"What's the matter?" Hearing his wife's exclamation, Emperor Hongzhi on the couch couldn't help but ask with concern. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Empress Zhang was startled, turned her head to look at Hongzhi, raised her hand and pointed to the scroll on the ground, and hesitated: "Your Majesty, look, that cloud ...... Like a word?"

Hongji was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he reached out and took the paperweight on the table to press the other scrolls, and then got up and leaned over.

Previously, he watched Mao Ji and Du Fu for a long time, but he didn't see any clues, let alone any words. Now he heard Queen Zhang say that there were words, which made him excited and curious.

He struggled for survival all day long for as long as he can remember, and was later made a prince, and finally ascended the throne easily, and then devoted all his body and soul to governing the affairs of the state, and worked hard every day, without a moment of leisure. Not to mention any entertainment.

And Su Mo's strange paintings are not only exquisite and beautiful, but they also seem to be related to state affairs, so that while he is doing business, he has a kind of fun to play the game of revealing secrets, which really makes him interested.

From the queen's point of view, the picture scroll on the ground is upside down. The Tsing Yi scholar is still the same Tsing Yi scholar, the character has not changed, but the clouds that were originally on the character's head have been reversed at this moment, and the perspective has been completely reversed.

And this turn, when I look at it again, the cloud really looks like a horizontally stretched Chinese character. After carefully distinguishing it, Emperor Hongzhi's brows couldn't help frowning.

If this is not a coincidence, but is intentional, then this word is a word for "injustice."

In this way, looking at the wild and uninhibited face of the man in Tsing Yi before, it can actually be said to be a kind of grief and indignation. Then the meaning of this picture is obvious. This is a picture of a cry of grievances. A great grievance for a scholar!

Picking up the picture, looking at it again, the husband and wife finally determined the meaning of the picture.

In the overall sense of this set of diagrams, each diagram depicts a major event that has happened before that has been known and can be interpreted. Then, it is obviously not a trivial matter that this Tsing Yi gentleman's injustice can be caught in it.

and guessed at the same time as Mao Ji in the afternoon, that is to say, this is likely to be an unjust case that will happen in the future, and it will inevitably have a great impact.

Hongji's brows furrowed tightly, staring at the picture in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel inexplicably irritable. If this diagram is accurate, then what about the map of the military generals' conquest? Doesn't that mean that Mongolia will inevitably be unified? If Mongolia is truly unified, the Ming Dynasty will inevitably bear unprecedented pressure.

As the king of a country, no matter how big the impact of a scholar's unjust case is, it is not enough to worry him. But when it comes to national security, the rise of a hostile country with a feud really gives him a great sense of crisis.

Are these pictures true or false? Will they come true? Who is that Su Mo? He was impeached for colluding with the Daomen and committing deceitful things before, and he only thought that he was being used by others, and he didn't take it seriously. But now it seems that it is necessary to pay enough attention to this little boy! Emperor Hongzhi thought silently in his heart with a distant look in his eyes.

Before everything is clear, this person should not be moved lightly, nor should he be alarmed. The best way is to wait and see.

And this kid made these picture scrolls, obviously not intending to be a hermit, but deliberately eye-catching. That "Wuqing Anthology" is, these picture scrolls are also, and even the previous bullshit impeachment, now it seems that he may have done it on purpose. So, what will he do next?

Emperor Hongzhi's eyes flashed, and he thought silently.

What is Su Mo going to do next? If he knew that the emperor was suspicious and that the last impeachment was a conspiracy he wrote and directed, Su Mo would definitely make Taishan cry.

This is much more wronged than Meng Jiangnu! Only crying down the Great Wall, you must cry down Mount Tai!

Fortunately, Mr. Su didn't know this. In the past two days, he has been closed to the door, making every effort to sort out and compile the divine book "The Fortune of the Heavenly Empire" in his mind, and vowed to finish his work in one battle.

It's just that the wish is good, but when it comes to implementation, it turns out that it is not so easy.

First of all, if you want to combine words and pictures like "Tui Bei Tu", you must have a hymn. The picture is easy to draw, but this prophecy and ode are not so easy to write. It can't be too clear for people to understand at a glance, and it can't be too esoteric for people to be completely confused. How can he be able to grasp this moderately as an elementary school art teacher?

In desperation, after searching his stomach and barely making two or three specious eulogies, he had to give up this great idea and focus on the spread of all kinds of knowledge.

Compared with the mysterious hymns, all kinds of modern scientific knowledge in later generations are much easier to write, and in the eyes of the ancients, they also play a mysterious role invisibly. After all, the scientific terminology of later generations, if it has not been systematically touched, is no different from a hyme.

But in this way, many things must be refined, and they can't all be brushed over in one stroke. As a result, Mr. Su was tragic.

In the past two days, he has been thinking hard, trying to recall, digging from the depths of memory bit by bit, this is called a bitter force. Two days later, when Zhang Yue and others came to look for him, they couldn't help but be stunned when they looked at his pair of panda eyes and the tiredness on that face.

"Brother, what kind of book are you writing, and why are you so far?" Zhang Yue frowned and looked at him, and asked worriedly.

