Seeing Chen Xiaomu's shocked face and being silent for a long time, Su Xingran asked doubtfully: "Husband, why don't you speak?"
Chen Xiaomu calmed down his emotions and said with a smile: "The emperor's words are all golden words, how dare I say no!"
Su Xingran glared at him and said angrily: "In order to protect those Sanqingguan Taoist priests this morning, you spit like stars and spoke plausibly, but I didn't see you calling me a gold-tongued speaker!"
Chen Xiaomu laughed "hehe" twice and still insisted: "Your Majesty, I still feel that I should kill everyone who should be killed, and I can't kill anyone who shouldn't be killed. If you only know how to kill, kill, you will be sent to heaven in the end!"
Su Xingran frowned when he heard this, his almond-shaped eyes widened, he stood up and looked at him and said: "In troubled times, there are heavy rules and strong medicines for serious illness. If we don't kill these rebellious ministers and traitors, I'm afraid there will be an endless stream of imitators in the future!"
Chen Xiaomu, who was lying on the bed, looked at Su Xingran's angry look face to face, and his heart was filled with excitement. He stretched out his hand to pull her into the bed, and put her in his arms. He did not forget to tease her and said: "Your Majesty, you and Wei The most important thing for me now is to create people, not to discuss how to kill people!"
When she woke up the next morning, Su Xingran had quietly gotten up and went to the morning. Chen Xiaomu stretched out his hand and beat his waist, saying to himself: "Grandma, you have such a bad leg! You can't touch this woman who has great skills. She was exposed to rain and clouds several times during the night. Her waist and back ached from all the hard work, and there were stars in her eyes, but she seemed to be fine and got up early to go to court!"
At this time, Furong came in with a basin of hot water and greeted: "Prince-in-law, get up quickly, wash up, and have breakfast. Before the emperor left, he asked me to accompany you to Xinjing Mansion and Bai Zhifu after breakfast. Jia Tong ordered them to handle the handover, and the second princess sent people over to urge them twice, but because they couldn't wait any longer, they went over to hand over on their own!"
Chen Xiaomu yawned and sat on the dragon bed in a daze for a while. After Furong's constant urging, he slowly took the clothes and put them on. Just like this, waiting for him to put on his clothes, Furong I had to come over again to help him tidy up. After he finished washing, breakfast had already been brought back and forth by the palace maid three times.
After eating breakfast carefully, Furong took another green official uniform and put it on him. The dazzling green color stirred up Chen Xiaomu's nerves that Luo Siya had cuckolded before he crossed over, and he snatched it away like a reflex. The official uniform in Furong's hand fell to the ground. Furong was startled by his sudden change of expression and said in confusion: "Prince-in-law, are you angry because the emperor demoted you?"
Chen Xiaomu pointed at the official uniform that he threw to the ground and said with a wry smile: "I don't know whose idea it was to make this official uniform green!"
"What's wrong with the green color?" Fleur said as she bent down to pick up the official uniform from the ground. He wondered: "Prince-in-law, the uniforms of these sixth-grade officials are always green? Could it be that this color offends your taboo?"
Chen Xiaomu paused for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "That's not true, I just saw that the color is too conspicuous!"
Furong pursed her lips and smiled, and said to her heart: "I don't know about the little Jiujiu in your belly. It's just that you were demoted several levels by the princess. You feel uncomfortable and find an excuse to vent your resentment!"
Then Chen Xiaomu asked worriedly: "Sister Furong, the official hat of this sixth-grade official will no longer be green, right?"
Fleur wanted to tease him, so she held in her laughter and nodded to see how he would react.
"What!" Sure enough, Chen Xiaomu was furious at that time and complained loudly: "Whose idea was this? Design a sixth-grade official wearing green official uniforms, and even the official hat is made into a green cuckold!"
"Kekeke" Fu Rong couldn't help laughing and bent over after hearing this.
Chen Xiaomu glared at her and said angrily: "What's so funny?"
Furong smiled and said: "Prince-in-law, who did you hear said that the official hat of a sixth-grade official is green?"
"You...!" Chen Xiaomu immediately realized that he had been tricked by Furong.
