Two days later, a big news suddenly came out in the court - Zhu Mo, the commander of the Northern Army Mansion, was demoted to guard the gates of Luoyang City due to poor performance, while Mao Hongbin, who had resigned from his post, was assigned to the Northern Army Mansion. , he was promoted two levels from the previous governor, and now he has the title of middle minister, taking charge of all matters of the Northern Army Mansion.
As soon as the news came out, there was an uproar.
Even if Zhu Mo didn't solve the case within the stipulated time, this was tantamount to finishing the case and becoming the lowest level military commander. And Mao Hongbin himself resigned from office, and now he was promoted to this position. Isn't it because of the new changes in the court style?
Although no one dared to talk much about it, they understood it in their hearts.
Mao Hongbin sat in the lobby of the Beijun Mansion, playing with the big seal and looking at the guards, attendants, clerks, grooms, cooks and handymen of the Beijun Mansion kneeling below.
Zhu Mo was demoted, but they remained in their positions.
But what will happen next is hard to say.
The new official takes office with three fires, who knows whether it will burn him?
When Sima Lun walked in, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, and then asked: "What is Mr. Mao going to do?"
"Your Majesty." Mao Hongbin quickly stood up and saluted, "The official is just thinking that the responsibilities of the Northern Army Mansion are important, and the official may be embarrassed by the heavy responsibility."
"So what? I said you can do it, so you can." Sima Lun laughed, "Didn't your governor do a good job? That place in Qingzhou also wronged you."
"Don't dare." Mao Hongbin immediately lowered his head.
"Actually, there was really no need for you to resign. It was my negligence." Sima Lun was amiable and behaved like an elder brother, "You are only a few years younger than me, so don't be cautious. You Look, your cousin Lu Pingyuan and I often chat around the fire, we are both members of our own family."
Mao Hongbin's expression twitched slightly, because his cousin had always been flattering, and most of the gorgeous words he wrote were odes to imperial power, which was really refreshing.
"I haven't seen my cousin for a long time..." He wanted to clear up the relationship.
"Hey, I'll see you tonight. I'm the king's host, so go to your Mingyue Tower." Sima Lun didn't let him continue, but just patted Mao Hongbin on the shoulder vigorously, "Beijing Army Mansion has a relationship with the Imperial City. Don’t have too many thoughts about your safety. Since I strongly recommend you to sit in this position, I am also optimistic about your ability. I believe you will be able to do a good job!"
"...Thank you, Your Majesty, for your appreciation." Mao Hongbin kept his head lowered, becoming more and more reserved.
"Of course, you must also understand that the Beijun Mansion protects the safety of Luoyang City and cannot tolerate any sloppiness." Sima Lun put away his smile and became serious, "The case of Feng Luan being burned has not yet been solved, and now there are more Two murder cases were committed. As I told you yesterday, solve the case as soon as possible. Otherwise, don’t think you can sit firmly in this position."
What is this? Mao Hongbin's abdomen was swollen, but he continued to lower his head and replied: "Yes, yes, yes."
"I'll give you another seven days to solve the case as soon as possible." Sima Lun patted Mao Hongbin again with his big hand.
The force used was a bit strong, and Mao Hongbin bowed down in pain.
"By the way, the inn in Mingyue Tower can continue to operate tomorrow. I don't think your Mao family will mix with that bitch Jian Nanfeng. Your brother's son has probably never been with that bitch, right?" Sima Lun's smile returned to his face, "Okay, you go ahead and do your work first. In the evening, I will call Lu Pingyuan, Sun Xiu, and Yang Xuan to come to Mingyue Tower for dinner."
"Okay, okay." Mao Hongbin's attitude was humble, completely lacking the boldness and pleasure he had on that day when the winter wine brewed in Mingyue Tower.
There is a rumor in the market that Jia Nanfeng, the post-abolition queen, likes young men and often finds some young men for fun. And a nephew of the Mao family seems to be on a certain list.
