please respect yourself

The several miles long street is brightly lit, many shops have hung lotus lanterns, and many shops selling food for the Mid-Autumn Festival have placed pots of laurel in front of the doors, just waiting for the fragrance to come in.

It was hot in July, and for some reason there were gusts of cold wind blowing towards us.Cheng Zangzhi is a trachoma who sheds tears when he sees the wind. After several gusts of wind, his eyes are already full of tears. In addition, his face is beautiful and has a poignant beauty that I still feel sorry for, which is incompatible with his handsome figure.

"What's your eye?" Yan Suiyuan was very embarrassed by the pedestrians coming and going, and finally couldn't help asking.

Cheng Zangzhi groped around in his sleeves and pockets, but he still couldn't find his medicine bottle. Suddenly, he couldn't think of eye drops for a long time, and he threw the medicine bottle aside to cool off.

He said uncomfortably: "When I was a child, I didn't listen to my parents, and I always cried against the wind, so I fell into the problem of crying against the wind. Don't worry, it's nothing serious, the old and the young."

Yan Suiyuan wanted to reply: Mr. Cheng is too worried, I am not worried.Suddenly, he remembered the boy who shed blood and tears ten years ago, so he swallowed the words.

"...So that's why you take extra care of Qin Mengshi? She is blind, but you are in tears." Yan Suiyuan changed the subject.

"It's not because of this, but I just feel that if someone can pay for me like this, maybe I'm just a dandy with a sword-wielding style." The meaning of Cheng Zangzhi's words is unclear.

"Master Cheng's words are too pitiful. Has no one made an exception for Master Cheng?" Yan Suiyuan disagreed.

There was another gust of wind, and Cheng Zangzhi felt that he might really be unable to stop his tears.However, when it was dark in front of him, Yan Suiyuan blocked the gust of wind behind him for him.

The crow's hair was blown by the wind, and the sky was full of debris and stars. Cheng Zangzhi's gaze shifted from the spot of light to Yan Suiyuan's fair neck, removed the gnat in his throat, and said: "There really was such a person who ignored the laws of the country, the order of the king, and the military discipline for me. Man, it's a pity that now he doesn't recognize me."

Yan Sui wished to droop his eyelashes, pouring wind behind him, not commenting or enlightening.

Although Cheng Zangzhi misses the pumpkin millet porridge and tofu brains served by the grandmother in the alley corner, but because Yan Sui is willing to wear a proper official uniform with a dignified appearance, the shabby alley corner cannot accommodate him as a high-ranking official.

In the brightly lit atmospheric restaurant, Cheng Zangzhi ordered two bowls of pumpkin and millet porridge and two bowls of tofu nao with a suspicious look from the waiter.

The millet porridge with golden sand and jade grains is steaming hot and attractive.The bean curd head like Hetian white jade is sprinkled with a little dried shrimps and soybeans, and the rich bean aroma stirs up the taste buds of diners like a spirit.

"Although, I do several jobs, but I only get one salary," Cheng Zangzhi turned the spoon to Yan Suiyuan, "These are simple, but they are not shabby at all. Don't dislike me, I It’s not that I’m not willing to give you two taels of silver, and it’s too wasteful to serve a full feast of Han Chinese.”

"..."

With this situation and Cheng Zangzhi's words, Yan Suiyuan thought for no reason that her husband took his daughter-in-law out, and the daughter-in-law wanted to buy something, but the husband stopped him with affection and reason.

Yan Sui was willing to abandon his absurd thoughts, sat upright and said, "Master Cheng, let's talk about that tramp first."

Cheng Zangzhi took a sip of the millet porridge and said, "What? Without that tramp, Master Yan couldn't eat? I asked myself that my appearance can barely bring disaster to the country and the people. Why is it that Master Yan is not as good as a tramp?"

"..." The baby's face couldn't keep up with Cheng Zangzhi's fickleness, Yan Suiyuan ignored it, and just said: "That man is not a vagabond. Although he is dressed in rags, he doesn't smell like a vagabond."

