The emperor picked up the calligraphy and paintings that he often played with.

handed it to the fair and fair, "Spread my word, Liang Aiqing has both ability and political integrity, does not form a party for personal gain, and is a model for hundreds of officials." ”

"I will give it today with precious calligraphy and paintings, forgetting that I will keep my heart and live up to my heart."

An hour later.

Inside the small house.

A sharp voice rang out, "Spread the word of the saint." ”

"The county lord of Jinning is the county lord of my Daqi, who is lan-hearted, gentle and virtuous, and very heartfelt."

"A special house has been used as a temporary residence."

"Jinning County ......"

Gonggong De bowed down and said with a smile, "The emperor rewarded you with a mansion, this is the title deed, and the slave brought it to you." ”

"It's just that the house here has been abandoned for a while, and the palace has been cleaned by people."

"The county lord of Jinning, please wait for two days before you can move in."

Song Qingyuan heard this, and hurriedly shouted, "Thank you, Lord Longen!" ”

Then he got up, stretched out his hand to take the title deed, and handed it to Shen Biqing behind him.

Turning to the fair, "Father-in-law is coming to the cold house, please go to the living room to rest for a while." ”

Gonggong De hurriedly waved his hand, "The kindness of the county lord of Jinning has been appreciated, but he still has the emperor's order in his body, so he can't delay." ”

"Jinning County Lord, farewell!"

After Father-in-law De finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Song Qingyuan hurriedly glanced at the red sleeves.

Red Sleeves understood, stepped forward and said, "Father-in-law, wait a minute!" ”

Then, Red Sleeves took out a bag of silver from his bosom and stuffed it into the hands of Father-in-law De.

I only heard Song Qingyuan say, "This is tea money for my father-in-law, and I hope my father-in-law will not shirk it." ”

Gonggong De glanced at Song Qingyuan, then accepted the silver, and said with a smile on his face, "Thank you County Lord Jinning!" ”

Then accompanied by Red Sleeves, he left the small courtyard.

Song Qingyuan looked at the land deed in Shen Biqing's hand, and his thoughts flowed for a while.

I thought of the figure of Jinyiwei I saw outside the door two days ago, and laughed out loud.

The emperor must have learned what she had done and was satisfied, so he specially ordered someone to reward her with a mansion.

Maybe at the same time, knock and knock the third prince.

"Since it is a ...... from the emperor"

Song Qingyuan smiled brightly at Shen Biqing, "Then second sister-in-law, let's prepare to move!" ”

She was thinking about changing a more spacious place for Da Lang and San Lang, so that the two of them would not live here.

Isn't it just right that there is this mansion now?

…………

There are many people in the capital, the forces are intertwined, and the news is even better.

Song Qingyuan was given a mansion, and Liang Shoufu was rewarded with a picture scroll, which was also quickly accurate, and it was transmitted to the ears of all forces.

In this regard, everyone reacted differently, with a few happy and a few sad.

At this time, Song Qingyuan finally gave an answer to each family on the matter of electing officials.

That is, all of them gathered at Pudu Temple, sat in front of the Buddha, and were screened by the national teacher according to the Buddha's will.

At this time, inside the Pudu Temple.

Song Qingyuan handed over all the information of Jinyiwei and the candidates from the investigation to Master Pratt & Whitney. The fastest update of the network Computer: www.. com/

At the same time, he was given the final list of those whom she had chosen.

On the list, Zhang Liang, the second prince, the third prince, and Su Ge Lao's people are all impressively listed.

And Master Qian was arranged by her, from the position of Bapin, that is, a charity master book.

"What does the master think?"

"Is there anything in this list that needs to be deleted?"

Song Qingyuan asked.

"Amitabha!"

Master Puhui shook his head, "The old man is not a popular thing, so it's good for the county lord of Jinning to be in charge." ”

"It's just this money ......"

"Master Qian!"

Song Qingyuan answered.

"Oh! Master Qian. ”

Master Pratt & Whitney nodded.

"I don't know why the county lord of Jinning arranged him in the position of Cong Bapin?"

"Since he is his own person, the old man might as well mention him and be a secretary from the seventh grade."

"No!"

Song Qingyuan flatly refused.

Shaking his head, he said, "It's not that Uncle Qian can't do it, but it's not appropriate to compete with others at this time." ”

At this time, the three from the position of the seventh grade, all forces are eyeing each other and competing with each other.

If she picked up Master Qian at this time, it would definitely be like pulling him to a hot pan to bake.

If you are not careful, you will be gnawed by other forces.

Taking a step back is to avoid the limelight and to protect him.

And located in Congbapin, it is indeed a position that can be attacked and defended.

It can be used to deal with all parties and play with ease.

When everything calms down, with her help, there may not be no chance to enter again in the future.

As the saying goes, endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky, so it is.

"Amitabha!"

Master Puhui said the Buddha name.

"That is the case, according to what the county lord of Jinning said."

As he spoke, he accepted the list handed over by Song Qingyuan and the detailed information.

"That's ......"

Master Puhui thought about it, and the people recommended by various forces may not all be in the capital.

So he said, "Then let everyone gather in Pudu Temple within 15 days to elect officials in front of the Buddha's seat." "New Bayi Chinese Network first published www.. com m.. com

"Everything is according to the words of Master Pratt & Whitney."

Song Qingyuan should go down.

After playing two more games of chess with the old monk, he took his leave and left.

As soon as I got home, I saw Mu Zhuoxi sitting in the living room, sipping tea.

"What kind of gust of wind is this, blowing the little marquis here?"

Song Qingyuan sat down on the side and asked politely, "I don't know what the little marquis is coming today, what is the so-called matter?" ”

"Good thing!"

Mu Zhuoxi put down the teacup and raised his eyebrows beautifully, "Master sent you silver." ”

Sending silver?

Song Qingyuan's eyebrows moved.

Will this little marquis give her silver?

She didn't believe it.

It can only be said that there is nothing to be done, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

Song Qingyuan looked over vigilantly.

"Heh~"

Mu Zhuoxi sneered.

"I also know how to guard against the master!"

"Hmm!" Song Qingyuan nodded, not to be careful.

"It's a bit cautious!" Mu Zhuoxi praised casually.

Then he said, "I'll tell you the truth, the third prince has already spoken,"

"If anyone dares to bid for that mansion, they will be enemies of the three princes."

"Tsk!"

Mu Zhuoxi was speechless and looked at Song Qingyuan playfully.

"Think about it, does anyone in Beijing dare to offend the prince of the dynasty?"

And it is also one of the princes who are competitive with the storage position.

"What about His Royal Highness the Second Prince?"

Song Qingyuan said casually.

Since it is a competitor, such an opportunity to slap the face, the second prince should not miss it.

"The second prince wants to buy ......"

Mu Zhuoxi spread his hands, "It's a pity...... He has no money! ”

"Not every prince is as generous as the third prince!"

Mu Zhuoxi explained, "Besides, what the emperor wants to see is the picture of brothers, friends and brothers. ”

"In such a public view, slapping his younger brother in the face, the second prince would not do this if he was not stupid."

Mu Zhuoxi clasped his hands and looked at it with a squint, as if he was confident.

Song Qingyuan frowned.

If the second prince didn't dare, in this way, there was really no one in Beijing who dared to buy the house she photographed......

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