October is the time when the sky is at its shortest light. The moon in Kun Gua is extremely yin and quiet. After November, the yang will be reborn. Although the cold is approaching, the day gradually becomes longer.

Lan Jue didn't feel this way. Especially today, it was cloudy all day, and I didn't hold up a trace of rain or snow. Not long after lunch, I just read two or three volumes of official documents, picked up my pen and wrote four or five pages of paper. When I looked up, it was dark outside the window. The minor official said beside the case: "Sir, go back early, I'm afraid it will snow tonight."

On the way back home, the aroma of the candy-fried chestnuts penetrated into the sedan chair. Lan Jue picked up the curtain and looked out. The street lights were all over the street, the winery and flower windows reflected the figures of people, the smoke from the tea stalls and the food sheds rose, and the scene of the city was thick.

The cold and cold wind came into his sleeves. The followers thought Lan Jue had given instructions and hurried to wait outside the sedan window. Lan Jue signaled him to retreat, put down the curtain of the sedan. At another moment, he picked up a corner again: "Weigh a pound of fried chestnuts."

When the sedan chair reached the door of the mansion, Lan Jue heard the footsteps running hurriedly from the door, and knew that there must be guests at home.

Sure enough, the servant said, Mr. Wang has been here for almost two quarters of an hour.

Before Lan Jue changed his clothes, he went straight to the warm room of the Intermediate Courtyard. Lan Hui stood up from the small table and bowed his hands to greet him. Wang Yan held the chess piece on the other side of the small table and smiled: "Get up early and go to bed late, Lord Lan is really diligent in government affairs." He sniffed again and looked at the paper bag in the hand of Lan Jue's follower behind him, "What is this good thing?"

Lan Jue turned his head and said to his follower: "Give it to Lord Wang to break it."

The follower quickly presented the chestnuts, and Wang Yan looked into the paper bag: "It smells very fragrant, I often smell this smell on the street. Isn't it poisonous? Can you eat one?"

Lan Jue said, "I haven't tried it myself yet, so it cannot be guaranteed to be non-toxic. Lord Wang can eat it first."

The follower said, "Sir, wait for the younger one..." Wang Yan had already pinched a piece from the paper bag, looked in front of him repeatedly, opened the shell and looked at it, and put it into his mouth.

The servant quickly apologized and quickly went to get a basin of water-flavored face towel and handkerchief. Wang Yan chewed it a few times: "Well, it's really good to eat chestnuts like this."

Lan Jue smiled and said, "Mr. Wang actually peels the shell. I admire it. As expected, I don't recognize it with the shell."

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Peizhi don't make fun of me. This thing has a huge bite on the abdomen. Don't you know how to remove the shell? Besides, I should have bought and eaten this thing on the street when I was a child, but I just forgot it." So he cleaned his hands with the basin held by the servant and pinched another one, "I'm going to eat here, you can change the official robe first."

When Lan Jue changed her clothes and returned, Wang Yan was still eating chestnuts. Lan Hui lay opposite him and chewed them. Seeing Lan Jue, the chestnut in his hand was too late to put down, so he quickly stood up first.

Lan Jue looked at the chestnuts on the table again, only half of them were left.

Wang Yan grabbed another one and said, "This thing is like eating a crab, peeling it yourself, which is particularly interesting. Come on, I will keep a lot for you."

Lan Jue also sat down at the table, took a chestnut and peeled it open after cleaning his hands. Wang Yan narrowed his eyes: "Master Lan is very skillful and will not even have any skin and flesh. It seems that he has practiced it."

Lan Jue said lightly to throw the shell into the disc: "It's not just practiced, but the kung fu that has been achieved since childhood has been a little unfamiliar in recent years."

But eating such chestnuts when he was a child was a luxury for him. It was not easy to eat enough, and of course he had no money to buy such snacks. For the first time, the aunt who sold fried chestnuts at the entrance of the alley where he lived saw him looking from afar and stuffed him a handful. At that time, he really felt that he had eaten the immortal fruit dragon marrow, but his father beat him up and said that he was given a gift to others, which was a disgrace to his family tradition.

