Yan Cigui.

Chapter 367 He is a talent (two updates in one)

Retreat from the court.

Li Shao stood up from the throne and followed the emperor out of the Golden Palace.

The cold wind hit him and he couldn't help but rub his hands.

The Holy See saw it in his eyes and said as he walked: "I just got sick a few days ago. You should pay more attention and take care of your body."

Li Shao said hurriedly: "My dear father, I thank you for your concern."

"Let's go to the Ministry of Rites later," the Holy Master said, then looked at Wang Gouzi, "take good care of the prince."

Wang Gouzi replied respectfully: "You must take good care of the little one."

After saying this, the Holy Master hurried to the imperial study room.

Li Shao watched him leave, exhaling slowly, filled with white mist.

Wang Gouzi rolled his eyes, approached Li Shao, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, this is the first time I have been so close to the Jinluan Palace, and the first time I have listened to the civil and military ministers discussing politics."

Li Shao glanced at him.

Maybe it was the excitement in Wang Gouzi's tone that made Li Shao a little curious: "What do you think?"

"Hey," Wang Gouzi touched the tip of his nose, "I think I can have a great future by following His Highness."

Li Shao raised his eyebrows.

This sounds like nonsense.

Following the dignified prince would definitely have a better future than being a young eunuch in Yongji Palace.

However, Li Shao suddenly said out of nowhere: "It's hard to tell. Do you know how many people the East Palace has changed in the past two years?"

Wang Gouzi was stunned when he heard this, shook his head, and then nodded: "I don't know the details, but if the younger one can fill the gap, he must have been replaced again."

Li Shao sneered.

Wang Gouzi said: "It must be that they did not serve His Highness well, right? If you do a good job, you should be able to stay."

Li Shao was noncommittal.

Wang Gouzi continued to express his loyalty: "When I first went to court in the morning, I was waiting outside the main hall. When I raised my head, I could see the Holy Master and you sitting high up. The way you gave orders was so magnanimous. I knew you shouldn't. But the little one couldn’t take his eyes off it.”

Li Shao didn't expect him to say that. He was stunned for a moment and asked, "Am I giving orders?"

"Yes," Wang Gouzi nodded, "those adults have been unable to agree, and it was you who made the final decision. My heart was pounding when I heard it. What you said was really good. You see, the Holy One approved it at that time. You."

Li Shao touched his chin.

His father did agree with what he said, and it was in order to show off in front of his father that he asked Shuntian Mansion and the Third Division to finalize the decision before next year.

Of course, that's what I said. I only speculated on my father's thoughts when I said it. At this time, Wang Gouzi mentioned it like this...

Quite enjoyable.

This was the first time since he sat on the little throne that Li Shao felt that he had a little fun in the morning.

He no longer simply sat there, nor was he scolded by the imperial censor. Instead, he expressed his own opinion, which was recognized by his father and the ministers listened to his explanation.

This is really quite a taste.

Wang Gouzi looked at his expression and said: "You said a few shameless words. Now that I have seen this, I understand why everyone wants to be an official or a high official.

It's so much fun to get people to do what you want.

The big officials are in charge of the little officials, and you are in charge of the big officials. The little ones are worshiping Eunuch Cao. "

Li Shao laughed.

Wang Gouzi is not very old, but he speaks truthfully, and Li Shao likes to be so truthful.

When Wang Gouzi said this, he couldn't help but think that it felt really good to have those officials obey orders honestly.

Especially Shan Shen.

The monk who had been arrested before was caught on his head instead, and he was carried into Shuntian Mansion disheveled, which made him extremely unlucky.

It's fine now, and Shan Shen is allowed to experience the trouble of being exhausted.

"Let's go," Li Shao felt much better. "Follow me to the Ministry of Etiquette and let you see how senior officials manage junior officials."

Wang Gouzi agreed and followed excitedly.

On the other side, Shan Shen returned to Shuntian Mansion and walked all the way to the back office with a gloomy face.

The major case was complex but not messy, and there were thick documents and files. He glanced at it, resignedly took out the booklet related to the case, and read it carefully from beginning to end.

I read it back and forth three times until I could almost recite it, and Shan Shen didn't find anything wrong.

"Excuse my blindness," Shan Shen smiled and spread the case file on the table, "Time, place, witnesses and evidence, the whole story, how can we, Shuntian Mansion, investigate?

In Dali Temple, I can stand and talk without pain in my back. Those from the Punishment Department rushed to the front to ask for credit, but they came to me again when something went wrong.

The suspects have been taken away by them. Now you want to ask me about Shuntian Mansion?

How can I check? Do I make it up for them? "

Listening to his tone, the master knew that Master Shan was holding back his anger.

This is inevitable.

