Even if Shuiyun Temple really becomes a den of prostitution, there will be many female relatives there. In the palace alone, Chen Xuanshi is not the only one. How many of the Xuanshi in the palace do not pray silently, hoping to get a son?
To put it bluntly, even the princess has been there. Of course, when the princess goes, there are at least eight maids and women in front and behind her, so there is absolutely no problem, but this also means that everyone has been there, so why is it really her turn to be unlucky?
After comforting himself in this way, Zhou Liang felt much more comfortable and no longer so anxious.
Just as he was about to climb down from the rockery, there was a sudden noise in the distance.
Zhou Liang's hands and feet trembled, and he almost fell off the rockery. He hurriedly held on with his hands, stood up high again, and looked toward the noise.
It's okay if you don't look at it. When you look at it, your whole body seems to have fallen into an ice cellar.
I saw many people holding torches, forming a fiery snake, coming towards Chen Xuan's courtyard and the house where he lived!
It's over, the prince must have discovered Chen Xuanshi's problem, and also discovered that he had deceived the master.
When Zhou Liang climbed down from the rockery, he was so frightened that he was sweating all over his body and could hardly stand still.
It's over, it's all over!
"What can I do? What can I do?" He was like a headless fly, wandering around in circles.
"If you cheat your master, you will be beaten to death. How can I lie to my master with my rotten mouth? You really killed me, you killed me!"
But it would be useless to complain about his mouth. The matter has come to this. If you continue to stay, you may be caught in front and beaten to death in front of everyone!
Zhou Liangzai didn't hesitate, and immediately ran along the path among the flowers to the dark door, tremblingly took out the keys, took out a bunch of keys and tried them one by one.
My hands were shaking and rustling, and I finally found the right key. I poked it twice but failed to hit the brass lock. Then there was a "pop" sound and I slapped myself hard. Then I opened it again and successfully unlocked the small door. opened.
Hearing just a "squeak", the door opened. When Zhou Liang came out to look, there was a small alley outside, and there was no one at all. He wanted to step out, but hesitated again. His heart was filled with panic and uneasiness: "If you go out through this door, there will be no one there." It’s time to turn back!”
I lingered at the door for a long time. At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice in the distance. The voice was very vague, but a bit familiar.
"Quickly, catch Zhou Liang. The prince said, beat him to death on the spot."
The voice seemed to be that of Zhang Wang. Zhou Liang's gallbladder burst and he couldn't hesitate anymore. He shouted, gritted his teeth and rushed out.
Shuntianfu
At this time, the clouds in the sky covered the moon, there was no rain, and there was still a little wind, which drove away the sweltering heat.
There was a banquet in the West Flower Hall of the inner yamen. The lanterns were lit, and the sheng and bamboo pipes were playing in unison on both sides. Twelve girls were dancing gracefully, jingling their steps, and singing along with the music. There was a banquet on the table in the middle. Several people present were listening, all with their own thoughts. Worry.
As soon as the singing stopped, everyone praised it. Luo Pei sighed: "This is so pure and beautiful. It would be great if there were singing and dancing like this, and calligraphy and painting."
"Painting and calligraphy? I just have one!" As he spoke, Cui Zhaoquan, a cabinet scholar and minister of the Ministry of War, sat upright, waved his hand, and took out a newly mounted painting, saying: "You are all learned men, please identify it. .”
Everyone came closer and saw that the color of the paper was good, with only one or two seals on it, but the main picture depicted a group of new scholars. One of them was particularly conspicuous, and his lips seemed to be talking.
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other. Luo Pei looked at the painting very carefully, sighed, and said: "This is the painting of the Chief Assistant and you and me when we were admitted as Jinshi. You are really thoughtful."
Yin Tanping, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, also came to watch. Although he was the lowest ranking, he was still in the third rank. He also managed the judiciary, public security, civil affairs, finance, official sacrifices and Shuntian rural examinations in the capital. He could also directly report to the emperor, which was not a small power.
Therefore, he did not appear to be awkward in this circle of people, and he was even more capable of dancing. He looked carefully and said: "This must be the work of the famous teacher Wu Jianian."
