The servant of the high school prime minister's family is actually so old.
Before Mu Ting could speak, the old servant said again: "The doctor has told us that our master must rest and not see too many people."
The implication is that he just wants to see Mu Ting.
Mu Ting took a step forward: "I am Mu Ting. This Madam Qin is my eldest son's maid. She has always been well-behaved, talkative, and most considerate. She went in with my eldest son."
Qin Xiangxiang also took a step forward and smiled timidly at the old servant.
She was short and thin, with a pale little face that looked harmless.
The old servant rolled his eyes, and then said reluctantly: "Okay. Prince Mu is coming with the old servant."
He was very vigilant. As soon as Qin Xiangxiang entered the door, he immediately closed the door.
Liao Haohai was about to talk to Chen Ze, but when he turned around, he saw that only Chen Ze and Counselor Zhu were left behind. What about the rest?
Facing Liao Haohai's doubts, Chen Ze was exceptionally calm: "They went to have supper."
Who can believe it? Liao Haohai did not expose it, but took a few steps back, leaned against the wall of the carriage, and carefully looked at Gao Cheng's house.
Although the mansion is small, the courtyard wall is not low.
Chen Ze walked up to him unhurriedly: "Is Liao Pingshi familiar with the high school prime minister?"
"I can't say that I'm familiar with it. But I still know a little bit about it. Prime Minister Gao Gao is from Cangzhou, and his ancestors have done great service to the royal family. However, he did not rely on these to get rewards. I heard that although he was an official in the capital, his family did not receive him. Come to the capital. Over the years, Gao Cheng has been living alone in the capital. It is said that he usually likes to be alone, does not like to socialize, and does not like to form cliques. This is why the Holy Emperor appointed him to be the censor of Taichung. Cheng."
Sounds like a really good official.
After bypassing the screen wall, the main room is not far away, with only one room with lights on.
The old slave of the high school prime minister's family is lame. He limped along, looking back at Mu Ting and Qin Xiangxiang unceremoniously.
Several times like this, Mu Ting stopped and asked the old slave: "I don't know how to call you?"
The lame old slave said: "Prince Mu can just call the old slave Feng Bo."
Mu Ting said: "I wonder why Uncle Feng looks at me so much? Is my son not dressed appropriately?"
Feng Bo said, "Our master doesn't like to socialize. It's rare for an official with such a noble status as Mu Shizi to come to the house. This old slave couldn't help but take a few more glances and asked Mu Shizi not to blame him."
He blamed Qin Xiangxiang, but there was no apology on his face. He even glanced at Qin Xiangxiang again, his eyes unconcealed of his contempt for Qin Xiangxiang. Qin Xiangxiang even understood the look in his eyes for a moment. Uncle Feng probably thought that it was shameless for a little lady like her to wander around among a group of men.
The old slave of the high school prime minister's family is really strange.
Qin Xiangxiang smiled timidly at Feng Bo, always maintaining Mu Ting's setting for her: be sweet, talk little, and be considerate.
Uncle Feng curled his lips, and before opening the door, he emphasized to Qin Xiangxiang again: "Ms. Qin, please be careful what you say. Our master doesn't like women interrupting."
Oh, it seems that this high school minister is still biased against women.
The house where High School Prime Minister lives also looks very ordinary.
After entering the door, Uncle Feng motioned to Qin Xiangxiang to wait outside the living room and only asked Mu Ting to go in.
Qin Xiangxiang said: "..." Uncle Feng didn't want her to see Gao Cheng at all.
But Mu Ting didn't say anything. She stood outside the bamboo curtain and looked at the furnishings in the room calmly.
This high school minister looks really cool. The floor in the house is paved with blue bricks. The simple furniture looks old and the wood is not good. A mop placed high against the wall may be broken and tied with an inappropriate wooden board.
It actually looked even shabbier than her foot shop.
But according to the rank and salary of the high school prime minister, he should not be so poor.
By that time Uncle Feng had already led Mu Ting to the high school prime minister's couch.
There was only one oil lamp burning in the room, dimly illuminating the patchwork of the curtain on the high school prime minister's bed.
The high school prime minister was lying half-lying with a look of despair on his face. The quilt was pulled up to his neck, and it was impossible to see where he was injured. On the low table next to his bed, there was a porcelain bowl, perhaps a bowl for medicinal juice. There was a faint smell of bitter medicine in the room.
