Bingwen looked at the beginning of summer, and then looked at the same ignorant Su Qian'an. For no reason, they were pushed towards the study by the beginning of summer.

At the beginning of summer, he pushed them into the study, said hello at the door and went to find Kong Changhui.

When Kong Changhui returned to Mingxiang garden, Shi Zhongfei had told him that the young Marquis was in the backyard. Kong Changhui called Jiao Shi to inquire. He learned that they were still talking and wanted to wait for early summer to be empty. He visited in the past, but he didn't expect to come in person in early summer.

He opened the door, made a hasty salute, and turned sideways to let him in at the beginning of summer.

Kong Changhui poured him a cup of tea. Before he could open his mouth, he reported in advance: "Pang Weiguang is now in death row. Weichen has arranged people to take good care of him. Young master, don't worry."

At the beginning of summer, the hand holding the tea cup was stiff and looked at him with a smile: "now you are strange to guess your meaning. It seems that Jing Qibin didn't teach you anything."

Kong Changhui was stunned. He thought in his heart that there was really nothing else to find him in early summer. Was it difficult for him to guess wrong?

Kong Changhui couldn't think of it for a moment, so he simply didn't think about it. According to what he thought in his heart, he said truthfully: "it's not because it's the young master's business that Wei Chen put it in his heart."

At the beginning of summer, he sipped his tea: "you are better than Xie Jiming to be an official."

Kong Changhui's face showed humility: "the understanding of great talents is above me."

At the beginning of summer, he put down his tea lamp and smiled: "it's one thing to learn the way of being an official, and it's another thing to do things."

The more Kong Changhui ponders, the more he feels that this remark is not effective. In early summer, does this mean that he is not as good at learning as Xie Jiming, but he is more tactful than Xie Jiming?

"I'm praising you for both. Don't think about it. Xie Jiming is very talented, but he is too stubborn." At the beginning of summer, seeing his face embarrassed, he smiled and motioned him to sit down. He was worried that if Kong Changhui was promoted to the position of secretary of Dali temple in the near future, it would not be too fast.

After all, the cases accepted by Dali temple are different from the Ministry of punishment. The lowest rank cases in Dali temple are three grades. If Kong Changhui won't be flexible, I'm afraid it will hurt him if he is promoted.

Kong Changhui sat down and listened to what he said. He felt a little at ease. Then he sighed: "Lord Xie is afraid that he only wants to be a generation of famous Qing officials."

"Is Jing Qibin any different these two days?" At the beginning of summer, he asked his immediate boss.

"Lord Jing has transferred several people these two days. It seems that he is staring at someone in turn." Kong Changhui did think of one thing after he mentioned it. He didn't know the specific event, but those people were not on duty without orders. He noticed it and said it after asking in early summer.

At the beginning of summer, Jing Qibin's curiosity is really great.

Kong Changhui didn't know what he meant by this smile, so he asked directly, "do you need Weichen to check for the young master?"

Early summer shook his head: "no, you can give me the list of those transferred out."

Kong Changhui recalled it carefully, then went to the bookcase and silently came out and presented it to early summer.

At the beginning of summer, he folded the paper and put it away: "in the death row, you should arrange a proper person to take care of it."

Kong Changhui hurriedly said, "Wei Chen looks after him day by day."

At the beginning of summer, he waved his hand: "you can't. You have to find a reliable person to replace you."

"Ah?" Kong Changhui blinked and didn't know why.

"Before long, you won't be in the criminal department. Please arrange one." At the beginning of summer, he walked to the door and just turned back to him. Without waiting for his answer, he pulled the door and went out.

When he returned to his study again in the early summer, Bingwen had almost explained to Su Qian'an.

At the beginning of summer, he said to Su Qian'an, "let's go. It's estimated that he's impatient to go to Yixiang building."

Bingwen spat at Xia Chu: "I'm going to connect with Li Xinlan."

At the beginning of summer, "tut" said, "I didn't say you went to Yixiang building to see Miss Xianli..."

Bingwen twitched the corners of his mouth like a toothache. At the beginning of summer, he smiled and waved to Su Qian'an, and then went out of his study. He left Bingwen who was talking and reading in detail in the house.

At the beginning of summer, he returned to Hou's house and asked Su Qian'an not to follow him recently. If he had nothing to do, he would get together with Bingwen and them more or spend more time with Qian le.

Su Qian'an's protest was invalid, so he had to retreat and walk towards Su Yuan.

When he returned to yunqi courtyard in early summer, he saw Han SA still with a black and blue face and a swollen face outside the courtyard. He walked over and patted him on the shoulder with a sad look.

Han SA hummed twice: "young master, if you really hurt me, withdraw this order."

At the beginning of summer, his eyes brightened, turned to him and said, "what you said is very reasonable."

Cold SA smelled that his face turned sad into joy. His swollen eyes widened vigorously and looked at the beginning of summer.

"But I don't care about you. I just think your daily injury hasn't decreased, which shows that you haven't made any progress these days." Xia Chu looked regretful. Then he shook his head and walked freely.

Han Sa's face was stunned, and he wanted to spit out a mouthful of congestion on his chest

"Young master, the king is really in a good mood today." Han SA said to his back, biting his teeth.

At the beginning of summer, I stopped to look back and looked at his green and yellow face and smiled: "so?"

Han SA pulled out a smile from the corner of his mouth, but it happened that this face is really not very good-looking now. When he smiled, he looked more and more seeping: "young master, you'll know when you go in."

At the beginning of summer, he frowned and saw the door close in front of him. He didn't bother to break with him and walked to the room.

When the Raven at the door saw that he came back, he didn't need him to speak, so he walked towards his room by himself. At the beginning of summer, he looked at his back, but the door suddenly opened from inside.

Xiao mubai, with a cold face and a hint of anger, reached out and pulled him in.

At the beginning of summer, his slender sword eyebrows frowned, and his long and straight eyelashes cast a dark shadow on his frosty side face. The slender body is straight and sharp. Although the breath is restrained, the domineering and cold momentum is shrouded around.

At the beginning of summer, I finally knew what the sentence Han SA said before entering the house meant.

It seems that Xiao mubai's mood is really, really, really bad to the extreme. No wonder Han SA just smiled at the door of the hospital. He looked at it and seeped into people.

At the beginning of the summer, the heart was empty and decided to strike first. He went to the table and sat down. He looked unhappy and asked with feigned anger, "when did you put the dark guard next to me?"

Xiao mubai clapped his hand on his desk and leaned down to stare at him. Feng's eyes were filled with anger. Unexpectedly, they were so cold and fierce: "if the king hadn't put Jiang Yan beside you, you would be ready to take that whip today, wouldn't you?"