Chapter 243: Imperial Examination Case (V)

The imperial examination was in full swing, but Yang Shenjin, the Minister of Personnel, was restless. After the New Year, there were several strange things happening in his family. First, a green-faced and fanged ghost was always faintly reflected on the gate of his family, but only Yang Shenjin could see this ghost, but others saw nothing. Secondly, his family's ancestral tomb suddenly turned red, as if it was soaked in blood. Two strange things made the Yang family uneasy day and night, and fell into deep panic.

Especially Yang's father was even more anxious. He believed that his ancestors had a bloody disaster underground, so he asked his descendants for help. This kind of incident was often encountered by every family, and it was understandable to ask monks and Taoists to exorcise evil spirits to avoid ghosts. But the problem is that the ancestors of the Yang family were the former masters of the world. Isn't it embarrassing to pray for the ancestors?

The Taoist priest Yang's father invited was Shi Jingzhong. This person has always been with great officials and nobles. In terms of methods and methods of exorcising ghosts, they are actually no different from those of Kong Fang's Taoist at that time, but the treatment of the two is very different. This is quite similar to the scalper who resells tickets for the Spring Festival travel rush. Kong Fang's Taoist is the scalper who wears a yellow cotton coat, shivering his hands and shivering in the cold wind, reselling a few tight tickets but is afraid of the police to catch them. Shi Jingzhong sat in an air-conditioned room, holding coffee, typing the keyboard a few times, dialing a few numbers, and then tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars. Even the police have to look at his face.

The key is the way and backstage. Shi Jingzhong was very popular in Beijing because he relied on knowing many powerful people and royal families.

At this moment, Shi Jingzhong set up a temple in the back garden of the Yang family. He was wearing a robe of the Heavenly Master, holding a peach wood sword in his hand, and muttering words. His sharp eyes seemed to see through the sky. In the temple, Yang Shenjin, the minister of the Ministry of Personnel of the Tang Dynasty, was naked, wearing heavy shackles, sitting cross-legged on the wooden platform, closing his eyes tightly, and trembling all over. I don’t know if it was frozen or if it was really Shi Jingzhong’s spell.

Yang's father looked at his son anxiously. Shi Jingzhong said that his yang energy had declined and could not suppress evil. His only request was to come forward to April, which should have been in October to fight evil with joy.

"Master, if he can't do it alone, I can call Erlang and Saburo to help."

Yang's father's kindness ended up snorting coldly. It is natural for Principal Shi to decide who should be decided by him. Where is his turn to talk too much? Yang's father couldn't help but feel embarrassed and murmured: "I'm just kindness, Master, don't blame him!"

"alright!"

Shi Jingzhong retracted the peach wood sword and pointed it at Yang Shenjinxu for three times, "If you do the temple for another three days, the red blood will naturally fade in one month, so you don't have to worry."

Yang Shenjin let out a long sigh, his feet were stiff and numb from the wooden platform, and he walked out of the temple shakingly. His father quickly took his shackles, put on his clothes, touched his hands and feet coldly, and saw that he was tired on his face, he couldn't help but feel distressed: "Son, let's do it tomorrow! You can't always carry anything alone."

Shi Jingzhong next to him raised his eyebrows and turned a walnut on his face, "Old man, you should go back and be your birthday star! Who should do it, I will be responsible for it."

Today is Yang's 70th birthday. Dozens of relatives and friends from home came, all waiting in the front hall to celebrate their birthday, but he himself came to see the temple.

At this time, the butler's anxious voice came from outside the wall, "Master, the third master has arguing with Minister Li of the Ministry of Revenue at the gate. Go and have a look! If you don't go, you will start a fight."

Yang Shenjin was shocked. Li Qing was a distinguished guest he invited. How could the third brother quarrel with him or even fight? He didn't bother to tidy up his clothes, and he didn't have time to explain to Shi Jingzhong a few words, so he put on his hat and hurried out.

"Why did the third master quarrel with Minister Li?" Yang Shenjin asked while leaving. His third brother was a Luoyang Order and an official appointed by the court. How could he easily offend the important officials of the court? He was puzzled.

However, a strange look appeared on the butler's face, and he replied with a bitter face: "It's hard to say, the master will know when he goes and sees it."

Yang Shenjin was even more surprised. At this time, he was almost at the gate and had no time to ask in detail. He saw a group of servants gathered inside the gate, each holding a wooden stick, with a look of righteous indignation on his face, but his eyes showed timidity, and he looked out.

"What are you doing? You're still holding sticks. Do I run a martial arts school? Today is the old man's birthday. There are so many things to do, so do whatever you need to do. Don't pile it here!"

Yang Shenjin shouted sternly and snorted heavily. He stepped out of the threshold with his right foot, but his left foot could not follow him. He was stunned.

I saw Li Qing wearing filial piety, wearing plain white clothes, holding a mourning stick in his hand, and was arguing with his third brother Yang Shenming, "I'll say it again. In your opinion, today is the 70th birthday of the old man, but in my eyes, next year will be the day of your Yang family's mansion, so I'm here to celebrate the filial piety today."

Yang Shenming was so angry that he trembled all over, pointing at Li Qing and shouting: "Go away quickly, don't blame me if you don't leave!"

"Whoever dares to touch a hair from my governor, I will twist his head off as a urinal!" A ferocious black Taisui stood beside Li Qing and shouted wildly.

Yang Shenjin couldn't even close his mouth in surprise. He knew Li Qing and he would never do such embarrassing things on weekdays. What's wrong today? After all, Yang Shenjin is the Minister of Personnel and the eldest son. He is much more steady than his brothers. After pondering a little, he knew that there must be a reason for it.

