The sun and the moon are like a shuttle.

It's the Lantern Festival in a blink of an eye.

The Chinese New Year's Eve hot pot banquet, Princess Gu'an being belittled, and the military sports meeting have become hot topics among the Jingshi literati.

Especially for the hot pot banquet, many literati wrote poems and paintings.

Tang Yinyun wrote two sentences, "Gather around the stove and cheer, and the flavors melt into the small kettle", which caused a lot of applause.

Become the most beautiful boy in the clubhouse.

There are also people who painted a picture of Xing Guogong's hot pot banquet to flatter Yu Qian.

All of a sudden, more than 20 hot pot restaurants were opened in Beijing, and there were more than a dozen of them, but they couldn't eat spicy hot pot, which was a pity for a while.

But hot pot unexpectedly became popular, and the consumption of meat and seafood was huge, and four or five sesame sauce brands were born.

Princess Gu'an was belittled, and the most embarrassing thing was Fang Han, who was studying in the martial arts hall, laughing at him for marrying a tigress.

There are also literati who write poems to satirize the emperor and teach his daughter.

As for the New Year's vision in the court, there are many literati who insult the emperor for not knowing the suffering of the people, and only for his great achievements.

Jingshi was very chaotic, and all kinds of voices filled the restaurant, guild hall, and newspaper.

The library was closed, and it was also scolded by the literati for being bloody, and even produced the voice of making the royal picture scroll public.

However, it was Wu and Bi, the masters of science, who quietly copied books and accepted apprentices, without a sound.

But it was strongly ridiculed.

Some literati even went to Wu and Bi's residence to throw dung.

A good great master of science, a bucket of dung, the whole person is stupid, not to mention the taste is sour.

Then Wu and Bi closed the door to thank the guests and silently licked their wounds in the mansion.

The lantern shed built a few years ago came in handy.

Standing on the street and at the height of the surrounding buildings, the lantern canopy is made up of four layers of lanterns, covered by verdant branches such as pine and cypress.

Each floor is hung with all kinds of lanterns, such as canopy lamps, spherical lanterns, multi-faceted palace lanterns, etc., and immortals, character images are embellished in the meantime, open six doors down, and the main entrance is inscribed with the word "Aoshan".

Above the six gates and the Aozhu, the main lantern scene is divided into three layers, the lower layer is the statue of eight immortals, the middle layer is set up with six statues of Buddha and Taoist gods, and a small pavilion is erected on the top floor, symbolizing the Jintai Yuyu on the overseas immortal mountain.

When night falls, the Aoshan lantern is lit, performing drama, acrobatics, rolling lanterns, fireworks, passing through the alleys, the stars are hanging, as bright as the day, noisy.

The moon shines on the Aoshan Mountain, and there are ten thousand jade girls in front of the Xuande Gate.

This poem of the poet at the end of the Yuan Dynasty describes the scene of the Aoshan lantern celebrating the Lantern Festival.

Zhu Qiyu doesn't like luxury, but the Aoshan lantern does not spare money, and the troupe of the Jiaofang Division performs until the seventeenth day of the first lunar month under the Aoshan lantern.

You sing and I will appear, sing for seven hours every day, all kinds of small classes, small plays, and all kinds of singing voices are on the stage.

There is no charge for watching the play, and there is no private seat.

The stage was set under the Aoshan lamp, and the people crowded around the stage.

In order to prevent anyone from making trouble, Jinyiwei sent people to maintain order.

sang the drama for seventeen days.

The venue was surrounded by water, the applause was thunderous, the people of Beijing were too addicted to drama, and the folk small classes also came to steal the teacher.

The priests of the teaching workshop no longer accept guests, and Fengluan is served by the female officials in the palace, but it has become a holy place for opera.

The folklore and script were adapted, and then adapted as opera, and then arranged by the Teaching Workshop Division.

Most of the families of those convicts were literate, and they sang and performed them, or wrote them, wrote scripts, and so on, and spread them to the people.

Just like in the first month of the ninth year of Jingtai, the female officials of the Teaching Workshop Department organized singing, and most of the songs were new songs, and the emperor did not set restrictions, and all kinds of minor tunes bloomed.

After the folk artist steals the teacher, he adapts it to the tune of his hometown dialect and takes it back to make money.

Even, folk artists can go to the Jiaofang Division to buy a playbook, which details the arranger, lyricist, script adaptor, and so on.

The names are all women.

Some have only surnames and no first names.

The emperor also issued a decree to give names to the women in the priesthood who had left their names in the books, and then they had the names in the playbooks.

The emperor also authorized the division of the school to run a tabloid, write some new songs, new lyrics, and biographies of the lyricist and composer.

The secretary of the teaching workshop was suspicious, and the tabloids went crazy.

People underestimate the spread of gossip, look at the tabloids in Beijing, the best selling must be the gossip of celebrities in the DPRK, and the best selling is Yu Qian.

