The sunset is red, and the sunset spreads like a tide in the sky.

The warm autumn breeze blew in from the window slightly. Yun Zhu sat at the desk in front of the window, holding a brush and ending a text carefully. She had just changed her clothes and was wearing a loose goose yellow dress. Although she looked serious, her slightly red cheeks still showed a warm smell. In fact, she had just finished bathing, with a little water stain on the ends of her hair and her body was still emitting a fresh fragrance. Before Ning Yi came out of the bathroom, she completed this short space to ask her for this work not long ago.

Not long after, the man came over and held her neck from behind. The familiar breath made her turn slightly and rubbed against the other person's cheek. He said, "Don't mess with me, Mr. Qian's article has been written, I'll fix it."

"Yes." Ning Yi looked down at the last few lines she wrote.

"But I am a woman after all. Although I want to write bolder, I'm afraid that what I wrote in this way will be somewhat deviant. Can it be used?"

"I'm watching, too, but... well, it's great..."

Recently, Zhuji's storytelling business has gradually developed with the coming and going of the cart. There are many things that can be spread out, and Ning Yi is also preparing. Among them, including the death of Qian Xiwen in Hangzhou. For Ning Yi, not only Qian Xiwen, but also Qian Haiting, Qian Weiliang, Qian Weiqi and others who reported their names when he finally visited Qian Xiwen, also had to leave their names.

In addition to the stories of characters like Qian Xiwen, Ning Yi prepared other things like a group of martial arts masters, martial arts anecdotes, etc. Of course, he has been in the Wu Dynasty for three years. Although he can write in ancient texts, his literary talent has always been limited by the thinking habits of modern people. Therefore, he gave the former to Yun Zhu for help. Although the master list can be done by himself, the anecdotes and other things have to be dictated to polish others. In front of outsiders, he naturally looks like he has a lot of money and has no time at all.

At this time, he had read the article written by Yunzhu. He couldn't help but praise it - in fact, this is not a compliment. Although Yunzhu has been a woman, she is very good at writing and writing. Compared with the love and strange novels written by some sour literati on the market, she is too strong - Yunzhu has received his praise and can't help but be happy: "Really? Don't coax me."

"Of course." Ning Yi was still looking at the article written on the paper, "You were a talented woman before, why did I lie to you? I will publish a book in the future. There is no need to change it... Well, even if Lao Qian knew, he would not call you back."

The articles that were prepared to be given to the storytellers are only circulated internally. Each storyteller has his own understanding and it depends on how they use them. But if they have collected too much in the future, they can naturally be compiled and published. Yun Zhu turned his body and held Ning Yi's arm: "Mr. Qian is an admirable person..."

She said this without further ado. Ning Yi just smiled slightly and put away the paper that wrote the story. After a moment, Yun Zhu said, "Liheng, how are you busy with disaster relief recently?"

"It's almost about to start. Oh, by the way, Guo Yaoshi has another victory..." Ning Yi smiled and told Yun Zhu about the recent victory in the north. Yun Zhu blinked and became happier. Her mood was actually following Ning Yi. Ning Yi was happy, so she was naturally happy. Ning Yi was worried, so she couldn't help but worry, but most of everyone had a similar mood when it comes to patriotism.

"In this way, the Jurchens will no longer look down on us, right?"

"It's hard to say, you have to take it slowly, but it's finally a good start." Ning Yi hugged her and asked her to sit on his lap, remembering something, "Ah, Li Pin's job has also been settled, and he can treat him to a meal tomorrow."

"Mr. Li...has he become a high-ranking official?"

"Ha, yes, high-ranking official." Ning Yi smiled, "Speaking of this, when you were in Jiangning, Jin'er and you knew him too. Now you are in the capital, and you are considered old acquaintances. Do you want to meet him?"

"No, although I met him at the beginning, it was just because he was a talented man and was not a friend, so why did he meet him? However, Liheng, you should pay attention to these scholars who have sought fame throughout their lives to be rich in fame, wealth in their wives, and value friends..."

Yun Zhu hugged his shoulders, curled up her legs in Ning Yi's arms, put her feet under her skirt, Ning Yi hugged her and smiled. She was tall and well-proportioned, so her posture was not like a child. From a distance, it was just a warm and simple scene of a man and a woman hugging each other. The sunset shone through the branches under the eaves and shone in from the window. The two of them chatted warmly and simply for a long time. After they started to hold the lights, Jin'er came back from outside, Ning Yi talked to her for a while, and then left the courtyard here.

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That night, Gao Muen's noisy voice came from Gao Qiu's study room, the Taiwei Mansion.

"...Dad! Even the dog from Xiangxiu's house next door to Ahua's hometown knows that a good man is determined by all directions! You say, how can I use my skills in a small city of Bianliang? Moreover, it's all the blame for those people going out to spread rumors, saying that my son, I rely on your power for everything! Where do I have it! I rely on your teachings from your father, but they all slander me like this, and I feel so wronged!"

The light shadow shook. Gao Qiu, who was sitting at the desk to handle official duties, frowned, then took a brush and continued to write and work. On the ground in front of the room, Gao Muen knelt there, crying and hitting the ground with a bad look. Not long after, seeing that his father did not respond, he moved his knees and walked around half of the study room, and hugged his adoptive father's legs.

