Chapter 92: Anti-Poetry in Prison
Jia Shuang nodded and said: "Yes, use fierce medicine for critical illness, wait for him to drink the medicine, and I will check the pulse again in a day." ”
Jia Dongfeng pondered for a moment, and suddenly said loudly: "Hu Dahai, I know that you must be wronged in your heart, but I also have a last resort reason to detain you, now that you are sick, I am very worried, you must cheer up, get better quickly, and when the truth is revealed, you can return to the palace." If you can't hold on and die before the truth is revealed, then I'm really sorry for your high righteousness who came back from Shuzhou to report the news. ”
Jia Shuang looked back at Jia Dongfeng in surprise, the Gonggong Hu in front of him was obviously a sinner who spread the epidemic for thousands of miles, why did Emperor Guang talk to him like this?
Jia Dongfeng had already withdrawn from the cell, and gently dropped a sentence: "Rescuing him is the hope of Lanling and even Da Zhou." ”
Jia Shuang looked at the corners of Hu Gonggong's closed eyes in front of him, and a little bit of crystal oozed from the corners of his eyes, and he somewhat understood Jia Dongfeng's intentions.
Hu Dahai considered himself a loyal minister, but he did not know what he had done wrong, and under the double blow of epidemic and imprisonment, it was especially easy to lose confidence in life.
He is a doctor and can cure diseases, but this disease is dangerous, and it also requires the patient's own desire to survive.
Therefore, Emperor Guang gave Hu Dahai the confidence to live and made him have the desire to cooperate with the medicine stone.
The last sentence is a pun.
When Gonggong Hu heard this, he thought that his merits were great.
Jia Shuang knew that the epidemic could be cured, and it was the greatest hope for the upcoming epidemic crisis in Lanling and the crisis of public sentiment that Jia Dongfeng was about to encounter.
The guard of the prison took a sip of wine comfortably, and fanned the medicine stove with a fan with enthusiasm, and said in his heart that this palace attendant seemed to have some background, and after being captured and taken out of prison by Emperor Guang, he could still have the treatment of decoction in prison.
Not only that, but even he was fortunate to get a pot of good wine, thinking of this, he took advantage of the wine to say to Jia Shuang, who had a cold face in front of him: "This son, who are you?" ”
Jia Shuang stared at the fan in the hand of this jailer and the fire in the medicine furnace, and said briefly: "Doctor." ”
Jia Dongfeng has high hopes for him, why didn't he risk his net worth and his life?
However, what he couldn't quite understand was why Jia Dongfeng was also desperate.
She is not only a king, but also a woman with a lot of future paths, and she does not have to gamble her life with this epidemic of uncertain life and death.
The seven tricks seem to be blocked, and I can't figure it out.
Just when Jia Shuang was puzzled, Jia Dongfeng had already paced along the road to the other end of the prison, Li Youquan turned his back to him, sitting quietly in the cell, and there were a few more lines of poetry on the wall, which seemed to be newly added with fresh coal ash:
The snow is scarce in the spring equinox province, and the half-opened peach and plum are not mighty.
should be ashamed to fall to the plum blossoms, but as a willow fly.
Regardless of Dongjun's special festivals, it will be a new and clever yin machine.
From now on, it is especially unpredictable, and it is necessary to keep royal clothes for warmth.
At first glance, it seems to be the spring snow on the day of the festival, and I feel that the season is abnormal, and I advise people to add clothes to keep out the cold on the spring day.
However, Li Youquan, as a doctor of imperial history, is used to looking for trouble on weekdays, and is aggressive, how can he get up when he has a whim in the prison?
So it's through feeling that things are sometimes touched.
The elusive "Dongjun" is already unpredictable, but he cleverly conspires and secretly sets up organs to destroy the half-bloomed peach blossoms.
He is the "Dongjun", and Li Youquan is the peach blossom.
Jia Dongfeng hooked his lips and smiled, coughing lightly, Li Youquan is worthy of being a leader in civil officials, and he is really good at analogy.
Li Youquan turned around when he heard the sound and saw Jia Dongfeng standing with his back in the light, unable to see his expression clearly, but there was a cold smile floating on his elegant face, staring at the wall in front of him.
He followed Jia Dongfeng's gaze to the anti-poem he had just inscribed, and couldn't help but weaken his knees and fell to the ground: "Your Majesty forgives your sins." ”
"What is Li Qing's crime?" Jia Dongfeng laughed and stepped forward to open the key to the cell, "It's Dongjun who is wrong, but it's also Peach Blossom's short-sightedness and ignorance of current affairs!" ”
Cold sweat oozed from Li Youquan's forehead, he was just angry when he was thrown into the prison, he never thought that Jia Dongfeng would visit him in person, let alone that she would directly see her anti-poem.
Dare to write an anti-poem to ridicule today's saints, it is really a rhythm that does not want to live.
"Your Majesty taught you a lesson."
"Lee Woo-kwon."
"Wechen is here."
"Do you know why you went through three dynasties and stopped at the second grade?"
"Wechen...... Ignorance. Li Youquan's heart moved, and he raised his eyes to look at Jia Dongfeng.
"Yushi, it's a speech official." Jia Dongfeng sneered, "Has Li Qing ever thought about who he should be for?" Why? If it's just for words, then what's the point of being a speaker? If you don't know who it is, you don't know what you say......"
Lee Woo-kwan understood.
Since its establishment, it has been the most freely spoken position, from the Son of Heaven to the unjust prison of the people.
However, His Majesty Emperor Guang obviously doesn't think so, she wants to keep the position of the speaker, but she wants the speaker to say something and not say something, and moreover, for herself.
"Your Majesty, if the officials blindly sing the praises of merit, I am afraid that they will be laughed at by the officials and spurned by the people of the world." Li Youquan stiffened his neck, "Officials can't just say a word." ”
"Li Qing," Jia Dongfeng shook his head slightly, slowly stepped forward, and handed Li Youquan a white jade wine jug in his hand, "Things in this world, what you see may not be true, and you don't have to take it seriously." How much of what you think is true and how much is false? ”
Li Youquan's face turned pale, but the emperor couldn't say anything, so he could only stretch out his hand and take the wine jug in Emperor Guang's hand tremblingly, and choked up with difficulty: "Weichen...... Thank you, Lord Long. ”
It's finally self-defeating.
Emperor Guang didn't even plan to give him a crime, so he was going to poison him in prison and kill him?
What will be the verdict on his coffin?
Suicide in fear of sin?
Jia Dongfeng was rare and patiently continued to say with a pleasant face: "Besides, in this world, how can there be so many black and white. Walking between the grays, do you want to refer to Li Qing's? ”
After that, without waiting for Li Youquan to react, Jia Dongfeng raised his hand, turned around and walked out: "Li Qing estimates that it is difficult to have this leisure on weekdays, so you might as well take advantage of this time to think more." What is true and what is false, what is right and what is false...... I've got time for you to figure it out. ”
Li Youquan is different from Zheng Youwei, his insistence is more due to the purity of his personal temperament, in his heart, he may also have some mustard for the empress, but there are more things in his heart that are more important than whether the emperor is male or female.
There is no need for him to use the thunderous means to deal with Zheng Youwei against Li Youquan, on the contrary, if he can take this opportunity to subdue this old minister who has experienced three dynasties, it will greatly enhance his personal prestige among the old ministers.
Attack the heart first, and convince people with morality.
Li Youquan looked at Jia Dongfeng's distant back in a daze, and couldn't figure out the thoughts of the new emperor for a while, so he uncorked the bottle and sniffed deeply, and the aroma of wine overflowed.