However, the publication of the woman's name on the book caused an uproar in the court, but the emperor suppressed it, believing that talents could be passed down from generation to generation, regardless of gender.

The emperor has a new nickname, Friend of Women.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, the emperor issued another decree.

In the Yunjiaofang Division, the lyricist, composer, adaptor, and singer are removed from slavery and returned to the civil register, and after three years, they can choose a good husband to marry, and their husbands are not allowed to despise them.

Therefore, in the first month, the singers worked so hard just to get the slave nationality and get the civil nationality.

Seeing this holy decree, the folk opera troupe burst into tears, lamenting that the emperor knew the sufferings of the people, and the singing was finally not a ninth-rate.

And listening to opera has also become a trend in Beijing.

If you don't understand, you have to listen, and if you don't understand, you have to listen to it.

The singers in the hall also gradually became noble, and the literati and writers also began to sing two sentences of opera, and also filled in a few poems, and the minor tunes and operas of various dialects collided with each other and merged with each other to form a new genre.

With the popularity of the Three Kingdoms and the Water Margin, various operas were adapted from them to form classic fragments and interpret them into various dramas.

Daming has already had a fever.

Some undesirable literati began to study at home, and all of a sudden, all kinds of shoddy products filled the newspapers.

Even, some kind of unspeakable is in vogue.

It also spread to the palace.

Syllable!

"What is this?"

Zhu Qiyu threw it on the case: "I see that it is Yun. Qing, what a mess! ”

"Go, copy this newspaper, and exile everyone!"

"The author of this book was also arrested and exiled to Qiongzhou Mansion!"

"Emperor, this little thing is not worth being angry about." Feng Xiao could see that the urine came out, and it was still this thing exciting.

"Folk literati, are they all like this?"

Zhu Qiyu was furious, and he developed in the hope of producing masterpieces such as the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Dream of Red Mansions, which will be handed down to the world.

It's not for this garbage to run rampant.

"It's time to set up a newspaper bureau, and if there is no supervision, it's really lawless."

Zhu Qiyu asked coldly: "Are you also scolding me?" ”

Feng Xiao was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

Don't all the Chinese in Beijing scold you, you don't know.

"Emperor, today is the Shangyuan Festival, you shouldn't be angry."

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "Aoshan lantern, I won't go to see it." ”

"Go and announce Tang Yinxun and Su Ping, Su Zheng, Yan Duo, Wang Zhenqing, Shen Yu, and Jiang Zhong."

Feng Xiao was taken aback, the emperor was about to make a move.

Without warning, he chose to do it during the Lantern Festival.

Lantern Festival, Murder Night.

"Slave obeys!"

Zhu Qiyu opened the chapter and watched the world.

On the seventeenth day of the first month, the New Year will be over.

It's time for the world to get on the right track, he is watching the recital on Bian Yong, who has already arrived in Hubei and wrote in Wuchang Mansion.

It is estimated that at this time, he has already arrived in Guangxi.

Zhu Qiyu watched carefully, and Bian Yong wrote down all his thoughts along the way and reported them to the emperor.

After reading it, Zhu Qiyu closed the chapter and gently tapped his fingertips: "Feng Xiao, I want to support some businessmen who are leading to Annan, do you have a candidate?" ”

"Emperor, do you want to use the room?" Feng Xiaos understood what the emperor meant.

With the merchant line, there was one in the pre-Qin era.

"On the surface, I secretly investigated the movements of the southeastern countries for the court, gathered the terrain, customs, environment, and situation of the court into intelligence, and then infiltrated to prepare for the recovery of the southeastern countries."

The reason why it is used to recover.

Because of the Ming Chengyuan system, the southeastern countries originally belonged to the territory of the Great Yuan, although it was only nominal, but the map could be drawn in.

Moreover, Emperor Yongle set up three propaganda and six consolations in Southeast Asia, and included the poisonous part of the body.

Then, the legal system of the southeastern countries is in the hands of the Ming Dynasty.

"Emperor, to inquire about foreign affairs, I am afraid that a special system is needed to operate, and the businessmen must also be cultivated by themselves, and the businessmen of the people may not be able to be loyal to the king."

Zhu Qiyu bowed: "I want to use Tiqi to transform it into a foreign affairs newspaper bureau, responsible for foreign affairs in Annam, Champong, Siam, Sanxuan and Liuwei, Korea, Waguo, Turpan, Hami, Warat, Tatar, Uliangha, Samarkand and so on. ”

"Let's use it first to watch Lu Gao, and give him a chance to make up for his mistakes."

"There is no need to cultivate merchants, compared to the Huanghuang Dynasty, these are weak countries."

"The Ming Dynasty can be swept away with strong troops, but I cherish the combat strength of the Ming army, sympathize with the soldiers, and don't want too many casualties."