"The third brother!" Yang Shenjin stopped his brother who was about to lose his mind, "You go back first, leave it here to me!"

Both the Yang family brothers followed the eldest brother. Since the eldest brother had already spoken, Yang Shenming glared at Li Fei Yuanli fiercely and turned around and entered the door angrily.

"Yangming, why are you?" Yang Shenjin asked Li Qing with a smile.

Li Qing glanced at his messy collar and started, but smiled coldly and said, "The whole neighborhood has spread, saying that Mr. Yang is doing rituals naked. I think since I have had a relationship with you, I will come to worship my filial piety."

Now, Yang Shenjin began to feel a little savoring Li Qing's words. His face changed drastically. He stepped forward and grabbed Li Qing's wrist and whispered in a low voice: "Yangming, if you have anything to say, let's go inside."

He pulled Li Qing quickly into the side door, and soon came to a quiet courtyard, and ordered his subordinates to say, "You look at the door, no one is allowed to come in!"

Yang Shenjin closed the door and pulled the curtains up again. He asked nervously: "Tell me! What happened that made Yangming so worried?"

"Hmph! I'm not worried about it, the emperor should be worried about it."

Li Qing threw the mourning stick at the corner of the wall, "The old man of the Yang family wants to use magic to restore his ancestral property. This is the original words in Wang Gong's memorial, so I'm here to praising my filial piety."

Li Qing's words seemed like a bolt from the blue, shocking Yang Shenjin. The implication was that his Yang family wanted to rebel.

"This bastard!"

Yang Shenjin, who has always been famous for his elegance, could no longer help but punch him hard on the wall, his face twisted and changed. He gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Gong, do you really want to take revenge on your own?"

Yang Shenjin and Wang Gong are both famous families and they grew up together, but the pride of the children of the gentry made them ardent. You mocked me for being romantic, and I ridiculed your mother from a bad background. Although they were both prime ministers, they were not in harmony.

"You were wrong!"

Li Qing's face was extremely calm, and he said lightly: "He, Wang Gong, just returned from Nanzhao two days ago, how did he know that you asked Taoist priests to do rituals? You can find out after thinking about this matter carefully."

Yang Shenjin's face turned extremely pale. He couldn't help but take a step back and murmured: "Li Linfu, is it him?"

He betrayed Li Linfu and had no idea. He knew that according to Li Linfu's style, he would never let him go. He was always worried and lost his courage, but several months have passed, but Li Linfu has not moved. Just when he was relieved, Li Linfu quietly took action.

"Not only that, this year's exam questions have been leaked. Brother Yang is the Minister of Personnel, and he is very guilty. Just wait for impeachment!"

Li Qing's words seemed to be sprinkling another handful of salt on the edge of Yang Shenjin. Although it would hurt, his feelings were already a little numb at this time. He stared at Li Qing blankly, his mind was as if his memories were stolen by someone.

"Brother Yang understands now! I'm here to mourn filial piety for some reason." Li Qing's mouth bent slightly, revealing a child-like prank smile.

Yang Shenjin shivered, and all kinds of suffering suddenly surged into his heart. He was so painful that he squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, his heart was afraid and confused, and he didn't know what to do.

Li Qing gently pinched his shoulder and smiled and said, "If things really reached that point, I wouldn't come to the door. It's too late to hide! Brother Yang, do you understand?"

Yang Shenjin looked up at Li Qing suddenly, and he suddenly understood that since Li Qing said so, he must have thought of a solution for himself. 'Oh my God!' Yang Shenjin jumped up suddenly, pinched Li Qing's wrist tightly, and he was so anxious that he stuttered: "Brother Li, no! Brother, you want to save your elder brother. Your nephew is still young, so I can't have anything to do!"

"Since you beg me like this, there is no need for me to be filial to you!" Li Qing laughed, stretched out his hand to pull off Ma Xiao, revealing his original costume. He took Yang Shenjin's hand, sat down first, and smiled and said, "Come on! Brother Yang, let's sit down and talk slowly. Since they impeached the old man, we can go with the flow, but my solution may be a bit bad, and I will make things difficult for the old man."

The next morning, a crazy old man appeared on the street of Yankangfang, Chang'an. He sometimes laughed intently, sometimes climbed up a tree like a naughty boy to dig a bird's nest, and sometimes grabbed the girl and called her mother, picked up the little kid and called her son. Everyone looked at the poor crazy old man sideways. Many people felt incredible. Isn't this Mr. Yang's old father? How could he go crazy?

"Old Master, please go back!" Several families surrounded Mr. Yang, coaxing and forcing him to be arrested, while the housekeeper kept explaining to passers-by: "My old man is fine, he is not sick! He is not sick!"

The one who encountered misfortune at the same time as Mr. Yang was the famous Taoist priest Shi Jingzhong, who was tied up with a rope by Yang Shenjin and sent it to the Chang'an County Government. The charge was that he used magic tricks to defraud money in the name of curing illness.

It was at dusk of this day that the imperial examinations in the fifth year of Tianbao ended with the expectations or frustration of countless scholars. Pingkangfang and even the entire Chang'an City once again became a noisy ocean, with spiritual relaxed scholars everywhere, gathering groups to stroll around Chang'an City. The hotels and brothels were crowded, and it was even more lively in the West City. The scholars who purchased local products filled the wide West City Street. The guys shouted harder and tried their best to attract customers.
Chapter completed!