass on my words, let General Qi stay with you for a good life, and add a brother to Ling'er .” Yun Yao blushed, got up and said goodbye, her demeanor became feminine.Yun Bing took a sip of honeydew, and his eyes fell on the map of mountains and rivers in the hall.

The fertile land in the south is thousands of miles away, and it is almost the third of Yunmeng's territory, and the New Deal is not easy.The Empress first met with the Yun clan, and then with the Xiao clan's relatives. Later, she chatted with a few family members who came from all over the world, and finally summoned a few court ministers.

When they saw each other, their eyes were full of tears, and they felt like brothers in trouble.Yun Bing took the Ninghua fan, walked to the sheepskin map, and began to complain: "Xiyong King wants it for eight hundred miles from Mount Kuoshan, five hundred miles away from Yufang, uncle Xiao Guo wants it, three hundred miles away from Shunchang, and Nanjing. The king wants..."

Lin Yun smiled: "It adds up, and the imperial court has to pay hundreds of miles." Chu Rong said: "So, next year's new policy of tax reduction and labor reduction will be difficult." Han Shui glanced: "Your Majesty probably said the number. , ministers and others mediate from it."

These few people fight against each other on weekdays, but once they are in front of the emperor, their words are comfortable and never harsh.Yun Bing thought over and over again: "It's all the land of the people of the imperial court, and I don't want to give it even an acre."

The ministers were silent.After a long time, Lin Yun shook his feather fan: "There is a plan, I don't know what to say..." Yun Bing: "Speak quickly." Lin Yun: "Pingnan Marquis Qilin is a newcomer, and he has not yet received a fief. Give it to him, and don't talk about the rest." Chu Rong continued: "This is reasonable, the Nine Realms were originally brought down by General Qi, and no one dares to say anything wrong with his fiefdom."

Yun Bing raised his brows: "Are you going to set people on fire?" Lin Yun smiled and replied: "General Qi is such a hero, he is not afraid of hard work, even if he is roasted, it is nothing."

Han Shui glanced at Lin Yun.

Yun Bing: "That's the way to do it." Chu Rong: "I will make a plan when I go back." Yun Bing nodded, and handed the Ninghua fan in his hand to Han Shui, and turned it around: "Han Qing, these few water plants , I embroidered it with my own hands, and give it to you."

Han Shui took it, without thanking him, and said bluntly: "Your Majesty, there is Xiao Guoshu in Shangshu Province, and Nanjing King in the local area. If they are not granted land, I am worried that the new policy will not be implemented."

Yun Bing closed his eyes and thought: "This new policy should be led by the Ministry of Household Affairs?" Lin Yun: "Return to Your Majesty, it is the system of ministers." Yun Bing: "Then there is nothing difficult to do. The Ministry of Households has difficulties. The film department is here to help." Han Shui was taken aback.Lin Yun threw up his sleeves and knelt down, with tears in his eyes, he said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After the courtiers left, the empress suddenly felt a little cold and wanted to remove dozens of ice boxes from the hall.Jin Nian wiped off his sweat and said it was a pity that it was a waste, it would be better to move it to the young masters in Xingwen Academy to shake the heat of the heat.The Empress agrees.

In the sixth year of Tianchang, in a clever month, the New Deal has rained, and the Nine Realms has a new domain name - Jiannan Road.Xiao Yu, Zuo Cheng of the Shangshu Province, was in charge, and Lin Yun, the Minister of the Household Department, was in charge, leading the six departments and rebuilding the place.

This pattern is very interesting, and it is talked about by the world.Once upon a time, Uncle Xiao Guo controlled the government, Han Zongqi supervised the government, and the two sides faced each other for six years.

Today, Uncle Xiao Guo hangs himself high, always suspecting that Han Shui colluded with Lin Yun to seek the position of his Shangshu Zuocheng, but Han Zongqi was forced to have no choice but always suspected that Xiao Yu was collaborating with Lin Yun to put him in a dilemma territory.

The most unrestrained one is still Lin Shangshu, who holds the real power of the New Deal in his hand and is in charge of everything.If you do something good, give Xiao Yu a good name, if you do something dirty, ask Han Shui to cook together.

Han Shui felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't bear the empress's words, so he asked the film department for help.And the first favor Lin Yun asked him for was to offend Prince Nanjing for the household department.

The film department kicked several state officials recommended by the Nanjing Prince's Mansion in a series, and the old prince was so angry that he fell ill in bed.In the Shadow Pavilion, Han Shui complained while eating grapes: "It would be better if he died of illness." Jing Lan also picked up a grape: "Are you going to make him?" Tian Laoqi shook his head.

King Nanjing is not really sick, he is just waiting for a proper explanation from the film department.On this day, Han Shui's carriage had just arrived at the palace, and the prince sat in the hall alive and well, waiting.

A piece of silk jade was placed in the hall, so bright that Han Shui glanced at it, and his heart was like a mirror.The old prince dug out the old account and burst into tears: "Five years ago, Your Majesty wanted to release the military power of the princes, and this king embraced him to the death without saying a word. Now, with thousands of miles of land added to the south, this king doesn't want much for an acre, so keep it safe." point……"

After chattering for a while, the old prince grabbed the piece of beautiful jade, his eyes full of resentment: "The person recommended by this king may not be considered a unicorn's talent, but he is not at fault..." No one in the three provinces and six departments dared to stop him, except the film department , A series of blocks.

