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Chapter 3 Persuasion

A strange light flashed in Feng Wuhen's eyes, and he instantly returned to normal. Zuo Jinhuan was just a young man who had no experience in the world. How could he understand the thoughts of such a big man? Although the expression on his face was calm, he was still uneasy in his heart. He was not an ordinary playboy, so he never hoped that the prince in front of him would lower his evaluation of himself due to today's nonsense, so he tried his best to appear calm and confident.

"Young Master Zuo," as soon as Feng Wuhen spoke, Zuo Jinhuan stood up in great fear, "Isn't it a pity for the Seventh Prince to call him this? Just call him a bad name, otherwise my father would definitely denounce the students for not being polite when he goes back."

"Since that's the case, Jinhuan, you don't have to be a student at once, and it sounds strange. "Feng Wuhen signaled that Zuo Jinhuan didn't have to be so restrained, but he was considering the value of this meeting in his heart. Zuo Fanchen is an important figure in the He family's party. Unexpectedly, his son was an impulsive person, but it was generally good, much better than those playboys. "Since you have been with the prince's mansion today, you are destined to follow the previous incident. I don't want to pursue the previous incident, but Mingjue wants you to say hello by yourself. After all, you were wrong before. If he insisted on suing you for blackmail, you might have to get into trouble."

Zuo Jinhuan felt ashamed and ashamed. He had long been accustomed to the arrogant attitude towards life. Now that he was being pointed out by the superiors, he was suddenly a little discouraged. With his father's power in the local area, he had never made friends with sincerity. The few people just admired his family's wealth, or were deliberately approached by the elders. Over time, he lost the idea of ​​making friends and his temperament became worse and worse.

"I will definitely remember what Your Highness said today." Zuo Jinhuan still couldn't change his respectful attitude, but then he opened his face bitterly, "But I really don't dare to go to Lord Ming. If he refuses to forgive me,..." He dared not say the following sentence. He would never tell the prince that he was afraid of Ming Jue to take action.

Feng Wuhen also saw Zuo Jinhuan's concerns. When he met for the first time, he was always bad. He could only take this opportunity to plant a seed of conviction in his heart, which could also be useful in the future. If Zuo Fanchen knew that he was trying to make his son, if he could really recognize the situation, he might have taken some measures. Thinking of He Furong's decline from his original decline to his current rise, and he would curry favor with him from time to time, Feng Wuhen showed a sarcastic smile on his face, which was just a method he had used. Could it be that He Furong could not come up with a new trick?

Faced with Zuo Jinhuan's words, Feng Wuhen was seriously thinking about the current situation. The third prince Feng Wuyan and the fourth prince Feng Wuhou had both returned to the capital. Although they did not make much achievements, it was not easy to escape without any hesitation. Therefore, the father still issued an order to comfort them. Feng Wuyan, who had originally had hope of becoming a crown prince, had changed his storm after returning. Many of the ministers who were originally loyal to him changed their flags along the wind direction. He was afraid that he was the one who was most angry. Two years ago, although the sixth prince Feng Wuqing had not yet recalled, the father sent Lao Ba and Lao Jiu out together, saying it was a training, but in fact, what he was afraid of was probably the princes' formation of cliques, which was even more terrible than the fact that there were many cliques in the court.

"Jin Huan, with your temper, I'm afraid that this time I've been to Beijing, have you been provoking a lot of people?" He accompanied Zuo Jinhuan to say hello to Ming Jue. Feng Wuhen turned around and said, "There are no more famous families in Beijing than Jiangsu. There are many famous families. Today, if you mess around, you will be distracted from the taboo of Lord He, the Minister of Justice. Then Boss Wei is his brother-in-law. Aren't you causing trouble for Lord Zuo?"

Zuo Jinhuan was embarrassed and did not dare to speak. This time he went to Beijing to take the exam, his grandmother originally sent him out to relax, but his father always opposed it. According to Zuo Fanchen's intention, his son was irritable and he would not cause trouble only when he brought him to Beijing to report his job. However, he could not resist his mother's request, so he could only let Zuo Jinhuan. This young man was also greedy for freshness. Although he lived in his uncle's house in Beijing, he always wandered out all day long, making the old-fashioned old man very angry.

"Mr. He is an important official in the court. He can bear this leisure, but those others don't think so. Your father is not a commoner. If someone points the finger at him, you will cause a big disaster." Feng Wuhen saw that Zuo Jinhuan was already regretful, and then he hit the railway while the fire was hot. "Go back and clear all the friends. If you can't persuade you at this time, what's the use of handing over them? You are a person who wants to make a future in the imperial examination. Don't ruin your reputation because of a small matter. Tomorrow, go to "Shuiyu Shengyan" to pay a favor, and then go to Master He's mansion to post a post to explain, so that the courtesy will be complete."

