Liang Qian couldn't help but be shocked. She saw how proud her husband was of this calligraphy after he came back a few days ago. Why did he burn this calligraphy in such a short time?
"Husband, why did you burn it?"
"If I don't burn it, will I get into trouble?" Liang Yuyin actually still loves elegance at heart. He feels deeply saddened by the three masterpieces of calligraphy, painting and poetry, but he can only watch the painting being swallowed up by the flames bit by bit.
Liang Yuyin sighed: "I'm afraid that things will be worse for the king on behalf of you. No matter how much I like him, I can't keep this for you and cause trouble for the family."
"well……"
Just as he said that, there was a sudden sound outside, startling the couple.
what happened? !
"Who are you...?" A servant heard the sound and went out. After saying a few words, he exclaimed and lost his voice.
Liang Yuyin quickly opened the door and took a look. The scroll in his hand was just a roll of paper. It had not been framed yet. It burned very quickly. At the moment, there was only a part left that was not completely burned. He was shocked by the sound. , Liang Yuyin didn't hold it steady, and the almost burned thing in his hand fell directly to the ground.
They saw that the door of the house had been blasted open from the outside. In silence, the soldiers entered the house with their swords drawn and lined up on both sides.
No wonder the servant's voice fell silent just now. Who dares to make a sound in this situation?
Several servants in the courtyard were kneeling on the ground, with panic on their faces.
Even if Liang Yuyin is a fifth-ranked official, he can still be considered a figure locally, but in the capital, he is a middle- and lower-class official!
However, the Imperial Academy is noble, and the bachelor's degree is known as a prime minister. He can stand out and has a bright future, so he will usually be given some face.
But those who really hold the power are not taken seriously.
Ma Shunde was such a disdainful person that he let the armored soldiers burst in directly instead of knocking on the door.
In the blink of an eye, Ma Shunde strode in surrounded by eunuchs. The first time he saw Ma Shunde, Liang Yuyin recognized him and was even more frightened!
This is the great eunuch beside the emperor. He almost became the general manager before, and he is one of the top figures in the palace.
It is said that there are seven-rank officials in front of the prime minister, and the eunuch in front of the emperor is not just a seventh-rank official?
Thinking of the calligraphy treasure that had not been burned just now, he became even more panicked. At this moment, Ma Shunde took a look, and with a pop, Liang Yuyin's legs softened, he took a few steps back, and knelt down directly.
Liang Qian was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything.
Liang Yuyin's legs were indeed weak. In fact, they were not to the point of kneeling down all at once. They just used the soft legs to hang down the hem of his clothes and press the piece of paper that had not been completely burned under him.
"I have seen Eunuch Ma. I didn't know you came here at night. Is..." Seeing this formation, he knew it was not a trivial matter. Liang Yuyin kowtowed hurriedly and asked tremblingly.
If it were someone else who behaved like this, they would probably look down on him.
But the current emperor is decisive in killing, which was fine when he was young, but when he reaches middle age, he can kill a lot of people several times.
During this period of time, the whole capital was not very peaceful, and there were also events during the day. Liang Yuyin really felt guilty, fearing that because he and Dai Wang were the same Jinshi, he had previously exchanged a calligraphy and painting by Dai Wang, so If everything goes online, it will affect yourself and your family.
At night, the armored soldiers broke into the door. Whoever it was would have been trembling in their hearts.
But Ma Shunde waved his hand impatiently: "Stop being so polite as an official. The Emperor has an urgent decree and you are the closest, so we are here to find you!"
"Prepare the decree quickly, don't waste time!"
What? Is there an urgent purpose? At this time, an urgent decree suddenly needs to be issued, that is, the sacrament will be revealed during the day, right? Could this be the purpose of imprisoning or even giving death to the acting king?
Liang Yuyin felt even more frightened, and at the same time he was thankful that he reacted quickly and burned the scroll just now!
When I stood up, I took advantage of my staggering figure and looked down. I was a little shocked, but there was still a small piece that had not been burned!
