For grades of second grade and above, you have to come to Shangluo and go to the Dazhongzhengfu of the imperial court for judgment. Every time a monk is evaluated in each county, he must be registered in the register and recorded as the emperor of such-and-such on such-and-such month and day of such-and-such year, who is in charge of the post. Two copies are kept in archives and are stored in the Zhongzheng Mansion and the County Sheriff's Mansion respectively. The same is true for the state's official assessment.
Zhou Xingxin thought, I am from Sili Shangluo, but I have become a dignified figure in the capital after traveling through time. After I go out, I should first become a third-grade monk in red robes. At that time, should I keep a low profile and pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger, or should I pretend to be a high-profile person?
"If I become the Third Duke in the future," Zhou Xingle said, "then you will be the dignified wife of the Third Duke."
"Go, who said I want to marry you." Han Yan pinched him hard, her eyes were shy and longing, and she said with a smile, "You are the only one who still dreams of becoming the Third Duke? You want to be the dignified Third Duke of the imperial court? Is it so easy to do it? There are more than a million monks in the world, and there are many amazing and talented people. Every monk in the Jin Dynasty dreams that one day he can become the three princes of the imperial court, one person below him and above ten thousand people. But the three princes are just There are only three.”
"If there is no dream in life, what is the difference between it and a salted fish." Zhou Xing naturally said a widely circulated social language in his world. He himself did not think that he was bragging. He knew in his heart that he With two lifetimes of experience, he has now successfully transformed into a crystal. It is a certainty that he will become a first-class black-robed grand master in the future. "What if the dream comes true?"
"What if it comes true?" Han Yan tilted her head, unconsciously stroking a strand of hair like a waterfall with her hands, her face filled with happiness, "Wow, Mrs. Third Princess! How beautiful that is!"
Zhou Xing told the truth that even though he had been in this world for so many years, he was still a person from that world in his heart. He was very puzzled. "Aren't you about to be made a princess? How can the third princess look like a princess?"
"Go, I don't care about being a princess." Han Yan threw two sanitary balls at him again, and a pair of deerskin boots on her feet painted beautiful scenery with the swing of her calves, " How can a princess be as beautiful as the wife of the Third Duke? If you ask every female nun in the Jin Dynasty whether she wants to be a princess or the wife of the Third Duke, absolutely everyone will choose to be the wife of the Third Duke. Even the supreme emperor of the Zhou Dynasty will be able to see the Third Duke. Treat each other with courtesy."
Seeing the beauty beside him with a smile as bright as a flower, Zhou Xing's heart was filled with warmth. At this moment, he finally set an ambitious goal, that is, he must become a first-class black-robed grand master and become the third prince of the imperial court. Since you have traveled through time and space once, if you can't make your loved one happy, then you are still a time traveler.
Inside the palace, on the Star-Zhaing Tower.
Queen Jia Zhi, dressed in a bright red palace dress, stood quietly at the fence of the nine-story Zhou Building. She looked at Zhou Xing and Han Yan, who were sitting side by side and chatting intimately, from a distance, and the look in her eyes became more and more intense. cold. Viewed from here, the figures of the two people were only slightly larger than a palm. This is the most intimate place in Shangluo City. Standing here, you can overlook the entire Shangluo City and even the mountains and villages in the distance.
The minister just sent Zhou Xing's detailed information. After reading it carefully, she waved the minister away and her thoughts returned to the past.
Back then, whether it was Chen Ziang's death or the fire in the arsenal, his father had told her that it was all against him. The purpose was to transfer him away from Shangluo and go to Liangzhou to preside over the war against the Di barbarians in Liangzhou. In this way, the reforms he presided over will inevitably come to an end. This is a trick that drains the firepower from under the cauldron.
Zhou Xing turned out to be a descendant of the Arsenal Fire Case. It seemed that Shen Xiu was very reliable in his work.
Queen Jia Zhi is a woman, a very strong woman, since she was a child!
Her father, Jia Chong, was the most influential figure in the founding of the Jin Dynasty personally named by Emperor Wu of the Jin Dynasty. His father made countless contributions to the founding of the Jin Dynasty. His father personally presided over the compilation of the "Laws of Jin". Old grudges have promoted countless monks from high and low families. His father has worked hard all his life, but his father is still criticized by countless people every day.
Just because of one thing: his father led the monks from the Jin Palace to kill Sima Mao, the emperor of Zhou Dynasty, who led a group of palace monks to attack the Jin Palace!
From then on, this incident became an eternal pain and scar in his father's heart.
After this incident, anyone who wants to attack his father must talk about how Jia Chong had no king or father and killed the then emperor Zhou Guixianggong (Sima Mao was not buried as emperor after his death, but as Zhou Gui) Buried as a township father). And every time he encountered this situation, his father was always speechless, even ashamed.
