Chapter 65 Vest, danger! Vest, danger!
As summer heats up, the pomegranate flowers begin to bloom.
The wall between the two houses could not stop the bright and lively pomegranate flowers from blooming.
The little yellow dog was playing with fallen petals in the corner. When it heard Ye Jindian opening the door, it turned its head and ran to the inner corridor with its ears wagging.
“Ahhh——”
As soon as Ye Jindian opened the door, she was pounced on by the little furry ball.
It howled and complained to someone, angrily accusing him of trapping it in a basket and then letting it out when he went out.
Ye Jindian didn't understand, so she yawned, rubbed the puppy's furry head, and ran to fetch water to wash.
The dog was satisfied and trotted along.
The kitchen was tidy as usual, and the steamer was placed on the stove, still emitting wisps of hot steam.
She held the wooden basin, placed it on the lid of the water tank, and chewed the tender willow branches that Zhang Min had broken off in advance. Everything about "Brother Stone" and "Beautiful Husband" flashed through her mind in a rapid comparison.
Brother Shitou; Zhang Baishi.
General, right prime minister; teacher, clerk in the prime minister's office.
A powerful official who is both civil and military; a handsome gentleman who is gentle and weak.
He is proud and powerful, but not good at speaking, and has a hard mouth but a soft heart; he has great ambitions, is kind and gentle, easily shy, and has a strong sense of self-esteem.
He likes to eat edamame, wear both civil and military uniforms, unconsciously curl up the corners of books when reading, and likes to lean back with his eyes closed to rest; he has eaten edamame but is not sure whether he is addicted to it, likes to wear loose cross-collared robes, curls things when thinking, scratches the back of his ears when shy, and always sits upright.
seem……
Apart from some similarities in their names, their identities, status, temperaments and habits are very different.
That’s not right either. It’s customary to have two collisions.
However, eating edamame and curling up book corners does not seem to be an uncommon hobby.
It would be too arbitrary to say that the two are one person based on these two points alone.
With so many things on her mind, Ye Jindian scooped a spoonful of tea salt and gargled with it, almost swallowing it when she gulped the water.
After breakfast, she hurried to the weapons supervisor's room.
The medium-sized crossbow still needs further research. She hopes to achieve initial completion within this month and perfect it within two months.
Luo Dong laughed at her for being too eager for success.
"How can a new weapon be completed in less than a year or two? How can it be considered perfect in less than three to five years?"
Ye Jindian shook her head: "A year or two is too long. If Dayan wants to be completely stable, it must deal with the superficial hostile forces within three years. Now that more than a year has passed, if it continues to drag on, there will be internal and external troubles."
If we wait five years, the Hu barbarians will definitely come and cause trouble.
Those who cannot bear to see Dayan completely stable are not just the competing forces in the Central Plains.
Luo Dong was surprised: "You still care about these things?"
Ye Jindian smiled and shook her head: "I never care about these things. Even if the Central Plains is in chaos, I can hide back in Nanling."
She didn't grow up in the heart of the Central Plains, so why would she worry about these things?
"Then why are you rushing so fast and making things difficult for yourself?" Luo Dong was very puzzled.
Ye Jindian blew away the sawdust from the wood. "But my husband cares. I didn't understand him before. Why would he give up his good job as a teacher and go to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, a place that everyone fears, to be an ordinary clerk?
"Later, I encountered two rounds of bandits in Dongshan and witnessed the chaos in Chunxiao Tower. Only then did I realize that the Right Prime Minister's Mansion is the core of peace and stability in Dayan.
"The hostile forces in the Central Plains want to destroy it, and foreign enemies will certainly be eyeing it covetously."
Not to mention other foreign enemies, she still knows Bei Wan quite well.
Both the old king and the eldest prince have been eyeing the heartland of the Central Plains and coveting it for a long time.
Once there is an opportunity, they will definitely seize it.
Outside the courtyard, the warden who was about to go in stopped.
