"Ranxi, Ranxi, what should I do? When this new official takes office, it's not like he is retiring and returning to his hometown. He has to go home to worship for whatever reason! Isn't it enough to just put up a requiem array in your own home? Our sect

I don’t want to go home, I definitely don’t want to go home. Instead of going home, it would be better to go back to Hongmen. But Hongmen? Alas, I can’t let the emperor know, oh, it will make me worried to death.”

The newly appointed Prime Minister Wen's Mansion and the Prime Minister Wu's Mansion are located on the most prosperous street in Gui'an, the imperial capital of the Xuanzhao Kingdom. They are elegant villas with two neighboring households.

In the courtyard, there are pavilions, pools and terraces, small bridges and waterside pavilions, rock gardens, vegetable garden enclosures, and a grand landscape that has been extremely luxurious for several years. It is beautiful, solemn, upright and majestic. It is the carved corridors, walkways, and scenery that a wealthy person's home should have.

Decorative cloth tables, gold and silver lacquerware, no matter there are many types, or embroidered patterns and seal carvings, everything is complete and has everything you need.

It gives people an excellent visual enjoyment experience, which is both graceful and luxurious, and solemn, without losing the luxurious style of gold and silver that can be seen in aristocratic mansions.

Sitting in the waterscape garden where lotus flowers are blooming in August, a handsome young man wearing light pink clothes exudes an air of nobility. His elbows are supported on the small railings of the waterscape garden pavilion, as if

It was as if all my strength had been evaporated under the rays of the sun, and my whole body seemed to be hanging on him, limp and tight.[

The handsome young man's clear and beautiful eyes abnormally exuded a dim halo of confusion. Looking at the bright yellow imperial edict spread out in his hand, he kept looking at An Ran, who was sitting on the seat next to him.

Wearing a clean, pale white gown, the handsome young man had the same extraordinary handsomeness, with a hint of youthful heroism casually revealed between his brows. He kept mumbling about his inner dissatisfaction and complaints.

"Sorrow? What's there to be worried about? You have to live your life regardless of worry, and the problems that need to be solved still need to be solved. No matter how much you sigh, you still can't find a way to solve the problem. Really, does the emperor want to be so kind? Too much

Isn't a reward of some silver better than anything else?"

The stunningly beautiful boy was Nan Ranxi who entered the civil and military examinations together with the handsome boy, and successfully won the martial arts crown in just one battle.

At this moment, Nan Ranxi was sitting peacefully in the small pavilion, feeling the summer breeze that flew randomly through the pavilion, sipping the fire-removing herbal tea that the slaves had carefully brewed, and said leisurely and indifferently, without saying anything.

The handsome boy's worries were focused on attention worth the effort.

"That's right, if someone gives you gold, silver, jewelry, household accessories, servants, or maids, you should accept it. It's much better than no one giving you anything. But our family still prefers to accept the ones we like more.

Things, such as the green bamboo fan that was sent as tribute from the south? It’s summer again. I’ve used my bamboo fan so much that the handle has almost worn out. If I don’t get a new one, what fan will I use?

Wind?"

The handsome young man nodded and agreed with what Nan Ranxi said.

Who wouldn’t take advantage of the free advantage? Everyone would take advantage of it!

But when he thought about the green bamboo fan in his hand, which had already lived for ten years, the handsome young man unconsciously fantasized that the emperor could give him a new bamboo fan so that he would never fan and listen to music again.
Chapter completed!