Chapter 124: Fire
In August, a palace called Wende Hall had just been repaired. It was supposed to be a small thing, but something big happened on this night.
There was a sudden fire in the palace, it was from the dormitory, and the night wind was strong, the autumn wind roared, hulala, and because the palace was almost all made of wood, so the tongue of fire was swept by the wind, and jumped up a few feet high happily, and almost half of the people in the capital saw the palace on fire.
The guards and eunuchs hurriedly put out the fire, but where could they put it out?
In this burning, the eight luxurious palaces of Chongde, Changchun, Zifu, Huiqing, Tianhe, Chengming, and Yanqing were all burned to ashes. Fortunately, a little Huangmen eunuch named Wang Shougui "discovered" in time and helped Zhao Zhen and Liu E to the back garden.
The autumn night is long and heavy, who is the mother and son standing in the night wind? Shengsheng stood in the back garden all night before the fire stopped.
The old lady is so angry!
So he sent someone to investigate, it was not a trivial matter, and it was burned from the dormitory, could it be that someone wanted to kill her! The eunuchs and maids in the palace were arrested, severely beaten, and tortured. In the end, all the spearheads are pointed at one person, his own adopted son, the current Majesty!
The old lady's brain, which had an IQ of 16, immediately crashed, and it took most of the day to wake up.
This matter is not easy to deal with, if you want to abolish your son and set up a new king, it is impossible, your son has been on the throne for almost ten years, not at the beginning, if you do this, no one can predict the consequences. So he endured it and didn't have a seizure.
But this matter must be explained to the people of the world, and it is impossible to say to the people of the world that it was my son who was so idle that he instructed someone to set a fire. In the end, the crime was put on a "sewing man" who did needlework in the palace, made him ambushed, handed it over to Kaifeng Mansion, and let Cheng Lin behead it to show the public. The right to be a son is ignorant, and he learned from Lao Tzu to seal a Zen.
It's always much less than that.
And Cheng Lin is her cronies, and she will also know that this matter must be dealt with quickly.
However, this time Cheng Lin disappointed her, it was not burned by the sewing man! Our Kaifeng Mansion Yamen is not only a guillotine of the imperial court, but also an interrogation institution, without obvious evidence, don't think about me and cut people indiscriminately. Old lady, you first circle the route of the fire to me, let the minister take a look, yes, I will behead, no, let people go.
The old lady made her son angry at this time, her IQ dropped sharply, and she was so dazed that she drew the picture, Cheng Lin lay on the picture and studied it for a long time, and said: "The fire is without a trace, it may be the will of heaven, Your Majesty should cultivate virtue and deal with it, and now attribute the crime to an innocent palace person, and immediately give death, which is even more damned." β
What the old lady is most afraid of is Cheng Lin's words.
In the book, the little emperor was very cooperative, and deliberately came forward, and in order to lenient his prison, he pardoned the sewing people and other palace people who were implicated.
Lao Cheng must have inserted a kick in the middle, but no one knows how deep it can be inserted.
Sure enough, Cheng Teng Zongliang and secretary Liu Zhao in the palace began to write: "The husband must use stone to attack jade, and the brocade must be fish...... However, the edict has not been released, and the bow is still strict, I am afraid that it will violate the will of the heavens, and I am deeply tired of the two palaces for a good life, and the woman is weak, under the basket, why can't I ask for it! β¦β¦ The country is the king of the world with fire, and the fire loses its surname, and the government loses its origin. β
The twists and turns are a bit long, mainly for the old lady to go online, put on a big hat, and almost pull the old lady out to put on the shackles, and swim the royal street of Kaifeng Mansion. The Song Dynasty was the king of Huode, and now the fire is out of shape and burns itself, and the root of the disease is in your old man's body. It is you who messed up the political axe, and the government lost the basics, quickly withdraw the curtain and return the power to the emperor, and the country will be peaceful.
The old lady didn't deal with the two of them, and sat in the harem in a daze.
Why did you raise this unfilial son, and what does this son want to do?
Cheng Lin's betrayal and her son's unfilial piety made the old lady sad.
The burn was also burned, and the beautiful and brilliant inner palace could not be left with a large number of broken walls, and an edict was issued to recruit craftsmen and transport materials from all over the country, and send them to the capital for reconstruction.
How fast will such a big thing spread?
In just one day, it reached Zhengzhou.
Many students were secretly lucky, fortunately, the fire broke out in August, otherwise the test would have been suspended. It is definitely too late to suspend it now, and the neighboring prefectures can issue the edict in time, but the remote state capital, after the edict is issued, the examination will have already ended.
Who knows the truth?
Someone knows, Zheng Lang.
Even some history books also acquiesced in the end that it was the little emperor who did it, but it is impossible to know how many people participated. But there are two people who are definitely involved, one is Cheng Lin, who may be a little shallow, or he didn't know in advance, but he took the initiative to offer his hospitality to the little emperor, which gave the little emperor courage. The other person is the eunuch Yan Yingwen, and later the little emperor's attention to him is incomprehensible. It is possible that it was this participation that made the little emperor very grateful to him from the bottom of his heart.
