Stories Of Nine Cities

Cold Jue sat in the main seat, swept the crowd a circle, the line of sight does not fall the trace of hope to the cold Xi evil after death of king Lin night.

Sure enough, he's a pretty young man, but it's obviously inappropriate to just sit in this place. What's the difference?

Can't help but some curious cold Jue, the line of sight in the king's evening body stay for a while, but is a moment of things, but let the people present have noticed, and the first to ask, is cold no war.

"Today's official banquet, I thought they were all old faces, but I didn't expect that there would be new people. Don't you want to introduce me?" Han Wushang looks at Han xixie casually. Due to the other party's tall body, he can't see the king's arrival at night.

This is an abrupt question, but because of the curiosity of all people, even Han Jue kept silent waiting for Han xixie to speak, let alone other people.

Compared with the curiosity of the people, hanxixie seems to have a drink with the wine glass on the table. When the people lose patience, she raises her mouth and says something.

"The door guest invited in the mansion, bring out to see the world." Cold Xi evil avoid heavy light answer, said and didn't say the same, but let hear people expression is different, and then have convergence of diverting attention.

Han Jue's eyebrows pick up and hide the light in his eyes with the action of drinking, while Han Wushang's eyes with a light smile flash a touch of ridicule. Only Zhao bingruo looks at Han xixie thoughtfully, and at the same time, he looks at Jun linwan and frowns without any trace.

"What kind of guest do you like to see so much?" Han Jue looks at Han xixie's mouth, which makes the banquet ripple again.

People are curious. When hanxixie says that, it should be self-evident for the identity of junlinwan. At this time, the only one who can be regarded as a guest by hanxixie is the mountain watcher, but the other is still such a young boy. I'm afraid it's yellow to invite someone.

As for bringing this young man here, I'm afraid it's just for the purpose of concealing people's eyes and ears. That's all. It seems meaningless for the Lord to ask such a question, except to embarrass others.

It seems that the city master doesn't like to see Hanxi evil! Jun Lin night listen to slightly frown at the front of that tall figure, don't know how the other party will respond.

"Rare talents, I want to cultivate them well." Don't think of the response, cold Xi evil hope to hand on the wine cup at will play.

It's a real export! Jun linwan snorted in his heart, what talent and training, but is coercion and coercion, if not Over the shoulder of hanxixie, Jun Lin looks at hanwushang and bites his teeth.

"You're in a good mood." Han Jue said to hum a, eyes such as Leng of stare at Han Xi evil, but can't see what is different from each other's face, naturally also didn't notice the party people because of his words and cast peeping eyes.

"Lord, it's time to start." The next father-in-law came forward and whispered, which broke the mystery of the scene.

"Yes? Then let's start! " Han Jue's response is like a flow of kindness. He takes back his sight and looks at all of you.

The following is the routine congratulatory message and toast. When the banquet finally looks like a banquet, Liu Ao whispers something in Han xixie's ear while the atmosphere is active, and then quietly leaves the scene with Jun Linye.

Although it didn't disturb most people, it still made them look at each other.

Han Wushang wanted to let people follow him, but he missed the opportunity to explain because of Han Jue's eyes, which made Zhao Bing look at Han xixie without saying anything.

Instead, the father-in-law around Han Jue called the palace man behind him to explain something in a low voice when they were fighting openly and secretly, and then sent them out with a wave.

Did not Miss Zhao Bing look at the line of sight, did not miss the father-in-law behind the account, hanxixie mouth slightly Yang smile cold, eyes also have no temperature silently look at all the people present, finally the line of sight fell on the corner of the person who silently eat and drink.

Aware of the sight of hanxixie, the person who eats and drinks stops and bows his hand to give a salute. That's all. Hanxixie has no action any more. This makes hanxixie look at her eyebrows and take back her eyes with a smile, but inadvertently sees hanwushang's gaze.

Cold xixie turns her head and looks at Gong Ling dancing on the dance floor. This indifference leads to cold hum of Han Wushang. It's only when Zhao Bing gets close to him and says something in his ear that she begins to talk.

No one knows what Zhao Bing and Han Wushang are talking about, just as no one knows what Han xixie is thinking, not to mention Han Jue's deep vision of the overall situation.

