Zuo Shi's Mansion is located in the alley east of Minghefang, the false capital, not far from the original Jiusi Mansion.
The boy named Ning Jing was walking silently in the alley at this time, looking up at the sky on earth, wondering what he was thinking.
Sometimes when pedestrians pass by, they look at this young man and take a closer look, with a look of surprise on their face.
After all, the people around here knew more or less that the young official Jing Jing of Zuo Shi Mansion was brought back from the palace and imprisoned in Zuo Shi Mansion for offending the king.
Is there anything in the world that is so restricted that you can wander in the alley?
People didn't know what happened, so they walked past the young man silently.
Jing Jing didn't pay attention to what others were thinking. He just walked quietly in the alley until he reached the end of the alley, which led to the most important long street of Minghefang. The Jiusi mansion was all there. on this street.
The young man reached the end of the alley and did not go out again. He just looked up at the corner of the alley wall and saw a stone tablet that was newly inserted under the tree at the end of the alley. There were only three simple characters on the tablet - Zuo Shifu.
Serenity thought calmly, of course I was grounded.
But no one said that Zuo Shifu cannot be expanded.
Of course, Zuo Shi's Mansion can be expanded, but such matters often need to be discussed by the ministers in the palace and handed over to the king for decision.
It's just that the king from Liuyun Sword Sect seems to be lazy about government affairs. He probably doesn't know about such things.
Tranquility's eyes moved away from the stone tablet and fell on the stone brick that was flush with the stone tablet. Then he silently moved his feet until the toes of his shoes were flush with the line of the stone slab. The young man raised his head, He put his hand on the alley wall, then leaned his body and leaned out.
Minghefang Long Street is actually very quiet, much quieter than the boy named.
Probably those ministers who had returned to ancient times and reorganized the system from the Nine Divisions were still discussing in the central hall of the palace. Without the King of Chu in the palace, there would naturally be a lack of people to make the final decision, and probably many things would be prone to endless disputes.
Jing Jing stared there silently for a while, then turned back with some melancholy. He lowered his head and realized that he had accidentally touched the toe of his shoe against the boundary drawn between the stone tablet and the stone slab. The young man felt a little sad. Panicked, he hurriedly stepped back a little and looked around again. It seemed that no one had noticed here, and Jing Jing felt a little calmer.
After all, he is a grounded person.
Jing Jing thought about it silently. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to go back to Zuo Shi's mansion.
Just when the young man started to turn around, he heard a very noisy sound coming from the street outside, and there were also many panicked shouts from pedestrians.
A bad premonition flashed through Jing Jing's heart, and she turned back to the alley entrance, aligned her shoes on the stone slab, and leaned on the alley wall again to stick her head out.
The pedestrians on Minghefang Street stopped and looked in one direction with surprised expressions.
Ning Jing followed everyone's gaze and finally stopped in front of the former Fengchang Mansion, now the Lingyin Mansion.
There were two palace attendants, and a lot of people were surrounding them. Something seemed to be parked in front of the palace gate, but Tranquility could not look past the crowd to see clearly what it was.
But from the frightened and confused expressions of everyone in the workshop, we could tell that something huge had probably happened.
The two attendants were probably a little uneasy. They stood there hesitantly, holding the swords at their waists. After hesitating for a long time, they slowly said: "Your Majesty Yin has been overworking on state affairs. During today's palace meeting, something suddenly happened. Death from brain disease..."
Jingjing stood in the alley in disbelief, listening to the sounds coming from in front of Fengchang Mansion.
How is this possible?
The young man thought in surprise, and subconsciously wanted to walk out of the alley, cross the long street, and take a look in front of Ling Yin's mansion.
Just when he started to lift his feet, he caught a glimpse of the stone tablet inscribed with Zuo Shifu.
Jing Jing put down his feet again and stood there in silence for a long time. As if he had made some kind of determination, the young man bent down and pulled out the stone tablet that was only shallowly buried near the root of the tree, and then pulled out the stone tablet. Holding the stone tablet with the dirt under his arm, he hurried towards Ling Yin's mansion.
