Jiaohua

The sun gradually moved westward, and in the evening, the wind suddenly became stronger, thousands of clouds were blown into the sky, and the chill between the sky and the earth suddenly increased, and suddenly fell from midsummer to late autumn.

Shuang Yanque was afraid that Xia Zhao's clothes would be cold, so he immediately sent someone to send him some thick outer clothes.

However, the atmosphere inside the house was too warm, and he couldn't feel the severe cold outside for a while. Xia Zhao didn't wear any clothes, so Zhan Ning asked Zhan Ning to take them for a while.

Since the long table meeting hosted by Yang Guanxian and Mu Tingyu in the Palace of Political Science and Literature that day, now every two days, each official has to submit an article.

Every afternoon during the application period, Xia Zhaoyi would select a few articles, and volunteer officials would read them out in public.

I just read the third article today, and the scene was blown up, because this article talks about the martial arts of the whole people, and the new recruiting policy, regardless of high or low, men who are under twelve and up to forty are required to serve in the military , whether they are officials or not.

As soon as this article is finished, the officials present will look at me and look at you.

Many officials are old and have already passed the age of 40, but they still have children under them.

To Xia Zhaoyi's surprise, while this article was opposed by many people, it was also approved by many people.

But soon she understood why.

Like Bao Chengle, Minister of Rites, he is 41 this year and has only two daughters.

Lu Zishi, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, his sons are not up to the mark, and Lu Zishi is eager to throw them into the barracks to suffer.

Zhuge Shan was also supportive. There were many heirs of the Zhuge family, and if all of them were sent to the barracks, most of the Zhuge family's men in Hejing would go away at once.

However, Xia Zhaoyi could also guess his intentions, the world is changing rapidly, Zhuge Shan may want his sons to go to the barracks to expand their contacts and practice their wealth.

Noisy and noisy, the whole afternoon passed in a flash.

Xia Zhaoyi did not participate, nor did she make a final decision. All the affairs in the past few days were decided by the nine officials of the Political Affairs Hall. After they gathered and came up with their own ideas, she would discuss with them to see how to improve it. .

Of the nine officials, Yu Shiling, Yin Zeming, and Wei Yaojun occupied three, and Xia Zhaoyi gave one of the remaining six positions to Hang Yusheng.

As the only servant among the nine officials, Hang Yusheng has the lowest rank, but he is the one who speaks the hardest and always offends others.

Everyone was talking behind their backs, saying that the Ministry of Industry was suppressed too hard by the former emperor, and now that it has given some sweetness, it immediately rebounded and started shaking, which is called a villain's success.

Cursing, the meeting was over, Xia Zhaoyi didn't treat everyone like before before leaving today, she took the clothes from Zhan Ning's hand, and came out from the side door of the Political Affairs Hall.

There were also quite a few officials who took a shortcut and passed by here. Seeing her was like seeing a ghost. A few of them turned pale with fright, and hurried over to say hello.

Xia Zhaoyi nodded and smiled at them.

Looking at their backs, Zhan Ning muttered, "Second Miss is more beautiful than Hua Jiao, they don't know how to please their eyes."

Xia Zhaoyi smiled suddenly, and said, "If Zhao Ning is here, I seem to have guessed what she would say."

"Zhao Ning? Oh! Mrs. Zhao from Hengxiang!"

Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said: "Yes, if Zhao Ning heard what you said, she would say," Xia Zhaoyi's face turned cold for a moment, and the pronunciation of the words was cold, "Being a pleasing woman, how can you be an awe-inspiring woman?" good woman."

Zhan Ning was taken aback by her face-changing faster than turning the pages of a book, and said slowly, "Second Miss...you are the best!"

Xia Zhaoyi smiled again: "Let's go."

The reason why I left early today is because I have to go back and pack my things.

Calculating the time, Yang Guanxian should be able to move around. Although it is a bit unkind to pull him back to preside over the situation before he is seriously injured, but fortunately this job is easy, just sit there and listen to people quarreling.

In contrast, Lingzhou needs her more now.

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Jinxing Restaurant has been closed for a long time, and there is no diner in the huge lobby. Under the newly lit lanterns under the eaves in front of the door, Old Sovereign Gu is sitting on a bamboo stool playing with the cattail fan in his hand, and Mu Tingyu is sitting beside him.

The wind outside was very strong, and it could be called flying sand and rocks. The two had been chatting for a long time. When Xia Zhaoyi came from the backyard, he heard Mu Tingyu's voice flatteringly saying: "Then, old man, how can I worship you?" How about joining your Wang Xingzong? Do you accept lay disciples?"

Old Sovereign Gu smiled: "It's accepted!"

"Then look at me..."

"We take the tall ones."

Mu Tingyu paused: "This..."

"Oh, after all, you are a lay disciple. If you want to bear the name of our sect, but you don't want to go up the mountain to live a life of poverty, then the conditions have to be stricter. At the very least, you must be tall and handsome. You have both talents and learning, right. If you enter the mountain gate, we will accept you no matter how ugly or poor you are, and you can't read big characters. If you don't enter, then you have to pass our tests."

Mu Tingyu raised his cheeks depressedly: "I'm the only one who can pass the test."

After he finished speaking, he paused, then turned his head with feeling, and old Sect Master Gu also turned his head. The girl was elegant and graceful, standing in the lobby, raising her hand to wave at them: "I'll go upstairs to find Master."

Old Sect Master Gu watched her go up and praised: "Look, Ah Li is really outstanding."

Mu Tingyu's scalp tingled again when he thought of the word "Zhu Xian" that he saw on the file today.

He regretted it more than once. Back then, why did he follow Lu Mingfeng to Yong'an?
The mansion of the General Zhen Guo who imprisoned Zhu Xian, that General Qian Xutian of the Zhen Guo, just died a few days ago and was captured alive.

His son Qian Yuandeng died last year, and he was the first one to die.

Lu Mingfeng didn't mention it, the girl worked every step of the way, and carefully designed traps step by step, so that Lu Mingfeng was ordered to be killed by the emperor who he most loyally supported, and died tragically under the eyes of tens of thousands of eyes.

Only him, Mu Tingyu, is still living on mediocrity...

Moreover, she had voluntarily mentioned this matter in Qingque Pavilion before!

"Before helping the common people, the prince spread his wealth and couldn't sleep at night. Now that something happened to Lu Mingfeng, is the prince afraid that you, who were also present when Lord Zhu Xian died, will follow in the footsteps of Qian Yuandeng and Lu Mingfeng?"

Mu Tingyu sighed, he found that no matter whether she wanted to dig up this old account or not, he couldn't escape this thorn in his heart.

Also, she also said: "Before Master Zhu Xian died, he said two words, common people."

"People." Mu Tingyu said in a low voice.

"Huh?" Old Sovereign Gu looked sideways at him.

"Senior, the most worthless person in this world is a hero." Mu Tingyu sighed.

Old Sect Master Gu was curious: "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"Those things before, if I don't say much, I still have such a little bit of merit," Mu Tingyu raised his finger, "But it's not enough at all. Hey, senior, tell me, how can I do good things for the people?"

Old Sect Master Gu smiled and said: "It's not easy, just be a good official!"

"A good official should not be exhausted..."

"Then you can earn money well, and if you have nothing to do, go to the street to distribute money and give relief to the poor."

Mu Tingyu sighed a long time: "Forget it, I'm even more tired and heartbroken. I'd better think about it, how can I be a dog's leg!"

Old Sect Master Gu thought he heard it wrong: "What?"

"Wealth and wealth are in danger? No," Mu Tingyu raised his hand and patted his face, "You can only be rich if you don't want it!"