"After the domestic ploughing was leveled, a group of merchants who were exiled according to their convicts were selected and their families were controlled in Beijing, and they were placed in a separate city, and they were not allowed to communicate with each other inside and outside, and they were taken hostage, so that they could serve me abroad."

"Among the businessmen caught in Jiangxi, pick first."

"After the selection, all of them will enter Tiqi, and their families will be settled in Beijing to work for me."

Feng Xiao knelt on the ground: "The emperor's mercy on the common people is a blessing in the world." ”

"Killing people can only relieve the anger for a while, and making people like donkeys and working for you is the biggest punishment for him."

Zhu Qiyu asked Huaien to write a booklet.

found that Huai En was not waiting in the hall, so he asked Fu Yuan to come and write.

"The restructuring of the Tiqi has to be considered, and the important ministers of the cabinet will be invited to refer to it for details on another day."

Zhu Qiyu sighed: "The rule of officials is going to be greatly reformed, and now many departments have been added, and the departments are chaotic with each other and cannot cooperate. ”

"In the past few days, the courtiers have not come up with a result."

"Tomorrow, after the next court, please invite the important ministers of the court to come to the Heart Cultivation Hall to discuss and negotiate a charter."

"Slave help you remember."

As he was talking, Tang Yinyun and others entered the hall.

Tang Yinyun is Tang He's great-grandson, he is very talented, and Zhou Chen and Hu Hu have recommended him.

The Su Ping brothers, Yan Duo and others are also great talents.

However, although they are talented, they all have bad breath.

It can't be used without femdom.

Zhu Qiyu stopped talking, but continued to read the music and asked them to kneel in the hall.

Tang Yinyun and others were dripping in cold sweat, the emperor was turning over old accounts.

More than half an hour passed.

Zhu Qiyu raised his eyes: "In the cheering place around the stove, in the small cauldron of Baiwei ablation, is it written?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, it was written by the grass people." Tang Yinyun kowtowed.

"Are you a grass farmer? Your great-grandfather was the king of Don'ou, so I don't know you? ”

Zhu Qiyu shouted: "Go, slap him twice, have a long memory!" ”

Syllable! Syllable!

Feng Xiao took the ring ruler and left and right.

Tang Yinxian's cheeks suddenly became red and swollen, the ring ruler hit his cheeks, and his teeth hit his cheeks, overflowing with blood.

"Wechen is guilty!" Tang Yinqian endured the pain and kowtowed.

"Whose minister are you?"

Zhu Qiyu threw away the concerto, got up from the chair, sat down on the soft collapse, and looked at Tang Yinyun.

Tang Yinyun trembled with fright: "Wei, Weichen is His Majesty's courtier!" ”

"Do I dare to have a courtier like you?"

"I dare to let you, a great sage, bow down to you?"

"Hmph, I see, Emperor Taizu shouldn't have ascended the throne and called the emperor, you should have let your ancestor Tang He ascend the throne, you can be a great sage in the world!"

Zhu Qiyu is yin and yang.

Tang Yintao trembled: "Weichen is loyal to His Majesty, and the ancestors are even more loyal to Emperor Taizu, and they dare not have the slightest transgression!" Absolutely nothing! ”

This is the rhythm of pulling the Dongou King out of the coffin board.

Emperor Taizu was very good to his old brother, and when Tang He died, he did not give his descendants a knighthood, nor was he allowed to inherit the title.

To say that the Tang family has no resentment in their hearts, it is impossible.

Fight the country together, why is your old Zhu family the emperor, and my old Tang family can't even drink the soup? What's more, if there is no Tang He, you Zhu Yuanzhang is still a little monk!

"Loyal? Do you scold me faithfully? ”

Zhu Qiyu sneered: "Others scold me, it's just that, after all, people have not received the emperor's grace, what kind of family is your family, forgot?" ”

Suddenly, boom!

Tang Yinxian's body trembled into an egg: "Your Majesty, Weichen has never scolded Your Majesty, and he will never dare to insult his father, no, don't dare!" ”

"Am I blind? You've read books, haven't I read them? ”

Zhu Qiyu's face was fierce: "After reading a few broken books, you dare to slander your father?" If I give you a sword, will I kill my father? ”

"Weichen doesn't dare!" Tang Yinxian cried in fright.

Several other literati were scared.

When you hold the pen, you are a warrior, and when you put down the pen, you are a coward.

"It's Emperor Taizu who didn't let your ancestor take the throne, so you have a grudge in your heart, right?"

"After so many years, the court has ignored you, and I'm not happy, right?"

"That's why you vented the resentment in your heart on my head?"

"Isn't it fun to scold me every day?"

Zhu Qiyu sneered: "Hmph, so resentful, do you need to open a temple for you, let you in, and scold Emperor Taizu?" ”

"Ahh

Tang Yinqian wants to die now, and he will die immediately.

