Wang Yi looked at the silver taels in the money bag, there was not much left in it, and he couldn't support himself to stay in Chang'an City. There is no way, I can only go to Jingzhao Mansion to try and cancel my quota, it is my own thing, and no one can take it away at will.

Sitting at a street stall, eating a bowl of noodles.

For the most recent times, this has been a good meal. Looking at the crowd of people in front of the academy, an emotion suddenly rose in my heart. He knew where his emotions were coming from, but regret was useless.

He doesn't care about any nobles, he doesn't care about the future, it's his own thing. The result of my own hard work. No one can snatch it away, that's dignity. It is also part of the rise of Youzhou. You can look down on me, you can insult me, but you can't look down on Youzhou, you can't trample on my dignity.

The noodles taste very fragrant and expensive, so expensive that I don't have silver to live in the hotel tonight, so I can only cancel the quota first, and then return to Youzhou. After eating the noodles, he asked the stall owner where the Jingzhao Mansion was, and then got up and walked towards the Jingzhao Mansion.

Chang'an City is really big, there are many shops on both sides of the street, Wang Yi walked, looking at his surroundings, either old, or ignorant, or elegant. The car is like flowing water, and the horse is like a dragon.

On the moat in the distance, the painting boat Lingbo, the warbler sings and dances. Merchants from outside the city on the streets, driving horse-drawn carriages, walked in Chang'an City.

From time to time, soldiers patrolled the streets, parading around the four directions instead of the Ming Emperor to prevent anyone from making trouble. A bustling scene.

This is the capital of the Ming Dynasty, but this year, it has become the capital.

According to the rules established by the previous Ming Emperor and the Yan King, the capital should be rotated between the two places every 20 years.

That's why it's called Yanjing again!

Wang Yi retracted his gaze, he didn't have time to enjoy these beautiful scenery of Chang'an, and according to the guidance of the stall owner, he came to the front of Jingzhao Mansion.

Looking at the big characters of 'Jingzhao Mansion Ya' in front of him, Wang Yi took out the letter from his arms that symbolized that he had participated in the Baizi Dynasty Examination. That was the only thing he could get his dignity back now.

At night, the weather is slightly cooler. He couldn't understand that now should be the time to enjoy the results of more than ten years of hard study, and when the wind should be infinite, how could everything become like this, the academy can obviously have many ways to let that noble person meet his requirements, why should he find his own head, just because he was born in Youzhou?

Wang Yi looked at the letter paper and strode into the mansion, he couldn't wait any longer.

"We can't control it" The man in the black official robe in front of him looked at the letter in his hand and looked at Wang Yi.

"Why, your Jingzhao Mansion is in charge of verifying the Baizi Dynasty test. Wang Yi was very angry, and that noble man cut off his only way back. Wang Yi's hands gradually clenched, and his arms were tightly clasped at his sides. The last of his dignity is about to be lost.

I want an explanation, an explanation as a member of the Hundred Sons Pilgrimage.

The black official robe in front of him looked at Wang Yi quietly, and was silent for a moment: "There is a noble person who wants this place, of course there are many choices." At this point, the black robe paused. "However, it is more appropriate that the noble man has a story with you, or that the book has a feud. The black official robe waved his hands, indicating that he was powerless.

Wang Yi understood what he meant, and the noble Jingzhao Mansion couldn't afford to provoke him, so he could only obey his wishes. Since years of hard work, I have made wedding dresses for others. There was a moment of silence, slowly accepting the fact, and then Wang Yi turned to leave.

"Bang" The black officer stood up, slammed open the door behind him, and asked a man sitting behind a bookcase, "Why." His face was unusually blue, and he was trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

The man's face was expressionless, his eyebrows were like fine lines, and he looked at the angry young man in front of him as if he saw himself when he was young. "Is this the way you talk to your boss?"

