Changxing and Go are both chess games in this world. The first two sentences mean to light the candle and play chess with Mr. Lang.
"Deep well" easily reminded Bi Linglong of the secret passage in the bedroom, and she couldn't help but picture the two of them having a tryst with candles in the secret passage.
With her literary literacy, she could naturally hear the pun in it, as if the other party was telling her not to break the deadline.
Although I don’t know what period he is talking about, it is obviously some agreement between the lovers.
"Did he hint that I would wait for her in the secret passage tonight?" Thinking of this, her heart pounded.
But what moved her even more was the last two sentences. The red beans in this world are also called acacia beans, and her maiden name was cleverly hidden in them. This shows that the other party wrote this poem specifically for me.
"This guy is so shameless. Who loves him so much?" Bi Linglong was a little unsure. She had been tossing and turning in bed these days, and her mind was filled with every detail of getting along with the other person in the secret realm. Could it be that she was too obvious?
Has he noticed it?
Oops, this is really embarrassing.
"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Rong Mo, who was not far away, saw her face turning red and white for a while, as if she was ashamed and annoyed. After serving her for so many years, he had never seen her with such an expression.
, so out of curiosity, I subconsciously stood on tiptoe, trying to see what was written on the note.
Bi Linglong reacted quickly and folded the note without leaving any trace: "I already know what Master Zu reported, and I will arrange to deal with it later."
She didn't even dare to look into the other person's eyes when she said this.
I felt like a deer stumbling around in my heart, thinking that this guy is really brave. How dare he hand me such a love letter in front of so many people in the East Palace?
You must know that once exposed, it will definitely be a serious crime of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan.
She subconsciously wanted to put the note into the incense burner at hand and burn it, but she was dismissed as soon as she thought of it. She couldn't bear to destroy such a poem written specifically for her. She thought that she would find a secret place to hide it when no one was around.
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Seeing her appearance, Zu An knew that her anger had turned into joy, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
At the same time, I was a little confused, thinking what did I report?
But she just thought she was telling others and didn't care: "Then there is Princess Lao."
Bi Linglong saw his smiling face and thought to herself, this guy was very proud, and he made it clear that he would eat me to death.
So she snorted softly and expressed her dissatisfaction: "But the word "Master Zu" is really too ugly, like an ant crawling."
Rong Mo snorted at the side. She always felt that after Zu An came, the Crown Princess seemed not to be as doting on her as before. When she saw the Crown Princess scolding Zu An, she felt secretly happy.
"The Crown Princess has taught you a lesson." Zu An was also worried about waterfalls, and he was still a bit obsessed with his handwriting.
Bi Linglong said calmly: "After all, you are the bastard among the princes, and you are also responsible for teaching the princes by words and deeds. The handwriting is too ugly and it is really unsightly. Next, I will let the young master teach you, mostly here.
Practice your calligraphy while doing it.”
Zu An felt dizzy for a while, never expecting that he would not escape the fate of continuing to study after traveling through time.
He was slandering in his heart. As a concubine, I am just a name. What can I teach the prince? Does teaching him how to enter the bridal chamber count?
Seeing his sullen look, Bi Linglong couldn't help biting her lips. What does this bastard mean by looking unhappy? I'm not doing this just to give you a reason to stay in the East Palace for a while longer.
I?
Of course, she could never say this out loud, so she could only hold it in her heart and sulk.
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At this time, at the court meeting, the major events had been discussed, and Eunuch Wen shouted in a high-pitched voice: "If you have something to report, please leave the court if there is nothing."
At this moment, an old man with bronze skin came out and said, "I have something to report."
The emperor glanced at him and wondered what Murong Tong had to say at this time, but he still nodded and said: "That's right."
Murong Tong then said: "Your Majesty, I have received a new song from the court. I think it can be used to compose a war song. I hope the Emperor will approve it."
After hearing his words, people in the court were whispering, and they really couldn't figure out why he would make this request.
Could it be that one of his nephews composed a poem and wanted to use it as a qualification for promotion?
However, the Murong family is a family of military commanders, and everyone in the family is rough. Even the young lady of the Murong family is a tomboy. I have never heard of anyone having such talent.
Moreover, because the imperial court suffered a big loss from the demon clan's war song, it also studied its own war song after returning. Unfortunately, it was always unsatisfactory. In the final analysis, this world respects cultivation, and real talents devote themselves to practice.
