The Tang Dynasty that Li Qinzai likes is about singing and dancing to bring peace and conquer the world.
In the court, the emperor is a saint and his ministers are virtuous, and the people are simple and honest. They hold their heads high and their chests high and command in front of foreigners. They are neither humble nor arrogant in front of officials, and they are calm and unhurried.
The soldiers were guarding the border, the civil servants were quarreling in the golden palace, and the king looked at the foreign envoys congratulating him in the palace, his eyes full of calculation through the twelve jade strands of the golden crown.
These are the pictures of the Tang Dynasty that Li Qinzai likes. Since time traveling, these pictures have appeared in Li Qinzai's mind more than once in his dreams.
Every frame is bathed in sunlight, bright and dazzling, magnanimous.
But this win-less case is like dog urine growing in a dark corner, ugly and full of musty smell.
This damn case needs to be over.
"It's inconvenient for me to be locked up in prison. I'll advise you to advise His Majesty on my behalf later. It's best that the case ends here. Don't be implicated anymore. If this continues, the hearts of the ruling and opposition parties will be unsettled, which will be detrimental to the country."
"Loyalty and treachery in this world do not necessarily have to be distinguished by swords and axes."
Song Sen said solemnly: "Yes, I will definitely convey County Uncle Li's words to His Majesty word for word."
Li Qinzai paused and then said: "The most important thing is... tell your majesty not to forget me. His most loyal minister is still in jail in Dali Temple. When the scandal of the Shengsheng case is over, remember to release me." .”
Song Sen responded one by one.
Just as he was about to stand up and leave, Li Qinzai's arm passed through the iron bars of the cell and grabbed his sleeve: "Don't walk in a hurry. This big official seems to be busy with everything. Sit down and stay with me."
Song Sen had no choice but to sit down with a wry smile.
"Uncle Li, are you used to everything in Dali Temple? Doesn't it feel a little lonely with no one to talk to you?"
Li Qinzai sighed: "It is indeed a bit lonely, especially the mouth, which is even more lonely."
"Would you like me to arrange for your close friends to come in to visit you and talk to you?"
"That's not necessary. In fact, the guards in the prison can also talk to me, but the guards are a bit boring and it's not very pleasant to chat with them."
Song Sen asked curiously: "What were you talking about?"
"In the morning, I told the jailer about the three meals a day I was in prison. I asked for every meal to be brought from a restaurant in Chang'an City, and they all agreed. They also asked me very diligently if I wanted a woman, and they could also arrange it... …”
Song Sen became more and more curious: "Do you want a woman?"
Li Qinzai sighed and said: "I told the jailer that if I had to arrange a woman for me, I would arrange one wearing a jailer's uniform, wearing leather clothes and pants, and holding a whip. The specific plot is to pretend that I have one in my hand. Anesthetic, she went into the cell to investigate the case and was knocked down by me, and then I did whatever I wanted to her..."
Song Sen's eyes widened: "What kind of trick is this?"
"Everyone is in prison. Of course, the gameplay should be appropriate to the situation. The purpose of playing is to stimulate..." Li Qinzai sighed quietly: "It's a pity that the jailer didn't dare to agree. Maybe he thought it was too exciting. If word spread, something would happen."
Song Sen nodded solemnly: "Yes, things can really happen. ...Uncle Li, you really know how to play."
"My mother-in-law and son should know the news about me being imprisoned. With my mother-in-law's temperament, she will definitely come to Chang'an. After you get out, tell my family, Liu Asi, and ask him to send someone to take my mother-in-law and son back to Chang'an. .”
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The story that Li Qinzai led his troops to attack Zongzheng Temple finally spread. The courtiers in Chang'an were shocked when they heard the news. Then, as Li Qinzai expected, an overwhelming number of impeachment memorials flew into Taiji Palace.
Right and wrong no longer matter. Just talking about the attack on Zongzheng Temple is already heinous and has a very bad impact.
Fortunately, Li Qinzai asked himself to be imprisoned in Dali Temple. Although the courtiers were furious, they still breathed a sigh of relief. You know what you are doing and you took the initiative to go to jail.
Being in jail is not enough. Such heinous behavior must be severely punished.
The impeachment memorials from the courtiers still did not let go of Li Qinzai, and they still flew into the palace like snowflakes.
Until I heard that the emperor punished Li Yifu again. Not only did he remove him from the post of minister of Zhongshu, but he also reduced his residence by 100 households.
The courtiers could not understand more and more. It was clear that the victim was Li Yifu, why should he be punished?
In this way, public opinion was heated up step by step. People who didn't know the truth were making noises, while those who knew the truth remained silent. There was a good crowd in the court.
After Li Qinzai heard about the grand events in the court these two days, he was extremely grateful for his decision to imprison himself.
Fortunately, I am in jail, otherwise it is difficult to know whether someone will hit me with rotten eggs while walking on the road.
Outside Dali Temple, after hearing that Li Qinzai was imprisoned in Dali Temple, what Jin Xiang had been worried about finally came true, and he suddenly became anxious.
First, someone was sent to report the news to Cui Jie in Ganjingzhuang, and then Jinxiang went out of the city to find Niu Fangzhi, asking the great scholar to help rescue Li Qinzai.
After getting Niu Fangzhi's promise, Jinxiang took a carriage back to the city, but she was still so anxious that she was at a loss.
Her father is not around, and she doesn't even have anyone to advise her. She grew up in fine clothes and fine food. When it comes to big storms, Jinxiang has indeed experienced too little.
Because she had been protected so well by her father since she was a child, strong winds and waves could not affect her, so now that something big happened, she didn't know what to do.
After entering Chang'an City, Jin Xiang hesitated for a long time and suddenly kicked his little feet in the carriage.
At this point, saving people is the most important thing, and we no longer care about the trivial etiquette and rules.
So Jinxiang, who had just entered the city, immediately asked the driver to divert to the British government palace.
In the backyard of the British Duke's mansion, Li Ji was digging the soil with a hoe. Butler Wu hurriedly came to report that the Lord of Jinxiang County asked to see the British Duke.
Li Ji held the hoe sluggishly for a long time. He couldn't figure out why the head of Jinxiang County, who had never had any contact with him, asked to see him, an old man.
After all, they were members of the royal family. Li Jiji suppressed his confusion, straightened his clothes, and came to the front hall in person.
In the yard outside the front hall, Jin Xiang was pacing back and forth under a ginkgo tree, his pretty face full of anxiety.
Seeing Li Ji coming out, Jin Xiang hurriedly put his hands on his forehead and bowed.
"Junior Li Rui, pay your respects to the Young Master."
Li Ji hurriedly responded: "Well, I have met the Lord of Jinxiang County..."
Jin Xiang subconsciously ducked to the side to avoid Li Ji's salute.
However, this hiding was not in line with the rules of court etiquette. Logically speaking, although Li Ji was the Duke of the country, he still had to take the initiative to salute in front of the royal family members. At the same time, Jinxiang should also accept Li Ji's gift calmly, and then discuss seniority.
Li Ji was extremely surprised by Jinxiang's hiding.
Jinxiang also reacted and realized that he was rude, so he blushed and saluted Li Ji again. Li Ji did not dare to offend, so he returned the salute again.
The old man and the young man kept saluting in the courtyard, as if they were overdoing something for someone. The traditional virtues of China's land of etiquette were manipulated by this old man and the young man.
"County Lord, it's okay, it's okay. I really can't bear it. We don't have to be polite and ask the court to talk." Li Ji smiled bitterly and rubbed his waist.
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