Hearing this, the black-robed official adjusted his breathing: "We are Jingzhao Mansion, except for Qin Tianjian we can supervise all the things in Chang'an City, how many high-ranking nobles are afraid when they see us." Just because the person is from Youzhou, even His Majesty ordered to rehabilitate that incident back then, what is a nobleman?"

"Are there still few nobles who have died in prison?"

"Yes, you're right, we're the fearsome Jingzhao Mansion. ”

"But that noble man is different, even our Mansion Lord Yin is not willing to mess with him. ”

The man is not as calm as he seems, he is also angry, but one Wang Yi is not enough to make him like this, he is angry that the dignity of Jingzhao Mansion has been trampled on.

After hearing this, the black-robed official immediately fell silent, and after a while, he asked, "Is it the one in the Imperial History Tower, or the prime minister?"

The man shook his head, and his voice was slightly deep: "It's not, it's a royal prince." ”

"I'm the superintendent of the Jingzhao Mansion, just one royal prince, why is Lord Yin of the Mansion...."Speaking of this, the black robe suddenly wanted to wake up, "It can't be the one!"

"That's the one, it's not him that Lord Fu Yin is afraid of, what can he do even if he is a royal prince, the important thing is that his surname is Yang, and more importantly, he has a younger sister who takes off her clothes as a concubine in Huaqing Pool!"

The black-robed man instantly fell silent, remembering that dark time, which was an old thing that affected the entire government and the opposition.

Countless years ago, Yang Guifei was not the owner of Huaqing Pond. At that time, she was still a slave and a maid in a small royal palace. Later, the owner of the palace became the most powerful man in the world, and she rose to the top and became one of the most dazzling women in the palace.

In order to be able to be together, under the arrangement of the Ming Emperor, the woman worshipped the Taoist Jurchens at that time as a teacher, entered the Taoist temple to practice, and then entered the palace. Then became more and more favored, and the Ming Emperor let his mentor, Yan Xiao, the imperial historian at that time, draft a concert without warning, and announced that he would be the queen.

The government and the opposition were shaken, and the people were panicked. When Queen Xia learned of this, she washed her face with tears every day. The prime minister at that time, Xia Yong was very angry, and united the six Shangshu, which were listed among Yan Xiao's top ten crimes and women's five immorality, and played the Ming Emperor. Emperor Ming was indifferent, ignoring this matter, and all parties came out with all means, Jingzhao Mansion, Qin Tianjian, and Heavenly Prison died every day. But the matter was put on hold.

Later, Yan Xiao was killed, Xia Yong resigned, and Queen Xia was sent to the cold palace. The woman became the owner of Huaqing Pond.

It was after that turmoil that Yang Yucheng successfully entered the eyes of the Ming Emperor, and then became a member of the Imperial History Platform that inspected hundreds of officials.

Although he is ranked as the imperial prince, this person's words in the court and the opposition can stir up the wind and rain, and no one in Chang'an City will provoke him, even if it is a cultivator, he is respectful.

It was not difficult for him to want a place for a hundred sons, not to mention that that person was from Youzhou.

After Wang Yi came out of Jingzhao Mansion, he walked on the main road of Chang'an, anger could not solve any problems, the most important thing he faced now was that he had no place to live today, and the inn he lived in before coming had been returned. A little later, the curfew in Chang'an City will begin, and if you can't find a place to live, you will be caught by the patrolling soldiers and put in prison.

Knowing that the noble man was targeting him, Wang Yi no longer had hope for any academy, after all, Jingzhao Mansion had rejected him, and it was impossible for other places to take him in.

A high-ranking nobleman doesn't need to do it himself, he doesn't need to do it himself, and if he moves his thoughts, someone will naturally make a move on Wang Yi.

From this point of view, that noble man is not a good person, let alone a clean official.

Wang Yi has never been a person who is easy to yield, to be precise, he is a person who will repay his kindness if he has revenge. He already had an idea of revenge on that nobleman.

