Yingbin Restaurant is located in the north city of Jinling. It is a prosperous area in the direction of the main city gate. It is different from the urban west city and the official and business east city. Beicheng District is full of restaurants with golden bottles and jade cups. The world-famous Bianhe River is located in this Beicheng District.
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At this moment, cups and cups were being exchanged in the Yingbin Restaurant, and laughter could not be heard. The lobby on the first floor was full of scholars wearing Confucian scarves and long robes. Someone recited a few lines of poetry while drinking, which received a round of applause.
"Brother Liu is so talented, it's only a matter of time before he enters an official career! When these heroes win the championship, don't forget to have a drink with Brother Liu today!" A man in a green robe raised his wine glass and said loudly.
The people around him even echoed and raised their glasses to the man in blue robe who had just recited a poem at the window.
The man had a handsome face and a hint of pride in his brows, "When I win the championship in Jinling this time, I will definitely hold a three-day banquet to celebrate with you all!"
The man's name was Liu Xunqing, and he was a well-known talent among the people of the Yuan Dynasty. However, he came from a humble background and had no background. In this dynasty where the gentry was prevalent and intertwined, it was difficult to express his aspirations.
Whether it was the Yuan Kingdom, Yanbei, Xiling or the Liao Kingdom, the gentry were all in power. Those gentry enjoyed a superior education since childhood, and naturally entered official careers when they got older.
Even if ordinary people took part in the provincial examination, at most they could only hold an untitled civil service position in the local government office and make wedding dresses for the gentry who were not doing their jobs properly.
If ordinary people want to get ahead, they can only win the appreciation of those in power by participating in grand literati poetry gatherings in various countries. The Jinling Heroes Meeting is one of them.
Liu Xunqing is twenty-two years old this year. He has been studying since he was twelve years old and has been studying hard for nearly ten years. The year before last, he took the provincial examination and won the first place in Yuzhou, but he quit his job as a yamen clerk and came directly to Jinling.
He came here this time just to show off his ambitions. In his opinion, how can those wealthy nobles compare with him? How many of them have actually read two books?
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"The Holy One has been assassinated. In recent days, **** and Yanwu Yanbin have to work all night to protect His Majesty outside the Yangxin Hall."
Su Shizong's words still echoed in his ears. Su Yin raised his foot and kicked away a stone. He turned to the team behind him and said, "Go over there and take a look."
The night is as cool as water.
The weather in late March was already cool, and there was even a cold breeze at night. There was silence inside and outside the palace, but there were three more guards guarding the palace than before, and they were not neglected even in the direction of the cold palace.
Emperor Yuan was assassinated this evening. The circumstances are unknown. Su Shizong was blocked outside the palace by Concubine Jing and others. According to the rules of the palace, foreign ministers were not allowed to enter the palace without an imperial decree.
In this way, only the three sons on duty in the palace had the opportunity to check whether the emperor was okay.
It's just that the eunuchs in charge inside and outside Yangxin Palace were all members of Yuan Wenzhi and Concubine Jing, and the original eunuchs and maids around the Holy Emperor were all temporarily detained by Concubine Jing for failing to protect their bodies. Su Yin, as a bodyguard, wanted to pry out the information and was undoubtedly better than Deng.
The weather is still difficult.
After sending the guards behind him away, Su Yin ducked to an unoccupied corner of the Yangxin Hall, pressed the buckle of his belt, and a thread suddenly popped out of the belt. After a soft sound, he latched onto the golden dragon-horned pillar that was flying above the eaves.
She took two steps back, grabbed the silver wire, and Su Yin used the force to climb onto the wall. In just three or five seconds, she was already lightly jumping on top of the wall.
According to the drawings of the Yangxin Hall given by Su Shizong, Su Yin quickly jumped to the direction of the bed in the main hall, gently pried up a brick with a shovel, and pushed aside the grass blades below, revealing the dimly lit hall.