If that's the case, it's a bit of a problem.

Yang Guozhong was determined to deal with Du Fu, and his attitude was very resolute. For the sake of a mere official, it doesn't seem to be worth it for King Yongning and Yang Xiang to turn their faces...... []

Ma Lu's heart flashed, but he accompanied Zhang Xuan into the yamen of Jingzhao Mansion without changing his face.

After serving tea in the main hall, Zhang Xuan casually said a few words of gossip with Ma Lu, and then smiled and said: "Master Ma, this king has long heard Du Zimei's poetry is peerless, and his character is noble. Malu smiled wryly awkwardly.

Du Fu was called by Yang Guozhong as "unruly, rebellious, harboring evil intentions, and despicable", but in the mouth of King Yongning, he became "a poet with peerless talent and noble character". Isn't that difficult?

"Lord Wang, the prison is gloomy and dirty, wait for the humble post to send someone to bring that Du Zimei to the lobby and meet the prince!"

Zhang Xuan smiled slightly and nodded: "It's okay, this king is waiting here, there is Lord Raoma." Ma Lu left in a hurry and ordered someone to take Du Fu out of the prison.

For Du Fu, this time the text prison is almost a flying disaster.

When he was young, Du Fu traveled all over the world, met Li Bai twice, talked about poetry and friendship, and formed a deep friendship. During the Tianbao period, he went to Chang'an, and he had no way to enter, and he was trapped for many years before he obtained the small post of the right guard to lead the government to join the army. I am depressed, and my mood can be imagined.

All day long, Zhang Xuan drinks and writes poems to entertain himself. This beauty walked a song, which was made after drinking last month, and was inadvertently passed on by a friend. was secretly framed by the villain, which is why today's prison disaster is here.

Du Fu was sitting in prison, and for a resolute scribe like him, a little prison could not alarm him. He was mentally prepared for the worst, it was nothing more than a death, and it was better to die than to spend his old age as a small official.

"Du Zimei, if someone wants to see you, hurry up and come out to clean your face and freshen up." The cell boss shouted impatiently outside the cell door.

Du Fu was stunned, and his heart said that a certain family had fallen into this situation, and someone else wanted to see me?

He slowly got up and walked out of the cell, behind him the constant urging and invincing of the cell boss.

After washing his face and combing his hair in the gatehouse of the prison, Du Fu followed the jailer out of the Jingzhao Mansion prison and walked towards the main hall of the Jingzhao Mansion.

Outside the main hall, Ma Lu stood with his head held high and looked down at Du Fu.

Du Fu let out a sigh of relief and bowed down: "Du Fu meets Lord Yin Ma of Jingzhao Mansion!" "Get up, read that you are in the same vein as Sven, and it is not difficult for you to be an official." Today, the king of Yongning came to the palace, and if he wants to see you, you should be respectful and polite, and don't bump into the prince. After Ma Lu finished speaking, he glanced at Du Fu deeply and motioned for him to follow into the hall.

Entering the lobby, Du Fu hurriedly glanced at Zhang Xuan, but he didn't dare to look at it anymore, knelt down silently on the ground, and said loudly: "Du Fu meets King Yongning!" ”

Zhang Xuan was silent, just looking at Du Fu.

I saw that he was about forty years old, with thin yellow muscles and a haggard appearance, if it weren't for the spirit in his bones, Zhang Xuan would have found it hard to believe that this was the poet Du Fu who was as famous as Li Bai in later generations.

As a literati, compared with Li Bai, who is debauched and talented, Du Fu is worried about the country and the people, and he is more gentlemanly. In Zhang Xuan's heart, Du Fu's status is much higher than Li Bai. In terms of poetry talent, Du Fu may be slightly inferior, but in terms of style, Du Fu is a cut above Li Bai.

"Du Zimei, you are so bold, you dare to let loose your bones, compose poems to ridicule Yang Xiang and the three ladies of the country, and now you have a big disaster, what else do you have to say?" As soon as Zhang Xuan's words came out, Ma Lu, who was watching, was stunned, and why did King Yongning change his face again?

Just now he obviously admired Du Fu very much, but now his words seem to be ...... Du Fu's heart trembled, and he slowly raised his head to look at Zhang Xuan, his face was slightly red, and he said softly: "Back to the prince's words, Du Fu is just writing poems for his own amusement, and there is no disrespect for Yang Xiang, please also ask the prince to be clear!" ”

Zhang Xuan sneered: "You still dare to quibble? The poems are chiseled, right in front of you, even if you are clever and eloquent, it is difficult to get away with serious crimes. Have you ever regretted it now? "Du Fu has no regrets. Du Fu stood tall between heaven and earth, and asked himself if he was standing up straight, since it was a disaster without vain, he had nothing to say. Although Du Fu's voice was low and sad, it was calm.

"What's the joy of life, and what's the fear of death?" Du Fu sighed, knelt on the ground and bowed to Zhang Xuan, "At most, one death is enough." In this life, Du Fu was displaced, depressed, and it was better to die than to be a little official for the rest of his life. ”

"What is the joy of life and what is the fear of death!" Zhang Xuan laughed, suddenly got up and stepped forward, leaned over and helped Du Fu up: "Mr. Du, please get up, Mr. Zhang Mouwen has been famous for a long time, and now I have come to see him." Du Fu looked at Zhang Xuan in shock, his expression changed, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

"Mr.'s poems make Zhang Xuan feel the same way." Zhang Xuan chanted softly: "Mr. is worried about the country and the people, and his chivalrous bones and scholarly spirit are seriously ill, which is very admirable. ”

Du Fu hurriedly leaned over and bowed again, "The prince has too much reputation, Du Fu doesn't dare to be." ”

"Mr. is high-spirited, talented and virtuous, and when he is a famous person, he doesn't have to be too humble." Zhang Xuan smiled and sat down hand in hand with Du Fu, "Zhang is here today to offer Mr. Fu's plan to get out of trouble." Du Fu's eyes flashed, although he was not afraid of death, but he also did not want to die, not only did he not want to die, but he also wanted to be able to show his ambition to serve the country. Otherwise, he would not have repeatedly submitted poems to the powerful people of the current dynasty in order to be recommended.