It is said that they were officials in the same dynasty, but after all, they were in different yamen and had different responsibilities. The peach trees they had planted in Shuntian Prefecture were picked for no apparent reason, and the fruit pickers and tasters came to hold them accountable. The fruit is not fragrant or sweet enough...

Mr. Shan has restrained himself even if he didn't hit someone's face with a shovelful of irritation.

Come to think of it, Master can't share his anger with Shan Shen.

Of course they are of the same mind, but venting their anger will not solve the problem.

"Otherwise, let's revise the case file and make it more detailed?" Master suggested.

Shan Shen's mouth twitched: "How meticulous? Isn't such a clear thing enough? Whitewash and polish it, and write it into a play script and divide it into upper, middle and lower parts? Or you should do it and change it into a story script, I am the official I'll lend you the gavel, and you'll snap it and say, 'If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the explanation next time'?"

Master:......

It doesn't have to be this way.

Fu Cheng Zhang Yuan happened to be passing by outside. He only heard the last few words and subconsciously asked: "What are the funeral arrangements? What kind of decomposition?"

Shan Shen sneered: "Want to know? Let the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple tell you."

Zhang Yuan couldn't laugh or cry.

Angry and annoyed, we finally had to get together to brainstorm and sort things out again, hoping to finalize the case before the year.

For this reason, Shan Shen led his men and went to the Punishment Department and Dali Temple for several days.

Zhang Yuan had no time to spare, and he followed Master Shan's instructions of "no one should have a good life." In addition to their manpower from Shuntian Mansion, they also asked people from the Ministry of Punishment to assist, and asked people from Dali Temple to supervise, to go to the relevant departments of the case together. Exploring several places on the outskirts of the city.

On a cold day, the northwest wind makes my head buzz.

After more than half a year, it is difficult to find out anything new. Instead, some of the confessions of ordinary people have been repeated over and over again. The listeners can remember some of them, but the tellers have become confused.

Four or five days have passed and there has been no progress.

In the morning, maybe they were tired, maybe they were helpless, and no one stopped to worry about anything. They just listened to the crown prince reminding them that time was limited, so they should hurry up and hurry up.

The sky is snowing again.

Xu Jian held the stove and sat on the Arhat bed playing chess with Lin Yunyan.

In the past few days, he never left the hand stove and kept it on his lap. The warmth kept his legs from getting cold.

Dr. Yue told the truth that he had caught the cold again and had to take his time to recover.

Xu Jian didn't want Lin Yunyan and Mrs. Xu to worry, so she cooperated.

A game of chess has been played for more than half an hour, and the situation is still indistinguishable.

Lin Yunyan paused and said softly: "Li Shao seems to be particularly honest these days."

Xu Jian smiled: "It's true, that dog is a talent." Although he has not gone to court, he still knows everything about the court, especially those related to Li Shao.

After leaving the Duke's Mansion that day and going to Yongji Palace, Li Shao suddenly calmed down and went to court and observed the government every day without any mistakes.

For a time, stability was beyond the expectations of all "insiders".

Xu Jian knew Li Shao well.

Li Shao was not always honest. In the first few days when he went to the Ministry of Rites to observe politics, he also followed the rules. Not to mention how much he learned, at least he couldn't make any mistakes.

But the Li Shao of those days was actually different from the Li Shao of these two days.

The former is impetuous and can barely suppress his temper, but is actually very wild at heart; the latter has fewer distracting thoughts and has become much more restrained.

But it is impossible to say that Li Shao has corrected himself.

In Xu Jian's words, Li Shao had too many "bursts".

If not, the Holy Master would not have thought of pinching him so hard before, but he was too obedient to do so.

Of course, Xu Jian is the biggest "victim".

He had been dragged along by Li Shao in the past, thinking that he had been taught bad things, and tried every means to correct the crown prince, but finally realized that there was no hope at all.

Li Shao can't be led to the right path by just changing a few people around him.

Apart from pulling him down from the position of crown prince and eradicating the person behind the scenes, Xu Jian and Lin Yunyan could not rest easy.

Therefore, Xu Jiancai said that Wang Gouzi was a talent.

At least this person knew how to "coax" Li Shao, making Li Shao look like a reformed crown prince in a short period of time.

"It seems that that person is more afraid of Li Shao being deposed." Lin Yunyan said.

Xu Jian lowered his eyes and turned over the chess pieces in his hand: "He needs a crown prince like Li Shao more than we do."

Previously, they used Li Shao as a banner and as a lead. Unless Li Shao went crazy, the Holy Spirit would not be able to use him ruthlessly, and he could not rely on him to lead out the hand behind the scenes.

But the person behind the scenes wanted something different. He wanted to use Li Shao as a knife. He wanted to use Li Shao to eradicate dissidents and control the government, while the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole followed.

If Li Shao is no longer the crown prince, how can he still make swords?

In particular, today is different from the past.

