Shen Yu's voice was extremely low, and every word seemed to have a hook, drilling into Shang Junlin's heart.

Shang Junlin put one hand on Shen Yu's waist to support the young man's body. Seeing that Shen Yu would not fall, both hands climbed onto Shang Junlin's shoulders.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and they both look at each other, with each other's figure reflected in their eyes.

Lips touch.

Tremors rose sharply.

Shen Yu slowly closed his eyes and lightly pecked the man's lips.

Shang Junlin also put the other hand behind Shen Yu's waist, and clasped his fingers tightly around his flexible waist.

He resisted the urge to eat the young man into his stomach and let the other person touch his lips lightly.

Like drinking poison to quench thirst.

Shen Yu knew that the other party would not be satisfied with such a touch, so he slowly opened the other party's lips and probed in.

Similar to Shen Yu's usual style, there is no straight-forward rudeness, and every action carries the ultimate temptation, which is bound to bring people into the abyss of desire.

Shang Junlin's breathing became heavier and heavier. When Shen Yu was about to withdraw, he turned against the guest, grabbed the young man's lips, and invaded heavily.

The offensive is fiercer than ever.

The white and slender fingers were unable to grasp the black clothes on the man's shoulders, leaving a line of folds, but at this time, no one would care about the traces left on the expensive clothes.

At the end of the kiss, Shen Yu lay on the man's shoulder, panting slightly: "Your Majesty, are you still angry now?"

The ink in Shang Junlin's eyes rolled, and his voice was a little hoarse: "If I say I'm still angry, will Ayu coax me again?"

"What do you think, Your Majesty?" Shen Yu's voice was lazy, with a hint of hoarseness.

After breathing slowly, Shen Yu turned over and leaned on Shang Junlin's chest, the man's arms wrapped around his waist and placed on Shen Yu's lower abdomen.

Shen Yu glanced at the case table, on which were spread out the half-approved papers by Shang Junlin, and there was a thick pile of papers waiting to be approved.

"Your Majesty, let's appraise the papers first." Shen Yu pointed to the pile of unfinished approvals.

"Ayu is with me." Shang Junlin put his head on Shen Yu's shoulder, reached out and picked up a memorial, and spread it out.

This booklet happened to be written by the prime minister, and it was about the evaluation of officials.

Da Huan will have an official assessment every year. According to the assessment results, it is determined whether the official will be promoted or demoted next year. In the past, this matter was the responsibility of the cabinet.

The official assessment time is set in winter, and the assessment content is the official's performance in the year. Special officials will report the situation in various places to the cabinet. After the cabinet has discussed it, it will be reported to the emperor, and the emperor will make the final conclusion.

The prime minister was very busy during this period of time, especially when he found that some officials were paddling all day, and he felt intolerable. He bluntly asked the emperor to re-investigate the assessment of these people in previous years. A few useful people came over to help.

The other two ministers in the cabinet are also busy, busy with the affairs of the DPRK and the family. They must determine the amount of materials and gold and silver to be donated before the donation is announced to the public. Because of these, they are afraid of them.

In addition, Shang Junlin is more at ease to leave things to the Prime Minister. Compared with the other two cabinet ministers, the Prime Minister has a heavier burden on his shoulders.

"If you are an official, Your Majesty might as well send He Chengyu and the others to the Prime Minister's side, which can not only help the Prime Minister, but also get training ahead of time." Shen Yu suggested that He Chengyu and the others who were still in the Hanlin Academy suggested.

"I also have this intention. In comparison, the Hanlin Academy is currently the most leisurely, and the court is short of manpower, just to let them adapt in advance."

The next day, He Chengyu, Jiang Huaiqing, and Fang Jiayi, who were on duty at the Hanlin Academy as usual, received the order from the palace.

The three were stopped at the entrance of the Hanlin Academy. After reading the imperial decree, the father-in-law urged: "Three adults, pack up and go with our family to the Prime Minister's side."

Jiang Huaiqing and He Chengyu looked at each other, and saw the blankness in each other's eyes.

Although it was unclear why, several people quickly packed up and were packaged and sent to the Prime Minister.

The prime minister sat in the study to handle official business, and when he saw the person who came, he said in a low voice: "Since Your Majesty sent you here, you can do your work well, don't worry about the rest, look over there, these are what you have to deal with today, go ahead."

After speaking, the Prime Minister lowered his head and continued to do his own thing.

Jiang Huaiqing glanced at the place where the prime minister was pointing, and saw five stacks of documents half a person's height on the small table, his eyes widened in disbelief.

These are all they have to deal with today? !

A few days later, Jiang Huaiqing walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, rubbing his sore neck: "I have come to realize how difficult it is to be a good official in the past few days."

Every day opened eyes and closed eyes, it was an inexhaustible amount of paperwork. Compared with the days of working in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the days in the Hanlin Acade couldn't be easier.

"Master Prime Minister is really not easy," Fang Jiayi followed with emotion, "I always thought that my father was very busy, but I didn't expect Master Prime Minister to be even better."

"Although I'm a little tired, I have learned a lot in the past few days. Apart from being serious in business, at other times, the Prime Minister is still very easy to get along with."

The officials of the court also discovered that the prime minister recently followed the top three of this year's first class, and took them almost wherever they went, and later took them with them in the early morning.