"Prince Mu's visit to Ji Ye is not just to visit me?" Although Gao Gao Cheng's face was gloomy, his eyes were still burning.
Mu Ting looked at him condescendingly. The high school prime minister's face looked familiar for some reason.
Now that Prime Minister Gao Gao got straight to the point, he said bluntly: "I, under the orders of the Holy One, thoroughly investigated the crimes committed by the Di tribe. When I heard that Prime Minister Gao Gao was assassinated by the Di tribe, I naturally wanted to come and ask Prime Minister Gao Gao about the situation at that time."
Gao Gao Cheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Mu Ting: "Actually, this matter is not considered an assassination."
"Oh? Doesn't it count as an assassination?"
"It can only be regarded as an accidental injury." Gao Chengcheng sighed, "Those who accidentally injured me were not Di tribe members, but a drunken idle man. But for some reason, as word spread, he became a Di tribe member. Assassinate me."
He shook his head: "Now is the time when envoys from other countries are coming to pay tribute. The person who spreads such news has ulterior motives."
Mu Ting looked at him: "Can Gao Cheng tell you in detail what happened last night?"
"Of course you can." Gao Chengchen coughed hard before speaking.
Uncle Feng glared at Mu Ting: "Prince Mu, our master is still ill."
"It's okay, it's okay." Gao Gao Cheng waved his hand, "Uncle Feng, you're rude, why don't you show Prince Mu your seat quickly?"
Uncle Feng reluctantly brought over a tall table and angrily asked Mu Ting to sit down.
A smile appeared on Mu Ting's face: "Thank you, Mr. Lao Feng."
The high school prime minister sent Uncle Feng again: "Uncle Feng, go make tea for Prince Mu."
He turned around and said to Mu Ting: "Prince Mu is ridiculous. Uncle Feng can only make tea but not order tea. He doesn't have the tools to order tea at home. Please forgive me, Prince Mu."
Mu Ting sat down with a golden sword: "It's okay, I don't have to drink tea. It's okay, Prime Minister Gao Gao, let's talk quickly. What happened last night?"
Gao Gao Cheng coughed a few more times before saying, "I came home late last night and passed by Baoxiang Temple. I felt hungry, so I ordered a bowl of noodles from a street noodle stall. This noodle stall is doing pretty well. , there were many street vendors sitting at the stall. There were even some people who bought a few cents of wine from the restaurant and ate at the noodle stall."
"I finished eating the noodles and was about to leave the meeting room, but someone started arguing and arguing, as if a fight was about to start. As the censor Taichung Cheng, I couldn't stand by and watch the people quarrel, so I squeezed in I went into the crowd to decide right and wrong with them. But who would have expected that the people who were quarreling were drunk and confused for a while. When they pulled out their daggers and swung them, they accidentally injured me..."
Gao Gao Cheng took a deep breath: "Commander Si Lu of the Imperial City happened to pass by. He recognized me and shouted. The drunkards were frightened and fled in all directions. But somehow, it turned out that I had been raped. To be harmed by the clan's petty crimes... this is absolutely unavoidable. Our relationship with the Di clan in Dasheng has always been delicate. Prince Mu has been stationed in Yanzhou for a long time, so he should be able to understand it best. Today, Dasheng cannot afford to fight a war."
Mu Ting looked at him deeply, with a smile on his lips: "How can Prime Minister Gao say this? How come Da Sheng can't fight the war?"
Although the corners of the young man's lips were curled into a smile, his expression was very cold.
Gao Gao Cheng also looked at him with a confused look on his face: "Does Prince Mu want to fight? It is said that a tiger father has no sons. It is good for Prince Mu to have this intention. But the people of Dasheng have been living and working in peace and contentment for a hundred years, and they don't want to fight."
The young man's expression suddenly changed again, and became full of laziness: "The high school minister is laughing at me. The principle that I have always adhered to is that I will not offend others unless they offend me. But if someone does offend me, he will be punished no matter how difficult it is. .”
When Mu Ting said this, Feng Bo was holding hot tea. When he passed by Qin Xiangxiang, Qin Xiangxiang suddenly smiled: "Uncle Feng, I am also thirsty, can you give me a bowl of tea? "
(End of chapter)
