In the left prime minister's mansion, a sergeant dressed as a private soldier commander knelt on one knee, ashamed, and pleaded guilty to the head of the man.

"The little one is guilty, if there is no reminder from the sixth master, I have never noticed any difference outside the Xiangfu. It has now been ascertained that there are indeed warriors in ambush outside the house. Look at the dress and act, more than all the way. Among them, there are a few people who are like eight points with the former imperial prison spies. The small ones have been given additional men and guarded strictly. ”

Zhu Liuye supported his elbow with one hand, snapped, and the ivory folding fan in his hand hit the edge of the bookcase hard. The skeleton of the folding fan was brittle, and it couldn't stand such a force, and from the top to the bottom of the blow, a spider silk-like slender crack bloomed.

"It's a pity, the best folding fan was ruined like this." Say it and throw it to the bottom of the hall, as if you have abandoned it.

The folding fan was thrown by him right to the bottom of the kneeling man, three inches in front of him. Half-opened, lying quietly on the carpet, because it was ivory as bone, the refracted light was faintly cold.

The commander of the private army did not dare to move, and his head hung lower. "It's a small negligence, and the small one is to ask the sixth master to punish it."

Zhu Xi walked around him, and the corners of his dark robe swept past him.

"Make a note first, and you will be allowed to make meritorious service for your crimes." After that, he picked up the hem of his clothes, stepped out of the door, and took the retinue guarding the door, and went to the gentle residence in the middle of the night.

He knocked on the door, but saw Wen Liang wearing a thin shirt in a green coat and holding a candlestick to answer the door. I had just rinsed and washed my hair, and there was still moisture on my hair. There is only a wooden hairpin on his head, and he dresses up as a scribe.

"Sixth Master, please." Wen Liang leaned sideways to let go, revealing the scroll spread out on the low table behind him. It is conceivable that it was in Wenshu before.

The two sat down separately across the desk.

"Visiting late at night, there is something I need to tell my husband. Indeed, as Mr. said, Mr. is in a very bad situation now. In addition to the previous inference, the Marquis of Jiangyin has sent someone to keep an eye on him. What's even more tricky is the one from the Zhao Guogong Mansion. ”

Wen Liang's face was bitter, and he turned his hand and closed the book written by his teacher. Straighten up and bow to him carefully. But it was to thank him for staying and saving his life.

"Mid-Autumn Festival palace banquet, Wen Liang, please follow the sixth master into the palace. Wen Liang wants to meet a few people in person to dispel the confusion in his heart. ”

Zhu Liuye secretly glanced at the volume of documents placed upside down on the case, and identified that it was a volume of "Biography", written by Ji Zhou. I can't help but think that Ji Zhou, who is happy to learn from a school, is really a little too whimsical.

Ji Zhou advocates freedom of thought and encourages poor students to study and enter the profession. Advocate learning and excellence, and completely break the narrow situation of "promoting virtue and filial piety" in the hands of the family.

This doctrine is already a major event for a country.

No wonder that man is so resolute that he must erase the meekness before he is willing.

Zhu Xi thought that he and that person still had a somewhat different point of view.

This person is gentle, although he strongly admires the study of the mind. However, throughout the ages, there have been so many people who have written books and established schools. Heresy, before that, was not without a world.

But what? Writing a book and implementing it are not the same thing. Zhu Xi only felt funny, this mental study sounded powerful, if it could be supported by poor students, in the long run, it might be able to compete with the family.

The fact is, how many people are literate in the poor family? The power of the world's scholars, seven or eight times out of ten, is in the hands of the family. If the mind is rampant, how can the family stand by and ignore it?

In Zhu Xi's opinion, this mental study is a pile of waste paper that sounds good and looks good, but it is useless.

That person values Wen Liang so much, perhaps, in addition to being willing to learn, just like him, it is Wen Liang who values this person, who is very good at strategy. Therefore, it is only so big to prevent problems before they happen.

Putting aside his studies, Zhu Xi still respects Wen Liang's invitation.