Although Emperor Wu of Jin supported Jia Chong, and although Emperor Wu of Jin designated Jia Chong as the founding father of the country after the founding of the Jin Dynasty, it still could not change the fact that Jia Chong was despised by everyone.
Not to mention outsiders, even within the Jia family, because this matter was the biggest heartache of Jia Chong's life, no one in the Jia family said a word related to this matter, except for one person, Jia Chong's mother Liu!
Since no one dared to mention anything about the death of Duke Zhou Guixiang in front of Jia Mu, all Jia Mu knew was that it was a monk named Cheng Ji who killed Duke Zhou Guixiang with his own hands. Every time when Jia Mu talked about this matter, she would angrily hit the ground with the crutch in her hand and curse: King Wen just cut him in half and it was really easy for him. In my opinion, the nine clans of Chengji must be implicated. Only then can you relieve the hatred in your heart. Such a person without a king or a father will be punished by everyone.
This is a joke that everyone in Shangluo City knows. Everyone laughs at Jia Chong. Even your mother wants to kill your nine tribes! If everyone hadn't hidden this from your mother, I'm afraid your mother would have been the first one to want to kill you.
Jia Chong's father was Jia Kui, who was praised by Emperor Wen of Zhou personally as "the pillar of the country and a model of monks". He was one of the most famous loyal ministers and generals of the Zhou Dynasty in everyone's mind. His father was a loyal minister of Zhou Dynasty, but his son killed the emperor of Zhou Dynasty with his own hands.
Because of this incident, Jia Chong was depressed all his life. With his talent, he was already a second-grade purple-robed monk before he was forty. Everyone said that he would be able to successfully advance to a first-grade black-robed grand master before he was fifty, but he just could not finally become a first-grade black-robed monk. Grandmaster. Not only that, he died early before he was even eighty. The only son in his life fell ill and died early. According to Jia Chong, this was all retribution, God's punishment for him. He admitted it, and he didn't dare to complain. He believed that this was his destiny, and that this was his destiny. Before he died, he ordered his family to cover his face with a white cloth, saying that he had no face to face his father and the ancestors of the Jia family underground.
Queen Jia Zhi has been worried about this since she was a child! She always thought that this was Sima Mao's fault in the first place. King Wen of Jin is fine and has no charges. You, Sima Mao, are going to kill such a meritorious de facto controller of the imperial court. This is to seek death by oneself. Those who spoke coldly did not dare to scold King Wen of Jin, nor did they scold Sima Mao. They only dared to scold her father.
She had a very vivid memory of his father's words. His father once said to her sisters: Remember your father's lessons. The world is broken, not because your father broke it, but because the people in the world are broken. That day, Duke Zhou Guixiang led his men to attack the Jin Palace. Countless monks in Shangluo were shocked and at the same time secretly happy. What is secretly happy is that King Jin may be doomed this time! Your father has been familiar with the books of saints since he can remember. How could he not know the words loyalty and filial piety! But how do the words loyalty and filial piety compare to the common people in the world? In the past, Duke Zhao of Lu attacked Sanhuan of Lu State, but was defeated by Sanhuan and fled abroad. Did Kong Sage scold Sanhuan or lead everyone to attack Sanhuan? It was Lu Zhaogong who was wrong first. This world is not a world for the emperor and his family, this world is a world for everyone in the world. Sima Mao died, but the world of Zhou Dynasty was still running smoothly, and Shangluo was still as peaceful and peaceful as before. But if no one resisted in the Jin Palace that day, or even Jin Wang was captured, Dazhou was afraid that turmoil would begin the next day. Even in Shangluo, I am afraid that countless people will start fighting that day. At that time, so many monks in the Jin Palace were panicked when they heard the news that Duke Zhou Guixiang was coming to kill them. Many of them even made excuses to leave secretly. No one wanted to face this matter, and no one wanted to face the Emperor Zhou who came to kill them. But someone has to handle this matter. Doesn't your father know how bad the consequences of resisting the emperor are? It was your father who bravely shouldered this heavy burden. It was your father who saved countless lives. Do you think there are countless people in this world who don’t know everything in their stomachs? But no one in the world is grateful to your father, no one dares to praise your father. All the monks in the world say that your father deserves to be chopped in half in public. This is the way of this world, this is the human heart of this world. In this world, those who really do practical things will always suffer. In this world, people who stand aside and do nothing are more prosperous. Your father was wrong, not in killing Sima Mao. Your father's fault was that he should not have come forward at all. What does the life and death of the people in the world have to do with me, Jia Chong! It's better than the current situation where everyone in the world puts all the blame on me.
This long conversation deeply shocked Jia Zhi and was deeply burned into Jia Zhi's heart.
The life and death of people in this world have nothing to do with me!
