Chapter 0102 Yang Ming hides the sky

Li Dongyang walked out of the palace gate quickly, just got into the sedan chair, and immediately opened the sedan curtain and called the old family who had followed him for many years and said: "Quick, go to the Ministry of Rites, and invite the waiter Wang Huawang to come to my house to drink and fight poetry."

Wang Hua, the head of the Ministry of Rites, the father of Wang Shouren, the head of the Ministry of War, was the champion of the Xin Chou year of Chenghua, and was the bachelor of the East Palace when the former emperor Hongzhi was the prince, and his reputation and status were slightly lower than that of Wang Qiong.

The military department, when it is not in times of war, is the most idle yamen of the six departments, and the treasury department is located in the west wing of the second courtyard. In the summer, when the windows were closed, they were out of breath, and when the windows were opened, their heads shook so badly that many soldiers and miscellaneous servants hid out of the house and sat under the corridor shaking their fans and chatting.

A soldier in a shirtless sweatshirt was spitting and talking about the strange story at the entrance of the vegetable market today: "I heard that Lord Yang of the Shenji Battalion is the descendant of the Yang family, a loyal minister of the Northern Song Dynasty. A horse-high head-cutting platform, with a rope in front of him, this Mrs. Yang jumped onto the stage with an arrow step, which was really lighter than a tanuki.

Xu Shangshu was furious and personally took the stage to supervise the beheading, hey! Mrs. Yang showed a painting, the first emperor Hongzhi Emperor personally painted it, and put it on the top of her husband's head, this is something given by the first emperor, even if you are a prince and princess, how can you kowtow respectfully when you are blessed, who dares to cut a knife? And just like that, the four executioners were dumbfounded."

A soldier listened interestingly, and interjected and asked, "Hey, the other adults don't have the emperor's Mobao protection, and Mrs. Yang doesn't protect them, why don't you cut them first?" ”

The shirtless man rolled his eyes and said, "What do you say?" This is a scruple about the loss of the first emperor Mobao, but it is not a holy decree to pardon Lord Yang alone, who dares to cut off half and leave half of the other? Are the families of the other prisoners willing to give up? What do people in the world think? The book of the criminal department is still disgraced."

The soldier was robbed of his name, and he smiled and said nothing. These people gathered around a small square table, and there was a large teapot on the table, six or seven tea bowls, and the shirtless man said that he was up, and he picked up a bowl and poured a few mouthfuls before he found that he had taken the wrong one, and he couldn't help but apologize to a person next to him: "Ouch, I'm sorry Lord Wang, the little one took your tea bowl by mistake."

That Lord Wang is Wang Shouren, the head of the Treasury Department of the Ministry of War, who is in his thirties, with a white face and a slight beard, some southerners, and a pair of eyes that are not very big but extremely energetic, after listening to the shirtless man's apology, he waved his hand and smiled: "Drink it, drink it, what's the matter?" As he spoke, he lifted the pot and poured another bowl for the man.

The principal was also wearing a shirtless undershirt, and he couldn't see the appearance of a jinshi. This benevolent brother and the seven sons of the Ming Dynasty headed by Li Mengyang chanted poems, painted and studied poems, and they had a close relationship with each other, but when they encountered peddlers, pawns, and miscellaneous slaves, they could also talk very speculatively, and these officials were very familiar with him, and never regarded him as a superior official.

Wang Shouren lifted the pot and poured it full of tea, glanced at everyone with a smile, and said slowly: "The emperor is furious, because the bad feng shui of the emperor's tomb will damage the national fortune. Although the three scholars in the court have temporarily stopped this matter, there is a matter of damage to the dragon vein, and I am afraid that there is no way to raise taxes. ”

A servant said: "That's not it, Feng Shui is not sloppy, the dragon vein is related to the fortune of the Ming Dynasty, if it is really damaged, then it will have to be?" ”

Another official interjected angrily when he heard this: "What kind of feng shui, now the common people can't live anymore, do you still want to think about it in a few hundred years?" My brother drove a small car and horse shop, and took the road of Beijing and Tongzhou, which is also a bitter haha, the money earned in a year can barely pass, this tax increase, the income will be less, and the tax plus the profit is limited, and the number of foot merchants willing to rent a car and travel on behalf of the horse dealer will inevitably decrease, my brother is worried about how to cross it, not to mention those ordinary people."