As the words of the waiter fell, the whole long street fell silent. Probably when Wugui Dao and Xuanxuyuan were wrestling in the square, it was not so silent. Everyone's faces had a look as if they had heard something. It looked like something extremely ridiculous was happening.
Jing Jing didn't know what happened that made everyone have such a look on their faces. He panted and ran to the front of the mansion with the stone tablet in his arms. He squeezed through the crowd of people and squeezed into the middle. .
When the clerk of Zuo Shi's mansion saw the scene in front of the mansion, his eyes widened instantly, and he looked at the two palace attendants holding their swords in astonishment.
...
What would happen if a person fell from a height of 100 feet?
People in False Capital have probably never experienced anything like this.
It is said that when Li Asan launched a war against Huangliang, he once had people jump down from the Youhuang Mountains and use wind power and Taoist magic to float behind the Moque City Pass.
At that time, many soldiers fell down due to machine failure, and even their bodies could not be found.
The Youhuang Mountains are more than two thousand feet long, so it is naturally difficult to find the body.
But considering the height of 100 feet, it might still be possible to recover those broken corpses.
...
What was placed in front of Ling Yin's mansion was a ball of rotten flesh and broken bones that had been forcibly collected.
Whether those things belong to Lord Ling Yin or not needs to be said separately, but...
It's just like what everyone was surprised by.
Whose brain disease can cause people to die like this?
In silence, everyone's eyes fell on the faces of the two attendants who brought these things back.
The two of them pressed the swords at their waists nervously and looked at the passers-by in Minghefang silently.
Huang Liang has been with the emperor for thousands of years since he lost power, and sometimes his influence on the people of the false capital is far less than that of Jiu Si. Therefore, even if the two of them are the current servants of the King of Chu, when they stand in Minghefang, they probably won't have much impact. Confidence.
The gaze is undoubtedly powerful.
The two of them seemed to have seen the words "verbal punishment and writing" turn into a literal thing, turning into swords and falling on them.
After hesitating for a long time, the two men said softly: "The king asked us to say so."
The moment the young man with the stone tablet under his arm heard these words, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the palace to the north of the fake city.
His expression was probably full of panic.
...
The matter of brewing wine in the palace is actually not a trivial matter. This matter falls under the authority of Xinzao Yin. After the old wine brewed some good wine for Han Chan, the King of Chu even gave them the Luo Xing Hall in the south of the palace. It is specially used for wine making.
Lan Li actually drank a lot back then, but he was probably not as wealthy as Han Chan.
It's just that although Luo Xing Palace was given to these brewing craftsmen, they did not really use such a large hall whose function had been unknown for a long time to brew wine. They only built some small yards nearby for brewing.
However, the smell of wine lees was still lingering around such a large hall.
Because I am trying the Huaian brewing method, the smell is probably not that good.
While Chen Jiu was studying some matters about wine making, he heard a servant coming from outside the courtyard. The two of them could not be said to be familiar with each other, but they had met each other after all.
Although Chen Jiu didn't know what happened, he still stood up and went over to greet him.
The waiter's expression was very complicated. He stood there silently looking at the old wine, and then said softly: "Your Majesty asked you to deliver the wine."
Chen Jiu hesitated for a moment and asked carefully: "What kind of wine do you want?"
"Any kind of wine will do."
Chen Jiu was a little confused about what His Majesty meant. He wanted to ask more questions, but his eyes caught a glimpse of blood on the corner of the valet's clothes.
This made the former Lanli attendant feel a lot of vigilance in his heart. After a moment of silence, the attendant silently bowed and said softly: "Your Majesty, I will send it to you later."
The attendant said nothing more, nodded, turned and left the brewing land.
Chen Jiu stood there silently, watching the retreating figure of the attendant. When he turned back, he found Gong Zhongjiu standing behind him.
