Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Emperor Arrives
Han Yueqiu stood in the courtyard, the sky was already slightly bright at this time, after a night of assessment and the discussion just now, the sun had already broken through the clouds and reflected a faint light. After a while, the day dawned, and the disciples were also exhausted, and the continuous assessment exhausted everyone's experience, but everyone was in good spirits and did not feel sleepy, because the results of several years of learning will be revealed at this time today.
After the rankings were announced, some people were naturally happy and some worried. Lu Yunzhi became the seventh, Qu Xiangtian became the eighth, Gao Huai ranked tenth, Fang Qingze ranked eleventh, Qin Rufeng ranked twelfth, Zhu Jianwen became the current eighteenth "brother", the snake brother Diao Shanshe came forward, and after saluting everyone, he cried and said with a sad face: "Hey, how did you say I was mixed, and now I have become your junior brother." I've met all of you. Qu Fang Zhulu laughed and patted Diao Shanshe's shoulder and said, "You are still our snake brother." Diao Shanshe suddenly looked happy, and shouted happily: "A total of ten people ran in front of me, which means that I am now ranked twenty-eighth, and I am no longer in the bottom dozens, Lu Shunerd, I still have a grudge against you for the first time that I am down to dozens of people, and today is finally a shame before the snow, haha." When the crowd heard this, they couldn't laugh or cry even more.
Just when the disciples wanted to go back to the room to rest, suddenly the guy in the porter came to report, and after he lay on Han Yueqiu's ear and muttered a few words, Han Yueqiu turned his head and said a few words to Mr. Shi, Mr. Shi frowned slightly, and said: "The disciples follow me to the front yard and stand in the order of the new ranking, Zhu Qizhen is here." ”
Saying that, he took the lead and walked to the front yard, several senior brothers followed, but everyone in front of Yangshan Zhai exploded, they all knew who Zhu Qizhen was, it was the current saint, the emperor of the Ninety-Five. What is the coming of today? Everyone didn't know, everyone in the third room looked at each other a few times, and they couldn't think about it, so they also walked towards the front yard.
The front yard was covered with hundreds of brocade guards, wearing flying fish suits to hang embroidered spring knives, looking at the people in front of them with horizontal eyebrows and cold erections, some of them did not know the height of the sky, and even a few people were horizontal in front of Mr. Shi, wanting Mr. Shi to take a detour, but was pushed away by Du Hai. Jinyiwei has been suppressed a lot by the East Factory in recent years, and the East Factory even assisted in managing the affairs of Jinyiwei, and it is precisely because of the eunuch Wang Zhen's party and government that the leaders of Jinyiwei have been replaced by Wang Zhen's nephew, Wang Shan, who is not learned and unskilled, and Ma Shun, a dead friend, are jointly in charge of Jinyiwei, so Jinyiwei is now like a ruffian and hooligan, and only a few shrewd and strong people can be of great use. However, Jin Yiwei still thinks that it is not a problem to oppress the common people, and in the eyes of internal struggles, so people who know who Mr. Shi is are unwilling to explain, so that those arrogant and brainless Jin Yiwei will stop Mr. Shi, in fact, as long as they calm down and think about it, they will know that Mr. Shi is powerful, how could an ordinary emperor come here early in the morning.
Mr. Shi stood in the courtyard and looked at the gate, the sound of the iron armor colliding outside the gate, the sound of the horse iron landing suddenly rose, a large number of sergeants poured into the door, standing solemnly on both sides, looking very different from those rabble brocade guards, everyone was full of energy and strength, and the iron and blood man was in his true colors, everyone wore a scimitar on his waist, and carried a musket on his shoulder, which was a team in the Shenji Battalion, one of the three major battalions of the Ming Dynasty.
A young man in his twenties wearing the emperor's embroidered dragon on both shoulders and jade leather boots walked into the door, and said as he walked: "Mr. Shi, I have told them not to make a big noise, but Mr. Wang thinks that my safety is of great importance. You don't think so. Wang Zhen snorted coldly behind him and glanced at Mr. Shi.
Mr. Shi arched his hand and said, "The savage Shi Fang is polite, I don't know what is important in this burrow today." Zhu Qizhen waved his hand and said, "It's not a big deal, ask for a glass of wine." As he spoke, he was about to go inside, when Zhu Jianwen stepped forward, knelt down on his knees and kowtowed and said, "Long live the minister." Zhu Qizhen was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly picked up Zhu Jianwen, who was six years younger than him, and said, "Aiqing is flat." Zhu Jianwen stood up, finished the courtesy of the monarch and the minister, and then performed the gift of uncle and nephew, and said: "The nephew visits the emperor." Zhu Qizhen laughed and said yes, and then ordered the attendants around him to reward a hundred taels of gold, and then followed Mr. Shi into Tingyuxuan. Only then did everyone remember that Zhu Jianwen was the son of King Wu and the nephew of Emperor Zhu Qizhen. All the disciples followed, except for the top ten disciples who entered Tingyuxuan to accompany them, the rest of the people stood solemnly outside and waited.
After pouring a cup of tea, Mr. Shi asked, "Emperor, let's not gossip, there are no outsiders in the hall now, you can explain your intentions." The emperor was a little embarrassed when he heard Mr. Shi's question, and Wang Zhen said: "The foreign country is coming, and it is time for you to serve the country, so be an envoy." The tone was sharp and mean, Du Hai was a little excited and almost scolded, but he was glared at fiercely by Han Yueqiu and didn't dare to open his mouth.
Mr. Shi sneered and said, "Mr. Wang, I remember that Emperor Taizu Gao once engraved eight big characters on the iron tablet at the gate of the palace, 'Ministers shall not interfere in political affairs', and then you removed it." I don't dare to speculate on your good intentions, but I don't know if you see the big words on our shadow wall' 'Don't plan the world, don't count the emperor's orders, don't interfere in the government, violators, destroy the nine clans' is also Emperor Taizu's own handwriting, I don't dare to forget. So it's better that I'm not involved in this kind of thing. ”
Wang Zhen snorted coldly: "What do I have good intentions, you can refuse just now, but you can't refuse what I say next, it was Timur who declared war on our Ming Dynasty." Mr. Shi's hand holding the teacup suddenly trembled, and he quickly regained his composure, drank the tea slowly, and then raised his hand to make a gesture of invitation and said, "Yueqiu, send off." ”
Wang Zhen was suddenly extremely embarrassed, Zhu Qizhen was also shocked by what Mr. Shi did, just wanted to be angry, he thought of Mr. Shi beating Wang Zhen under his nose in front of the Taihe Hall a few years ago, and suppressed his anger in his stomach for a while, turned around and brushed his sleeves away, and did not take a few steps Mr. Shi raised his voice while drinking tea: "Your Majesty, we are sending Timur, and we will not be far away." ”
The emperor listened to the footsteps and paused, looked back at Mr. Shi who was still sitting, and then walked away quickly, the disciples were shocked and didn't know what happened, only a few people present lowered their heads thoughtfully, Mr. Shi beckoned Lu Yunzhi to come to the front and asked, "Yunzhi, what do you think?" ”
Lu Yunzhi said in a low voice: "Something happened to the Murong family. Mr. Shi nodded, and added another steaming cup of tea to his teacup.