A servant shook his fan and asked: "I heard that Lord Yang hid the leakage of the emperor's tomb in order to let the people have a way to live. But this feng shui can't be sloppy, what do you think? ”

Wang Shouren pondered for a moment and said: "In my opinion, the existence of all things in the world has its reason for existence, Feng Shui is an existence, and the people are also an existence, so Feng Shui has the truth of Feng Shui, and the people have the truth of the people.

If the destruction of every inch of soil will affect the fortunes of the country, then the difficulty of thousands of people to survive will not affect the fortunes of the country even more? Zhu Zi said: Go to people's desires, save heavenly principles. Isn't it human desire to send misfortune and fortune and feng shui? For the sake of people, it is against the principles of heaven to ignore the life and death of the people, and the two are compared with the small and the big, and the life and death of the people are naturally the reason."

Everyone nodded again and again, and a servant said with a smile: "The king has read a lot of books, and the words he said are also convincing. ”

It turned out that Wang Shouren was studious since he was a child, and when he was a teenager, he believed in Taoism and enlightenment, and invited Taoist priests to his home to ask for advice, but those Taoist priests did not know what knowledge, except for reciting a few words of the Death Sutra that could not be explained, they could not speak other words, let alone learn anything.

Lao Tzu's Taoism is one of the ancient nine streams, ranked among the three religions, and is a real philosopher, but today's Taoist priests, although they worship Lao Tzu as the originator, in fact, they mostly studied under Zhang Daoling of the Han Five Doumi Sect, which is completely different from Lao Tzu's morality.

Wang Shouren learned nothing, and later followed the great Confucian Lou Liang to study, began to believe in Zhu Xi's knowledge of things, once to the home of a bamboo pole to understand seven days and seven nights, but did not understand the truth, but suffered from the cold and fell ill, this matter in Beijing as an interesting anecdote, everyone knows, is that everyone listened to this joke will laugh, Wang Shouren is heroic and unrestrained, not to teach self-discipline, and this matter has been made fun of many times, and listened to it and laughed, without the slightest displeasure.

An errand official waited for everyone's laughter to pause, and said: "So the king is in favor of Lord Yang Lingyang, I heard that the three scholars in the cabinet are also protecting him, if the king encounters such a thing at the beginning, what will you do?" ”

"Me?" Wang Shouren was stunned, and couldn't help but ponder: "The king, the people, feng shui, and the community" These things turned in his heart like a marquee, and after a long time, Wang Shouren's confused eyes gradually became firm, and although the officials and officials who were waiting for the answer did not hear the rebellious words from his mouth, they clearly saw his answer, and for a while everyone accepted the smile on their faces, and their expressions became solemn.

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The news of Yang Ling's imprisonment and going to the law field, Yan Song heard it from his colleagues, he was deeply grateful to Yang Ling, but he was extremely utilitarian, and many important ministers in the imperial tomb feng shui case couldn't interject, he was just a nobody, even if he was sparse, he couldn't save Yang Ling, and he also affected his own future in vain, and he would not do anything but ask for the spirit of the scholar's business, so when he heard that Yang Ling was beheaded, although he was extremely sad, he wisely didn't even go to the law field.

But as soon as the news that Han Youniang had stopped the execution with the first emperor Mobao and that the emperor had taken Yang Ling into custody for retrial came out, Yan Song's brain became active again. Some time ago, Yang Ling resisted the decree to save his wife, and Hongzhi did not take Yang Ling into custody for a long time, Yan Song pondered the holy intention to exonerate Yang Ling, and hurriedly wrote an article to create momentum for Yang Ling.

This time, the emperor suspended his sentence for retrial and issued an order to survey the tomb, what is the deep meaning of it? Yan Song received the order and immediately closed the door, carefully pondering the reason. He sat at the table with a frown, his eyes were straight and silent for a long time, and his wife Ouyang, who had just been accepted into Beijing, saw that her husband came back early this morning, and as soon as she entered the house, she sat silent, hurriedly made a cup of tea, and asked softly: "Xianggong, what is the trouble today?" ”

Yan Song has great respect for this wife, seeing that his wife made tea, he hurriedly took it with both hands, and said with a forced smile to his wife: "Oh, it's nothing, today the emperor ordered to survey Tailing, and sent three Qincha, and the husband is also one of the three appointed by the emperor, I just wonder, I am a new official, and there is no special performance in the palace examination, the talent in the Hanlin Academy is like a cloud, why did the emperor only designate me?" ”

Ouyang couldn't help but purse his lips and smile when he heard this, and said angrily: "You, when you were not an official, you wanted to be an official, and when you were an official, you wanted to be promoted, but now the emperor reuses you, but you are cranky."

