Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 470 Thoughts
Since the day Chu Bin came back, he hasn't talked to Fang Zilan much, as if he deliberately avoided it.

Fang Zilan knew but was helpless, the poison was like a thorn between them, once it touched it would be bloody, but how long can it last without saying a word like before?
Maybe the timing of her proposal was wrong, maybe Chu Bin hadn't figured out how to give her the answer... She comforted herself like this, her thoughts were a little erratic.

"Master Fang?" Seeing the absent-minded Fang Zilan, the subordinate of the government office who knocked on the door raised his voice involuntarily, "Master Fang, I have already sorted out the records of the fields you ordered me to sort out."

After he finished speaking, he respectfully placed the document on the table in front of Fang Zilan, "Master Fang, please have a look."

Fang Zilan took the document and read it ten lines at a glance, and then handed it back to his subordinates, "No problem, you can just take it to Mr. Song."

"Yes." The subordinate took the document, but did not intend to leave.

Seeing this, Fang Zilan coughed lightly and asked, "Is there anything else?"

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Master Fang, Master Gu Yuan has gone."

This is not the first time Fang Zilan heard the news, but she was still taken aback and blurted out "When?"

"A month ago." The subordinate said with lowered eyes, "I heard that he was depressed, and he was already in trouble before he arrived in Shanzhou."

Fang Zilan collected her expression, "I see."

"Master Fang, the road from Shanzhou to the capital is far away..." The subordinate wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Fang Zilan, "Do you have any friendship with Master Gu Yuan?"

"I..." The subordinate turned his head away, "No."

"Is the rabbit dead and the fox sad?" Fang Zilan's face was expressionless, and her voice was a little lower.

The subordinate did not answer, but asked instead: "Isn't Mr. Fang right? I see that Mr. Fang has been restless recently. Didn't he know about Mr. Gu Yuan's death a long time ago?"

"It's cold and easy to get tired. I'm just a little bit mentally weak. It's not really restless." Fang Zilan passed it lightly, but his subordinates kept asking, "Master Fang, you don't have the slightest..."

"What?" Fang Zilan cut off his words, and said in a deep voice: "As an official in the court, who is not promoted and demoted? If you feel angry because of a momentary weakness, how can you get things done?"

She paused, "What's more, Mr. Gu Yuan was demoted to Shanzhou because of his ineffectiveness in handling affairs. You work in the government office well, why bother to hurt the spring and autumn like this?"

"I hurt the spring and the autumn?" The subordinate seemed to be stimulated suddenly, and raised his voice: "Master Fang, who doesn't know that the people who amend the law in the Ministry of Punishment have changed and changed, all to pave the way for your cousin? It used to be Gu Mr. Yuan, now Mr. Pei Poming, all those who stand in the way have been eradicated one by one. You are in the limelight and you are omnipotent, how can you understand the mood of our conscientious and conscientious little officials like walking on thin ice?"

Fang Zilan stared at the person in front of her quietly, until he felt hairy in his heart, but the words were too overwhelming, so he could only bite the bullet and meet her gaze.

"Whether it's Gu Yuan or Pei Poming, it's all His Majesty's will." Fang Zilan was silent for a long time before saying quietly: "If you think it's unfair, feel free to write to Your Majesty. I don't need to argue with you in the government office. .”

The subordinate opened his mouth, but made no sound.So Fang Zilan turned around and said: "If you still have spare energy, you might as well go and help Mr. Song, he is still short of manpower."

"Yes." The subordinate resigned in a muffled voice. Cao Hong, who had stood outside the door for a while, came in, looked at Fang Zilan and said, "Boss, that lord just now was really rude..."

"It doesn't matter." Fang Zilan said lightly: "There are not a few people who think like him. Even if Mo Han has no official position and only the status of a guest minister, in their eyes, he has entrusted me. Otherwise, how can he be qualified for the Ministry of Punishment? "

"It's fine for others, but in the government office..." Cao Hong didn't continue, Fang Zilan said almost abruptly: "This Master Qian came here at the beginning of the year, and he followed the path of a disciple of the Xiangfu."

Cao Hong reacted, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Student from poor family?"

Fang Zilan nodded slightly, "It's common to be cautious when you first enter an official career. If there is no one to guide and help you, or if you hit a wall, or if you deliberately flatter and get wooed, you will either be passionate and become cold-hearted, or follow the wind and become a follower. It is even possible for him to be cynical. I don’t know who brought him into what he is now, so let Master Song teach him well for the time being.”

"Alright." Cao Hong was thoughtful, Fang Zilan looked at him and asked curiously, "Old Cao, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Cao Hong rubbed the back of his head, "I just suddenly remembered the conversation between two adults in the government office that I accidentally overheard two days ago, in which I was quite dissatisfied with the adults from a poor family."

"Oh?" Fang Zilan raised her eyebrows, "Let's hear it."

"This..." Cao Hong obviously didn't want to be the one who gossips behind his back. Fang Zilan relaxed and raised the corners of his lips and said, "Let me guess, do they dislike adults from poor families who are short-sighted and useless?"

Cao Hong was stunned for a moment, then nodded emphatically.Fang Zilan smiled even wider, "It really is."

"Boss, do you think so?" Cao Hong looked confused, and the smile on Fang Zilan's face faded, "Everyone in the world yearns for bright stars, but if you don't stand on the ground under your feet, how can you look up at the boundless starry sky?"

Cao Hong seemed to understand, Fang Zilan explained: "Children from aristocratic families have a broad vision, and children from poor families are indeed incomparable. But relatively speaking, children from poor families will know better what the people want."

"Boss, although I don't understand it very well, they seem to be indispensable." Cao Hong frowned and said, "If that's the case, why are you still fighting?"

"Yeah, why..." Fang Zilan's eyes were full of regret, she looked out of the window, the sky seemed to be gloomy and it was about to snow.She withdrew her gaze and left the mansion together with Cao Hong after finishing the business at hand.

When the two of them walked to the gate of Duke Yue's mansion, scattered snow fell from the sky, and the children on the street frolicked and stretched out their hands to grab it, their hands empty but extremely excited.

Fang Zilan stopped in her tracks, raised her hand to gather the cloak on her shoulders, raised her head and said softly: "It's snowing."

"Lanlan." Chu Bin's voice came from behind the two of them. Hearing that Cao Hong had left first, Fang Zilan looked back, but did not speak.

Chu Bin walked to Fang Zilan's side and said in a low voice, "Duke Jui has been recovering from his illness for a while, and recently he often goes to the household department..."

"I'm tired." Fang Zilan blocked Chu Bin's words. He pursed his lips and watched her walk back to the mansion slowly, and her figure gradually faded away.

In the next few days, Chu Bin did not talk to Fang Zilan about Pei's family, but entrusted Xiao Xuan'er to tell, saying that Pei Juanqing cleaned up several adults from the poor families in the household department, and picked them out one by one.

After Fang Zilan found out, she wanted to wait and see what happened, but before the situation became clear, she waited for a shocking case-Pei Juanqing's death.

　Look up at the stars and keep your feet on the ground.

　　Fang Zilan: To put it simply, I think everyone in the government office is not busy enough...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)