Walking on the streets of Chang'an City at night, Wang Yi had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery of Chang'an at night, and walked forward quickly. When walking at the end of a street, a horse-drawn carriage came from a distance. The carriage was very gorgeous, but Wang Yi didn't pay attention to those, he was looking at the black tiger decorated on the body, which looked a little dull but exceptionally clear, was exuding inexplicable pressure, making Wang Yi a little out of breath at this time.

Wang Yi had never practiced and had seen some cultivators. He knew that the mark represented the legendary Yang family. What's more, there are no pedestrians on this street.

Then the reason why the carriage appeared here was so that he could see it.

At this moment, the carriage stopped, and a tall middle-aged man stepped down from the carriage and looked at Wang Yi condescendingly.

"You're just a civilian, you can't fight us. The middle-aged man said, and walked in front of Wang Yi: "You don't even have a place to live now, if the curfew comes, you will enter the prison of the City Patrol Division." The middle-aged man laughed as he spoke.

Unfortunately, he was a member of the City Patrol Division. ”

"Hand over that piece of paper, you can ask for anything and we'll do our best to accommodate you. "The middle-aged man seemed to be talking about something inconsequential. "If you don't agree, I promise we'll meet next time in the prison of the City Patrol Division. ”

"At that time, you will disappear in this Chang'an City. The middle-aged man showed a fierce look in his eyes, "And you are from Youzhou, do you know that my father died in Youzhou back then, just because of you." ”

"I guarantee you'll get the best treatment in the City Patrol Division's prison. ”

Wang Yi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was about to go crazy with a calm expression.

"Why?"

The middle-aged man did not stop his steps, strode in front of Wang Yi, and yelled at Wang Yi: "Because you are from that damn Youzhou, because you are a civilian." ”

"What happened back then was not my fault in Youzhou. Wang Yi looked at the middle-aged man's crazy appearance and explained.

"It's not Youzhou's fault, a whole 30,000 people, 30,000 people are all dead, you tell me it's not your fault!" The middle-aged man's eyes were red, obviously he couldn't control himself anymore, he raised his right hand and waved, an invisible force spread through the street, forming an illusory arm that grabbed Wang Yi's neck, grabbed him from the ground, and hovered in mid-air.

The pressure that followed, which showed the strength of the middle-aged man, but also showed that he was in a bad mood.

"Indeed, but hand over the token. ”

In Wang Yi's arms, the piece of letter paper lay quietly, which was the token that middle-aged people dreamed of. No one cares about Wang Yi's life and death, whether it is the noble man or the middle-aged man in front of him.

All you want is a token.

"Don't give", Wang Yi covered his neck tightly with both hands, and kept beating his illusory arm, he was about to run out of breath: "You.... You don't dare to kill me. ”

The middle-aged man was very resentful, and stomped his feet in place angrily, but he had to let Wang Yi go: "I know a lot." As soon as his right hand pointed at Wang Yi, Wang Yi fell from mid-air.

"Ahem" Wang Yi breathed in a big gulp, he knew that he had just walked outside the ghost gate, and this middle-aged man really wanted to kill himself. But at the same time, he made the right bet, he didn't dare.

"Boy, listen to a word of persuasion, hand over the letter, you can't fight us" The middle-aged man bent down and said to Wang Yi: "This Chang'an City has never eliminated its resentment against Youzhou back then, and not all people understand the rules of Chang'an City like me. ”

"The next ones to come back are the outlaws, so they can do it themselves. With that, the middle-aged man stepped into the carriage without looking back.

The middle-aged man's words carried countless ridicule and coldness, like invisible needles, coming out of his mouth and piercing into Wang Yi's heart, "I was not qualified to judge the Youzhou incident back then, but you are also not qualified to ask me to hand over the token!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he didn't expect that in this case, Wang Yi would be so insistent. I thought that Wang Yi would obediently hand over the letter paper. I didn't expect this young man to still insist on that high school

This damn reader.