Later, every winter girl would try her best to survive, secretly hiding a few dollars and not letting her father buy wine. She bought him fried chestnuts for her. She couldn't even weigh half a pound, but she could only weigh two or three taels, and the bottom of the paper bag could not cover it.

The first time he bought chestnuts generously was when he took the exam. He had just earned a bag of silver from Wang Yan and told Gu Qingzhang that you and I were not from the same place. He felt that he should be extravagant, so he ran to the restaurant and ordered a few dishes, all of which were meat. He ordered a pot of wine. After eating and drinking by himself, he saw a chestnut seller on the road, and weighed a large bag, at least one pound, and was dizzy and threw the money away.

After returning, Gu Qingzhang waited for him in the room: "Peizhi..."

He remembered that he was talking big, saying, "You and I are not the same way, so there is no need to force each other. I am actually such a person. I don't want to tarnish your reputation. Why not just cut the mat and let it go, please go back." The stall went straight to the lamp to read. Gu Qingzhang sat next to the table behind him. Lan Jue actually couldn't see anything, so he was stunned at the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages, flipped the pages.

Gu Qingzhang made tea and put it to his hand. Lan Jue pretended that he didn't see it, so he made another pot by himself.

Gu Qingzhang said: "Pengzhi, my tea pot was a little thicker just now, and your pot seemed to be clearer. Can I drink it?"

Lan Jue pretended not to hear it, Gu Qingzhang took the cup and poured it over, but he pretended not to see it.

Gu Qingzhang held the cup and took the book from his desk again, turned back to the table behind him and sat, and said, "Peizhi, what is in your paper bag? It smells so good."

Lan Jue still refused. After a while, he heard Hula. It was Gu Qingzhang who took off the paper bag and then clicked, and the sound of peeling the shell was crisp.

Lan Jue still put everything into a cloud, and continued to practice Zen at the two shadows' floating book. The sound of peeling the shells behind him was evenly sounded, occasionally mixed with the sound of flipping the pages.

I don’t know how long it took, Lan Jue was anxious and had to get up to go to the toilet. The door of the room suddenly opened and the cold air poured in. Gu Qingzhang next to the table suddenly burst out: “Himmer~”

Lan Jue glanced out of the corner of his eyes, and the chestnut shells on the square table were as thick as a mountain, laying a piece of wrinkled and empty chip paper: "You have finished that big bag?"

Gu Qingzhang said, "I burp before I knew it... I burp~" quickly grabbed the water cup. Lan Jue couldn't bear it anymore and walked to the table to grab the cup: "I stuffed a big bag of chestnuts and poured herbal tea, are you looking for death?"

Gu Qingzhang looked guilty: "Pengzhi, hiccup, I'm sorry. I know, hiccup, I'll give you a pack tomorrow, hiccup~~"

Lan Jue kicked the door first and blocked the cold wind: "Okay, I'll go and see if there is any remaining fire in the kitchen, and get a pot of hot water first."

As a result, after drinking hot tea, Gu Qingzhang stopped burping, but he couldn't stand up. He was so supportive.

Lan Jue had to drag him to the bed first and press it into the quilt. The first time in his life, he went back to the pharmacy to grab the medicine for digestion. In the morning of winter, the pot was cooked in mung bean porridge. Gu Qingzhang was drinking the medicine juice, and there were new burnt bubbles on the corner of his mouth, and he was still asking him which one bought the chestnuts.

"I saw it on the street, but I haven't bought it before. It smells fragrant and tastes better."

Lan Jue was surprised: "You haven't eaten fried chestnuts?"

"Did I come from my village? There is no such food in the countryside, but there is only in the city."

"Young Master Gu, have you never entered the city?"

"Peizhijian laughed when he was young."

Wang Yan peeled the chestnuts: "I am unfamiliar with this thing, so Peizhi laughed." He looked at Lan Jue who was pinching the chestnuts and was stunned, "Pezhi..."

Lan Jue was slightly shocked, retracted his thoughts, and put down the peeled chestnuts in his hand: "It's already a little cold. If it's cold, it's not good to eat it anymore. If you eat too much, you will get a heat and have a food accumulation."