Although the Tang family is not knighted, it is also a big family, and there are thousands of people in the family, if he is exiled because of him, he is a family sinner.

"Looks like you're trying to scold!"

Zhu Qiyu sneered: "I really didn't find out that Tang He's descendants are going to be a thief!" ”

"Wechen absolutely not! Your Majesty, Weichen is willing to die to prove his innocence! "Tang Yinyun really wants to hit his head and kill clean.

Your Majesty, you can't always wronged me!

No, you have to put it on my head!

Zhu Qiyu stopped teasing him, and looked at Brother Su Ping: "You guys, you have read so many books and can write a few sour poems, who do you think you are?" ”

"When you are Li Shangyin? Is it Luo Yin? ”

Luo Yin often scolded the emperor, but it was already the end of the Tang Dynasty at that time.

Everyone was scared.

From the moment he was edicted into the palace, it proved that the emperor's counterattack was coming.

"Why don't you speak?"

"Great talents!"

Zhu Qiyu slowly stood up: "When I scolded me, one was more powerful than the other, why didn't I dare to let go of a fart in front of me?" ”

I really don't dare to let it go, I'm afraid that the fart will smoke you.

"The ministers are guilty!"

"Admit it?"

Zhu Qiyu asked coldly: "I don't even know where I did something sorry for you!" ”

"I think this emperor is doing a good job, how did it get into your mouth, I am a dumb monarch?"

"Okay."

"Since you scolded me for being a dumb king!"

"Then I'll let you see, what is the meaning of a Daoless Dusk King!"

Zhu Qiyu sneered: "Strip off your clothes and hang them on the noon gate, let their admirers see what kind of demeanor they are?" ”

Tang Yinyun lay on the ground and cried.

It's more ruthless than killing them.

"No one is allowed to die, if you dare to commit suicide, I will punish you nine clans!"

Zhu Qiyu adjusted his posture: "When I am hanging, I also write a poem for myself, to be appropriate, to be exciting, I want to watch!" And go down in the history books! For you to make a name for yourself! ”

He waved his hand.

The eunuchs dragged a few talented men down.

Su Ping and Su Zheng are both eighty years old, but they still have to lose this face.

Can't die yet.

was stripped naked and hung on the noon door, and then wrote a poem, which will last forever.

In the future, they will not be Jingtai Ten Talents, but Jingtai Ten Dogs, nailed to the pillar of historical shame.

"Deliver the decree and arrest all those who insult me and satirize the government!"

"Slave obeys!"

When the news came out of the palace, the factory guards were dispatched.

The Lantern Festival is celebrated in Beijing, and the festive atmosphere is strong.

But the factory guard was suddenly summoned, like a tiger out of the box.

Jinyi Wei Guan Yao and Lu Qian led the team.

The East Factory is led by Fan Qing.

The guild hall is in the hands of the factory guards, and the girls in the guild hall know what the scholars say, so they directly sweep their own guild hall first.

During the Lantern Festival, the palace guards took a vacation.

are also soaked in the hall, the girls here, there are countless people who are both unique in music and art, but they are all Qing people, they can't see it, they can't touch it, and if they want to touch it, they have to add money.

There are various ways to play in the hall, there are programs every day, and there are small programs in each small room.

Occasionally, I will invite the troupe of the Workshop Division to sing, which is very lively.

A small show was held in the small room to be even more exciting, and the Qingqi people were dressed in tulle, dancing hotly, and dancing gracefully.

Those who can come in don't have money, they have to have status.

The general magnates in Beijing can't see it, and only a few people can enter the small room to watch the show when they are taken by the girl and are the guests of the scene.

"Damn, Lao Tzu spent so much money that he couldn't even touch a girl's hand!"

"Drink right here! Not even a single attendant! ”

A rugged man was full of resentment: "It's better than before, Lao Tzu spends a few taels of silver, and those girls have to lick Lao Tzu's toes!" ”

"It's better now, get a guild hall, I can't find a girl if I want to!"

His brother echoed: "Yes, big brother, Jingshi has banned the Qinglou again, you can only come to the guild hall, and you need money for everything!" It's a price gouge! What a fucking bad luck! ”

"A few guys, what you're talking about is the old yellow calendar."

In the scattered platform on the first floor, a few rough men sat together to eat wine, and there was no one to bring tea and water.

A well-mannered rich man, holding a fan, came over and sat down, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip without disgust: "You see, this hall has six floors, and this first floor is just like you and me. ”

"Not to mention seeing the Oiran, there is not even a decent girl, they are all remnants of flowers and willows."

"Let's sit here, just like we used to play tea and write a few sour poems to coax the girl."

"It's different now, it's all about money."

"Whoever gives more money will take a fancy to whoever is lost and let them in."

