To be honest, Chu Wan's death was entirely his own fault. His death was not even a splash in the long history of history, although his own death was very wasteful. Compared to the entire era, his death was so insignificant.
It is insignificant, so inconspicuous. However, it is considered a big event for the current situation of the Northern Han Dynasty.
That afternoon, the news of Chu Wan's death spread among the civil and military officials, as well as among the people. People everywhere were vividly describing the scene at that time, vomiting as if the narrator had experienced it personally. But only
One group of people who fell into silence after hearing Chu Wan's death was the group of royal censors at the censorship station.
Chu Wansang was heartbroken. This man died unjustly. No one could say that this man died unjustly. Even Wan's colleagues in Yushitai didn't have any sympathy, some were just worried. Although it was said that Chu Wan's death was his own fault, but
Who can guarantee that if Prince Zhong has a whim, a second Chu Wan will soon appear in Yushitai?
Such worry and panic soon spread among the Yushitai officials, like a plague that no one could stop. This plague was so fierce and unstoppable that people in the Yushitai were soon panicked. This was a
The impact of a rapid psychological storm is enough to change a person's decision.
Therefore, in the afternoon of that day, a few timid censors went to Yangping Street to work voluntarily. To be honest, the censors were really good at talking. Although at the beginning they were embarrassed because of their shame.
I was embarrassed to speak, but as one censor took the first step under the psychological influence of breaking the jar and began to state the pros and cons to the king and the people, the others gradually let go.
Later, Liu Ling greatly admired the first censor who gave a speech. He said: "This man is very courageous and eloquent. He has the potential to do pyramid schemes."
It’s just that no one understands what MLM is?
More and more people gathered around the censors, and everyone was actually more interested in practical matters and national affairs. However, at that time, the government affairs of the country were not allowed to be discussed at will. Now that adults have come forward to reveal the inside story, they are greatly satisfied.
The gossip psychology of common people.
When they learned that the treasury was empty, if they could not collect the amount of annual tribute required by the Liao Kingdom, the Liao Kingdom's cavalry might go south, and everyone would be destroyed by then. Many wealthy households donated money at that time, and even ordinary people began to donate.
.Although the amount of their donations is not comparable to those of wealthy households, only one or two coppers, this is already an excellent start.
At this moment, Liu Ling, the culprit who forced the imperial censors to give speeches on the street to legally raise funds, and Prince Zhong of the Han Dynasty were telling jokes to the current emperor, Emperor Xiao, in the Chengxian Hall.
Liu Ling took a sip of tea and said, "I passed by a workshop a few days ago and saw a craftsman carving a tombstone. The inscription on the tombstone made my brother very speechless."
Emperor Xiao smiled and asked: "What inscription?"
Liu Lingdao: "Liang Gong, he was studying essays when he was young, but he failed in many tests. He became angry and practiced martial arts, and killed drummers with one shot. Later he studied medicine, but no one paid attention to him for three years. One day he caught wind and cold, wrote a prescription to treat himself, and died!"
Emperor Xiao spat out the sip of tea he had just taken into his mouth. He raised his finger and pointed at Liu Ling and cursed with a smile: "Old Jiu, you are a guy who knows how to make up stories to ridicule people. I think this inscription is fake."
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Liu Ling chuckled and said, "It's fake."
In fact, Liu Ling heard this story in his previous life, and he didn't know whether it was true or false.
Emperor Xiao said: "Actually, Mr. Liang is doing better, but it's a pity that the drummer died unjustly."
He smiled, and the previously frowning brows relaxed. Liu Ling felt relieved when he saw it, and then said with a smile: "Regardless of whether the story is true or not, it is enough to make His Majesty smile."
Emperor Xiao patted Liu Ling on the shoulder and said, "I know your intentions. There are too many trivial things to worry about these days, and it is inevitable that you will feel depressed. After this period, you will get better."
He walked to the table, picked up a memorial, opened it and took a look at it. He raised his hand and handed it to Liu Ling and said, "Look at this."
Seeing that Liu Ling hesitated and didn't answer, Emperor Xiao immediately smiled and said, "It's okay, let's take a look."
Liu Ling took it and looked down.
It turned out that this memorial was written by him, with sharp words and thousands of eloquent words. Taking the incident of Liu Ling instructing people to beat the imperial censor to death in the street as an introduction, he wrote that Liu Ling ignored the law of the country, wasted no time on human life, and was domineering and disobedient.
It also lists in detail twelve major crimes, thirty-six minor crimes, and forty-eight crimes committed by Liu Ling. If Ling Chi were to punish him, he would probably be executed lightly.
Liu Ling looked at the signature on the back of the memorial, and it turned out to be Pei Hao, the Minister of Justice!
Emperor Xiao glanced at Liu Ling and said, "This memorial was just submitted by Lu Sen, who is on duty at the Military Aircraft Department today. I asked him what he thought before. What do you think he said?"
Liu Ling said with a smile: "According to Mr. Lu's temperament, he naturally suppressed it and said nothing. If it is right, Mr. Lu will definitely persuade your majesty not to tell me about this matter. Then he went to Pei Hao and told him not to tell me.
Never give such a memorial again."
Emperor Xiao gave Liu Ling an appreciative look and said, "As for the cleverness in the world..."
Liu Ling said: "Liu Ling is undoubtedly the second best in the world, second only to Your Majesty."