Su Mo's face was gloomy and silent. Can he say that he now regrets that he did not study well in the past, so that when he wants to use it now, he finds that a lot of knowledge has been returned to the teacher? Can he say that he wants to fool people with some of the writings of later generations, but finds that he only remembers the general idea and many details but cannot remember many details at all?

It's a depressing day.

Xu Pengju looked left and right around the room, his eyes rolling wildly, and his face was exploring. Finally, his gaze stayed on Su Mo's face, and it was not instantaneous.

Su Mo was annoyed by him, and said angrily: "Look at a ghost, look, no matter how much you look at Lao Tzu, you only like women, you will die." There is nothing to do here, I want to find him to go back to Nanjing as soon as possible. ”

Xu Peng was stunned, and was about to get angry, but suddenly he held back again, and said with a sly smile on his face: "The boss is not interested in the younger brother, of course I understand the younger brother." But that doesn't mean you only like women, for example, ......."

He smiled, but his eyes were aimed at Xiao Qi who was standing next to him, and that look made Xiao Qi feel a chill in an instant, and his little face was a little pale.

This is death. Su Mo squinted at him coldly, clasped his hands with each other, and said hesitantly: "It seems that you are idle and itchy, why don't we two practice?"

Xu Pengju was excited, hurriedly withdrew his eyes, turned his head to look at Zhang Yue and Xu Guangzuo, and sighed: "Two brothers, this time I have traveled thousands of miles, the mountains and rivers are far away, I will miss you." I just hope that you don't forget me, you must come to visit people. ”

The voice was resentful, Zhang Yue and Xu Guangzuo shivered at the same time, Xu Guangzuo's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Come out, I will satisfy you now!"

Xu Pengju immediately turned to Zhang Yue's side, pulled his sleeve and sighed: "Brotherly love is as clear as the sun and the moon." Brother Yue, they are vulgar and don't understand, you should understand. ”

Zhang Yue ignored him and rolled his eyes to shake him off.

Xu Pengju wanted to make trouble again, but Su Mo heard that something was wrong, frowned and looked at the three of them, and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhang Yue and the three of them looked at each other, and finally Zhang Yue sighed and said, "There is a letter from Wei Guogong, and he wants Marshal Yue to go back immediately." ”

Xu Pengju suddenly wailed, jumped up and hugged Su Mo's arm with both hands, and wiped his tears: "Boss, I can't bear you, you have to remember me." Remember to be generous as a send-off gift......"

Su Mo felt a chill, shook his hand and shook him off, and said angrily: "Your sister, believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you for five taels of silver! Speak to me well, why do you suddenly want you to go back? Didn't you say that everyone would go to pay homage together in a few days?"

Xu Pengju was like an abandoned little daughter-in-law, glanced at him sadly, and saw that his eyes were full of murderous energy, so he accepted the magic weapon and sighed: "Who knows what nerves the old man has, and he is not accommodating at all." He said that he would also prepare some gifts at home, and asked me to go back and take them. ”

Su Mo was silent, but faintly felt that something was not right.

Zhang Yue ignored Xu Pengju's tricks, frowned, and said: "Not only did Wei Guogong say it, but it is said that Dingguo Gong's side also had the intention of letting San'er go back, but it was not so resolute, but this matter was very strange." ”

Su Mo was startled and looked up at Xu Guangzuo: "San'er, you also want to go back?"

Xu Guangzuo was silent for a while, and said indifferently: "Not necessarily, the ancestor wants me to decide for myself." But if it's okay, it's best to go back. ”

The doubts in Su Mo's heart became even greater. After thinking about it, he looked up at Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue understood and shook his head: "I have no news here." ”

Su Mo was slightly relieved, nodded and did not speak. After a while, he looked at Xu Pengju again: "When are you leaving, can it be decided?"

Xu Pengju leaned on the chair and said listlessly: "Tomorrow, the old man will give three days." ”

Su Mo thought for a while and said, "It's okay, let's get ready today." You've been out for a few days, so it's time to go back. Just take advantage of the fact that there is still some time today, pick up more gifts and help me greet my husband. ”

After that, he looked at Xu Guangzuo again, and was about to speak, but Xu Guangzuo shook his head: "I'll stay." ”

Su Mo groaned, shook his head and said, "No, since this is the meaning at home, it is better for you to go back." The two grandfathers are in Beijing, and the news is much better than ours, since they have spoken, there must be a reason. I still have Brother Yue by my side, and the things ahead have basically subsided, and I don't think there will be anything to do. ”

Xu Guangzuo wanted to say more, but Zhang Yue grabbed him and shook his head. Turning his head to look at Su Mo, he said, "Brother, why don't you take this opportunity to move your family to the capital?" After all, you are also going to Beijing in the future, and this small county in Wuqing is really not enough to develop. As long as you arrive in Beijing, even if anyone wants to get some means, they must weigh their own weight, whether they dare to tear their face with our British government. Another advantage is that with the care of our British government, we can also solve my brother's worries to the greatest extent, no matter what I do, my brother can let go of his hands and feet. So, my brother might as well think about it. ”

Su Mo listened to Zhang Yue's words, was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but think.