Han Shui smiled compensatingly, and kept pretending to be confused, until the old prince shunned the others and returned the beautiful jade to him with his own hands: "A few days ago, according to the wishes of the adults, the dog went to teach the little manager of the Yuhua Pavilion a lesson. One last bit of friendship, my lord." Han Shui stretched out his hand to give the jade again, and the old prince sneered: "In the final analysis, you are just a dog raised by the emperor."

The dog ran away with its tail between its legs, but ran into Lin Shangshu in a tea shop on Changle Street.Lin Yun was receiving several old friends, so he didn't pay attention to the surroundings, but the guest Qing Changming had a sharp eye and called Master Han.

Lin Yun graciously patted the ashes off the bench with a feather fan, and his face was full of joy: "Master, have a cup of sour plum soup." After Han Shui sat down, he took a sip: "Master Lin, today's soup, Mr. Han will return double in the future." Lin Yun Yun said: "Look at your lord's anger, it was not Lin who troubled Ze Fei that day." Han Shui smiled clearly.

After Zefei's legs were broken by the young prince, although Yuhua Pavilion no longer dared to act outside the law behind Han Shui's back, it was no longer his shelter during the festivals.Everyone called him "Master Han", respectful and frightened.

Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is only a few days away, Han Shui piled up all the official documents from the past on his desk. Whenever someone asked how to celebrate the festival, he pointed to the hill in front of him and said with a wry smile: "Business is entangled, and business is entangled."

Ban Xia is a frequent visitor, on a scorching hot day, as soon as he stepped into the shady shadow pavilion, he was knocked out by Tian Laoqi head-on.Ban Xia said: "There is a military report in the Spiritual Light Altar, and the military department has already received it, but there is no movement here, my lord. I..."

Tian Xu winked: "It's fine to let you in. Remember, you are not allowed to ask how to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival, and you are not allowed to mention General Qi." Ban Xia was stunned: "Why?" Tian Xu said sullenly: "You You still ask me? When I went to the northern border, I don’t know what kind of evil I fell into.”

After entering the room, Ban Xia poked his head through a stack of official documents: "My lord, I almost can't see you." Han Shui said: "Business is involved." Ban Xia said: "I'm talking about business too."

According to information from the Lingguang Temple, Jingxuan, the prince of the Nine Realms, was captured by a prince shortly after he fled to the people.

After a long while, Han Shui lazily replied: "Does the Ministry of War know?"

It was this bad attitude that made Mr. Han, who was always well-informed, the last person in Lin'an, the imperial city, to know that Princess Xinyang was married.

On that day, it was the fifteenth day of the osmanthus moon, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the film department returned to Ning.Mr. Han had just extinguished the last candle in the public house, and several eunuchs from the palace came slowly with a box of moon cakes.

The person in charge smiled kindly: "Your Majesty Han, you don't need to be too polite, this is sent by Mr. Jing'an from the servants." Han Shui understood, ordered a few ingots of silver, and asked, "How is the emperor treating him?" The eunuch Said: "It's good, I've been with you every night these days." Han Shui smiled and thanked them.

When I returned to the official residence, the moonlight was clear, and several servants were eating wine in the courtyard.When Han Shui met, he generously gave away the box of mooncakes.The servant lowered his head: "I dare not." Han Shui sighed and pointed to the building next to the official building: "There are still two rooms of moon cakes given by others, you can take them as you like."

At this time, another servant came running up, dripping with sweat, and said: "My lord, moon cakes..." Han Shui: "There are." The servant waved his hand: "No, someone brought you moon cakes again." The person came like a gust of wind , Before finishing reporting the letter, he stood in court.

Except for Dongqing, no outsider can enter and leave the film department so freely.Han Shui glanced at it: "What stuffing?" Dongqing: "Lian Rong." Afterwards, the two sent their servants away and sat down to drink and chat.

Han Shui grabbed the mooncake, broke half of it, and handed it to Dongqing.It has a good flavor, sweet and soft, oily but not greasy, which is the true color of lotus seed paste.Dongqing said: "I wanted to invite my lord to sit at the mansion, but I felt a little presumptuous."

Han Shui took a bite: "Don't be presumptuous, don't be presumptuous, it's not too late to go now, just stay for one night." Holly's face darkened.Han Shui said: "You are too boring and boring."

Dongqing took a sip of wine and talked about the new policy of Jiannan Road.Han Shui crossed his legs and fell on the chair with his head up: "I am a dog of the emperor." Dongqing took another sip of wine: "My lord, I am not joking. The generations of the Lin family ancestors have had festivals with the film department. Fan Xinzheng, comers are not good."

Han Shui: "The New Deal will benefit the people."

With a full moon above his head, Bie Zhi was startled by magpies, and Han Shui, with his arms pillowed on his pillow, hummed an opera softly.Dongqing sighed: "My lord, I don't know what happened in the northern border, but what Lin and Xiao are waiting for is the day when the shadow department and the military department fall out."

Han Shui: "Who said Qi Lin and I had a falling out? He and I are very good..." Dongqing: "Then why didn't your lord even say auspicious words when Princess Xinyang was happy?" Han Shui paused: "None of my business."

At night, the figures are far away, and the play is quiet.Han Shui lay blankly in the courtyard, the bright moon in his eyes was covered with mist.

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This paragraph is a bit abusive, thank you little angels for your company~ Happy reading~