Chapter 322: Waiting for the King to Come
Zhongjing City, Hanlin Academy.
A Hanlin scholar walked over and slammed a booklet in his hand on a young man's desk.
The fast-flying booklet fell on the young man's hand, and the hand holding the pen uncontrollably drew a striking ink mark on the paper, and the originally neat surface of the paper was like a terrifying scar on the face of a beautiful woman.
The ink brought up by the booklet fell on the white paper little by little, so that all the credit of the young man in the morning was in vain.
"Xu Boyi! Look at what you're writing about! Re-transcribe all of them to the official! ”
Xu Dapeng looked at the scene in front of him blankly, looking at this Shangguan, who was kind to him before and never spared a smile, he was obviously a little dazed.
"What do you see? Defy? The man snorted coldly, "The waste that is not qualified to enter the Hanlin Academy, and you can't even record a book, why don't you find a piece of tofu and hit it to death!" ”
Xu Dapeng came back to his senses from his daze, and a burst of anger in his heart jumped up, and he picked up the booklet, "Lord Tian! What's wrong with my record? You point it to me! ”
"Dare to talk back?"
The man's face turned cold, "Has no one taught you to respect your superiors?" Chen Fenglin! Your task this month will also be handed over to Xu Boyi, and the official will send you a new job! ”
Xu Dapeng wanted to say something more, but a figure hurriedly walked over, pressed his shoulder, and nodded to Master Na Hanlin, "Lord Tian, please rest assured, Bo Yi has recorded too many books recently, and he is a little dizzy, I don't know how important it is, and I bumped into the adult, please don't blame the adult!" ”
"Too much? It was originally made up, I don't know how many pounds and taels I have, so it is natural to write more! ”
He snorted coldly, "Within three days, submit the new draft, and if you can't finish it, you will get out of the Hanlin Academy!" ”
With that, he brushed his sleeves away, leaving behind a room of people who either gloated or shook their heads with emotion.
Xu Dapeng was humiliated in front of him like this, and his muscles were so angry that his muscles burst out, Zeng Jimin, who was beside him who spoke for him, sighed, pulled his arm out of the house, found a no-man's land, and comforted: "Bo Yi, what are you competing with Lord Tian!" ”
Xu Dapeng looked angry, "Is this a competition?" This is obviously because he is unfair and deliberately finds fault and humiliates me, can't I fight back? ”
Zeng Jimin sighed, "Do you think he just found your stubble?" And don't you know why he became like this? ”
Hearing this, Xu Dapeng's emotions slowly calmed down, and he pursed his lips and was silent.
Zeng Jimin patted him on the shoulder, "The world is impermanent, the wind and clouds are changing, we have gained some benefits, and now we naturally have to suffer some sins, let's stay up slowly." ”
A long sigh was carried away by the wind, carried across the temple, and into another room not far away.
"If you want to say that this Xia Jingyun is really, its prosperity is also vigorous, and its death is also sudden! thought that he would rise to prominence, using his twenties to make generations of people desperate, who knew that his career had just begun, and it came to an abrupt end. ”
In another room of the Hanlin Courtyard, several Hanlin edicts were resting, and one of them sighed.
"Yes, if you can escape far away, you can still pick up a life and survive, if you are caught, it may be a glass of poisoned wine or a white silk."
"The world is impermanent, who would have thought that the first emperor would die suddenly! So, this team, it's better not to stand in advance! ”
"The genus of rotten wood is easy to see, the material of the pillars is rare, the country employs people, why should it be so capricious, Xia Jingyun is extremely intelligent, and he has merit in the country, so he shouldn't fall into such a fate!"
In the midst of emotion, a voice spoke firmly, making everyone stunned, and then silently moved to the side.
A middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, but still opened his mouth to persuade: "Uncle Duan, there are some things that you are not suitable to say. Your Majesty and the center have their own considerations, so it's better for us not to say more. ”
Li Zhiyi, the Jinke Tanhua who was the cousin of Uncle Duan, shook his head when he heard this, "Could it be that Your Majesty is absolutely right?" If they make the wrong decision, should we, the courtiers, speak up and admonish the king? ”
"Although Xia Jingyun is the righteous brother of Concubine De, he quells rebellion for the country, and even the three yuan, his intelligence and virtue are all the choice of the moment. The whole world is all Your Majesty's people, and if Your Majesty wants to punish him just because of his status, how can he serve the people? How to go down in history? How many wise men are so reluctant to serve the king that they are so angry that they don't want to serve the king? ”
After hearing this, everyone dispersed almost like birds and beasts, leaving Li Zhiyi alone, standing alone, his thin figure was like a piece of wood that would rather be bent.