Well, not many people value poetry, so there have never been any suitable lyrics.
However, there were many well-informed people in the court, and many people vaguely guessed what he was going to say.
Yunan, the assistant minister of Zhongshu, even had a gloomy face. Last night was the most embarrassing moment in his life. He originally didn't want to recall it again, but he didn't expect it to be mentioned again.
"What word?" The emperor's face was calm, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
"This poem is called "Broken Array: A Poem for Duke Cheng Guo to Send"." Murong Tong replied, and at the same time he recited loudly, "When I was drunk, I read the sword by the light of the lamp, and I dreamed of blowing the trumpet company..."
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty felt that this title was extraordinary. This time Duke Cheng went on an expedition, such a poem must be a good sign.
After listening to the entire first sentence, everyone was excited.
Especially some of the veteran ministers who were usually more civil servants were almost in tears:
"What a word!"
"After all these years, we finally have something that can rival the demon race's war song."
"This is truly a blessing to the Great Zhou Dynasty and a blessing to our human race!"
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Seeing the excited reactions of those people, Murong Tong nodded with satisfaction. The Qin brothers sent this poem to him this morning. After reading it, he felt goosebumps all over his body. He wished he could return immediately with a spear.
battlefield.
Although he did not write this poem, but now that so many people are looking at it with admiring eyes, he feels secretly happy.
"Master Murong, did you write this poem?" A minister couldn't help but ask.
Murong Tong's old face heated up, and he coughed slightly to cover it up: "How can I, a rough man, come up with such words?"
"I wonder who did it? Could it be a teacher from the National College? Or even Jijiu himself?"
"Being able to write such a good poem will greatly improve the combat effectiveness of our army. This merit alone is enough to make you a marquis."
The ministers started discussing with each other, and the whole court was as lively as a vegetable market.
Hearing what they said, Yunan's face jumped. Although no one was looking at him, it seemed as if he was being publicly executed again.
Bi Ziang's expression on the other side also changed a bit. It was obvious that he had been having a smooth life since he was a child. Yesterday was almost his first failure. He was also very unhappy because of his arrogance.
"Mr. Murong, stop pretending, who is it?" At this time, the other ministers were scratching their heads in anxiety.
Murong Tong said: "This is the new cuckold Lord Zu An."
He deliberately did not mention the official position of the other prince's concubine, because he did not want this matter to create momentum for the East Palace.
Upon hearing Zu An's name, the smiles on the faces of those who had been pestering him to inquire suddenly froze.
The originally noisy court suddenly became silent.
Although Official Zu'an is not a big man and he has not been in the capital for a long time, almost everyone knows about him now.
After all, a lot of people have fallen into his hands these days, all of them are prominent people, including the Murong family, the Cheng family, the Shi family... even the King of Qi has fallen victim to them.
Secretly, everyone said that he was a disaster star, and whoever got in contact with him would be unlucky.
The people of King Qi's faction hated him with all their heart, and even many people on the prince's side did not like him.
Many ministers from King Qi's faction secretly complained about Murong Tong, why did they push that guy Zu An.
The people in the prince's party were also puzzled. Did Zu An secretly defect to King Qi? Otherwise, why would Murong Tong speak for him?
At this time, a minister came out and said: "Your Majesty, Zu An has just been promoted to a noble rank, and he is still young. If he is awarded consecutive awards in a short period of time, it will easily breed his pride, which may not be a blessing to his ministers."
This person is naturally from King Qi's faction. As soon as this statement came out, many colleagues immediately echoed it.
Seeing their opposition, the people in the prince's party immediately felt at ease and instinctively jumped out to sing the opposite: "This is wrong. Anyone who has committed a crime must be punished and rewarded. This is the best way to encourage the subjects to serve the imperial court, not to mention such good words that have been handed down from generation to generation."
Being able to significantly increase the combat effectiveness of the army can be said to be a meritorious service, and it will naturally be rewarded."
After so many years of verbal disputes, people from King Qi's party immediately retorted: "Zu An has already received an excessive reward after his meritorious service. He is a court official and it is natural for him to contribute to the court. If he is rewarded in this way, then the court will
Among the hundreds of officials, doesn’t everyone deserve a reward?”