There were also people who were slightly critical of this, but His Majesty didn't blame it, and they couldn't say anything.

The two papers written by Mr. Fang arrived at Shang Junlin’s desk one after the other, explaining the real situation in Subei that arrived earlier, and the other arrived at the palace seven days later, through official channels.

"This letter was deliberately released by Fangji to hide people's eyes and ears," Shang Junlin read the two excerpts and picked up the letter that arrived later, "It says that everything in Subei is normal, and the disaster is not serious. They brought just enough supplies."

"Then this letter is about Subei's doubts," Shen Yu picked up the other letter and didn't open it, "How is the situation of the Subei army?"

If there is only a problem within the officials, things will be better resolved. If there is also a problem within the Subei Army, it will be troublesome.

"Fang Jun has not found anything abnormal for the time being. When I was in Subei, I separated the Subei Army and the Subei official system. The two operate independently and do not interfere with each other." The reason why Shang Junlin did this was that he did not Rest assured that so many Subei troops will be handed over to Subei officials.

"Your Majesty sent Gu Huai to bring Yin Longwei over, not only to protect Lord Fang secretly, right?" Shen Yu turned around and sat down beside Shang Junlin.

"A Yu Ye, who knows me, their real purpose is in the Subei Army. I need to know the situation of the Subei Army."

Subei is an important barrier between Dahuan and Beimo. The existence of the Subei army has deterred the possibility of Beimo's army going south. Every time, the Beimo army that tries to invade Dahuan will be stopped by the Subei army.

Late at night, Subei.

The ghostly-shaped man in black sneaked into the Subei Army without making any sound.

They all wore black masks on their faces, reflecting the cold glow of metal in the faint moonlight.

"Who?"

"Shh—" The silver dagger pressed against his neck, and a cold aura shrouded him.

"Who are you? Did you know that trespassing on the barracks is a felony?"

"If you don't tell me, no one will know that someone has been here tonight."

The voice from behind was hoarse, and the man who was being held wanted to turn around, but when he moved, the dagger on his neck fell into the flesh, so frightened that he dared not move again.

"There is something to say, something to say."

"I ask you, do you know about the imperial court sending people to Subei?"

"I know, I know, they are here for disaster relief."

"What else do you know? Say it!"

The dagger pierced into the skin, causing a stinging pain.

"I really don't know about the rest... ah, I said, I said, they seem to be very concerned about the situation of the Subei army, and the disaster in Subei. Some of the supplies they brought have been robbed before they arrived in Subei. Go, I know that's all, really."

The people behind him asked a few more questions, and the last sentence made a cold sweat break out of his back.

"I know that you entered the Subei Army through relationships. You'd better not tell what happened tonight. I believe the people behind you don't want to see it. The dark line sent to the Subei Army after all your hard work has not been done. It just went silent."

The strength behind him suddenly loosened, and the man turned his head to see that there was no one else in the tent except himself. If it wasn't for the incident on his neck reminding him that everything just happened was real, he would have wondered if he had had a nightmare.

His hand touched his neck, but he didn't find any blood. He didn't believe in the evil, got up and walked to the place where the water basin was placed, and leaned over to look.

His neck is really intact.

Could it be that it was really just a dream?

The man touched his neck and was puzzled. He was indeed placed in the Subei Army by a high-level official of Subei. His identity had nothing to do with the Subei officials. Otherwise, he would not be able to enter the Subei Army. Something only a few people know about.

He had the heart to pass on what had just happened to the people above, suddenly thought of what was wrong with it, and forcibly suppressed the thought, he couldn't bet his own life.

The next day, he asked the soldiers guarding outside the camp, and everyone said that nothing abnormal happened last night.

"Mr. Hu, what happened?"

Mr. Hu subconsciously touched his neck: "It's okay, is the general in the tent now? I have some questions about disaster relief that I want to talk to the general."

"Yes, please."

The information about the Subei Army was personally delivered to Shang Junlin by Yinlongwei.

"The prime minister seems to be very optimistic about He Chengyu and the three of them," Shen Yu glanced at the book that Shang Junlin opened, "I have praised them several times on the book."

"I heard that since these three people started working with the Prime Minister, the Prime Minister can take some time every day to drink tea, and occasionally play chess with Jiang Huaiqing and He Chengyu." Shang Junlin was noncommittal about the Prime Minister's pleasant life.

"Huaiqing also wrote to me and told me that the Prime Minister took good care of them in other aspects, except for dealing with a lot of paperwork every day."

In just a few days, the three of them have grown a lot. With their help, the progress on the Prime Minister's side has also accelerated a lot. When Shen Yu's play is staged outside the palace, the policy on donations will be officially implemented.

"He is still writing letters to you?" Shang Junlin held Shen Yu's waist and pinched the soft flesh on his waist, "When will Ayu write a letter to me? Didn't he send some peach blossoms outside the palace last time? The letterhead comes in, Ayu can use that to write."

"No wonder Your Majesty watched it for so long last time, why didn't you tell me at that time?" Shen Yu turned to look at Shang Junlin with a playful look in his eyes, "Also, the troupe said that my manuscript was taken away by His Majesty, and His Majesty wanted What does that manuscript do?"