As if conjuring a magic trick, Furong took out a black futou official hat from behind, walked up to Chen Xiaomu, raised it and gently put it on his head, stepped back a few steps and made a gesture, then clapped her hands and said: "Prince-in-law" , this is the official hat of a sixth-grade official!"
Chen Xiaomu was so angry that she couldn't laugh or cry. If it weren't for the fact that the maids from the Ping An Palace were coming and going in broad daylight, he might have executed her on the spot out of anger.
After helping Chen Xiaomu put on his official uniform and tidying up his whole body, Furong began to put on the official uniform for herself. Since the emperor entrusted her to send Chen Xiaomu to the Xinjing Mansion to take up his post, of course she had to wear the official uniform to comply with the rules of the court. After all, She went there on behalf of the emperor.
But what made Chen Xiaomu almost stare out of his eyes was that Furong actually took out a set of crimson official uniforms and put it on! He remembered that Furong was only a seventh-rank official in the palace of a princess granted by the imperial court. The official uniforms she wore among the princesses were all cyan. Since Chen Xiaomu had been to the court once, he knew that the crimson-colored official uniforms were only worn by officials of the imperial court who were fifth-rank or above. Just wear it!
Now that Furong is wearing this official uniform, it is obvious that her official position is at least one level higher than hers. This is embarrassing! The maid has become a superior, and the master has become a lowly position. From now on, she will have to let her go first whenever we go together!
Furong saw Chen Xiaomu staring at her official uniform in a daze, so she straightened her face and teased him: "Chen Tongpan, why don't you come over quickly to pay tribute to me!"
When Chen Xiaomu heard that he blushed, he couldn't help but sneer and said: "Sister Furong, who among us is following the other, can we dispense with those vulgar etiquette?"
Hearing this, Furong suppressed her laughter and kept her face more upright. She shook her head gently and said, "No, I am sending you to the Xinjing Mansion to take up the post in accordance with the emperor's instructions. How can you not distinguish between officialdom and private affairs!"
''fart! "Chen Xiaomu couldn't help but slandered in his heart: "No matter how powerful your emperor is, you didn't let me drive several times last night. She will have to give birth to a child for me in the future. You little girl is pretending to be so powerful. Be careful when the time comes, I’ll take you too! "
Seeing Chen Xiaomu's lack of movement, Furong followed closely and said, "What? Chen Tongpan, you don't want to see me?"
Chen Xiaomu laughed dryly, "Hey," and said with cupped hands, "I have met the Imperial Envoy!"
Fu Rong put on a look of contentment and nodded gently: "Well, that's pretty much it! It's getting late, let's go."
Chen Xiaomu walked quickly to Furong, whispered in her ear: "Sister Furong is so arrogant! Aren't you afraid that I will make a list for you in the future?"
Furong rolled her eyes at him, pouted and said, "Young master, I am acting according to your orders!"
While joking, the two walked out of the Peace Palace. There were already two carriages with ordinary decorations waiting there. Furong pointed at the carriages and said to Chen Xiaomu: "The emperor said that from now on, you are a local official and are not allowed to use the carriages in the palace anymore." Vehicle travel!”
Chen Xiaomu said calmly: "I can't ask for it!"
Then one got into the carriage, the coachman flicked the reins, and the two carriages rumbled one after another towards the Xinjingfu Yamen on Zhuque Street outside the palace.
Because the imperial palace is far away from Xinjing Mansion, and almost half of Xinjing City is separated in between, Chen Xiaomu was a little bored in the car, so he couldn't help but close his eyes and start to rest. He was wandering around without knowing how much time had passed, and he was suddenly heard from outside the car. The sound of two people talking came in and woke me up!
"Hey, Lao Wu, have you heard? Our office's judge, Jia Tong, is going to be transferred by the court!"
"What! You can't? Mr. Jia has only been in office for less than twenty days. The court has nothing to do, so why bother sending people back and forth to play?" The man who was obediently called Lao Wu obviously didn't believe it, and suggested that he thought he was very good. Reasonable reasons.
"Shit, Old Wu! Don't you believe it? I heard that Jia Tongpan is currently handling the handover in the government office! Don't you want to take a look?"
