The Prime Minister has something to do

He tried to find clues, but Jiang Sheng was as thick-skinned as a city wall, so how could he see through it easily.

He Houhan was puzzled for a while, and he was unwilling to show weakness to Jiang Sheng, so he couldn't help feeling unhappy.

But the boy from the concierge trotting in excitedly, glanced at Jiang Sheng, and whispered mysteriously behind He Houhan: "My lord, there is a woman outside who insists on coming in, saying she wants to find Mr. Jiang! "

He Houhan only felt that he could answer one question, and then asked again.

I understand Jiang Sheng's embarrassment, but I can't understand why this boy is so excited that he is afraid that the world will not be chaotic?

But he didn't bother to speculate, every move of the court had already exhausted his mind, he never thought about such trivial matters.So when He Houhan heard this, he gloated a little and said, "Master Jiangmen also has the problem of being stalked?"

Jiang Sheng's face was disheveled, and he couldn't explain it in words. He sighed: "Although this is not my fault, I can hardly blame it."

He Houhan was intrigued by his words that were endlessly repeated, so he stared at him and asked, "Now that this person has chased after the prime minister's residence, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Sheng shook his head, frowned and glanced at He Houhan who was very interested, and said, "Why don't Ruisheng go and have a look with me?"

He Houhan thought for a while, and said: "It would be a big deal if the truth goes out." He turned his head and told the porter, "Please invite this girl in."

Jiang Sheng smiled wryly and sighed, "You're digging your own grave!"

He Houhan glanced at him inexplicably, thinking that the sect master, who had always acted uncommonly, was going crazy again, so he didn't ask any more questions, raised his hand and put another chopstick of sugar flower burnt elbow in his mouth, and then listened Jiao Didi exclaimed.

He had heard this voice more than once, and the nerves in his brain suddenly rang.He Houhan put down the bowl and chopsticks, feeling a bit troublesome for a moment, but when he turned around, there was a kind and gentle smile on his face, and he greeted, "Long time no see, how is Miss Chang Si?"

Jiang Sheng kept staring at He Houhan, and now there was a bit of helplessness in his wry smile.

Chang Si stared blankly at He Houhan, then turned his eyes, and immediately noticed Zhuhua who was sitting on He Houhan's left hand.

He Houhan saw the girl's unpredictable expression, surprised, puzzled, ashamed, angry and heartbroken. Her emotions came so suddenly and complicated. Two teardrops came out.

He Houhan was shocked, Jiang Sheng over there had already got up and walked to Chang Si, hugging her shoulder comfortingly, but without explaining, he said in a low voice with distress: "I told you a long time ago not to follow, you I don't listen."

Chang Si broke free from him, and ran outside in a hurry, Jiang Sheng turned his head and said anxiously to He Houhan: "Don't worry about her, let's go first." But He Houhan always felt that he was relieved when he looked at his expression.

However, these contradictions were all ignored by him, and he didn't bother with the trivial matters of the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes.From the aspect of his personality, he is a bit cold-hearted. Chang Si doesn't need to have a deep friendship with him, so he naturally doesn't bother to think about it.He always seemed a bit indulgent in Jiang Sheng. On the one hand, Jiang Sheng really helped him a lot, and on the other hand, it might be because of this person's prominent status in the world.

Let's get down to business, Jiang Sheng often thought about making such a fuss, Zhuhua also became interested, and asked He Houhan curiously: "Ari, what's the relationship between them?"

He Houhan thought for a while, and replied: "It is said that they are childhood sweethearts, and they are like brothers and sisters."

Zhuhua nodded, then said hesitantly: "I think that girl seems to care about you."

He Houhan asked suspiciously: "Really?"

Zhuhua asked even more puzzled: "Why did she keep looking at you just now?"

He Houhan thought about it carefully, and after a long while, he suddenly realized: "I got it! I was with her on the road for half a month, but she didn't tell me my real identity. Sister Zhuhua, you know the alias I use when I walk in the rivers and lakes. She is probably Come here and think that I have lied to her. The little girl is not deeply involved in the world, and her mind is simple, so she is inevitably paranoid."

Zhuhua was even more enlightened and said: "That's right!"

The concierge stood aside, the excitement on his face had not completely subsided before he became depressed.

Miss Chang Si's love affair has just begun, and she is so pitifully confessed to such a man who is not enlightened.

For a long time after this, He Houhan hadn't seen Miss Chang Si who was coaxed and tricked by Jiang Sheng to add oil and vinegar to her heart, and went back to Xiaoqiuxian's retreat.

what is the prime minister busy

Not long after winter began, He Houhan's official duties became more relaxed as the weather turned cold.He flipped through the notes of the secret guards every day, or pointed out or beat the officials, the position of the prime minister became more and more stable, Chong Yuan paid more and more attention to him, and treated Rong Jialu in a normal way.

He Houhan didn't know what Chongyuan meant, and the young emperor never showed any hints, as if he didn't know He Houhan's relationship with Rong Jialu at all.