"You see, this floor is surrounded by small rooms, and those who can enter are fools with big heads, and they don't know that they are bankrupt and see some broken flowers and willows."

"The kind of goods you saw before are long gone, and you have either changed careers or gone underground."

"Heh, these remnants of flowers and willows are all immortal characters in your eyes."

As he spoke, he picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth.

"This son, several of us are big and rough people who run boats, and we don't know the way here, you can tell me carefully." A reckless man poured him a glass of wine.

Brother Gongzi smiled: "Then the boy will tell you." ”

"This second layer is all once a smash hit Oiran, although it is outdated, but it is also a beautiful person."

"Go up to the second floor, that's got to be the number."

He held out an index finger.

"A hundred taels of silver?" A reckless man asked.

"Cut, a hundred taels? No one is looking at you on the first floor. ”

Brother Gongzi glanced at him with disgust, where did he come from, and his voice was accentuated: "One thousand taels of silver!" ”

"Just pay a thousand taels of silver?" The babbling reckless man was frightened.

"It's just a thousand taels, it's a fart for dignitaries."

"What people want is an elegance, what they pursue is a taste, and what they want to play is a taste."

Brother Gongzi sandwiched a peanut: "But the club will not be greedy for this thousand taels, as long as you are not satisfied, you will get a full refund." ”

"But you think, who are the people who can pay 1,000 taels to go up to the second floor? I want a face! ”

"Who will be laughed at because of a thousand taels of silver!"

Brother Gongzi took a sip of wine: "But the people's club is not taking money in vain, how long do you want to live, how much you want to eat, even if you call friends to come, the little ones will be entertained well, if you are lucky, which girl takes a fancy to it, tsk, it will be beautiful." ”

"Childe, didn't you say that it's all over-the-top Oiran? Why is it beautiful? The reckless man asked.

Of course, the younger the better, woman.

"Look at your brains, what's going on?"

Brother Gongzi said in disgust: "This is called Ya, isn't it the dirty thing you think, that little, is it lacking?" Isn't a random maid in someone's house beautiful? ”

"Come here to spend money, the pursuit is elegance, taste, face, and connections!"

"Got it?"

The reckless men really don't understand.

Isn't it just to spend so much money to come to this place?

"I'm really not afraid to tell you, even if it's an outdated Oiran, it's also extremely beautiful, and the old people are yellow, and they are much better looking than your yellow-faced woman."

Brother Childe ate a peanut.

"Childe, what's there in there that can make people so addicted?" A man asked.

"I can't even think of the tricks in there."

Brother Gongzi's face was full of aftertaste: "I don't understand what I told you, anyway, as long as you go in, you will definitely take out the money obediently, and I think the money is worth it!" Ecstasy! ”

"What about the third floor? Don't you ask for 10,000 taels of silver? The reckless man asked.

"Look, you don't understand, do you?"

Brother Gongzi sneered: "Go up to the third floor, don't take a penny." ”

"But not everyone can go, the dignitaries and dignitaries in the city also score levels and divide power, so that they can go up to the third floor."

"Last year's champion Gong, when he was proud of high school, was invited to the third floor."

"You guys, don't think about it in this life."

"Why? Isn't it enough to spend money? The man asked.

"It's all said, what is pursued in this place is fun, it is interest, what do you always do with money?"

"That pickled stuff, it's not so easy to make here."

"You spend 10,000 taels of silver, but it's not as good as a certain stubborn master, and a word that works."

"So, money is useless, it's a connection, it's a circle, it's face!"

Brother Gongzi took another sip: "Let me tell you, the girl on the third floor, that is called a unique, her appearance is naturally one of the best, and everyone has a unique job." ”

"Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, military and martial arts, there must be a must."

"If you want to go up to the third floor, you must also have a must, endlessly, and you are not allowed to go up."

"It doesn't matter if it's a dignitary, no one can come, this is the rule."

The reckless men swallowed their saliva, but they didn't expect that there would be so many words in the small guild.

"As for the fourth floor, hum, it's even more amazing."

"The fourth floor is by invitation."

"Only those who are invited by the fourth floor can go up to the fourth floor."

Brother Gongzi sandwiched a peanut and swallowed it with wine: "Let me tell you an interesting fact, on the eighth day of the first lunar month, King Jing drank too much on the second floor and wanted to go to the fourth floor to go around, but he was kicked out." ”

"King Jing, that's His Majesty's favorite minister, the King of the Ming Dynasty, the fourth floor still doesn't give face."

"The most beautiful Oiran in the whole world is on the fourth floor."

"Regardless of whether the South Zhili is still from Shandong, Shanxi or Zhejiang, no matter where the Oiran in the world is, as long as it is famous, you have to come to this Jingshi Hall, select according to the color, and the top can enter the fourth floor."

"You say, Oiran, how many people are haunted by their dreams."