Zuo Jinhuan was already shaking his eyes. In his opinion, Feng Wuhen's words were all for him, put himself in his shoes, and thought very thoughtfully. This was the first time he had seen such an approachable nobleman, and his expression was full of admiration. "Thank you for your advice. If it weren't for your reminder, my father would have to beat me to death. He rarely taught me on weekdays, but just beating me, and I would become more and more arrogant. Now I think about it. Don't worry, I will definitely do what you said, hoping to make friends with good teachers and friends like Your Highness in the future." As soon as he said that, he realized that his words were too presumptuous and immediately became embarrassed.

"It's okay, since you are close to me, you are destined to be friends, so why can't you be friends?" Feng Wuhen saw that his goal had been achieved, and his smile became brighter. If he was selfish, he would naturally be willing to make friends with his peers. Unfortunately, the situation is changing now. If he is not careful, he may put all his previous efforts into it. He can only show his true nature in the mansion. He treats people in daily life and is full of cleverness and ease.

After sending the gratitude to Zuo Jinhuan out, Feng Wuhen immediately sent someone to search for Ming Jue. Today's things were really abnormal. The extremely cold guard would play with others. This was a strange thing that had never happened before. Feng Wuhen was willing to be Ming Jue on a whim, but with his understanding of this person, the conclusion that this person never did useless things, either he knew Zuo Jinhuan's family background, or there were other variables in the restaurant at that time. In short, he did not believe that Ming Jue had changed his temperament.

Sure enough, after he asked, Ming Jue poured out all the things that happened when Shui Yu was smoking. After breaking them up, Feng Wuhen immediately noticed something was wrong. Ming Jue saw the guy's abnormality and Zuo Huanzhang's wine, but after thinking about it carefully, I was afraid that someone deliberately provoked conflicts and intended to cause trouble. "It seems that there are more and more people in the capital with ulterior motives." Feng Wuhen sneered, then looked at Ming Jue with admiration, "I didn't expect that you are almost Linglong's heart now, and nothing can escape your eyes."

"Eat the king's fortune and be loyal to the king."

Ming Jue's answer was deliberately avoiding Feng Wuhen's teasing, which made His Highness angry. "The court who paid your salary is the court. What does it have to do with me? I've been like this for so many years. Alas, I don't know why I believe you. Zixu has been holding me in front of me several times. It's true that you are still living here for the sake of life?"

Ming Jue was also used to Feng Wuhen's facts that he always joked about himself, so he just kept silent. Feng Wuhen sighed in his heart that it was not easy to untie the knot of the man in front of him. Although he was helpless to kill Bishan back then, he still had another knife in Ming Jue's heart. He still had to find a marriage for him when he was free. Seeing his confidant alone, he felt really uncomfortable.

Feng Wuhen was thinking about who to entrust this matter to, and heard someone calling behind him. When he turned around, he saw Fan Qingcheng's face full of joy. Obviously, there was some good news. "Qingcheng, look at your appearance, are there any rare good news?" Feng Wuhen was in a good mood today, and was even more smiling at this time, just waiting for Fan Qingcheng to report the good news.

"Report to Your Highness, I just received the news that Mianying is about to be promoted!" Fan Qingcheng first bowed and then reported happily. In recent years, the royal family has also recommended many people who can be used, but first, they started late, and secondly, they dare not do it too much attention, so they mostly have a small flaw in the county magistrate. Fan Qingcheng knew that Mianying was the most capable of everyone, so his master tried to transfer him to Sichuan, hoping that he could open up the situation. Now Mianying's promotion is a foregone conclusion, how could he not be happy for his master?

"Oh? Uncle has never mentioned this matter!" Feng Wuhen was a little surprised. Mianying's evaluation in the Ministry of Personnel was excellent every year. He knew this, but he did not expect that the promotion was so fast, and there was no news in advance. "What's going on?"

"I heard that it was the emperor's will." Fan Qingcheng replied carefully, "Mianying seemed to have cast a memorial on the emperor's eyes, so she ordered people to transfer the archives of the Ministry of Personnel. Seeing that he was awarded the examination every year, Lord Xiao said a few more good words. It happened that the prefect of Chengdu Ding You was vacant, so the emperor ordered the Ministry of Personnel to issue a document and entrust Mianying with this vacant."

Mianying actually won the emperor's favor because of a memorial? Feng Wuhen was confused, but he was still very happy. This was a great opportunity. Mianying, who had been a Deyang magistrate for less than half a year, was promoted twice in one day, and it was a good story to spread it out. It seemed that he was really lucky. He actually dug up treasures from Yue Mingzhong. Feng Wuhen couldn't help but smile. Although his power was still nothing, only seeking victory in a steady manner is the right way, otherwise it would only cause suspicion, and the father's level would be even more difficult.
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