"You are arrogant!" Murong Tong listened for a long time and finally couldn't help it anymore. "How can such a masterpiece that has been handed down from ancient times be compared to the ordinary daily work of officials? As we all know, I still have some grudges with Zu An.
I came out to recommend him this time, mainly because of the help of his poem to the soldiers of our country. With the addition of this poem to the war song, how many soldiers' sacrifices can be reduced, how much financial expenditure can be saved... Such a great contribution is not
To reward him would be to chill the hearts of the generals and the people of the world."
"Mr. Murong's words are serious, how can a mere poem rise to this level?" Those in the lineage of King Qi were also very depressed, wondering where you are from.
"If you have the ability to write poetry of a similar level, I would also like to reward you." Murong Tong snorted, his beard trembling with anger.
Who in this court is not an old fox with a bright tongue? Soon someone quoted scriptures to refute Murong Tong's words.
The emperor on the dragon throne looked at the chaos of the people below, and smiled in his heart. He didn't expect that this guy Zu An was of some use, and he actually caused internal strife on the part of King Qi.
At this time, Bi Ziang, who had been watching with cold eyes, came out and said: "Master Zu's poem is undoubtedly a great poem, but the compatibility with the war song and the actual combat effect are still unknown. It is better to wait until the actual combat effect from the front line is reported back.
We will discuss the reward for Master Zu according to the situation, what do you think?"
After hearing his words, people in King Qi's lineage felt that at least they were blocked now, and the result was acceptable.
The people in the Prince's party thought that Bi Zi'ang was speaking for Zu An. After all, if the fight continues like this, the people in the King of Qi's party might not gain much by opposing Zu An.
Even Murong Tong felt that this plan was acceptable. After all, as a person with a military background, he had absolute confidence in the poem.
At this time, the majestic voice of the emperor on the dragon throne sounded: "In that case, let's discuss this matter in the long run."
Bi Ziang's thoughts could be hidden from others, but not from him.
He made it clear that he wanted to use delaying tactics to mess up the matter. It seemed that he didn't like Zu An in his heart.
He was not unhappy about this, on the contrary, he felt comfortable. As an emperor, it is best to see that these ministers have their own thoughts and schemes against each other. If they all love each other, then should I still be an emperor?
Done?
At this time, Bi Ziang was also secretly happy. He was keenly aware that the emperor didn't seem to like Zu An either, otherwise he would never have ended the topic so easily.
Knowing this, his originally depressed mood due to yesterday's defeat finally eased.
Then he winked at a minister not far away without showing any trace. The man understood and immediately stepped out and said: "I also have my own notes!"
Seeing him coming out, the ministers in the DPRK were all shocked because they recognized him as someone from the Yushitai. These people are responsible for supervising all officials. The things they report are basically to impeach ministers. I don’t know which one today.
People are going to suffer.
"Yes!" After receiving the signal, Eunuch Wen's high-pitched voice sounded again.
"I just heard Master Murong mention this poem. Do you know the circumstances under which this poem was written?" said the censor.
Many insiders' expressions changed slightly, and they roughly guessed what he was going to say.
Seeing that no one answered, the censor was choked up. Fortunately, he also knew that the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty did not like to deal with people like them, so he asked and answered: "This poem was the biggest brothel red sleeve trick in the capital last night."
What has been spread is that some people at that time came up with it because they were jealous of the oiran competition."
At this point, he took a deep breath: "I am impeaching Yunan, the minister of the Zhongshu. As a prince-in-law, he lingers in the land of fireworks and is jealous of others. It really loses the royal dignity." He spoke passionately, and the words he spoke could not be tolerated.
Few people were shocked.
You must know that Yushi Zhongcheng is Yi Chong, and Yi Chong is the elder brother of Jingzhao Yin Yichun, and Yichun is from the lineage of King Qi, and has a good relationship with the Yu family. Not to mention anything else, Yi Zhibing, the son of Yichun, was also accompanied by the Red Sleeve Zhao yesterday.
Went with Yu Nan.
As a result, people from Yushitai actually came out to impeach Yunan?
Many people began to wonder if the Yi family would also bet on both ends, right?
People with higher status frowned secretly, because they knew that it was not easy for people from the prince's party to install people in Yushitai. If they exposed their tendency at this time, they would definitely be settled by the queen afterwards.
The opponent did not hesitate to consume such an important chess piece but also launched an attack. Doesn't it prove that they are determined to win?
