So should he entrust this son with important responsibilities?
This is a question in Emperor Xianlong's mind.
As the emperor of Zhou Dynasty, he had countless capable ministers. How to put the right people in the right positions to play their greatest role was an issue that Emperor Xianlong had to consider.
Zhao Xun deliberately hid his clumsiness.
But judging from this part of his ability, it is far stronger than ordinary bad people.
In other words, Zhao Xun has the talent to become an excellent bad person.
Furthermore, Zhao Xun was favored by two great gods, the Qintian Supervisor Jianzheng and the Mountain Chief. Emperor Xianlong's important use of Zhao Xun was a show of goodwill to them.
Although he is the most powerful person in the world and the leader of the world, there are still some things that must be compromised.
Especially in the world of practitioners, Emperor Xianlong's influence was really limited.
If he wants to ensure the empire's appeal to practitioners, he must make good friends with Yuan Tiangang and the mountain chief.
So no matter which angle you look at it, he has to reuse Zhao Xun.
"Pass the decree, order the Ministry of Punishment, and Dali Temple to allocate manpower to assist Zhao Xun in handling the case."
Emperor Xianlong thought deeply and issued an order in a deep voice.
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Pingkangfang, Sanjiang Pavilion.
In the attic, the oiran Han Miaoyi drew her eyebrows lazily in front of the bronze mirror.
"The hills are overlapping and the golden light is extinguished, and the clouds on the temples are aspiring to the fragrant snow on the cheeks. I am too lazy to paint my eyebrows, and it is too late to put on makeup and wash up. When I look at the flowers in the front and back mirrors, the flowers reflect each other. The new post is embroidered with ruffles, and there are both golden partridges."
She drew her eyebrows while chanting this poem written by Zhao Xun.
Lyrics written for her.
How long has it been since Zhao Lang came to see her?
The last time Zhao Lang came to Sanjiang Pavilion was before the Qujiang Poetry Club, right?
Thinking of this, Han Miaoyi couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Yes, at that time, although Zhao Lang also had great talents, he did not show his talents after all.
After the Qujiang Poetry Society, Zhao Lang became famous and became a well-known figure in Chang'an City. How could he remember her, a has-been oiran?
It can be seen that after meeting Zhao Xun, a young man from an aristocratic family with both literary talent and good looks, Han Miaoyi has no interest in other people at all.
"On Yuan Ye last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. On the willow branches above the moon, people gathered around after dusk.
On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and the lights are still the same. I don’t see the people from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.”
Just as she was feeling sad, Han Miaoyi suddenly heard someone chanting.
This voice is so clear and delicate, so familiar...
It's Zhao Lang!
Han Miaoyi felt ecstatic in her heart, stood up and turned around in one go.
She walked quickly to the door, and sure enough she saw Zhao Xun outside the door, looking at her with a half-smile.
"Why, after half a month of seeing you, does Miss Han already think that Zhao is a heartless man?"
Zhao Xun actually thought about how to start the show before coming to Sanjiang Pavilion.
He has countless masterpieces that praise love that he can sing, but no matter how many times he tries, they never taste the same.
After thinking about it carefully, Zhao Xun understood that it was because these poems described the love between men and women so beautifully.
But where can there be so much idealized love in life?
Firewood, rice, oil and salt, the pain of separation is enough to smooth away people's illusions about love.
So Zhao Xun decided to retreat in order to make progress, and used self-deprecation to get closer to Han Miaoyi, and also took the opportunity to gain Han Miaoyi's forgiveness.
As expected, when Zhao Xun composed such a poem, Han Miaoyi was stunned.
Missing the person from last year, my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears...
Isn’t this just writing about her?
What does Zhao Lang mean?
"Zhao Xiaolangjun, what are you..."
Seeing that the effect was achieved, Zhao Xun took the opportunity to consolidate and said: "Miss Han, Zhao is blaming himself. To be honest, after the Qujiang Poetry Conference, Zhao was accepted by the mountain leader and became the mountain leader's disciple.
Later, another major case occurred in the court. Zhao was responsible for thoroughly investigating the case, checking files all day long, tracking down clues, and working day and night. Of course, these were not the reasons why Zhao did not come to see Miss Han. Zhao felt guilty.
, so I came here specifically to apologize to Miss Zhao this time."
Zhao Xun really knows how to flirt with girls.
He believed that in this regard, there was no rival in the entire city of Chang'an.
What is the most important thing in dating a girl? It is not about showing off talents unscrupulously, nor is it about being a caring little cotton-padded jacket and being obedient, but being able to show weakness at the right time so that the girl can feel a sense of accomplishment.
Zhao Xun's performance before was too perfect and flawless.
This will make Han Miaoyi feel unreal and make her lose her sense of security.
So this time Zhao Xun used retreat to advance, saying that although he is not perfect, he is a principled man.
He is using his actions to declare to Han Miaoyi: I am a good man, and I am Zhao Mingyun, a good man!
This is a Neptune...oh no, it is the self-cultivation of a warm man.
As expected, Han Miaoyi's cheeks turned red and she lowered her hands slightly after hearing Zhao Xun's sincere words of love.
The oiran's bare hands were twisted together, and her white teeth were biting her red lips tightly.
"Han Xiaolang said something serious."
After a moment of silence, Han Miaoyi said leisurely: "You and I are not the same kind of people. Mr. Zhao Xiaolang is a Wenqu star who came to earth, and the slave family is just a romantic woman. How can I be worthy of Mr. Zhao Xiaolang?"
"Miss Han's words are wrong."
Zhao Xun paused for a moment and said with emotion: "The sage always has no intention, and takes the hearts of the people as his heart. Those who are good are good, and those who are not good are also good, and virtue is good; those who believe in it believe in it, and those who do not believe also believe in it, which is virtue and faith. The saint is in the world.
Xi Yan is the heart of the world. The people all belong to his ears and eyes, and the saints all cough up."
"In the eyes of a saint, all living beings are equal. The same is true in the eyes of Zhao. Miss Han, there is no need to belittle yourself, you are a ray of light in my life."
Zhao Xun's last words directly melted Han Miaoyi.
She was stunned for a long time, and then the corner of her mouth couldn't help but smile.
"Please play the piano for Mr. Zhao Xiaolang."
Zhao Xun nodded slightly.
In fact, he came to Sanjiang Pavilion at this time for two purposes.
First of all, he hadn't seen Han Miaoyi for more than half a month, and he was worried that the koi carp in the pond would be really unhappy.
Secondly, Zhao Xun was really unable to handle the continuous investigations during this period.
Emperor Xianlong was not a son of a man, so he sent officials from the Criminal Department and Dali Temple to the Bad People's Office to follow Zhao Xun to investigate the case.
Nominally these people are Zhao Xun's subordinates, helping Zhao Xun investigate the case, but in fact they are the spies placed by Emperor Xianlong around Zhao Xun.
With the supervision of these people, Emperor Xianlong would know exactly what Zhao Xun did and when he did it.
Even if you want to fish, you can’t!
Even Emperor Xianlong could make a precise timetable when Zhao Xun went to the latrine to use the toilet.
You are a fool, you are a fool!
If he becomes mentally ill due to torture, is this considered a work-related injury?
Zhao Xun felt that he was about to be crushed by the huge pressure, even an iron man couldn't stand it.
He needed to escape, even if it was just for one night.
Li Taiping's place was not suitable. After all, she was the head of Yonghe County and had a distinguished status. Chatting with Zhao Xunchang for one night spread out and her reputation was not good.
After much deliberation, Han Miaoyi is the most suitable place.
Sanjiang Pavilion is really his blessed place!
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Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._
This chapter has been completed!