Ruohe Houhan didn't know about the existence of the royal secret agents - I'm afraid he would feel lucky.But not only did he know that there were a group of spies who worked for the emperor in this world, but he also knew the abilities of those people, so he was always uneasy in his heart, thinking that Chong Yuan might have already known it in his heart.But he couldn't figure out the emperor's mind, so he could only pretend to be stupid, and acted more cautiously.

As soon as the winter was free, Zhou Wanling's tender face would appear in He Houhan's mind from time to time, and he couldn't help wondering if the emperor was watching her now...

Don't wait for him to think about it, the turning point finally came.

This day at the court, several ministers handed over the papers, and the time was almost up. He Houhan was waiting to leave the court, but he heard a minister suddenly raised his voice: "I still have this performance——"

This is an official of the Qing school, who came from a poor family, and he is quite innocent and cynical.

He Houhan listened attentively, and the official opened his mouth full of righteous indignation: "I want to play Rong Jiayuan, the youngest son of the Rong family! He bullied men and women, and even used his power to oppress others. Regardless of the king's law, he killed my poor classmate. I beg you The emperor will deal with it strictly!"

As soon as he said this, the hall was silent for a moment, as if he couldn't believe it—then gradually started talking, and after a while, it quietly died down, and the emperor sat on the dragon chair and looked at it quietly. Looking at them, Rong Jialu, the head of the military officials, did not say a word, and the prime minister, the head of the civil servants, was even more calm.

The officials were a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, but they had the ability to observe words and emotions, so they gradually calmed down and did not dare to talk too much.

Chong Yuan sat very straight, and said slowly: "General Ping Yuan, do you have anything to say?"

Rong Jialu took a step forward, saluted and said, "Returning to the emperor, the matter is like this—my younger brother Rong Jiayuan fell in love with a woman, and wanted to come to the door to propose a marriage to marry that woman, but was stopped by an unreasonable scholar." At the door, they obstructed in every possible way and even sneered at each other, my brother was young, his head was hot for a moment, he didn't know how to strike, he fought with the scholar, unfortunately he missed and killed him."

The official who presented the memorial earlier jumped out immediately and shouted: "You are spitting blood! You are making trouble for no reason. It is obvious that my classmate first fell in love with that woman and made a promise for life, but was deliberately beaten to death by that bullying Rong Jiayuan." The warrior is reckless! Please enlighten the emperor!" He said in a passionate tone, blushing and thick neck.

But he didn't expect his last sentence to anger the military officials headed by Rong Jialu in an instant, and a burly man shouted angrily: "Sour literati, what nonsense! General Rong's younger brother is bold and chivalrous, how can he bully others? It must be because the poor scholar couldn't marry that young lady, so he came here to find trouble because of jealousy!"

As soon as the general's words came out, it completely ignited the anger of the civil servants.

A civil servant in a blue robe with a beard and a scholar stood up and said calmly: "You generals relied on their brute force. If you kill a person, is it possible that you still blame the person so that you can't help beating him? How can there be such a reason in the world!"

He Houhan sighed inwardly, come on, once these words come out, neither of the two parties will give up easily.

Sure enough, a person jumped out of the military official array immediately, shouted angrily, stunned the scene, and then pointed at the blue-robed scholar-bearded civil servant and began to attack personally. Machine play.

The two camps quickly opened up and entered the role. The civil servants clung to the tragic experience of the poor boy who was beaten to death, and they all acted as if the unlucky ghost was themselves.The military commander had no choice but to take another angle. Let's start with saying that literati have a lot of things to do, so they love to find fault, and they have to argue even if they don't make any sense.

The scene was filled with saliva and was extremely noisy.

But He Houhan stood like an old monk in meditation, without saying a word.

Until a general couldn't hold back his anger and yelled: "Fuck your mother!"

The hall fell silent, as if everyone was suddenly strangled by the neck.

Two echoes buzzed in the hall of virtue and harmony.

He Houhan's ears finally calmed down, and he concluded secretly in his heart: a military general wins with a loud voice, and a civil servant wins with a long sentence.

Chong Yuan slammed down a fold, hitting the shiny floor tiles of the main hall.

The cold sweat of the officials came down.

Chong Yuan said coldly: "Whoever said something rude just now, go out and get twenty big boards."

When the general was tortured outside the hall crying and howling, the hall was quiet and no one dared to make any noise.

Chong Yuan suddenly locked his eyes on He Houhan, and He Houhan was startled, and just as he thought of something—he heard Chong Yuan say casually: "He Aiqing, what do you think Rong Jiayuan should do with it? Li Shangshu said that one life pays for one life, or is it like Vice General Fang said, for the sake of General Ping Yuan, let him be spared once, and make amends?"

He Houhan's heart was shocked, and he figured it out instantly. He turned his head and looked at Rong Jialu. There were only a few steps between the two of them, but there was a line between them.