Outside the gate of Hou Mansion.

A thin figure stood at the foot of the steps, wearing a sky-blue robe, which was the standard dress of Daliang literati.

He has a pale face, a short beard on his chin, and a hint of worry in his innocent eyes.

Visitors came from time to time, and when they saw this person, they all looked surprised and came forward to salute.

"I've met Master Jian."

"I've met Jian Temple Supervisor."

"Student, please give your regards to sir."

…

Jian Rong was slightly startled. She raised her eyes to look at the young scholar who appeared in front of her. From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the gift box he was holding in his right hand and asked, "Come to congratulate the Marquis of Zhongshan?"

The scholar nodded in shame and said, "Yes, sir."

Jian Rong sighed in her heart and did not reprimand the other party in public. She just said expressionlessly: "I know."

As if he was being pardoned, the scholar bowed respectfully and then turned around and handed the gift to the servants of the Pei Mansion. He didn't even leave his name and walked away quickly with a panic-stricken look on his face, leaving only the servants of the Pei Mansion who were stunned.

Qin Xian, who was standing not far away, looked at this scene with a complicated expression.

At this moment, Pei Yue strode out of the Hou Mansion. The originally noisy surroundings immediately became quiet, and then a large number of greetings and greetings were heard.

Listening to the changes in silence and movement nearby, Jian Rong calmly watched Pei Yue walking towards her.

"Lord Jian, you are here. Do you have any advice?"

Pei Yue's attitude was slightly indifferent, which was Jian Rong's expected reaction. After all, no matter who was stopped before welcoming the bride, no matter how docile his temper was, he would still be a little angry, not to mention that Pei Yue had never been that kind of person.

A disposition that is willing to swallow one's anger.

Jian Rong calmed down and said straight to the point: "Jian has a few words that I am unhappy with. I hope Marquis Pei doesn't mind."

Pei Yue's first impression of the former imperial censor Zhongcheng was very deep. His act of publicly impeaching the eldest prince at the court meeting was very brave, so the moment he heard Wei Rui's report, he knew that the other party's visit today was not good. However,

He was very confused. At that time, Jian Rong was able to remain unharmed after offending Emperor Kaiping's rebellion, all because he took a step back on his own initiative. Now this move seemed to be repaying kindness with vengeance.

Later, Emperor Kaiping conferred the title of Son of Zhongshan on Pei Yue. Jian Rong was the only civil servant who came to congratulate him. In Pei Yue's view, this was a natural reciprocation. Therefore, after returning from the west, he recommended Jian Rong to Luo Ting as the new supervisor of Shitan Temple.

There are countless people in the court who are eyeing this official position. Who can't see that the Superintendent of Shitan Temple is even more important than the Sixth Minister?

Logically speaking, Jian Rong is a smart person. Even if Luo Ting doesn't reveal the truth, he should know that his opinion as the founder is extremely important in order to be promoted to the supervisor of Carboniferous Temple.

It's okay if you don't appreciate it, why do you still come to make trouble today?

Thinking of this, Pei Yue's tone became more indifferent: "If it is about the specific operation of Carboniferous Temple, Master Jian can come back another day."

Jian Rong shook his head and said: "No, I dare to ask if Marquis Pei is going to welcome the bride?"

Pei Yue knew that this man had an extremely stubborn character, so he did not waste any time in inviting him into the house. He looked around coldly, and the soldiers immediately cleared the place, creating a space for the two of them to talk in peace. After the surroundings calmed down, he looked unkind.

Asked: "So what?"

Jian Rong was not afraid, and said sincerely and firmly: "What Marquis Pei did is very inappropriate."

Pei Yue said nothing and looked at him indifferently.

Jian Rong said sincerely: "Marquis Pei, the Three Books and Six Etiquettes are not original creations of Daliang. They are etiquette laws that have been handed down since ancient times. They can only be used during marriage ceremonies. Now, for the sake of a lady like you, Marquis Pei is determined to destroy the etiquette laws.

Do we know that this is a provocation and contempt for thousands of years of tradition? If everyone in the world imitates Marquis Pei, where will the etiquette remain?"

Pei Yue shook his head and said: "Master Jian's words are too sensational."

