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It was already late at night, and there was a fine snow floating in the sky. It immediately melted when it landed. There was no pedestrian on the road. The gate of Xuanyangfang was still open. The servant guarding the gate had already hid in the hut, and only a puppy was lying in the corner.

At this time, a carriage galloped from afar and rushed into the gate after a moment. The puppy came forward and yelled twice, then retracted back to the corner of the wall. The carriage drove into Xuanyangfang for two miles before slowly stopping in front of Cui Yuan's mansion.

Then a man got out of the carriage, rushed up the steps, whispered a few words to the doorman, and flashed into the mansion.

Since Cui Qinggong split the Cui family and left Shandong three years ago, Cui Yuan suffered the biggest blow in his life. He was completely silent and his body deteriorated rapidly. He was on the verge of death several times. Thanks to his daughter Cui Ning taking good care of him, Cui Yuan was pulled back from the verge of death.

During these three years, Cui Yuan lived in his old house in Qinghe County, Shandong Province for most of his time. He also gave up his control over Cui Yu, and silently made up for the huge losses caused to the Cui family by Cui Qinggong's departure. He never took a step forward, and the court almost forgot him, but Cui Yuan did not forget the court. For three years, he had been carefully observing every move in the court.

Cui Yuan returned to Chang'an three months ago. When he came back, he was very low-key. Most people didn't know it, but even if he knew it, no one would be interested in this old prime minister anymore.

At this moment, Cui Yuan was sitting in the study and reading intently, while her daughter returned to her room. In the past few months, she had a friend who had been living with her. Although Cui Yuan had forbidden them from interacting with her, he couldn't stop it now. Her daughter was too lonely and she needed to have friends to talk to her.

A slight footsteps came from outside the door, and the old butler whispered outside the door, "Master, Liao Zhongcheng asked for a meeting."

"Let him come in!" Cui Yuan put down the book, took a blanket and covered his legs. After a moment, the old housekeeper led the guests in. The person who came was Liao Hui who was drinking with Cui Yu and Zhang Huan at noon.

"Liao Hui will meet with the Prime Minister!" Liao Hui gave a deep salute when he entered the door. He was one of the only three ministers left in the court who were still loyal to Cui Yuan, and he was also the eyeliner that Cui Yuan had been putting around Cui Yu many years ago.

"Sit!" Cui waved his hand and smiled, "Is there something interesting happening today?"

Liao Hui nodded, "Reported to the Prime Minister, Zhang Huan went to Beijing three days ago to take office, but today he suddenly put out the two kids from the Ministry of Education and called on the people to seek justice."

"Take two slaps and make a complaint." Cui Yuan was stunned. What was the purpose? He pondered for a moment and asked again, "Is there no one stopping it after a day?"

"No, I heard that there are still many scholars, most of whom are complaining about the wrongdoers."

"It's strange. Isn't Pei Jun afraid that someone will sue them from the Pei family?" Cui Yuan said to himself, and suddenly, a thought flashed through his head. He stroked his palm and laughed, "Okay! OK! What a clever Zhang Huan, OK, it really didn't disappoint me."
Chapter completed!