"Dad! You're right to comment! I also know that I did something wrong before! The dog from Xiangxiu's house next door to Ah Hua's hometown has also said that the capital is just a little big, and there are only people living here. Sometimes... it is inevitable that there will be some friction and a little misunderstanding. My son has already reflected on it! My son is a man, so now he wants to go out and do something and get some justice..."

As he said this, Gao Qiu reached out and pressed him on his hand, pushed him away to the ground, and his eyes were already looking at him: "Try to seek justice!? Who do you want to ask for it? Could you still want to go to Jiangning to find that little princess!?"

"No, no! My son just wants to go out and do something to let others know my abilities! Dad, I think Lu Qian is missing very strangely. He is so big and has such high martial arts skills. How could he be so missing? And he is from our Taiwei Mansion, he just disappeared like this. Our Taiwei Mansion is so shameless. My son just wants to go out and pick up your face. I think... Zhou Tong must know the inside story about this. I heard that he has appeared in the northern Jizhou area recently, ah..."

"You want to find Zhou Tong!" Before he finished speaking, Gao Qiu had already waved his brush and smashed it on his face. The ink smashed a piece of black on his forehead. The brush fell to the ground. Gao Muen quickly picked it up and put it back on the desk for Gao Qiu.

"Dad, it's not... No, I have to look for Zhou Tong. If you say you don't look for it, then don't look for it..."

Gao Qiu leaned on the back of the chair and looked at the adopted son with a serious look. To be honest, although he was not a parent-child, he had always loved the adopted son very much. At this time, he was making trouble here, and Gao Qiu also understood why. He was not for the face of the Taiwei Mansion, but in recent times, the capital city has not much fun for his own flower Taisui. As for Lu Qian's death, let alone whether he wants to investigate. Even if he really wants to do something, he can't do anything big with his ability to do things without being able to do anything.

"You can't go find Zhou Tong." Gao Qiu stood up and thought for a moment, "Since you want to go out for a walk, that's fine. To check Lu Qian's business, I'm going to the other side of Shandong Road. Let's do this, I'm going to send a letter to Liang Zhongshu of Daming Mansion recently. He is the son-in-law of Grandmaster Cai, do you know?"

Gao Qiu's fingers hit the table: "In recent times, there has been a shortage of grain in the north. The price of rice and grain has been raised very high. Master Cai has also participated in this matter. I was going to send Master Chen to come over. This time, Master Chen will accompany you to take a walk. You should first find Uncle Liang Shi and give him the letter. You stay there for a while and do something, and you can pick up your face. What do you think?"

Gao Muen knelt there and looked at him, then suddenly pounced on him, hugged Gao Qiu's legs, and cried loudly: "There is only... daddy in the world..."

Gao Qiu patted his head: "But there are two points, remember it for me... First, Daming Mansion is considered prosperous and peaceful, but to the northwest, there is a famine now. To the south, it has never been peaceful, so you can't go out. I will let Master Chen and the servants who have passed by this time watch you. Near Daming Mansion, you can do whatever you do, and you must never run around! Second, you have to investigate Lu Qian's affairs, yes, but you can only send someone to investigate, and you can also ask Uncle Liang to investigate for you, no matter what you find..."

He lowered his head and said in a deep voice in Gao Muen's ear: "...If you don't want to die, don't go to Zhou Tong. Even if you see him, you must avoid it. Are you clear?"

Gao Muen nodded desperately as he heard this, and then there were a lot of stingy promises. Gao Qiu listened for a while and sat down: "Get out."

Gao Muen rolled out of the room, rolled out of the door, got up and pulled up the door, and then ran away happily. In the room, Gao Qiu smiled, and then his eyes slowly became serious. He knew what his son was going to do. He could not be unscrupulous in the capital during this period, but leaving the capital, especially in Shandong, has never been a good place. Ordinary human lives are like ants and grass. When he goes there, even if he plays with a few girls and women, he can't make any trouble. Moreover, with Liang Zhongshu's care, everything will go smoothly.

As for caring about Lu Qian, it's just a joke. This son is not good at doing anything but his heart is not very good. There are a few good women who play with him. I believe he will be calm and stay in Daming Mansion like that. It's hard for him to suppress him for so long during this period of time in the capital. Let him go and relax...

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On this night in August, the news that Tai Sui, who was in trouble, was about to leave Beijing was not a big deal. For Li Pin, who was in Beijing at this time, he learned that he was about to be promoted, only half a day later than Ning Yi. On that afternoon, someone from the palace came out to inform him, asking him to enter the palace tomorrow morning to meet the saint. Although he was not sure about the specific official position, it was a foregone conclusion that he had promoted him this time.

He therefore turned down the social event he had originally scheduled. That night, burned incense, bathed, and fasted. Sitting in the yard where the breeze came, listening to the noise outside coming from afar, as if the movement in another world was ringing. Through the courtyard wall in the distance, crescent moons hung on the treetops, and the city lights soaked in the night sky, melting the black sky into transparent amber...

He knew that he would remember this transparent night. Only on this night, his career would truly embark on the road. From then on, what appeared before him would be the real wind and river of heaven. A scholar would study, study for ten years, and seek for decades, and become... a part of the world that promotes...

He didn't know if other high-ranking officials felt like this when they arrived on this day. He sat on the balcony on the second floor of Zhuji's backyard for half a night. When the hour was approaching, he still quietly went back to his room to fall asleep.

The next day, he met the emperor for the second time and completed the first true commentary between the monarch and his subjects. (To be continued...)

ps: Promise to the sacred Chapter 500, and then update it... Humph, at least one month!
Chapter completed!