"Zhu Chang is dead, Wang is dead in the sixth year, plus Dao Heng and Wang Qi," Xu Jian said, "No matter how many people he has at his disposal, he can't help but die before he leaves the army. If he loses Li Shao again, he will It’s even harder to do.”

Lin Yunyan said: "The Holy Spirit finally came up with this idea. Once Li Shao behaves, there may be changes."

People's hearts are unpredictable.

The Sacred Heart is even more unpredictable.

The Holy Emperor favors the prince too much.

"The Holy One wanted to use Wang Gouzi transferred from Yongji Palace to make Li Shao make a mistake, but he didn't expect that Wang Gouzi now has to try his best to protect Li Shao and prevent Li Shao from doing anything out of the ordinary," Lin Yunyan said, " There are still ten days left before the seal, even if you want to design him, it will not be easy to do it."

Too close, too close to Laba.

One accident can deceive the Holy Emperor, but if it happens again, it may not be perfect.

Xu Jian took a sip of tea: "Who knows..."

In the afternoon, the snow stopped.

Shuntian Mansion is still clouded.

Shan Shen sat back on the Taishi chair, rubbing his swollen forehead.

For a moment, he wanted to break the pot and really asked his master to write a storybook and submit it to the Ministry of Punishment. Fortunately, he still had some sense.

Footsteps could be heard outside, neither fast nor slow, completely inconsistent with the mood of everyone in the Yamen these days.

Shan Shen opened his eyes and asked, "Who is coming?"

The master stood up, opened the door, took a look, turned around and said, "The personal attendant of Duke Fu."

Shan Shen was stunned and stood up. He saw Xuan Su standing in the corridor carrying two food boxes. He hurriedly invited people into the room to talk.

Shan Shen is more familiar with Shen Chen than Xuan Su.

In the past, when Duke Fu Guo was in charge of their yamen, Shen Chen was usually followed by him.

"How is Brother Shenchen's injury?" he asked.

Xuan Su said: "The flesh wound is almost healed. I have some free time, so I might as well let him rest more."

"It doesn't hurt to feed more," Shan Shen said, his eyes falling on the food box, "This is..."

Xuan Su handed the things to his master and said, "I asked you to send them to your lords.

This year, we have been taken care of by Shuntian Mansion, so we should set up a table after the seal and invite the adults to have a drink, but our master is not able to go out and have a banquet now.

Thinking that the yamen has been very busy in recent days, and Mr. Shan is too busy to have a hot meal, I have prepared some pastries for you to fill your stomach and relieve your fatigue. "

Shan Shen looked at the food box and smiled: "Is it sweet?"

Xuan Su replied seriously: "The younger one thinks it's average, not too sweet."

Shan Shen laughed.

Sweet is fine, just make a pot of tea.

I want him to say that Fu Guogong is truly a wise man.

When it comes to taking care of them, the only one who can be called taking care of them this year is Ma Liuer, who has completed the reconciliation arrangements between Liu Jing and Mrs. Xu for them. From the time they walked in to the time they left, it was extremely fast.

But on the other hand, Shan Shen also took advantage of Fu Guogong this year.

If nothing else, the dire situation in Chenmi Hutong, if it weren't for the help of Duke Fu in front of the emperor, Shuntian Mansion and the garrison Yamen would be in trouble to close the case.

Just light incense and bless you from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. Where can you find such a Bodhisattva?

After the things were delivered, Xuan Su was about to leave.

Shan Shen touched his beard.

What did Duke Fuguo say last time?

"No polite words", "When I need help from Mr. Shan, I will speak up."

Then should he stop being polite and go chat with Duke Fu?

Shan Shen thought about it and asked: "How is the recovery of Mr. Guo? I was supposed to visit him at home, but I never did."

Xuan Su then said: "I am recuperating. The doctor does not allow him to move around freely. He can only stay in the room to read and play chess."

It sounds very relaxing.

Shan Shen was very envious when he was free.

In the evening, when Xu Jian and Lin Yunyan collected the chessboard, someone from the front informed them that Shuntian Prefecture Yin was here.

Xu Jian went to the flower hall, and not long after waiting, he saw Shan Shen carrying a large baggage and following Xu Bai in.

"Master Shan," Xu Jian pointed to the cloth bag, "Escape?"

Shan Shen sneered and laughed: "The Duke of Guo has a good eye."

Xu Jian also smiled and nodded: "It's not easy to scold people in Jinluan Palace, but there's not enough room for you in Shuntian Palace?"

"Just scolding can make Dali Temple 'arrogant', and I've already scolded him like a bastard," Shan Shen sighed, "I don't even know how hard they went about this case!"

　my dream:

　　The books I follow are updated by 10,000 words every day; the wife I love opens new ones seamlessly.

　　My reality:

　　Mom, why is it so difficult to make four thousand a day! ! ! !

　　(End of this chapter)