Yan Song hurriedly shook his head and said: "Madam, I don't know, the power of heaven is unpredictable, if you can't figure out the holy will, the emperor wants you to go to the left, but you are biased to the right, where is there any way to come out?" ”

Ouyang couldn't help frowning when she heard what her husband said so seriously, she couldn't help frowning and thinking, she muttered: "Xianggong, today it is said that Yang Han's law field saves her husband, I heard that it was a painting from the first emperor, could it be that the emperor also heard that you have a friendship with Lord Yang, so he handed this matter over to you, and I want you to excuse him?" ”

Yan Song paused and said: "The husband just can't guess whether the saint means this, so he is very distressed, if the emperor intends to let me help Lord Yang, but the person who passed the decree did not have the slightest point, and went back to the palace after passing the will, I pondered the will many times, and I can't guess what the metaphor is, if the emperor intends to exonerate him, how much should I always have a point."

Ouyang said: "The concubine doesn't understand state affairs, so she thinks about it logically, you say that a big official who is a son is annoyed by a person, and he finds a crime to beat that person's board, and that person takes a letter with this filial son's father, and this official sends the board down, and then asks someone to re-investigate his case, does he want to exonerate him, or still want to punish him?" ”

Yan Song's eyes lit up, and he shook his head and smiled: "This metaphor is not appropriate, the emperor's painting is not comparable to letters, the first emperor is benevolent, and there are many courtiers who have given gifts, and it is not only Lord Yang!" No, it's different."

Yan Song suddenly remembered what the waiter Cheng Wenyi had said, the painting was a picture of the cliff Jinsong, and there was an inscription written by the emperor himself: Sensen Qianzhang Pine, although Lei Ke has many programs, it is used in the building, and it is finally the material of the pillars. This is clearly the trust of the first emperor to be lonely, and it is a high hope for Lord Yang.

Yan Song held Ouyang's hand and said excitedly: "For my husband, thanks to the reminder of my good wife, I have now understood the holy will, but there are only three Qincha, one is the head of the military department, and the other is the prince of Chengguo in the current dynasty, and the official position is far above me.

Ouyang Shi grinned and said: "My good husband, if the emperor intends to exonerate Lord Yang, how can he choose you to lead this matter, maybe the grandfather of the country and the chief officer of the military department have already obtained the emperor's secret edict, you and Lord Yang have an old relationship, and there are not many people in the court who know about it."

But the emperor has Jinyiwei, East Factory, West Factory, I heard that those spies are pervasive and powerful, can the emperor not know? I chose you out just to plug the mouths of those ministers, this time, I think you only need to pretend to be deaf and dumb and pretend to be a mud fetus golden bodhisattva, it will be considered in accordance with the holy will."

"Mud Fetal Golden Bodhisattva", Yan Song also felt that what his wife said was very reasonable, but he suddenly thought that the emperor used him, it turned out that it was only because he had an old relationship with Yang Ling, and he was not favored by him, and he couldn't help but feel a little stunned, and the joy of guessing the holy will suddenly faded a lot

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Outside the noon gate, the Qincha honor guard was already lined up neatly, Wang Shouren and Yan Song were not familiar with each other, and after meeting and talking, they stood there with their hearts and waited for Zhu Gang, the Duke of Chengguo.

"In today's situation, the emperor's tomb is moved to pay taxes, the people are bitter and the society is uneasy, in the past, Fang Xiaoru did not regret it for upholding orthodoxy and punishing the ten clans, and now my Wang family is the country and the country, why do you regret this?" Father Wang Hua's words rang in his ears again, and Wang Shouren thought of that plan, and he didn't feel a little nervous in his heart.

He has been a good soldier and martial artist since he was a child, but he has never gone into battle to kill the enemy, and he has experienced the battle, and now what he wants to do is tantamount to taking millet from the fire, and he has to take a big risk, once the matter fails, Li Dongyang and Wang Huamanmen, who planned this matter, may be beheaded, and with Wang Shouren's determination, he can't help but feel worried when he thinks about this matter.

