Chapter 192 The Young Master Who Delivers Meals

When the Sheng family was in turmoil because of Molan's secret departure, Changbai, Changfeng, Qiheng and other new officials also officially entered the officialdom. Changbai and Qiheng entered the Hanlin Academy as Hanlin scholars, responsible for drafting important documents and imperial edicts of the court, and participating in the decision-making and discussion of national affairs; Changfeng became a Dali judge, a ninth-rank official position, belonging to the judicial department, responsible for handling cases and other work.

After the first court meeting, the Queen Mother specially summoned Qiheng to the Baoci Palace.

The Queen Mother had a warm smile on her face and asked kindly, "Yuan Ruo, you just started working at the Hanlin Academy. Are you getting used to it? Have any officials made things difficult for you?"

Qi Heng thanked the Queen Mother for her concern before replying with a smile, "The adults in the Hanlin Academy are all very kind and fair. No one deliberately makes things difficult for me."

"That's good! I'm very pleased that you made the grade this time. I originally wanted to put you in the position of Zhongshu Sheren, but considering that you are not from the top three, this position is too eye-catching and may attract criticism. I also thought of putting you in the Zuoshitai as Zuoshi Zhongcheng, as I am in need of a trusted censor. But this position is very easy to offend people. After all, you are my grandson, and I can't bear to see you being resented. Being hated by others. Therefore, after careful consideration, I decided to put you in the Hanlin Academy, so that you can advance step by step in the court, learn while you go, and the Hanlin Academy will be more conducive to your career. "

The Queen Mother's words revealed her deep expectations and love for Qi Heng, and hinted at Qi Heng's own power and influence, and expressed her hope that he would be able to become her right-hand man in the future. Minglan

watched from the side, and felt in her heart that the Queen Mother was very good at controlling people.

Qi Heng understood and immediately bowed, his words full of gratitude.

When they stepped out of Baoci Hall, the sun was just falling, Minglan and Qi Heng walked side by side, and even their steps revealed a tacit understanding.

Minglan whispered to Qi Heng, "The Queen Mother got the list of candidates for this year's imperial examination early in the morning and conducted a detailed investigation on each candidate in private. Except for those who are nominally under the command of His Majesty, the Queen Mother has ordered people to contact anyone who can be used. You are the last one!"

Qi Heng laughed, "The Queen Mother has been kind to my Qi family." He said slowly, his tone full of sincerity, "Back then, Prince Yong was extremely powerful and trapped my parents in the mansion. It was because of your extraordinary wit that you asked the Queen Mother for help, and His Majesty issued an order to rescue them. Whether it is you or the Queen Mother, this favor will be remembered by my Qi family." I will keep it in my heart and be grateful."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Minglan with an even brighter smile, "My father said that as long as the Queen Mother is dedicated to the public, takes the interests of the country as the most important, and always works for the prosperity and peace of the Song Dynasty, then my Qi family will swear to be loyal to the Queen Mother and Your Majesty, and do our best to fulfill our duties for the Song Dynasty."

Minglan slowly stopped and looked at Qi Heng, looking at him seriously, her voice a little more serious, "What if the Queen Mother and Your Majesty disagree?"

Qi Heng felt the deep meaning of Minglan's question, and although his heart was touched, his expression was still calm and fearless. He raised his head, made eye contact with Minglan, and answered in a resounding voice, "I have always been a citizen of the Great Song! Now that I am an official of the Great Song, I must put the Great Song and the people of the Great Song first!"

Minglan stood on the steps, her body enveloped in the warm sunshine. She looked at Qi Heng, who was standing below her and was also surrounded by the light. She was pleased and admired to see that he had a firm attitude and cared about the world. Minglan's smile became more and more brilliant in the interweaving of light and shadow.

At the second court meeting, Minglan set out from Sheng Mansion early in the morning. When she was about to reach Yu Street, she was stopped by a carriage in front of her. The driver was about to scold her when Xiaotao recognized the figure beside the carriage through the dim light. It was Buwei. She immediately understood that this was the carriage of the Duke of Qi's Mansion. She hurriedly reported to Minglan in a low voice, "Miss, the one in front is the young master."

Before Xiaotao finished speaking, Qi Heng had already walked over with Buwei. Minglan saw Qi Heng standing with gentle eyes and a smile through the window. Minglan immediately smiled and leaned forward slightly unconsciously, as if she wanted to get up and get off the car immediately.

Qi Heng took a few quick steps forward and gently persuaded her, "Just sit down and relax. I just came to bring you some food. It's good to see you." After saying that, he tilted his head slightly and motioned Buwei to hand over the food in his hand.

Buwei immediately understood and handed the food he bought to Xiaotao, smiling and saying, "Miss Xiaotao, take it. These are all ordered by our master early in the morning. I queued up for a long time to buy them. Many adults in the capital love to eat this before going to court. They all praise it and say it tastes very delicious."

Xiaotao took it, sniffed the tempting aroma, and couldn't help but secretly swallowed her saliva.

Buwei saw this, smiled slyly, and whispered, "Miss Xiaotao, there is also a portion for you here. The master specifically ordered that you must also taste this delicacy." In fact, Qi Heng was well aware of the habits of Minglan and her servant, and knew that Minglan would always share the delicious food with Xiaotao, so he prepared more food on purpose to prevent Minglan from sharing it with Xiaotao and then not having enough for herself.

But Xiaotao felt very satisfied when she heard this, and felt that Qi Heng was very considerate, and that her lady would definitely live comfortably in the future.

After delivering the food, Qi Heng took Buwei back to his own carriage. Minglan's carriage followed the Qi family carriage and slowly drove towards the palace gate. Minglan and Xiaotao enjoyed the delicious food in the carriage.

From then on, every time there was a court meeting, Minglan was able to enjoy a special privilege. She could save time for breakfast at home and enjoy a little more sleep. Because Qi Heng would always buy a variety of delicious snacks in advance and deliver them to her personally.

Minglan only needed to wait quietly in the carriage, and when she arrived at a specific location in front of Yu Street, she could open the window and see Qi Heng's familiar and gentle smile, as well as the fragrant gift in his hand. In this way, Minglan could sit in the carriage on the way to the palace gate and taste these delicious dishes leisurely. When the carriage slowly stopped in front of the palace gate, Minglan was just full.

On the road leading to the palace gate from the Duke of Qi's mansion, a carriage stopped here every day, but for several days in a row, when it was time to go to the government office, the person they were waiting for did not show up.

Beside the carriage, the maid trembled slightly, "Miss, the young master did not show up today." Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, and every word was full of indescribable caution, for fear of angering the master in the car.

The curtain opened slightly, and a faint light slowly appeared along with the delicate outline of the woman. It should have been a pretty face, but at this moment it was shrouded in a heavy haze. What flashed in her eyes was not tenderness, but a frightening sinisterness and ruthlessness.