Gu Enyang, as the secretary of the ministry, it is not difficult to suppress the order of the three of them.

In the end, this method is just a symptom but not a cure, even if he drags on for ten days and a half months, in the end, the three of them will have no room for maneuver.

Zhu Jinyu's reasons are too reasonable, as a prince, his virtue and knowledge are too important, and they should fully support them as ministers.

Qu Qingyan arrived at the Hanlin Academy on the second day, and from Gu Ruohong's face, he could see that the three of them were going to enter the Zhan Mansion.

It's just a matter of time.

Qu Wenhai did not mention how to refuse Zhan Shifu's order the day before, afraid that he and Gu Enyang had already acquiesced in the matter.

Originally, he was not familiar with Gu Enyang, but after the fraud case and because of the subsequent events, the private contact between the two of them gradually increased.

Only when they saw that they were frank, they fell into the eyes of Qian Shuben and Zhang Qianyuan, which led to one or two suspicions, and no one wanted the person who pulled them up with one hand to turn around and bite back.

Qu Wenhai's delicately trimmed beard hung slightly messily on his chin, he was already a little old, and he only slept for an hour all night, and his dark blue eyes looked particularly terrifying with big eye bags.

As soon as he appeared outside the noon gate, he secretly frightened Qian Shuben, and when he handed the fold to Zhang Qianyuan's hand, Zhang Qianyuan read it at a glance and read ten lines, and then looked at him with a little playfulness in his eyes.

Isn't it because he is afraid that they will rob him of his credit.

It's just that he grabbed the credit today!

Do you really think that there is nothing he can do about him with a black face?

Zhang Qianyuan stuffed the fold into the sleeve cage, pulled the placket and waited for the early dynasty.

In August, it was already a little cold in the morning and evening, and the morning dew was condensed on the road outside the Jinshui Bridge, and the humidity in the air was slightly heavy.

Qu Wenhai stepped on the ground with one foot and one foot shallow, and secretly regretted it in his heart, after that, it was too much not to sleep for one night...... In the end, it was not when he was young, he feels top-heavy now, and he looks at people with double shadows.

The fold was taken away by Zhang Qianyuan, and he didn't see the meaningful smile, but the slightly weird atmosphere around him made the drowsiness in his mind dissipate a bit.

"What is written on Master Qu's excerpt? Why don't you let me wait and take a look? ”

There was still a stick of incense before the early dynasty, and Gu Enyang was still waiting for Zhang Qianyuan to hand the fold to a few people, but he didn't want Zhang Qianyuan to put it away after reading it.

"It's just a few points that the official privately told Master Qu to list the day before."

His words made Qu Wenhai suddenly sober up, he had never seen such a shameless person.

This is ready to roar and rob hard?

This excuse is a good one.

It's all people Gu Enyang didn't understand why Zhang Qianyuan behaved like this, he looked sideways at Qu Wenhai, and saw that he was very ungentle and covered his mouth and yawned, and there was a little tear in his old eyes with drooping eyelids.

I'm going to be picked a peach, and I still have the leisure to yawn!

Gu Enyang sometimes wants to knock Qu Wenhai's brain open to see what kind of structure is inside, and why he always plays cards that do not follow common sense.

Qu Wenhai's yawn was a little exaggerated, but he had never cared about the gazes of Gu Enyang and the others, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and pressed it on the corner of his eye.

"Lord Gu, hurry up and help the old man take a look at his appearance, but will he surprise Your Majesty?"

It was a normal sentence, but it had a bit of a side meaning at this time, Gu Enyang raised his eyebrows, and thought that this guy would just recognize it.

"Why did Master Qu make this ghost look, a few of us can't look at it, do you think it will surprise Your Majesty?"

Qu Wenhai smiled very honestly: "I really can't stay up late when I'm old." ”

The whip sounded, and when the time came, Qu Wenhai's voice fell only in exchange for Zhang Qianyuan's warning gaze, he lowered his head and raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned, directly avoiding the other party's gaze.

Emperor Jing came in a chariot and sat on the throne outside the Fengtian Temple to accept the worship of everyone.

It was not the court meeting on the fifteenth day of the first month, and it was not winter, and Emperor Jing liked to deal with it outside the palace and then take a few ministers back to the Wuying Palace.

Only there was an accident today, and before everyone's three bows and nine bows were over, a loud kowtow suddenly came.

The voice came into the hall and brought out echoes in the hall, and then it stumbled and fell into Emperor Jing's ears very clearly.

Which hairy boy is so real?

Looking at the source of the voice, he saw Qu Wenhai lying on the ground, his forehead broken and bleeding.

Zhao Gonggong, who was beside Emperor Jing, hurriedly trotted to Qu Wenhai, and saw him struggling to stand up.

"Master Qu, what's wrong with you? You're going to be shocked! ”

Qu Wenhai smiled ashamedly: "I was dizzy just now...... Father-in-law Zhao, you have to help the old minister say a few kind words in front of His Majesty, the old minister is really ......"

As he spoke, the person was already swaying and kneeling on the ground, and he lay on the ground with a buttoned posture in front of Emperor Jing.

The cold dew on the slate was sticking to his freshly broken wound, causing a tingling pain.

A good early dynasty was stirred up by Qu Wenhai like this, and Emperor Jing didn't have any thoughts, and scattered the dynasty with a wave of his hand, only passing a few of them to Wuying Palace.

Gu Enyang looked at the black wound on Qu Wenhai's head that was still stained with blood, and the official robe was wrinkled so much, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

He admired it in his heart, this song Wenhai really dared to fight!

On a crisp autumn day, how could Emperor Jing not see Qu Wenhai's ghostly appearance.

Zhang Qianyuan secretly hated in his heart, he knew that Qu Wenhai could think of such a perfect method in one night, and he should have detained people in the cabinet yesterday.

Before the early dynasty, his idea was that when the early dynasty dispersed, he went to the Wuying Hall alone to face the saint, even if the handwriting on this fold was from Qu Wenhai's hand, he would have a way to take the credit for it.

Outcome...... He was really negligent, forgetting that Qu Wenhai, who had no literati backbone, could do everything.

As soon as he fell like that, the contents of the fold had nothing to do with them at all.

Several people had their own ideas in their hearts, and when they entered the Wuying Palace, they didn't need Emperor Jing to mention Zhang Qianyuan, so they took it out of their sleeves and handed it over.

Emperor Jing also knew that he was a little pressed to give them only one day, but the scenery of Zhu Jinrui's crown ceremony was given by him, and now no matter what the reason, as long as he refutes or drags it out and does not approve it, it will attract all kinds of suspicions.

Different from Zhang Qianyuan's glance and ten lines, Emperor Jing read the content on the fold in detail, and suddenly raised his eyes and asked: "Who drafted this recital?" ”

Qu Wenhai stood still, Zhang Qianyuan didn't say anything, he stood honestly, and he wouldn't step forward to ask for credit.

Emperor Jing's gaze swept over his face and fell to Zhang Qian's distance, pinching the fold and asking again: "I don't want to ask a third time!" ”