Xiao Mubai walked out of the palace with the Marquis all the way, and simply sent him back to the Hou's Mansion. When he reached the door, Xiao Mubai nodded and said goodbye. The Marquis put his hands behind his back and glanced at him: "Come in, are you still waiting for me? Please?"
Xiao Mubai laughed and said goodbye solemnly: "I really want to go back home, and I still have some matters to deal with."
The Marquis raised his eyebrows and waved to him, and then Xiao Mubai turned around and left with Han Sa.
The Marquis entered the Marquis Mansion and asked Cong Ting who came up to him, "Where is the young master?"
Cong Ting respectfully replied: "The young master has left the house in an instant."
The Marquis turned his head and smiled at Xiao Mubai's back and cursed: "You brat, no wonder you can't get in."
Cong Ting didn't know what the Marquis meant by his words, so he could only follow him silently to Hengwu Courtyard.
"Did the young master tell me where he went?" the Marquis asked as he walked.
"No, I just told him that he won't be back for lunch at noon, so he asked the Marquis not to wait for him." Cong Ting said while looking at the Marquis's face, for fear that he would look unhappy.
However, the Marquis said 'hmm' and did not feel displeased. Even if he doesn't want to, he doesn't want to, his Yunyi has grown up after all, and now he even has the person he likes, how can he trap him.
After Xia Chuchen got up and finished his meal, he asked Su Qian'an to make an appointment with Bingwen to have a meal at Yinweizhai at noon. Then he took Raven out of the Hou Mansion and went directly to Master Cui's backyard.
In his previous life, he followed Xiao Yanjun to the Cui Mansion once. He touched the study room based on the impression in his memory, made the raven disappear, and went in alone, waiting for Cui Xuhong to go to court.
Cui Xuhong happened to invite Jing Qibin, the Minister of Punishment, to the mansion today. The discussion was naturally about who would get the post of prime minister. For them, whether they or Xu Wanjun took that position, they could accept it, but they couldn't. It's Min Zhisong and Cheng Zhaobing.
Otherwise, these six newly balanced films will have to be dominated by one family again.
The two of them walked towards the study as they talked. Cui Xuhong opened the door first and saw Xia Chu half lying on his chair, with her legs still on his desk.
A vein jumped on Cui Xuhong's forehead. Jing Qibin followed him and was about to step in when Cui Xuhong slammed the door shut and hit him in the face.
Cui Xuhong lowered his head, thinking a thousand times in his mind, what is this little ancestor doing here at this time
He was thinking uneasily in his heart when Jing Qibin's angry voice came to his ears: "Master Cui, what do you mean?"
Cui Xuhong looked up and was startled. He saw that Jing Qibin had just been slapped hard by the door. His forehead was blue and his nose was red. At this time, he was staring at him with an angry face, as if he was about to be killed at any moment. Looking furious.
Cui Xuhong bowed his head quickly and apologized: "I'm so sorry, Master Jing. I suddenly remembered that I made an appointment with an important guest. It's inconvenient to discuss it with you today. I will come to the door in person with a heavy gift tomorrow to apologize. I hope Master Jing will respect you." "
Jing Qibin's original furious mood had reached its peak and was about to explode. Suddenly seeing him groveling and apologizing, it was natural that he couldn't use it to get angry.
However, he was more curious now.
Nowadays, Jingzhong can probably count the number of guests who are more important than him on one hand.
What's more, looking at Cui Xuhong's frightened attitude, I'm afraid the two of them can't compare. However, they never took sides and only showed due courtesy to the prince. I don't know who could make Cui Xuhong be so frightened in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, Jing Qibin was not angry but smiled, raising his eyebrows meaningfully and looking at Cui Xuhong.
Cui Xuhong was anxious, fearing that the little ancestor inside would be impatient to wait and open the door. He slapped his thigh and said to Jing Qibin: "Master Jing, please go back to your house quickly. There is really something urgent here."
After Cui Xuhong made amends, he was afraid that Jing Qibin would shirk again, so he quickly called his close confidant Xi Yuan to personally escort him out of the house.
Jing Qibin had no reason to stay, so he could only let Xi Yuan lead him out of Cui Mansion.
He stood at the door and meditated for a while facing the closed door, and then ordered his attendant Miao Zhan to stay and observe secretly to see who could make Mr. Cui, Minister of Industry, treat him so carefully and reverently.
When Cui Xuhong saw Xi Yuan come back and confirmed that Jing Qibin had left, he ordered the whole house to observe martial law. He pushed the door open a crack, squeezed in and immediately turned his back and closed it.
He held his chest and took a deep breath, then turned around with a smile and said to Xia Chu, who was still half-lying and half-sitting: "I've kept you waiting for a long time, sir. Let me know when you come next time, sir." It’s better to be prepared.”
Xia Chu's posture was lazy, and he chuckled softly after hearing this: "Ready?"
Cui Xuhong took two steps forward and bowed slightly: "Yes, it's good to entertain the young marquis, isn't it?"
Xia Chu put away his legs and feet on the table, sat down, held his chin with his left hand, and knocked on the table with his right hand. His eyes turned to him casually: "Master Cui, if you are not afraid that others will know that I am here, why bother to chase me away in a hurry? Master Jing has left."
Cui Xuhong said with an apologetic smile: "I didn't see that the young marquis entered the study privately, and no one knew about it. I thought that the young marquis must have some important private matters that were not convenient for outsiders to know, so I rejected Mr. Jing." .”
Xia Chu nodded when he heard this: "Master Cui is really thoughtful, so why not guess what I am here for?"
Cui Xuhong asked him what was the use of him. He had repeatedly preset several possibilities in his mind. Now he raised his eyes and looked at his expression, and asked carefully and tentatively: "Does the young marquis have someone in mind for the prime minister?"
Cui Xuhong saw that his hand tapping the table was still lighting up in an orderly manner without stopping at all, and there was no expression of yes or no on his face, and his heart suddenly became mixed.
He looked embarrassed and said: "Little Marquis, the position of prime minister cannot be helped by the veteran minister alone. There are many people coveting that position."
Xia Chu finally stopped tapping his index finger and leaned back on the chair. He crossed his arms across his chest and looked more and more old-fashioned: "This is not why I came here."
When Cui Xuhong exhaled, he took another breath. Apart from the position of prime minister, what else could make him visit in person
"Forgive me for being shallow, I wonder if there is anything else that could trouble the young Marquis?" He looked at Xia Chu's expression with the corner of his eye in surprise.
I saw Xia Chu looking calm and contented, with a smile on his face: "I am here for the post of Minister of Rites."
Cui Xuhong was still slightly bowed with his head slightly lowered. After hearing these words, he straightened up involuntarily and looked up at Xia Chu suspiciously: "This Minister of Rites is the father of Concubine Lian and the grandfather of His Highness Seventh Prince. Your Excellency has always been in charge..."
(End of chapter)