Feng Jiwen was depressed for more than an hour.

After washing, I tossed and turned on the bed, thinking carefully about my words and deeds tonight from beginning to end, but I couldn't think of which sentence I said that provoked Mao's surname He.

At first, she was in doubt because she didn't know why, and she thought that she had done something wrong, so she kept struggling with herself.

But now that the entanglement is over, and he is very sure that he has done nothing wrong, he has only realized that he is angry.

Because he thinks he is right, he dares to be angry.

She kindly asked, if he thought it was inappropriate, he could directly veto it, why did he ask her opinion and praise her for his generosity, so that she misunderstood that he indirectly agreed, and then suddenly flirted his face and said that he would not do it?

This man is sick!

Feng Jiwen sullenly pulled up the brocade quilt embroidered with a hibiscus picture on the blue satin of the lake, covering her head and face.

It took a breathless half night to fall asleep.

And Heshen's side is not much better than her.

After he went back, it didn't take long for him to stop getting angry.

But he was not angry, he still couldn't close his eyes all night.

As for what they were thinking, he couldn't tell.

There was a lot of chaos in his mind, and a lot of ideas came up, but they were incomplete, so that he couldn't come up with a reason for thinking about it all night.

But he wasn't entirely unconscious.

At least he realized that his attitude and behavior were very inappropriate.

For his ungraceful face with Feng Jiwen last night, he felt that it was the biggest mistake he had made over the years.

It's a shame to say it.

A big man, he has no grace.

At that time, his brain was probably pumping.

It has to be the kind that has a big haircut.

He Shen, who was on duty outside the south study, secretly reflected.

"It's not over yet. The young eunuch on the side sighed quietly: "Aren't you thirsty?"

He Shen listened to the sound of the quarrel coming from the study behind him. He moved his brow nonchalantly.

It has been predestined, but there are still people who don't know the truth arguing about it.

This is the court.

The same court as the chessboard.

It's just that it wasn't a game from start to finish. And there is only one person who controls the chessboard, and that is the current saint.

Who's black and who's white. The manipulator is always self-explanatory.

White seeds have the benefits of white seeds, but black seeds also have the use of black seeds.

Only by coexisting with black and white, with mutual checks and balances, can things be done.

It's just that the chess pieces often don't know it.

Thinking of this, He Shen was a little distressed by Lord Wang Jie, who was treated as a white man-listening voice, his voice was hoarse, and he coughed endlessly. If you keep arguing, you might be able to cough up blood.

Wang Jie was arguing with Yu Minzhong, the Minister of Military Aircraft who had just been reinstated and had been fined for two years.

Facing upward this morning, an urgent report came from the border of Yunnan. It is said that a group of Burmese soldiers entered Yunnan City, looted civilian assets, and injured dozens of local people.

Qianlong was furious when he heard this, and he re-attacked the Burmese soldiers beyond their control, deliberately causing trouble, and their behavior was extremely bad.

Most of the civil and military officials were also very angry.

Among them, Yu Minzhong and Jin Jian proposed to send troops to fight against the Burmese gang.

Wang Jie waited for Ah Gui and Cheng Yuan to return to office, and then investigated the matter carefully, and it was not too late to discuss it.

A group of ministers thought that Wang Jie was cautious, so they reconsidered it one after another.

And a group of ministers who secretly stood on the side of the eleventh elder brother with the Jin family thought that the prestige of the Qing Dynasty could not be lost. In the face of such a provocation, it is necessary to dispatch troops in a timely manner to fight against them, so as not to breed their arrogance again.

The two groups argued endlessly, except for disagreement on whether or not to send troops. There are also a lot of insinuations mixed in, and they often have to criticize each other and play a personal attack.

There are also a small number of people. For example, Feng Yinglian has never expressed his position. A posture of just looking and not speaking.

"This is the Jinluan Palace, not a hutong for selling vegetables. What kind of system is it that is noisy and shouting. Qianlong lifted his eyelids and glanced at the ministers standing at the head of the head, and said, "This matter can be discussed later." ”

After retiring from the court, I heard that the emperor took Liu Tongxun to the south study, Wang Jie and Yu Minzhong were afraid that the other party would take the lead, and they seemed to come to see each other almost at the same time.

The south study does not participate in government affairs, and it is a clean place to do learning, but at this time it has become a battlefield for the two to debate the affairs of the court.

Looking at the two of them insisting on their own words, the more they argued, the more their voices became hoarse, Liu Tongxun, who was standing beside Qianlong with silver braids, secretly sighed twice, and kept shaking his head, only to feel that his ears, which were already a little chaotic, kept buzzing and could not be stopped.

"Two adults, you don't have to be loud. He reluctantly dissuaded him with an old voice.

