Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 92 He Comes
Osmanthus Lane, Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the study in the backyard, there are two people sitting on the ground.

There are two cups of tea in front of them, the soup color is as bright as emerald green.

The fragrance of tea is graceful, not ordinary.

Gao Zhan raised his sleeves and picked up a cup of tea, put it into his nose and sniffed it lightly, then took a sip.

Putting down the tea cup, he sighed contentedly, "Teacher's tea is hard to come by."

Wang Yuzhou chuckled, and glanced at him without any trace, "As long as the position of such a thing is high enough, there will be a bunch of people holding it to honor you."

Gao Zhan squinted his eyes to get rid of the lust in his eyes.

He is now a powerful Minister of the Household Department, in charge of Dongying's finances, but he still has to look forward and backward in everything he does, and he is afraid of his hands and feet.

Being an official for a day is always in the hands of others.

This taste is very uncomfortable.

"Is it all arranged by the Ministry of Rites?" Wang Yuzhou didn't notice that there was anything wrong with him, so he refilled another cup of tea for him.

"Teacher, don't worry, everyone has been arranged." Gao Zhan quickly calmed down.

"A few days ago, that old man Wei Shengyu's military power was cut. It stands to reason that he should have selected someone from the Ministry of War to take the top spot. An Erlang from the Lu family appeared out of nowhere and took advantage of it." Wang Yuzhou crossed his legs and supported him with his hands. Knee sighed again, "The Ministry of War is also a disappointment."

Seemingly disturbed by this matter, he rubbed his forehead, feeling quite a headache.

Gao Zhan quickly expressed his relief, "Teacher, don't worry, the Ministry of War Yan Shangshu has always been used to wanting nothing, and now he doesn't participate in party disputes, he just wants to be wise and protect himself."

Yan Xun, Minister of the Ministry of War, is upright and upright, and he is reckless in his daily affairs.

But since the beginning of the party struggle, they have been on leave for three days and did not go to court, and sometimes they can't even see a person!
Some people say that he is a turtle with a shrinking head, while others say that he is just watching the situation quietly, waiting to put a long line and catch big fish.

Wang Yuzhou stroked his beard, frowned sharply, "No matter what, the most important thing right now is to suppress the Lu family, and don't let him disrupt the situation."

"Minister of Rites Lin Youzhi is a man of vision. The two of us talked in Huanyang Tower that day. He was so loyal and willing to do the right thing."

Wang Yuzhou waved his hands and smiled contemptuously, "I've seen this kind of nonsense a lot, so let's talk to this old man after the matter is settled."

The servant outside opened the curtain and came in, carefully took out a secret yellow letter from his pocket and handed it to Wang Yuzhou.

"You go down first." Wang Yuzhou put away the secret letter and ordered Gao Zhan.

Gao Zhan got up, bowed his hands and left.

When he opened the curtain and left the study, his face sank.

If his current position hadn't been taken away from Lu Jinyan by means back then, he might still be a servant of the household department now.

He would never allow someone from the Lu family to become an official.

That day in the Huanyang Tower, Lin Youzhi told him that there are a few down-and-out scholars in Beijing who specialize in the business of framing and framing. As long as the money is appropriate, there will be a bunch of crooked ways to make a certain candidate cheat in the imperial examination The notoriety of the infamy, this life can no longer be scientifically tested.

It is estimated that in three days, there will be a good show to watch.

Gao Zhan pursed his lips, straightened his back, put his hands behind his back, and left the Right Prime Minister's residence quite proudly.

At the entrance of the Ministry of Rites Tribute Academy, almost all the candidates have already entered.

On the road, there are fewer and fewer people.

"My lord, why don't you go in?" Xu He pouted, and said to the young man in white beside him.

His son has been here for almost half an hour since he saw that slender girl.

Waiting for a while, it is estimated that the gates of the Gongyuan are closed, and the scientific examination will have to wait until next year.

"Xu He, go and help me find out, which family's girl is that?"

The young man in white put on a crane cloak and got out of the carriage, opened the oil-paper umbrella and walked towards the fourth wife of the Lu family.

Xu He shrugged his shoulders, as if a little helpless, you might as well ask yourself.

Looking at the elegant and handsome figure in the distance, he also felt a little distressed, his son was already weak, and he wondered if he would be skinny when he came out in three days.

Lu Ziyu held the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, she was lost in thought of Jing Zhe's words, and she never felt someone brushing past her umbrella.