In the evening, his colleagues were gone, Li Zhiyi was still working at his desk, the new monarch succeeded to the throne, and there were a lot of edicts and documents from the imperial court, and he was a hard-working newcomer, so naturally there were many tasks on his head.
A lonely lamp accompanies this young man who is full of ideals and expectations for the country and career.
Ink characters appeared under the tip of his pen, and he was just like him.
Squeak, the door was pushed open.
A few men in black walked in, "Li Zhiyi? Come with us. ”
Li Zhiyi looked at them calmly, and a burst of utter disappointment flashed in his eyes.
"Wait a minute."
He slowly finished writing the last word of this article.
He put the pen on the pen stand, stood up, straightened the robe on his body, and calmly walked out with the black-clothed men who had terrified the dignitaries.
The wind gently dried the ink, and the empty chair waited silently for his master's return, not knowing if he could wait.
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A house in the east of the city, which looks quite new, has obviously been renovated.
A group of men in black came to the house, knocked on the door, and rushed into the house.
After a while, a middle-aged man walked out.
"What are you doing! What crime has my master committed, you can take people at will, and there is no royal law! ”
Zhang Dazhi's apprentice blocked the way, and the black-clothed man in the lead frowned, "The Black Ice Platform doesn't need to explain, get out!" ”
"What about the Black Ice Terrace? Is the Black Ice Terrace bigger than Wang Fa? My master wants to come to serve the public and abide by the law, how can you serve the public if you take people to prison like this! ”
The sword flashed, a scream, and an arm fell to the ground.
"The third child!" Zhang Dazhi let out a sad sigh, looking at the man in black in front of him with tears in his eyes, "This official has already been arrested, why do you still have such a poisonous hand!" ”
The man in black ignored Zhang Dazhi's shouting, waved his hand, and led the person out.
"That's not Lord Zhang!"
"Isn't Master Zhang doing a good job as a prisoner, what is this doing?"
"Hey, what's wrong, he's on the wrong side! He's the one who is the concubine! ”
"Hey, it seems that this official is not so easy to be!"
"Isn't it, don't just watch the thief eat meat, but also watch the thief be beaten!"
In Miyagi's prison, Gao Yi was covered in bruises, like an old dog with a broken back, lying in the corner of the house, weakly flew;
In the black prison of the Black Ice Platform, Wei Yuanzhi's clothes were oozing blood, but he didn't spit out half of the word of submission;
In the royal family's mansion, Wang Ruoshui, who had just received the edict of conversion, was happily celebrating as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites;
In the dark, Lu Yi personally put a food box at the door of a secret room.
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In Xicheng Xiao Mansion, Xiao Fengshan slept in his clothes, and after a while, he suddenly sat up suddenly.
These days he has been restless, and he always feels that there is something he can't figure out, and he finally remembers what he missed.
Bamboo forest!
Jiang Yuhu was unruly, but everyone looked at Xia Jingyun highly.
A few days ago, he read the information about Xia Jingyun on the Black Ice Platform, and he also saw Jiang Yuhu leading his troops to rescue Xia Jingyun.
Now Jiang Yuhu is guarding filial piety in the bamboo forest, if Xia Jingyun has someone quietly send the king of Jiaodong to the bamboo forest, the reason why their people are searching around the capital but returning in vain is very simple.
And if Zhulin stood on Xia Jingyun's side, the military power that his faction felt stable might not be so stable.
The old military god did say that the Jiang family would never participate in the change of imperial power and would only be loyal to the people on the dragon chair, but the old military god was no longer there after all, would Jiang Yuhu, who is now in charge of the Jiang family, think so?
What if he doesn't think so?
The bamboo forest is guarded by thousands of elites, and it has the ability to turn the tables at any time.
As soon as he thought of this, he immediately dressed and got up, but opened the door, glanced at the night, asked the guards about the time, and learned that it was already the second watch, hesitated for a moment, turned around and went back to the room, and decided to enter the palace early tomorrow morning to discuss.
At the same time, in a small town thirty miles away from the capital, Xia Jingyun and Chen Fugui, who were dressed in small clothes, had just helped inspect the goods and went to the firewood room to sit and rest.
Chen Fugui asked in a low voice: "Childe, I'm going to Beijing soon, where are we going first?" ”
Xia Jingyun rubbed his fingers and gently spit out two words, "Bamboo Forest." ”
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