Sure enough, Xu Wenqu was kneeling in front of the emperor, with a book of poems thrown on the ground next to him.
Yan Shiyue stepped forward and bowed, then picked up the poetry book and looked at it. Although she didn't understand it very well, she could tell that there were indeed a lot of slanderous words in it.
Emperor Ming Yan gave a signal, and then someone came forward and explained the matter.
Xu Wenqu is currently a bachelor's degree student. They work in the west hall, which is a large hall, but there are three entrances inside and outside, and their screens are scattered around to form small office rooms.
Today, Xu asked Su Ping, his colleague next door. He said that he had an authentic work of Wu Daozi at home. He was asked several times by his colleagues, so he reluctantly took it for a look.
Then everyone gathered at his side to appreciate the painting. In the crowd, someone knocked down the screen, and the screen fell to Xu Wenqu's side.
At that time, Xu Wenqu was on duty in front of the emperor, and everyone felt sorry for it, so they helped sort it out. Then someone discovered the book of poems hidden under the case, and when he flipped through it, he found anti-poetry.
Because the west hall is actually very close to the imperial study, these people discussed it and came to complain.
What a precise game!
With so many people involved at once, no one knows who is the driving hand! Even the people in the game may not know!
Yan Shiyue couldn't think of a good idea for a while, and said anxiously: "But Mr. Xu won't do this!"
Someone coughed and explained to her: "Master, this is indeed Xu Qing's handwriting, and it is consistent with Xu Qing's habit of writing poems... Moreover, some of the things mentioned in the middle are also consistent with some of Xu Qing's experiences.
...right."
Someone came forward and kowtowed: "Master Prime Minister, Li Jinzhong, a junior official, had some misunderstandings with Xu Xueshi back then. It must be Xu Xu who holds grudges against his subordinates. I would like to ask Prime Minister to atone for his sins."
Yan Shiyue pursed her lips.
She said seriously: "But if someone really wrote an anti-poetry, he could hide it at home! Why bring it to the palace! Are you afraid that others won't know? This is unreasonable!"
Someone said: "Mr. Prime Minister, first of all, I heard that Xu Qing is living in His Highness's house. Everyone who comes and goes is the dragon guard, so it may not be private. Secondly, this collection of poems is hidden under the case. If it wasn't
The screen fell down today, so even if someone came over to drink tea and talk, they wouldn't be able to see it."
Yan Shiyue fell silent.
No matter how stupid she is, she still knows that this is aimed at her.
But how should this situation be resolved?
Xu Wenqu raised his head and gave her a wink, and said loudly: "Prime Minister, those who are clean will themselves clean up. Please, Prime Minister, please don't interfere in this matter."
She pondered what Xu Wenqu meant.
He probably wanted to say that there was no way that the other party really wanted to kill him, and that would be a feud, so... it was okay for her to just ignore it?
But how could she not care??
Lin Fujian took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, although Xu Qing encountered setbacks when he was young, now that he has reached the first place in the imperial examination and is serving as an imperial minister, his official career can be said to be smooth. According to common sense, there should not be such resentment.
, I am more inclined to think that this is framed by someone."
Immediately, someone taunted: "Mr. Lin Ge is now saying this, 'I take it for granted'?"
Another person said: "Xu Qing had many times caught swords for the Prime Minister, wrote theories on foot binding, and told students all kinds of books. His literary talent is Pei Ran, his words are Zhuji, and his previous dynasty was like a brocade, so why is there any resentment in his heart?"
"Even if he has merit, he cannot deny his fault!"
"It is precisely because of his literary talent Pei Ran... Tell me, who can ghostwrite this collection of poems? Isn't it written by Xu Wenqu?"
"Exactly," someone said, "The evidence is as solid as a mountain. The prime minister cannot decide right and wrong based on his own assumptions. He should leave it to Dali Temple to decide."
"Xu Qing received the kindness of the Prime Minister and the Emperor to meet him, but he complained about the King because of trivial matters in the past, and the Prime Minister still spoke for him. Where can he leave the Emperor?"
"The Prime Minister's heart is like the curling moon in the autumn. When he encounters this matter, it is possible that he cannot believe it for a moment."
"There is a difference between closeness and distance, and the Prime Minister should consider it carefully."
These people were all talking and arguing. Yan Shiyue was at a loss for what to do and couldn't help but look at Emperor Ming Yan.
Emperor Ming Yan's face was as dark as water, and he just looked at her quietly.
Yan Shiyue withdrew his gaze.
She calmed down completely and knew that Emperor Ming Yan would not help her in this matter.
After all, with so much "irrefutable evidence", how could he know who wrote this poem?
Lin Fujian curled his lips slightly, then immediately stopped.
Which king can tolerate the word "rebellion"? He had already expected Emperor Ming Yan's attitude.
Xu Wenqu kowtowed to her again: "Mr. Prime Minister, Xu Qing has a clear conscience. Please don't worry, Mr. Prime Minister. I think we will get to the bottom of things when we come to Dali Temple."
Yan Shiyue avoided his courtesy and bit her lip in thought.
Trial everyone involved? Even if there is a suspect, there is no evidence.
Starting from the collection of poems? There is little chance of finding the words, paper, ink, etc. As for poems, there are so many talented people? If Xu Wenqu is asked to imitate others in writing poems, he should be able to do it.
There was silence in the room, and Emperor Yan of the Ming Dynasty ordered: "Xu Qing is temporarily imprisoned, and we will go to Dali Temple to investigate and report."
Yan Shiyue said anxiously: "Yeah!"
Emperor Ming Yan glared at her: "Be obedient!"
The minister of Dali Temple stepped forward and responded: "I obey the decree." Someone stepped forward and tried to pull Xu Qing away.
Lin Fujian and others slowly relaxed their shoulders and exchanged several looks silently.
The first step is done.
The next step is to start from her side and convince her to introduce a scapegoat, killing two birds with one stone!
Watching them drag Xu Qing away, the Dali Temple Minister reached out to pick up the poetry collection on the ground. Yan Shiyue suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"
Emperor Ming Yan said: "Fuyan, don't mess around!"
"I'm not messing around!" Yan Shiyue said upward: "Father, I suddenly thought of something. Mr. Xu's handwriting, Mr. Xu's writing style, and Mr. Xu's desk desk, these are all irrefutable evidence, but
What if I can come up with other 'iron-conclusive evidence' to prove Mr. Xu's innocence?"
She bowed: "Father, please give me a quarter of an hour, so I can convince everyone."
Emperor Ming Yan said: "Accurate."
Yan Shiyue asked the minister of Dali Temple: "Sir, can the ink on this collection of poems be new?"
The minister of Dali Temple said: "The ink is still fresh, it must have been written for less than ten days."
She asked Mr. Xu again: "Sir, is there an earth dragon in the west hall?"
Everyone was completely baffled. Xu Wenqu was puzzled, but he still replied: "No, we will use the fire tray in winter, but we will withdraw it after February."
"Have you read that poem, sir?"
"See it."
"Is the poem full of resentment and dissatisfaction with the king? Is his heart worthy of death??"
Everyone: "......???"
Are you trying to help him or save him? Are you planning to give up on him?
Lin Fujian was also puzzled, but felt something was wrong for no reason, and stared at her closely.
Xu Wenqu narrowed his eyelashes slightly.
But then he raised his eyes, looked directly at her, smiled, and said word for word: "Xiaguan has read a few songs, and they are all passionate and express his feelings. It is obvious that he has resentment in his heart, and his heart... can be punished." (