"Sir, I don't know, this year's autumn festival is slightly different from previous years. The first is the poetry meeting, followed by the banquet, and the last is the lantern viewing in the imperial garden. In the early dynasty, you need to go straight to Wenyuan Pavilion to preside over the poetry meeting, and it is inevitable that you will be entertained by human feelings. I'm afraid I won't have time to go back to the house, and then take Mr. into the palace again. ”

Wen Liang heard him say this, but he smiled bitterly. "Dare to ask the sixth master, this is presiding over the poetry meeting, but the sixth master took the initiative to ask for his life?"

Zhu Xi was stunned, waved his hand and said, "Naturally not." It was really rejected by all colleagues, and it was difficult to resist. ”

At this point, suddenly, Zhu Xi's face also changed. Inspired by Wen Liang's question, I finally realized that this errand of "presiding over the poetry meeting" was not intended to be in the poetry meeting. "It's ......"

"Yes, it should have been the man's instigation, fueling the troubles, and single-handedly facilitating. For the sake of delaying the sixth master, and if I am willing to be trapped in this mansion and do nothing, that person's purpose will be achieved. ”

Zhu Liuye's face was a little ugly.

"According to Mr. So, why don't you change it when it is convenient to accompany Mr. into the palace again?"

Wen Liang also wants to do so, but things are never wishful thinking. "The sixth master can know that now Wen Liang is equivalent to being cocooned and self-bound, and he does not dare to step out of the Prime Minister's Mansion. However, there are indeed those who need to be investigated, and as the saying goes, hearing is false, and seeing is believing. Just like that Gongzi Dan, go back a few years, who would have thought that it was this person who helped that person to make the final decision in the battle for succession. Who can guarantee that in this world, there is no second Gongzi Dan? ”

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into Zhu Xi's heart. Yes, who dares to boast about Haikou and say that there is no second son Dan in the world?

"Don't hide it from the sixth master, what is suspicious now is the righteousness of the son who has almost been forgotten by the world and has done nothing. In addition to him, the right minister and the Marquis of Jiangyin have also admired him for a long time. Missed this year's autumn banquet, Wen Liang and light on weekdays can't go out of the house. When can I find out? ”

This means that the people he wants to secretly investigate, in addition to Gongziyi, Gu Yan, the prince of the Duke of Zhao, and the Marquis of Jiangyin, He Frame, are also among them.

Wen Liang suspected that the group that searched for him many years ago may have nothing to do with the Marquis of Jiangyin. Otherwise, the two have never met, why was he targeted by the Marquis of Jiangyin as soon as he entered Beijing? Without even hesitation, he handed over the message to him.

The name of this really made him want to break his head, and he didn't understand it.

I don't know if it's the so-called unpredictable world. The person who wanted to punish him back then couldn't remember who he was. Now there are other people who really know what he has learned and are afraid of his strategy.

Unfortunately, the two of them, because of a woman and knowing each other's details clearly, went their separate ways in their previous lives to their current friendship, which led to his gentle dilemma today.

In the house, where only a candlestick and an oil lamp were lit, Zhu Xi bent his fingers and tapped lightly on his lap. I just feel that this matter is difficult, and this can't be done, and that's not possible. Arrange guards, escort Wen Liang into the palace alone, and after going out, you need to beware of the terrifying imperial prison in the past, and the endless assassination methods along the way.

If it is fine on the long street full of people, once the carriage drives onto the official road leading to the palace, except for those who are also from the same family, ordinary people are strictly ordered not to set foot on it, and those who violate the order will be killed!

In this way, even if the carriage in which the gentleman rode was on the official road, there were sedan chairs of courtiers or ladies in front and behind as cover. wanted the spies of the Imperial Prison to throw a mouse bogey, but others did not dare to do it. This is tantamount to a fool's dream, but falling into the trap of the other party!

Compared with lurking on the side of the road, waiting for the opportunity to shoot with a bow and crossbow, it is naturally hidden in the carriage, and it is easier to succeed with one blow. Everyone in Beijing knows that the spies from the Imperial Prison are like rats that burrow into the ground, penetrating everywhere. Camouflage is hidden in the sedan chair, but it is more convenient for the other party to act.

Zhu Liuye's fingers on his knees became more and more urgent.

At this time, Wen Liang raised his eyes behind the case. In the gentle and harmless eyes, the gaze is as clear as water, and he has made a decision.

"I also asked the sixth master to arrange for Wen Liang to enter the palace. This time, Wen Liang borrowed his concubine Jiang for use. ”