Jian Rong sighed softly and said, "Is it true that Marquis Pei is so grand just because of a lady like you?"

Pei Yue couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, and asked: "I wonder what Sir Jian has to say?"

Jian Rong looked up at the grand Hou Mansion behind Pei Yue, and the guests who had just arrived in droves appeared in his mind. His face was very complicated for a moment, and he said slowly: "One hundred and forty years ago, there was a powerful minister named Shi Guang in the former Wei Dynasty.

, three days and one day in Fuzhong

Banquet, a big banquet every five days, with so many items that you can’t take your eyes off it. Not to mention the birthdays of his parents, wife and children, he even took the opportunity to make money by taking concubines. Due to the emperor’s favor and trust in him, all the officials in the capital could not bear to be disturbed.

, I can only prepare gifts and offer them with both hands."

He paused for a moment and sighed: "Now that Marquis Pei is so powerful, he has ascended to the position of the commander-in-chief of the capital camp with a weak title. His Majesty has the favor and trust of his Majesty internally, and he has the strong support of Marquis Guangping externally. He also has a group of people under his command who are capable of conquering and fighting.

Good generals and invincible warriors can be called

The scenery is far superior to that of the predecessors. Looking at the situation today, even if Marquis Pei just married Mrs. Ru, who in the capital can ignore it? Who dares to ignore it? Even my unsatisfactory student has collected a gift, just hoping that he can be here

It left a good impression in front of Marquis Pei."

Hearing this, the anger on Pei Yue's face gradually faded.

Jian Rong added: "Does Marquis Pei know what will happen to Shi Guang in the end? He will be executed in Lingchi! His family will be confiscated and his clan will be exterminated! All the people in the city will applaud him! All the wealth that he collected with all his efforts was brought into the palace, and his boss was ordered to be executed."

It is His Majesty the Emperor who favored him before."

Pei Yue was greatly touched. If he still couldn't hear the true meaning of Jian Rong's words, then he would be hopelessly stupid.

Facing Jian Rong's worried gaze, Pei Yue felt a little helpless.

He really didn't expect that his concubinage would attract so many people's attention, and he didn't expect that it would set off a trend of giving gifts in the capital, including Mo Haoli and Wang Pingzhang. But this didn't mean that he was interested in Jian Rong.

Emperor Kaiping's trust in him was obviously extraordinary, even if part of the reason for this was that the emperor would use the northern camp to cooperate with the southern army in a war to destroy the country, and he believed in the loyalty he showed.

, but this favor is ultimately a bit exaggerated.

He had previously asked Wang Jiuxuan whether his trip was to flatter him, but in fact the emperor was using this method now.

After all, he is too young and will inevitably get carried away. In a short period of time, he can be safe and sound because of the emperor's favor, but over time, it will inevitably arouse public outrage. By then, all the emperor will have to do is push the boat along.

However, he could not say these words directly to Jian Rong, not because he did not believe in the other party's integrity, but because the former censor Zhongcheng was a true gentleman.

The sages once said that a gentleman can be deceived.

So Pei Yue could only whisper: "Master Jian, I have also read this story."

Jian Rong stared into his eyes, wanting to see the man's true heart. However, how could he understand everything that even Emperor Kaiping couldn't do?

After a long time, Jian Rong said with a complicated expression: "The way of a saint is to work without fighting."

Do it without fighting, be good at winning without fighting.

Pei Yue responded: "I would like to be taught."

Jian Rong took a few steps back and suddenly raised her voice and said: "We have different paths and we don't want to work together. Take your leave!"

He turned around and left with anger on his face.

Pei Yue looked at his thin back, his expression gloomy, but he had mixed feelings in his heart.

He knew that Jian Rong wanted to use this gesture to help him avoid unnecessary trouble and suspicion.

There is almost no personal relationship between the two, and coupled with the different circumstances of Daliang's civil and military affairs, Jian Rong's ability to achieve this step is a testament to his character.

Pei Yue suddenly wanted to ask Emperor Kaiping whether every emperor was so suspicious?

If the emperor and his ministers could not trust each other, with the ability of these mainstays in the court, why worry about the peace and prosperity of Daliang?
Chapter completed!