Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Xuan Tiewei took the token and hurried away.

Yun Lang closed the door, asked the old master to guard the door, picked up a few chestnuts, held them in his hands, and sat back in front of the window again.

"Today, the Holy One... still wants to drive King Yan."

Wei Zhun sat for a while, lowered his eyes and said, "Small punishments and big punishments, I think the means won't be too much."

"Most of the ruling officials in the DPRK and China are affected by the party struggle in the past, and there are very few who are really politically capable and capable of doing things."

Wei Zhun said: "The emperor is also obsessed with the art of controlling balance. The prime minister is controlled by the Privy Council, and the Privy Council envoys are in charge of the army, but they have to listen to the Political Affairs Hall when recruiting troops, and all the money, food and military expenses are in the hands of the third division."

Wei Zhun said in a low voice: "Nowadays in the court, there are no officials dispatched in the same place. Everyone just sweeps the snow in front of the door, and they don't communicate with each other. There are many overlapping duties..."

"Therefore, the emperor now has few people who can really use it, so he can only use King Yan's idea."

Yun Lang withdrew his gaze and smiled at him: "We know this."

Yun Lang asked someone to remove two cups of cold tea, poured a third cup, and pushed it over: "Master Wei and Mr. Yang Ge are very close, but do you still know something we don't?"

Wei Zhun clenched his fists: "The next official is not—"

He was silent for a while, smiled wryly, and sighed: "I am not close to Mr. Yang Ge, but now I am still listed as Kaifeng Yin, guarding the heart of Bianliang, and they pay more attention to it. "

Yun Lang peeled a chestnut, put it on the side of the table, and his eyes fell on him.

Wei Zhun said: "Does General Yun know about the 'Testing Shuangtang'?"

"I know roughly." Yun Lang has traveled around in the past few years, and nodded when he heard the words, "Taking the meaning of 'ten years of sharpening a sword, but never tried the frost blade', it is to help poor families. As long as you are willing to study and take scientific examinations, If you are short of money, you will be given money, and if you are short of food, you will take care of your food."

Wei Zhun was startled when he heard the words, and laughed: "Every Shuangtang Hall will be opened in the poor mountains and rivers that the government can't detect, and you can't find it if you look for it. Only those who are seriously ill and half dead, with only one breath left, will be taken to the hospital for treatment." appease."

Unexpectedly, Wei Zhun knew even this, thoughtfully: "General Yun also knows this, it seems that King Yan has his own way of investigation even though he seems to be keeping his house behind closed doors these years."

Yun Lang didn't take it seriously, and smiled: "Your Excellency, continue."

"Testing Shuangtang specializes in rescuing poor students who have almost no chance of survival. Extending medical treatment and resuscitating people, they will test their knowledge. If they really don't understand, and their books are not solid, they will be thrown out to fend for themselves."

Wei Zhun said: "If you are good at reading and have talent, as General Yun said, as long as you are willing to study and take scientific exams, you will be provided with three meals a day."

"All the students who enter the Examination Shuangtang will be taught by famous teachers carefully, and when they have completed their knowledge, they will be sent to take the examination."

Wei Zhun smiled wryly and said, "These people had almost no way out when they came. How could they not try to repay the grace and virtue of regeneration? Even if they noticed the clues later, it would be too late to escape..."

Yun Lang was silent for a moment, and couldn't help it: "Among those people who passed the test after being rescued and were thrown out, are there any people who can read well without books and are actually very smart?"

Wei Zhun was stunned: "What?"

"...It's all right." Yun Lang calmed down, and peeled another chestnut: "Did Master Wei also be sent to court by this 'Testing Frost Hall'?"

"Yes." Wei Zhun said in a low voice, "Testing Shuangtang was taught by Yang's family. To avoid suspicion, he could not participate in the Chunwei presided over by Ge Lao, so naturally he is not regarded as Yang Ge's disciple."

Yun Lang nodded: "People in the world say that Yang Ge is an educated man who never rejects children from poor families. It turns out that this is the method of 'not rejecting'."

Xiao Shuo had asked people to find out Yang Xianyou's family relatives in the past few days. Yun Lang looked it over and roughly remembered: "Yang's family... His two sons are also teaching in the Shuangshuang Hall?"

