So Shen Lie and Li Rusong hit it off immediately, and they got together to discuss how to plan the martial arts lecture hall and military parade.
The more Li Rusong thought about it, the more he felt that this martial arts hall was wonderful, so he excitedly said: "Let's go, come with me."
Followed him into the study room of Li Mansion.
Close the door.
On the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, indescribable dry laughter rang out in the study room of the Li Mansion: "Haha...hahaha...wonderful!"
One person is short-term, two people are long-term.
The two of them muttered in the study all morning before concocting a memorial. Then Li Rusong stuffed the memorial into his sleeves and said excitedly.
"Go...into the palace."
The second day of the new year.
In the palace.
According to the royal etiquette of the Ming Dynasty, the second day of the Lunar New Year was supposed to be the time for the tea banquet between the monarch and his ministers.
The so-called tea banquet means that on this day, the emperor and his ministers took off their official dragon robes and wore ordinary clothes to enjoy tea and chat in the Qianqing Palace.
Qianqing Palace is already a deep palace, and men other than the emperor are not allowed to enter on weekdays, with the exception of the second to fourth days of the new year.
To show that the monarch and his ministers are in harmony and as close as one family.
Of course.
In addition to the important ministers of the cabinet, there are probably only six ministers and senior officials at the level of ministers who are eligible to enter the Qianqing Palace, so the sandalwood scent lingers in the Qianqing Palace early in the morning.
Zhang Siwei, the ministers headed by Shen Shixing, were sipping tea while secretly looking at the depressed emperor, trying their best not to make any sound.
Together with the maids and eunuchs serving on the side, they all stared at their toes with trepidation, for fear of provoking the emperor's wrath.
As soon as we arrived, the tea party broke up unhappy.
The ministers resigned.
Zhu Yijun hurriedly left the Qianqing Palace with his hands behind his back. After leaving the palace, he instinctively wanted to go to Yanxi Palace, but...
At this moment.
The image of Zheng Shuyi with disheveled hair and crying non-stop appeared in Zhu Yijun's mind, and his brows immediately wrinkled. This mood...
It's like suddenly eating a fly while tasting delicious food.
By this time.
Only then did Zhu Yijun realize that his beloved concubine, who had exquisite makeup every day, was charming and lively, was not perfect. It turned out that she also had such an inappropriate and even rude side.
In fact, for Zheng Jing'er, this ugly side should not be shown in front of him...
"snort!"
Zhu Yijun, who was feeling awkward in his heart, let out a cold snort and walked back to Qianqing Palace with his hands behind his back. He had nowhere to vent the anger he was holding.
The authorities are obsessed with it.
He didn't realize it for a while, but in fact, in his heart, there was already a rift, or rather a big pimple, between him and his beloved concubine Zheng Jing'er, a lingering ugliness.
Zhu Yijun entered the palace and picked up the articles on the Long case and looked at it. He had ordered the magistrates of Shuntian Prefecture and Daxing County to investigate the case thoroughly.
but.
Judging from the confessions of Zheng's family and the accounts of his widowers, Zheng Shuyi's father was indeed burning a charcoal pot to keep warm late at night and died of the poison inadvertently.
The cause of death seems very reasonable.
It was too cold that night.
Father Zheng seemed to have added a few more pieces of charcoal to the charcoal basin unintentionally, and those pieces of charcoal seemed to have been accidentally wet by snowflakes, and the windows were open, and they seemed to have been blown by the biting northwest wind. The door was closed, and then it turned into a tragedy.
No matter how you look at it, it's an accident.
As Zhu Yijun reluctantly put down the article.
Only then did the imperial eunuch dare to step forward cautiously and said softly: "Your Majesty, Li Rusong, the deputy general of the Shenji Battalion, and Shen Lie, a thousand households in the East Factory, would like to see you."
Zhu Yijun raised his head, his expression immediately turned to shame and anger, and he let out a low roar: "Let the two of them...get out of here!"
Following Li Rusong, who was wearing ordinary clothes, Shen Lie walked into the Qianqing Palace, raised his head and looked at the emperor who was sitting upright with a gloomy look on his face.
The two of them felt a little apprehensive.
You push me, I push you and you are about to pay homage.
However, the emperor's low roar sounded in the palace: "You bastard... where have you two died these past few days... How dare you not come to the national ceremony!"
Shen Lie hurriedly lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "I know that I am guilty. Please calm down your majesty."
Li Rusong looked innocent but could not defend himself.
That innocent look seemed to say, I was wronged, I was not absent, yesterday, the first day of the Lunar New Year, I rushed to the palace early in the morning.
But he didn't dare to speak or defend.
Immediately afterwards.
The emperor seemed to have found a punching bag, and shouted at Shen Lie: "You, you... fined for half a year... dismissed from office but retained in office!"
Shen Lie hurriedly bowed and responded: "I will accept my punishment. Please calm down your majesty."
aside.
Li Rusong hesitated to speak. He really wanted to say that His Majesty was angry. He already had no salary if he was dismissed and kept in office. If he was fined for another half a year, wouldn't it be unnecessary to take off his pants and fart?
But he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only listen with a low eyebrow.
Although Mr. Li has kept a low profile, the emperor's punishment still came: "Li Rusong... you will also be fined half a year's salary!"
Mr. Li was speechless and could only lower his head and said: "Hey... yes, I finally obeyed the order, accepted the punishment, and thanked the Lord for his kindness."
Li Rusong grimaced and muttered silently in his heart, although this salary was nothing, he was wronged.
Who is this provoking?
What a disaster for fish in the pond.
After a while.
As the emperor severely punished Shen Lie, who was absent from the state ceremony, and also punished Li Rusong, his anger seemed to subside a little, and he sneered at the two of them again.
"Where have you two been fooling around these past few days? I see that you two are in high spirits. I guess you are very happy!"
The fury of thunder has passed.
Shen Lie then winked at his side.
Li Rusong finally caught the opportunity, so he stepped forward and bowed: "Your Majesty... I have my own report!"
Zhu Yijun was stunned by this voice. He looked at Li Rusong with a suspicious look on his fair and fat face: "Oh...who are you going to play!"
He watched Li Rusong hand over the memorial in a serious manner.
Long live the Lord became even more confused, and couldn't help but ponder in his mind. Although this vulgar warrior was somewhat literate, he rarely wrote letters to express his opinions.
Guess.
He thought it was too troublesome to write a memorial...
And Shen Lie.
This person has never been to a memorial. He probably doesn’t know how to write a memorial.
This scene.
It's like the sun is rising in the west.
Although the court was closed on the second day of the Lunar New Year and the emperor was on vacation, Zhu Yijun still took the memorial and read it carefully word for word.
And then.
Zhu Yijun was stunned. He raised his head and looked at Li Rusong, then at Shen Lie, and it became clear to him. Didn't he know his right and left arms?
This was probably Shen Lie's idea again.
But Zhu Yijun said nothing and lowered his head to read the memorial. He was quickly attracted by the contents of the memorial and could not help but murmur to himself.
"Lectures on martial arts..."
The emperor was a little confused.
Just started.
He thought this was some kind of hall, but later he gradually understood that this was actually an academy similar to the Imperial Academy of the Ming Dynasty.
A college specially opened for the children of distinguished people.