Chapter 57: King Jing

Style: Historical Author: Luo Mo KeWords: 2181Update Time: 24/01/11 13:50:21
It's a pity that Li Changkong was a high-level player in Werewolf Killing in his previous life, how could he be beaten by such a novice player? Naturally it is impossible.

So until the sun sets, no one can make Li Changkong lose another game.

However, everyone still had a good time. As everyone made mistakes, the relationship between each other also invisibly got closer quickly.

Zhu Ben, in particular, is extremely popular now, and the others are basically unguarded against him.

After all...who would guard against a fool who is the number one in the world?

Time passed very quickly, and Li Changkong and others' duty time was over, and they were about to return to their respective mansions. As a prince, Liu Yu did not have the airs of a prince at all, so he got up to see them off.

This scene was seen by Wei Xiang, his eyes flashing with unclear meaning.



Three days later, Prince Jing’s Mansion.

Prince Jing's Mansion is not in the palace, but it is very close to the palace.

As the only vassal king who never went to join the vassal, the palace was still so close to the imperial palace, which shows that Emperor Jing Xing loved him.

King Jing sat high in the main hall, with a fine purple clay teapot, a gilt teapot handle, and a set of similarly configured purple clay teacups placed on the desk in front of him.

Although they are also purple sand tea sets, if we really want to talk about price, then King Jing's set is probably much more expensive than the one Zhu Ben stole from home and sold.

If it spreads a few more words and says it comes from the palace, I'm afraid it will be even more expensive.

King Jing was making tea, looking at the clouds rolling in the sky, and listening to the reports of his subordinates. He seemed quite leisurely and elegant.

"Your Highness, it is said that the prince has been playing around with several Qianlong camp captains in the East Palace these past few days, and has not been doing his job properly."

"Can we...can make some articles about this matter?"

Next to King Jing, Lang Xing was a thin figure, dressed in black, with a low and hoarse voice, and his words were filled with respect.

When King Jing heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly: "Are you sure?"

"The news from our people in the East Palace should not be false."

"Well, let's get started. Remember to keep it secret and don't make any noise."

When Lang Xing heard the words, he suddenly understood and said: "I'll save you." Then he bowed and retreated slowly.



Early the next morning, in the Zhengde Hall, above the court meeting.

Censor Xie Jian strode out with his head held high and said loudly: "Your Majesty, I have this memorial."

Emperor Jing Xing, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, frowned slightly when he saw this.

This Xie Jian was a direct minister and also held the position of censor.

He usually likes to quarrel with others, but I am afraid that all the civil and military officials in this dynasty have been quarreled by him.

Not to mention a minister, when his temper gets louder, he even dares to fight against himself, the emperor.

Therefore, he gained a lot of fame among the officials.

Of course, if you were to quarrel randomly, Emperor Jing Xing would definitely not listen and would even punish you.

But unfortunately, this guy can always tell some truth, which makes you feel that there is nothing wrong with what the other person said while being criticized, so... the person being criticized becomes even more depressed.

In later generations, this type of people will be a combination of trolls and keyboard warriors, or the advanced version, the kind who get paid by the state.

And Xie Jian is a troll with real abilities.

As soon as he stood up at this moment, many officials felt their hearts skip a beat.

Who are you trying to antagonize?

"Who will Xie Qing play this time?"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince!" Xie Jian said in surprise, but all the courtiers in the hall breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't him.

Only Emperor Jing Xing frowned even more tightly.

"Then what did the traitor do?"

"It is said that after the review, His Majesty transferred the top few from the literary and martial arts examinations to the Qianlong Camp of the Royal Forest Army?"

"nature."

"This is a good thing, and it can be regarded as the cultivation of a few talented people. But as far as I know, these people have not learned anything since they joined the job. They spend all day in the East Palace, playing around with the prince."

"Your Majesty, the prince is the crown prince of a country. He should know the general situation and know the virtues."

"After committing such an act and ascending the throne in the future, how can I convince the civil and military officials, how can I convince the people of the world, and how can I govern the country and stabilize the country?"

"This is a serious matter, please Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and those people, severely punish them to serve as a warning to others!"

After thanking him for his advice, he straightened up, his body as tall as a green pine.

Seeing this scene, whispers immediately broke out in the audience.

"The prince is, after all, the crown prince of a country, and he will succeed to the throne in the future. It is hard to believe that he is so playful."

"Fortunately, Mr. Xie is there. He speaks out for justice and is truly the pillar of the country!"

Xie Jian has always been famous for his eloquence and admonishment.

This time, he ignored the authority and directly asked the prince to be severely punished, which further confirmed his character.

As for scholars, what they value most is a name!

How did you get the name?

Either he has outstanding literary talent, writes poems and essays that are widely circulated, and becomes a household name, and this reputation will naturally come.

Or, we have to start with the word character.

The best interpretation of character is to speak up without fear of power!

Xie Jian has always been like this, and everyone in the officialdom praised him for his ancient gentleman's style, and even regarded him as the successor of Jia Pingsheng, the chief minister of the cabinet.

The position of censor is just to gild Xie Jian. Such a gentleman will join the cabinet sooner or later.

As expected, when Emperor Jing Xing heard this, he immediately became furious.

"What a traitor! The top few in the civil and military examinations are all the pillars of Daqian, how can they be so scorned by him!"

"Come here, let's show off to the East Palace!"

When Zheng Ying heard this, he immediately knew that His Highness the Crown Prince was afraid of disaster, but this was the emperor's order, who dared to disobey it?

All I could do was prepare for the holy drive. But when I walked out of the Zhengde Hall, I couldn't help but glance at the figure as tall and tall as a green pine, and silently shook my head.

It is common to want to gain fame. Among these officials, there are hundreds of officials. Who doesn’t want to gain fame?

But... I'm afraid it would be too stupid to target the royal family.

From what he saw, Zheng Ying, this man was afraid that he would not be happy for long.

It should be noted that if the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them!



East Palace, after studying day and night over the past few days, Liu Yu's level of playing "Spy Kill" has skyrocketed!

Although they still can't compete with a high-level player like Li Changkong, they have begun to win and lose. Although there are still fewer wins and more losses, it is still a win, right?

After the round of "Spy Killing", Liu Yu stood up again with a roar, looked at Li Changkong with great arrogance, and said with countless arrogance: "Old Li, you can't do it either!"

"Is this the second game I have won today?"

"Your Highness, we have only played ten positions today, and I... seem to have won six out of ten." Li Changkong was speechless. He really didn't understand what Mao Liuyu's 2/8 record could show. Same as 8/2.

"Don't worry about these details, just write poetry quickly." Liu Yu waved his hand and urged.