People in this world are all selfish, don't want to see the good of others, and they all talk about others every day, but they can't see the slightest fault in themselves.
As soon as Jia Zhi was born, her mother said that her cries were much louder than those of ordinary children. When he was still breastfeeding, he showed a particularly strong possessiveness. As he grew older, this possessiveness became stronger and stronger. In fact, her sweetheart back then was not the current emperor Huangfuzhong. She was two years older than Huangfuzhong. Originally, Emperor Wu of Jin engaged Huangfuzhong to her sister Jia Yin. She took the initiative to tell her father Jia Chong that her sister was only fourteen years old and not yet old enough to get married, so she might as well betroth herself to Huangfu Zhong.
No matter who mentions Huangfu Zhong, they will say that he is a good person!
Huangfuzhong was the eldest son of Emperor Wu of Jin Dynasty and the only son of Yang Lan, the first queen of Emperor Wu of Jin Dynasty. Emperor Wu of Jin Dynasty and Yang Lan had a deep relationship, but Yang Lan unfortunately passed away early. Before her death, she was afraid that her son's status would be insecure, so she took it upon herself to marry her sister Yang Min to Emperor Wu of Jin Dynasty and became the second queen of Emperor Wu of Jin Dynasty Huangfu Yan. Yang Lan couldn't speak before she died. She just pulled out the hand of Emperor Wu of Jin with tears streaming down her face. She didn't let go until Emperor Wu of Jin Huangfuyan spoke with tears in his eyes and told the people around him to make Huangfu Zhong the prince immediately. Die quietly with open hands. Huangfu Zhong's personality followed his mother's, and his talent also followed his mother's. Among so many brothers, the difference in talent between him can be counted backwards. His introverted personality since childhood, coupled with his growing cultivation and the growth of his brothers, made him more and more introverted and low on self-esteem. After Jia Zhi got married, her strong character completely suppressed Huangfu Zhong's cowardly character. In the eyes of outsiders, Huangfuzhong is like a little chicken, hiding under the wings of Jia Zhi, an old hen, and being tightly protected every day. No one dares to laugh at Huangfu Zhong as he did before, otherwise Jia Zhi will definitely fight back severely.
After the death of Emperor Wu of Jin Dynasty, Taifu Yang Jun took over the government and became extremely domineering. In addition, Huangfu Zhong happened to be practicing martial arts and became obsessive at that time, which made Yang Jun look down on him. Even on the surface, he was too lazy to do enough etiquette for the emperor. Instead, he often scolded them for being young and ignorant.
"Empress, you can just take care of His Majesty the Emperor with peace of mind. The court affairs will be left to the senior officials to take care of." This was what Yang Jun said most to Jia Zhi.
This made Jia Zhi gnash her teeth with hatred.
This world belongs to my husband, Huangfu Zhong, and this world does not belong to you, Yang Jun! No matter how bad my husband is, no matter how crazy he is, he is still the supreme emperor in the world, I, Jia Zhi, am still the empress of the world, and you, Yang Jun, are still just a minister. It should be us who make the decision for you, rather than you making the decision for us!
Who do you think you are, Yang Jun! I dare to ride on the heads of the emperor and empress every day!
Empress Jia just stood on the ninth floor of Zhouzhou's Star-Zhaing Building, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance. The strong west wind blew her wide train and skirt, and looking from below, she looked like a fairy in Guanghan Palace.
"I used to be able to design Yang Jun, Huangfu Liang, Huangfu Wei and others to be killed, but now I can still push my son to the throne. This world belongs to my Huangfu family, to my husband and my son, and no one can do it. You want to take it from me! I can't just place my hopes on that common man Zhou Xing, I want to be absolutely safe."
Thinking of this, Jia Zhi didn't look back, and said in a deep voice: "Go and call the imperial physician Cheng Ju!"
Shangluo, Ziyi Lane, Situ Mansion.
In the spring season, the spring days are long, but the night still comes earlier. In the month of spring, the tung trees begin to bloom, the field mice turn into lilies, the rainbow begins to appear, and the duckweed begins to grow. A string of moons hangs far to the southeast. In the pond, frogs kept croaking. Wang Tianci, who was dressed in casual home clothes, had just taken the candlestick from a maid, waved her hand to ask her to step aside, and walked into Wang Rong's inner room with the lit candlestick.
"God's gift is here." Wang Rong, wearing a very ordinary green shirt, said without raising his head while sitting at an Eight Immortals table. The candles on the two rows and three seats on the table were almost burnt out, but Wang Rong seemed oblivious, turning over a ledger in his hand. On the table were some tooth chips less than an inch wide and about five inches long, or bone white. , or jade white, with some vermilion or cyan patterns painted on it, and there are words underneath the patterns, which may be written as one note, two notes, or three notes and four notes.
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