The next morning, Zhao Ji, who had been unable to go to court for two months on the pretext of floods in Bianliang, finally remembered that he had to go to court early.
In the Daqing Hall, all civil and military officials stood in line, chatting and waiting for the Emperor Luan Yu.
Wearing a pair of gauze hat wings, Yang Lin shook his head from side to side, but did not see Cai Jing's figure.
Chao Chaoli stepped forward and whispered: "A few days ago, when the young master was controlling the water outside the city, the grand master felt unwell. It is said that he contracted the wind and cold."
What kind of shit is the wind and cold on a hot day? Cai Jing is probably overindulging in sexual pleasure. There are so many cute little girls in the Cai family, how can they resist it at such an old age?
Yang Lin nodded, thinking about how he should present the memorial now that Cai Jing was away, as he had wanted to ask him in advance.
Did you say that I received the news? Then the secret of Long Live Camp's intelligence collection would be exposed easily. Yang Lin frowned in thought. The officials around him glanced at him from time to time. It was obvious that the young Yang Lin was already a man of power in the Great Song Dynasty.
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At three o'clock in the morning, Zhao Jicai arrived belatedly. After all the officials paid their respects, Yang Jian loudly sang a promise: "If there is something to do, we will start to act, and if there is nothing to do, we will leave the court."
You've just come to court. Why don't you give up? Yang Lin secretly spat in his heart and said, "I have something to report to you."
Zhao Ji then opened his eyes and asked suspiciously: "Yang Aiqing, aren't you controlling the water?"
Yang Lin took a step forward, held the ivory tablet in his arms, and said in a solemn voice: "Your Majesty, I am in the big tent on the outskirts of the city. I dreamed of a fire snake with horns, a starry horse, a moon deer, a winged fire snake, and an earthworm hanging on the water.
The shape is called Suzaku, the ruler of the South. According to my calculations, great chaos may occur in the South."
As soon as these words came out, the court immediately exploded. Zeng Bu was the first to jump out, stroking his beard angrily and cursing: "What nonsense! When did the court of my Song Dynasty become your Yang Lin?"
Now that you have a Feng Shui Kanyu stall, I think you might as well give up your official career and go to the Imperial Street to set up a bamboo pole to tell people's fortunes."
Han Zhongyan also sneered and said: "Yang Shaozai is really knowledgeable and talented. My servant lost a hen with a broken leg last night. Can Shaozai tell me about it?"
Zhao Ji was in a state of confusion. To be honest, he really hoped that Yang Lin's words about the Immortal Emperor were true, but he wasn't very convinced either.
Now that he saw Yang Lin being attacked by a group of people, he was even more shaken, but he was also afraid that what Yang Lin said was true.
There was a congenital flaw in the founding of the Song Dynasty. The loss of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun caused constant wars and wars in the north. However, Jiangnan has been peaceful for a long time. Even if there is a great chaos, it will not happen in Jiangnan. This is what most people believe
a little.
The two big bosses raised their heads, but were there any officials below who did not wave their flags and shout? For a moment, the internal affairs were clear, and the old and new parties came out one after another to criticize Yang Lin for treating the court as a child's play.
As soon as Wang Chaoli and others came out of the queue, they were inundated with saliva. This small force was really not enough to fight against them.
Cai Jing, his great supporter, was not here, and all the officials in Cai Jing's sect shook their heads secretly. They didn't know why the young master went crazy and came to the court to tell fortunes.
Zhao Ji was upset and waved his hand to signal these people to stop. Yang Lin, who was in the center of the storm vortex, seemed indifferent to these ridicules, his face was as dark as water and he didn't say a word.
Looking at his appearance, Zhao Ji started to have hope again. At this time, he even thought that what Yang Lin said was true. In exchange for the turmoil in Jiangnan, he was indeed the Lord of Shenxiao Palace and the immortal emperor. In Zhao Ji's opinion, it was worth it.
