Chapter 369

Cui Xuhong thought that it was Lord Ju who married early summer, so he was talking about early summer. He was a relative of the emperor, so he had to forgive people.

At the beginning of summer, he tilted his head, blinked his smart eyes, supported his right elbow with his left hand, gently rubbed his chin with his right hand, and smiled meaningfully: "not soon..."

Cui Xuhong's face was startled and his heart trembled. Lord Ju has always been clean. Is it difficult for him to talk about it? He was held in his hand in early summer?

In addition, he couldn't think of any other reason why Lord Ju was soon not the Minister of rites. As soon as he read this, he was even more frightened: "what does the little Marquis mean when he said the post of minister of rites?"

At the beginning of summer, he didn't look at him, drooping his eyelids and dragging the tail: "what do I mean..."

Cui Xuhong felt more and more uneasy in his heart. Seeing the smile on his face, he was hairy in his bones. Now he realized that the little Marquis smiled more and more brightly, and his stomach was more and more bad. He couldn't guess about it, so he had to ask for instructions: "I hope the little Marquis can speak frankly. If the old minister has spare power, he will help me."

At the beginning of summer, with his hands behind his back, he strolled in front of Cui Xuhong. Obviously, he was shorter than him, but it seemed that Cui Xuhong bowed slightly, but his back was straight at the beginning of summer. On the contrary, Cui Xuhong was oppressed by the momentum of bullying at the beginning of summer, and said to him, "I really need the help of Lord Cui. I recommend Lord Xie as the Minister of rites."

Cui Xuhong's face coagulated. Isn't that equal to hitting him in the face?

No one in the work department hates Xie Jiming. Since the last morning, Cui Xuhong has not deliberately made trouble for Xie Jiming, but he is also very courteous and alienated.

The discerning people in the court knew that they were at odds, but they didn't know why Cui Xuhong didn't dare to be angry or speak.

He had to swallow his anger and let Xie Jiming dictate in his work department. Now he has to recommend Xie Jiming to the Minister of rites in person. Where does his old face go?

"Lord Cui looks very embarrassed..." at the beginning of summer, he came up to him and looked up at his face. A layer of cold light spread from the bottom of his eyes and looked at Cui Xuhong.

Cui Xuhong is really unwilling to let Xie Jiming be on an equal footing with him from now on. How can he swallow this tone.

At the beginning of summer, seeing him silent, he stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, turned his head to his shoulder and whispered to his ear, "you don't want Lord Xie to stay in the work department, why not? If Lord Xie knows what I know, I'm afraid it's Lord Cui who can't stay in the work department in the future."

Cui Xuhong's body stiffened when he heard the speech, and his words at the beginning of summer hit his weakness.

Although he was afraid of early summer, he knew that early summer had requirements, and they still had room for negotiation and bargaining.

But if someone who understands Ji Ming's pedantry, I'm afraid it's a gut straight to the end. Regardless, he has to stop until he dies.

Therefore, after weighing the two sides, he felt that losing some face was better than leaving a snake in the work department to guard against being bitten by him all day.

"What the little Marquis said is, but at present, Lord Ju still holds the post of minister of rites." Cui Xuhong wanted to understand, but he was not hypocritical. He replied to the beginning of summer.

"It doesn't matter. When he leaves office, you can recommend him at the right time." At the beginning of summer, I didn't think so and said it with great certainty.

"What if Mr. Ju is re elected?" Cui Xuhong doesn't know where the confidence comes from in early summer. It's not so easy to bring down such a hard Ju backstage.

"I haven't been here before." At the beginning of summer, he said with great ease. When he came to the door, he turned his head to him and said, "Lord Cui still told me to withdraw the people in the house so that I can touch them and leave."

Cui Xuhong was stunned. For the first time, he saw that someone would secretly say so openly and aboveboard. He stepped forward and bowed to the beginning of summer: "let the old minister go out first and take the people in the house elsewhere, so that the little Marquis can leave."

At the beginning of summer, he nodded and sideways gave way. He still likes to deal with smart people like Cui Xuhong. He doesn't have to bother and work hard when he speaks.

Cui Xuhong opened the door and ordered West yuan to follow him to the hall with his hands. At the beginning of summer, he took this opportunity to slip out of the door. With a slight tip of his foot, he quietly flew over the eaves and walls, jumped over the ridge of the house and walked on the ground.

Finally, he jumped off the roof, and soon the Raven fell down with him. He turned his head and snapped his fingers at the Raven. He swaggered past with him from the attendant Miao Zhan left by Jing Qibin. He saw that Miao Zhan was still concentrating on the door of Cui's house and disappeared into the crowd with a smile.

In the middle of the corner, Bingwen and Su Qianan have been waiting in the spring breeze of yinweizhai.

When the Raven came with him in early summer, the waiter greeted him and said to him, "childe Bingwen and brother Su have been waiting for some time."

At the beginning of summer, he nodded and asked him in a warm voice, "did Bingwen and Su Qian Anke order?"

The waiter shook his head: "that hasn't happened yet. He must have waited for the young master to come before ordering."

At the beginning of summer, he nodded, then reported a series of dish names, and ordered him to start the dishes directly without sending them upstairs. Finally, he turned his head and said to his back: "go to two more alts of blue bridge Fengyue."

The waiter looked back and smiled. Yes, it was only in early summer that he stepped into the spring breeze.

Bingwen saw him come in and hurriedly got up and pulled a chair for him: "what's the matter today?"

After sitting down in early summer, he pretended to be angry: "we used to get together to drink without anything. Now we can't ask you to be the son of our family?"

Bingwen sat down next to him and said with a helpless smile, "you know I don't mean that."

At the beginning of summer, I immediately smiled: "do you remember the first time we met?"

Bingwen's face coagulated. Naturally, he remembered it. It's hard to forget it.

Outside, I remembered the knock of the waiter. The Raven wanted to open the door, but Su Qian'an took the lead and opened the door.

The waiter served dishes one after another: "west lake vinegar fish, Dongpo meat, Longjing shrimp, butterfly floating in the sea, rock sugar Xianglian, crab soup, and two jars of blue bridge wind moon."

At the beginning of summer, he took over the blue bridge Fengyue, motioned the waiter to step down, poured two glasses of wine, pushed one to him and held the other in his hand. Condensing the good wine in the cup, he said gently, "lead it. Your favorite blue bridge wind and moon is brewed by the red yeast in your hometown."

Bingwen's body stiffened and was shocked. He reached for the wine glass and looked at the dishes on the table. Then he understood why he asked him in early summer, but he still remembered when he first met.

However, after more than half a year, it seems like yesterday, but it seems like another world.