"It's all on the fourth floor, maybe when they fart, we can hear it, and it's worth smelling it, hahaha."

Brother Gongzi himself said that he was happy.

As he spoke, many individual visitors came over and asked, "What about the fifth floor?" ”

"The fifth and sixth floors are not open to the public, so I don't know what's inside yet, but the fourth floor is already like that, what should you tell me about the fifth and sixth floors?"

Brother Gongzi said as he drank wine, and drank all the wine jugs.

Alcohol in the guild hall is not cheap.

Just this pot costs fifty taels of silver, but it is just a simple drink, and no one serves it.

The drink made a few reckless men feel distressed, so they bought a pot, and they were reluctant to drink it, so they squatted here, looking at it like an old hat.

The reckless man laughed: "That must be where the emperor lives!" ”

This caused everyone to laugh.

Perhaps, the fifth and sixth floors are reserved for the emperor.

The emperor sleeps on the sixth floor, and the ministers sleep on the fifth floor.

Suddenly.

A group of fans entered the hall.

Originally, this was Jinyiwei's guild hall, and it was commonplace for fans to come and go.

However, the leader was wearing a flying fish suit, with an embroidered spring knife hanging from his waist, and strode over: "What did you just say?" The Emperor? ”

The reckless man suddenly retracted and said with a stiff smile: "My lord heard it wrong. ”

"What is the crime of slandering the king? You know? Lu Qian's tone was cold.

No matter how stupid the reckless man is, he knows that this crime is very big, so he quickly shook his head and said: "It's all what he said, and the little one doesn't know anything!" ”

Lu Qian followed the reckless man's finger and looked over.

The boy drank deliciously, ignoring Lu Qian at all.

"Zhang Fuhua, do you dare to slander your majesty?" Lu Qian pushed away the reckless man, strode over, and slapped the table.

Zhang Fuhua, whose father's name was Zhang Hong, died in Tumubao.

He himself was cast into the prison of the country.

But he doesn't care, he has a talent for forgetting, but he is addicted to wine shops, likes to brag and fart with people, and after the rise of the guild, he soaked in the guild hall every day.

I didn't study for three years, but I was praised by my husband, I was born a genius, but I don't have to be in the right place.

In the three guild halls in Beijing, he is there every day.

"It turned out to be Deputy Commander Lu?"

Zhang Fuhua opened his eyelids, he was betrayed, and he was not angry: "My son is drinking here, what's in the way of your Jinyiwei?" ”

He and Lu Qian are old acquaintances.

Lu Qian's father, Lu Heng, also died in Tumubao, was excavated by Lu Zhong and ordered to join Tiqi, but was brought into Jinyiwei by Jin Zhong.

"Slandering the king is about Jinyiwei!"

Lu Qian didn't bother to pay attention to him: "Take it away!" ”

Zhang Shihua drank the wine in the jug, licked the wine on the tips of his fingers, and retreated: "Slow, who slandered the king?" ”

"You!"

Lu Qian didn't want to talk nonsense with him, embarrassed!

Zhang Fuhua did not relent: "Deputy Commander Lu, this brother is just the emperor who lives on the fifth and sixth floors, where is the slander of the king!" ”

Huo Ran!

Lu Qian looked at the reckless man fiercely, his eyes fierce.

The reckless man was scared to pee, and the mouth of the literati killed people without seeing blood.

Come and don't be rude.

"And say that you didn't slander the king? Take! ”

Lu Qian didn't talk nonsense, and walked up to Zhang Fuhua: "Your Majesty asked you to enter the national prison because I hope you will follow your father's example and serve the country, instead of wasting your time on fun!" Zhang Fuhua, hello for yourself! ”

Lu Qian's father is not as good as Zhang Hong.

He is also stupid, not as smart as Zhang Fuhua, he has been in elementary school for six years, but he has achieved nothing, and he knows that the imperial examination is hopeless, so he abandoned literature and martial arts, and sought the opportunity to enter Tiqi.

It's just that Zhang Fuhua doesn't use it, he is unruly, and he likes to drill into the lower nine streams.

It's a waste of talent.

Lu Qian walked up to the second floor.

The waiting turtle was startled and retreated.

Zhang Shihua couldn't listen to the persuasion at all, but unfortunately, the fool was arrested, and no one bought wine to drink.

looked at Lu Qian drunkenly, thoughtfully.

"Zhang Gongzi, that person hasn't settled the wine money yet, do you think this money?" The turtle came to ask for the debt.

Zhang Shihua's face suddenly stiffened: "You went to ask for them, what are you looking for me?" Lao Tzu has no money, don't force Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu went to Lu Qian to work hard! ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." The turtle was taken aback and could only smile bitterly.

Zhang Fuhua relied on his father's legacy, eating and drinking in the hall, but he couldn't do anything about him.

This debt can only be asked by the reckless man who bought the wine.