"It's a pity that Wu Jianian failed to pass the imperial examination in Beijing and failed to seek an official position. He ended up in a brothel."
"Despite this, there are not many paintings. This person was frustrated in his official career, and he wanted to seek immortality. He gradually became less of a human being, so I remembered it."
Then he looked at Su Ziji: "Your Majesty's poetry and paintings are unparalleled in the world. What do you think of this painting?"
Su Ziji smiled and had a good impression of this Fu Yin. In this position, he actually seemed to have great power, but he also had to be a doormat often.
There are many powerful people in the capital, not to mention the kings, but also the old princes and old princes. Their status can overwhelm the palace princes. Not to mention, the dandy boys in the princes' palaces drink and play with birds, and they will cause trouble from time to time.
Moreover, there are often young masters with similar power competing with each other, causing trouble in Shuntian Prefecture. The governor of Shuntian Prefecture can only offend no one, and the two sides are at odds.
Being able to do hard work for a long time and still be able to do it instead of being defeated by ginseng shows that this person does have some skills.
And this dinner is considered a farewell party.
Luo Pei was about to rush to the southwest. Here, the chief assistant, the Minister of War, and Lian himself could not be disappointed at this time. They smiled and went up to take a closer look.
After a long time, he said: "I have also heard of Wu Jianian. His poems are as exquisite as those of the previous dynasty Ji Luozhi. Just looking at this painting alone, although it is as prosperous as possible, but if you look closely at its style and artistic conception, it is still a bit distant. It is said that it is a fairy spirit, or there is something Feelings of self-pity.”
Luo Pei listened quietly. Even though he had thousands of words to say to the king, it was difficult to speak under the circumstances. He just said: "That's right. I still remember that this is the first encore in this dynasty. Except for Your Majesty, we all came out of this imperial examination, so we entered the official career, it has been thirty years now, it is really like a dream."
This was said with emotion, but everyone present knew that Luo Pei was already acting as the king, and the reason why Luo Pei went to the southwest seemed to be because he gained power and was trusted by the emperor. In fact, the emperor cut off one of the arm of the acting king. .
It's just that this knife is a blunt knife to kill people. As long as Luo Pei still has Dai Wang in his heart, this is Dai Wang's opportunity.
But then again, there are thousands of mountains and rivers in between, and across the sea, Luo Pei is determined to protect his master. If something happens to the capital, he is beyond his reach and can't help.
The disadvantages of the acting king could not be more obvious. His foundation is still shallow, there are too few party members, and he lacks connections. Compared with the three kings, the available people are simply in a quagmire.
Although the advantages are obvious, with this disadvantage, it is difficult to distance yourself from the three kings.
Hey, what does that person on the dragon throne think? What do you think of Dai Wang? Even the chief assistant Zhao Xu felt a little hesitant when thinking about this, let alone others.
Zhao Xu originally looked indifferent, but after listening to Luo Pei's emotion, he changed the topic: "Wu Jia's New Year paintings are good, but unfortunately the poems are only average. Maybe he knows it, so there are no poems in the paintings."
Su Ziji originally smiled, but suddenly his ears twitched and he smiled suddenly. Just one smile made everyone around him feel like a spring breeze.
"Is there any poetry missing? This Hanlin scene is originally a poem to praise saints. I'm not good at it, but I'll just pick up a pen!"
Everyone's eyes lit up, this is King Dai writing a poem!
How many people in the capital don't know that writing poetry on behalf of the king is a skill?
Yin Tanping, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, hurriedly asked people to bring paper and pen. Su Ziji splashed ink and wrote directly: "Qing Deng Ke"
Thirty years ago, Guike was promoted, and now it is a joy to go to Luanwo.
God's grace is so great that articles are precious, but humanity's glory and splendor have nothing to gain or lose.
Thousands of miles of clouds are flying in the sky, and there are many sounds of wild geese in the wind and moon at the fifth watch.
I feel ashamed that I have no virtue to reward those who know me, and I only write new poems to praise the nine waves.
As soon as I finished writing, I heard three "boom, boom, boom" sounds, and the sound of drumming outside was loud and came straight through.
