Li Changan sat in the starry sky, not knowing day and night, experiencing everything that Lu Zhengju experienced.

Before Lu Zhengju went out to study, his mother sewed clothes for him.

In the end, Lu Zhengju's kneeling before leaving made Li Changan's heart tremble fiercely, and the mutton fat jade book turned a page.

"The Wanderer's Song"

"The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late. Whoever says an inch is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs. ”

……

"I'm here on the boat, and I want to send a letter to my family......"

"Under the Solid Mountain in the Second North"

"Outside the green mountains of Klook, in front of the green water. The tide is wide on both sides, and the wind is hanging. The sea is born in the night, and the spring of the river enters the old year. Where can I get the village book? Return to the edge of Yanluoyang. ”

……

"As a teacher at the beginning of the academy, I persuaded students to study diligently......"

"Persuasion Poems"

"Young people are easy to learn and old people are hard to achieve, and every inch of time is indispensable. I didn't feel the spring grass dream of the pond, and the sycamore leaves in front of the steps have autumn sounds. ”

Li Changan didn't let go of every memory, and even the more he experienced, the more difficult it became to extricate himself, and later Li Changan was almost unable to tell whether he was Li Changan or Lu Zhengju.

……

Time passes,

If you are hungry, you can eat a grain of military rations, and if you are really sleepy, you can sleep well.

Li Changan is like an ascetic, completely trapped in Lu Zhengju's memory.

The temperament on the body is getting deeper and deeper......

And at the same time,

The Dajin court, because of a problem of real and false sealing, has been arguing for a month and has not stopped.

"Queen Qiyu, the old minister is still the original opinion, Li Changan's reward this time is absolutely impossible!"

"Feng Zhong Yongbo, but; But the food is in the county, never to! ”

In the court, there are not a few ministers who oppose them, all of them have a hard-nosed donkey temper, and their heads are held high all day long, and they are useless to anyone.

But there are more ministers who support it,

"Why not!?"

"Li Changan's great achievement, only one county uncle, nothing else, wouldn't it make the world laugh at it?"

"When the time comes, people in the world will point at our noses and scold, scold us for not rewarding our merits, and scold us for being jealous of our talents!"

……

There was a lot of quarrel in the court, and no one could convince anyone.

But many people know that this is just a superficial article, and secretly they have already fought many times because of this reward.

I'm afraid that the dust will soon settle on this matter.

Then

Queen Dugu Cao said, "Don't be impatient, don't be impatient, this matter will be discussed tomorrow." ”

"It's mid-July now, but the floods in the three southern provinces at the beginning of July have not been eliminated so far, do you have a good plan?"

Jiang Cheng, the left attendant of the household department, said, "The household department has allocated disaster relief money to send it to the three southern prefectures. ”

"Wanchuan was the hardest hit, and two million taels of silver were allocated; Yang Zhai second, allocating 1.5 million taels of silver; Yun Yao dialed one million taels of silver. ”

Dugu Cao nodded, "After the flood, there are often major epidemics, can the hospital have arrangements?" ”

The envoy of the Tai Hospital stepped forward from the rear, "Empress Qiqi, the Tai Hospital has prepared an anti-epidemic prescription and sent it to the three southern provinces, and the medical officials from all over the country should have received it at this time." ”

"This flood has affected the land of Sanfu, and the south has turned into a Ze country, who is in charge of the Ministry of Industry?" Speaking of this, the coldness in Dugu Cao's eyes was even worse.

The court suddenly fell silent.

It's time to start accountability.

"Micro ...... Weichen, the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Industry ......and the Ministry of Industry

In the court, there was silence, and the queen did not speak, but the invisible pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

Tu Kongyi bowed his head down, and cold sweat soon trickled down his forehead.

The other officials in the court were also silent, and no one knew what the queen would do.

To kill or not to kill, it's all in one thought.

"All the officials in charge of the water conservancy in the three southern provinces will be handed over to Dali Temple, and all the past files will be checked.

Dugu Cao's voice did not have any ups and downs, echoing in the court,

"He who is innocent of all things is acquitted."

"Tu Aiqing ......"

"Minister...... The minister ......" Tu Kongyi's legs trembled slightly, and he didn't care about wiping the cold sweat on his face, and hurriedly replied.

"Within two months, the flood will not be eliminated, and several crimes will be punished together, and there will be no forgiveness for killing!" Dugu Cao's murderous voice came out through the curtain,

Tu Aiqing...... Do you understand? ”

Tu Kongyi nodded hurriedly, "Wechen understands, Wechen understands......"

Dugu Cao's gaze swept over the ministers in the court,

"You Aiqing are officials in the court, and everything is important to the state, and the people are now in deep trouble, what face do you have to quarrel over trivial matters?"

"Retreat!"

After the dispersal of the dynasty, a group of ministers quickly left the Taihe Palace.

"What is the meaning of the queen's last words?"

"Who knows?"

"The floods in the three southern provinces are afraid that there will be a lot of incidents."

"This time, the Ministry of Industry is considered to have been roasted on the fire, and if it is not handled well, the Ministry of Household is estimated to be implicated."

……

After Gu Shihong, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, left the Taihe Palace, he was quickly caught up by Shen Hansong.

"Lord Gu."

"Lord Shen."

Gu Shihong glanced at Shen Hansong in surprise, on weekdays, this noble of the imperial court never dealt with them too much, what happened today?

"I wonder what advice Lord Shen has for me?"

Shen Hansong paused and said, "There shouldn't be any other accidents about Uncle Zhongyong, and the Ministry of Rites has to prepare early." ”

Gu Shihong was slightly stunned, but he didn't show any expression, "Why did Lord Shen say this?" ”

"The last sentence of the queen mother has been said very clearly......" Shen Hansong walked on the right side of Gu Shihong, "The matter of Uncle Zhongyong is a trivial matter, and I won't quarrel for too long." ”

"Whether Uncle Zhongyong is a title or a nickname, this matter cannot be decided...... Besides, this is only a knighthood, but the food has not yet been determined, so how can the Ministry of Rites have other preparations? Gu Shihong chuckled.

Shen Hansong asked with a smile, "What does Master Gu think?" ”

After asking, he looked at the expression on Gu Shihong's face, and then left with his fists clenched.

After Shen Hansong left, the smile on Gu Shihong's face remained unchanged, but his eyes quietly turned cold, "This Shen Hansong, still want to talk to me at this time?" ”

……

Five months later,

By mid-December,

Li Changan entered the ancient tomb, and a full nine months have passed.

The memory fragments of Lu Zhengju and Zhan Tianqian were completely absorbed by Li Changan.

At this time, Li Changan's body became extremely thin because he had not eaten for many years, but the aura on his body was many times stronger.

In the deep eyes, the pure perfection of innocence and innocence after countless vicissitudes is fused together.

"This ambition to reach the top is really hard to find."

Li Changan's mind was full of Lu Zhengju and Zhan Tianxuan, wanting to break through the shackles, and his heart was swaying.

With the reference pen, the literary air flows to the fingertips, and on the Wenchang tablet where Lu Zheng lived, he brushed and wrote,

"Wangyue"

"How is Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone. Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk. Swing the chest to give birth to stratus clouds, and decide to return to the bird. It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. ”

For so long,

This is how he felt the memory of the two invincible and one product, and at the same time wrote poems on the Wenchang tablet.

In my mind, in the one hundred and eighty-second literary aperture, a dim poetic star slowly appeared, exuding a faint literary aura, like the faintest starlight, but finally opened the literary aperture.

One hundred and eighty-two texts, all of which were finally opened.