God stick peeping the sky

Xiaoyan knocked his head on the ground: "Your Majesty, there are indeed some isolated copies, but at that time the government soldiers attacked the courtyard and fought too fiercely. At that time, in order to frighten the mandrill, the arrows were all set on fire. gone."

Emperor Chengde didn't believe it at all, he lost his patience a bit, stood up and walked around the room a few times with his hands behind his back, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched, and he said subduedly: "Yue Aiqing, after all, it's been a long time, and you can Just stay in Nanyuan and think about it carefully, do you still have those orphan copies?"

Chengde patted him on the shoulder, thinking that people will always know each other: "If you don't have it, you can recall it in your mind. Young people are smart, so maybe they can remember it."

The water in the prison is dripping, and Xiaoyan often comes to this place. Although it does not belong to Dali Temple, but Wanjian belongs to the sect, it is always the place to handle the case. He was detained in the palace for two days, and he was found to be too hard-spoken , Transfer him directly, let him think for one last night.

The emperor of Chengde is supreme, talking to him once is considered his ancestor's smoke, and the rest of the time to chat with him is a white face-the confidant eunuch next to Chengde, and the other is a black face-Zhang Qing, the Minister of Dali Temple.

The servant Zhang Qing was originally a cruel official, with a face as heavy as water, and interrogated him with Baifengshan's file: "Master Yue, it is reasonable to say that you are usually a higher rank than my official, and the church is all about handling cases truthfully and other principles of being an official. , Mr. Yue’s Baifengshan dossier is too simple? Too many substantive contents have been concealed.”

"My lord, your family members are anxious like ants on a hot pot. You should think about it carefully, fill up the file, and go home for dinner tonight. But if you deliberately conceal it, it is a crime of deceiving the emperor. Lord Yue Zequn also I can't keep you."

Xiaoyan sneered in his heart, he was also at war with heaven and man a few days ago, but after thinking about it, it would be better to end it here than to cause harm for thousands of years.

There are countless secrets, and he seems to have really glimpsed the secrets.

If the secrets that the Tian Family wants are revealed, thousands of lives will die; if they are not revealed, they will die.

The confidant eunuch showed sympathy for him, and before he could speak, he began to sigh: "Oh, I said Master Yue, Master Yue, it's not a big deal, just say it when you can remember, don't be self-willed, I have watched since childhood When you grow up, how can you bear to watch you be punished?"

They talked about him in the palace for several days in turn, and the more they talked about him, Xiaoyan's heart kept sinking.

Immortality, after all, is heresy, His Majesty detained him in the palace, asked him about this matter for a few days, once he made it public, wouldn't it hurt the face of the royal family?

He thought about it again and again, but he didn't know how this matter would end.He thought about his father and thought it was better not to act rashly.Thinking of Liang Enze again, he felt bitter. The two of them started to fight each other when they were together. He also planned to make a long-term plan after a while. Now it seems that it is impossible.

After all, he was born as a son of an aristocratic family. He wrote a small brocade clothes and jade books, and his father and brother would support him when the sky fell. He grew up in adversity, and he had never borne such involuntary pressure.Perhaps it was because he couldn't hold on any longer. Every time he fell asleep in the inner courtyard of the palace, he was caught in a chain dream and couldn't wake up.

He doesn't want to wake up either, how wonderful it is in the dream, the willows are green, the white clouds are fluttering, the clean and refreshing homestay, the loach in the small river, and Liang Enze and Yue Jiu who are by his side are all better than the palace dungeon that he saw when he opened his eyes. The hard walls and the cruel guards are too strong.

Zhang Qing bent over and was reporting to Emperor Chengde alone in the Imperial Study Room. He looked around cautiously: "Your Majesty, Yue Xiaoyan's mouth is quite stiff, but I have observed carefully these two days, and it seems that he is not in a good condition."

Emperor Chengde put his hand on the golden nanmu table, turned the white jade ring on his finger, and looked at it casually: "I seem to have heard from the palace before that he has some mental problems. Why is he not in a good state?"

Zhang Qing whispered: "Your Majesty, recently he has been confused for a while and then sober, as if everything he saw was false, and sometimes he was frightened for no reason, trembling with his head in his arms, unable to say a word, is it— —”

He pointed his finger at his head: "There is a problem here."

Emperor Chengde clasped his knuckles on the table, frowned and thought for a while: "What's their family's reaction?"

The second son of Yue Zequn, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, his older brother Yue Xiaolian is the governor of Liaodong, a typical famous family, otherwise Yue Xiaoyan would not be able to become a high-ranking official like acting Dali Temple Minister at a young age, and sometimes he has to think about his master when he beats a dog.

Zhang Qing said in a low voice: "Their house is quite quiet, not too loud."

While the two were talking, they saw a close-fitting eunuch coming in against the corner: "Report, Your Majesty, Lord Yue Zequn is asking to see you outside the palace gate."

Said Cao Cao and Cao Cao will be here, Emperor Chengde just wanted to say that something happened, so he leaned against the back of the chair; He waved his hand: "You dodge it for a while, please Master Yue."