If you want not to raise taxes, you can only not move the tomb, if you want not to move the tomb, the only way to prove that Jinjing has not been tampered with, Li Dongyang had no choice but to invite his best friend Wang Hua, who knew the righteousness of the country, and set a dangerous plan with him: hide the sky and cross the sea to transfer the plan!

The soil samples of Jinjing are now stored in the Ministry of Rites, and Wang Hua is the highest official of the Ministry of Rites after Wang Qiong.

The most difficult thing is Wang Shouren, he is the son of Wang Hua, and at the same time he is not a superstitious Feng Shui sour Confucian, Li Dongyang is expected that Wang Hua will come forward to persuade him to conspire in this matter, but the difficulty is that there are three people in the Kanling Qincha, not Wang Shouren, and it is extremely difficult to replace the soil sample retrieved from Tailing by covering the sky with one hand.

Li Dongyang and Wang Hua discussed, asked Wang Shouren to see the opportunity to act, carry a bag of soil, after taking the soil sample of the emperor's tomb Jinjing, find an opportunity to replace the soil sample, and then notify the family members of the Fuzhong who secretly followed, and the family quickly rushed in front of them to report to Li Dongyang and Wang Hua, as long as the two heard the news of Wang Shouren's success, they immediately went to the Ministry of Rites by Li Dongyang to entangle Wang Qiong, Wang Hua was responsible for changing the soil, the trip of the Qincha, the honor guard followed each other and hugged each other, it was extremely difficult to avoid the eyes and ears of others, and the emperor's tomb was not far away, when it was said that they could go back and forth, The time may not be so calm.

Therefore, Wang Shouren's task is not only dangerous, but also extremely difficult. But what the situation in the imperial tomb is, even Li Dongyang, Wang Hua such erudite talents are not very clear, at that time there was no imperial tomb to visit, let alone the drawings of the imperial tomb for people to study, Li Dongyang can temporarily think of this idea, it is already a hurry, really unable to make a more detailed plan.

Wang Shouren couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this, Cheng Guogong was a loyal martyr, since the Hongwu Dynasty to the present, there have been three princes who died and were crowned kings, and the saints were extremely long. Although Zhu Gang, the prince of Chengguo of this generation, is old, he is not confused, he is an old man, Wang Shouren does not dare to guarantee that he can do it in his hands, not only if the old prince refuses to release the water, the hope of success is extremely slim, that is, the thin bamboo pole-like Hanlin in front of him, judging by his words and deeds, it seems that he is not a simple person.

Wang Shouren couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Yan Song when he thought of this, but Yan Song was also peeking at him, and as soon as the two of them met, they immediately drifted away with their own hearts, each with their own calculations.

At this moment, a large sedan chair squeaked to the noon gate, followed by eight guards, the sedan chair fell to the ground, the housekeeper lifted the sedan curtain, and helped out a white-haired old man, dressed in a python robe, waist belt jade belt, walking step by step, trembling, Wang Shouren couldn't help but be surprised.

When the fourteenth great-great-grandson of the old man Zhu was in the pavilion, he was so angry that the old guy carried a feather duster and chased the great-grandson all over the courtyard.

Wang Shouren hurriedly stepped forward in surprise and suspicion, and said with a deep salute: "Shouren greets Old Man Zhu, Old Man has always been well?" ”

"What?" The old man's voice was like a thunderbolt, and his voice was loud enough: "Don't hum like a mosquito, my old man can't hear it!" Alas, I'm old, I'm going to be eighty this year, my eyes are dazzled, my ears are deaf, I can't see or hear, right? Whose offspring are you? ”

"I don't even know this old man?" Wang Shouren looked at Cheng Guogong in amazement, only to see the cunning essence in the old guy's eyes flashing, and when he looked closely, he was still looking at him blankly with a pair of old and muddy old eyes.

Wang Shouren was overjoyed when he saw this: the big event has been decided! His face just showed joy, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of Yan Song looking at them intently, Wang Shouren hurriedly reined in his mind and tacitly re-saluted, and also said in a loud voice: "Shouren has given a salute to the old man, the old man has always been good?" ”

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