On the royal road in the capital in the early morning after the rain, there are a few small stalls scattered in the past, which is different from the landscape that has been competing for stalls and even fighting in the past, last night represents the light rain of early winter, mixed with a slight cold wind, so that many vendors have not gone out this morning, and the government officials who should have been waiting to maintain order before the rooster crow are also nowhere to be seen.

In the past, the officials of the DPRK and China, who should have been playing the petition at this moment, took advantage of the rare few days of rest in the year today, and most of them are also nested at home.

When the court was in the Shoufu Mansion, there were guests coming to the door early, as if Zhang Qian, who knew that there were guests coming to the door today and did not sleep much, was in the study early, ready tea and tea.

Zhang Qian got a cup of tea, put down the visitor and said: "Lord Yu is very early, it is rare that the emperor is willing to allow the court officials to take a day off, why is Lord Yu more diligent than usual?"

The person who came lowered his head and tasted a sip of tea, and said: "I disturbed Lord Zhang's dream, and invited Lord Haihan, but it was not clear, Xia Guan was really unwilling, and I came to ask Lord Zhang for advice." ”

Zhang Qian just poured another cup of tea without hurry, and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry, Lord Yu, this tea was given by the emperor, and Lord Yu took a sip, isn't it a tyrannical thing?"

When Lord Yu saw Zhang Qian's appearance, his originally slightly sad face suddenly smiled: "I don't know in this court, Lord Zhang's tea is given by the emperor, and it is obvious that the Lord 'took it for himself' before His Majesty arrived." ”

Zhang Qian listened, but his face did not change, and said: "That's the prince and the prince said nonsense, then don't ask the truth that you are a thief, even if I don't understand, the emperor still doesn't understand?

"The first emperor personally praised 'Li Ting can rule the world, Murong can settle the world, and you Zhang Qian can rule the world', where is Your Majesty willing to govern you?"

Zhang Qian smiled dumbly when he heard this: "The first emperor drank some wine that day, it shouldn't be true, Lord Yu don't spread it nonsense, this official is just a little scholar!"

"My lord laughed, if Shoufu is just a scholar, then what is the point of hundreds of officials?" said Lord Yu.

He asked again: "Now that all the officials in the DPRK and China are busy placing bets, which side does Master Zhang think should be bought?"

Zhang Qian said leisurely: "This official doesn't know how to gamble, but I heard that the court and the middle are all towards the 'middle', where did Lord Yu buy?"

Lord Yu replied: "Xiaguan has seen a lot of gamblers before, and he thinks the word big is more pleasant, so Xiaguan thinks it's better to bet big?"

"So Lord Yu is gambling too much?" Zhang Qian asked.

"No, as the lower official said, I have seen a lot of gamblers, but none of them ended well, so the lower official never gambles, what about Lord Zhang?" asked Lord Yu with squinted eyes.

"This official, I never care about these things, who wins and who loses, what should this official do or what, is it possible that because I bought it right, this official can have a benefit in the future?" Zhang Qian said with something in his words.

"Master Zhang can see it through!" said Master Yu, turning the teacup.

"However, I still remind Lord Yu, the protégé of the door, the gambler in the clan to bet, Lord Yu still looks good, this rich man has not yet appeared, it is better not to rush to bet, in case it is wrong, it will be a loss" Zhang Qian said with a smile

Lord Yu looked at Lord Shoufu, who could be said to be able to cover the sky with one hand in the court, and tasted the meaning of the words, but he was puzzled, shook his head and said: "Lord Zhang, we have been fighting dumb riddles for so long, it's time to get back to the point, and please Lord Zhang can help Xia Guan, and then Xia Guan will go back clearly?"

Zhang Qian drank the tea slowly, looked at Lord Yu happily, and said nothing.

Lord Yu watched, then picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, slowly put down the teacup, turned the teacup upside down with his backhand, and gently kicked the chair out half a step, and then said: "Lord Zhang, the tea has also been drunk, and please ask Lord Zhang to solve the confusion for the lower officials, otherwise the lower officials are really difficult to see!"

Zhang Qian looked at Lord Yu's appearance, poured tea by himself, and asked slowly, "Dare to ask Lord Yu, what is Lord Yu's background?"

Lord Yu opened his mouth and said, "Xia Guan was born in Nanlin Yu's family,"

Zhang Qian asked again: "Is the ancestor prominent?"

"My father is the former South Vietnamese Prime Minister!"

"Even if it's Xiangguo, why is it inflammatory?"

"The gentleman is supplemented by the virtuous king, no matter what it is!"

"What is the origin of the Book of Rites?"

............

The questions seem ordinary but they are becoming more and more harsh, and the answers seem to be reasonable but are becoming more and more weak.

When asked about the first assistant of the court, Lord Yu was startled, sat down from the chair, and pointed at Zhang Qian tremblingly: "You... You.. You ....." trembled, but could not speak.

Zhang Qian lifted a cup of tea, poured it into his mouth, and looked at him expressionlessly, until Master Yu lowered his head and asked the last person: "How is Wu Donglin's background?"

Lord Yu, who was already sweating, tossed twice, but he couldn't climb into the chair, and said dejectedly: "Master Zhang, do you know ..... you" Before he finished speaking, Zhang Qian interrupted: "I said, this official is just a little reader!"

"But do you know, this is the national capital! If you...."Before the words fell, he saw Zhang Qian looking at himself like an idiot, and suddenly weakly put down the arm pointing at Zhang Qian, lowered his head, and looked at his clothes, but how could he wear an official uniform when he was resting today?

Zhang Qian didn't care about him, turned over the teacup that Lord Zhang had originally turned upside down, lifted the teapot and poured a full cup of tea, and said, "Lord Yu, this imperial tea is rare, don't drink a cup again?"

When Lord Yu heard this, he stood up with great difficulty, straightened his clothes, walked to the tea case, looked at Zhang Qian, sighed, drank all the tea in the cup in one sip, and walked towards the door.

Zhang Qian sat on the chair unmoved, looked at the tea in the cup, and said alone: "Read and read, how to read?"

Master Yu, who walked out of the gate of the Shoufu Mansion, turned around and glanced at the gate of the mansion, then turned around and left without looking back.

Three days later, in the early morning, it was also the capital that had been cleaned by light rain, and when the subordinates of the Ministry of Shangshu were cleaning the study, they found the body of Lord Shangshu.

In the early winter of the 23rd year of Qing'an, Yu Chunlin, the secretary of the Ministry of Officials, hanged himself in the study, leaving only a suicide note, since the Ministry of Officials since the 13 years of Qing'an to the present, the matter of buying and selling officials directly pointed to 13 officials in the DPRK, 78 officials in the capital, and as many as 1,000 officials from all over the country.