Cheng Zangzhi's complexion changed violently, and the food suddenly became tasteless.When others are eating, he can actually say such words? !Yan Suiyuan, oh Yan Suiyuan, you really live up to everyone's expectations and you are so straightforward that he can't swallow it.

"Master Yan is as meticulous as a hair, not only is that man not a tramp, but he has connections with the palace." Not only did Cheng Zangzhi lose his appetite, he couldn't even keep his mouth shut for fear of vomiting upside down.

Yan Suiyuan's voice sank like water, he thought he would be someone from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but Cen Wang, the censor of Qiandu, participated in the case openly and there was no need to do anything extra.Therefore, he suspected that it was Cheng Zangzhi, but Cheng Zangzhi should have supported Liu Xuancai.

Under all kinds of irrationality, Cheng Zangzhi's words seemed much more reliable.

Palace?Yan Sui is willing to be both sober and confused. What is sober is that he knows that the power in the palace is nothing more than Yang Fengxian and his uncle, but what is confused is who of them is responsible?

"I don't want to disturb Mr. Cheng's meal, so I leave." Yan Suiyuan thought for a while and added: "Thank you, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zangzhi originally wanted to take advantage of Yan Suiyuan's words, but he was silenced by his sincere thanks.

The influence in the palace is Yan Suiyuan's biggest headache. Although Yang Fengxian "shared the worries for the king" to the point of arrogating his own duties, he respected the king after all, and so did his uncle.But the two were not on the same front. Yang Fengxian felt that his uncle's military power was too strong and had accumulated power for a long time. His uncle felt that Yang Fengxian would cause the eunuchs to riot.

The two of them were stalemate, maybe they would stumbling each other at some point, but fortunately Cheng Zangzhiming was a student of Liu Xuan, so investigating the situation in the palace would not cause any commotion.If it were him, I'm afraid he would be disloyal, unfilial, and unrighteous again.

Cheng Zangzhi left after Yan Suiyuan left, but Yan Suiyuan went to verify Liu Yao's words, and he went to visit his nominal mentor Liu Xuan.

The vermilion gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion has seven or nine 63 round nails nailed into the gate.After crossing the threshold of nearly half a person's height, you will suddenly open up like a fairyland in the mountains, with golden and green corridors, carved beams and painted buildings, golden stones and strange trees.

Cheng Zangzhi took advantage of the time when the housekeeper of the prime minister's mansion was going to pass the news, and he forgot the direction of the gate when he looked back. The old man dared to open the gate with 63 round nails.You must know that the gate of Qingjing Yunei only has 81 round nails.The door of the old crown prince who was relegated to guarding the king could only be nailed with 45 round nails.

Along with the immortal Liu Xuan, Minister of the Ministry of Officials Wang Ding and Minister of Industry Chang Ming, Cheng Zangzhi greeted each of them politely.

Liu Xuan gently stroked his beard and said, "Hidden, but what's wrong with Liu Yao's case?"

Cheng Zangzhi smiled lightly, and with a sweep of his eyes, he saw Wang Ding's oily face and Chang Ming's big belly.Then he said very respectfully: "Liu Yao had a classmate friend named Qin Cheng, who was involved in the arson of calligraphy, and was found dead in the suburbs of Beijing today, and the student noticed the body, he died shortly after the incident .”

Liu Xuan moved his eyes slightly, this Qin Cheng was originally his candidate to replace Liu Yao.

Wang Chang and Wang Chang took a deep look at each other, then bowed to Liu Xuan in unison and said, "Prime Minister, we absolutely did not do anything wrong."

Ever since Liu Yan's son was imprisoned, Wang and Chang were afraid that Yan Sui would pull out a radish with mud and harm themselves, so they came to the prime minister's mansion today to protect themselves.However, when the two of them mentioned giving up Liu Yao, Cheng Zangzhi came and brought the news of Qin Cheng's death.

Liu Xuan's old eyes were cold and frightening, and the two felt very anxious, for fear that Liu Xuan would think that they had assassinated Qin Cheng.