"Please save me!" Du Fu got up and bowed.

Zhang Xuan glanced back at Ma Lu and smiled lightly, "Master Ma, please prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." Ma Lu smiled a little awkwardly, and turned around to ask someone to bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

He is one of Zhang Xuan's henchmen in the court, and Zhang Xuan does not shy away from him in some things, which can be regarded as a kind of trust. Malu is well aware of this, and naturally has a claim.

Zhang Xuan whispered a few words in Du Fu's ear, Du Fu's eyes lit up, and he nodded excitedly.

After a while, the next person sent pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Du Fu got up and bowed to Zhang Xuan first, then stood in front of the desk and groaned slightly, and wrote a "Persuasion Fu" with a stroke of a pen.

The gist is to say that His Royal Highness the Prince of the Prison State is wise and martial, and his martial arts are not inferior to the emperors of the Tang Dynasty and His Majesty today, and now the old emperor is sick and ignores the state affairs.

Du Fu is a poet after all, and he has goods in his belly without worrying about selling. This endowment is also related to his net worth, life and future, how can he not go all out. Therefore, this fu is magnificent, reasonable, and well-founded, and it is extremely praising Li Heng.

In less than half an hour, Du Fu put down his pen and presented it to Zhang Xuan with both hands, "Please advise the prince." ”

Zhang Xuan took a look and laughed: "Good, good, good." Mr. Du, you wait in Jingzhao Mansion with a relaxed heart, and when this king enters the palace to meet His Royal Highness, this king should hold a banquet in the palace to wash away the dust of injustice for Mr. Du Fu was grateful, knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Lord Wang's kindness, Du Fu is inexplicably grateful, beyond words!" Ma Lu arrived at this point and finally understood what Zhang Xuan was going to do. He wanted to save Du Fu, but he was unwilling to clash head-on with Yang Guozhong, so he came up with such a clever plan.

Du Fu was originally a celebrity, Du Fu drafted a persuasion fu, and then Zhang Xuan put on a persuasion form, and submitted it in public, how could Li Heng not be happy? In this way, let Li Heng issue an edict to pardon Du Fu, and Yang Guozhong would have nothing to say.

This is not a deep hatred, can he still hold on to it?

Zhang Xuan returned home with Du Fu's "Persuasion into Fu", he said that he was going to enter the palace to meet Li Heng, but he was not in a hurry. This matter has to wait until the New Year, as for Du Fu's side, Ma Lu is a smart person, although Zhang Xuan didn't say anything, he knows what to do.

No matter how much pressure from Yang Guozhong is, it is still okay for him to drag this case on for a few days. Moreover, now that it is the Spring Festival, where does Yang Guozhong have so much energy to continue to follow up and pay attention to this case.

The Yongning Palace is full of joy, the whole house is full of lights, and the atmosphere of the New Year is already very heavy. Compared with the joy of Yongning Palace, Zhang Liangdi's maiden family, Zhang's Mansion, is a gloomy fog.

Zhang Jiyong was dismissed from office, and now he has been ordered by Li Heng to think about it behind closed doors. Zhang Qing had just been exiled back to his hometown, and although his life was worry-free, it was a heavy blow to the prestige of the Zhang family.

Zhang Jiyong originally had some activities in his mind and was ready to find an opportunity to make a comeback, but Zhang Xuan immediately won Han Jianliang, the secretary of Dali Temple, which undoubtedly gave Zhang Jiyong another blow.

What happened to her mother's family also made Zhang Liangdi lose face in the palace, and recently she was even more depressed, leaving the palace and returning to her parents' house to live. And Li Heng was busy with the enthronement and proclamation of the emperor on the Shangyuan Festival, and he couldn't take care of her.

Zhang's living room.

The old lady of the Dou family looked at her somewhat listless granddaughter, and frowned: "Good granddaughter, you better hurry back to the palace to wait for the prince." The crown prince is about to ascend the throne and become emperor, if you follow the prince

is estranged, the queen's position is ......" Zhang Liangdi was shocked: "Grandmother, I ......" "Good granddaughter, as long as you can be the queen, our Zhang family will not be able to fall." And it won't be long before Jiyong, the child, can enter the cabinet again. As for your brother, can you go back to Chang'an, isn't that a matter of the emperor's words? It is necessary to distinguish which is more important than the other. "The old lady of the Dou family is worthy of being an old man, and she went straight to the point with an understatement. Suddenly woke up the dreamer with a word, Zhang Liangdi hurriedly got up to dress up, and then went back to the palace in a hurry, and went straight to Li Heng's bedroom.

Outside the palace, Zhang Liangdi stood at the gate of the palace and glanced at the two eunuchs guarding the door, and said lightly with reserve: "Your Highness can be in the palace?" "Li Heng has no wife, this Zhang Liangdi is equivalent to the crown princess, and she may become the queen in the future. The two eunuchs didn't dare to slack off, and immediately bowed down and replied, "Your Highness is in the study to review the folds." ”