He hurriedly stepped on the remaining piece with his feet, kicked it into the dark, and immediately replied: "I will draw up the decree right now!"
Then he said to Liang Qian who was still standing aside: "What are you still doing? Why don't you prepare pen and ink quickly and sharpen the ink quickly?"
"Huh? Yes! Yes!" Liang Qian finally came to his senses and got up hurriedly. There were naturally pens and inks in the study. When Liang Qian calmed down a little, he filled some water in a bamboo tube, poured some on the inkstone, and took it Grind the inked ingot slowly and slowly.
Liang Yuyin asked Ma Shunde to sit down again. Ma Shunde waved his hand impatiently: "Don't do these false gifts, the emperor is still waiting!"
"Use rice paper first, then copy it onto the edict."
"Yes, I understand."
As he spoke, a volume of edict was already unfolded. The edict was made of pure silk and was made with fine workmanship. There were a total of eighteen techniques, and it was embroidered with auspicious clouds, auspicious cranes and silver dragons for security. After just one glance, Liang Yuyin understood that the edict was true.
After calming down and seeing the ink getting thicker, Liang Qian asked Liang Qian to step back. Liang Yuyin spread the rice paper on several desks, knelt on the ground, picked up the soft brush with his fingers, licked the ink, and dipped it until the pen was full, and said: "Please make it public." Decide.”
Ma Shunde was literate, but naturally he could not write imperial edicts. Even if he could write, he could not write. He stood facing south and said: "The emperor has a metaphor."
"Long live!"
"The Crown Prince pays my respects to me. I thought I would be able to inherit the throne, but I didn't expect the unforgettable New Year to make me sad. Fortunately, I have a grandson who is a saint and has a noble character. He can be used as the grandson of the emperor..." Write it according to this polish!"
Oh, I made the king the grandson of the emperor. As expected, the king was a disaster rather than a blessing this time...
No...wait? !
Did you hear it wrong just now?
Confessing the king... as the emperor's grandson?
Liang Yuyin never expected that he would hear this sentence. It was completely different from what he thought!
He raised his head suddenly and looked straight at Eunuch Ma, as if asking: Did I hear wrongly? Or did you say it wrong?
Liang Yuyin suddenly remembered the scroll he had burned just now. The pen he was holding suddenly lost its stability and the paper was stained!
Daiwangfu
It's snowing, and even though there is some snow drifting up the vermillion-lacquered corridor, that's not good. Most of the passages in the mansion are along this corridor, so it must be swept clean, and the servants can forget about it. If it freezes and the noble slips, it will be a big deal.
After sweeping for a while, the two servants took a deep breath and returned to the side room. There was a charcoal fire inside. There was a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts on the small table. There were already two people, and the new two people sat on the pillars. I grilled my hands over the charcoal fire, poured myself a glass of wine, and suddenly felt a warmth. I couldn't help but praise: "Good!"
"Of course, this is Zui Nanchun. It was specially ordered by the government. It is very authentic. I saw it snowing and admired it." Zheng Huai was also among them and said.
"I hope I can drink it next time."
"The palace is well, and there is no problem if you drink every day. Did you know that when the king goes to the palace of the minister, there are gods and men who salute him, and a dragon throws himself into his arms." Zheng Huai poured wine for everyone and smiled: "These are all good omens, and they are all from heaven. Xiang, there is such a good omen, it means that the king is favored by God, even God thinks that the king is not a mortal!"
"Exactly! This auspicious omen, I don't know if it will make the emperor look at the king differently."
"It must be possible. God thinks the king is good, so how can people think it's not good?"
"If your Majesty can go further, it won't be a problem for us to get drunk every day, right?"
"Yes, come on, let's have a drink."
Everyone in the mansion, whether servants or guards, were very happy and felt that the sanctification in the daytime was a great thing for the king!
Everyone did not go to bed early this night, but discussed with their companions, and Zheng Huai seemed to be particularly enthusiastic today.
The snow is falling harder and harder.
(End of chapter)
