Even if Shuiyun Temple really becomes a den of prostitution, there will be many female relatives there. In the palace alone, Chen Xuanshi is not the only one. How many of the Xuanshi in the palace want to ask for a noble son without praying silently?
To put it bluntly, even the princess has been there. Of course, when the princess goes, there are at least eight maids and women in front and behind her, so there is absolutely no problem, but this also means that everyone has been there, so it is really her turn to be unlucky?
After comforting himself in this way, Zhou Liang felt much more comfortable and no longer so anxious.
Just as I was about to climb down from the rockery, there was a sudden noise in the distance.
Zhou Liang's hands and feet trembled, and he almost fell down from the rockery. He hurriedly held on with his hands, stood up high again, and looked toward the noise.
It's okay if you don't look at it. When you look at it, your whole body seems to have fallen into an ice cellar.
Then I saw many people holding torches, forming a fiery snake, coming towards Chen Xuan's courtyard and the house where he lived!
It's over, the prince must have discovered Chen Xuanshi's problem, and also discovered that he had deceived the master.
When Zhou Liang climbed down from the rockery, he was so frightened that he was sweating all over his body and could hardly stand still.
It's over, it's all over!
"What can we do? What can we do?" He was like a headless chicken, running around in circles.
"If you lie to your master, you will be beaten to death. How can I lie to my master with my rotten mouth? You really killed me, you killed me!"
But it's useless to complain about my mouth anymore. The matter has come to this, if you continue to stay, you may be caught in the front and beaten to death in front of everyone!
Zhou Liangzai did not hesitate, and immediately ran along the path among the flowers to the dark door, tremblingly took out the key, took out a bunch of keys and tried them one by one.
My hands were shaking and rustling, and I finally found the right key. I poked it twice but failed to aim at the copper lock. Then I heard a "pop" sound and slapped myself hard. Then I opened it again and successfully unlocked the small door.
opened.
Hearing just a "squeak", the door opened. When Zhou Liang came out to take a look, there was a small alley outside, and there was no one at all. He wanted to step out, but hesitated again. His heart was full of panic and uneasiness: "If you go out through this door, there will be no one there."
It’s time to turn back!”
I lingered at the door for a long time. At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice in the distance. The voice was very vague, but a bit familiar.
"Quickly, catch Zhou Liang. The prince said, beat him to death on the spot."
The voice seemed to be that of Zhang Wang. Zhou Liang's gallbladder burst as soon as he could no longer hesitate. He shouted, gritted his teeth and rushed out.
Shuntianfu
At this time, the clouds in the sky covered the moon, there was no rain, and there was still a slight breeze, which drove away the sweltering heat.
A banquet was held in the West Flower Hall of the inner yamen. The lanterns were lit, and the sheng and bamboo pipes were played on both sides. Twelve girls danced gracefully, jingled their steps, and sang along with the music. There was a banquet on the table in the middle. Several people present were listening, all with their own thoughts.
Worry.
As soon as the singing stopped, everyone praised it. Luo Pei sighed: "This is so pure and beautiful. It would be great if there were singing and dancing like this, plus calligraphy and painting."
"Painting and calligraphy? I just have one!" As he spoke, Cui Zhaoquan, a cabinet scholar and minister of the Ministry of War, sat upright, waved his hand, and took out a newly mounted painting, saying: "You are all learned people, please identify it.
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Everyone came closer and saw that the color of the paper was good, with only one or two seals on it, but the main picture depicted a group of new scholars. One of them was particularly conspicuous, and his lips seemed to be talking.
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other. Luo Pei looked at the painting very carefully, sighed, and said: "This is the painting of the Chief Assistant and you and me when we were admitted to the Jinshi. You are really thoughtful."
Yin Tanping, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, also came to see him. Although he was the lowest rank, he was still in the third rank. He also managed the judicial system, public security, civil affairs, finance, official sacrifices and Shuntian rural examinations in the capital. He could also directly report to the emperor, so his power was not small.
Therefore, he did not appear to be awkward in this circle of people, and he was even more capable of dancing. He took a closer look and said, "This must be the work of the famous teacher Wu Jianian."
