"Bird prisoners do not forget to fly, and horses often think of galloping. Don't you win yourself in silence, why don't you listen to it? Su Zizhan composed the five-word law of Xiuzhou monk Benying. Yang Shaofang muttered through the faint candle flame.

This is Wei Zhuang Ming just wrote the ink treasure, its pen is strong, such as green bamboo proud of frost, skimming like a sharp blade, like folding steel, turning the pen back to fold, showing the posture of the crane to introduce items; Pick the edge, the beauty of the gold wire inlaid with jade, non-famous Confucianism and can never be obtained.

Yang Shaofang did not hesitate to praise: "Let the students speak in vain." Students think that as far as calligraphy is concerned, there is no one in the world who can be the right of the teacher. ”

Wei Zhuangming humbly thanked him, "Your Highness praises falsely, the rivers and lakes are vast, and there are many capable people in the world, so you don't dare to be proud." ”

Yang Shaofang looked around and saw that although the cell was clean and tidy and had an extra thick mattress, it was still wet and cold, and he couldn't help complaining: "Wei Jinglin, the secretary of Dali Temple, was so negligent, and he didn't know how to move a pot of charcoal!" ”

He turned around and instructed the Dali Temple staff who followed him, "The teacher is old, you go and move the charcoal fire." ”

"Your Highness doesn't have to blame him." Wei Zhuangming hung the wolf on Beacon Mountain, and said with a gentle smile, "Tonight's huge case broke out, the nephew of the minister should be busy with his feet not touching the ground, where is there more thought about taking care of the minister?" ”

"It's a pity that it's my father's will, otherwise, the students would definitely not let you live here!" Yang Shaofang took off the hosta and said while turning on the lamp beans.

"The scholars have all been tried, Your Highness, please go back to Dongfu!"

Yang Shaofang's eyes suddenly lit up, "Why?" The students have ordered someone to tidy up the south study, and they will stay here tonight. ”

Between the flickering lights, Wei Zhuangming stood up and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, at this very moment, you must not be willful. Here, one is not a water pavilion that is opened, and the other is not a fire hoop with ashes, which is difficult to follow the story of Li Song. For now, we should be on thin ice, and we should be cautious. ”

Hearing this, Yang Shaofang was slightly dissatisfied, and he arched his hand and said: "The student is not here to learn Zhang Zifang to borrow a chopstick, what is the use of drawing the ashes of the fire?" ”

"Your Highness!" Wei Ge's old words aggravated a little, "The minister has no intention of conspiring to make a plan, why are you ......?"

"The teacher's meaning, the student's understanding." Yang Shaofang smiled with interest, "However, this palace just wants to stay here, for fear that these unsightly servants will slack you, that's all." For such a clear and simple reason, will there still be people chasing after the wind and shadows, suspicious foxes, and taking them to the palace to talk about things? ”

"Your Highness, you ......"

Wei Zhuangming was just about to refute the admonition, when the most feared and feared voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

"What a suspicious fox! Are you talking about me? Prince? ”

Words are heavy, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and a thunderstorm on the ground.

Yang Shaofang's wrist shook violently, and the translucent hosta had already fallen to the ground and folded into a few sections, where did he still care about the wet and cold ground, and hurriedly knelt down and bowed his head, "Father!" ”

Wei Zhuangming was also shocked, and he saluted together, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty! ”

Emperor Yang Xujing raised his hand slightly, "Elder Wei Ge, please get up." Then he said to Yang Shaofang, "The prince raised his head. ”

Yang Shaofang looked at his father cautiously, and saw that he was dressed in ochre yellow clothes, uncrowned, with a golden hairpin, a jade python belt around his waist to restrain the five-clawed golden dragon in a gorgeous costume, his face was solemn, and there was a faint anger churning between his heavy eyebrows.

Huanghuang Emperor's might, people didn't dare to look at it again with just one glance, and Yang Shaofang buried his head again as before.

Emperor Yang Xujing's eyes were full of majesty, and he asked, "Prince, if you don't go back to Dongfu, what are you doing in Dali Temple?" ”

So Yang Shaofang said it truthfully.

Unexpectedly, after Emperor Yang Xujing heard this, he sneered and said: "Wei Ge Lao is the uncle of Wei Jinglin, the secretary of Dali Temple, how can he suffer in Dali Temple?" You're really, you can't even find a reason, I'm afraid you don't have any thoughts! ”

Although the words are simple, they are like sharp knives, Wei Zhuang Ming served the two dynasties, and he knew what he meant in an instant.

Frightened, the old Wei Pavilion knelt down and bowed his head, and argued for the prince: "Your Majesty is angry, what His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said is the truth. The Chunqiu huge case broke out, although the old minister and the family Erlang were also involved, but those who are teachers should be upright, not glamorous in the group, and not biased in the east wind. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is the son of the son to the mellow to filial piety, and the minister is in the public all night, there is no heart to protect him, and there is no intention to contradict the law. ”

The lights dimmed, and Wei Zhuangming's old body was vaguely carved on the wall, with gray hair and drooping robes, looking particularly old and pitiful.

Emperor Yang Xujing stepped forward to personally help Wei Zhuangming, and sighed: "What Wei Ge said is true, I already know it in my heart, please get up quickly." ”

He looked down at the crown prince Yang Shaofang again, "Since Elder Wei Ge is speaking for you, you should also get up!" ”

"Thank you, Father." Yang Shaofang thanked him.

Then wiped away the cold sweat and stood aside slightly.

Emperor Yang Xujing glanced at it, and couldn't help frowning and reprimanding: "Dignified prince, his posture is cringe, what kind of system has he become!" ”

Being reprimanded, Yang Shaofang was suddenly a little at a loss, he couldn't help but blush, so he had to stand with his hands in his usual habit to show his momentum.

But in the eyes of others, there is some crampedness and embarrassment.

Yang Xujing looked at him deeply, his sparse beard trembled, and he didn't speak after all.

Yang Shaofang and Wei Zhuangming both breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

"Since the crown prince is also here, let's follow me together!" Yang Xujing shook his sleeves and said.

"The retainers obey." Yang Shaofang replied.

The emperor suddenly wanted to kiss the sheath, which made Yang Shaofang's heart lift again.

Yang Shaofang has encountered this kind of accident before, and every time it is very dangerous, the staff is more hardworking, the tortured person is more painful, and it is also a kind of torment for bystanders.

"It seems that tonight ...... The gentlemen are going to suffer! Yang Shaofang sighed secretly in his heart.

The emperor is in person, and no one is helpless.