The black-bellied prime minister's red makeup

Chapter 8

The imperial court stipulated 'one rest and one bath every five days'.It means that officials can take a day off on the fifth day after they work for four days to take a bath, change clothes, cut their hair and shave their faces.

But despite the name, who will watch you do it when the day comes?As long as you don't violate the court regulations, no one cares about you.

It was also a coincidence that Xiu Mu happened to be the [-]th birthday of Mr. Wang Zhuoyan, Minister of the Ministry of Rites. Since he took the throne, Mr. Wang has been his right-hand man to help him manage the literary party and deal with the military party. Therefore, how could he not back up Mr. Wang after his birthday? How about going to celebrate the birthday in person with the gift?

Today Shen Qingnan was still wearing a white corseted brocade jacket, but the collar pattern had changed to blue with pinstripes embroidered on it.

His legs were so good that he no longer needed crutches, he flipped over and stood firmly on the carriage, sat in and gave orders to the carriage, and then slowly headed towards Wang's mansion.

In fact, although the previous imperial court was divided into civil and military parties, they still knew how to do superficial skills. No matter which party's officials had a banquet at home, officials from both parties would go to congratulate.

But I don’t know when the relationship between the civil and military parties has deteriorated so much that superficial efforts are no longer done. If an official of one party has a banquet at home, only officials of the same party will go.

I thought this time Master Wang's [-]th birthday would still be like this, and the people who went to pay his respects must be officials of the Wen Party, but when Shen Qingnan arrived at Wang's Mansion and saw many officials of the Wu Party were also present, he felt a little puzzled.

Looking around, I didn't expect to meet Xia Hanming who also looked around and saw him in the birthday banquet.

Today he is wearing a brocade jacket with a white and black collar and a swaying green bamboo embroidered on the chest, a black gauze jacket over the brocade jacket, and a black bun on his head with a piece of white jade inlaid in the middle.

What's more important is that today he is holding a [-]-fold fan in his hand, coupled with his attire, he looks like a rich son who loves to travel and play in the mountains and rivers without doing his job.

Strange to say, no matter what kind of clothes he puts on, he can't conceal his aristocratic temperament, they are all extremely handsome and handsome.

No wonder there are so many military officers here today, the leader of the military party, King Xuan, is here, how dare other military party officials not come?But why did he come here this time?Do you want to know yourself and the enemy without danger?Or do you intend to seek peace with him?or…….He brought so many people here tonight because he wanted to make trouble!
In fact, Xia Hanming didn't know why he came today.In the past, when the conflict between the civil and military parties was serious, they stopped attending any banquets of the other party's subordinates, but this time, perhaps knowing that the prime minister Shen Qingnan would also come, he asked the housekeeper to prepare a gift to congratulate him.

When Master Wang Zhuoyan saw King Xuan coming to prepare the ceremony, he was terrified, thinking that he would not plan to start a war soon after he came back.Could it be that he wants to take advantage of today's banquet to be the first to attack him?
Feeling flustered, Shen Qingnan hurried to report to him as soon as she got off the carriage, because she was afraid that her voice would tremble a bit.

"Prime Minister, look at this..." His eyes glanced at Xia Hanming and all the military officials present, "They don't mean to attack the old minister, right? Prime Minister, what do you think today?"

"Master Wang, are you afraid?"

Still staring at Xia Hanming, who was also looking at him not far away, Shen Qingnan's retorted voice was faintly mixed with coldness, scaring Wang Zhuoyan, who was already trembling, almost kneeling on the ground.

That look is much more frightening than when he saw King Xuan just now.

How can I say that Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites is also a first-rank Dayuan in the imperial court. Although his official rank is not as good as that of the prime minister, he can be regarded as the leader of all officials.But even so, he was still terrified in front of Shen Qingnan, after all, there were lessons learned from the past, and he could remember clearly how the previous Minister of Rites died.

So he quickly shook his head and replied: "No, no, the next official is not afraid, not afraid."

"That's good. But Mr. Wang, don't worry, no one will dare to touch you with the truth."

"Yes, yes, the officer knows."

Now that the prime minister had guaranteed Wang Zhuoyan, he was finally relieved and continued busy planning his birthday banquet.

With a wave of his hand, Shen Qingnan, who was holding a gift behind him, left. Shen Qingnan walked towards Xia Hanming who was not far away step by step with his hands behind his back. Although the majesty was there, there was a polite smile on the corner of his mouth.

"King Xuan came early, how long have you been waiting?"

Originally thought that the first sentence Shen Qingnan asked after seeing him should be "Why are you here?" But he didn't expect to ask such a sentence.

Such a polite and familiar tone makes people feel that they are not enemies for many years, but friends for many years. This makes Xia Hanming, who has already thought about how to answer, stunned for a moment.

After a while, he curled the corners of his mouth, that smile was very upright and gentle with his current attire, "I came here a little bit early because I had nothing to do, and it's only a quarter of an hour after all."

Nodding, Shen Qingnan said again: "That day, I accidentally injured the prince's arm and I don't know how the prince's injury is now?"

"It's all right."

"Yeah, let me see."

After all, it was the same as that day, regardless of whether Xia Hanming agreed or not, he took his arm and rolled up his sleeves.

The wound has indeed healed, and some places have already had thin scabs, but judging from the traces, there should be fine scars left, thinking of this, Shen Qingnan felt a burst of pride in his heart.

(End of this chapter)