Chapter 24: Is It Possible That I Am Mr. Lee?

"Lord Li, Li Qianhu ......"

There was a call for the door outside the house.

Li Qing put down the Da Ming Law in his hand, got up and came to the courtyard, "It's Li Yu, it's almost dusk, you are in such a hurry, what happened?" ”

"My lord, the commander has an order, let the Jinyi guard in Beijing find a person named Mr. Li." Li Yu said eagerly, "This Mr. Li is the person the emperor wants to meet.

My lord, this is a good opportunity for our brocade guard to make meritorious contributions, and if we go late, we will be robbed. ”

"Oh, good."

Li Qing didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't care about going to the drunken immortal building after dark, so he hurriedly went back to the house and hung up the tooth tag of the thousand households in brocade, "Let's go, say on the way." ”

"How old is this man, where is he from, what is his status... Any clues? ”

"Your Excellency, rest assured, when the envoy delivers the decree, the humble post is on the side." Li Yu said with a smile, "At that time, I sent a trustworthy brother to the Drunken Immortal Tower." ”

"Good...... Yes? Li Qing stopped, "Go to the Drunken Immortal Tower?" ”

"Well, the poems came from there, and now they are spread all over the capital, and Mr. Li, who wrote the lyrics, is on fire, and the emperor wants to see him."

"Huh?

Poetry? Li Qing muttered, "Oh, no mobile phone, no Internet, how did it spread so fast?"

It's fine early in the morning, but most of the day's work, why is it known to everyone in the capital? ”

"What do you say, sir?" Li Yu scratched his head, and then hurriedly said again, "Oh, let's go first."

The other Jinyi guards are estimated to be about to arrive at the Drunken Immortal Building, so they will have a better chance to ask about the appearance of Mr. Li and draw pictures first. ”

"What is the emperor looking for that Mr. Li?" Li Qing asked.

"I don't know about this humble position." Li Yu shook his head, "The holy edict only says that early tomorrow morning, you must bring that Mr. Li into the palace."

Oh, my lord, let's hurry! ”

"There's no hurry." Li Qing said with a smile, "Don't worry, no one can take away this credit, let's go to the Yamen of the Pacification Division." ”

"No... Not looking for someone? ”

"What's that Mr. Li's last name?" Li Qing asked.

Li Yu thought for a while, "It should be surnamed Li." ”

Li Qing smiled, "My surname is also Li." ”

"My lord, my surname is Li." Li Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

"Stupid!" Li Qing glared at him, "I am that Mr. Li, and I wrote that poem." ”

"Huh?"

"Ahh Li Qing didn't have a good breath and said, "Let's go quickly." ”

……

The back hall of the pacification division.

Mao Xiang was eating melons leisurely, and when he saw Li Qing coming, he immediately put the melons into the food box with ice cubes, and did not forget to close the lid.

After wiping his hands, he said slowly, "Didn't I ask the Jingjin Yiwei to find that Mr. Li?"

What are you doing here? ”

"My lord, I have found Mr. Li." Li Qing looked at the food box and swallowed his saliva.

"Oh?" Mao Xiang came to his senses, and saw that Li Qing was only staring at the food box, and he didn't have a good airway, "Said while eating." ”

"Master Xie." Li Qing was also not polite, lifted the lid and twisted two pieces, and then said with a smile, "My lord, let's just say, is it possible that this Mr. Li is a lowly position?" ”

"You?"

Mao Xiao smiled disdainfully, then frowned, and said suspiciously: "Is it really you?" ”

Li Qing nodded: "Don't dare to deceive your boss." ”

Mao Xiang was stunned, although he thought that Li Qing didn't have the courage to lie to him, but he still didn't believe it, "That poem is really from you?" ”

Li Qing said with a smile: "Boss, even if I dare to lie to you, I don't dare to lie to the emperor, right?" ”

"That's right." Mao Xiang nodded slowly, "You kid is capable, this time you really stirred up the storm, whether it is a blessing or a curse, and it depends on the attitude of the emperor tomorrow and your response." ”

"Not really, right?" Li Qing was speechless, "Boss, I'm cowardly, don't scare me." ”

"Who scared you?" Mao Xiang rolled his eyes, "Things are all going to the emperor, do you really think it's just because of a poem?" ”

"What's the reason for that?"

"......" Mao Xiang looked at him steadily, "Do you really not understand, or are you pretending to be confused?" ”

Li Qing scratched his head, "Please command the envoy to teach you!" ”

"Before the emperor summons you, I won't give you the answer." Mao Xiang leaned back in the chair, "Also, don't eat it, leave two pieces for Lao Tzu." ”

Li Qing reluctantly withdrew his hand to take the melon, and said with a dry smile: "Boss, you don't give the answer to the lowly function to understand, but the lowly position is also your subordinate, can you give a little hint?" ”

"Hmm......" Mao Xiang thought for a moment, "you listen well." ”

"Listen up." Li Qing was sitting precariously.