Qianlong, who had a neat mustache, glanced at his old courtier, laughed inexplicably, and then waved his hand to Yu Minzhong and Wang Jie, and said: "I understand what you mean, don't quarrel here endlessly, Liu Tongxun's ears are not good, you can make a good quarrel again, who will do the errand for me on his behalf?"

"......" Wang Jie and Yu Minzhong didn't dare to rebel, so they could only reluctantly retreat.

When stepping out of the threshold of the south study, they still did not forget to glare at each other angrily before parting ways.

As soon as the two left, the south study immediately returned to quiet.

"Let's move on to ours. Qianlong seemed to be in a good mood at this time, and he didn't have the anger of the Burmese soldiers when he first heard about the Burmese soldiers' injuries, he straightened the bright yellow cuffs embroidered with the dark ink dragon pattern, walked to the bookshelf, and asked the group of Hanlin people who followed behind him: "How is the compilation of the "Jingle Poems" that you asked you to recompile last time?"

"When he returned to the emperor, the ministers carefully selected the words and phrases that were suspected of rebellion, carefully revised them, and rebound them into a book. The emperor wants to review it?"

"Show it to me. ”

Qianlong sat down in the circle chair by the window and took the collection of poems from the hand of a Hanlin who bowed forward.

He flipped through a few pages, but frowned.

"Something changed. "He wasn't loud. But he was not angry, and said while flipping back: "I am asking you to cultivate a little bit." It would be better for you to change a good book of poetry beyond recognition—if it is printed. What do those scholars and literati think of me?"

Several Hanlin on the side had white faces when they heard this, and they only agreed.

"Jingkou Guazhou is a water, and Zhongshan is only separated by a few mountains. The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River...... When will the moon shine on me?" Qianlong laughed angrily, held the poetry collection into a cylinder and pointed at a few Hanlin and said: "You can also change Wang Anshi's poems—those who don't know still think that I am going to be in prison!"

At the end of his speech, his voice was heavily mentioned, which frightened several Hanlin and quickly knelt down.

"Return, return to the emperor...... When will the bright moon shine on me in the original sentence, which has both the name of the former dynasty and the word 'also' as the ending......"

"Ridiculous!" Before Han Lin could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qianlong in a heavy voice: "Wang Anshi is from the Northern Song Dynasty, what does it have to do with the previous dynasty!"

His left sentence is ridiculous. The right sentence was pedantic, which made several Hanlin sweat cold when they heard it.

"Such a shallow truth, I'm afraid that the letter-writing gentlemen on the street can understand it, but you are still arguing with me here-" Qianlong didn't know what to think, and suddenly said to the chief eunuch on the side: "Gao Yuncong, go and get that ...... The guard named Heshen brought me in. ”

"Tsk. ”

"I know that one by one of you is not convinced, and I feel that I have been disciplined for acting under orders, and I am unreasonable. Qianlong looked at the Hanlin who were kneeling on the ground and said.

"The ministers dare not ......"

"Don't dare. I really don't dare. Qianlong still pointed at them with the book and said, "I want to convince you that the problem is with you or with me—come on, don't kneel and get up." ”

Several Hanlin stood up and looked at each other. They can't understand the meaning of this long live lord.

He Shen, dressed as a royal guard, was led by Gao Yun and came to the library room.

He hung his head all the way until he came to Qianlong and saluted. All of them look respectful.

In his heart, he had imagined the possibility of the emperor uploading himself countless times, and Yu Guang also looked at the situation in the study. I thought it through.

"You came out of the official school of Xian'an Palace, and you are familiar with literature and ink. Qianlong asked directly: "What do you think of the last sentence in Wang Anshi's "Docking the Boat Guazhou", 'When will the bright moon shine on me'." If you are asked to do it, how are you going to do it?"

Liu Tongxun on the side moved his gray eyebrows when he heard this.

What does the emperor mean by this?

If you have the heart to prove that you are right, you can directly ask if you should repair it, and give you a look that you shouldn't repair, why don't you have a look, and ask how to fix it?

Isn't this blatantly misleading?

It can be said that no one is confused, and it must not be said that the emperor is confused, how can he be as shrewd as this emperor, how can he do such a stupid thing of moving stones and shooting himself in the foot?

Liu Tongxun secretly sighed that he couldn't guess the emperor's mind thirty years ago, and he still couldn't guess it thirty years later.

But I can't guess it for decades, let alone this little guard.

Can you still expect him to answer into the emperor's heart?

Qianlong couldn't tell the joy and anger on his face, and he was not in a hurry, so he just opened the poetry collection again, waiting for He Shen to answer.

"Back to the emperor's words. He Shen raised his head slightly.