"Master," Cheng Zangzhi's long and narrow red phoenix eyes were plated with gold by the lamplight. They are beautiful but not vulgar, but they are still [-]% seductive. The reason for the loss, the two adults know for themselves..."

Wang and Chang couldn't hold back their glances at Cheng Zangzhi, and then nodded their heads.

"What's more, what's the use of the two adults killing Qin Cheng? If the Xiangshi wants to protect Liu Yao, he will find another scapegoat. You must not chill the heart of Lord Liu Yan." Cheng Zangzhi's voice changed, and everyone present The three of them have different ideas.

Liu Xuan looked at himself, a cheap student of unknown origin, who knew his heart the most, and also worried him the most.Wang and Chang were a little surprised. Could it be that the Prime Minister hadn't mentioned to Cheng Zangzhi who this Qin Cheng was?

Unpredictable people's hearts are the most common thing in officialdom.Now Wang and Chang's attitude towards the prime minister was silently cracked like a thin thread.

No matter what, Qin Cheng had an accident, and Yan Sui wanted to find out about him, so he had to make more arrangements, and he must not give up on Liu Yao until the last moment, lest Liu Yan turn back and bite people.

Cheng Zangzhi left the mansion together with Wang and Chang, but they disappeared without saying anything.

Wang and Chang looked at each other, looked at the Prime Minister's Mansion with 63 round nails, and said in unison: "Prime Minister, you don't even trust your own proud disciple."

In front of Liu Xuan, Cheng Zangzhi, who applied eye drops to his two eagle claws, found the gate of the Criminal Department in the dark, and began to wait in the middle of the night.

Yan Suiyuan made a trip to explore the secrets of calligraphy, but he didn't see a single living person from the poor family, and he only got a general answer that he went to a group study tour.

He faintly worried that these poor students might be temporarily transferred after Liu Yao pleaded guilty, or they might be murdered to silence them.

Thinking of this, he was awakened by the neighing of a jackdaw, his expression was sharp, and his whole body was galloping in the night.

If what Liu Yao said was true, those who wanted to kill Liu Yao would probably be able to line up from the entrance of the criminal department to the gate of the city.

Pointing out the number one scholar, digging out the second place in the rankings, breaking out the flowers, hundreds of Jinshi and the Sun family... I am afraid that Liu Yao will be killed immediately, so that the official position and reputation can be preserved.

Yan Suiyuan galloped all the way, thinking of the dead Qin Cheng in his mind, he could only silently pray that those people would still be afraid of Liu Yao's identity as the only son of Liu Yan, Minister of the Household Department.

The night is bleak, the moon and stars are scarce, a straight frost knife sieves the wind and moon, and depicts a bloody chapter in the stagnant water and sky.

"Tang Hengdao?" Yan Suiyuan was still some distance away from the criminal department, but he still recognized Frost Dao who killed people like cutting vegetables in the distance.

In the Hexi garrison, there is a governor who is good at straight Tang Hengdao - Cheng Zangzhi.

"Hey, Yan Shangshu is here." Cheng Zangzhi spun the Tang Dao in his palm, grabbed the handle and killed a person.

"Master Lao Cheng." Yan Suiyuan unleashed his dagger, ready to strike.

Cheng Zangzhi's body was stuffed with Ning Ye Zili, he raised his eyelids and glanced at him and said, "I'll do this kind of rough work, and let me see Mrs. Yan's pear garden flower-like movements in private."

The author has something to say:

Tang Dao is not a machete, but a straight blade, a bit like a sword.Very nice!

The term "Tang Dao" is the general term for the four types of sabers in the Sui and Tang Dynasties in my country, and generally refers to Tang Hengdao.Commonly known in modern times as "Tang Dao", it has a narrow and straight blade, a small tan, and a long handle (can be held with both hands); the direct prototype may be the Chinese Tang Dao collected by Japan's Zhengcang Institute, which was imported from the Tang Dynasty thousands of years ago. Gold and silver tins are equipped with Tang swords."The shape of the Tang Dao is derived from the ring head sword of the Han Dynasty. Most of the military Tang Dao in the early period retained the ring head and also had a straight blade.