Emperor Xiao laughed loudly and said, "How come you know how to compliment?"
After sitting down, he asked: "In your opinion, what should we do about this matter?"
Liu Ling thought for a while and said, "I think that this memorial can be presented to the ministers for discussion by Your Majesty tomorrow morning."
Emperor Xiao: "Oh? What does this mean?"
Liu Ling actually knew that his second brother was pretending to be confused, so he immediately said: "This Pei Hao is not a reckless and stupid person. He must also understand in his heart. The fabricated and hearsay things in this memorial are not enough to convince His Majesty.
He is alienated from my brother, so he obviously has other motives for doing this."
"Maybe he just wanted to send a signal."
Emperor Xiao nodded appreciatively and said three words: "Don't be afraid of death."
Liu Ling said: "Pei Hao probably has something else to say, but he seems to have something unspeakable. If he wants to use this memorial to attract someone or something, then why don't your Majesty give him a chance?"
Emperor Xiao nodded and said: "In that case, I will bring this memorial to you tomorrow morning and let the civil and military officials in the court discuss it to see what Pei Hao is up to!"
In Qingyi Lane in Taiyuan City, two women, one large and one small, were walking slowly. The older woman was wearing a snow-white skirt, her steps were light and graceful. She was not very tall, but her body proportions were perfect.
, and didn't make any other movements, just walking so slowly, every step seemed to make the man's heart tremble.
Following her was a little maid who was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old. She was wearing aqua-green clothes and had long pink and jade-like hair. She was really a beauty. The little maid pouted as she walked.
He seemed to be complaining about something.
These two people were none other than Chen Ziyu and her maid Jiaer.
"Miss! You are so generous. You have thrown in so much money. If you don't feel sorry for me, I still feel sorry for you!"
Jia'er pouted and said angrily. As she walked, she looked through the small bag embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks. No matter how carefully she searched, she couldn't find a single copper. When she thought about it, she had saved all the money to prepare for her next trip.
I bought it as a gift for Miss Yue's birthday, and she felt distressed.
"We have only been here in Taiyuan City for less than three months. The locals don't donate money, so what are we going to do? They all say it's none of their business and just ignore it. Miss, you really think of yourself as a Northern Han person.
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She walked and talked, and the more she thought about it, the more unhappy she became.
"Shut up!"
Chen Ziyu suddenly stopped, turned around, stared at Jia'er's face and shouted softly. Jia'er was walking when she was startled by Chen Ziyu's voice. She looked up and saw that her young lady's face was not good-looking.
, obviously really angry. Chen Ziyu had always treated her like a sister, and this was the first time he scolded her so loudly.
Jia'er felt aggrieved and would cry when her eyes turned red.
Seeing her like this, Chen Ziyu walked up to her and stretched out his hand to gently touch her face twice. He sighed and said, "Jia'er, when we get to Taiyuan City, we must treat ourselves as if we are from Taiyuan City."
The two of us have traveled so far to get here, and we have always been dependent on each other. Every step we take is cautious and fearful. Now that we have finally become involved with Liu Ling, how can we not be cautious? "
She said softly: "Donating some money is a trivial matter, letting Liu Ling see it is the key. As long as we attract his attention, even if we just become a maid in his loyal prince's palace, our life will be easier, you
Understand?"
There were still tears in Jia'er's eyes, and she felt much better after being comforted by Chen Ziyu. She twitched her nose a few times, stretched out her hand to wipe the tears gathered at the corners of her eyes and said, "Miss, Jia'er knows I was wrong."
Chen Ziyu smiled and said: "I know the life we live like this is a little bit harder. It's not as good as when we were at home. If you come out with me, you will be wronged."
Jia'er was saddened by what she said. She took Chen Ziyu's hand and said, "Miss, I'm not afraid of suffering. I'm just afraid that you will be wronged. When we were at home, we had good food and clothing, but now...Miss,
When can we go home?"
Chen Ziyu said sadly: "Can we... still go back?"
Jia'er saw that the young lady was affected by her emotions and felt uneasy, so she quickly comforted her and said: "Don't worry, young lady, as long as we can get closer to the loyal prince Liu Ling, we will definitely be able to return home in glory in the future."
After saying that, she clenched her little fists and said, "Huh! Can you run away from the person who is attracted by the lady?"
Chen Ziyu was amused by her and laughed. He nodded her nose and said, "Let's go. We've been out for half a day and it's time to go back."
Jia'er nodded and said as he walked: "It's just a pity. Who would have thought that the unlucky prince would fall so easily? We originally expected to rely on him to support us and we would have no worries about food and clothing, but in the end
I almost followed him to the underworld to report to the King of Hell, what a bad luck."
Chen Ziyu chuckled and said: "Jia'er, you talk about virtue. We just stood on the wrong team from the beginning. We can't blame others. In fact, the prince Liu Zheng is also quite pitiful. He is not stupid. He knows that if he doesn't work hard,
If you think about it, you will never be able to control your destiny. Unfortunately, he didn't know who his opponent was until his death."
Jia'er sighed and said: "If he had known today, Liu Zheng would have regretted why he didn't kill Prince Zhong in the prison?"
Chen Ziyu clenched his fists and said to himself with bright eyes: "This time, I will never stand in the wrong team again!" (To be continued)