"Oh, how did you figure it out so quickly?" Qianlong looked at him with interest.

"The minions are stupid, and they really can't think of how to change them. He Shen didn't show any nervousness, and said slowly: "This poem is a peerless masterpiece in terms of sentence choice, neat battle, and artistic conception. ”

Liu Tongxun and Hanlin were surprised when they heard this.

This little guard, on the premise of not knowing the emperor's thoughts, dared to indirectly refute the emperor's words!

The emperor asked him what to do, but he said that he could not change it.

Is this a stupid and bold person who has no heart and lungs, or is it stupid to read a poisonous book, and I really think that this is a situation where only literature is supreme?

Liu Tongxun looked at He Shen attentively.

But now that he is old, his eyes are not very good, and he can't figure out why, he only vaguely looks strangely handsome, and he really looks like a scholar.

Qianlong raised his eyebrows, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he looked at He Shen and continued to ask: "What you are talking about is the opinion of ordinary literati. But if you edit this south study, will you repair it or not?"

Hearing him say this, He Shen knew that he had guessed correctly.

There is no tension at all: "Standing in the position of a literati, the slave thinks that it is 'uncultivateable'." If you stand in the position of editing, the slave thinks that it is 'no need to repair' - not to mention anything else, just say that this poem was handed down from the Northern Song Dynasty, and there is no possibility of alluding to the current dynasty. If you deliberately modify it on the other hand, it seems that there are no three hundred taels of silver here, and the intention is also intentional. ”

"That's a good point. Qianlong smiled at this time, looked at the Hanlin people on the side and said, "Listen to what people say." Even the guards are not as good, in vain you still hold Hanlin's Yulu, do you blush or not?"

……

After He Shen received a burst of praise from Qianlong, he walked out of the south study, with no worry or joy on his face, but he came out with a long sigh of relief.

He was just calm on the surface, but in fact, he never stopped worrying in his heart.

Because he understands that if his answer is slightly off, he is afraid that he is now a royal guard, and he can only be a royal guard for the rest of his life.

The emperor's talent is obviously a test of him.

It's sudden and thrilling, but it's undoubtedly a good thing.

The emperor is willing to test him so that he can have a chance to prove himself.

It's just that the emperor is going around in circles like this, and he is by no means really just to test him.

The emperor has the emperor's deep meaning——

And it is precisely because he has figured out this deep meaning, so he can pass this test of 'whim'.

He has never been a fluke, but a layer of careful speculation.

If he was not mistaken, the emperor's reprimand in the south study today for the Hanlin people who had modified Wang Anshi's work without authorization would soon spread.

The truth was just as he expected.

In one day, the news not only spread in the palace, but even the official school of Xian'an Palace was discussing the matter.

Soon, it spread outside the palace.

The literati unanimously scolded the Hanlin for being literati in vain, and there was no distinction between black and white.

Of course, the more popular words are still praise for Qianlong.

Feng Jiwen also heard about it in the evening.

In addition, I also learned about the table Xiàn of Heshen in the south study today.

This was all relayed to her by Xiaocha from Liu Quan.

Feng Jiwen, who was still angry, pursed her lips.

said that breaking the sky is just a poem, and it was suddenly instigated so exaggerated, and it was greasy at first glance.

There are also surnames and people, and the eyelids are really alive.

If you don't accept it, you can't.

One old and one young, two conspirators.

is worthy of the black and white face of a famous person in history, where did he go, and he began to sing and harmonize.

As soon as she complained in her heart, she heard the maid come and say that the 'conspirator' of her family had returned.

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Small Theatre Series –

Moderator: Could you please tell us about your feelings after the first time you got angry with each other?

Mosquito (blocking the camera with his hand): I don't have any feelings, I just think that some people are not in the right mind!

Host (embarrassed smile): Okay, it seems that Mrs. He's anger hasn't disappeared yet, now please talk to the adults, and the adults, you seem to be in a good mood?

And my lord: Because I have found that it is good to be angry.

Moderator: For example, can you share it with you?

And my lord: For example, Madame thinks about me a lot more times in a day. This deepened her attention to me on a large Cheng dù. (To be continued.) )

ps:Four thousand chapters,That's all for today.,Tomorrow again.,Thank you for your concern for me.,It's not a big deal.,It should be the reason for the hot weather!(In addition,It's not just pregnancy that makes you nauseous??Can you be a little purity!)

Digression series: Love is a really magical thing, whether you admit it or not, it is indeed enough to change a person, such as the immobile and adults gradually begin to be swayed by mosquitoes.

For another example, my two-meter brother, who is usually quite a gentleman, now speaks to me and calls himself "other" (smiling face)