The ministers in the court saw that Yang Lin, who had always been cunning, finally made a mistake. Can he let it go?
Taixue Chen Dong was even more red-faced and his words were sonorous, and he denounced Yang Lin as a Confucian scum who was ignorant and incompetent.
"Such a person is the number one scholar in high school. It is really a shame to our scholars!"
Zhao Ji saw that Yang Lin refused to argue and these people were aggressive. He sighed and fined Yang Lin three months' salary and stayed at home to reflect for half a month.
Bianliang is a city that has always been the most well-informed. The court meeting just ended in the morning, and it became the talk of the streets in the afternoon.
The news that the young prime minister Yang Lin, who was in the limelight, actually talked nonsense in the court, attracted criticism from hundreds of officials, and that he was reflecting at home in despair spread quickly.
Teahouses and wine shops, imperial study buildings, government offices, offices, streets, and small apartments are all filled with rumors, discussions, and ridicules.
This deviant number one scholar has always been in the limelight, but he didn't expect that this time he lost his mind and became a joke.
At Cai Jing's house, Cai Jing, who was lying in bed, remained silent after hearing Lan Congxi's description.
Lan Congxi chuckled lightly and said: "Wen Yuan has gone too far this time. With just a dream, he dared to declare that there will be chaos in Jiangnan. Isn't this nonsense? Now we and Han Zhongyan were in the same situation, and Wen Yuan and he are again
He has a grudge with the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and I'm afraid many people are waiting to see his jokes this time."
After Lan Congxi finished speaking, he looked up and saw that Cai Jing fell into deep thought.
"Eunxiang?"
Cai Jing raised his head weakly, and immediately the concubine who was waiting next to him sat on the bedside, letting his head rest comfortably on his chest.
"Wen Yuan is not such a reckless person. His actions seem to be frivolous, but they are all well-aimed. Moreover, this house has a wide road, is there really any news? These days, has Zhu Meng said that there are signs of chaos in Jiangnan?
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Lan Congxi disagreed and said with a smile: "That's what I'm talking about. Then Zhu Meng is in Jiangnan. How can it be less accurate than what Wenyuan knew. Zhu Meng sent people to Bianliang a few days ago and only said that everything in Jiangnan is fine."
Cai Jing frowned, and his face was already a little old, and he sighed: "Is it true that Yang Wenyuan really made a mistake and got carried away for once?"——
The city was full of storms outside, but it was very calm inside Zhaodefang. Yang Lin was reflecting on the rare time at home and recuperating for a few days.
Yanqing Temple sent thirty-six young Taoist priests to the Yang Mansion to follow their great uncle. Yang Lin asked Yun Niang to settle down well and freed up the courtyard for them.
It is not an exaggeration to say that Yang Lin is now the leader of Taoism. Just by drawing the emperor into Taoism, he is an unprecedented feat.
This suddenly raised the status of Taoism to a height that can be seen in all the mountains, especially the Yanqing Temple where he became a believer.
Yang Lin was idle at home, ignoring the cynicism outside, and devoted himself to studying health preservation with the Taoist priests.
Under a cherry tree, Taoist Priest Mei Yun of Yanqing Temple sat on a futon and explained patiently: "The universe depends on the hands, and all transformations come from the body. Yin and Yang, the five elements, and hidden images and meridians, as long as they comply with the laws of the universe, evil spirits can be driven away and disasters can be avoided.
, take your luck with you and keep fit.”
Yang Lin picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and asked enthusiastically: "There is always an excess of yang and a deficiency of yin. Nourishing yin and replenishing yang is the right way. We are teaching Zhengyi, is there any way to help me be majestic when I am in charge of my daughter?"
Without losing money.”
Elder Mei Yundao blushed and said in a low voice: "Reporting to Uncle Master, there is a method, but it requires frequent practice."
"What's so difficult about this? I, Master Chiyang, have the most endurance. Please teach me quickly."