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the house through the weeping trees.
His gaze crossed the courtyard, passed through the open window, and fell into the girl's eyes, which were covered by her wind-blown hair.
"My husband may be just a weak scholar, but he's too soft-hearted to bear witness to the suffering of ordinary people." Ye Jindian put the piece of wood aside and bent down to pick up another new piece. "Teaching at the academy, his monthly salary can only help an old woman out of her difficulties. But if he stayed at the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, he would know how to protect the poor scholars of the world."
Luo Dong laughed: "Providing shelter to the poor scholars of the world, how easy is that?"
What’s more, he is just a scholar.
Ye Jindian changed tools and started sawing wood: "It's not easy, so it's not easy. There is nothing easy in this world. Since he wants to do it, just do your best and let go."
Do more or less, and have no regrets.
In life, if you don’t do something you like, you will feel unwilling even if you meet the King of Hell.
“Instead of sighing over Meng Po soup one day and feeling like you’ve lived in vain, it’s better to do what you want to do first.”
After sawing the wood, she changed tools and prepared to polish it.
At this time, the Supervisor came out and said: "Young Miss Ye is so young, but why is she acting like an old scholar in the academy, spouting all sorts of big ideas?"
"Supervisor." Ye Jindian put down the things in his hands and bowed respectfully.
She could tell that the other party was just joking, so she just smiled and didn't say much.
Luo Dong said nothing, just bowed.
The warden smoothed his beard, lowered his eyes to scan the wood chips piled on the ground, and raised his eyes to look at her: "You're just working instead of taking a break?"
Ye Jindian lowered her hands and smiled sweetly, "I'm free anyway."
The Supervisor unconsciously lowered his voice and spoke to her, "Don't overwork yourself. If there's any heavy work, the craftsmen in other rooms of the Armory are not helpless. There will always be people who can do it."
Ye Jindian still responded obediently: "Okay."
"Then run an errand for me." The Supervisor handed over the document. "The Right Prime Minister's Office wants to mobilize a batch of weapons, but I have some questions and need the Right Prime Minister to verify it personally."
Ye Jindian hesitated.
The Supervisor asked kindly, "Are you having any trouble?"
Ye Jindian slowly shook her head, stretched out her hands, and took the document from his hand.
This trip to the Prime Minister's residence is a good opportunity to find out whether the two are the same person.
Perhaps, this is a godsend.
*
Zhang Min gets up very early.
I returned to the prime minister's residence with a pile of books, but it was still dark.
This is the time when people are most sleepy, which is very suitable for launching a surprise attack.
He had a gloomy face and deep black eyes as he looked at Luoying and slammed the book heavily on the table.
Luoying shuddered and suddenly woke up.
"Prime Minister, what's wrong with you?"
It couldn't be that he came home too late and his sister-in-law sent him to sleep in the study, so he was in a bad mood?
It should not be possible.
Their sister-in-law is such a gentle person, how could she do such a thing?
Zhang Min raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Have all the guards in the Prime Minister's Mansion come out and line up. The captain and the captain, come into the study."
Luo Ying: “…”
Entering the study is equivalent to closing the door, and closing the door is equivalent to settling accounts.
hiss--
They haven't been in trouble lately.
"Are you waiting for me to take you away?" Seeing Luo Ying not moving, Zhang Min looked at him with a half-smile, "Do you want me to stay and have a bowl of soup noodles before you go?"
Luoying: "...Thank you, but it's not necessary."
He bowed hastily, turned around and ran for his life, as if he was afraid of being caught by some ferocious beast.
Zhang Min was so angry that he laughed.
Soon, everyone arrived and lined up in the courtyard, blocking two yards.
It’s not possible to move the flower pots to the porch because a group of people have to stand there.
The palace soldiers moved them all to the backyard.
The crowd was packed shoulder to shoulder, their chests almost touching their backs, unable to even turn around. It was extremely uncomfortable and squeezed.