"It's a pity that Wu Jianian failed to pass the imperial examination in Beijing and failed to seek an official position. He ended up in a brothel."
"Despite this, there are not many paintings. This man was frustrated in his official career, so he wanted to seek immortality, and gradually became less of a human being, so I remembered it."
As he spoke, he looked at Su Ziji: "Your Majesty's poetry and paintings are unparalleled in the world. What do you think of this painting?"
Su Ziji smiled and had a good impression of this Fu Yin. In this position, he actually seemed to have great power, but he also had to be a doormat often.
There are many dignitaries in the capital, not to mention the kings, but also the old princes and princes, whose status can overwhelm the palace princes. Not to mention, the dandy boys in the prince's palace drink and play with birds, and they will cause trouble from time to time.
Moreover, there are often young masters with similar power competing with each other, causing trouble in Shuntian Prefecture. The governor of Shuntian Prefecture can only offend no one, and the two sides are at odds.
Being able to do hard work in the mud for a long time, and still being able to do it, rather than being defeated by ginseng, shows that this person does have some skills.
And this dinner is considered a farewell party.
Luo Pei was about to rush to the southwest. Here, the chief assistant and the Minister of War, together with him, could not be disappointed at this time, so they smiled and went up to take a closer look.
After a long time, he said: "I have also heard of Wu Jianian. His poems are as exquisite as those of the previous dynasty Ji Luozhi. Just looking at this painting alone, although it is as prosperous as possible, but if you look closely at its style and artistic conception, it is still a bit distant. It is said that it is fairy spirit, or it may have some
Feelings of self-pity.”
Luo Pei listened quietly. Even though he had thousands of words to say to the king, it was not easy to speak under the circumstances. He just said: "What you are saying is, I still remember, this is the first encore in this dynasty, except
Your Majesty, we all came out of this imperial examination, so we entered the official career, it has been thirty years now, it is really like a dream."
This was said with emotion, but everyone present knew that Luo Pei was already acting as the king, and the reason why Luo Pei went to the southwest seemed to be because he gained power and was trusted by the emperor. In fact, the emperor cut off one of the arm of the acting king.
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It's just that this knife is a blunt knife to kill people. As long as Luo Pei still has Dai Wang in his heart, this is Dai Wang's opportunity.
But then again, there are thousands of mountains and rivers in between, and across the sea, Luo Pei is determined to protect his lord. If something happens to the capital, he is beyond his reach and can't help.
The disadvantages of the acting king could not be more obvious. He has a shallow foundation, too few party members, and lacks connections. Compared with the three kings, the available people are simply in a quagmire.
Although the advantages are obvious, with this disadvantage, it is difficult to distance yourself from the three kings.
Hey, what does that person on the dragon throne think? What does he think of the acting king? Even Zhao Xu, the first assistant, was a little hesitant when he thought about this, let alone others.
Zhao Xu originally looked indifferent, but after listening to Luo Pei's emotion, he changed the topic: "Wu Jia's New Year paintings are good, but unfortunately the poems are only average. Maybe he knows it, so there are no poems in the paintings."
Su Ziji was originally smiling, but suddenly his ears twitched and he suddenly smiled. Just one smile made everyone around him feel like a spring breeze.
"Is there any poetry missing? This Hanlin scene is originally a poem to praise saints. I'm not good at it, but I'll just pick up a pen!"
Everyone's eyes lit up, it was Dai Wang who was going to write a poem!
How many people in the capital don't know that writing poetry on behalf of the king is a skill?
Yin Tanping, the governor of Shuntian Prefecture, hurriedly asked people to bring paper and pen. Su Ziji splashed ink and wrote directly: "Qing Deng Ke"
Thirty years ago, Guike was promoted, and now it is a joy to go to Luangwo.
God's grace is so great that articles are precious, but humanity's glory and splendor have nothing to gain or lose.
Thousands of miles of clouds are flying in the sky, and there are many sounds of wild geese in the wind and moon at the fifth watch.
I feel ashamed that I have no virtue to reward those who know me, and I only write new poems to praise the nine waves.
As soon as I finished writing, I heard three "boom, boom, boom" sounds, and the sound of drumming outside was loud and came straight through.