Even if it wasn't a raven, Cui Xuhong couldn't take a few hits from Su Qian'an's fists.
From the initial scolding to the current begging for mercy, Xia Chu probably listened to his cries and howls over a cup of tea, and then began to count them one by one, which projects Cui Xuhong had embezzled over the years. What terrible things have you done
In his previous life, Bingwen was Xiao Yanjun's chief adviser, so naturally he had to network with the ministers of the DPRK for him.
And the way that is more convenient than buying people's hearts and using them for one's own purposes is of course to control them.
In his previous life, Xia Chu often read these materials as playbooks. While he and Bingwen lamented the corruption within the imperial court, they drank wine with him and imagined that after Xiao Yanjun came to the throne, Xiao Guo would have a bright future.
At this moment, every time Xia Chu said something, Cui Xuhong's complexion became paler. By the end, his complexion was as pale as paper and bloodless. Xia Chu just signaled Su Qian'an to stop.
"Little Marquis, how did I offend you? I'd be sorry to ask you to tell me something." Cui Xuhong knelt down in fear, not caring about his dignity as a second-rank minister, and pulled Xia Chu The corner of his clothes asked for mercy.
If everything Xia Chu said just now were revealed, Cui Xuhong would not dare to even think about it.
Xia Chu half-reclined, half-reclining, with his left leg on the seat and his left hand on his knee.
If Cui Xuhong hadn't just finished being beaten and glanced at Xia Chu, he might have praised him for being such a free and uninhibited young man.
"Master Cui is going to present something this morning, don't you have some idea in your mind?" Xia Chu looked at him sideways, with a nonchalant look.
When Cui Xuhong's thoughts changed, he naturally thought of getting to know Ji Ming, but he had already cleared up the background of Jie Ji Ming. He just failed the rankings twice. This year, he was lucky enough to catch up with His Highness Seventh Prince, who was the top pick in the talent high school. He had never heard of it. There was support behind him, but if he were left alone, Cui Xuhong really couldn't think of anything else.
Therefore, Cui Xuhong asked tentatively: "Is Mr. Jie one of yours?"
"What did Mr. Cui say? Mr. Jie belongs to the emperor." Xia Chu snorted.
"Yes, yes, they are all the emperor's people, what do you mean by the young marquis?" Cui Xuhong was unsure by his sudden official tone whether Jie Ji Ming was his.
"Of course I can't see a person who is loyal to the emperor being framed by someone else." When Xia Chu said the word 'other people', he obviously emphasized his tone, and looked at Cui Xuhong with a look that feels like you and me. A knowing look.
If Cui Xuhong didn't know that the person the young marquis wanted to protect was Xie Jiming, then he would have been serving as an official all these years in vain. So he said to Xia Chu with a look of understanding: "What the young marquis said is very good." Yes, this kind of thing naturally cannot be tolerated by the veteran. The veteran will definitely be of the same mind as the young marquis, run errands for the emperor, and die exhausted."
When Xia Chu heard the official tone behind him, he waved his hand impatiently.
Seeing this, Cui Xuhong cautiously asked tentatively: "I know what to do in the morning. I wonder if the young marquis has any other instructions?"
Xia Chu put away his fierce attitude just now and said to him with a smile: "There is really something that needs Mr. Cui to give some advice."
Cui Xuhong originally just asked politely, intending to say goodbye. He never thought that Xia Chu really had other instructions. But he just said these words and couldn't take them back. He could only reply with sincerity and fear: "But because of the little Marquis Order."
"I remember that Fang Bolun was sent to the Ministry of Industry by His Highness King Yu, right?" Xia Chu asked.
Cui Xuhong was not sure what Xia Chu meant when he suddenly mentioned Fang Bolun. After thinking about it, he answered truthfully: "It was indeed His Highness King Yu who said hello back then, so Fang Bolun's career in the Ministry of Industry was satisfactory."
"As for the collapse of Prince Yu's mansion, His Highness Prince Yu directed and acted it himself, intending to take this opportunity to let Fang Bolun replace you, Mr. Cui. I wonder if this story is interesting?" Xia Chu said The clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.
But after hearing these words, Cui Xuhong felt anxious and uneasy: "Little Marquis, I'm afraid this story cannot be told nonsense."
Seeing his frightened look, Xia Chu smiled kindly, and extended her hand to help him, and then continued: "Master Cui, there is no need to be so panicked. I didn't ask you to tell the story word for word. , Sometimes an ambiguous sentence can lead people to think in the direction they should think. This ability has allowed you to serve as an official for many years, and I will not be disappointed."
Cui Xuhong thought about it and felt that it would not be difficult to do if he just clicked a sentence or two, so he continued to ask for instructions: "What about Fang Bolun?"
The topic came to Fang Bolun, and the friendly smile on Xia Chu's face disappeared: "Whatever he did, he should bear the consequences. Mr. Cui should not protect his shortcomings."
Cui Xuhong saw that Xia Chu's face turned cold, and his calves couldn't help but soften again: "No, no, I understand that I should report the matter truthfully and handle it fairly."
Xia Chu nodded with satisfaction: "In that case, Mr. Cui will hurry up and go to court as soon as possible."
Seeing that he was finally relieved and willing to let her go, Cui Xuhong breathed a sigh of relief and bowed before leaving. As soon as he got off the carriage, Xia Chu opened the curtain, rested his elbow on the window rail, held his chin with his left hand, and said to Looking at his back, he asked: "Master Cui, what if someone asks about the injury on your face?"
"I'm old, I accidentally fell down." Cui Xuhong immediately responded humbly.
"Then today we..." Before Xia Chu finished speaking, Cui Xuhong had already understood: "No, I have never seen the young marquis."
Xia Chu smiled, just as the early morning sun was just rising, and his clear and beautiful face seemed to be illuminated by a layer of golden glass light.
Cui Xuhong was filled with emotion in his heart. Who would have thought that such a young man who had just been born in the world would even threaten and intimidate him, and he would not be merciful at all when he beat someone up, and it would be even more evocative to blame him. host.
It is rumored that the young Marquis of Xiahou Mansion is in frail health and will die soon. I am afraid that those who believe these rumors will really die soon...
Seeing that he was well informed, Xia Chu didn't need to waste any more words. He lowered the curtain and took Raven and Su Qian'an straight to Xiang's house. Xiao Mubai knew what happened next better than he did.
Xiao Mubai heard the whole story and smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, I got up early in the morning and followed my seventh brother to the morning court. I planned to help you solve this matter. I didn't expect that the young prince would not give him a chance. Let me share one or two for you.”
The evening breeze rustles the leaves, and the smiles are like flowers in the early summer under the moonlight.
Xiao Mubai couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch her cheek gently and whispered.
"Ah Chu, has anyone ever told you that your laughter can kill people?"
(End of chapter)