Yue Zequn entered the Imperial Study Room calmly and didn't say too much. Maybe Emperor Chengde would give him some face: "Your Majesty, the dog Xiaoyan is too young, and he has always had some mental problems. He often talks nonsense. language, and living in a dream but not waking up, if he has something wrong and offends His Majesty, Your Majesty, please allow the old minister to take him home for medical treatment, and then send him back to await trial after he regains consciousness."

Emperor Chengde looked at Yue Zequn's sincere face, which had the hint of an old fox, which was really different from Yue Xiaoyan's upright face, but then again, Xiaoyan's eyes were also full of evil spirits.

He stood up and said in a gentle voice: "Master Yue, your son did not make a big mistake, it was just a wrong case, but this case is suspected of deceiving the emperor, as long as he can return from the wrong way, of course he will Follow Aiqing back home."

After seeing off Yue Zequn, Zhang Qing returned to the Imperial Study Room.

Emperor Chengde raised his eyebrows in the direction of Yue Zequn's departure. The father and son had a tacit understanding. One pretended to be stupid, and the other entered the palace and said that his son was really stupid. If he was so unconscious, how could he be the Minister of Dali Temple? .

Xiaoyan was transferred to another location. Based on his knowledge of the capital, he should have gone outside the palace. However, he was still in the sky prison.

When Yue Xiaoyan came in in the afternoon, he still knew the cell boss, and they used to cooperate in interrogation and handling cases together.

Seeing him coming, the cell boss greeted him with a few steps, and led him around the prison courteously, nodded and bowed his head, and said, "Master Yue, I know you feel wronged, and you usually support the little ones a lot, don't worry, Stay here for a while, Master Yue will naturally rescue you."

Xiaoyan is used to seeing the real and the fake, so he smiled and said nothing.He lay down on the wooden bed in the dungeon, and began to think carefully about his life in the past years. When he was a child, he was too absurd, and he was often beaten and scolded by his parents. All he was taught were those things of scholars: "Build a heart for the world, and live for the people." Establish a life, inherit the unique knowledge for the past saints, and bring peace to all generations."

He feels that his heart is quite righteous, but it is better to become a saint like Confucius or Wang Yangming, because he does not have that kind of heart and responsibility.

But now, it is possible to really make a living for the people.

He handles cases all the year round, and he knows that such royal secret cases are the most difficult to deal with. He chose to be stubborn in Nanyuan back then, but in fact he had already chosen his path.

Knowing the direction of the matter, he felt relieved. Taking advantage of the prisoner's turning around, he stole a small iron piece from the key chain hanging on the prisoner's waist. After that, no one looked at him in the afternoon. Rubbing, grinding into a thin needle, secretly opened the handcuffs and shackles, not to mention, there were not so many constraints on the hands and feet, and it was much more comfortable to sleep.

Then, according to the time when the cell boss came and went on patrol, the time was carved on the wall. At least there must be a record, right?

He was carving a picture on the wall when he heard footsteps, looked up, and saw that the jailer he knew just now came, and said mysteriously: "Master Yue, Master Yue, your brother is here to bring you food and visit you , I will take you to meet them."

When Xiaoyan heard this, he was overjoyed. After all, he hadn't seen his relatives for several days. He didn't think too much, and immediately jumped up, "I'm tired." Although his face looked indifferent, his heart was still very happy.

The head of the prison led him in front of him with a torch, and led him to walk in the dark corridor. Xiaoyan felt that the way he was walking was not right, so he couldn't help asking: "Brother, if you come to see me off?" Rice, shouldn’t we go to the meeting room?”

When he arrived at the place, he finally suddenly realized that the prisoners who could be in the dungeon here were all of some official rank, and it was indeed more difficult to pry their mouths open, after all, they had to use some tricks, and here was the place to use secret tricks.

The head of the prison usually looked down on these hereditary noble children the most, seeing Xiaoyan biting his lower lip, with a flash of disappointment on his face, he laughed loudly: "Master Yue, you don't really think that it's your brother who came here. Bring you food? Hahaha, why don't you think about it, will you see your relatives before you speak?"

Xiaoyan looked at the few traces of flesh on the prisoner's face: "I have already said everything I can say, and it is useless for you to bring me here."

The jailer gritted his teeth: "Master Yue, why do we all carry one head on two shoulders? You can be a hereditary high official since you were young, but I have to interrogate prisoners in the prison. I won't see the sun for a few days in my life." , can’t earn a seventh rank? Today, I’m just doing some useless work.”

Yue Zequn came back from seeing Emperor Chengde that day, he was probably old, and as soon as he entered the gate of the Yue Mansion, when he saw the face of his eldest son, he began to cry.

He waved his hand at the eldest son, his feet were already numb, every step seemed to be on cotton: "It's useless, the emperor has no plan...to let Xiaoyan come back."

Companion to a king is like companion to a tiger, filial piety and aura are present since childhood. People who don't care about this aspect must feel too burdened and affect their lives; but for those who study crooked ways, it is so rare that it is like a pearl in prosperity , and also had contact with the Taoist priest of Baifengshan's immortality technique, how could he let it go?