As the carriage moved forward, the voices between the two became quieter and quieter. Chen Xiaomu quietly stretched out a finger to pick up the curtains on the car and looked outside the car. At this time, the carriage was walking on a street bustling with pedestrians. There are many shops on both sides of the road, and the various horizontal and vertical signs and wine flags fluttering in the wind are dazzling. It seems that this is a commercial street. Although the weather is cold, there are many pedestrians on the road. They all seem to be chatting with Chen Xiaomu’s carriage. Go in the same direction.
Chen Xiaomu reached out and knocked on the baffle in front of the carriage, calling to the coachman: "Hey! Coachman, do you know the name of this street?"
The coachman from the front replied: "Sir, this street is called Nanmen Street, and it is the most prosperous place in the capital!"
Chen Xiaomu said "Oh" and then asked: "How far is it from Xinjingfu Yamen?"
The coachman said, "Sir, if you still have a mile to go, turn onto Zhuque Street. After you get on Zhuque Street, walk south for more than two miles and you will arrive in front of the Xinjingfu Yamen."
"Yes, I understand." Chen Xiaomu replied lightly and closed his eyes again to rest.
This time the carriage didn't walk for long, and then it slowly stopped. Then there was a lot of people around the carriage. I heard someone shouting here, Mr. Jia, you can't leave. If you leave, we, the people of New Capital City, will be exploited by those corrupt officials again. The pain? There was another old voice over there that seemed to be shouting to the sky, God! You are so unfair to us people in the new capital. We have been waiting for many years to have Jia Qingtian, and now he is being transferred by the court less than 20 days after taking office! "
As if inspired by the old man, a young-sounding voice reminded loudly: "It's useless for me to wait here and shout at the top of my lungs. The court still wants to transfer Mr. Jia. Why don't we all kneel down at the gate of the palace and ask the emperor to take back his life?" Wouldn’t it be better to keep Master Jia?”
"Yes, that's a good idea!" Apparently the young man's reminder aroused responses from everyone present.
Chen Xiaomu thought about it in the car and couldn't help but sigh to himself, "I didn't expect that Jia Gui was such a great and honest official for a long time! In just twenty days, he won the hearts of the people of the new capital so deeply!"
At this time, the coachman in front turned around and asked for instructions: "Sir, please wait a moment. The road leading to the Xinjing government office is blocked by ordinary people. I will go to the government office right away and dispatch the government officials to clear the way for you." "
When Chen Xiaomu heard this, he immediately waved his hand to stop him and said, "Don't stir up trouble. It's better for me to get off the car and walk over by myself." After that, he took off his official uniform, took off the futou hat on his head, pushed open the carriage door, and jumped into the car. Get off the carriage.
After getting off the car, Chen Xiaomu realized that his location was still a long way from the entrance of the government office. Now there were people everywhere in front of him, either in small groups or in groups discussing, and there were also people with pointed heads. If you like people who like the excitement, go to crowded places. Many people are carrying eggs, clay pots, and some live animals such as chickens, ducks, and poultry in their hands.
Chen Xiaomu walked to the carriage that Furong was riding in front, pushed the door open a crack, and said to the inside: "Sister Furong, there are too many people in front of me. I will walk to the government office to hand over the hand. When the crowd disperses, you can come back to the government office." Come here. How about it?"
Fleur thought for a moment in the car and said, "Then I'll get out of the car and walk there with you."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xiaomu quickly refused: "No, you are a woman, you are crowded in a crowd, and you can easily be taken advantage of by some lustful people!"
Furong thought about it and realized that what Chen Xiaomu said was not unreasonable, so she could only nod her head and said: "Then go ahead and be careful on the road!"
Chen Xiaomu agreed, and as soon as he turned around, he saw more than a dozen young scholars who looked like scholars walking towards him. One of them, who looked like a leading scholar, clasped his fists at him and said, "Brother, it seems that you are also a scholar. Why don't you go with me?" Let's go to the palace together to advise the emperor to keep Mr. Jia."
Chen Xiaomu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You are right to want to keep Mr. Jia, but in fact Mr. Jia is going to be promoted to the post of Shaoqing of Dali Temple in the imperial court this time. By doing this, wouldn't you delay Mr. Jia's future? Yet?"