As expected, Yunan also thought of this, and her face couldn't help but change.
He hurriedly got out of the queue and knelt down: "I am guilty!"
Having been involved in politics for many years, he knew that at this moment it would be enough to plead guilty, he only needed to express an attitude.
As for the rest, of course someone will help him.
As expected, ministers from King Qi's lineage soon came out to retort: "Our court has not explicitly prohibited officials from going to romantic places. It is an elegant thing in the first place. Why is it necessary to be so strict?"
"As a member of the imperial court, you should naturally set an example for your subjects. What's more, as Yu Nan is the consort and is married to a royal princess, lingering in such a place is really an insult to the royal reputation. Please ask the emperor to remove Yu Nan from the post of Minister of the Secretariat of the Central Committee and hand over to the royal family.
Let Zong Zhengfu handle it." The censor said righteously.
This is the old routine of officials. One mouth is the heaviest punishment. Anyway, everyone will bargain later, and if you are lucky and the emperor dislikes that person, what if you get it right? It's not like this has happened before.
The people on King Qi's side were also angry and said one after another: "Last night, the people who went to Hongxiu to recruit were not just Master Yu, but Master Bizi Angbi, Qin Guangyuan, Qin Yongde, Gao Ying, Pei You... these people also went,
Is it possible that you want to punish them all together?"
He spoke to many people in succession, either dignitaries in the court or celebrities from aristocratic families. Those he named came out to defend themselves. Those who were not qualified to go to court had their elders excuse themselves.
As a result, less than half of the people in the court were involved, and the two sides quarreled with each other, and everyone became red-faced. In the end, it even got to the point where they even greeted each other's eighteen generations of ancestors and female relatives without using any curse words.
The emperor frowned, and Eunuch Wen on the side agreed. He picked up the fly whisk and knocked on the small bell beside him: "Quiet!"
Hearing the cold bell, the civil and military officials in the court came back to their senses and bowed their eyebrows and bowed their eyes to the emperor.
"How decent are you all..." The emperor pointed at the crowd and shouted angrily, and finally ordered, "Last night the Red Sleeves recruited relevant personnel and fined them a year's salary. Go back and think about your mistakes behind closed doors and retire from the court!"
After saying that, he walked away directly.
It's not that he doesn't want to punish Yu Nan's crime, but that the Yu family's power is extraordinary, and with the help of King Qi's lineage, the two sides have just been fighting evenly. If he wants to completely punish Yu Nan, the firepower is not enough.
But today was just to heighten the atmosphere, the fun is yet to come.
Eunuch Wen had already received the instruction and sent his confidant eunuch to quietly find Bi Ziang with a video mirror.
How could the emperor take action against such a threat to his ministers? It was even inconvenient for him to do so. After all, he represented the emperor to some extent, so he sent a trustworthy eunuch to act as the villain.
That Bi Ziang is a smart man, he naturally knows what to do after seeing the video mirror.
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Let's talk about the Qin Mansion. Chu Youzhao was losing his temper and secretly muttering in his heart: "Damn brother-in-law, stinky brother-in-law, I said I was just going to investigate the case, but I found out that he was in the bed of another oiran!"
The news about the red-sleeved move last night gradually came out, not to mention that she was already very concerned about this matter, so she naturally found out that Zu An finally brought the oiran home and stayed there all night.
The maids in the room were all silent, and they didn't know why the young master was unhappy. Just now, one of them was severely scolded by the other for stepping in the door with her left foot first.
At this time, suddenly a maid ran over with a poem in her hands: "Young Master, the eldest master asked your servant to send this poem over, saying it is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, so that you can fully appreciate its artistic conception."
Chu Youzhao felt irritated and glanced at it casually: "What nonsense!"
Then he kneaded it into a ball and threw it aside.
The maid was startled and stood aside at a loss.
Chu Youzhao frowned: "Brother, why are you suddenly thinking of sending me some lyrics? Did he write it?"
It’s true, my eldest brother, knowing that I don’t study much on weekdays, still gave me this thing.
The maid replied calmly: "It wasn't written by the eldest son, it seems to be written by a man named Zu An."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Youzhao flashed with a startled sound and ran to the corner to pick up the crumpled paper: "Why didn't you tell me earlier! You know that I usually like poetry the most!"
All the maids: "..."
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Today the two chapters are combined together
This chapter has been completed!