The Jingshi of August is particularly lively. It is near the Mid -Autumn Festival. Every household in the city is preparing the Mid -Autumn Festival Lantern Festival. The people who buy festivals are full of people.

The people are happy, but the atmosphere in the court is a bit tense.

Cui Quan watched Wang Wengang, the Ministry of War, Wang Wenqian: "Your Majesty wants to host the Mid -Autumn Festival banquet, but to make his filial piety and make the queen mother happy.

"You're so opposed, have you put the queen mother in our eyes and put your Majesty in your eyes?"

Wang Wen was unwilling to show weakness, and looked back: "I naturally put my Majesty and the queen mother in my heart, and did not oppose His Majesty to host the Mid -Autumn Festival banquet.

"Mid -Autumn Festival can hold a banquet, but you cannot build a Benyue Building.

"I don't say a lot of money, and it takes a lot of money. Now the state treasury is empty, and I can't get so much money.

"It's better to call the border for military expenses for the border, let them have a warm Mid -Autumn Festival.

"Once you can show the benevolence of His Majesty's love, and the second can also make the border generals feel the concern of His Majesty's concern, more loyal to His Majesty."

"hehe--"

Cui Quan sneered: "I think you want to dial this money to your Wang family, so that they can be more loyal to your Wang family."

Wang Wenqian's face sank: "Yongguo, please say cautiously."

After warning Cui Quan, Wang Wenqian faced the young man on the throne and solemnly explained: "Your Majesty, Wang Jiajun is your army from beginning to end, the army of the Northern Han Dynasty.

"They are loyal to Her Majesty, Northern Han, not our Wang family.

"My suggestion is just for his thoughts. Nowadays, the South Tang Dynasty occupies most of the Central Plains, and he is jealous of our northern Han Dynasty. There is never a moment of tranquility in the border.

"Those soldiers have children and children, and they want to fulfill their filial piety to their parents and care for their children, but they can't, because they have to protect the northern Han Dynasty and protect me.

"If your Majesty can send them a trace of care, they will be grateful to Dade, vowed to resist the southern Tang thief, and let the Southern Tang people not step into the northern Han Dynasty."

Seeing that the emperor was in trouble, Wang Wegan also said, "Your Majesty, I just gave such a suggestion, not to say that I had to do it.

"But there is one thing that must not be done, that is to build the Benyue Building."

The emperor's expression was slightly slow: "Wang Shangshu said ..."

"Cough--"

There was a cough sound below. The emperor swallowed the words behind his stomach and looked at Chen Zhan, who was standing in front of the ministers: "What do I think of this matter?"

The ministers looked at the regent.

Under the attention, Chen Zhan and the emperor looked at each other, with a faint tone: "Building a Benyue Building is not a matter of three or five days. Even if it starts to build it now, it must be completed next year.

"However, the Mid -Autumn Festival must be done.

"Every time the folk goes to the Mid -Autumn Festival, a lantern festival will be held. When the queen queen did not enter the palace, I also liked to visit the lantern festival.

The emperor smiled happily: "It's still my uncle Yingming, that's it."

Subsequently, the emperor's order of the Ministry of Rites prepared Mid -Autumn Festival and announced his retreat.

The ministers sent the emperor and waited for Chen Zhan to leave the hall one after another.

Cui Quan and Wang Wenqian came to the gate of the temple at the same time. The two looked at each other, and then across the threshold together.

"Sure enough, it is a rough person, I don't understand etiquette." Cui Quan's nostril facing the sky, humming coldly.

Wang Wenqian suddenly had a dark face and countered: "Those people who eat Zhong Ming Ding, watching the books and rituals, in fact, they have already rotten the internal organs.

"What did you say?"

Cui Quan was furious. He raised his hand to hit Wang Wenqian, but he was grabbed by Wang Wenqian's wrist and couldn't move.

Seeing that the officials around me stopped and looked at them, Cui Quan was so angry that he struggled hard: "Mix the stuff, let me go."

Wang Wenqian let go, and the corner of his lips was slightly hooking: "The Yasukong public has time to ridicule me here, so it is better to teach my son to go home."

Cui Quan was angry: "What do you mean?"

"I can't say that the shameless behavior, I might as well inquire in the workshop." Wang Wenqian laughed and turned away.

When Cui Quan thought of Wang Wenqian's ridiculous smile, he was angry. He arrested an official and asked, "What are the rumors recently?"

The official's eyes dodged, lowered their heads, and supported it: "Back to the country ... Yasukong ... no ... rumors ..."

Seeing this, the surrounding officials retracted their eyes and accelerated their footsteps.

At a glance, Cui Quan knew that Wang Wengan said that it was true. When he sank, let the official go out of the palace.

At the gate of the palace, Bai Qi greeted, followed by the carriage of the Yasukuni government.

"National Grandpa."

Cui Quan calmed down his face and instructed: "Send someone to inquire, what are the rumors recently?"

The words fell, and added another sentence: "About we Cui Mansion."

Bai Qi looked at it: "Yes, the slaves go to do it immediately."

... ...

One hour later, Bai Qi walked into the study room and said to Cui Quan: "The grandfather, the slave has already inquired, it is the third grandfather.

"Not long ago, Jingshi suddenly rumored: San Ye raised an outer room fifteen years ago. On the day of the original lady's production, the outer room came to the door.

"The third grandfather pets the outer room, ignoring the original wife, and sent the original wife and children to Zhuangzi. He declared that the original wife and the child had died of illness.

"Five years ago, San Ye righteous and became Mrs. Cui San, but the real Mrs. Cui San did not die.

Cui Quan slap on the table: "Who is so bold, dare to talk nonsense, spread rumors?"

Bai Qi lowered his head: "The slaves have sent someone to check, but the slaves have heard another thing."

"What?" Cui Quan looked at him.

Bai Qi was still hanging down, respectfully: "Someone submitted a paper paper to Jingzhaofu, and sued that the third grandfather stopped his wife to marry. He also said that the real Mrs. Cui died this spring ..."

"The death of this year's spring?" Cui Quan's face became even more ugly.

"Yes, it is really written on the style paper. If this is true, the crime of the third grandfather's suspension of his wife will be implemented."

Bai Qi raised his eyes slightly, and saw Cui Quan holding his hand on the table, and the back of his hand was revealed. He quickly said: "However, Jingzhao Mansion Yin will be told and kicked out of the Jingshi."

"Well!"

Cui Quan hammered the table: "Stupid, how can you put that person to leave? Why not send people to the house?"

Bai Qi struggled for a while and continued to say: "Grandpa Guo, Jing Zhaofu Yin received a paper paper, and sent someone to the house.

"At that time, the old lady asked the person to tell Jingzhaofu Yin. This incident was purely unbelievable, so that Jingzhaofu Yin will teach people who have a good told.

"Also, the old lady had a dead order, so that people who are familiar with the matter are not allowed to tell you this ..."

Bai Qi didn't say it again.

The old lady, as Mrs. Guogong and in charge of the backyard, no one in the house did not obey her, and even the people around them did not dare to violate her order.
Chapter completed!