After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

The night is getting darker.

The wind has stopped, but the snow is heavier.

After eating a few bites of dog meat, Li Chenan took Xiao Baozi and four others, and escorted Shen Jiye and Qian Yue out of the slum.

Peng Dachui and his wife stared blankly at the figures of Li Chenan and his entourage who had long disappeared in the dark night outside the door.

"Ms. sir, is this true?"

Peng Dachui pondered for three breaths and nodded: "It should be true!"

"...Just because this dog left more than half of the pot?"

"no!"

"Why is that? He has no proof! What if you really tell the neighbors about this news and really register the prime-age people in every household but no one from the Ministry of Industry comes..."

"What I'm worried about is that I ignited the hopes of everyone here, only to have them suddenly extinguished!"

"I'm afraid they won't let us go!"

Peng Dachui took a deep breath, "He is not related to us, so why would he bring a dog and this pot of Huapingchun that I never dared to hope for?"

"Why would he go to such trouble to stew a dog?"

"Those girls around him...except for the one who sent the charcoal, who do you think the other four are to him?"

Yang Huai thought for a moment:

"It seems that she has an extremely close relationship with him. Since she is with his wife, she must be his wife and concubine."

Peng Dachui nodded:
"Yes, his five wives and concubines are all as beautiful as gods, and the two martial arts they used are extremely high!"

"He is the number one spy of the Imperial City Department, and he can still talk to the emperor... Do you think he would come here to deceive us?"

Yang Huai's eyes lit up again.

She seemed to have forgotten the biting cold wind blowing outside the door, and there was a look of expectation on her face:

"So...we have hope?"

"I'm not sure yet. After all, the emperor still wants to see the fish scale armor I made."

"Ms. sir,"

"Um,"

"Since the emperor wants to see it, then you should spend more effort to create a top-quality fish scale armor for the emperor!"

Yang Huai looked at Peng Dachui and said:
"The Emperor is a man of letters, the most talented man in the world. He can hold a pen well, but I'm afraid he can't hold a sword. The fish scale armor is heavy armor, and I don't think he can wear it... This fish scale armor, you have to get a lighter one." Thin to build.”

Peng Dachui was stunned: "But I have never seen the emperor, so I don't know how tall, short, fat or thin he is!"

Yang Huai thought for a while: "In this case, if you follow this Master Lin Lin, you will definitely not be able to meet the emperor. When the time comes, it will probably be this Master Lin who will hand it over to the emperor on his behalf."

"If the emperor can't wear it, he will probably be given to this Lord Lin. He is your nobleman!"

"He will remember you only when he wears the armor you made!"

"If you really enter the Ministry of Industry, you may need his help in the future. This can be regarded as a romantic relationship!"

"What the good wife said makes sense... Let's eat the dog meat first to keep it warm, and wait until the child goes to sleep at night..."

Yang Huai's face turned red: "When the child goes to sleep, go and fix the door!"

Peng Dachui smiled naively:
"It's time to repair the door!"

“I haven’t repaired the door in a long time!”

……

……

Duke Cheng's Mansion.

Cheng Zhe was warming a pot of wine over the charcoal fire and looked at Qi Zhixue, who was sitting opposite and looking unhappy.

"I also know that Xiang Qingyun must have been wronged!"

"The fact that you came to the palace to plead with Qingyun is not considered a rejection, because even I, the commander-in-chief, don't know where he went!"

After taking two wine glasses, Cheng Zhe poured two glasses of wine, handed one to Qi Zhixue, and said:

"Don't you know him yet?"

"Although he has become the emperor, actually... in my opinion, he is still the inconspicuous master of the past!"

"He doesn't live in the palace at all. He must be in Meiyuan. If you want to find him, you should go to Meiyuan!"

Qi Zhixue drank the wine glass in one gulp, then sighed and let out a strong smell of wine.

"Hey..." "I went to the imperial study and couldn't find him, so I went to the cabinet to ask what Chief Wen meant."

"Wen Shoufu twisted his beard and smiled, then went about his business without saying a word."

"It's Mr. Nian who said something to me."

Cheng Zhe looked at Qi Zhixue and asked curiously, "What did Mr. Nian say?"

"He said...the emperor is not in a hurry for eunuchs!"

Cheng Zhe laughed.

"That's all right. After all, Xiang Qingyun is a member of the cabinet, or a person personally recruited into the cabinet by Chief Wen. They have their own reasons for not asking."

"Besides, Xiang Qingyun and your Duke of Qi are not related to each other, so why are you so concerned?"

Qi Zhixue glared at Cheng Zhe: "It's hard to find a confidant!"

Cheng Zhe waved his hand: "Let me tell you this, Xiang Qingyun will be fine, and he may even prosper, but it's your own business... The officials are still not letting go?"

Qi Zhixue reached out and picked up the jug and poured herself a glass of wine, "The official department means to wait for the emperor to speak."

"I want to go to the county magistrate of either Beimo Road or Lingdong Road. Although these two roads are a bit bitter and cold, they can also get more exercise, right?"

"But grandpa's idea is for me to go to Jiangnan Province... No matter where I go, as long as I can go out, it is better than staying in Kyoto and doing nothing."

Qi Zhixue drank another glass of wine, raised her eyes, and asked, "What about you? Do you plan to guard the palace wall in this life?"

Cheng Zhe grinned, stood up, and came to the window with his hands behind his back.

When he opened the window, the wind and snow blew in his face, making his long hair dance wildly.

He stood up straight.

"I also have a chance to leave Kyoto."

He stretched out a hand and caught several snowflakes.

"I want to take care of the king's affairs and win fame in my lifetime and after my death!"

Qi Zhixue was startled: "...He agreed?"

"Not yet, but I think there will be news in the next few days!"

"Grandpa Cheng went to tell him?"

Cheng Zhe turned around and saw the old god: "No!"

"I have run an errand for him. If I propose it to him in a few days, he won't refuse."

Qi Zhixue's eyes suddenly widened:

"What errand?"

Cheng Zhe smiled mysteriously: "Don't ask, anyway, our emperor..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

Cheng Zhe opened the door, and there was an old housekeeper standing outside the door. Behind the old housekeeper were six people!
The old housekeeper bowed and said casually:
"Master, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial City Department has important matters to discuss with you."

Cheng Zhe was startled. Zheng Wang had already walked over with a smile on his face:
"General Cheng, on the order of the regent, I sent two people to you,"

Zheng Wang waved, and three spies from the Imperial City Division 1 came forward with Qian Yue and Shen Jiye in tow.

"It's these two."

Under the light in the wind and snow, Qianyue is picturesque.

Cheng Zhe took a look: "Master Zheng, what is the emperor's oral instruction?"

"The Emperor said... Cheng Zhe is the one who knows my heart. I will leave it to him. Don't worry!"

Cheng Zhe understood.

Also happy.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"Then leave these two people to me. If Mr. Zheng needs to report back to the emperor, please tell the emperor... I understand!"

Zheng Wang was confused. He didn't ask. This was the rule.

He left Duke Cheng's mansion with his men. Qi Zhixue looked at Qian Yue and Shen Jiye, "What do you know?"

Cheng Zhe clapped his hands, and four guards with swords came out of the wind and snow.

He turned and looked at Qi Zhixue:
"New wine is put in old pots, and new people live in old buildings..."

"The emperor still knows the wind and moon!" (End of this chapter)