"What is the Prime Minister going to do?"
"Could it be that our leader has caused trouble?"
"Is it possible that someone has blatantly violated military discipline and needs to be severely punished?"
"What military discipline was violated that warrants such a big fuss?"
"I don't know, and no one has said anything. We don't dare spread rumors in the Prime Minister's Mansion."
“…”
…
The people squeezed at the end, relying on the fact that they couldn't hear any noise in the study, could still whisper a few words.
Everyone in the study room only dared to exchange glances, not daring to say a word or look up at their prime minister's expression.
Their hearts sank as they thought, "Could it be that someone is colluding with Chunxiao Tower and got caught by the Prime Minister?"
Zhang Min remained silent for a long time.
He leisurely flipped through all the notebooks his wife had given him.
Luoying's legs and feet were numb from standing so long.
He quietly switched support with his right foot to allow his left foot to rest.
Zhang Min slowly pinched a piece of cake and took a sip of tea.
In a corner of the desk, the aroma of incense curls up.
How can I describe my leisurely mood in this situation?
Yes.
The crowd consciously merged with the wooden boards or stone slabs under their feet and turned into an old wooden stake.
At this moment, someone finally came to break the silence.
"Bang--"
The window was knocked open by a great force.
Li Wuzhi covered his torn robe and climbed in through the window.
"My Lord, what's wrong with you? Both gates are completely blocked. Apart from climbing over the wall, do we have any other choice?"
"Since there is no other choice, why are there still palace guards waiting for me even though I climbed over the wall? Look at what has happened to my clothes. Look at me, look at me!!"
Zhang Min put down the cup in his hand slowly.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Li Wuji lightly.
Li Wuji met his gaze, took three steps back, and almost knocked Xie Zhaoming and Gongsun Shuo to the ground.
The two men had dark faces and pressed down on his shoulders.
"You're actually really angry today?" Li Wuji stared at Zhang Min with wide eyes, "Why? Could it be that Luo Ying is a spy?"
Luoying: “???”
Such a huge blame is just thrown on him so easily?
Where is justice and conscience!
Zhang Min threw the important books into their arms and said, "You guys read first, I'll start scolding you."
The three of them took the script, covered their ears skillfully, and hid in the corner.
Luo Ying: “…”
If these three have to hide, then we’re done.
Could it be that Fufeng is enjoying himself so much in Shicheng that he doesn’t want to leave? Why doesn’t he come back to get scolded together?
Zhang Min's dark, deep eyes turned to his subordinates. "Alright, now that the work is done, let's settle the score and see who's been ruining my reputation. Get out of here!"
No one dared to move, and everyone looked at each other.
"Not telling? Could it be that we're not shielding each other, but joining forces with an external enemy?" He cracked his finger bones. "Luoying, let's go to the training grounds. I see everyone's been cooped up in prison lately, unable to move, and their brains have become dull. I'll personally loosen up your muscles and bones."
Everyone trembled violently.
Who the hell did this to get them into trouble?!
Luoying didn't dare to say no.
Soon, the Ming guards standing outside watched their superiors leave with dejected faces.
The dragging footsteps seemed to write the four big words "heartbroken" on the brick.
Just a moment.
From the training ground came the sound of bones snapping and screams like pigs being slaughtered.
The green trees planted in each courtyard trembled along with everyone else.
Ye Jindian stood in the front hall, looking at the weeping trees swaying in the windless air, frowning slightly: "What happened back there? Why do I seem to hear someone screaming?"
The doorman was sweating profusely and didn't dare to tell the truth.
He repeated incoherently: "Miss Ye, please wait a moment. The Prime Minister has important matters to attend to today..."
Ye Jindian pondered: "In that case, could you please take me to find Zhang Baishi first? He is my husband, and he works as a clerk in your Right Prime Minister's Mansion."
The old man is in a bad condition.
He is old and can't stand this kind of stimulation.
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