After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 287 Supervision Department

The fog on the Shuiyun mountain stream falls earlier in the evening and dissipates later in the morning.

Autumn is more intense, but autumn chrysanthemums are more colorful.

When the sun rose and the clouds and mists gradually receded, finally revealing the mountainside where the clouds gathered in the back mountain of Bieye, Li Chen'an and Xiao Wu came to the grave again.

In a blink of an eye, it was Sun Tiexian's first seven.

Zhongli Ruoshui also wanted to come, but Li Chenan dissuaded him, because the mountain stream was foggy and cold, and the mountainside was windy, and Zhongli Ruoshui was sick yesterday and had some coughs.

When the two stood in front of the grave, they were suddenly taken aback, because there were actually two plates on the altar in front of the grave!

One plate was served with sauced pig tails.

The other plate also contained pig tails in sauce!

The two looked at each other, and there was inexplicable surprise in each other's eyes.

"You came before?"

Xiao Wu shook his head.

"Then who else?"

Xiao Wu still shook his head, he suddenly squatted on the ground, picked up a dead branch, and wrote on the mud in front of the altar:

"Grandpa has no friends, presumably it is Mrs. Fan from Dingguohou's Mansion."

"Because grandpa likes to eat sauced pig tails, there are very few people who know about it. Except for the third lady and me, the old lady is probably the only one."

Li Chenan also squatted down, stretched out his hand and twirled a piece of pig tail and pinched it, it was very elastic, it was just placed here not long ago.

He got up and looked around, but there was nothing but the white mist and a few birds flying in the mist.

Dingguohou's Mansion is some distance away from here.

If Mrs. Fan has been here, why didn't she go to Yunji Bieye?
He suddenly remembered that two days ago, under the crooked neck tree in Huangcheng Division, on the stone table in front of Changsun Jinghong, there was also such a plate of sauced pig tails.

Li Chenan raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions.

The little warrior erased the writing on the ground, and the two of them put incense wax on it, burned paper money, knelt down and went down the mountain.

Taking a rest in Yunji Bieye for a while, Li Chenan decided to go to the palace to have a look.

Go to see the Supervision Division covered with grass, and then go to the Imperial City Division to get acquainted with the Seventh Division. You also need to go to the eight-story building to look through the information about those officials collected by the Imperial City Division.

"Which one to wear?"

Zhongli Ruoshui was a little worried because Li Chenan had two sets of official robes.

"I still like the black color better. I want to be pretty, and the black one looks better."

Zhongli Ruoshui rolled his eyes at him, took the black robe and put it on for Li Chenan, and tied the small golden sword that could enter and leave the palace around his waist.

After looking around, Zhongli Ruoshui laughed, because she also felt that the black color looked better.

"Just stay in the room, don't go to the wind and catch the cold."

"Okay... I'll wait for you at home."

"Well, the charcoal that Xiaowu burns is good, ask Xueer to make a pot of charcoal fire, but remember that the windows cannot be closed tightly."

"Ah."

Li Chenan stretched out his hand to hold Zhongli Ruoshui's shoulder, hugged her into his arms, and let her go after a while.

He turned and walked out.

……

……

It was almost noon when we arrived at the palace.

He was probably the last to come to court.

It was very quiet in the huge palace.

So much so that he had an illusion, is this Hugh Mu today?

But when he passed those yamen, he clearly saw someone inside.

Not just people, but many whispering voices.

"Master Xiang hasn't come for another three days... My lord, have you visited Xiangye at Xiangfu?"

"Hey……"

A voice sighed: "I have been there, but the concierge of the Prime Minister's Mansion said that the Prime Minister is ill and is recuperating in bed, so it is really not suitable to see guests! What can I do?"

"It's strange to say that His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the emperor, hasn't entered the palace in the past few days... What's wrong with him?"

"Don't make random guesses, he's fine! Mr. Huang from the Ministry of Industry said that he went to the Plum Garden two days ago, and he wanted to turn all the houses in the Plum Garden into what kind of warm pavilions."

"What is the Warm Pavilion?"

"How does this officer know? But Lord Huang said that if the thing is built well, the room at twelve o'clock will not feel the slightest chill in the whole winter."

"Oh, that's a good thing. My lord, it seems that the second prince hasn't gone out these few days! Has the wind direction changed?"

"Shut up! Is it something you can think about now?"

"Xiaguan doesn't mean that."

"Then what do you mean?"

"The lower official thought... the adults should think about it!"

"..."

Li Chen'an raised his eyebrows, walked through many yamen, and all he heard were these words, um, they were all gossiping, no one was doing business.

He originally wanted to take a stroll around the yamen of the Ministry of Household Affairs, but after thinking about it, he really had nothing to say to the second uncle, so he gave up and went to the remote supervision department, which was forgotten by all the officials.

He didn't know that many heads poked out of those yamen behind him.

Those people all looked at his back, at his dark clothes.

Suddenly there was a voice of surprise from behind: "Look, the officer said that he is going to the Supervision Division instead of the Imperial City Division!"

"If you lose, give me money!"

"..."

Li Chenan turned around.

All heads shrank back at that moment.

He walked to the Inspectorate again.

Walking into a courtyard, the eyes are full of withered grass.

The palace in the courtyard is actually not small, and there are two podiums on the left and right.

It's just that it's really dated.

Old like the old man lying on a chair in front of the hall basking in the sun!

The official robe on the old man had been washed white, and there were even a few patches.

He didn't wear an official hat, and his gray hair was not too thin, just like those withered grass.

Li Chenan smiled and walked over.

Perhaps it was his shadow that blocked the sunlight that fell on the old man's face. The old man opened his eyes a crack and saw the dark clothes.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes wide, sat up a guy, and quickly stood up again.

He bowed and saluted: "Master of the Imperial City Division?"

"There is no one in our Overwatch Council... Who do you want to investigate?"

"Are you Tang Adviser?"

"It's the lower officer."

"Oh, my name is Li Chen'an, the advising doctor of our Overwatch Council, and you are still my superior!"

Tang Buju was startled, his old eyes opened wider, his body was slightly hooked, but now he heard it, it hooked even more.

"I don't dare, I have seen, I have seen... Mr. Li!"

"I don't know what orders Mr. Li came here for?"

Li Chenan waved his hand, "It's okay, after all, I'm also an admonishing doctor, come here to have a look, you...you continue to sleep."

Tang Buju was taken aback when he heard that, "Lord Li...it's not that the officials like to sleep, but..."

"I know, you should raise your spirits first, and there will be work for you in a few days."

"By the way, I'm not familiar with the officials here, but you are an old man from the Supervision Department, so you should be familiar with them."

"Ordinarily, as an official, I shouldn't be able to manage so many things, and I can't manage so many people, but I still have to do something when I am in my position."

"In a few days, you will call all the officials who are idle at home, and tomorrow I will ask Mr. Huang from the Ministry of Industry to clean up our place."

"Make it brighter, and make it newer... After all, there needs to be a new look."

"That's it, you continue to sleep, I'll go to the Imperial City Department."

After Li Chenan finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Only then did Tang Buju straighten his back and look at Li Chenan's back.

He suddenly smiled, shook his head, and really lay down on that chair again.

It's just that he didn't close his eyes, but squinted slightly, and murmured:
"Winter is not here yet, so is it possible that spring is coming?"

He suddenly sighed: "Hey... a newborn calf, after all, can't beat a tiger!"

(End of this chapter)