Mao Xiang slowly spit out two words: "Politics!" ”

That's it?

Li Qing was stunned and said, "No? ”

Mao Xiang nodded, "That's enough." ”

"......" Li Qing got up helplessly, "Then ...... the credit for finding Mr. Li this time?" ”

"Count it on you." Mao Xiang didn't have a good breath and said, "The reward will be repaid to your next month's Yulu, and also, let your people go and call back the Jinyi Guard, who is looking for people everywhere." ”

"Yes."

"Wait."

Li Qing turned around, "What else does the lord command?" ”

"You kid is hiding a lot!" Mao Xiang snorted, "If you have any other skills, don't hide them, the greater your ability, the stronger your ability, the more I like it." ”

Li Qing thought for a while, "Does a fight count?" ”

"How many can you fight?"

"20 should be fine."

"20 children, or Jinyiwei?" Mao Xiang asked.

“…… Jin Yiwei. ”

Mao Xiao nodded slightly: "Bragging is the same as the real thing, but it's barely a skill." ”

"Boss......" Li Qing rolled up his sleeves, revealing his biceps, "I'm really good at fighting!" ”

"Come on, your physique is at the bottom of our brocade guard." Mao Xiang didn't have a good air, "Ming'er will come to the yamen first and enter the palace with me." ”

Li Qing arched his hand, "Retire from your humble position." ”

When he came to the front yard, he told Li Yu and the others about the reward, and asked them to call back the people who were looking for Mr. Li, and Li Qing went back.

When the sun fell, he didn't have the heart to go to the Drunken Immortal Tower.

Li Qing was lying on the bed, puzzled, isn't it just a poem?

How did you get on the edge of politics?

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't think about Sister Li.

Under the impetuousness, I can't sleep well, and I can't calm down when I cultivate, last time I just said, 'The sin is unforgivable, and the circumstances are excusable', and the ass was hit by twenty boards, this time I got involved in politics, can it be good?

Of course, with the identity of Queen Ma's attending doctor, she will never worry about her life, but lying on the ground and being beaten by the board hurts her self-esteem.

Moreover, if Queen Ma dies, Lao Zhu is likely to turn over old accounts and ask for his life.

Li Qing felt very embarrassed.

On the fourth watch, Li Qing got up to wash, changed into a flying fish suit, and went to the Zhenfu Division.

"Commander." Li Qing just shouted in front of the door of the back hall, and Mao Xiang walked out.

"Let's go."

"Hey." Li Qing nodded and followed, "Boss, is it to see the emperor first, or to treat the mother first?" ”

"Of course, it's the mother's illness that matters." Mao Xiang pursed his lips, "Don't take yourself too seriously, you won't let the emperor stop the early dynasty and summon him alone." ”

"That's what the Boss said."

Hearing Mao Xiang say this, Li Qing was relieved.

……

Qianqing Palace.

Queen Ma had just gotten up, still washing, and said in surprise, "Why is it so early today?" ”

"When I had slept enough, I got up." Li Qing smiled bitterly, "Wechen meets ......"

"No courtesy."

Queen Ma took the cotton handkerchief handed by the palace maid and wiped her hands, "Are you full of sleep, or can't you sleep?" ”

She glanced at Li Qing, "If Bengong is not mistaken, you are that Mr. Li, right?" ”

"Uh... Be. Li Qing stiffened his head and said, "Niangniang is wise." ”

Queen Ma put the cotton handkerchief back on the tray, waved her hand, and the maids on the left and right bowed and withdrew, and then she turned around and said:

"Pretending to use poetry as a metaphor to reflect the imperial court, Li Qing, you are so bold."

Li Qing: (⊙o⊙)...

"Mother, I don't have it!"

He looked confused, but he also understood why Mao Xiang said that it was related to politics, but he just copied a poem from later generations and pretended to be forced, how did he become a reflection of the imperial court?

Damn, what a grievance!

"I'll show you this." Queen Ma walked to the front of the couch and picked up a piece of letter paper at the head of the bed, "This is the annotation of the Hanlin Academy." ”

Li Qing hurriedly stepped forward and took it with both hands, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he saw it.

The fifteenth year of the slender Yanji refers to the fifteenth year of Hongwu; A tree pavilion and flowers are spitting, referring to the new atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty; Pity is always mistaken by the waist, referring to the maladministration of the imperial court......

Each sentence and each word was 'annotated', and it was also written what kind of thoughts and feelings the author expressed, and even the psychological activities of the author when he wrote the lyrics, which was 500 words, which is more than the number of words written in elementary school.

Li Qing was stunned, he knew what it was: whether the article is beautiful or not depends on the literati's mouth!

The poem is only 60 words in total, but the translation is as high as 3,000, which can no longer be said to be over-interpreted; , it's simply a perverted interpretation.

However, the explanation is still reasonable, so that he, the 'original author', is speechless.

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