"Elder Yang Ge said that he has become an extremely human minister in the court, and the children of the family must inherit the shadow of their ancestors no matter what. It is really unfair to others and should be avoided."

Wei Zhun paused for a moment, and then said: "Therefore, none of the descendants of the direct line has ever been an official."

Yun Lang smiled: "Taboo... I don't know what the taboo is."

Wei Zhun has already made an exception and said too much today, so he will not comment anymore: "What General Yun wants to ask, the lower officials can roughly guess. But what the lower officials know, they have indeed told them all."

"Other things, Master Yang probably won't tell your lord." Yun Lang roughly guessed, "Master Wei's temper is probably not very popular among Yang's disciples."

Wei Zhun smiled wryly: "It's not just that he's not favored...so the subordinate officials say that General Yun's selection of subordinate officials as hostages is actually not a good choice."

"It's okay." Yun Lang clenched his wrists, not in a hurry, "Bianjing is outward, Jingxi South Road, Huainan West Road, I know a few places where he tried Shuangtang, at worst, he will take someone to copy a few solutions. Relieve."

Wei Zhun was slightly taken aback: "How did the general know—"

He subconsciously asked, and suddenly came back to his senses, looking at Yun Lang, his expression changed slightly.

"The three testing cream halls all carried me out."

After all, Yun Lang still couldn't suppress his anger: "Am I so unbearable?!"

When he was studying in the academy, although Yun Lang was fined for copying every three days and confinement every five days, it was mostly because he hurt the Taifu's beard and bald the Shaofu's brush.But there is nothing you can't learn if you learn it with your heart.

Yun Lang couldn't figure out what was wrong with him, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became: "How did you pick someone?! Why don't you get the hang of it..."

"The tests in the Shuangtang Hall are the scriptures, calligraphy and poems, all of which are required by the imperial examination. They only test memorization and recitation. As for the meaning and meaning of it, they say that learning is useless and they are not allowed to delve into it."

Wei Zhun hurriedly said: "I'm afraid the general is not good at this."

Wei Zhun looked at him for a long while, but finally couldn't help it: "General Yun, why has he been so dangerous all these years? At the beginning, the former emperor clearly gave the general the gold medal for exempting him from death, and the clear edict of exempting him from crime—"

"The edict told me to take it out and exchange it for something else."

Yun Lang waved his hands: "I still keep the gold medal for avoiding death. If Lord Wei really sees you in the future, if you can still protect yourself, please help me with a word."

Wei Zhun looked at him, slowly frowned, sat quietly for a while, and reached out to take the cup of tea.

Yun Lang looked out of the window at Miyagi, still peeling chestnuts in a leisurely manner, and there was a neat row on the table in front of him.

"General Yun." Wei Zhun said in a low voice, "Are you happy with King Yan?"

Yun Lang held a freshly peeled chestnut kernel in his hand, but forgot to put it down, put it in his mouth and ate it slowly.

He was silent for a moment, recovered his senses, and laughed: "Why did your lord suddenly ask this?"

"The whole story, the general said it's not very important."

Holding the cup of tea, Wei Zhun took a sip and put it aside: "After so many years, the general probably forgot about it. This question was not asked by a subordinate."

Clenching his fists, Yun Langkong sat for a while, pressed his chest lightly, and put the unpeeled chestnuts aside.

"At that time, King Yan had not yet ascended to the title, and as a son, he knelt outside the palace and begged. Originally, he had no right to meet the late emperor."

Wei Zhun said in a low voice: "It was General Yun who stood up for him and broke into the palace alone—"

"I live in the palace, I just rushed out from behind, what is breaking into the palace."

Yun Lang laughed: "It's not for him, it's because I want an explanation."

Wei Zhun didn't refute. After a moment of silence, he said again: "At that time, the late emperor asked the general if he wanted to die."

Yun Lang felt that he was too confused at that time, and couldn't listen to it very well, so he covered his face and worried: "Stop talking."

Wei Zhun stopped distracting him, stopped talking, and drank the cup of tea slowly.

Yun Lang took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

At that time... Xiao Shuo's arrival was really unlucky.

