Martial Cultivator

The heavy snowfall before the New Year's Eve should not stop.

According to the practice of previous years, this heavy snowfall is unlikely to continue until New Year’s Eve and the first lunar month.

In fact, according to the old rules of the imperial court, His Majesty the Emperor will ask the Internal Affairs Bureau to prepare gifts for various ministers in the past few days. Although it is nominally His Majesty the Emperor's imperial approval, in fact, it was handled by the Empress in previous years, but now the Empress It was already the day of the funeral, and there were no concubines in the harem. The emperor claimed to be in retreat, but in fact, everyone probably had an idea of ​​where he was now, so those officials who were eligible to receive New Year's gifts from the imperial city did not think about it. Expect to receive the items within these two days.

But in fact, many people still sigh with emotion. Logically speaking, there is not a big problem in the entire Liang Dynasty whether there is the queen, but for some reason, after the queen passed away, the divine city became much deserted. , it is difficult to understand what is the reason.

Zhang Xin, the minister of the Ministry of Personnel, took the imperial examination more than ten years ago and ranked third in high school. He was also the so-called Tanhualang. The position of Minister of the Ministry of Personnel was only after he became the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel the year before last, he had his own house in Dongcheng. This was given by the imperial court. Otherwise, with his pitiful salary, it would not necessarily take many years for him to gain such an inch of land. Buy a house with a lot of money.

Unlike those officials who came from aristocratic families, Zhang Xin came from a truly poor family. He was an ordinary citizen for three generations. It was his talent and intelligence that allowed him to reach where he is now.

Perhaps because of his background, or perhaps because of his own temperament, Zhang Xin has never been very fond of making friends in the court, and has made friends with very few officials. Therefore, even though today is the last rest before the New Year, he only spends time in his study room. I read a book and did not choose to go out.

Looking up out of the window, Zhang Xin, whose temples were already gray, looked at the falling snowflakes and sighed with emotion. He thought that although he had already taken the position of minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs at this age, he knew very well that he still wanted to go there. Climbing forward, it is obvious that there is no great possibility in this life.

When I was a high school prospect,

, originally thought that his career would be smooth sailing in his life, but in fact, later on, he encountered many obstacles in the officialdom, and then he realized that the so-called title of "Third Flower" was nothing more than nonsense.

If he wants to be promoted, he must either have someone in front of him or someone behind him. As a lonely man, working hard all his life is just a ridiculous result.

While I was in a trance, a voice suddenly sounded outside the window, "Master, the palace has come to deliver something."

After hearing this, Zhang Xin stood up and looked out the door with some confusion. The steward stood respectfully on one side, waiting for Zhang Xin to ask.

"Isn't your Majesty... still in retreat? Your Majesty is no longer here. Who is in charge of the New Year's gifts in this palace?"

Now in the Liang Dynasty, Lord Zaifu is temporarily assisting the government, but Lord Zaifu can make decisions on all major issues in the world, but he may not be able to do such small things. After all, who is giving this gift, how to give it, what else does it matter? It is difficult to make decisions about things. Even Zaifu does not dare to make private decisions.

The steward replied softly, "Sir, I heard that Her Royal Highness Princess Anping is in charge now."

Hearing the familiar yet unfamiliar words Her Royal Highness, Zhang Xin was silent for a moment, and sighed softly, "I almost forgot that I have such a Princess in the Liang Dynasty."

Since that old incident, under the deliberate cover-up by the royal family, many people in the capital of God have forgotten this princess.

Now in the turbulent period of the city of God, this princess has stood up again, which really makes people feel a little weird.

"Which father-in-law in the palace is it?"

Zhang Xin tidied up his appearance. No matter which father-in-law came to the house in person, he had to thank him, otherwise he would appear disrespectful to the royal family.

"Master, that father-in-law brought something

Xi then left, saying that there were too many things to do and she would not wait to thank the master. She also said that His Majesty had not arranged these things this year, and there was no need to thank her, a princess. "

The steward spoke softly and repeated what the visitor had said. The most important thing when working as a steward in these official houses is to have a good memory, otherwise no one knows how many things will be missed.

Zhang Xin waved his hand and asked the steward to leave.

Then he sat down again, rubbed his brows, and thought to himself that this princess is the legitimate daughter of His Majesty and the Queen. These things were done so well that no one could fault her at all.

Sitting in front of the window, he was about to take out the book he was reading before and read it again, but after reaching out, he probably felt a little upset, so he took back his hand and just looked at the heavy snow outside the window, whistling non-stop.

The heavy snowfall in Shendu this year is heavier than last year.

Thinking that after this new year, perhaps the entire Liang Dynasty would undergo new changes, and his career would be somewhat different, Zhang Xin became a little excited.

Perhaps it was because of this excitement that he became a little impatient. Perhaps it was not so much impatient, but a different kind of excitement.

In short, no matter what, Zhang Xin can't read books now.

In fact, he had this problem in the early years, and he was reluctant to study when he was excited. Later, he realized that he had such a problem, and even thought that if he did not have this problem, he would not be the top scorer in the imperial examination. But the real number one pick.

Sighing, Zhang Xin felt a little regretful for his past.

"What are you sighing for? You also know that you are going to die today?"

A voice sounded in the study for no reason. Zhang Xin was suddenly startled. He suddenly turned his head and saw a young man in black sitting behind the case, looking through the solitary classics on his bookshelf.

Although he is a minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, Zhang Xin is essentially a scholar and is no different from other scholars.

Collecting the solitary books of those sages is naturally a hobby, but now that he saw such a young man unceremoniously flipping through the things he regarded as treasures, he had no time to get angry, but asked with some fear, "Who are you?" "

The young man in black did not reply to him immediately, but after looking through some old books, he said, "I sent all your gifts to your house."

Zhang Xin was startled, his face changed slightly, and he looked out the window and was about to speak.

"Don't think about it. It will take about half an hour for Zuo Wei's inspection to arrive here, so we can still talk for half an hour."

As if he could tell what Zhang Xin was thinking, the boy in black smiled and spoke.

As a scholar, he has not studied in an academy, and is naturally not a monk. His daily comfort is actually guaranteed by Zuo Wei. Now if Zuo Wei does not appear here, then his safety will naturally not be guaranteed at all. .

But he glanced at the clock and saw that according to Zuowei's practice, the Zuowei's Yamen servant should be here in less than half a quarter of an hour.

The young man in black knew what he was thinking, and said softly, "Actually, even if it takes half an hour, or even just a moment, if I want to kill you, it will be enough time."

Zhang Xin looked at the young man in front of him and suddenly calmed down. He couldn't help but think of many things, and then he asked tentatively, "Your Excellency, you are the commander of Zuowei?"

The young man in black, although his reputation in the capital of the gods is being firmly suppressed by those who are interested these days, where would a smart person want to go?

Chen Chao was a little surprised and said, "I guessed it so quickly. The Minister is worthy of being the man who was hailed as a child prodigy back then!"

Zhang Xin could hear the ridicule in Chen Chao's words, but he was not annoyed. He just asked patiently, "The commander is not in the Zuowei Yamen now, but why is he in my palace?!"

Chen Chao was still sitting and said calmly, "Didn't I tell you before I came that I came to kill you?"