Already hearing the implication of Sima Lun's words, Mao Hongbin lowered his head.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the room, except that the stove was burning brightly.
After Sima Lun left, he asked Qin Chaoge, the military guard, to accompany him as he walked up and down the Beijun Mansion and did some routine tasks.
But Yang Xianrong's side is another story.
Because her mother came into the palace to see her with Yang Xianlian in her arms, Tianyuan Palace became much livelier.
Mother Sun brought a lot of food that Yang Xianrong liked, and made preparations to buy her some new clothes. She quietly wiped her tears while measuring the sizes.
My younger sister, Yang Xianlian, slept on the warm couch in the inner hall with her face flushed, while she and her mother talked in low voices.
Lanxiang and Cuixi came in and out to help prepare some tea and heaters, and also paid attention to whether anyone was eavesdropping.
"There is a lot of trouble in the palace, and my son must not leave the palace at will." Mrs. Sun was extremely worried. She took Yang Xianrong's hand and rubbed it carefully.
"Mom, I don't want to go out, but there is a new murder in this murder case, which is indeed very difficult..." Yang Xianrong explained.
"This is not Taishan County. Grandma lets you play in all kinds of ways, but this is the Imperial City and you are the queen now."
"So what? Am I going to be trapped in the palace for the rest of my life?" Yang Xianrong suddenly raised his voice a little louder, "Mom, I only agreed to marry because my grandfather and Sima Ying brought five hundred soldiers to the ancestral home... ...In that case, I have to agree even if I don't agree. Besides, if Lian'er gets treatment from Master Xu, there may be a turn for the better..."
"Rong'er, there is no need to talk about these things anymore. What you have to do now is to be your queen and be obedient."
"Mother! Mother!" Yang Xianrong held Sun's hand behind her back, "Didn't we secretly agree before that if Lian'er's illness is cured, I will leave the palace and stop being the queen... "
"Shh!" Mrs. Sun immediately covered Yang Xianrong's mouth, "Keep it down!"
"Well……"
"These words will stay in my heart from now on and never be spoken out again!" Ms. Sun was extremely strict. "No one can predict what will happen in the future."
"Well……"
"Before I came in, I got the news that Zhu Mo had been demoted, and Mao Hongbin had become the deputy minister of the Beijun Mansion. Do you know what happened in this?"
"Huh?" Yang Xianrong took Sun's hand, "What happened?"
"Your father said that this is Sima Lun trying to establish authority for you." Sun said very seriously, "The two people Sima Lun values most at the moment are your maternal cousin Liu Xiu as a civil servant, and Dong Yuanhe, Li Fei's father, as a military general. Now it's very important. Obviously, when he demoted Zhu Mo, he lost Dong Yuanhe's face. Concubine Li is becoming more and more high-profile in the palace. On the night you and the emperor got married, she actually held on to the emperor... This is because she doesn't understand the rules, and she must be taught a lesson. of."
Listening to his mother's narration of his father Yang Xuanzhi's words, Yang Xianrong immediately understood.
Sima Lun also tacitly agreed to go to the Beijun Mansion to investigate the case.
After all, I relied on this person to take my position as queen.
So, what’s next?
"Sima Lun knows that you and Mao Hongbin are old acquaintances, and Mao Hongbin also has a very good relationship with his grandmother. Therefore, even if he doesn't like to be an official, he must be sent to the Beijun Mansion, just to find someone who can do it for you. You can talk to people who can move around." Mrs. Sun touched Yang Xianrong's little face and said, "Rong'er, the situation in the court is changing rapidly, which is not a good thing. But now, the situation is in your favor. , I finally feel a little more at ease for my mother.”
"Then let me go and solve these two murder cases. That should be okay, right?" Yang Xianrong seemed to have caught something, but it was just a fleeting thought.
"Can it be broken?" Sun was a little doubtful.
"Of course, mother, I am your smartest Rong'er." Lying in Mrs. Liu's arms, she was still just a child.