His old wound had just barely been sealed for the first time, with blood scabs forming, and he was firmly tied to the couch.

General Yun was lying on the couch in a state of confusion, and his heart would tremble if he was not untied. The father-in-law who was guarding him was terrified, and tremblingly, he untied the rope.

Yun Lang broke into Wende Hall all the way, couldn't stand still, bumped into the arms of the first emperor, and fell to the ground in a daze.

The first emperor was so angry that he pressed him on the imperial couch, and while preaching to the imperial physician, he asked him if he didn't want this little life anymore.

Yun Lang was held down by several important officials in a panic, struggling desperately: "No more!"

General Yun Shao immediately practiced his skills in the battle. The civil servants only knew how to study hard, and they didn't often do such errands. Even though Yun Lang was seriously injured, he couldn't hold back at all.

Yun Lang gritted his teeth, and stubbornly said, "There are so many lives in Duan Wang's mansion! You don't even pay for it, but force him to admit it! Let go! I will pay him back..."

The late Emperor raised his hand to strike, but trembled so much that he couldn't fall down, he stood slumped for a while, then became dizzy for a while, and fell backwards.

Yun Lang was frightened and panicked, he braced himself up in a panic, and stopped earning.

"It's none of your business, it's someone else..."

The late Emperor was hastily supported, closed his eyes for a while, and sat on the side of the couch with the help of his servant, and touched Yun Lang's head: "Don't be afraid."

There was no trace of blood on Yun Lang's face, he fixedly looked at the late emperor and shook his head.

"You know it, and I know it too."

The late emperor was silent for a long time, holding Yunlang's shoulders, and said in a low voice: "But I'm too late, do you understand?"

Yun Lang lowered his head, his chest rose and fell several times, and he sat back slowly without turning his head.

"The rest of the princes... are nothing to be cultivated."

The first emperor said in a low voice, I don't know if he was speaking to Yunlang or himself: "I originally thought that there are two brothers, one civil and one military, one guarding the court and the other deterring the frontier..."

"There are loyal ministers and good generals, there are husbands and wives who grow old together, there are two successful sons, and there is my little white tiger."

The late emperor smiled: "I originally thought that I was the luckiest person in the world."

Yun Lang couldn't speak, and the imperial doctor rushed over to treat his chest injury, but he couldn't move it even after pulling it several times.

Yun Lang's fingers were cold, so stiff that he couldn't break them apart, tightly clutching the sleeve of the first emperor's dragon robe.

"You were taught by Cai Buzhi, and you are his most proud student. You should understand the current situation. Now that the loyal ministers are gone, the good generals will be defeated. The damage of this party struggle will not end here. If I deal with him again..."

The first emperor was silent for a moment, then he drew away the blood from his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I have no choice now."

Yun Lang sat stiffly for a long time, raised his hand and slowly wiped the color of the late Emperor's face, and said in a low voice, "Grandpa Huang."

"Indecision is a taboo for the king."

The late emperor patted his head, and said slowly: "Grandpa Huang knew he was wrong, but it's too late now... Jiangshan Sheji cannot be entrusted to anyone."

"Nowadays, there are strong enemies in all directions, and internal and external unease. If the new ruler is weak and incompetent, there will be chaos in the court, and it is the people of Li who will suffer."

The first emperor looked at him: "You are my general Yun Hui, you should understand these things."

"I know……"

Yun Lang clenched his lower lip, sat for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "Don't be angry, Grandpa, I won't assassinate the Sixth Prince."

The first emperor was dumb, patted his head, and made room for the imperial physician: "You are a child of the royal family, are you not?"

"Unpleasant." Yun Lang said in a sullen and low voice, "He ignored me for the past two years, and even scolded me all the time."

"It's not Xinyue... that's all."

The first emperor was dumbfounded: "If you had enlightened earlier, I wouldn't have delayed until now... After all, I have delayed the two of you."

Yun Lang was startled, frowned and raised his head: "What?"

"I originally thought that even if you don't break it for a while, it won't matter when you slowly think it through and understand the human affairs."

