On the day of the Prime Minister's birthday, the Prime Minister's Mansion was crowded with carriages parked one after another, and the servants were overwhelmed. In addition to helping the guests take over the carriages, they also shouted loudly after receiving the invitations so that others could hear. This seemed right. This adult respected him, so they had to be in high spirits all the time.
At this time, three incompatible adults came on horseback. Unlike other high-ranking officials, these two were talking and laughing, without any courtesy from the most respected ministers. Only the old man who was pushed aside just echoed the words and spoke clearly. They were together, just because the other two adults felt that it was okay for him to act pretentious in the military camp all day long. Today, he came to the Prime Minister's Mansion to have a drink and he had to imitate those gentlemen who stick to the rules. Such a combination is a combination of people who have been in the officialdom for several years. We all know that, but after the others greeted them, except for the eldest one, who returned the greeting with fists, the other two waved their hands indifferently. The three of them are highly respected in the military, but in the court, except for the oldest one, they are also the most stable. Both of them are not well received by their colleagues, and even from time to time, civilian officials write letters to complain, but His Majesty has no choice but to stand up and act as a peacemaker. Although the two reputations are not very good, their ability to lead troops to fight is still obvious to all. , they still have to defend this frontier land, and the people of Chen State still need their protection. It’s okay for the officials to make a fuss, but Chen Liuren is the king of a country, there must always be a steelyard, and neither side can be partial, and He always laughed at himself in private: Although I, Chen Liuren, am not a talented and capable king, I will never be a foolish king.
The servants guarding the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion took the invitations from the three of them and shouted loudly: "The Commander-in-Chief Zou Wu, the Grand Admiral Wei Liyang, and the Grand General Hou An are here!"
Whether they are the servants of the prime minister's house or the servants of other adults, they have long been angry with the first two adults. Just because General Hou An added a big character before his title, the other two adults were very dissatisfied. Once There was a servant who didn't pay attention to this detail and was timid. He was scolded by two adults and fainted on the spot. Although he didn't do anything, it left an indelible shadow in his heart.
Just as the three generals were about to cross the gate, they looked back and saw a third-rank official stepping out of a carriage. This person was Lu Hongyan, the Minister of Civil Affairs. Hou An said unexpectedly: "Didn't I hear about him before?" Did you have a fight with Xiao Qinhe? Does he dare to come to this banquet? "
Zou Wu stroked his hairy beard and smiled: "To be honest, among the civil servants, I admire Xiao Qinhe the most. Although I don't like his formal way of speaking like the others, among the civil servants, only Xiao Qinhe has a bit of character with him, and others don’t even dare to look me in the eye when they talk.”
Wei Liyang joked: "Your outfit is similar to that of a yellow-haired lion. Anyone who sees it will be frightened. It is very useful on the battlefield. It will scare people without a fight."
Zou Wu raised his fist and then dropped it, angrily saying: "Hmph, I'm going to give the prime minister a face today and not fight you."
While the three of them were staying, Lu Shangshu had already entrusted him with a good task, and he bowed his hands to the three adults in front of the mansion. Compared with the casualness they gave to other people, their return gifts to Lu Shangshu seemed serious.
Lu Shangshu walked up the steps, stopped and said, "Please, three adults."
After these people entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, a group of people from the academy walked over slowly. There were only three people who came, Zhang Ling who had evil intentions, Ren Pingsheng who was high-spirited after the poetry party on the boat, and who just wanted to drink. Along the way, Song Linjie met familiar faces one after another. Officials and disciples from aristocratic families all greeted Ren Pingsheng, hoping to make friends with this talented man. Ren Pingsheng was not a cold and arrogant person. Although he has a lot of writing skills, he still dares not to be arrogant and accepts all the officials and disciples one by one. At the same time, Song Linjie's reputation is also spread in the capital, especially the general family. Before entering the academy, he has been constantly challenging each family's third rank or above. Later, when the Sword Saint Du Haifanxin came to visit, he was seen fighting with the Sword Saint. Although he was defeated, it was an honor. Even the fact that he fought equally with the commander of the Royal Forest Army in the palace was known to everyone. Both the head of the general family and the disciples of the family were all impressed. The disciples of the family were all envious of his martial arts. If he had such skills, he would have gone to the battlefield to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds. On the contrary, the leader, Zhang Ling, was unknown, and that's what Zhang Ling wanted. If he wanted to be too conspicuous, it would be difficult to deal with being pestered to talk to him later in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Song Linjie walked swaggeringly, waving the Sky Forging Sword from time to time. People around him hid far away, and some kept yelling: "You must be sick if you are dancing on the street with a broken knife."
Zhang Ling couldn't stand it anymore and slapped him on the back of the head: "Can you please calm down? Twenty-four hours a day, apart from eating and sleeping, you have been practicing swordsmanship. I really admire you, and so should a martial artist." Is there a limit?”
Song Linjie seems to have listened to the advice now and has restrained his temper, but he seems to be talking less. It seems that he will have to keep silent when he should restrain himself, so as to suppress his restlessness. This is what Zhang Ling must do after he practices domineering sword skills.
When they arrived at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhang Ling and Ren Pingsheng handed the invitation to the gatekeeper at the same time and read loudly: "Zhang Ling and Song Linjie, disciples of Chengdao Academy, and Ren Pingsheng, the right deputy censor of the Procuratorate, have arrived."
This shout was really eye-catching. The other disciples all came with their elders, but these three people were in their own sect. The adults from all the families praised the young and promising people when they saw it. Just when someone wanted to invite them in to make a polite declaration, from Looking inside the Prime Minister's Mansion, a majestic figure came into view. Everyone saluted in unison: "I have seen the Prime Minister."
After the salute, the prime minister walked straight towards the three young people and greeted them with a smile: "Ren Pingsheng, you boy, you have a very good tone. That sentence of "pregnant with a yellow pei and purple is ten ranks", this "pregnant with a yellow pei and purple" is not for everyone. If you can wear it, you are coveting the position of the real person!"
Ren Pingsheng calmly replied: "There are two types of scholars. One is living in seclusion in the mountains and the other is just wanting to be prime minister. As the military said, a scholar who doesn't want to be prime minister is not a scholar."
The prime minister smiled: "Okay, we'll see what happens."
The Prime Minister turned to look at Song Linjie: "Dean Song's grandson is indeed a man of one temper. If he can go to the military camp patiently, he might be able to accomplish something. You should think more about it. When you have thought about it, you can do it at any time." You can come to me now, even if you reject those three old guys, they still have to sell your true face."
Song Linjie shook his head: "If you join the army, you will be against your will, and your martial arts will stop moving forward, let alone achieve anything. The prime minister has good intentions, and I understand this."
The Prime Minister didn't feel sorry for him, he just nodded, and finally his eyes fell on Zhang Ling, and he frowned: "Have we met somewhere?"
