Hao Zhengqun, however, seemed to be telling someone else's story. He lost the core and said as if nothing happened:
"Hao Zhengzhe has long admired Miss Wang Qi, but Hao Zhengzhe has a big heart and the Wang family has been defeated. No matter how much he admires Miss Wang Qi, he will never marry her."
Now Qian Wentong was confused, "Isn't he afraid that the Wang family will cause trouble for him?"
After asking, Qian Wentong felt that he had just eaten so much that his brain had gone crazy.
Marrying as a wife and running as a concubine, Miss Wang Qi was embarrassed in public. If she didn't enter the Hao Mansion, she would have to go to the temple to repair.
Hao Zhengqun licked his lips in the direction of the desk and did not answer any more.
There was no sound for a while after writing the book. Qian Wentong heard Qin Zhi's elegant intention and stopped talking. They both became cautious and left almost silently.
During the few days of annual leave, not only were there a pile of memorials in front of the minister's case, but they also piled up things for both young and old.
It was just because it was Shangshu's first day in office that they were afraid that she would not adapt, so they temporarily put aside their own affairs and came over to take a look.
Now that the minister is busy, they can't bother him anymore.
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As soon as Qi Baoer returned to the house, he was summoned to Shoukangyuan by Old Man Qi and Old Mrs. Tian.
In the morning, not only did Qi Baoer receive the imperial edict at the Ministry of War, but there was also an imperial edict from the Princess's Mansion.
The family was worried and happy that their granddaughter had changed from a minister to a minister in just a few months.
Needless to say, you are worried. I always feel that the emperor is uneasy and well-intentioned.
But when someone in the family is promoted to a higher position, it is naturally a matter of joy.
This is a great event to honor our ancestors. If we were still in our hometown, we would have to open an ancestral hall to report to our ancestors, and the whole village would have a feast of flowing water for a few days.
But all the words, after seeing Qi Baoer's slightly tired face, everyone swallowed them all in unison.
Old man Qi waved his hand, "Eat, eat."
Ouch, look how tired he is from being so obedient.
What can you say? What's more important than feeding him well?
After dinner, amidst the eager curiosity of several people, Old Man Qi personally sent Qi Bao'er back to the main courtyard.
"Take a look, don't you see that you are so tired that you have dark circles under your eyes?" Old Man Qi glared at his unfilial grandsons who stopped him.
San Lang was thick-skinned and licked his face and came forward, "Sir, didn't you ask me what's going on with my sister? Why did she become a minister just because she was a minister?"
It flew too fast, and he wanted to be his sister's backer.
But considering how fast my sister is flying, what can happen to him?
His sister taught him the term "soft rice man", and it doesn't sound good at all.
Although Daliang and Erlang didn't ask questions, they all had worried looks on their faces.
It is certainly a good thing to soar into the sky, but what happened to the teenage prime minister is also a lesson from the past.
They were afraid that the emperor would put their sister in front of him and use it as a facade and as a barrier to the timber storehouse.
Old man Qi naturally knew what they were worried about. He waved his hand and said, "Come back, everyone. Be good and be good. They are not easy to be plotted."
The brothers couldn't really feel relieved after hearing this, but it was really hard to stop me from letting him go to rest at this moment, so they had to leave and go back to the hospital.
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Night, Grand Princess Mansion.
A tall figure deftly avoided the night watch servants in the night, passed through the corridors and climbed directly from the wall of Qiongran Courtyard, flashing ghostly among the trees in the courtyard... "Knock knock knock knock"
Da Lang put down his pen and stood up to open the door. When he saw the person outside the door clearly, he turned around and went in without any surprise. Instead of going back to the desk, he walked to the couch on the side and sat down. The hot water on the small stove next to the couch was already there.
After boiling it, there is already a tea set on the couch.
Da Ling picked up the hot water kettle to make tea and said with a smile: "I knew you would come."
Si Leng also chuckled and entered the room, closed the door, walked to the opposite side of Daliang, took off his shoes and got on the couch, sitting cross-legged.
"It's about my little sister, why should I not come?"
His life was saved by his little sister, and this life in this life belongs to her; he will take responsibility for anything related to her.
Da Liang only smiled and did not refute. The fourth brother had a stubborn temper and tried to persuade her to no avail. Only when he could completely trust his little sister would his heart truly be at peace.
At this time, there was another knock on the door.
The two brothers in the room looked at each other and burst into laughter.
No need to guess, it must be one of several other people outside.
Sure enough, San Lang's shouting came from outside, "Brother, eldest brother, open the door. It's me and second brother."
"coming."
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The most uncomfortable thing for Qi Bao'er about being a minister is that he cannot miss the morning court every day, even if it's a cold day, he has to get up before five o'clock in the morning.
Temporarily separated from the quilt that loves her deeply, it is okay to have warm coals burning in the carriage, but once you enter the palace, the soft sedan going to Wenyisu does not have warm coals for you to enjoy, and they are all exposed to the wind;
There were charcoal heaters in Yisuo, but after waiting for a while in Wenyisuo, many officials had not even warmed up yet, so they had to go to the Jinluan Hall.
During the imperial court, several doors of the Jinluan Palace were open. When there was no wind, it was cold, but when the wind came, it was bone-chilling.
Qi Bao'er herself was fine, with spiritual energy protecting her body; she really admired those civil servants who didn't even have any internal strength. They were often in poor health, but they could persist in attending morning court every day.
Today is Qi Baoer's first day in court as Minister of War. As soon as she appeared, a group of officials came over to congratulate her.
Several old princes and bachelors, as well as Prime Minister Zheng and Da Sima, all came over to say some happy words to her.
Qi Baoer felt that his face was almost numb from laughter, and finally the chamberlain came to tell him that it was time to go to the Jinluan Palace.
Fortunately, there would be nothing to do without her, and the Ministry of War had nothing to say in court, so she just had to keep standing.
Today, there are very few court affairs, which are quite pitiful. There are only two things.
The first thing is that the Minister of Industry came out to talk about repairing the house:
——This matter was decided before Qi Baoer entered the Ministry of War last year. There are many houses in the inner city of Beijing that need to be renovated, and some of them, like the Jin Prince’s Mansion opposite the Grand Princess Mansion, have changed their owners.
, the new owner wants to modify the style.
The only reason why we brought up the things we had planned to do after the year was because we had no money.
So, at the beginning of the morning, the ministers of the Gong and Hu bureaus argued with each other for nearly half an hour.
Then Zhongshu ordered Mr. Lu to come out and tell a big story: in a place called Yangzhou far to the east by north, heavy snow had been falling since the seventh day of December, which had caused disasters and destroyed countless houses.
Because the mountains were closed due to heavy snow, it was extremely difficult to get in and out, so the Zhongshu Province did not receive the news that the magistrate of Yangzhou went to Beijing to ask for help until the middle of last night.
This matter could not be slowed down. The emperor immediately ordered the emperor to retreat and called the prince and minister Yigan into the imperial study.
Qi Baoer, the Minister of War, was also among those called.
No matter who the emperor sends to provide disaster relief, the Ministry of War must send troops to escort them.
In the imperial study room, the emperor sat down and all the officials stood still. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stood up and asked for orders:
"Father, I am willing to go..."
The emperor casually picked up the memorial and smashed it down, "Get out of here, where are you going? Isn't it because the imperial court has no use for officials? If there is a disaster, you, the prince, have to go there in person?"
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