"Did you also see that flash of blood?"
The wine was looking down at Chen Jiu and asked slowly.
Chen Jiu was silent for a while and said softly: "Yes."
The two stood there in silence and stared at each other for a long time. The wine man reached into his sleeve and took out a very simple small bottle.
Chen Jiu looked at it silently for a long time, and then said softly: "What is this?"
Jiuzheng said calmly: "Forgetting Water, people in the world can forget their past lives by drinking it..."
Chenjiu naturally knew that he had nothing to forget about his past. After hesitating for a while, the winemaker slowly asked: "What if the king drinks it?"
Jiu Zheng did not answer, but handed such a small bottle to Chen Jiu's arms.
Chen Jiu held such a small bottle with great fear in his heart, his hands trembling constantly.
In fact, such a valet didn't understand what happened, but the color of blood made this valet who had personally come out of the story of the snowy Kyoto feel a lot of uneasy fear in his heart.
"What is Wangyou Water? How did you get these things, sir?"
The unknown Jiu was looking back at the former attendant quietly, and said softly: "It was sent by Zuo Shifu."
Jiuzheng looked calm and continued: "You don't have to worry about these things being discovered by the king..."
The adult turned back and said very calmly: "In fact, from the time you sent the tenth pot of wine to the king, we have added these things to the wine."
Chen Jiu stood there in astonishment.
He probably never thought that just because he hesitated for a moment when he saw the blood, many stories appeared in front of him.
Chen Jiu lowered his head and silently uncorked the small bottle in his hand, but such a waiter was stunned.
It seems that the bottle is just some river water that is not very clear.
He sniffed around and couldn't smell anything else, but he didn't dare to taste the old wine.
After hesitating for a long time, Chen Jiu left this place silently.
...
When the jug of wine was delivered, it was neither too late nor too early.
When Chen Jiu walked up to Yingfeng Tower in the dusk with the wine in hand, he saw the imperial robe scattered on the ground and stained with fire dust.
Han Chan was holding the sword in his hand that was not unsheathed, but with faint sword fire coming out of the sheath. He was standing quietly by the tall building, not knowing what he was looking at.
Chen Jiu's body was trembling slightly. He stood in the center of the building and said softly: "Your Majesty, the wine is here."
Han Chan stood there without looking back and said calmly: "What kind of wine is today?"
Chen Jiu took a deep breath and said softly: "The king has drank all the Huai'an wine before, and the new wine has not been brewed yet, so this is Huangliang Kujiu wine."
Han Chan didn't say anything.
Chen Jiu hesitated for a while, then walked forward, knelt down in front of the low table in the building, took the wine glass, and poured a full glass into it.
Hanchan listened to the sound of pouring wine behind her, and for some reason, Hanchan chuckled softly. She turned back with her sword in hand and looked at the former palace attendant who had chosen herself between Lanli and herself.
"You seem a little nervous today."
Chen Jiu's hand trembled, but he almost knocked over the glass of wine. Fortunately, he was from the palace after all, so his reaction was quick. He hurriedly held the wine glass, put it down again, and knelt down hastily. Come down and kneel next to the stove that has long been extinguished and only has some residual warmth.
"Your Majesty, I forgive you. Previously, I saw blood on the clothes of my former colleagues. I was worried that something might happen to the King, so I have been feeling a little uneasy..."
Han Chan looked at the glass of wine quietly, then turned back calmly, and said slowly: "In today's Huangliang, who can make me unexpected?"
As a four-fold sword cultivator from the Liuyun Sword Sect, he went north to the Xuexuyuan, where the sword abyss was guarding Cong Ran, and the shaman and ghost path had never appeared in the human story of the false capital. There was probably something that no one could make him do. Some unexpected strength.
Chen Jiu said softly: "It seems that I am worrying too much."
Han Chan stood calmly in the wind and said softly: "Go down."