On the second floor, in the elegant room near the window, there was the sound of appreciating poetry, and there were literati holding poetry meetings, and there were cheers from time to time.

Lu Qian took the fan and directly interrupted the process of the poetry meeting.

A young man wearing a literati hat arched his hand at Lu Qian: "My lord, we are not breaking the law by holding a poetry meeting here, right?" ”

"Naturally, I don't break the law, but the official wants to check the poems you wrote?" Lu Qian said.

These words immediately caused a burst of laughter: "Can you understand the poems we wrote?" ”

"I don't understand." Lu Qian is really not reading material.

After he became enlightened, he read the scriptures for six years, but he couldn't even write an article well, and Zhang Fuhua basically didn't read it, but he came with a pen, and the pen was like a god.

Burst into laughter.

Lu Qian casually picked up a manuscript of poetry: "Pity the front seat in the middle of the night, don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods." ”

"How about buying Husun Lane, and the king will be scarlet when he laughs."

"The upper poor blue falls down the yellow spring, and the two places are gone."

"Why can't this official understand a single word of these poems?"

The man in the hat exclaimed, "This is not a poem we wrote!" You, you're slandering! ”

The first and third lines are poems by Li Shangyin satirizing the emperor's mediocrity and incompetence.

The second sentence is that Luo Yin used the past to satirize the present, and used Tang Xizong's reward to play monkeys, which was a metaphor for his own talents.

But!

The poem on the paper is clearly as follows: "The song and dance building can be boasted, and it was good at luxury in the past." There is still a remnant of Gen Yue Pai Canghao, which has to be separated by Zixia. The waste garden grass is barren and can graze horses, and the long ditch willow does not hide crows. The blind girl has no grievances, and she can pluck the pipa to talk about the Zhao family. ”

This is a poem by Qu You, who was convicted of poetry in the Yongle Dynasty, and died in the eighth year of Xuande.

He is best known for his new compilation of "New Words of Cutting the Lantern".

"Are you illiterate when you are an official? This is Qu You's poem! ”

Lu Qian shouted: "Do you sympathize with Qu You?" ”

"How can I sympathize with Qu You, but I sigh at the high level of Qu You's poetic talent, we just sigh with admiration!" The young man explained.

"Then do you know when Qu You made this poem?" Lu Qian asked.

The young man was slightly stunned.

This poem was written when Qu You was demoted and when he was in exile in Bianjing.

Is there any resentment among them?

"You—You know poetry, too?" That young man never thought that a brocade Yiwei would still understand poetry? Ridiculous, you say?

"Hmph, this official doesn't understand poetry, but he understands people's hearts!"

Lu Qian said coldly: "Are you reading Qu You's poems, using the past to satirize the present, satirizing the current saints?" ”

Poof!

The young man sat on the ground: "No, no, absolutely not!" ”

"What's the problem without you?" Lu Qian drank vigorously.

Nothing in the guild hall can escape the eyes and ears of Jinyiwei.

This young man's name is Zhang Zhuang, and it is rumored to be Zhang Lun's youngest son, because Li Jue is good friends with him, so it is rumored to be Zhang Lun's youngest son.

"Deputy Commander Lu!"

A voice came from the corner, and a young man with eyebrows like stars and sword eyebrows stood up: "It's too much!" ”

"You are?" Lu Qian really didn't know him.

"Brother Chen, save me!" Zhang Zhuang begged for mercy.

He stood up and saluted Lu Qian: "Deputy Commander Lu, in Xia Chenhe, my uncle is Lin Cong, the governor of Henan, and my niece is serving in the palace. ”

Concubine Lin's family?

Lu Qian felt that it was difficult to do, so he arched his hand and said, "Mr. Chen, this official still has official duties, so it is inconvenient to be polite. ”

Chen He frowned: "Deputy Commander Lu, please take a step to speak, under the grace of your uncle, you are also on duty in the palace." ”

This is the use of power to oppress people.

When Lu Qian hesitated, a fan came in and whispered: "My lord, the deputy commander has already brought a group of people, please speed up." ”

Lu Qian is far inferior to Guan Yao, he is timid in doing things.

As everyone knows, to be a brocade guard, you have to offend people first, and you can't offend people's dogs, will the emperor keep them?

Chen He thought that his identity frightened Lu Qian, smiled and took out a small silver ticket and stuffed it into Lu Qian's hand: "I understand the rules, please have a cup of tea with brothers." ”

"My son follows Mao Wei, Mao Wei, you should know, right? That is Concubine Mao's younger brother, a person trusted by His Majesty. ”

"You are also a confidant of His Majesty."

"Otherwise, we're a family."

Syllable!

The words are not finished.

Lu Qian suddenly slapped Chen He in the face: "Who are you close to?" ”

Chen He was stunned by a slap.

The whole poetry meeting gasped.