It's just that in the beautiful eyes, there is a slight glimpse of the moon-white fluttering clothes.

"Jing Zhe, what do you mean those people have blood on their bodies?" Lu Ziyu had some bad guesses in his mind.

"Those people's faces are ferocious, their steps are steady and nimble, and their eyes are full of ruthless bloodthirsty." Jing Zhe took a breath and continued, "I heard from my father that there are people with such symptoms , there is only Deadpool!"

Lu Ziyu's heart throbbed lightly.

Deadpool, this is something she hasn't touched before.

But why did these dead servants pretend to be candidates and enter the Gongyuan?
She squinted and thought, trying to piece together these clues.

Huanyang Building that day.
Slightly startled, suddenly like cloudy rain seeing clear sky.

She got it.

Those dead waiters are probably going to use knives in the palace.

If the guess is correct, these people should come for his elder brother.

The Lu family has touched the interests of too many people.

She has calculated so much that she even forgot that someone with a heart can take the opportunity to lay a poisonous hand in the Gongyuan.

If there is an accident with the elder brother, she dare not think about it.
"Miss, what are our plans now?" Jing Zhe was also a little flustered.

Usually, the tribute courtyard of the Ministry of Rites is not strictly guarded. If you have the courage to venture in, you can try it. Only Chunwei these days, I am afraid that cats and dogs will not be allowed in.

Lu Ziyu raised his eyes, and looked at the high wall and deep courtyard through the hazy rain curtain.

She couldn't see clearly, and stood helplessly.

Even the big raindrops splashed her clothes wet.

"Jing Zhe, you...you go to Jing Zhaoyin to submit a petition, and say that there are thieves in the Gongyuan."

"Miss, Jing Zhaoyin won't believe it with just a few words." Jing Zhe wiped off the rain stains on his face, covered his lady with the umbrella, and said, "Otherwise, let's ask Second Young Master to think about it." Way?"

Lu Ziyu quickly grabbed her hand and shook his head.

Now although the second brother is in charge of the [-] Jinwu Guards in Beijing, it is to protect the safety of the saints, how can he wantonly deploy troops.

If the military power is really used, it is like stealing a fishy cat, causing the suspicion of the sage.

Don't take this risk!
"Then there's really no way out? It's hard to predict the eldest son's life and death inside."

Lu Ziyu clenched his hands tightly, his nails were embedded in the flesh of his palm, and the joints were slightly white.

She's kind of at the end of the road.

The wind supported her jade neck, and the earrings swayed wildly.

She seemed to have thought of something, and hurried towards the carriage, not caring about holding an umbrella.

"Hurry up Jingzhe, let's go to the suburbs of Beijing to find the Ninth Prince."

The clothes were stained with water, and the bun was a little loose. Although she should look a little embarrassed, there was a kind of delicate and messy beauty on Lu Siniang's body.

Jing Zhe didn't respond, so Lu Ziyu had no choice but to turn around and look at her.

Turning around, it seems that an old friend is coming.

In the distance, a jade bone paper umbrella was held in the palm of someone.

A gentle breeze came, blowing his black long gown with straight train, which made his figure slightly clean.

Although the man walked in a hurry, he didn't see any confusion.

No joy or anger could be seen on the cold face, only the thin lips were slightly pursed, as if he was a little anxious.

He came towards her step by step.

Like a black peony swaying in the wind.

It is cold and clear.

Lu Ziyu also saw that person.

After seeing his appearance clearly, she finally couldn't help but let the tears that had accumulated in her beautiful eyes roll down in succession.

The heart that had just been raised, also returned to its original place when it saw him.

The jade bone umbrella landed firmly on top of her head, shielding her from the wind and rain.

Lu Ziyu sniffed the sandalwood fragrance emanating from his body, and felt extremely at ease.

The man bent down, put his handsome cheeks in front of her wet eyes, and smiled softly, "Why are you crying? Isn't Master here now?"

　Your hero may not come to save you by stepping on the nine-color auspicious clouds, or he may be running toward you with an oiled paper umbrella.

　　Si Niang is so fragile at this moment, Master Jiu is her salvation at this moment.

　　For a scene or a plot, I can really pave the way for a lot, so don’t dislike me for being long-winded
　　Tomorrow, the book friend circle should be promoted, so I will update it in advance, and then we will continue to sprinkle sugar tomorrow, come and support me, and light up the cute five stars, okay????
　　
　
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