Chen Jiu raised his head and looked at the King of Chu without the imperial robe hesitantly for a long time, and finally swallowed some of the words in his throat again.
"Your Majesty, please retire."
...
The young man with the stone tablet under his arm walked silently on the long street of the false capital.
The night is almost falling on earth.
Jing Jing raised her head and looked at the long street lights that gradually became thicker in the dim dusk.
When the sky gets dark, the lights naturally become brighter.
When those lights shine on the young man's eyes, they may be particularly bright.
The light in the quiet young man's eyes was like the moon in the middle of the lake, shimmering like water.
The young man who was studying history at Zuo Shi Mansion had been watching for a long time before finally lowering his head and not paying attention to the pedestrians who were looking at him in surprise under the light.
There are so many stories in this world, and of course they have nothing to do with the world.
If it hadn't been for this young man who had stayed in the Xuanxu Courtyard with the King of Chu, those things probably wouldn't have anything to do with him.
People who study history are sometimes prone to have more and more surging emotions.
When immersed in a few words from those years, it is often easy to develop a very strong sense of pride.
Tranquility may be like this.
Therefore, this young man had walked into the palace several times and spoke many words of advice to the king through his past interactions with Han Chan.
But probably as Liu Sanyue said, in the end, they had to admit that they had indeed trusted someone else.
Han Chan was never the emperor of ancient Chu, nor the emperor of Huangliang.
He made a wrong choice by accident in a certain story.
Quietly walking down the long street with the stone tablet inscribed with Zuo Shifu between them.
This is still off limits.
After all, he always kept the three words Zuo Shifu in front of him, so much so that the soil at the bottom of the stone tablets was sandwiched on his clothes.
How big Zuo Shifu is, how far a young man can go.
This is what the unknown Master Zuo Shi told him when he asked the adults after he was brought back.
So the stone tablet of Zuo Shifu was inserted outside the alley.
Of course, now he probably has to be inserted into the palace.
This makes Jingjing sometimes feel like he has become a rule thief.
If you correct it for the sake of benevolence and righteousness, you will steal it by combining it with benevolence and righteousness. ——Tranquility didn’t know where exactly she had seen such a sentence. It should have been when she was in Xuanxu Courtyard?
Jing Jing recalled with some hesitation.
Although the boy was originally assigned to the Qingniu Sword Academy in Xuanxuyuan, the false capital, sometimes when he went to the Wenhua Academy cafeteria to eat noodles, he would hear the Wenhua Academy students reciting something.
It should be from Qingniu Five Thousand Words.
Jing Jing thought with some uncertainty.
After all, he hadn't read it, and it might be from another book.
But he had only heard of Qingniu Five Thousand Words, and did not know that many Taoist classics were actually being studied not only by Qingniu Academy, but also by Wenhua Academy.
But these probably don't matter.
Tranquility thought about that sentence silently.
The young man who was detained in Zuo Shi's Mansion, but walked to the palace gate with the stone tablet under his arm, was probably the one who stole it out of benevolence and righteousness.
Jingjing stopped in front of the palace gate.
There was already an adult standing in front of the palace gate, followed by a small official, dragging some pen and ink and other things.
That was Lord Zuo Shi of Zuo Shi Mansion.
As an official in the palace, he naturally needs to truthfully record many things about this human world.
Jing Jing walked over silently, looked at Mr. Zuo Shi in front of the wide open palace door, then took down the not too big stone tablet under his arm and erected it on the stone slab in front of the palace door. stand up.
"grown ups."
The clerk of the Zuo Shi Mansion, who compiled history, bowed politely, and some dust and mud fell from his armpits.
Master Zuo Shi looked back at the young man Jing Jing and nodded slightly.
Then he turned around and still wrote many things quietly there.
Jing Jing didn't look at it, because there were some things that he already knew, and some things were even suggested by such a young man studying history.
For example, the forgetfulness of water in wine.
So he just looked at the palace road behind the palace gate for a long time, and then asked softly:
"Where are the other adults?"