Wang Yan said oh, threw the chestnut into the plate and clapped his hands: "Then let's take it away."

After removing the table from left to right, Lan Jue ordered people to take Lan Hui and brew new tea.

After all the people retreated, Wang Yan pulled the floating Ye in the middle of the cup and said, "Pengzhi, your eyes are dark and your face is blue and white, and it is particularly obvious under the lamp. Just getting up early and going to bed late, it is not as if you don't sleep all night. I heard that Mr. Gong is trying to retire recently, and it is indeed at the critical moment, but it should not be too damaging to your body."

Lan Jue smiled and said, "Thank you for your care by Brother Mo Wen. You know even Master Gong's rumors. It's still unknown whether they are true or not. Even if they come true, I have been in this position for a few years and I dare not say that I can do it well. At least I am familiar with it. I have a thick skin. Even if it is a stricter adult who presides over the Ministry of Rites, I will not be worried that I can't sleep at night."

Gong Shangshu's health is getting worse day by day, and it is probably difficult to hold on for too long. There are a few speculations that Lan Jue will be the successor. In the eyes of others, he coveted this position for a long time. But it is not his turn to sit in this position now. Even Wang Yan has not yet been promoted to this high position, so he has to wait slowly.

It seems that the candidate to take over has been decided. Although Wang Yan's words just now were joking, there was also a reminder.

Wang Yan said: "Why is the reason why Peizhi is sleepless?"

Lan Jue said: "It's not that I can't sleep, but I've just been dreaming recently."

He doesn't like dreaming, but sometimes he often dreams. Close his eyes and is the past, the past, the past, and the past, and has been crowded with him recently.

The past has gone, and the current person is the person.

Dreams are illusory, and when you look back, you will be in vain.

"I learned a trick when I was studying. If I didn't want to dream, I would just stay up all night and stay up late, and I would be able to have fun without dreams."

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at him, and took out a roll of paper from his sleeve: "I wonder if these things can make you sleep better tonight, but I think it's hard. I have some news about what you and I said when we went to court that day. It's useless. It's really a crystal-carved egg, and there's no gap. Neither Ling Yue nor Ling's brother-in-law can be as flawless. To say abruptly, Qingliu's next generation pillar, and the one that carries the beam is not in Ling Yue's family."

Lan Jue smiled and said, "Before Lan entered the court, she was already shining with holy light. If there was a black spot on the pure glass, it would be scared." He put away the paper roll, "It's time for dinner to be done after the kitchen. Can Lord Wang be willing to use it before leaving?"

Wang Yan said with great relief: "Baba waited for so long, and finally waited for the meal. Thank you Peizhi."

Wang Yan returned home after dinner at Lanjue's mansion. It was nearly the second update. As soon as he got off the sedan chair, a servant rushed over from the shadow of a tree: "The adults actually left the side door. The young men are late to pick them up. I'm sorry. Uncle Li and others waited at the main door for half a night."

When Wang Yan heard this title, he knew something was happening: "My father is here?"

The servant rested: "The master is in the inner hall."

In the inner hall, the candles with thick arms were shining brightly. Master Wang sat upright in the hall, and the servants on both sides were arranged in a row. As soon as Wang Yan arrived at the door, Master Wang spoke, "Enter."

Wang Yan stepped into the threshold: "Dad."

The left and right salutes immediately and they all retreated. The door leaf closed, except for the crackling wicks, and no noise was heard.

Wang Yan said: "Dad, why are you here at this time?"

Master Wang half-closed his eyes and swept him coldly: "I am in front of me and I can't even politely. How can I get the rules for the rebellious son!"

Wang Yan said: "Dad once taught his son that he could temporarily get rid of the common rituals when he was anxious." He said, but he bowed and said, "Dad has been to his son's kennel in the middle of the night, and I don't know what teachings are there?"

Master Wang exhaled with an erection: "Bastard, you dare to scold you! It turns out that he is just a fool who is stupid. I will be angry sooner or later by you and Axuan!"

Wang Yan bowed his head respectfully: "My son has been following the rules recently, and there are still some mistakes in some unknown place. Please correct me."

