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Chapter seventy-three

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    The New Year is approaching, and on the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, various government offices have ceased operations one after another. The Metropolitan Inspectorate has been busy with many matters in the past year, and all the censors have been busy until the 29th of the twelfth lunar month before they can take a breather.

    At this time, ten days have passed since Su Jin impeached the third king Zhu Jiyou. The Denwen Gushan West Road case that shocked the government and the public has gradually subsided, but it has attracted a peach-colored aftertaste.

    Su Jincai's name was well known. At a young age, he was promoted to the fourth rank as the censor of Qiandu. He was not an unknown person. After hearing about the drum case, the name of Su censor spread throughout the capital. In addition, he was modest and courteous, and his appearance was a sign of elegance.  There were countless proposals for marriage at one time.

    Shan said that after she returned home that night, she took a break to have some tea when a matchmaker came to her door. She had a good background and held in her hand the horoscope of the youngest daughter of Zhang Shishan, the minister of Dali Temple.

    Su Jin finally sent her away, but without half a stick of incense, someone came with the horoscope of Miss Zhengliu, Qintian Supervisor.

    Su Yushi felt deeply that something was not right, so he saw off the guests on the grounds of physical discomfort. He packed his bags and hurried back to the palace at night, where he rushed into the Imperial Procuratorate and died.

    This is a hardship for Qian San'er, Qian Yueqian, the deputy censor of the capital.

    But it was said that the in-laws were the order of the parents, and the matchmaker said that Su Jin had no high court, and she was hiding from the Yamen. Those who wanted to marry had no choice but to go to her colleagues in the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

    The people with a higher rank in the Metropolitan Procuratorate than Su Jin, the only ones who can barely make the decision for her are Liu Chaoming, Zhao Yan and Qian Saner.

    Needless to say, Liu Chaoming, no one dared to bother him with this matter.

    Zhao Yan was eager to give his two daughters to Su Jin. He was a rival and could not be found.

    So after all the calculations, there was only one Mr. Qian left.

    Qian Saner grew up like a weed in the Qian Mansion. After gaining fame, he moved out to start his own business.  In the past few years, there were many people who were looking for matchmakers and menstruation. He didn't want his words, "I will devote my whole heart to Buddha, and when I get tired of working in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, I will become an official and become a monk."

    Qian Yushi then lived indifferently for several years. Little did he know that in the past few days, the threshold of his house was almost broken.

    Qian San'er held a horoscope in his hand that had been forced upon him by various officials in the court, and thought deeply about how he could resolve this matter properly without hurting the dignity of all ministers.

    Let Su Jin choose one?  Qian San'er shook his head, not to mention that Su Jin had no intention of getting married at the moment, but even if she did, how could she tell the difference between a good match and a bad match with these ten completely different horoscopes? She couldn't draw lots, right?

    Qian Saner thought, this will make me worried to death.

    There are two flowers in bloom, one on each side.

    Qian Saner's side was worried, but Zhao Yan's side had already gathered together. He had taken Su Jin's horoscope and had been with Wan'er's concubine. They were both good matches, and he was overjoyed for a while.

    However, after a while, he thought with great joy and sorrow, if he had known that he would have brought the portraits of Wan'er and Concubine today and let Su Jin choose them by himself.  A group of jackals and wild leopards competed with him to snatch his son-in-law.

    On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, an old cat died in the palace, and everyone in the palace was shocked.

    This cat was raised by the deceased Concubine Shu. Concubine Shu was born in a humble birth and was just a servant. After giving birth to Zhu Yiheng, the tenth king, because the imperial concubine had no heirs, she fostered Zhu Yiheng in the concubine's palace.

    At that time, Concubine Shu was suffering from the pain of birth and separation, and she was crying all the time. Even Emperor Jingyuan named her Jieyu, but it was difficult to relieve her worries. It was not until she raised a cat that she could ease her worries.

    It¡¯s this old cat.

    At first, some people said that this was a civet cat that understood human nature. Otherwise, as soon as Jieyu raised it, she would feel relieved and look better. A few years later, Jieyu gave birth to Zhu Qiyue, the twelve kings, and was promoted to Concubine Shu.  , and some people said that this cat is a lucky cat, otherwise how could Concubine Shu give birth to two dragon sons.

    The cat¡¯s aura of spiritual blessing spread like wildfire, and even Emperor Jingyuan acquiesced in its existence and explicitly ordered people in the palace not to hunt or kill it.

    So the cat lived leisurely in the palace for more than twenty years, becoming a long-lived old cat with his own cat to follow him until the previous day, the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

    The old cat drowned. It was probably too old and had no way out. It still had its last breath when it was fished out, but it was a pity that it couldn't hold on.

    The people in the harem live a miserable life, and when they have nothing to do, they believe in gods and Buddhas as a means of sustenance.

    So there are many rumors about cats.

    It is said that every cat in this palace has the soul of a person who died unjustly.

    It is said that if you are scratched by a cat, disaster will happen within seven days.

    Some people even say that if a cat dies in vain, something unclean must be at work.

    At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, various rumors about Li Meiren¡¯s tragic death in the front hall of the palace have not been eliminated. At the end of the twelfth lunar month, everyone thought that this one; Zhao Yan followed Qian Saner into the duty room with a gloomy look on his face. He didn't notice that Liu Chaoming also came in.

    The duty room was quite spacious. The three officials looked at a table piled with pictures of beauties. One was secretly happy, one was depressed, and one was expressionless, but they didn't leave.

    The Metropolitan Procuratorate rarely has a few free days a year, and most of them work together on official matters. Who would have thought that this easy free time would be wasted on "intrigues", Zhao Yan thought even more depressed.

    He could guess Qian San'er's purpose, and Qian San'er could naturally guess his, but both of them were tense and neither of them spoke first. After all, it was not a glorious thing.

    At this time, Su Jin knocked on the door of the duty room and asked: "Master Zhao, are you looking for me?"

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    I just finished writing this chapter in the morning, so I¡¯ll post the next update tonight. I hope you don¡¯t stay up late waiting, maybe after 12 o¡¯clock, and it will be the same the next day =3= (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.  com
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