Chen He is Lin Cong's nephew, and Li Jue is a friend of eight worships, such a character was actually slapped in the face!

"You—You don't know who this son is?" Chen He pointed at Lu Qian.

"I don't know! Then you tell the officer, who are you? Lu Qian also suppressed the fear in his heart.

"My son's uncle is Lin Cong! Lin Cong! ”

Chen He roared.

Syllable!

Lu Qian slapped him again: "Dare to call Lin Governor Fu's name? This official will teach you an unfilial nephew on behalf of the Henan Governor! ”

Chen He was beaten and pointed at Lu Qian.

Syllable!

Lu Qian slapped him with another backhand: "Who are you referring to?" ”

"My son is going to the palace to sue you, go to sue you!" Chen He was furious.

It's not a sore face.

It's a shame!

He didn't know poetry, but he enjoyed the atmosphere.

Being a guard in the palace is very restrained, and today I am resting, so I want to come out and relax.

As a result, the poetry club was smashed, he was slapped a few times, and people were blinded.

"Sue the officer? You traitor, and you have the face to sue the official! ”

Lu Qian put the paper on his face: "What do these poems mean, do you understand?" Got it? This is anti-poetry! ”

"W-What?" Chen He's eyes widened.

He held the paper in his hand, knew every word, and could read it together, but he couldn't read the deep meaning.

"Anti-poetry, anti-poetry?" Chen He was stupid.

"It's anti-poetry!"

"You have nothing to do as an official? It's a big holiday, run you here nonsense? ”

"Open your dog's eyes and see if this poem is an anti-poem or not!"

Lu Qian shouted: "Who is Qu You, do you know?" ”

Chen He shook his head.

That Zhang Zhuang was anxious: "Brother Chen, you can't clear yourself, whether we live or die!" ”

"Shut up!"

No matter how stupid Chen He is, he knows Qu You, but he can't say it, so he can only look at Lu Qian: "Deputy Commander Lu, I don't know anything about things here, just because I haven't been here." ”

Gesture to go.

and Lu Qian's mistaken moment.

Sonorous!

The embroidered spring knife came out of its sheath and rested on the back of Chen He's neck: "Mr. Chen, where are you going?" ”

"This matter has nothing to do with me, so naturally I have to go home." Chen He smiled awkwardly.

"Let's go to Jinyiwei Prison to explain and explain! Take! ”

Lu Qian couldn't take care of his relatives anymore.

Guan Yao can't be allowed to make meritorious service first, he can't be left behind.

"Brother Li save me!" When he was taken out of the private room, Chen He yelled at a room.

Lu Qian looked at the room sharply: "Brother Li? Which Brother Li? ”

"The son of the governor of Liaoning, Li Jue, His Majesty's imperial guard!" Chen He moved out of the big man and wanted to scare Lu Qian to death.

Lu Qian stroked his beard: "Knock on the door and see what Gongzi Li says!" ”

Chen He still wanted to shake his wit, but found that Lu Qian's eyes lit up, this is to make meritorious contributions to Li Ji!

Don't forget, Li Xian is an official that the emperor hates, and Lu Qian is a slave of the Son of Heaven.

"My lord, I'm talking nonsense, nonsense!" Chen He immediately confessed.

Lu Qian suddenly understood Song Tang's refreshing feeling.

Syllable!

A slap was thrown on Chen He's face: "You dare to play this official?" ”

Chen He was beaten up?

Do you know who Lao Tzu is!

Lao Tzu's uncle is Lin Cong, his niece is the concubine, and Lao Tzu is the palace guard!

Such a person, you dare to fight?

Syllable!

Lu Qian slapped him in the face with his backhand: "Speak!" ”

Well, just hit it......

"It hurts!" As soon as Chen He's mouth flattened, there was only one word left.

Squeak.

The door of the elegant room was pushed open, and there was a strange smell inside, Li Jue came out disheveled, and arched his hand towards Lu Qian: "Deputy Commander Lu, why is this so aggressive?" ”

Seeing Li Jue, Chen He's mouth flattened, and he cried out: "Brother, Jinyiwei is lawless, slandering us and discussing anti-poetry!" ”

Zhang Zhuang was even more ruthless: "Brother, run, Jinyiwei wants to concoct an unjust case!" ”

"Shut up!"

Li Jue scolded, and then arched his hand towards Lu Qian and said: "If you can alarm Jinyiwei, it must be a big case, please ask Deputy Commander Lu to handle the case according to law." ”

Chen He and Zhang Zhuang's faces turned pale, they didn't expect Li Jue to be so ruthless!

Lu Qian laughed: "Li Shiwei, Mr. Chen said that you also participated in the poetry meeting, did you really participate?" ”

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! On the 30th, it will be added for the Mid-Autumn Festival and the 11th Festival, and it will be added for the monthly pass!

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