"Zhuang Aiqing, what's the matter with Lord he's case?" After a dance, Han Jue suddenly asked questions, making everyone stop and look at him. At the same time, his eyes met because of the content of his words, and the atmosphere of the banquet changed.

The person named is the one who just saluted with hanxixie, that is, Zhuang Weixian, the Minister of the Ministry of punishment of Xuncheng. It seems that he is only in his early 30s, but he is already a senior official. His ability can be seen clearly. No wonder he will be called by Han Jue on such an occasion, and he will respond politely."The possibility of homicide has been ruled out."

Zhuang Weixian's words just came out, and the banquet began to talk. No one cared about Han Wushang's smile, and naturally no one paid attention to the mockery on Han xixie's face.

"Yes? It seems that the king is not compassionate enough to let Lord he work too hard. Otherwise, he would not have died of illness on such a good day. It's a pity. " Cold Jue not without regret said, lowered his head through the drink of the neutral hide the eyes of a flash of light.

"It's Lord he who's poor." Zhuang Weixian bowed his head and arched his hands. What he said was pleasant to the ear, but his tone was so flat that he didn't know what he meant, which was far from the gentleness and kindness he gave people.

"Then settle down! After the year, the affairs are busy, and this household can't be left unattended. " So Han Jue said.

"Yes." Zhuang Weixian bowed his head and agreed. Just as he was about to sit down, he suddenly heard Zhao Bing say something.

"Lord, the responsibility of the Ministry of accounts is very heavy. Can the successor be decided?"

"What? Is the prime minister recommended by talents? " Eyebrow a pick of cold Jue, follow Zhao Bing's words to ask a way.

"Zhou dingyang, the minister in charge of the Ministry of household affairs, is a talented person who can be made. He is also very familiar with the affairs of the Ministry of household affairs and can undertake important tasks." Zhao Bing's words lead to whispers around, and cold Xi evil just quietly looking at.

"Zhou dingyang? I heard that he did the tax benefit resettlement plan before the disaster. Didn't the Lord praise it? " Han Wushang said, looking up at Han Jue.

"Is that him? It was a beautiful thing to do Han Jue responded with an impression.

"If it's Zhou Shilang, the Ministry of household affairs should be able to operate normally after the new year, and it won't delay the Court Affairs." After someone opened his mouth and agreed, everyone nodded his head.

Looking at the people talking to themselves, hanxixie takes up the wine cup with a sneer, and hides the irony of the corners of her mouth by drinking.

How many days did this guy die? I started to think about the succession, and even the people were fixed. It seems that I have made a lot of efforts! Cold Xi heresy looked at a corner of the silent Zhuang Weixian, do not know how the other party will react.

"Mr. Zhou is indeed a material that can be made, but..." Zhuang Weixian said, looking up at a cold Jue.

"But what?" Han Jue asked along the beginning of the sentence.

"There are also vacancies for the prefect. The Minister of the Ministry of official affairs, Mr. Zeng, originally intended to be transferred from the Ministry of household affairs. Now he's in charge, and Mr. Zhou has a post again. I'm afraid It's time to find another sage. " Zhuang Weixian quietly finish, eyes faint light micro flash of listen to cold Xi evil, don't feel to raise the corner of the mouth, naturally also didn't miss the prime minister and cold no war face a flash of consternation.

"It's also true that the business over there is a mess. I still want to let the account department clean it up. Now it seems that I have to find someone else." Cold Jue said thoughtfully, but there was a faint smile in his heart.

You can't have both fish and bear's paw. If you are too greedy, you will lose both. This is the evidence.

"Lord Zhao Bing looks up and wants to talk, but he is stopped by Han Jue.

"Wang Cheng is more important here. According to the prime minister, Zhou dingyang is in charge of the succession of the Minister of the Ministry of household. As for the governor of Ruan..." Han Jue said and looked to Zeng Zexuan, the Minister of the Ministry of officials.

"Now that the Ministry of accounts has done it according to the prime minister's wishes, the rest is the prefecture magistrate's side. Zeng Aiqing, do you have something to say?" Cold Jue asked.

"The LORD said that there has just been a turmoil in the county, so it should be based on calming down. At the same time, we should strengthen the law to keep the wind straight. So I recommend Lord Zhuang, the Minister of criminal justice, and ask the Lord to observe it clearly." Zeng Zexuan's low voice response avoided Zhao Bing's slightly surprised sight and the cold light in Han Wushang's eyes.