The first emperor sighed softly: "In the end, there is still time. My little tiger will make the most outstanding military exploits in this dynasty, become the youngest first-rank military lord... and then bring all his belongings and send them to other people's houses in a foolish way. They insisted on squeezing into other people's temples."

"I've prepared everything for you. If that wooden grandson of mine dares to make a fuss, I'll tie the two of you together and lock you in the house, and figure out a way for yourself."

The late emperor smiled wryly: "It's all empty now."

Yun Lang was busy fighting and getting into trouble on the roof all day long, never thought about it, sat in a daze, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

He had never experienced such feelings, even if he was taught a lesson by Xiao Xiaowang in Zuixian Tower, or politely sent out by his aides in Duanwang Mansion, it was nothing more than a painful moment and passed away.

General Yun was born with a broad mind, he never remembered such unpleasant things, and he didn't know where to throw them when he turned his head, looking for the fun he could find.

Yun Lang didn't know that there was this pain of being out of breath.

It's like being suddenly deprived of the future that was clearly waiting there, as long as you go on, you should reach the future.

It should have been doomed, a logical future.

"It is I who am sorry for you." The late emperor said softly, "I feel really uncomfortable, so I just cry, and I will accompany you."

Yun Lang's heart was empty, his chest heaved and he shook his head blankly.

"Can't you cry?" Emperor Xian looked at him and sighed softly, "That's fine."

The late emperor let go of his hands, and watched the imperial physician re-bandage Yun Lang's wound, and tidy up Yun Lang's skirt: "General Yun Lang, listen to my orders."

Looking at the hand withdrawn from the lapel, Yun Lang sat quietly for a while, propped himself up, and knelt on the couch.

"Xiao Shuo, the eldest son of Prince Duan's mansion, behaved shamelessly and offended court etiquette."

The first emperor said slowly: "You accompany me and persuade him to go back."

The pain in Yun Lang's heart was severe, he took a few breaths, and said in a low voice, "I won't go..."

The first emperor looked at him: "You don't follow my will?"

"It cannot be investigated... There are difficulties that cannot be investigated, the case cannot be overturned, and there are reasons why the case cannot be overturned. There are unspeakable difficulties in persuading the prince to go back."

Yun Lang knelt for a long time, then slowly fell down, resting his forehead on his hands: "I—I understand."

"I understand." Yun Lang's shoulders trembled, "I don't want to part with it."

There was faint blood in Yunlang's throat, and he was so trembling that he couldn't kneel, he was almost begging: "Grandfather, you let me pay him with my life. It doesn't matter if you die on the battlefield, I will pay for the Yun family's crimes... ..."

"What the Yun family did has nothing to do with you and the empress. The empress has been a member of the official family since the day she entered the palace. As for you—"

The late emperor said in a low voice: "Remember, I asked someone to take out your date of birth and put it into the imperial jade certificate. You are adopted at the queen's knee. You are the adopted son of the queen who has passed the Ming road, not a descendant of the Yun family."

After the late Emperor finished speaking this passage word for word, he stood up and ordered, "Come here."

The servant hurried over, bowed and waited for the order.

The late emperor said slowly: "General Yun Hui is wounded, he should not see outsiders, so take a clean outer shirt and a cloak."

Yun Lang threw himself on the couch, staggered and knocked on the ground: "Your Majesty!"

"I forced you to do it. You want to hate me and live to hate me."

The first emperor half knelt down, supported his shoulders, and stared into Yunlang's eyes: "You both want to hate me, you want to live a long life, hate me for 100 years, you know?"

Yun Lang opened his mouth, his face turned pale little by little, he raised his hand to tug on the late emperor's robe, but it was in vain.

The first emperor got up and walked out of the hall.

The courtiers had been waiting outside, and then went to persuade Prince Duan's son to swallow his blood feud, swallow up his family's hatred, and seize the title of the emperor's mighty grace.

The eldest son of Prince Duan's mansion knelt outside the hall, the wind and snow were harsh, and the white jade steps were covered with bloodstains.

The candlelight in the room was quiet, Yun Lang knelt for an unknown amount of time, then stood up in a trance, and slowly got up.

In front of his eyes, there was a suit of outerwear and a cloak bestowed by the emperor in order.