Master Wang stroked his beard and sighed: "Forget it, it's not the time to smile. Please reflect on yourself. Apart from what you think of it, what extras do you have?"

Wang Yan said: "I have been obedient recently and only handled official duties. In addition, I have only helped a friend check some minor matters."

Master Wang narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a moment, and then said, "Yan'er, you are different from A Xuan, and you have always made your father worry. Dad knows that you have the intention of being upward, but the investigation of the rioters and plotting rebellion is indeed a great achievement, and it is extremely difficult to control the degree. If there is a slight deviation, the achievements will turn into a disaster. Let's say more clearly between the two of you. If this matter is easy to grasp, it will not reach Deng Xu. Do you understand?"

Wang Yanyi was silent for a moment before saying, "Dad, my son has never heard of any troubled party."

Master Wang smiled slightly.

Zhang Ping suddenly became normal.

All the officials in the county government felt that it seemed that they had just slept for a while. When they opened their eyes, County Chief Zhang looked completely fresh. He stopped frowning and no longer walked around. He looked around and touched the file library and entered the file library. He was devoted and focused on the county annals.

What happened that night

There is such an unreliable and indescribable thing that seems to be the gossip of the servants in the house. First, County Magistrate Zhang brought back a bunch of beautiful books. It seems that Mr. Chen entered the room of Zhang County Magistrate Zhang. After some unrecognizable fights and words, Mr. Chen rushed out of Zhang County Magistrate Zhang's room. Then, County Magistrate Zhang finished reading all the beautiful books and became a lonely and lonely person, only burying himself in official duties, no longer asking about anything else.

Even when Li Zhuan Li took the initiative to show him the account book, County Magistrate Zhang said lightly that there is no need to collect the county annals, there is no need to read it.

Then, within one day, the boundary diagram was drawn.

In a few days, two large items were built and compiled. The clerks who assisted the proofreading were not wrong. Although they were a little rigid and lacked literary talent than the previous county annals, they were indeed more concise and practical.

After reviewing, Magistrate Shao said with relief: "I know that Lord Zhang is absolutely reassuring to do things."

Zhang Ping did not go to the street for a short while, which made Magistrate Shao secretly wonder for a while.

And the crazy uncle and nephew, and nephew, asked charlatans everywhere to play the role of great gods for the uncle. Anyone who claimed to be a master or was called a supernatural power would be rejected. It has become a stranger in the county, and it seems to be really crazy. Compared with Zhang Ping's attitude, Magistrate Shao suspected that he might have been worried the day before yesterday.

Chen Chou was also surprised. He also felt like he had a sleep. After opening his eyes, he was chasing his hot naked vision and disappeared. Zhang Ping became the same Zhang Ping as before.

Chen Chou breathed a sigh of relief, and felt uncomfortable for a moment. It was like a toothache that had been hurt for a long time. It suddenly fell and stopped hurting, but there was a pit left there, which was a little empty.

Chen Chou found out about the progress of the case from Zhang Ping, but he didn't find out what the key was found. Zhang Ping only said that some things were to be verified and could not be judged, and then he just focused on compiling the county annals.

Moreover, although Zhang Ping stopped looking at Chen Chou, and others often looked at Chen Chou, because all his eyes were far less enthusiastic than Zhang Ping at that time, Chen Chou was refined and glanced at the small path and made a cloud pass by. Since the case had not made any progress, Chen Chou temporarily put his heart back to his stomach and assisted Zhang Ping in compiling the county annals.

After the review of the two items, Zhang Ping began to develop the characters' entries.

On this day, Zhang Ping suddenly said to Chen Chou that he had something to ask for.

Chen Chou has been having a comfortable life these days, and has long put his worries behind him and immediately said, "Brother Zhang, how can you use the word "seeking" between you and me? Just say anything."

Zhang Ping said: "The chapter on Filial Sons must be added with chants. I am not good at writing such things."

Chen Chou patted his chest and said, "Small matter! Actually, I can't write well, but if you feel at ease, you will cover it with me!"

The little official made a fuss: "Young Master Chen is really the best friend of Lord Zhang. You have the help of your elders in everything."
Chapter completed!