"What did Zeng Aiqing mean by that is to transfer Mr. Zhuang away? What about the Ministry of punishment? " Before Zhao Bing opened his mouth, Han que first asked such a question.

"Since the Minister of Zhou is competent for the position of minister of the Ministry of household affairs, I believe that the Minister of the Ministry of punishment is also capable of this important task. After all, the ability of Mr. Zhuang is obvious to all, so we should not worry about it." When Zeng Zexuan's words came out, people began to talk about it.

As a result, it's been a long time, Prime Minister. Is this a way to get married? There is ambition together of hope to Zhao Bing, the latter complexion slightly change of pursed mouth didn't speak, only cold Xi evil but smile not language of low head.

"Joke, a minister is demoted to be a sheriff. Is that a man of ability?" Han Wushang opened his mouth and snorted. He glanced at Zeng Zexuan and Zhuang Weixian coldly.

"Although there are high and low positions, there are no problems. If you are not a capable person, you will be embarrassed. If you cherish your talents, you can recall them after stabilizing the situation, and then promote the right person." Zeng Zexuan's response was as dignified as his appearance. But I don't know, in Han Wushang's eyes, it was a naked provocation. When he opened his mouth, he was stopped by Zhao Bing.

He turned his head and glared at Zhao Bing. The latter looked at him and shook his head slightly, which made Han Wushang shake his sleeves and cast away his sight.

"Although what Zeng Aiqing said is reasonable, it still depends on what Zhuang Aiqing means." Han Jue said and turned to look at Zhuang Weixian. People were also curious about his answer."I'd like to share my worries for the Lord." Respectful and polite response, let cold Jue look at him with a smile.

"Since Zhuang Aiqing has no opinion and Zeng Aiqing strongly recommends that the prefect should not be vacant for a long time, then this matter is settled!" Cold Jue from good such as flow said.

"Lord, Mr. Zhuang is busy with affairs. I'm afraid he can't succeed in time. I'm afraid it will delay the affairs of the prefect, which is not good for the government." Zhao Bing looked at Han Jue and frowned slightly. Although he had expected such a thing for a long time, he did not expect that Han Jue and Zeng Zexuan would be responsible for it, and the candidate was Zhuang Weixian.

Zhao Bing secretly looks at Han xixie, who seems to stay out of the affair. Is he aware of the current affairs, or is he planning something else? Otherwise, how could this be so? Or did he always get the wrong person?

Looking up at Han Jue, Zhao Bing's eyebrows wrinkled more and more tightly, and then he heard the heresy of Han Xi who had never opened his mouth.

"After the end of the year, there is no accident in Lord he's case. Why is Mr. Zhuang busy? Even if it's really busy, isn't there a Chamberlain? Zhou Shilang can be competent as the Secretary of the Ministry of justice. Can't the people under Master Zhuang be competent for the affairs of the Ministry of punishment? If so, isn't he ashamed of the Lord's trust in Mr. Zhuang

Hanxixie's words make people unable to refute, because once refuted, it is to deny Zhuang Weixian's ability to lead people, naturally it also denies the ability of the Lord to see people, which is disrespectful!

All of a sudden, everyone looked around and couldn't say anything. Zhao Bing also held a word in his throat. A flash of unhappiness flashed on his face, which was hard to spit out and swallow. It was just like the cruelty in Han Wushang's eyes.

"Since all of you have no objection, let's settle this matter! After the new year, we are busy with business. Let's make our own arrangements. Don't miss the court Cold Jue, who said this, turned his head and looked at Hanxi evil.

"You should also prepare for the start of the new year. If you need anything, just tell the prime minister." Han Jue looks at Han xixie and then turns to Zhao Bing.

"I will comply with the order." Although Zhao Bing is unwilling, he doesn't nod his head and salute any more. In exchange for Han Wushang's dissatisfied stare, Han xixie just smiles and doesn't speak.

"Come on, dance! Why did it stop? " Han Jue said, looking up to the dance floor, the father-in-law next to him stepped forward and clapped his hands.

The original stagnation of singing and dancing, once again lively to restore the joy, but no one can rest assured to enjoy the whispering, about succession, and the mountain, the undercurrent turbulent.