The matter is not over, and a series of dazzling actions will take place below, until the old lady is so angry that she snorts, gets sick, and dies.
But who did the two do right and who did it wrong?
This is a patriarchal era, the old lady is too tight, and the little emperor has made some small counterattacks, which is reasonable. In fact, this counterattack made Jin feel funny, but there were many "loyal" people in the court, who threw themselves into the net to cooperate, and the old lady did not harden her heart, and in the face of the sudden incident, she chose to retreat step by step, so that the little emperor succeeded. In fact, compared to the dark and eerie political struggles of other dynasties, the little emperor's actions are simply a funny child's play.
Did the old lady do something wrong?
Didn't do anchors either! Now the little emperor is very naΓ―ve, just look at the old lady's death, and the strange things that happened in those years. The little emperor is not yet capable of really taking over the country. Only the old lady grabbed the power too tightly.
But what if you think about it again?
Flip through the history books and look at the mortality rate of each emperor's son, how many princes died? In the rich palace, there are countless skilled imperial doctors who treat them in a timely manner, and the survival rate is less than half of that of ordinary people's children!
For example, the son of Song Zhenzong, and the future son of the little emperor.
What is the reason?
If there is no old lady to cover the sky, let Concubine Li Chen feed, and see if there is a little emperor today?
Originally, this matter should not be considered by him, but next year, a bigger matter, he wanted to intervene in it and make a small pit for the Eight Sages King. I have to think about it. If you can't do it then, your majesty is doing it right, and the queen mother is doing it right, if you want to make peace with the mud, go home and drink the northwest wind.
The one who can intervene in this matter is not a famous person! Who will tolerate your ambiguity?
In fact, the struggle between right and wrong is also a moral dispute.
This made Zheng Lang think of Confucianism again, and he pondered in prison for a few days, and after he was released, he rarely thought about it because of his lazy surname. There are too many works with major academic surnames, such as "The Case of Song and Yuan Dynasty Studies" and supplements, which have more than 10,000 pages, as well as the ideas of Chen Xianzhang, Wang Yangming, Luo Qinshun, Wu Tinghan, Liu Zongzhou, Huang Zongxi and other great Confucians in the Ming and Qing dynasties.
Even if you turn the pages in your mind, it will take you a few months.
Where does he have this time to reflect?
However, it seems to force him to think about the moral standards in his heart.
Sit cross-legged on the bed and reminisce about it in your mind. This is a very boring thing, as a later generation, to be able to immerse yourself in these Confucian scholarships, less than one in ten. But this time it seems to be really immersed. A "meditation" is for several hours, and Jiang Xing'er and Si'er are a little worried. Si'er wanted to speak, but Jiang Xing'er waved her hand and motioned for her not to speak. Zheng Lang wants to "think". But she also used her little white hand to quietly put it under Zheng Lang's nostrils and probed.
"Is there gas?" Si'er was worried and said the wrong thing.
"Without gas, am I still human?" Zheng Lang asked them to get it and sobered up, just when he heard Si'er's dizzy words, he said angrily.
Jiang Xing'er patted Si'er's head and laughed.
But Zheng Lang was not annoyed, Si'er often made some small mistakes, but he was really loyal to himself, and sometimes he felt that Jiang Xing'er was not a nerd, but Si'er was an idiot.
Jumping out of bed, the two little girls brought water from the well, brought towels, and asked him to wash his face.
This kind of life can make people develop the habit of laziness, and sometimes Zheng Lang is so comfortable that he doesn't want to work hard.
Si'er tiptoed and said, "Da Lang, I said the wrong thing. β
After finishing speaking, he drooped his head and wanted to pump his mouth.
"You," Zheng Lang pinched her little face lovingly, and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just that you said the wrong thing." I also said that Dong Zhongshu said the wrong thing? β
It's another bad joke.
Jiang Xing'er laughed heartily.
Si'er still feels guilty and doesn't know what to do.
"Come, the exam is about to begin, I wish me a great success, kiss me."
"Okay, 1 is small after all, I don't know yet, I just watched Jiang Xing'er learn, so I put my little tongue in Zheng Lang's lips and stirred it. Jiang Xing'er looked at her clumsy kissing appearance, and bent down again to laugh.
Look at 15 clouds in February and August.
The February clouds are low, charming, soft, peach blossoms, a bewitching young woman full of charm, and the beautiful and quiet guqin song "Spring Flower River Moonlit Night". The clouds in August are completely different, they are high, light, and high, they are the arrogant and awe-inspiring autumn chrysanthemums, they are the hermits surnamed Gao in the deep mountains and ravines, and they are the melodious ...... of the bagpipes "The Wind from the South" The morning star has not yet darkened, a glow red has appeared in the east, and the light and beautiful fish scale clouds in the sky have flashed with magnificent colors, which are extremely beautiful.
Suddenly, a bright light rose into the sky, and a round of red light instantly rose from the colorful clouds. Heaven and earth seem to be shelled in the blink of an eye!
Zhengzhou City is also lively.
The Zhengzhou test has finally begun!